Peanut Butter Pie in July

All I can think about is how badly I want peanut butter pie right now.  In fact, during my lunch break on Wednesday, I went to the store and bought all the ingredients to make one.  Life is certainly better with peanut butter in it.  Thank goodness no one in our family has a peanut allergy.  PBJ's are Karson and Miles's primary food group.

Here's my recipe for those who are interested:

Chocolate Pie Shell

3 oz. Cream Cheese

12 oz. Whipped Topping

1 Cup Peanut Butter

1 Cup Confectioner's Sugar

1/4 Cup Milk

2 teaspoons Vanilla

Bag of Mini Chocolate Chips

*Beat cream cheese and sugar until fluffy.  Fold in other in ingredients and mix well and place in pie shell. Chill overnight.

June was over about as soon as it began.  Karson has been pulling double time duty with both volleyball and basketball open gyms.  She wasn't able to go to the beach with Matt and the boys because of tryouts.  She's officially a 7th grade Spartan Volleyball player.  (team pic below)

 I sometimes think the social side of volleyball is sometimes more fun than the actual sport.  Karson has made some wonderful friends already on her new team and has lots of "old" one's from playing last year.  Her group has their on instagram account and group text account.  One time I picked up her phone, and she had 150 missed texts.  Sheesh!  Smh!  I wish I had some pictures from the two-day basketball camp at South that Karson participated in.  I was able to sneak away from work some and see two of her games.  She's a tough little player and worked hard.  Her team lost most of their games though - the teams they played were club teams which have been playing for months together.  I am anxious to see what the district and regional teams look like - hopefully, more like our team.

Speaking of sports, Miles is completely obsessed with golf. It's his new passion.  Matt has taken him to Riverview a few times and Paul Walker.  When they aren't playing on a course, Miles is either at Otte Golf or practicing at home with foam balls.  He.loves.it!  I got home from work on Tuesday and he said, "it's almost Sunday."  I said, "yeah, I guess?!? What's on Sunday Miles?"  He says, "well, the day after that, me and dad are going golfing."  Matt mowed a fairway and putting green in our backyard for him to practice on.  And, while we are on the subject of golf, Matt has decided to accept the Boys Golf Coach position at South.  Look out high schooler's, lil Miles Deaton is going to be the assistant coach.  However, golf runs entirely parallel to Karson's volleyball season, so our lives are about to get super crazy in the next two weeks (once KHSAA dead period is lifted).

 

Pool parties and hanging out with friends pretty much monopolizes our summer months. Well, that, and loads of Popsicles and water balloon fights.

 I mentioned in my last post that Matt made the decision to step down from ministry after about 19 years.  We have taken a couple of Sundays off to try and relax and re-group.  Church is a big part of our lives and will continue to be.  We haven't really committed to a new church group, and honestly, I'm not sure if we will settle down in one place.  I did know that I wanted to spend Father's Day at my home church - Greenwood Park - with my dad.  I grew up going there and have many memories and loads of friends there.  It was like a family reunion when I went to service two weeks ago.  In fact, I don't think I even got to talk to my dad because I was catching up with so many friends.  Two of my very closest childhood friends were at GP that morning (which is rare because they both don't live in BG).  We decided to take some selfies. I put our old camp photos in the collage.  Both Karson and Isaac will be going to camp with the GP group next week.

 Community hosted a farewell party for our family, the Vernon's and Katie Colter our children's minister at Barren River State park in mid-June.  We're thankful for our time (and memories) with the church and love all of our friends, young and old.

Last Thursday was ultra exciting in the Deaton house -- the NBA draft.  I had two little boys glued to the television for hours and commentating the entire time.  We're looking forward to next season!