Passing Down HIS Importance

After a few months of courtship I could have listed off the many qualities I loved about Andy Jones.  No doubt his incredible wit along with his capacity to hold vast amounts of knowledge in his sizable noggin would have held top spots.  Since then the list has grown from a few items to pages and pages and pages of wonderful qualities that make him such a wonderful husband to me and father to my children.  One item that would make the list today I was hesitant to expect back in the dark ages of my 20th year. That man comes from one fantastic family.  When I was a new Jones I wondered if I'd be able to break into this fine family to the point of belonging.  The process didn't take long and no doubt required much patience on the part of my in laws.  I'll be forever grateful for their understanding my many immature eccentricities as I transitioned from a girl barely removed from those teenage years to someone older and hopefully wiser.

Imagine three grown children, their spouses and the 6 children we've collected through the years and throw them  together for days and even weeks at a time and most would fear the worst.  We have a blast. The only time any of us have come to blows was during the Iron Bowl a few years ago and those involved weren't long enough in the britches to know how to reign in such strong SEC type emotion.  We have a great deal of respect and appreciation for one another and adding one crazy Logan for comic relief definitely keeps us entertained. The key to this success is a common love and devotion for our Savior. 

This love has been passed down, prioritized, modeled and faithfully lived out by the ones we call Grammy and Gramps.  Thanks you two for raising your son in such a way that allowed the Holy Spirit easy access.  I appreciate the world view he has whose seed was planted by a refrigerator covered with pictures of missionaries. Thank you for loving him with the only love that could permeate his soul and has reflected into my life every day for almost two decades.

Happy Birthday Gramps!  We love you!