Feb 20, 2009
This must have been before a tee-ball game, because they are all wearing their tee-ball shirts. I am guessing that it is BEFORE the tee-ball game, because they are all relatively clean. The goal of many of these games was not to see if you could win, but to see how many bases you could slide into.
Austin was not a kid from our “country block” but he was one of the kiddos on the tee-ball team. I am not quite sure what he is doing now. His mom was a teacher too, like all of our moms, so it is no surprise that he is hanging out before a tee-ball game.
The curly haired mass that looks like he is waiting for the starting whistle is my sweet baby brother, also known as Cosmo’s Crazy. I can name numerous pictures in which he took this pose. I am not sure why. There is a good chance that those shoes are Velcro, because he couldn’t tie a shoe for years. Anyway, Clay has grown up to be a pretty good looking guy……and he snagged himself a gorgeous wife too!
Now, the kid with the baseball hat is Connor. Connor is showing how the short-stop should stand and be ready for the ball to come their way. Either that or he is ducking, because it looks like Jay is going to take head off with the baseball bat. His tube socks are also at maximum height, probably to protect his legs from all that sliding. Well, Connor must have eaten his brussel sprouts, because today he looks like this…
Austin, Jay, Clay – If you are reading this, you should have eaten your brussel sprouts, but I still love ya!
Feb 19, 2009
I have gotten an Honest Scrap award from A Little Crazy & A Lot Of Love!!!! Wild, huh? I feel like I have earned my first Girl Scout Badge or something! Here we go….
The rules for this award:
Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Show the winners names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Scrap.” There’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.
List at least 10 honest things about yourself:
1. I want a Snuggie and I not ashamed to admit it. Birddog thinks Snuggies are ridiculous, but the person who created it is a genius.
2. Every night I count my blessings, pray to God about my worries and then I go take a post-partum depression pill. I have started a couple of posts about this and they never seem to make it to the blog. The bottom line is these little pills make me a better person right now. This is something that I really struggled with, but now I totally believe in. Girls – if you think you need help, please don’t be ashamed to ask. Talk to me, talk to your doctor, just talk to someone.
3. I do not “text” therefore I do not “tweet” either. Part of the reason is that my phone is too old to do any of that high-falutant-fancy-scmancy stuff. The other reason is that I just don’t understand the appeal. I just don't understand it.
4. I have over 300 friends on Facebook. This amazes me, because I am surprised that people actually remember me. Sometimes I do not ask someone to be my friend because I think, “Naaa, they wouldn’t remember who I am.” Then they end up asking me to be their friend. I guess that I don’t think of myself as an impressionable person.
5. I joined a women's small group at CrossPoint. I partially did it to meet more people, but I am learning so much about myself and I am growing so much more in my faith. Plus, I get to spend every Tuesday night with an awesome group of gals! (Sometimes there are brownies too!)
6. I am really excited that Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is FINALLY being released this summer. The Queen Pins and I are headed to see it at the big IMAX theatre at OpryMills. I am so looking forward to this girl’s night. Queen Pins and Harry Potter ….who could ask for more!?!
7. My brother and I used to follow the blue light cart around K-Mart and then run to tell my mom were the next Blue Light Special was going to be. We took this very seriously. You had to get there fast or you missed the special price!
8. Both of my favorite pizza parlors are in Murray, KY. I remember begging my parents to go to Pagliagi’s pizza when I was young. That is back when it was on the court square. I loved their pizza with tiny shrimp on it. I wonder if they still have that? Matt B’s Main Street Pizza opened when I was in college. I lived within walking distance and I think that I could have eaten their veggie pizza every night….but I was on more of a Ramen noodles budget.
9. I want a Wii and a Wii Fit really, really, really bad.
10. My birthday is January 3rd. This is always the day that you return to school from Christmas break. Everyone talked about what they did over the break and what they got for Christmas……and never remembered my birthday. Therefore, I am really glad that EC’s birthday is in September. He can celebrate when he is in school and there are no major holidays to contend with.
My seven blog recommendations are.....
Itty Bitty Bits Of Me
Full Of Boys
I can’t wait to see your lists! Thanks again to A Little Crazy & A Lot Of Love for the wonderful award! Her photography is AWESOME…go check it out!
Feb 18, 2009
Feb 16, 2009
Yesterday you turned five months old. What an awesome month! You have hit so many milestones in one short month that I now expect you to get your masters degree from Harvard. You are growing like a weed and your personality is shining!
This is the month that you have learned to YYYYEEEELLLLL! You yell in several different ways, all of which are hilarious. You have a deep yell and then sometimes it is really high pitched like an opera singer. I think you are going to have your Daddy's singing voice. To make sure that you are getting maximum decibels, you throw your hands down to your side and stiffen your legs, putting your whole body into it. After each yell, you look at me and smile. Then you giggle, because, well you know, yelling is fun! You think that it is hilarious when we make yelling sounds back to you and then you smile and say, “Oh yeah? Well, whadaya think about THIS?? AAAAAHHHHHGGGG!”
You are giggling much more now, especially when someone is going to GETCHA! I love to getcha! Now, I don’t even have to touch you, I can just say, “I am gonna getcha” and you go into convulsions of laughter. Daddy says that I scare you into laughing, because when I do my ‘getcha voice’ I sound like an old, scary witch. I told him to shut up and go wash the bottles, because we were playing GETCHA!
On Thursdays you spend the day with your Nuna. I love Thursdays. By the end of the day, you are so worn out that you usually go to bed early. Nuna’s house is usually so overflowing with your cousins that you have someone to play with all the time. January 22nd was a rare day in which Nuna only had you to baby-sit….so she took you to work. She and her co-workers didn’t get much done though, because they kept watching you try to roll over. You would throw your legs up in the air and swing them to the side. You would roll on your side, but never quite make it all the way over. She said that you were just teasing her.
When I got you home that night, I practiced with you, but you didn’t seem that interested. When I finally gave up and went to sit on the couch……..there you went! All the way over! Then you got TOTALLY TICKED-OFF THAT YOU WERE ON YOUR STOMACH! If you had known the result, you would have never rolled over! So I rolled you back to your backside……..and you proceeded to roll over two more times!!! You got mad every time, but we were so excited!
The next night, I was going to take some pictures of you rolling over….and you refused to cooperate. You knew the result of rolling over was being on your stomach and you just weren’t having it! YOU HAVEN’T ROLLED OVER SINCE AND THIS IS DRIVING ME CRAZY! Your daddy says that rolling over is overrated and that at least we know that you can roll over, so we shouldn't be worried.. When I try to practice with you, you just giggle and roll back onto your back again. At least you are having fun!
Grammy and Granddaddy were planning on coming to see you this month. They hadn’t seen you since Christmas and they were starting to have EC-withdraws. Then they got hit by a major ice-storm in Kentucky and were out of power for eight whole days. As soon as the power was back on, I loaded up and you and I went to visit.
You have always been a good traveling baby. You usually sleep the entire two and a half hour trip to Kentucky. I left Friday night around your bedtime, hoping that when we got to your grandparents, I could transfer you from the car-seat to the crib and you would continue sleeping. Man, was I wrong! As soon as you opened your eyes and saw Grammy and Granddaddy, you were WIDE AWAKE! You knew that days of milk and honey were upon you! You were so happy to see Grammy and Granddaddy that you didn’t go to sleep for over an hour. It didn't help that they yanked you out of the car seat and loved all over you. So much for my genius plan.
That Saturday (2/7/09), you were a little fussy. When you started to gnaw on my finger, I knew exactly why…….YOU HAD GOTTEN YOUR FIRST TOOTH! That little sucker is sharp too! I really should not have been surprised, because you have been chewing on everything in sight for over a month. The second tooth followed on Wednesday. You have already left teeth marks on Daddy several times and it is funny to watch the vigor that you put into biting on Mortimer’s moose antlers.
Speaking of teeth, you LOVE LOVE LOVE eating baby food. I can’t shovel it in fast enough. You are pretty good about keeping it in your mouth, but you were really spraying me with it when we were in Kentucky. Carrots are still your favorite, but so far you have eaten green beans, sweet peas, sweet potatoes and squash. You tried bananas for the first time this weekend and you really liked them. I can’t wait to try more fruit!
By that Sunday, the fussiness was over and you were back to my normal, happy baby. We went to church with your grandparents and everyone at Symsonia Baptist was excited to see you. The nursery was closed because of some power problems in the building, so you went with us into the regular church service. I was so nervous, but you were good the entire time. There was one tee-tiny fussy bout, but a bottle satisfied you quickly. Just as I was thinking that we were going to get out of church without an incident, you let out a HUGE burp during the closing prayer. People in the pews in front of us were giggling and I know that my face was bright red!
Not all of your milestones are quite as monumental as new teeth or rolling over. You had your first “being a boy” moment this month. You tooted in the bath tub and the bubbles caught you off-guard. Then you laughed so hard! A true boy…..farting is funny. The actual funny part was that you were trying to do it again. You would thrust your pelvis forward and make a funny grunting noise while scrunching your face. The toot never happened again…….and I am thankful that nothing else happened because you were trying so hard.
Oh, EC, I love the way that you have flipped our world upside-down. You have a magic smile and infectious giggle that just seem to wash all of the day’s frustrations away. I look forward to running home to you and Daddy every night.
You are my Tiny Valentine!
I love you!
Feb 13, 2009
The thing is, I am not “flashing back” too many years on my first post. Part of this is because I don’t have a scanner and I only have access to so many digital pictures of past couple of years.
The other part is because this week is Valentine’s Day and the theme for Flashback Friday is Love, Look At The Two Of Us. What a better way to love on my hubby than to show a “flashback” picture of us in loooooove.
Feb 12, 2009
This is about the only news that I get during the day. I hate hate hate watching the news. It does nothing but depress me. So a while back, I started watching mainly the morning shows. They are a little more upbeat. Birddog rarely watches the news at all. If it doesn’t have anything to do with airplanes or music, he flips the channel quickly.
Yesterday morning was the normal routine. We watched the news and, after EC’s bottle, I put him down to play with Mortimer while I got ready for work. Birddog groggily made his way into the living room and was watching the station on which I had left the television. He has been sick and hasn’t been sleeping well, so he hasn’t been a happy-camper in the mornings lately.
They were showing a news story about the current peanut butter salmonella outbreak. The story told of the multiple deaths that had happened and that yet another company was being investigated for their safety testing habits. They told the story of a young boy that was being treated that was on his 6th day in the hospital. He couldn’t stand to be touched and his mother stated that she couldn’t even stroke her son’s hair, because he was in so much pain. My heart poured out to that family.
(I could see this next part coming from a mile away.)
BD: Maybe I have Salmonella. That is why I haven’t been feeling well.
LB: But you haven’t eaten any peanut butter.
BD: Yes, I have! I have been eating peanut butter and crackers almost every day.
LB: But you have been eating the peanut butter out of the jar here, right? That is not the peanut butter that they are talking about.
BD: No! No! I have gotten a package of peanut butter and crackers at the store almost every time that I go out.
LB: Well, they have pulled the contaminated peanut butter products off the shelf, so I think that you will be okay.
BD: BUT MY HAIR HURTS!!!!
LB: (After I stopped laughing) You know I am going to have to blog about this, right?
BD: I am glad my death by salmonella amuses you.
For more of Birddog’s hypochondriac tendenceys go HERE and check out a humorous story about his hair HERE.
Feb 10, 2009
Feb 5, 2009
Feb 4, 2009
Ahhh….Symsonia homecoming in the “big gym”. Clay looks so cute in his tux. That is when we went all out for homecoming. I do believe that this year’s theme was “Up Where We Belong” and there were a lot of balloons involved. I don’t remember the girls name standing with Clay. Was it Courtney? Anyway, the other guy in the tux is Ryan Reid and I think that I babysat him a few times. The girl in the green dress is Kelly Allred Hiles and I was tee-totally-head-over-heals in love with her brother, Kevin. I am sure that Kelly’s mom probably made her dress……she was a great seamstress. I still have a teddy bear that Kevin’s mom made me in the 4th grade when we were “going out”.
I am tickled that Raye Ann posted these pictures……and I am glad that she doesn’t have any pictures of me in those ‘tween’ years when I permed my hair!
Good times, good times.