Sunday, October 31, 2010

Live-Blogging Halloween








How's the Pumpkin Carving, Faith?

It's good. Good and yuck. It is really disgusting.

And David just mentioned something about carving Hello Kitty's mouth?

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Finally, Fall


First Fall Color on the Pear Blossom Tree



And so it goes

Monday, September 27, 2010

The Moment I Knew I Had Lost My Mind

Yesterday, Davis and I were running football plays in the playroom. Davis was Mark Ingram, and I was the rest of the Bama offense and we were in the wildcat formation.

David said, "Maybe Davis could be a quarterback."

I said, "I don't think he has that kind of mobility."(?!)

And David said, "He's not even two."

Some of that jumping up and down I did during the game this weekend must have knocked something loose.

Faith went a little crazy this weekend, too. Or so she says. She attempted to swing on the monkeybars after I told her not to go near them. She was punished by life via gravity with a fall and a very, very minor (thank goodness) injury. Later I was talking to her about how important it is to listen and OBEY us, particularly since many of our commands are meant to keep her safe.

She said, "Mama, right before I did that my mind went very blurry."

An insanity defense is not going to work when witnesses have already testified that the last thing you said before the crime was "Hey, look at me!"

Monday, August 23, 2010

Wow.

Today is Faith's first day of kindergarten!?


We have been talking about this day for a long time. But somehow it was still difficult to part ways at the classroom door. Difficult for me, anyways. Faith was totally fine.

For all of Faith's first days of school I have gone to atlanta bread, so I continued the tradition this year and took my date there. Nothing gets you over my-big-girl-is-not-my-baby-anymore like the current little guy loving all over you. He is always thrilled to have mama to himself, and today he lounged all over my lap and hugged my neck to his little heart's content. It was a little too PDA. But who cares. These days fly.