tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12225276678658525072024-02-19T12:10:53.700-06:00Sweet MondaysUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-78606592728717922922024-02-11T14:50:00.001-06:002024-02-11T14:50:32.957-06:00Love That DogCase did his reading fair project on Love That Dog by Sharon Creech. I hope he wins! He worked really hard! Notice his own poetry š<div><img id="id_5ec5_8d5a_8644_6135" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1AFdB8-yr12LTPerzoh5caN5isRHXhuaJ" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 500px; height: auto;"><br><br><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-81165289932997761062024-02-02T07:18:00.001-06:002024-02-02T07:18:48.705-06:00Basketballā¦ and more Basketball!Case got to go to an Ole Miss practice! He had a blast!<div><br><img id="id_6b84_ad09_530f_6202" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1ZWQD2lMftgXwt8bdshX7JvCDstP2-m0W" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_b027_267_2ee8_eb63" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1H0WTu6t8py52lj9-8T3He7uqDqlv_uVP" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_11bf_a68b_bfa3_c3c8" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1TEiceT5f7sIypt9mD7jQYjGYihfFZWfc" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_7b87_a71b_4f38_c3b5" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/14e2k5mwi8I896rV9sCuAhnViyv0h3eN6" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>And Anna and Carolineās JV team made it to the District tournament! Caroline didnāt get to play, but Anna played a little in the play-off game. </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_7f90_fc50_6eec_be3" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1rwXzdCX3jP8NBin-ur_RbWTsFI1WRIgH" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_e2ab_2e34_ef64_8d16" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1014GDe48r2qoPV7QvyiAzfPbjjW7WStg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_3881_edbb_aa7b_408b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1rW7srtWoeS8Y5t7jkjaom-eM1Fo-VD-C" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_445_205b_2d1b_bb7d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1q6XrDy1YvAH4rpy11c0Lu_39cKwOh5Sp" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_2b57_68c0_8611_e35b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Amun7CqH0s0a6L8zsOW4pjY2z206W_zy" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>They won playoffs! Headed to Championship to play West Memphis. </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_490_aeaf_a116_4764" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1jFn4LysDAA1bf5_PFDYZiPmY8KQj0xA7" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_c9e4_3afd_b1ab_9d89" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1AMcidJLLYgWLALHNI7-g47zOAg5IbccD" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>That game was a hard-fought battle, but WM ended up winning by two points. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-24287547323240809032024-01-22T07:36:00.001-06:002024-02-02T07:22:16.992-06:00Still HomeJan 22<div>We are on day 8 of being homebound with snow and ice! I havenāt left the house at all, and I somehow got super sick. Iām finally feeling better and can get up and do some things around here! The kids have been having fun in the snow, playing laser tag, doing puzzles, having spend the nights, watching movies, cooking, and sledding. Me? Iāve been in the bed for 4 days- reading!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_3eb1_b9a2_321b_1c1f" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1orqUKEbTX9GRUoMw1_w-Ckmo2Zhx8EHC" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_e981_691f_867a_6402" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Dh-PZ3rSwlbpeeINdj-WTZBs_NUzVQN8" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_1397_8606_423_5ca" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Lt6wEX2MW9IuogNA62F3XudpofUwUYmc" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_3de3_b8d6_1b9d_5c9c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/14FF7g_-Z9HwHL79FNrPEs558qAp5Oc0m" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_9b60_e45e_b26c_e4d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/13oyObkQh4NuqrgjGrFUMUgVO3DIUIPu1" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_55d8_7e5d_5b8d_4d53" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Kc1nW-yaOPgABHODABgkqrw6x0EO7aJt" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-19480036249601704612024-01-17T08:57:00.001-06:002024-01-17T08:57:56.971-06:00Snow Days We are snowed in! I love a good snow dayā¦ not that I go out in it much! My favorite part is being home with the family. The girls are forced to hang with their mom! Ha!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_bb73_ddb8_576a_bd44" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQJXEHJLomPJO6eE_NuR5k0dxDzChpB2BLgDCvS3XsfhkH-8jRUXkjizOqpoIczMxJ4u77Ef_D-J2LsGURaBP7D1uRq1Q" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>Movies and Nintendo. PlayStation and TV shows. Booksā¦ thatās only me, but Iāve read a ton. Itās been relaxing and fun! </div><div><br><img id="id_d7b5_b86f_ac72_15d2" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQxgqkP7_L99_cysbjkW0c9C0QXUJau5zjG-xihIsqZbz1p2bN1jopmh2nVwdw-km3Tjz-0QgjJISok4swRNOgjD8xQTg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>To hang with Case, you have to go outsideā¦ which I didā¦.once!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_14c8_7938_bad1_67d7" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQexflz7jYXYyfACOZLd27AWCX9vxETF9w5RRjIe3Cm7QgddSxzMWBnT2SH-BYTCiSRsB9BOv5_N9JgphT-NndgStB4" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>Today is day three of being home!! Iām not sure what we will doā¦but weāll be together, and thatās my favorite part!! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-61615733121493743032024-01-14T18:31:00.001-06:002024-01-14T18:31:20.157-06:00Living in a college townWhen you live in a college town, itās constant entertainment! For instance, Case and his buddies got all painted up on a Wednesday night to cheer on the Ole Miss basketball team! (Heās the L.)<div><br></div><div><img id="id_51b9_c328_dc5_6fa7" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTwXgAldq0eoohCXHGo5kzYyef7Zgn25gEWtqkS13UwGu5hlz44ZnDgv3JEPSSVFxG2tkGqGrm3hp1q7ONrelySwKa_BA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_ada1_1a81_380f_dce" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSYoIsYk69Z9fyS008Wzx8Pr9Q2CGT2mFM5TtishkNcpCoI8A2rZtUweY-uKE3Ld2EC4eybRnfsknd06dIsaotYVnTGLw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>They had a blast and really helped get the place hyped up!! <span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">They were on the Jumbotron a ton, and I saw them on tv several times! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span></div><div><img id="id_f79e_bc42_2ef6_1bf5" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQwKtNwSvRJUaxmd-hu4YCVJ_0EfM51uSsRPrKPVxVMuiKcwnQYHQv4w4qCRp4EKqa-z9UgVY9HdQEl4QbgtSNVjBd1" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_fb0d_1ee1_3e45_e857" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYT1OrwZFtmDTt1cqClw1-CTMcgupU5hf7Jyynv0KxsD3iTtB2_a-DffS74oGazA895UWZJNChwV_jLI6ygYQq77Hd3yng" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">And, as if that wasnāt fun enoughā¦</span> the next day, people started sending me this wanted poster off the teamās Instagram page. </div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Turns out, the team loved all the hype and have invited them to come to a practice one day!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span></div><div><img id="id_d7e7_3f5_e3a8_b2e4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQx-yCUtpEorAUT3bBITklsrRfVUjFr-p6azOklIrwVKok2rxaKJJK4ra2aMbO-uloDioSwzO0X2Rd75W6ZgtkAfJe3WQ" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">No one can convince me that living in a college town isnāt the best place to grow up!! </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-47542251374533742682024-01-08T19:49:00.001-06:002024-01-08T19:49:46.075-06:00My second twin..Most everyone knows that Iām a twin!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_d1a9_c805_1f55_df4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSQ1eUZaijEwSYqXtAaDcyVsFBnt5pwO_OZihcF5xqsPJ-s6lGn4C6HwaIToMPLmB2H2ecsvQbSReNKX2UDvH0kzO7Q" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>But, did you know I have a second twin?! </div><div><br></div><div>Sarahās little-bit, E! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_a672_31ff_34f3_8069" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYT5dCl6GzeX12gjOZHQbIiZr1bJfE5LpoPvTilVByBuhc3faXUwQ3fokt3PHd7KCMVU7Ww2eJDvGLqhB1s8MQ1rw1zvsg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_bf5f_d1de_3c57_9dd" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQqkHcCyldVkHeHJIyemKIMbQ0b_OrTEgpXIcIFjkpbv6U5keoLxQw_Ce4Zlg_8uTA8wfsOQQo0YVChuAPJDkULoxqO" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>I was looking at this picture of me the other day, and itās crazy how much it looks like Elizabeth!! She acts like me tooā¦ weāre stubborn and funnyā¦ and totally lovable. Not to mention, we both love a good costume!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_57bc_db1f_242c_81b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQEqQ9_Ea6MyfaBSAbEPMexMyNX4IlhcYZpKXme4UYNj16M8RR0QBDdE_qsW6O6TPlroVBp0mzYJmllFcLrwaCf-js2Rw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_deea_6b7d_778e_e987" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQvEtnRQ8oqTNVBPzAXZQLAjbEED-yKSnIosPoMV9RcqVI7cybdonulZISvwW5sCyRtbse-LLYo7dNqnLcZOaiat-6h" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Sheās my little look-alike buddyā¦.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span><img id="id_52ae_9717_a508_cd71" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSOZKEMOWAXEVFPPrTKJsLIXk4KqT3Rqkk-CzIxUh_rRXfs-6A-X6NQrbSghpOmZbvSJaYw_PpYK1vRDpzBkmQeaws-5A" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span><br><img id="id_4abf_7fe6_5999_d471" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRL6ruajNSGP7sGijoD_JaJ_EG_tU_cvpsF5WCMR258VxKUIQqNDLpBcCCYgKd6ZAT_D645mLSC3gu-3dzFbGYY1_lFWw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>Andā¦ obviously, we are gonna have some fun times together!!! š</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-83845730724591909342024-01-08T19:25:00.001-06:002024-01-08T20:05:20.448-06:00Turner Family ChristmasWe always love to have the Turners for Family Christmas. This year was a little late, and it was a small crowd But, it was just as fun as always!! <div><br></div><div>Most of us adults avoid Paulaās camera- ha! She gets some good ones of th kiddos, though! <br><div><img id="id_93fa_753_774_113" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTXXBL95Uvhncz_4V6fMiU2hrodBTfCmPUeRburYECPAKZMubHKUtydiix6vVab4swBkNZ4kWj1U4Kjmrq9iZy3nqJ7Bg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_284a_b3e4_f215_505e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRxF_CynuLNDCvfgVfNXEWLFYuLo3Pw_NKtd82Pkkyf2idGQB5h-OwK8coTlLwCeCa3fs4Zc0hENfEvcewYOra1HFoblA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_e368_e227_321f_fffd" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQd0fAxP9CouQwRQNFb7SZhij9TKD_S57fsY2TCVGBEELCJo-Gx3N_zifNqoEfXEecmqdRt99nR_GGgW8wssWU00ILc0g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_1704_d6d3_3133_8416" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQjcu1ON4Xy0UhSL0vTmuhtxNBtbu4JtWWt9qE-XHqQsydabuaRw-2p94q92SvJhW7VPR_9zlTxbZRqFaqgc9b69oF8Cw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_48ff_3d9a_5012_f72" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQoxL6ZXrjr847LN4hWDyNGmt72ufBU3lleM3_iv9SYjNjVF9x56PclWwGEL7kCwCE5gxG-zDx3rPXG4NphPEMpe0sPVg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_ad43_82c5_a64_2659" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYS2ynZ7rkNV4XNfuj4meoV3-CReodKGjO8O8y-ThpinLS2DRH7rqRiAz2aa0PwGht8h7zhSBEFnFV1mvuWLOdmYvZXUxA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_d776_5866_7395_39ff" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQBYxaX46Ati9VnWBIXNMHgGWRs9jvIlaNJkl08HaFnzUBWJ0xO25yehoKctpz46SjJQS2vx_2HeSdBj4s4tWnuY2JVxA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_a92b_f6b8_3ae4_67cb" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQJsHrtcTK47J0kFlcU19FxglqSKeaxvMNLiAhIVrFIs7mnE37yHzoWulH6U7bR9aDxUE4qnyv4DP5RjM5bsHdmDw_EIg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>They all had a blast!!! And, the adults did too!! </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-35482163702426604182024-01-04T20:18:00.001-06:002024-01-04T20:18:51.766-06:00Texting PrankThis family is a joke family. We love some good pranks and āscare-warsā around here. Tonight, at dinner, Anna was telling us that last night she got in bed and after a solid few minutes, Case popped up singing, āLetās get this party started!ā Apparently it scared Anna to death. Then, we talked about the time she did that to me and scared me to death. But, little did she know, that time, I had revenge planned! <div>I stole her phone one day and hacked into her auto-correct. I made it where every time she tried to text āidkā it would type āall I really know is my mom is the bestā. </div><div><br></div><div>This is the text thread between her (blue) and her friend, Katherine. It still makes me laugh!</div><div><br></div><img id="id_8515_defa_c569_b09e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRVvyGw93j0LQeFP14TaO42RZsn2ugWNdC16pf49_XW2BKIa2d8w2CIlFaSgnfXtRGQYELkqq9M4ig_PGKOn2WKFGeZwg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_a588_d19e_5e4d_1ca9" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQJdufhfF39WDaTCSV9b5v-jLK4jGfhRHjNW_nQDWMjAeK-gWGSshKXCUqxFHXXuO3glJhF-J8wgS5Rvzc8Z2RXwhTRZw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div><br></div><div>Little did she know I also switched kk to say, ābut you should know I think my mom is hilarious!ā</div><div><br></div><div>This is the conversation she and I had via text once she started figuring it out!! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_986d_3d23_d6cf_3f6b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQk9hHLFANJHnlRD4-TTY8yLhBnygxVUuSJRVLrY3wMpZgl1LuUq9D_8jN9SmkN8TX6XmD0al5bcr8ayJD4iTnSIlg88Q" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>Haha! Quite possibly my best prank ever!!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-31822385263497541352024-01-02T20:16:00.001-06:002024-01-02T20:27:04.350-06:00Basketball <span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">The girls are both playing basketball for the school this year.</span><div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span></div><div><img id="id_99d4_cfb5_27e0_134" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQOndClZuOnILgOxdZ8IJ5_jXSYa7QbkN7NroafDVmOrehXUl1v3Tw6vRqyKba36tLy48PBpCR_DJEC-munP-BYgRKg4Q" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_5849_3b8c_cac2_dc91" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRrm6SE1F6OWk5MOSRRe3TSBhfu5gQq_A2DhzAo6IjSpltCuUvWFziLnip4pT_mhuQDClF1PIp__f_-uv5h-5K_6Cok" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_2644_f35_b485_ba79" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSHXFrnbAxYtNOGQe3cabe22tqQGFMTqbX_nRxCIoyz-nZa7YCnUc2ZzgLKg5TgU1EK-3MZu6y7VgL5omGLGCi-KmA53g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>While they are two hours away, Case and I rigged up our own basketball goal for a game! His buddy, Miles came down and shot some hoops! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_3ba6_28dc_8a2c_dad8" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSHsqBlTlygJmA-4dsWSBLn9nuMsK5iSNIAXWrC43LMbNQEf42fbmhjoVlyKVypPNrF_-2NCWlyv9Tkb7xsW1mBlNWR3g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>Itās about 14ā too high, but- it was still a blast! </div><div><br></div><div>But- probably not as fun as making it on the jumbo tron and meeting Brakefield! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_c768_3ef8_1f0d_b48d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYScxWV9vVPIUFMHyjBW1NNsEII9HTkXscpiLJ9R_a5ixZX-qxkhxYDFkG5bUDyL2Xko-VDOaWMBOpb4KWIni1uF9QprSQ" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><br></div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_1b1_2fea_f681_c95e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTJS3RyP3soZqs8P0HEexf--apqLhcPCx56COJ236L91QXHgun0bBcjZTwK9jQnkvyubi0egZpkttj_l9ndgBr5I-zp" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_3228_dabc_a894_6c2d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYT5W3bGWPuNEvHv-3NvtUP1D9XGZMQHHcwdlSVHOQCmQn_tmSuZ3wNJJwLnBtLYuQ1Jgq8ygpQ4xJNiVnJGx8Ck_Zbs4g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>We are living all sorts of different basketball over here and loving every minute of it all!! </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-33719450534744276832024-01-01T13:28:00.001-06:002024-01-01T13:28:55.286-06:00Christmas Cards- The Lost YearsI think the best way to recap our ālost yearsā is to do a Christmas Card review. Soā¦ <div><br></div><div>2017-</div><div><img id="id_be52_5645_7e27_1e26" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTHzRvwUDqc1GqkZDoxNbJpL7c2vy2dNMq90qfoZqar8Skg4FRqzj1ffaKD-xgtlLv0SDxIcbIoBXYcjiTToYnXRP66SA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_b9b8_fe19_ef18_ca00" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQ0LqoCSvVDX-WyBrJRIaFLBpaQPYgOryAX0_WRYNeXNE0PWJJa7arXiVoxBKHs9V5xAObLTcRw8Ec1-hegwAyfk9FX5A" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2018</div><div><img id="id_a6bf_2623_d9d8_998c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTzbBh2bT-2lsv4bEhprAU1RMiBpNHIwi_JReSJyD1KCKynjNLpgjRHDCI3dbdWE85QcOHQj8NKlmgWDgVCTC4UIxjMOA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_f81d_f718_4d3e_649" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQSPhRXKP8T7uG2NMltvabJRF5Uy2TlqzFJ1h475RUhe5IXWlELWDMVqD4KsIwqVAuFkzFxopuRN5nwb-swh4P3B6V0IA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2019</div><div><img id="id_af2b_f1cb_7900_9b1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRmpj30yhOpnKmtnLpvLOZ9aVM9MGqT4YJ3vk_vMWlvVZr3rlfHfFwxIcWi1SwAriXXba_FzYHwEoJP43XAMU_UZp6Z2A" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2020</div><div><img id="id_e1ae_c6f4_7039_bba2" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTlB-5N2rbOJVTxetqW-qVrQee7JNk1af8mY7zSaWM_22uW7PmLBjsG9DByXq5KMCpoKttkdGOd916z42L4FZsyWNyT" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2021</div><div><img id="id_3c35_7db1_f3fa_7387" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYR6cprj0jJfae6TeXJv8Z-qS4Q_jRZpHbodv-6T6eUW-efBMNYAh2QIG6C8DowoeknOFfKwv7IguhdMyGy0PmN1S1D7ew" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_a2ad_c20d_313e_16d8" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSSb5w8JoN1HF2xYKyc1mZsc_URZCyzqWxqhIApaIjH9Dg5qIBWLoiVtj4yHFgBzw9ccuGf6xNBZCNBx_7KIIJr4YDlaA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2022</div><div><img id="id_aa05_c1e7_e0ca_ffb4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYT39ucRmPb8MQUsryi2cuG5aMnY6iU6OJ0kRrNw4GtO5gaucxm5p-_2NbxhNugxr-28xbGCtQ6FOgdHsK19yYnjv5Gfgw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_5d83_2203_53a9_28c1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQVt-Hltp0V-BY_swfXiA_eNptEOZNCgLWICJITmMzNm8gU5XckyQRbfG01um764LvzxEM5oONE8pnAI-2xGkNjMq9EpQ" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>2023</div><div><img id="id_80d3_382d_818b_faf" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRNbdqvylTgDz1qAASC7x_YesLCGqn-7Sr0mnUKr4zDYpG_kR-9qatOkxpNS5qAisNQOhBH6v4bhgGMzPkaB11MQJBDvw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_37ba_5436_8b8_5d1e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQrkH2OdKnwHTCtsd6SZw1z7QV7d-vVsKOpUWnqOGEY0Fy5RIehz3Pd9xMSN2abWSkB6uCqupoQyZlw_4lv3sTZKCzh" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><br><div>Hereās to a Happy 2024!!! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-80923520768943246392023-12-31T12:29:00.001-06:002023-12-31T12:31:44.200-06:00Ending 2023For Christmas, I gave Casey this blog printed into books. I didnāt realize how much my kids would love them, but seeing them reading, laughing and remembering the past was extra fun and special. Soā¦ Iām going to attempt to keep up the blogging. <div><br></div><div>I had 1,100 posts. It made 8 volumes. Basically encyclopedias of the first several years of kids. </div><div><br></div><div>Things got crazy once I went back to work, and blogging became a lost art. Iām going to try and continue documenting our days/weeks so the kids will have our āyear-booksā to look back on. </div><div><br></div><div>We are ending 2023 with a bang.</div><div>Took the kids to the Peach Bowl with our Golden Squad. </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_db3c_d40c_8bff_b8d1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYSqS4nt4gvat65OLH-9VG9gI4En71cIbuddiywsJZRo10jw69DmUmG9eCwW25gLPLKknlVEi1w0F3IBu_4ZkugsXVkTDA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>The game was a blast! Ole Miss won, and afterwards Case got to meet up with some players!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_3cc0_bba4_2066_b434" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYTDdYdgusJY9vFM0_aIjLbjgNh67BFxtnTup0FkjqgSRBaXAsiQx0F0L8eB3a5RJgllZazNQoguZSw2knX2IBgUNOQF-Q" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_c637_c432_7642_9c6" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYRmaA6CwyvtUUphGyj1tRuUtCriXaClPXtAbTWoNoaZu71zcXPMbrund59cRUcQGCVuywZJUWJr--iWQNwqTrMHs0Pk8g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>This one with Caden Prieskorn (MVP of the game) was his highlight.</div><div><br></div><div>The highlight of my weekendā¦ running into one of my favorite people on the planet-</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_8cce_8ca3_a007_82d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/drive-viewer/AEYmBYQpdxxdaC3tASpIrvyNmvoeE_hPxdsZSOo3UIbnoQ8wQ6DNzWqkVtk4_FgR8cfo9lpbWSJubTqIL8mtlYsIQ0KySX2ZoA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>I havenāt seen Quinn in years! We laughed just thinking of the funny times we had with Steno! Great memories!!</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-34058000664005644372018-04-05T20:01:00.001-05:002018-04-05T20:01:40.613-05:00Another Case Conversation He keeps me laughing!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_5760_4fa_3aa_a7d9" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQECdQomkymtLJp5ytEmgby_5RwIrN95yKXCMLtfhYAYajgrSpw6Nz8Qj-vKMe-UAD3HqGx3wtUMN4JVwdJ3mHWIvcMzUyPUwlS6xuQa_5zVAla8RjC7zt9MV5QSKUIU14wDdaX78vVaqC/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><div><br></div><div>The other night I woke up to blood curdling screams, and before my eyes were even opened all they way I had sprinted up the stairs and into Caseās room. Even though I seemed to have skipped five steps at a time, by the time I got in there Sista-Mom number 1 was at his side tending to Caseās every need.</div><div>Apparently he had fallen head first down the crack between his bed and the wall. When Anna arrived he was in the middle of a stuck and sleepy fit. When I arrived all was back to normal, but Case Still landed a more secure spot downstairs in my bed for the rest of the night. </div><div>So, with that event in mind as I was tucking him in last night, I suggested that he scoot more towards the middle of his bed. He looked at me with the biggest tearful little eyes and questioned me. āThe middle?!?!ā He asked, as if it was the most outlandish suggestion on earth. I said, āyes! So you donāt fall again tonight.ā</div><div>With this he started to cry and said, āI canāt sleep in the middle! I toot towards the middle of my bed every night!ā</div><div><br></div><div>Yes! I kid you not! I canāt even make this stuff up! He will kill me one day for writing this, but I never want to forget he said that! I died on the inside and though āWHAT IS WRONG WITH MEN??ā But, I knew I couldnāt laugh at him right then. He was dead serious! I just said, ābuddy! If you canāt sleep in the middle because of your toots, then I suggest you get all your pootān out before you get in the bed!ā</div><div><br></div><div>What am I going to do with this kid????</div><div><br></div><div>By the way- the picture is from church a couple of Sundays ago, I can only hope the people around us are soaking in the message better than me - - - but, I know he is getting it, so I let him be!! </div><div><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-41778270480016026482018-03-04T20:33:00.001-06:002018-03-04T20:33:05.452-06:00The boy redeems himself!<img id="id_ac9f_1911_6f19_a764" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2bf_DzN0ivCpRUS2yMdkX8BF2BnXnCtaT97XZdGPgiuPriZKLIcCSbqYMgV2i1N9hbOOMnjtjRbE46FZpqa-NRRCFtwWyOplSeTbi_zKYa7mbP2GRWr1AUtf3_qQvviH9TYEC0FZXnyAi/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br> <div>This sweet boy gave me chills!! </div><div><br></div><div>Driving down the road (remember this is when Case does his deep thinking), Case all of the sudden says, āmama, I donāt ever want to be nailed to a cross!ā</div><div><br></div><div>āI donāt think you will be, buddy! That only happened a long time ago!ā</div><div><br></div><div>āNuh-uh!! I know a little boy that was growin up to be a king, and before he got growd good people nailed him to a cross!ā</div><div><br></div><div>Before I can say anything Caroline pipes up and says, āWas it Jesus?ā</div><div><br></div><div>Case looked at her real puzzled and said, āyou know him too?ā</div><div><br></div><div>It was the sweetest little thing!! Then Anna, Case and Caroline went on to have the most precious little conversation about Jesus, and how much he does for us!! </div><div><br></div><div>It is THESE conversations that I never want to forget! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_4e0f_fadb_1299_cf35" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Z5z3pSKKpRar6wkPcII0qSD72guCJyWAvctc7hueYRa_AeRfCoAP5C4-g7r4OnQ1T9B-gG8lpMTt_18t0uSJdrrq2eFP4UC04Cv0y4A80NxHRk72gpaB8gwGOubDgdvWXmr8IAXOmt57/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>(An oldie but goodie of my three angel loves!)<br><br>AND their sweet childlike faith (that I need a spoonful of daily)!</div><div><br></div><div>Tonight Case prayed his nighttime prayers, and the. at the end he added- ā...and God, can you come back with Jesus? Then we wonāt need a sunshine and it wonāt get dark at night!ā</div><div><br></div><div>I thought that was adorable! He may only be four (almost five), but he is absorbing so much at his little school where Christ is the center of his education, and Anna and Caroline are too! </div><div><br></div><div>Every day! Itās relationships they receive at school- not just knowledge! Relationships with Christ, and Christ-centered relationships with others- plus knowledge beyond anything I could ever imagine learning at their ages!! </div><div><br></div><div>Okay- that is my one cent ad for Regents, but I do love it- and I LOVE the sweet whispers of the Holy Spirit I hear every day coming out of the mouths of my three littles!! </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-51695600729817819342018-03-03T20:37:00.001-06:002018-03-03T20:37:50.372-06:00(Backup) Liar, LiarCaseās nose should be as long as a telephone wire!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_c932_e308_cff_ee34" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlBKZDvfeTVdJ2pRKUYs0F5nEs4IiL0QPw8biPNDLAq21HOP7LGXmwTCoDmvgbIwc_v3XeQ_NxLOx6cJgR4wgf2EVnUEB0Nq0l7YCKEib_m1ffNkfpVpKsYgZMr6j0F2_puEZj5UAge3s7/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>(Picture taken around Halloween)<br><div><br></div><div>Yāall! He makes up everything! If you follow my Instagram or Facebook you most likely saw his thread of bedtime videos...saying he was scared of nails falling on him in the night-he is NOT! Heās scared that the ceiling fan will fall on him because it did in the old house-He is NOT, and it did NOT...etc, etc, etc! </div><div>He has always been our little joking prankster, but this may take the cake!! Last night we were walking into a Mexican restaurant, and we passed a lady coming out as we were going in. Without missing a beat Case looks at the random stranger, puts BOTH his hands up as if he were about to be arrested and says, āumm- I have the chicken pox!ā</div><div><br></div><div>What?!?!?!</div><div><br></div><div>I pull his hands down in a New York minute, āWhat?!? No you donāt!!ā Look at the lady with my eyes bulging out of my head as it swivels back and forth saying āNo, he doesnāt!ā Back at Case. āNo you donāt!ā Back at the lady -āI have no idea what just happened! He has never had chicken pox.ā She starts laughing.ā āI had no idea he had ever even heard of them before!ā Case is laughing, Iām dying! I said, āCase!! You cannot joke about Chicken Pox!ā</div><div>āHow come?ā </div><div>āBecause youāll scare people to death! Itās like telling them you have the stomach bug or something!ā</div><div>āOh- hahaha! Okay!ā</div><div><br></div><div>Yāall!!! What am I going to do with him???? </div><div><br></div><div>He is a nut- my little nutty acorn nut! </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-84882093298213585112018-01-28T18:54:00.001-06:002018-01-28T18:54:05.246-06:00School Lunches Made Easy!<img id="id_4431_c28c_e814_89d0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCny5t67msGvQP9Q081pBYXozDllsvBP_rZg84r9iHPh-BTrBcBqOeecn7QkokHCtfhLRIVsInVeULzAE_TRRfGReS9EtSiG5P3Yn3qEQsABdfADYFRIXC_uiGHAz_Gj8d1G888lMrycCM/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div><br></div><div>I cannot take credit for this amazing idea, but I can attest to the fabulousness of it!!</div><div>If you have school lunches to pack, I strongly suggest giving this a go. I literally get up and throw a āpocketā into each lunch box. My fridge has a draw for the refrigerated items too. </div><div>It takes about 45minutes of prep-work on the weekend, then boom- youāre done! The weekās lunches are ready! If you only have one kid to pack for it could house an entire monthās worth- minus the fridge foods like turkey, cheese and yogurt! It also saves money if you divide and conquer all those goldfish yourself versus buying prepackaged!</div><div><br></div><div>Iām telling you....life saver!</div><div><br></div><div>It also allows me to easily cater to my individual childrenās likes and dislikes. Case wants chocolate milk, Anna never wants granola bars, Caroline doesnāt like oranges etc. They get foods I know theyāll each eat.</div><div><br></div><div>Anyway.... just thought I would share! It saves so much time in the morning!! </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-29253371323381385132018-01-25T13:26:00.001-06:002018-01-25T18:33:02.072-06:00Deep Thoughts with Case<div><img id="id_6cab_2fe1_195b_83f1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vlXEVE7mKEYcTENnRToa46ns_f7Thyphenhyphenh4PRAjarvLhMCWpo5VqJVSIueWbHeuheGgE1ORLYbcSWgQhk1N2vWAW-i3Bd_RjQqMEOxPUh6hyzSQeKkCCioqqgkBIMvjhQnTxOetjPnXm-9h/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>This picture it to prove heās a nut!! </div><div><br></div>As Iām sure many of you moms out there will agree, rides in the car can lead to some very insightful moments in the lives of our children. <br><div>Anna and Caroline most always wait for me to be stationed behind the steering wheel before tossing out those hard, thought provoking, deep questions.</div><div><br></div><div>āHow is God three persons?ā</div><div><br></div><div>āWhat are idolsā</div><div><br></div><div>āWhy would God allow people to create money if they are just going to worship it?ā</div><div><br></div><div> āAre common mistakes like breaking something sins?ā</div><div><br></div><div> āHow do you know if something is an idol in your life?ā</div><div><br></div><div>āWhat are some of your old idols?ā</div><div><br></div><div>These are just a few topics of conversation the girls and I have had in JUST THIS WEEK to and from school! </div><div><br></div><div>Case on the other hand is his own deep thinker. He sits quietly for a time, and then finally pipes up with his carefully calculated idea.</div><div><br></div><div>Todayās car ride was no different, except we were riding in blissful silence for ten minutes before Case spoke up.</div><div><br></div><div>Case: Well, Iāve decided what I want to be when I grow up!!</div><div>...</div><div>He pauses for me and the girls to bite the bait and ask, āwhat will you be, Case?ā</div><div><br></div><div>Case (so excited about his news): Iām gonna be a Polar Bear!! </div><div><br></div><div>Caroline: Case! You canāt be a Polar Bear!</div><div><br></div><div>Anna: You could be a doctor.</div><div><br></div><div>Case: I donāt like shots!</div><div><br></div><div>Anna: You could be a teacher.</div><div><br></div><div>Case (starting to get a little agitated): I canāt read!!</div><div><br></div><div>Caroline: But Case, If youāre human now, you canāt grow up and be a Polar Bear. </div><div><br></div><div>Case: MY MOMMY SAYS I CAN BE ANYTHING I WANT TO BE, AND IāM GONNA BE A POLAR BEAR!</div><div><br></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Me: Well, it does sound fun, but why do you want to be a Polar Bear? How could we come see you if youāre a Polar Bear?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Case (in a total āduhā voice): Because I like coldness and playing in the snow. And- youād just have to come to the zoo!</span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Anna: Case! You could be an astronaut! Itās cold in space!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Case (In TOTAL EXASPERATION): ASTRONAUTS WEAR DIAPERS!!!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Me: Okay buddy. Girls, he is going to be a Polar Bear! I think that sounds fun! ššš</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Of course we all know he wonāt be a Polar Bear, but maybe some other ācoldness-lovingā occupation, like a snow boarder in the Olympics. š¤·š¼āāļø</span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-5037150861382767352018-01-21T19:26:00.001-06:002018-01-21T19:48:11.278-06:00She shoots...<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><img alt="Image may contain: one or more people, people playing sports, basketball court and shoes" class="_1_uo img" id="id_941_931a_18aa_edaf" src="https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t1.0-0/cp0/e15/q65/s600x600/26906972_10214570206598825_4304087094382717199_n.jpg?efg=eyJpIjoidCJ9&oh=836ba5f740f86e1069bf64a260a3a5ad&oe=5ADD46A8" style="border: 0px; display: inline-block; height: 281.25000000000705px; position: relative; vertical-align: top; width: 375px;" /></span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">After our first game Anna rode home in tears. āThey are giants compared to us.ā āWe didnāt even get a shot, much less score!ā āI was horrible!ā...etc.etc.etc.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Then one day I put her in at point guard. She was handling the ball well in practice, so I thought sheād be a good one for the job. Well, she took the ball down the court four times. Twice she turned it over... next thing I know. Iām the bad guy!! I should have never put her in that predicament! (Iāve mentioned she doesnāt like to mess up, right?!)</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">So, yesterday (our last game) she is playing her little heart out! They all are. Our little third graders are holding their own against these fifth graders! We are tied 2-2! This could be the first win for our girls! Then I notice my point guard needs a rest! Anna sees it too, and she says āmama, I can play Point. I will!ā</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Yāall!!! You donāt know what kind of courage that took! As much as Casey and I try to instill confidence in her, she just didnāt have it when it came to playing point guard. I was so proud of her for giving it a shot!! Then, she took a shot and SCORED!!! I was jumping up and down on the sidelines like a kangaroo. The Regents crown erupted into loud cheers and praises! Anna said later she saw me jumping in the air like a crazy person with my fists pumping. I said, āyeah you did!!!ā </span><br />
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Later when our team had possession I could hear their coach yelling, āwatch number 2!ā Anna is number 2! I just smiled. Unlike Anna, Iām a legend in my own mind! I never think Iām terrible at anything! It instantly made remember the little pip squeak blonde playing basketball, and the coach yelling my number. āGuard 10! Guard 10! Sheās their shooter!!ā What he didnāt know was I was a terrible shooter! Defense I could play all day, but somehow on that day I managed to add 9pts in a matter of seconds! When I heard that for Anna, I couldnāt help but smile!! She just got the vote of confidence she needed to keep on playing the sport she had learned to love in a matter of weeks!<br />
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Anna- I donāt want you to ever forget this! Your first basket! Itās healthy to be a legend in your own mind sometimes!! At least I keep telling myself that -haha! You continue to amaze me, and I know your love of basketball will give us many more happy days like yesterday!! </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-19009103948441358122018-01-18T20:20:00.001-06:002018-01-18T20:20:09.939-06:00Snow Days...So, if you are not living in North Mississippi you may not know that we are ending a seven day weekend. Yes. The one day we could have gone to school was a holiday, so now parents and students and teachers have all be home for a whopping seven days! <div><br></div><div><img id="id_59c8_e0fc_b78_22a7" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv5wjw4Ef3IVl1APwFHlCEYkt7CjR0UZsx7TQLKeJ8l8tan1V1rpvS-dmneqlRuKsiC1qO3SaIPT0PgzdaRHxl3O_QuXEtQBsL8oIM8cVFzX3HpB09U3QFlxDpbrzUzcvfLb5lITv4rqrU/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><img id="id_2ee5_dcdc_b751_43e8" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiByUdTzw3M7YdCeExJdRCbb2pMGYdtnFMukgxM-yv0xcAMvXetl8xDL4tLAp-w8ALC4d63BxTO3rnX76LMEUEtMVLxQ0VGQVdOfjfvAgxbPk0aZ7geiIwE-x-8HwJgCLs8XfMf5OpaaMLM/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>Yet these are the only two pictures I have to show for it. Iām hoping my husband did his usual good deed of snapping āmemory-photos,ā because Iām tellinbyall. Iām failing on all levels of ākeeping up with the kidsā childhoodsā!!! </div><div>I can tell you that the house is filled with mixed emotions as we get tucked in bed for a restful nightās sleep in preparation for what will more than likely be a wasted school day. Anna is devastated, because like every other child in the state, she didnāt study her vocabulary or spelling until today. She may miss a few, and we all know how that will go. Caroline is completely indifferent. Honestly, she will probably wake up in the morning and her flighty little self will have forgotten that we declared it an official school night. We didnāt end the night an hour or two after bedtime with a movie and ice cream. We went to bed early!! Time will tell, but Iām banking on her not having a clue why weāre all dolled up in uniforms walking out the door at 6:45! Case cries every school night, so no surprise there. He hates the uniform. You see, at our school the kids have to wear the really odd little white circular ornaments on their shirts called BUTTONS, and he hates them!! š</div><div>As soon as we informed him that it was a PE day, and he got to wear his t-shirt he was ready! </div><div><br></div><div>Me? Well, I cannot wait to go back! If you donāt know, Iām a second grade teacher. Iām not gonna lie. I was loving that first snow day, but by day seven I was running out of things to do. My mother says I have a āhealthyā energy level, but my boss says if anyone was in need of a human hamster wheel itās me! The first snow day, I had my day off! I slept late, had multiple cups of coffee, read lots and lots of devotional and Leila Meacham, and did nothing that would exert unnecessary energy. By day three - I was DONE! I had cleaned my house from top to bottom, washed every article of clothing, washed every dish (hand washing some just so it would take longer), watched movies, played blocks, and āPJ Masks,ā had basketball shoot outs, went sledding, played laser tag, built marble mazes, and plus/plus football players, read more, had more coffee...etc. etc. I wasnāt necessarily bored, I just had all this pent up energy that was wasting away! On day four I sent my boss a text saying, āIf I ever come in your office and threaten to quit because teaching is too much and I just need some āmeā time, remind me of this week! I NEED work!!ā</div><div>Haha! I know right!? What?!?!</div><div><br></div><div>By 9am tomorrow Iāll be posting a retraction!! Get me back in my sweats, with coffee and my couch! And, just in case you are reading about my clean house and thinking I have it totally together, stayed tuned in. If there is ever a blog to come read to help mamas feel better about themselves, it is this one! I donāt hold back my faults. Youāll read about that time I told Case I was about to cook supper and he took off yelling to the girls in overjoyed glee that, āmamaās about to make us pop-tartsā because it had been that long since I had made supper. Or the time(s) I literally stood in the kitchen and screamed over spilt milk. Or when I told Caroline (my most sensitive child remind you), that she reads like a 4 year old. Iām a mom. None of us are perfect! So, please- donāt ever read this blog and think āshe has it all together,ā because I donāt! And, Iāll always be honest about it!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-21033665831950205652018-01-17T12:56:00.001-06:002018-01-17T12:56:34.304-06:00So, it dawned on me yesterday that I should have listened to my parenting advisors when my kids were young. Aunts and Uncles and seasoned adults always told me, āwrite that memory down, because you wonāt remember she said that ten years from now.ā<div>Well here I am 18months from my last blog and I canāt remember what we had for supper last night....much less what hysterical things Case said when he was three, and he said some hysterical things!!! Anna was talking about their first words on the ride home from a basketball game the other night and I almost cried because I can honestly say, āI havenāt a clue what Caseās first word was. I know he was a late talker, but I donāt know what he finally came out with.ā I sure donāt have a baby book! Blogging was my attempt of record keeping, and I let that go the minute life got crazy! </div><div>Well, Iām bound and determined to get back to blogging! Life is insane right now, but isnāt that what you like reading about?! Everyone elseās chaotic collaboration of their 24hr day?! Well, with three kids 9, 7 and 4 that think they are 30, 3, and 12- life is full of chaos. I have plenty to write about- I just have to make myself do it! Iāve said it before, but that was for my readers. Iām sorry to say- I quit on yāall. This time- Iām keeping up with it for myself, and my mindless memory that drives off on a three hour weekend trip without my purse! I donāt want to have forgotten my childrensā whole lives at the end of my journey!! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_4ea_5dcd_600c_30ba" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMs5J2KLtYL6HT-9BNoaMSgDxcIYa0C6_e5WKj_6tC3TPBab2BcbrhZ9gQJyusGpzBjYOIy-GjiF0zaKy4UiNY9FS-NX9fB_MCjeAUXFhsjc3CaGu2uEnTdcMwBo2eCUEKAlLZjfJQws95/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br></div><div>So to recap-</div><div>These are my three little hearts. </div><div>Anna is 9. </div><div><img id="id_7e84_11b4_6fa5_c213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRsMp4P3ZFUMu2CFWezfM3iXSsXLazol5iWtScVMPcl5ABt6oUvN9v-39cMxC-COoVq2QCwYmaGr1dDEhJ4X-yVhWtPOs-8AhUSwScxnd-0YpCEqtbmFf4hLtOjkO6qUWbdcxPJ8q6P4gh/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br></div><div>She is in third grade. She is a total and complete perfectionist. A true first-born daughter! If you want to feel like you really know all about her, go read about first born daughters in <u>Birth Order. </u> She is large and in charge. Sensitive and sassy. She takes care of her siblings as she aggravates them to no end. She is an old soul. Her perfect day would literally be spent sipping sweet tea on the back porch swing and talking to her friends about anything and everything under the sun. She should have been born in the early 1900s, and I love her for it!! She is all about friends this year. She is playing every sport she can. Soccer is her favorite. She swims, plays basketball, rides horses, and sheās starting tennis this spring. A true perfectionist. Sheās super hard on herself. For instance, earlier this year told me she was having āmajor troubleā in math and needed extra practice sheets. āIām awful at math, mama! Iām gonna fail! It is so hard.ā So, I listen to this maddening tearful garbage for a few weeks before stopping in with her math teacher. āAnna says she is struggling in math. Anything we should be focusing on to help her?ā Her teacher looked at me like I had a hole in my head! āAnna?? I think Anna is doing great.ā She pulls out her gradebook. āAnna has a struggling 99 average in math!ā</div><div>This kid is gonna be the end of me. I never cared that much in third grade. In fact, I truly failed third grade math! I got to go to fourth grade, but I had to go to the computer lab and do math remediation for the whole first semester! But- thatās Anna! She is like that with everything!! Everything!!! It will be her faulty strength in life!</div><div>Then thereās Cliney Bug!</div><div>Caroline is 7. </div><div><img id="id_b927_d734_14f0_1921" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcetyeGisQW4xLzdE8wprLD79sTLrIhzfH4DO2yqCbPkAEGARNIsh9LpT6xaTLqsJd96KGCJA3Jay-55GgdFmkshFdBYGZyt5GNEqrS3G1U3ndfGcQL4qja8yWsCvF2iwpkbvy6djZOOeR/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>She is my look- alike, mini-me! She is my most sensitive child. Sheās no doubt the middle child, and she wears the hat perfectly! She is comfortable in her own skin, wants to do anything and everything, and doesnāt care how well she does it. If she does it- she can mark it off her list and move on! Sheās my list maker. At seven years old, I can give her a list and she is going to do everything on it just to have the pleasure of checking it off! And yes, I take full advantage of this disorder! Ha! </div><div>Sheās my creative soul. Always drawing, building, creating, and sheās my hoarder! Like, it may be a true disorder, weāve yet to decide!! She wants to keep everything! Little tiny pieces of paper wadded up in a perfectly āfolded ball,ā have some sort of sentimental memory. Everything holds value! We have lots and lots of battle over trash! I mean, LOTS of trash tears!! But- this also makes her a saver with money. She has more than me! She is also a true athlete. She loves sports and sheās good! She plays soccer and basketball, she rides horses and sheās a cheerleader. She is my lover of life! She is just happy being happy, except when she isnāt. Then she is crying because she has done something to hurt someone else. She is sweet and enormously empathetic- which I love about her!! But donāt get me wrong, she still really, really, really loves herself, a LOT!! We are constantly working on the selfishness around here. Itās tough for us all!!</div><div><br></div><div>Case is 4!</div><div><img id="id_4d9_79bf_2c92_9b4c" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXkKyS5ajZoYmwSEbjz8pw8HzKEQPv7_bVE__81vmAYOyNZQlg2acTdsdscG2c4-e8nwIkCGy6ToetyQLlPzLnaJV0wnaKDPOTAtYOdTq4Zf6QNuB0M_lv-CFa7m9jPIlzTv-mDPc8K0ya/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>Case is our silly, costume loving comedian. He is our little prankster. Everything is a joke to him. Heās been telling jokes (and funny ones) since he started talking. Clearly, I canāt remember when exactly that was. He loves costumes. He has an active imagination, and he is constantly pretending he is someone else. Normally that long list includes Ole Miss football player, AJ Brown, Captain America, super man, Batman, Gecko, Catboy, Lions, tigers and bears! Lately, his new hero is a boy named James E. (A fifth grader he has become buddies with.) He only answers if we call him James E., and he is asking for a āJames E. Costumeā for his birthday! In March!!! He is obsessed with two things right now! James E. and his birthday!! It is all he talks about! </div><div>Case is our little love-bug! He aggravates his sisters by karate chopping them to death, and then cries when he isnāt getting devoted attention from one or both mama-sisters. Heās the biggest baby, but he thinks heās twelve. By baby I mean, he wants everything done for him. He is happy to have two big mama-sisters taking care of his every need. At four years old, we could have left Anna home by herself for a week, and she would have not only survived, but she would have taught herself to read a cookbook and text messaged all her friends to come sample her first attempt of Boeuf Bourguignon or something! Caroline was making her own peanut butter and jelly sandwiches at three. Case wonāt turn on the tv, pour himself a cup of milk, buckle his car seat, wash his hair, or put on pants by himself! But, I let this all go because you know what he will do? Go upstairs and play the āJames E. meets AJ Brown in the Batman Cave and needs his help destroying Joker to save Batmanā game he invented for five hours! He is my entertained entertainer! Never does he need a playmate to be satisfied. Donāt get me wrong, he LOVES his friends, but he can entertain himself for hours on end, as long as he doesnāt need a sip of water! </div><div><br></div><div>Did you hear me say, āupstairsā?? Yup!! We moved in 2017. Loaded up the cattle trailer and headed down the road a few miles!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_307d_ebaf_c932_243f" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmaO-i3dD0ZfP56QfDtfzrKP8_HPV8NNoazl5IuHj3EvzoeWpVPLZj0WKmG1IIYGM_lM4eNyXph0hA5WyMwbg_U4wCEN6cMTFRrL_uuduXgfuouGg6Oz50adiD7j00Y6puLAE3336z0s1x/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br></div><div>We now have a spacious house! All the kiddos have their own room, and that has been nice for us all. We also have a pool!! So summer posts should be loads of fun!! </div><div>Iām ready for 85 degrees days!! </div><div><br></div><div>Today, well, today we are home having our fourth snow day. The weather is freezing, and the kids are stir crazy. Thankfully the snow provided an opportunity for the girls to meet kids in the neighborhood, so theyāre not driving me completely nuts! Iām headed to read a bit... Iām on to a new author, Leila Meacham. I you check her out, start with Roses. </div><div><br></div><div>Iāll be back!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-23309586204722529692016-08-05T20:17:00.001-05:002016-08-05T20:21:33.091-05:00Getting wrinkles...At the bowling ally- making silly selfies!<div><br><div><img id="id_66e8_f9d6_2c3e_9e27" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQaTHnkpqWbWkKzzBbGSmMIdCKXqxVTrkT_9hVEgyXauP11ih0SqdNOcwGqoE2ufsGxUsJvnbl_CL7XZuJB_6VWR5N4kB6qOS_mp489OYQ6mNSxhWKY9dkKQDqC00CLI-kdMsdAomyrJp//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Caroline says:</div><div>"I can't really make my face have those forehead bumps!"</div><div><br></div><div>Thanks Caroline!</div><div><br></div><div>š³š³š³š³š³š³š³</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_33c_a49d_ce34_7aea" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7ERiVESO2pmeF0cQqzSsQktPOBqIpIfnyw4SP_8KnOcmN343vmW5FwN8xqHi5Ec3GElyft9NLokxN11Y3sqwApoLXnZ5psk7Msj7eUZyVoFOmNwL20in9OYADN-DEzBKhOMvnsqb1xZE//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div></div><div><img id="id_31c2_7dfd_fd5f_fc96" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJLDVj_rVVUguKrQph9-fqzih2z4vNO-qXO7D9Z6X-F-MjTq2TP78YfsbdOZdfgoaPAQ8JVEkZ7E7dgT_rbjIfbyCJZ455kisfh8ciNFfZ5QT-5rTATVjwS1nnv2xKxMJvVTmL-5Jvo5HA//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>We had fun bowling with Mimi!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_1c12_243c_c582_6dd8" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QH6-dO6HJ_dBL8Y5HrFIjqfQr4WN5MdiYvrH7XKtxECphljSrKuw0PbNji3qoXSI2ZEymJLMpo5T2NIpaGxFuMQy5GPK1oJD6O9FmgQdxyilw8C-5BNgevpxbU3mRWfRvWuyAYbx-g4H//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Happy Late Birthday Tricia!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-31181903081728509592016-08-04T20:45:00.001-05:002016-08-04T20:45:49.780-05:00Let's be real...I may have over-extended myself this fall. After coaching Caroline's soccer team, teaching Kindergarten Sunday School, coaching Drama at school plus my full time 2nd grade teaching job - I'm gonna be worn slap out!<div>That doesn't even get into the umpteen committees I'm on- or all of the kids' activities:</div><div>Anna- swim team, gymnastics, drama and soccer</div><div>Caroline- soccer and gymnastics</div><div>Case- thank goodness he is too young THIS year! </div><div><br></div><div>Here are few photos from the last couple weeks around here:</div><div><img id="id_1a79_ed7a_8dc2_7ef6" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitAYP5D9-bK4IboLEBPqPNXGd0O0JZYuryvMyCms8D8_Wi0wZHRIMG2FL511O_VY9o622-gdhZkeDLaN7C9CGWOV4KqBmoEnIYTnB1nxd46f8Ud95RT44HI2uVODJinfEuf2abxDpJLOi3//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><br></div><div>Swimming in the rain!</div><div><br></div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">B</span>ust out the selfie stick- say- say's crew came to visit! <div><br></div><div><img id="id_e4ca_f90f_6e67_258b" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1A5P-3AI_oUXD2SM1f5Fwc22id0dAwZhHyQ0qDeAkoNR3M-Xi2_nSqoitOUK0w9jH6BxLXVTa4P3vPqsLq0WU23WALfgHzv9bvv6G8Hd6ziRn2q-QXmCVYpWDDwzFwDRrIO2FENRi1aX//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>More from this visit (sometime)!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_417f_be99_48c8_1f58" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2eh-ao1M_XCuu6Lzs0wskDg3Uumm_D0aMkUHmCM2dEClSf4vIOfvc-JTv4HgQY8lywtIL76fzlo0uX5J3JT0mnRaOAZ7Tga69IuoE5YfwrgQeOkebVCI1K2_fbCtFJjulYmtBR4Jw8uQN//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Haircuts for everyone! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_7fac_788f_1ffd_20eb" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjiGHtrPWhbp_gFIipVm60JPyui7ez6KqHJc3giDMhFV9woUl2WZ3_rYVZow3yrMFm6XK48zOnMzdU-F1ksMN8W15ZSwj4P6_MkGUKBgvTpaMfjp8lI7J19m8MQ0RGx9Qs2LQLaexDz30//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div>Some late night hotel reading for these three!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_9fe0_79ed_7160_c9f1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhotu9UzHuVRrKseCKyRW-tLKjTmU32An0CXuL66-MEiEGXrf8S3cnCZlDpRg1bWZ3byafJ4g-Sx0wcmK9fjl50GsK_mcUD8-dCkaRg5ssjYR3MNMMZ8LCFlDMrdCpkr4DMna2vFQusthZ1//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><br></div><div> A fun 24hrs in Jackson! <br></div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_9751_6416_2bf1_628c" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvvhndpSgiIarjvaVfp_QVlH5MeC6Lm5XwMmFeMxv2h3qOClr1Mz6TlX87la_FMEIT1Ecq72Xrr-VJVE9EmSPDc2c-MNU41n72TdgrC2r6Pq17gee3QxScQyOTyvhRvMuymGrohaDLCQ3s//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 348px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>And.... This boy is becoming a big boy!!! </div><div><br></div><div>Be back soon- but, if it isn't soon enough scroll back up and re-read first paragraph š</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-86282273455929348992016-07-16T21:09:00.001-05:002016-07-16T21:09:25.132-05:00A day in the life...I bought a "zoodler". That is what I call it at least. It makes noodles out of squash and zucchini!<div><br></div><div><img id="id_23e7_614b_30ab_7bc3" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7N83VI9dvN6UGpfG-4-hfhNFhgUfsZV0a_ZPzwNo2j85bAsUtev_lFrb9kw0O3UZcwJEEyUak_vmIt5c7edKRe8e0tYaXsqymFBfMBtYA7zAi6PxX68oS4mTEJemUhGZ3FzgsVuOKyMLn//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>How awesome is that?!?!</div><div><br></div><div>I sautĆ©ed them with a little salt and pepper, topped them with spaghetti and meatballs and voila! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_da18_1199_7c30_acb3" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghJmPyA-6Rxs6ASh12y7EXzBZ_15fk3H7iBeNe1DHKlYtJ0S3Qbl1ZVmZcSfa37V9nqKjDB6TKhR2hq__8JPZsnN14Xlvpqm-Qn7TdwtDU6bHANsAnNKk0_gb-cJ49PpUp9Fq_JTHLSmtv//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Nothing too fancy, but good!! </div><div><br></div><div>I made the kids regular noodles. I figured Caroline would throw a major fit to try my "garden noodles"- if she had not of had plain ole buttered noodles on her plate she would have melted into a puddle to eat "zoodles". As it was- both girls tried them! Caroline tolerated them. Anna liked them!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_92b5_c080_77f8_ff53" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLp5PejSyHWfCpSP3nfrk830Why6BM1KRTvRZBgWC0Go0xp8o3343uOAaqHi_cHO1V1R8Q15gpKfDCcN4LK2RZq74hK2sER8Gni7OjCPeHoNs8Wj4jSTfqrVjqczsihSRfNY83iZ31OMF//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>I'm glad to at least have another summer vegetable option!! </div><div><br></div><div>After supper- it's time for a Popsicle walk around the loop!</div><div><img id="id_2916_df8d_6bf_af91" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7grgUC4mHrHwT2Lp-TmRWle9UF1bZ3HWbobdk_rPHigCUQMa64jZg2zP2RXttSe_6xpIG4hxGJAtsFvatpLZyYdSw43kKN3OsmGKhUZPaTJwrbVeXYpxA3bgucZoKR_uGRh9vq55A5Ip8//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Then- game night!</div><div>Introducing... Battleship to the kids!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_7ea4_3917_fe37_dcf8" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4e6LDrwtgxZS9YWmE2DjqAC5i6rdItq4WhY6Vh27H8M02S0x3nkh2dlvjmHhAsUtzuGXDxy37pHTGudbbwdbwVcG0-ZTbZS5oTvdmAvwPiNvxs4J8MDxBo79gZvyxt7ye8VcD2I9XJ3d-//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>Now- bed time for the kids and some much needed R&R for me!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-11907306286282293792016-07-16T18:25:00.001-05:002016-07-16T18:25:35.061-05:00Time with cousins! We've been hanging with the boys this week!! We did lots of swimming and playing! We even did some bowling!!! (Case won!)<div><br></div><div><img id="id_9c3f_d8be_d9b2_bfac" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjRaGLhha_8H5s9hfXVa8u9qu5lIrYypfPjo9YoXsFbJY1mY3RR5hlVHe4FPlgZftCREw9ptUu5VONwEkjy9xObDFMjIr-BtuaDC1MDM_ojeZa4rW5oCc2HeOH4JLKxjpcowW7wnVH7Zb//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_6ea_7111_6b4f_9353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2L7YqcK53iB9VdMSql0YfawsQBIpUe6ErbD_481PI-fIKleoNV5axr_7CfZCEjsB95E1X_WNr6hnzwCbFznZ1qot54h0a_ISF3VxgDRf5w7pt1eo7F7h0h8mlyu2uqnJQmibCq7P2gDQP//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><br></div><div>It was a fun few days!!! Now- we're gearing up for a visit from Katie!! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div> <br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-10023554454395111042016-07-07T21:33:00.001-05:002016-07-07T21:33:57.530-05:00A GRAND week!If you have never spent a long weekend at The Grand Hotel in Point Clear, AL you are truly missing out! AND- clearly, the weekend of šŗšø July 4th šŗšøis the weekend to be there! <div><br></div><div>We happen to be lucky enough to have our fantastic Uncle Luke just five miles down from the Grand! Three hotel nights and two nights with Luke made for the very best vacation!! </div><div><br></div><div>Pictures:</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_4b1d_2bcb_831b_3b00" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ZiKQbSwOiQXD_KyG1BsLl8wwe5Zc0jYrSnLVddxEajmpmxUMe5mcx4bF35SFhCf81gxeVVzbOcO9EaE_HGpkuniHM76j0FtLPC4HjrxG9Khzr-n42CqtbzCWHBQ8HV_nd6vexGXco-j1//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> </div><div>(Column 1-top to bottom; 2- top to bottom; 3 top to bottom)</div><div><br></div><div>-Car ride down was miserable!! I65 was a nightmare, and Case screaming in the backseat did not help!! A double ear infection certainly made him a grizzly bear for a few days! <br></div><div>-Family photo-op! Case was NOT having the fireworks OR the picture! #grizzly</div><div>-Anna on the Lazy River! If you stay at the Grand- go to the Member's Pool one day. You have to pay extra, but it is well worth it!!! Slide, splash-pad, and a Lazy-River!</div><div>-Case fast asleep poolside! I'm so thankful for this third child that will plop down for a nap anywhere!! Made this trip so much more fun for mommy!! </div><div>-I got in the pool!!! The kids couldn't believe it, so- we took a picture for documentation! Apparently, I haven't been in a pool with Anna in " like three years!" š</div><div>-Anna and a good bud from school! (He was one ofmy student last year!) His family (dear friends of our's) was staying the weekend at the Grand, and we were very happy and thankful to get to hang with them most of our stay! </div><div>- Casey, Case and Caroline Lazy Rivering it! </div><div>-"The three butterfly twins" is what they requested to be called!! One of Caroline's VERY best friends (same family) and another future best bud were there! She was in hog heaven with these two!!!</div><div>-The Grand (and Uncle Sam) provided a s'mores campfire on the beach- the perfect place to view fireworks in Fairhope and Mobile on the 4th! (Would have been the perfect place had Case the Hornet allowed us to watch them. #grizzly</div><div><br></div><div>After our fabulous stay at the Grand- we headed down to Uncle Luke's house!! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_8171_a67_1f68_2fee" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7UstKE8jUcVXjdyB2C07uQbe3cSyX937ucw6smyloP6V0iIz9T2_MMHXNr6AQCwrzK_rBjx2aN57TmmqO-UsHqSm5Gn8wPPHhdYihEQDuZBrx-5nxoqJnrW1RiczecdE-KtAjB2FbjNs//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div>He spoiled us to the core!!! Absolutely rotten!! </div><div><br></div><div>(Top to bottom)</div><div>-Uncle Luke with <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">his "Grand-N's" -(great nieces and nephews. Is that a thing? He is their great-uncle! He adorably calls them the "Grand N's". I'm adopting it!)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- First night we got a cooking lesson! He taught us how he makes the best deviled eggs ever! (The only ones I'll eat!)</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Day two was "Popsicle Day"- every day was! My kids had no less than three Popsicles each day! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Here they are enjoying Popsicles and checking the crab traps!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Uncle Luke bought the kids fishing poles; took them fishing; then, as if that wasn't enough- he gave them prizes for biggest fish (Case), first fish (Anna), and prettiest fish (Caroline)!!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Again- three little apple cores! #rotten</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Happily worn out!!!! Signs of a GRAND day!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">As mentioned above, "Untle Lute" (as Case says), got the kids all set up for fishing off his Bay!!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Pictures: </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><img id="id_a0d2_a96a_cdcc_b1bd" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0JWI-xsmQAORwQNFDOJpsCAscGUoeH_pai3NIkYMthJqkWRx3azUcpfiHWkFRQj7DuU6n5Ur7WFsW4jJwRe-YWGyARVNqladI3SEA5x9GxkqVXUn57gUxkAcS6tita-CJcqWhASDMG2IY//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div>(in no particular order.)</div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- The three Grand-N's gearing up for a fun day on the dock! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">-Caroline caught croakers, cats, and a couple of red fish! </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I don't know what is what, but I know she caught a ton, and she had an absolute blast!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">-Anna caught the first fish. A Croaker! She got the hang of casting and reeling! Perhaps a natural! She caught a ton too! Loved every minute of it!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Case-boy caught the two big sheepshead! He was so excited!! He didn't want to touch any of the fish, but he sure liked reeling them in!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Uncle Luke and Casey were so patient with re-hooking the bait, and helping them reel their fish in! It was a SUPER fun morning (and afternoon)!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I am NOT a natural! On the few occasions Case got a little tired of fishing I took over his rod. I didn't catch anything for the longest time! Then- FINALLY I had a real fighter on the line! I screamed, "I hooked one! I got a fish! Yeah-baby!" Then, I reeled in this bad boy:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><img id="id_e29d_fc17_ac1a_e479" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3OTv_au84-scFVbG_5qJHmXdCADMKF6dPd76pBx-YxPOn0QHywl9pnrEFWPkawYaRtciAyMLq-lb7r-22b6tUUOrTMs65NgHdLpb_XlIDEylPlKW8239r6ooSp29AOR-6YwmeXz1t4cw8//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div>Yep! The tiniest little cat you've ever seen! But, don't be fooled! I can (and did) catch a smaller fish! Unfortunately it fell off the hook and through the cracks of the dock back in to the water. Yes- it was small enough to slip right through the crack! ššš</div><div>We were fishing with little pieces of shrimp. I felt a little nibble and started reeling- yep! I had one! When I pulled it out of the water I literally thought it was the bait!! I said, "awe. He got off! Wait!!! No he didn't! (Enter hysterical laughter) LOOK AT MY FISH!!!"</div><div><br></div><div>You had to see it to believe it!! It was the size of my pinky finger!! I can still hear Anna and Caroline cracking up!! Made my whole day!! #catchingbaitš</div><div><br></div><div>We had a great time the entire time!!</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_5637_e21d_3795_f4e0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiF3py3x3u4CnVlvy1W8aqvJtX1F7BMIDvLn3xntDX2QPUL4YuKvM4hvv8bMDi8QtUSAtxyNL-T-1mRKnINb9tpYnTUBBeWXGSyvghZiupYBS_XdETlWKSnnNNGeTCyDVgU_AAgzEUtnli//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>No captions needed!! The kids were in heaven ALL week long!!!</div><div>AND- don't you think I didn't break several times for selfies!!! </div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_3541_4a12_bb43_f5e1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAQ6arXEmgJJhNHAJ06CRGT4TjLfentc83tqTbWYliFaaiY3_fZmCNECCV5gpCEyAyZIQlDTZPpAHixMai3NW0uavXBlT6SHrIzM3To48pmH7AeEj4Q0u7ixv1n0kraHdQlnoqUSXB_JC//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>What a blast!! Can't wait for next time!! There WILL be an next time! We are making the 4th at the Grand and annual event!! We may have to go back to "Untle Lute's House" and have countless Popsicles, multiple bowls of ice cream, and endless fun next year too!! </div><div><br></div><div>The kids were SO sad to leave this morning!!! About an hour left in our drive I snapped these:</div><div><br></div><div><img id="id_27b3_a499_105_2df9" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsQ6jj4SVzF5PaZrzEUiNtLhJD_1LUHgWK667tC-Yj1caNN4cGIAwF1jN92gn1GE86M2wQ3QJ34DQLLIYzSL62h6tzYtj6JewvZmHBij4-TRRiogzP1gRHT5MZRGLwvi8g09O8hfKpyDSX//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> <br></div><div><br></div><div>You think there was ever a dull moment in that 6 hours??? There was NOT!! Never is in this life, but that is why I love it so!!!</div><div><br></div><div>#bestvaykayever #applecores #rotten #grandhotel</div><div>#fourth #attaboyluther #grandn's #untlelute</div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1222527667865852507.post-73862039935713013982016-06-21T08:48:00.001-05:002016-06-21T08:48:07.523-05:00My life....always!<img id="id_e526_8304_f48c_5265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjScqcRizpKHg7ba4rRsnRxI4vK7GOxvuym8heILsY589UuwMuv3mxKLJLKEH0N70a9bVc9GNZufbWzgZQAGeW5PtD4GgqTNh6wHx_7PIVkAxRgTq514bebaO8N1Sz5WVa6AfOfpthM5UY4//" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"> This picture adequately describes my life!<div>- Laundry always lingering around; clumped up on couch waiting to be folded, stacks all folded waiting to be put away, and dirty clothes literally dropped to the floor waiting (a VERY LONG wait) for the owner (usually a little tot but sometimes a grown woman) to rightfully place them in the hamper! <div>-My lovely decorative Pottery Barn pillows nonchalantly thrown all over the room, smushed to death from being sat on and used for fort building 99% of the time! </div></div><div>- my absolute favorite part of this picture is the three little yogurt containers- all three half eaten with the spoons sticking out! Notice how they are ALL three sitting in my favorite morning perch just waiting for me to come over with my morning coffee and dispose of them- ššš</div><div>There is so much to be seen- my clipboard frames that I thought were so clever because I could easily change out photos- yep, have pictures from two and a half years ago still hanging!</div><div>The watermelon on the counter next to cookies. My favorite food (cookies) next to the most favorite summer treat of all the rest of my clan! All three of my little birds ask for this watermelon to be cut 3,459 times a day!!! </div><div><br></div><div>You can look at this picture and think- man, her life is crazy, but really, I think- "I'm so blessed!" How empty my life would be without 18 loads of clothes and dishes every day- and little reminders that I have three beings depending on me!</div><div>A place to have morning coffee- MORNING COFFEE!</div><div>Life as I know it may not be the Pinterest perfect life we all want, but it's mine and I love it!!!!</div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0