More than a week

I absolutely can not believe it has been more than one week since I've posted.

Have I been super busy? Nope. Overwhelmed? Nope. Over committed? Nope.

I've just been caught up in living every single moment! Our week was delightful. Last weekend was delightful. Today was delightful.

I saw the sweetest kitten today. Kitten envy hit with a vengence. I MUST have a kitten. We have a large dog and we have had cats in the past. We swore we'd never have another cat.

But I'm smitten. I can't help it. I need a kitten. Since I can't have a baby, don't you think I should have a kitten? It's a very logical connection to me.

Can you help me convince H?

No Lie

H is watching his CHRISTIAN music videos.

M is dancing.

In heels and a tiara.

And then this conversation:

"Mama, watch me!"

"M, that's fantastic!"

She comes over to me.

"Mama, can I please take my dress off?"

"To dance?"

"Yes, Mama. I need to take my dress off. My back itches."

"Okay, I'll scratch your back, but you need to leave your dress on."

"But, Mama, I really need to dance with my dress OFF!"


Um... well...

I just pray she learns to keep her clothes on when she dances.

Breathing Deep

I'm so excited I can hardly stand myself!

In just a few short weeks, I'll be able to meet my favorite author, Vince Flynn at the Savannah Book Festival. This is big stuff, people. Big STUFF.

*deep breath*

*deep breath*

*deep breath*

I'm not sure I'll be able to utter a single syllable to him. Authors are better than movie stars.

Way better.

I wonder what I should wear.

I wonder what I should say.

I wonder what he'll be like in person.

*deep breath*

*deep breath*

Good thing I've got a few weeks to worry about this!

Scary Moment

M and I had a wonderful day at home. Both schools were closed in honor of MLK.

Both of our bedrooms were complete messes, so we decided to help each other clean. (Please read: I cleaned, she watched TV or told me what to do. It was delightful.)

This afternoon we decided to go for a walk around the neighborhood. As I was looking for my shoes, I heard a strange noise on the stairs and raced around the corner.

To see M going head over heels (literally) down at least half the staircase. I don't think I've ever been so scared in my life. I saw her neck bend at a strange-ish angle and her legs flopping around like a ragdoll. My feet turned to cement and I couldn't move. Then I was flying down the stairs to her. I have never been so thrilled to hear her scream and cry. She was fine. Scared, but fine. It took me quite a few more minutes to get over it.

We did end up enjoying a very nice walk.

A few funnies

Goodness gracious, what a week!

I'll be posting our daily pictures on our Project Life site in a while. Feel free to stop by and catch a glimpse of why I've been away. Life at it's fullest, for sure!

Here are a few M funnies for you:

"Mom, do you want to lick on top of my germs?" (As she's offering to share her chocolate sucker with me)

Whispering to wake me up: "I need to brush Sophie's hair." (In the middle of the night, no less!)

M was all dressed for church this morning. When we got to church, she panicked and needed to change her into her princess shoes. I'm trying to let her assume a little more responsibility with her wardrobe, so I let her change her shoes in the car. As we were climbing the stairs, someone commented on her fancy princess shoes. She responded, "Yes, I'm wearing high heels to church just like Mommy. We're dressed up for Jesus."

"Mama. Daddy just wants me for my ba--dee." WHAT?? I let it go.
A few days later, "Mama, Mocha just wants me for my BA--DEE. Daddy just wants me for my ba-dee." WHAT??
"M, where in the world did you hear that? That's not appropriate for you to say. You're a little girl."
"Mama. You're so silly! I'm just talking like Mater in the Cars movie. He said his friend just wants him for his BA--DEE."

MBS: Imperfect

I love this cake, in all it's imperfection. It's melty and gooey. But it's full of heart and love. From a wife and daughter to their favorite guy ever.

For other MBS, visit Tracey.

Party Time

This was a big weekend for H. Friday was his 40th birthday. He was able to meet his poker buddies Friday evening. M and I made him a cake and took it over there. We sang happy birthday and ate a piece of cake.

Saturday evening was the big night. We had nearly 35 friends here to celebrate with us. Our home and our hearts were full as we saw how many people love H. We certainly missed some friends and family who couldn't be here. But it was such a special night. I'm so thankful that so many people were able to come. (Thank you, Donna, for taking these pictures for me!)

H got the first taste of fondue, his choice for dessert for the party.

H hamming it up with special "Over the Hill" sunglasses.

Thank you, everyone, who was here to celebrate with us and those that called with sweet wishes. We love you all so much and are so thankful for your role in our lives!