Thursday, May 26, 2011


This is a picture of Emma's play kitchen. Every kid that comes through our doors goes straight to it to play, no matter the age, no matter the gender. It's a hit with everyone...even Hope. She loves it. Opening the doors, tossing out all the dishes and food, and just plain 'ol making a disaster zone of it.
Look closely at the middle section. Its the oven...and it is "door-less". Why, you ask??? Because Hope apparently thought she could stand on it. That's right Emma and I caught her hiking her leg up on it trying to reach so badly for the burner buttons. Needless to say the door didn't work as a step stool. Hope didn't care though...still determined to reach the top, she continued to try to climb it. I weighted down the back with a bag of rocks...I didn't get an A in physics class, but it was obvious what was going to happen...
...and it did. She was stuck.
After retrieving her from the oven incident, I heard yet more cries from the living room. Looking all over for that ball of a whopping 17 pounds, I finally found her yet stuck again.
Her front part had squeezed through the corner of the couches, but her hips couldn't make it through. Not knowing how to put on her beeper and back it up, she just lay there...mad and hollering. Stuck.

Any bets on how many more times I find her stuck in life?
Thank you Jesus for giving such an on the move (and stuck) gal, and thank you for giving me the energy to keep up with her...well, so far.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

"Wide Mouth Frog - LIVE!"

Monday evening was better than Broadway! We had the pleasure, along with grandparents and friends, to watch the play Wide Mouth Frog - LIVE, starring the 25 darling students from the Yellow Zone Pre-K class. Wonderful production I must say, giving it several thumbs up! But I was a little bias for one of the baby frogs played by beautiful Emma P., and one sweet as sweet could be lion played by Emma L. ....but of course many other yellow zone friends helped make the show remarkable too!!

Mother frog, starring Chloe, and all her baby frogs following behind!

Emma L. and Allie looking so lion-ish-ous.

Elton, Claire, and Emma singing away!

Cameron, Emma L. and Allie "I'm a Lion, Lion RrRooOaAARrr!"

Every frog has a HOP! "Boom Boom, what do you feed your Bbbbaaaabies? Boom Boom, what do you feed your Bbbaaaabies? Froggies are hungry ALL day long!
Boom boom, what do you feed your Bbbbbaaabies?!" Beautiful Lion. Mama frog Chloe with her baby frogs Claire, Emma P. and Max.
What wonderful lions, elephants and frogs!!! (The monkeys were in the balcony...being monkeys.) Take a bow everyone!!! After the spectacular production, Emma and her 24 classmates graduated and were offical signed off as ready for Kindergarten. Each student had their picture on the big screen along with what they wanted to be when they grow up. If you click on the photo below it will enlarge and you can read that when our Emma grows up, she would like to be one of the 12 dancing princesses. Hey, you can't put a price on a good imagination, and who knows, one day I just may blog about my dancing princess.
Official hand shake from Mrs. Benedict. So stinkin' proud of that Emma Lillie. Best buddies forever - Emma P. and Emma L.
And last but not least, two very very VERY wonderful people, Mrs. Pilcher and Mrs. Benedict. These two ladies are saints in my book. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning I would drop my daughter off, leaving her in the hands of the "Yellow Zone". These two people took her in as if she was their very own daughter. They taught her many things....things I had no idea a preschooler would read, to write, to share, to laugh, to ask questions, to imagine, to explore, math, science and the list goes on. But most importantly, they taught her about God's love. We will forever be saying the "open and shut them" prayer before every meal.

To Mrs. Pilcher and Mrs. Benedict - Thank you, thank you... and thank you.... for taking such extrordinary care of my girl. After the show and graduation, Emma led the way back home where we continued the celebration with some dessert. We also were able to go through a very fun purple bag, signed by each student, full of the many projects Emma had created these last few weeks. Amazing. AMAZING. When did she learn all this? When did she grow up? Don't answer that.

A very fun evening for all. What a celebration. ....and this is just Pre-K? How in the world am I going to handle 13 more years of this? {sniff, sniff,}

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Say it ain't so...

..10 months old?!! yep, it's true. (The short one...we won't say how many months old the big one is.)

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


Dogs. Anyone who has ever had a dog knows the bond that can happen. Loyal beyond belief. Hank and Emma have that bond.

Every time Emma spends a night at a Grandparents house, Hank always spend the better part of the evening pacing in front of her bedroom and many times is caught laying in her room.
Last week, when Emma was sick with pneumonia, she sat up in bed in the middle of the night and began vomiting. Scared as any kid is at that time, she began crying. Hank was in the next room, snoring in deep sleep. But as soon as he heard Emma, he bolted in the bedroom with hair raised up on back and tail pointing straight up in the air. He immediately rushed to the bedside and put his front paws up on the bed and intensely was checking Emma out. He is such a protector.

I love their bond. I truly think kids learn so much from animals. Even more so, the friend you find in a dog.
Just a few pictures from the past that I would give anything to go back in time for, for just two minutes. My dog and my girl...pals.

Love love love you both. XO

Just listen...

Scroll down these pictures and see if you can hear anything. Pretty sure the neighbors did that day!

Praying the rain will end and many hours of sunshine will come back out so we can hear those crazy screams in the fresh air once again.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

High heals ain't made for mamas.

So a little behind here on the blog. Let's catch up, starting with last Sunday...Mother's Day. Scratch that...let's call it Mother's Week.

Sunday morning, in the middle of my shower, Emma comes flying into the bathroom shouting "Happy Mother's Day!" She was jumping, giggling and dancing around just like normal. ( Normal, this word will not be used anymore to describe the week.) She had a wonderfully wrapped present she had been working hard on at pre-school all week. Not being able to hold in the secret any longer she was eager for me to finally unwrap it.
It was also announced, while jumping, that Dad was taking us all to the Children's Museum after church to spend a family day together. Emma was crazy excited. Crazy crazy CRAZY excited!

And here it is, my so so beautiful vase handcrafted by my sweet Emma Lillie. Every color perfectly placed, and now the vase is perfectly placed in my kitchen. Love. it. to. pieces.

Time for church. Not only was it special enough to be "Mom's big day," it was also the day of which we had Hope dedicated during the Sunday church service. Everyone got all decked out, even good 'ol-wear-sweatpants-everyday-mom. Yep, that's right ladies and gentlemen, I put on a dress and even went as far as doing my hair, put on make-up and AND and wore heals. High heals...such a man's invention. Anyhow, service was great...well, must remember we are talking about an event that involves Hope.

First two seconds on the stage and she tries to pull the young boy's hair next to us. (And yes Colt's fans....that is retired "Hunter the Punter" holding his girl and his boy about to become harassed by our daughter.)
....but awwwwwwe....look at the God-centered beautiful moment when Adam got to read Jeremiah 29:11 as Hope was introduced.
However, as always with Hope, never a dull moment. This is me trying to hold her still in her ever moving world. Lovely how she is eating the dickens out of her nice sweater....but not as lovely as the three chins I'm sporting. And am I really flipping the camera and entire sanctuary of people off with my hand holding her leg? No, just trying to hold on to the bow that was in her hair before she decided to grab it out and throw on the stage floor. Notice Adam looking away as if he pretends not to know us....
...I give up, my arms can not contain her squiggly little body to try - Dad. Obviously, not anymore more successful than I holding her....
All the while, we were blessed to have Adam's parents come up and share in this occasion. Good thing too. We decided that since Emma was such a faithful part of bringing Hope into this world, we wanted her to wittiness the dedication of her little sister. She sat beside Grandma and Papaw, but midway through ended up curled up in a ball on Grandma's lap. Here is where Mother's Week all began....

Let's just cut to the chase. Emma ended up sitting with me in the foyer during the rest of the service...with a "puke bucket". Yep, that's right. And the fever to go with it. She turned into a rag doll and had to be carried. Here is where I realize high heals aren't made for mamas!

Anyhow, as the day progressed so did a very sick little lady. She got punier by the minute. After a sleepless night of vomit and fevers, Adam took her to the doctor's first thing Monday morning. Pneumonia. Poor poor Emma. So sick, so tired, so devastated she messed up visiting the Children's Museum, and so so so devastated she was going to miss her very first school field trip the next day to the zoo.

My heart was melting. I could not stand seeing my baby sick. Worst feeling in the world. All I could offer was holding a cold washrag over her forehead for the night and pray. Luckily after a second medication to hold in the first medication, she was slowly beginning to recover. Which brings us to Tuesday morning.

Hope is now coughing. She didn't sleep well that night before. By noon she had a 102 fever and also had one scared mama on the phone with the doctor. No time to waste, I was taking her in. So we all packed up and off we went to the doctor for the second day in a row. Upper respiratory infection she had. So now we have child #2 melting my heart.

But life must go on right? Right. Next comes Wednesday. After lunch I notice our dog sitting in the corner shaking. He was hot to touch and not looking good. He couldn't move well. Correction - he wasn't moving at all. Oh boy....oh boy. So I stayed up most of the night with him, trying to get him to drink, stay cool and be as comfortable as possible. Thursday morning could not come fast enough.

Thursday morning brought all us girls and the dog to the vet. A long, very long, hour and 45 minutes we spent there finding out that poor Hank has arthritis extremely bad in his back knees. Apparently he had bumped his back right enough to cause some severe inflammation. You must understand, Hank is my ultimate buddy..."man's best friend" doesn't do it justice.

Heart. melting. again.

We journey home. I carry in all my troops. Emma feeling much better, Hope missed a nap so a bit cranky, and Hank unable to walk. I carry his all 50 pounds in the house.....and throughout the day outside to go to the bathroom.

This mama is tired. By the time Friday rolled around all I had in me was....well, nothing. Miraculously, God gave me the energy to wash all the germ-infested-smelly-gross-me-out bedsheets, towels, pajamas, couch, you name it - it got cleaned. And there they sat. Those ridiculously engineered high heals. I'll pick them up, and put them away packed in their shoebox. Maybe get them out next year? Maybe not.Happy Mother's day to ALL you beautiful moms out there. But you know as well as I do, it isn't just a's just life.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Message from Hope Kaylynn

Hi everybody - it's me, Hope. I'm just hangin' out up to no good giving everyone a fun "Hello." Mom will be back at this blogging thing soon to tell you all about her Mother's Day adventures, I'm sure. But for now, you just get me! MWAH!

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Just the first of many adventures with Hope.

While Emma was at school today, Little Miss Hope and I ventured off to Whole Foods Grocery. What would seem like an ordinary trip to the grocery is no longer normal for me anymore. One word..."Hope."

Withing the past couple weeks, Hope has transitioned out of her carrier to the convertible carseat. While I am overly-thrilled to not have to carry that "pumpkins seat" as many call it, I didn't realize the new adventures that were embarking. See, now I have to carry Hope...just Hope...not buckles, no restraints, nothing. Nothing holding her still. And let me tell you she is anything but still.

There she is buckled in the front of the cart where children sit. She wiggles, reaches, and is in awesome amazement of this new world. Sounds adorable, huh? Not for mom! After turning her around, holding her down, holding coupons and a list, trying to read labels, and just the effort of pushing the cart, I felt like I was getting a workout! Then relief....ahhhhh, her bottle. That should keep her busy for a few minutes, right? Let's see...

Of course the nondairy yogurt that Emma loves is out of stock on the shelf. I ask this dear stock boy if he might have more in the back. He checks, and whoa-la, brings out a small case of twelve. I begin to put six of them in my cart as he begins to explain to me that if I buy the case I receive a 10% discount. (note: Apparently everything in Whole Foods can come in a case and if you purchase that number the register will automatically ring up a 10% discount. Brilliant.) So you know me...I jump on that deal! The gracious young man held the box case as I begin to put the six yogurts in my cart back in the box...I was taking them all!

In this process, Hope decides the many bags of produce in the back of the cart looks very appealing. So appealing that she manages to completely turn herself around while strapped in...leaned her head over the back of the seat, reaching for the greens...while stiffening her legs. All in a matter of two seconds that girl had her hinny in the air and went head first straight into the back of the cart landing on several bags of lettuce, herbs, and vegetables! Her little footed pajamas were just "running in the air" as she laughed and hollered. The poor stock boy helping me took one hand to grab one of her legs as he tried to balance the case of yogurt with the other. I managed to get one of Hope's arms as she went over and tried to pull her up as I was dropping the loose yogurts everywhere.

That's right...we caused a scene. Right there in the middle of the busy grocery. Child upside down in cart, yogurts rolling across the floor, and a poor stock boy who kept saying, "I don't know what to grab!"

As we get everything back in order, we laughed and Hope was proudly sitting back in the cart, turned the right way with a death grip on a bag of red leafed lettuce.

What can I say? Eventful, entertaining, yet exhausting that girl. Love her to pieces.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Family Easter - Part II

Two weekends + two Easters + two families + two egg hunts = twice the fun!
Easter part II was at Great Aunt Debbie and Great Uncle David's house, and great they most certainly are. Lots of cousins and wonderful weather topped it all off! Oh wait, there was a golf cart and Uncle Marcus too that helped entertain a bit. ;)
Once again, my photo addiction only presents just a few for you to see. Yes, I said "few."