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Monday, May 19, 2014

What a blur

The past few months really have flown by. I'm pretty sure I just finished wrapping Christmas presents yesterday, so how is it mid MAY already?? After the rush of Valentine's Day and Small's Birthday extravaganza, I had the hopes of things settling down a bit. Little did I know, things were just ramping up! We moved right into G's JV softball season with games at least twice a week. Toss in Diva's senior end-of-school events and some family health issues and BOOM! Here we are. 

My brother and I spent many a summer day at Mawmaw's (Mom's mom) apartment watching David the Gnome, Maya the Bee, The Elephant Show, and all the other fabulous 90s Nick Jr shows. Mawmaw had air conditioning AND cable! Two things we didn't have at home! We were living the dream!!! However, please note that this dream life had a mandatory outside break from 11:30-3 so that Mawmaw could watch her "soaps." During this outside time, we would play in the yard and be careful to avoid the 7,000 flowers planted all over the place! After Guiding Light, we were back in business with Hey Dude, Doug, and let's not forget the creepiest show ever, Are You Afraid of the Dark!

Earlier this year, Mawmaw had some serious health issues that needed a pretty serious surgery. It was scary considering her age and not-so-healthy body, but that woman showed us what she was made of! Not only did she make it through surgery, but she soared through recovery like a champ and was back home in no time! That's just how she rolls!

At the end of April, Mawmaw started to get sick again and was not doing well at all. I packed my bags...expecting a full recovery, but preparing for the worst. During my drive up, they moved Mawmaw from the nursing home to the hospital. Still, in the back of my mind, I was thinking "oh, good! The hospital. She does well in there. She'll be good to go in no time!"

Sadly that was not the case this time. When I got to the hospital that Sunday afternoon, she was heavily sedated and struggling for breath. My Mom and Aunt and Uncle had been there all day and the night before, so they agreed to let me spend the night while they all got some much needed rest. 

First of all, let me just tell you that nothing says 'hello, I'm a legit adult now' quite like spending an uncertain evening at the hospital with your sick Mawmaw. Secondly, the nurses came in and out every other hour, so there was no sleeping. Oh, aaaaand it was supposed to be a very stormy night! So, between my book, the weather channel, and lots of prayers Mawmaw and I made it through the night. 

Uncle Bruce came back to the hospital around 4:30 the next morning and while we were talking, her heart started to slow down and she peacefully passed away. It is like she was waiting on Uncle Bruce to get there so I wouldn't be there alone. From that moment on, I guess adrenaline kicked in and put me in task mode, because I'm not really sure how I kept going for two days with only a couple of naps at the hospital. 

This was the last picture we had taken of the four of us. You can tell by her sneaky little grin, that Mawmaw was feeling good that day and enjoyed seeing her great grand daughter, and it's that grin that I want to remember :)

We had a great week full of support from friends and family and lots of fun memories of Mawmaw, who was quite the Diva herself...back in the day! That next week Smalls and I went back to my parents' house to help out while Dad had a heart cath and Mom had a treatment. They are both doing well and hopefully everyone will stay out of the hospital now for a while!  

After about two weeks away, we're home and now in full swing graduation mode with Diva, so things have yet to slow down, but we're making it! I'm just taking things one day at a time and choosing to see the good in every situation and praising the Lord for all the opportunities He gives us to show us His Love for us. Thank you all for your continued prayers for our family. We are feeling them!

Friday, April 4, 2014

Smalls is WHAT???

I wasn't one of those women that ooo-ed and ahhh-ed over babies. 
In fact, I pretty much avoided babies at all costs. Simply viewing them from a distance with an appropriate 'Oh, how precious' so not to be thought rude

....And then this little girl happened!

Weren't we just at the hospital yesterday, ready to find out what this babe would be and feeling anxious over not having a name picked out yet? 

I mean, now she's trying to dress herself. She loves to sing and draw and her favorite color is blue. She can open doors and climb and reach the things that I used to be able to hide from her on the counter!!! She wants to "do it myself, Mom" and loves playing with my brushes, shoes, lip gloss and bras. 

 I can't believe my baby girl just turned two!

I was instantly smitten BUT didn't have the first clue as to what to do with a baby!! 
I feel like with a newborn, though, it didn't matter that I was clueless. Smalls didn't really know what was going on, and besides she slept most of the time anyways!

She didn't know what a hot mess I was and that I was just winging it until her instruction manual came in the mail.

Well, two years later and I'm still winging it. Except now she's starting to understand things a little more. She kinda knows what's going on...even when I do spell n-a-p.

She is full of personality and questions.
Questions that she believes I know, or should know, the answers to.

When she doesn't feel well, she thinks I can make it better.
My kisses have a new power that heals scraped knees and bumped noggins.

When and HOW did that happen?!?
(and can I have a better super power pa-lease?!?! One that cleans my house, weeds the flower beds...and cooks dinner! Thanks!)

I don't know... It is just funny.
You know, to be the responsible one. 

To clean up rather than run from explosive diapers, boogers, or other bodily functions.
To scold rather than laugh when she runs a fork full of spaghetti through her hair.

I guess what I'm getting at is that this is my defining moment.
This is it. I'm officially a grown-up.
It wasn't my first pay check, filing taxes or even mortgage payments and insurance.

Nothing says I'm a grown up like having a little human put her trust in you to keep her alive!
...and find her favorite blue tutu, or blue dress, or blue socks, or blue crayon...

So, having said all that, Smalls is two and we partied like all two year olds should...
Family, balloons, cupcakes, presents, and all your parents' friends!!! :)

(Good thing our kids are friends too! They're forced to grow up together so they might as well like it!)

One day he's going to regret fighting off all those kisses!!

This little diva was super excited about her 'real phone' and Molly the doll's baby gear!

The four wheeler was a big hit, but only if a friend pushed her so that she could text and ride!

All in all, I think Smalls enjoyed being the center of attention for the day.

After bed time we switched gears, put a 4 in front of the 2, and kept the party going grown-up style for Unca Sipper!

(Just to prove that Smalls is in fact a true two year old. What's a day without an emotional break down?)

It's her party and she can cry if she wants to!

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

A festive occasion

I almost forgot to share pictures from Husband's Famous Valentine's Dinner Date! 

He hosted a fabulous event as usual, and even Molly got to join in on the festivities. 

We had a smorgasbord of perfectly grilled fillets, chicken, asparagus, twice baked potatoes, and home made mac-n-cheese for the littlest of diners.  There was sparkling grape juice and even an ice cream buffet for dessert! Yum-o!!!

Unlike last year, I was determined to take photos before bed time!

This little girl loves her big sisters!

When trying for group pics...sometime you have to take what you can get!

I actually managed to get in a few shots this year too!

Now, what can I say about this man...?!? 
He goes all out each year on such a fun and fancy dinner for the ladies in his life, and it has turned into one of our most anticipated family traditions. He is a wonderful husband and a rock star of a dad!
He's kind of a big deal!

Thanks, Babe, for always making us feel so special! 
(Future husbands of our girls have a lot to live up to!)

Monday, March 24, 2014

Waist up formal

Hubs had a friend that turned the big 4-0 back in February so, to commemorate this joyous milestone, a small group of friends took a little weekend get away to a cabin in North Georgia. 

This is the back of said cabin...not sure why we failed to take one of the front?

Oh, wait! I know! 
Because the Birthday Boy commandeered my camera and had a fun little photo shoot with some of the other boys. 

Here's a little snippet of what I found when I downloaded my pics....


In reality though, it was the mack-daddy of all cabins. There was no 'roughing it' in this castle!

Just check out our dining room! This called for a SPECIAL birthday dinner! 
Formal, even!

The girls baked a homemade, from scratch, birthday cake!

And everyone had their own dish to prepare. 


Twice baked potatoes...

Fillets grilled to perfection...

And me? Well, someone had to document THIS!

I present to you....

Waist up formal.
(We were at a cabin in the middle of nowhere after all! Lets not get too crazy!)

Bow ties. Check!

Snazzy tops with pajama bottoms. Check!

My favorite knee-high house shoes? Duh, of course!

We rocked the waist up formal like no body's business!

The birthday boy even broke out his wedding vest and jacket for the special occasion.

This could go down as one of our best ideas ever!

It was time for the cake.
This was Vickie's famous recipe so we had to conference her in on the singing of Happy Birthday and ultimate cake presentation. 

To which the birthday boy (who is now dead to me) replied, 

"It looks like it was made by a bunch of girls that don't cook much....

...but it tastes good!"