Just Like That

And just like that school is over…


We officially have a K-4 graduate – and one who apparently is too cool for graduation. Mr. Coolio himself won the “Best dressed and future CEO of Lego” award. What can I say? My baby loves to wear a good collared shirt!


And just like that it’s Memorial Day weekend…









And just like that… Baby Bug is 22 weeks and finally gets a healthy report!




How My Garden Grows

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

Remember my concern I had about pallet gardening?

I’m happy to report that Pinterest didn’t fail me…phew! Every single one of my vegetable plants sprouted from their seeds and have grown fulsomely. Ah, it’s such a beautiful sight!



And of course the raised garden beds are doing just as well.



 Mother Goose would be proud of me.

But unlike Mary, my garden grows with coffee grinds and orange rinds.

We have no silver bells, just lots of cracked eggs shells.

My pretty maid is 6’2” tall and loves playing in the dirt;

a fine specimen to see, but the best part is: my maid doesn’t wear a skirt.

He does a great job hoeing and mowing,

but most importantly, he helps keep my garden growing!


When we’re not busy playing in the soil, you can bet we’re out in the boat fishing for dinner.




And this catfish was as big a Reese!


That night we had a winner, winner, catfish dinner! Unfortunately, silly me forgot to photograph the fried goodness 😦

Mother’s Day 2015

There are so many positive characteristics to be said about my mother, the list could go on and on, for days and days, for years and years, for decades and decades, for centuries and centuries, and for millenniums and millenniums. Get my point? Ha! She has always had a heart of gold and her motherly love has always reflected that of I Corinthians chapter 13:4-7.

vs 4: “Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, 

vs 5: “Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

vs 6 “Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

vs 7 “Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.”

She is an absolute wonderful Godly woman. I could never say anything bad about her – all because she is a fine example of one who “talks the talk, and walks the walk.”

Whether she is going to her 10 year high school reunion…


or participating in her brother’s third wedding…IMG_3693

or sporting her Jordache jeans with her white leather belt…

or holding me tightly…


or birthing me (umm..why are there scissors in her pocket?)…


she has always carried herself gracefully and shown grace to others, whether they are deserving of it or not.

She always keeps it classy with a smile on her face, the law of kindness on her tongue, and the spirit of humility in her heart.

Even when other women are jealous of her outward beauty, she stills keeps her elegant poise.


I’m so proud to call her my momma and I’m even more thankful my children get to call her “Grammy”.  And a huge thank you for always keeping it classy (especially when other grandmothers choose not to). You are the real deal – and a blessing to us! ❤


Reese’s Big Three

Well, my baby is official THREE…waaaaaaaaaah!

When my babies turn three, it’s always emotional for me. Mainly, because they are no longer babies…they’re not even toddlers anymore…waaaaaaaaaaah!

My last time kissing my two-year old daughter:


And here was my last time kissing my two-year old son…circa 2011:


My babies’ birthdays are so bittersweet. Their new milestones, discoveries, accomplishments and their new-found independence to do things on their own is pure sweetness. However, I’m no longer able to rock them to sleep, smother them with my kisses and inhale deeply on the top of their heads and smell the scent of “baby”…those are the moments that are no longer and the ones I will cherish forever.

I choose not to take any of our numbered days presumptively; I’m forever thankful for my husband who works hard for us so I can stay home and raise our babies. I am blessed.


Now the Minnie Mouse party:

Cupcakes for everyone!


Ree’s big birthday cupcake


Party favor cookies



Piñatas are a blast; our new party must have. The big kids are blindfolded and spun repeatedly until dizzy.


And every kid’s favorite part – opening presents!


Thank you to everyone who made her birthday special!


Look at this sweet baby! He’s getting bigger and is no longer able to rack back…ha!

He had his big anatomy scan on Thursday (so far so good) and will be having another one. Sweet baby was happy in there and didn’t want to roll over and show us his spine. By the time this pregnancy is over, he’s going to have a 100 page book of ultrasound pictures. I guess he just likes his picture taken (or wants us to reach our insurance’s max out-of-pocket). Either way, he’s worth it!