Friday, September 30, 2011

Makin' a daddy proud

Nothing makes their daddy smile more than some cream and crimson accompanied by two of his favorite blonds. Let's hear for those Hoosiers.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Slowly getting back...

So now that the computer is "fixed" and back from the shop, it will no longer download pictures from my camera. And most of you know, I tend to take a few pictures now and then!
So until we are working is a funny for ya....
Driving Emma home from Kindergarten today, and she very excitedly shares with me that they wrote about their Grandpa (Papaw) in their journal. According to her, there was a sentence on the board and they were to copy it..."My Grandpa is________." And to fill in the blank, they had three choices: funny, handsome, or the best. Here was our conversation...
Me: What did you pick to finish the sentence?
Emma (proudly): Handsome!
Me: Awwww, is that because he looks just like your daddy and daddy is handsome?
Emma (curling up her nose at me like I was weird): No, I just had to pick something, and fast.
So there you have it Papaw. When in a hurry, you ARE the handsome one indeed!(This picture is from a year ago at the State Fair - a favorite of the dynamic duo.)

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

For nostalgia's sake

Happy last day of being five. See you tomorrow morning my sweet SIX year old. MWAH.

Monday, September 12, 2011


As if the events of 9/11 are not overwhelming enough to think about, thinking about the past ten years is astonishing as well.
My heart pours every image of that day. I knew no one from any of the tragedies, however when I see and hear the stories my heart sinks as if they were my closest of family.

Saturday was our town's fall festival. Outstanding parade. Of course, it was dedicated to the remembrance of 9/11. After the fire trucks, policemen, and ambulances cleared the street to began the parade, the crowd grew quiet. Very quiet.

A large American flag carried by a dozen volunteers, made it way down the parade route. For a moment it was if time stood still. No noise, no laughing children, no care about catching candy.

I look down at my 5 year old. There she stood beside her best buddy, Emma L. Both girls, eyes fixed on the flag with their right hands over their hearts. Beautiful.

As the flag marched past, the gentleman holding the last corner of the flag, leaned over and whispered "thank you" to the two girls.

Two girls, honoring something that is so huge they can't glimpse the impact of. But yet what they do understand is...well...I can't even find a word to best describe it.
So proud of those girls.
So proud of my country.

Friday, September 9, 2011

We're back.

Life happens. Sometimes fast. Too fast. And I am reminded, "We do not remember the days, but we remember the moments."

moment 38:
Computer virus? What?! UGH. Fine, take it away for two weeks. Whatever will I do without cyberspace? ohhhhhh ya, what we all did before cyberspace. what was that again?

moment 67:
Another 5K down. This time with my nephew and sister-in-law. The 10 year old whipped up on both of us. I'll catch him next time - watch out chachee.

moment 134:
Not what I had in mind when I asked Hope to help put the dirty laundry in the basket. That's gross, Hope.

moment 198:
Sewing sewing and more sewing. ( Taking a short break and my 5 year says, "Mom, when I'm a mom and have a baby will you still be making quilts, cause your grand baby will need one." Absolutely, Emma...absolutely!

moment 252:
Dear Hope, somethings look like a good idea, but turn out not to be a good idea.

moment 314:
Chrysalis. A word my kindergartner came home saying. Pretty sad when mom AND dad had to google it to find out what it was (and how to spell it!) Then just yesterday, she came home telling me that they let the Monarch was a girl because it didn't have spots. I think I'll take the kindergartner's word on this one.

moment 376:
Day with the cousins. 10, soon to be 6, 4, 2, and 1 years old....perfect combination for an afternoon of entertainment!

moment 429:
Picture day at school is serious stuff. Stunning, isn't she? Wow. Love that girl.
moment 598:
Being the calendar girl at kindergarten is way more serious stuff than picture day.

moment 612:
When your one year old decides she is invincible, just start praying immediately. 16 steps later, no bruises, no concussion, no abrasions, but one tired guardian angel.

And those are just a few of my moments. Amazed, tired, but at the same time so blessed. So.very. very. blessed.