Tuesday, December 31, 2013


Our last day of 2013 was spent together as a family.  B took the day off work, and--after I spent too much time getting ready, according to him--we went out to lunch and then did some shopping.

There were a couple of meltdowns and tantrums--not from the two year old, by the way *ahem, B, ahem*--and B declared he would never go shopping with me again.

Trust me, the feeling is mutual.

It was a good time.  Ha!

We got home just in time for me to make cookies, throw a salad together, and head to Brooke and Reid's for dinner.  Brooke made a delicious lasagna, and we had a fun night! 

Now, we're home and Aniston is asleep...and so is B.  I'm not sure who fell asleep faster.  :)  So I'm using this time while the house is quiet to think about the year.

2013 was a great year for us.  Aniston had her first haircut and we celebrated her second birthday.  Aniston started dance in the spring...then we dropped out in the fall after she threw tantrum after tantrum about going every week.  We went to Tweetsie, the beach, and Lake Chatuge.  B and I celebrated our seventh anniversary and went to Charleston, where we walked fifteen miles to a boat and a bike taxi saved us from a divorce.  We went to the fair and Lazy 5 RanchKesha and Matt got married.  We had the best Thanksgiving ever.  Getting a Christmas tree was an adventure this year, and Christmas itself was lots of fun.  It was a year full of happiness and fun, and I hope 2014 is even better!

Monday, December 30, 2013

Our Weekend

Last Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday were insanely busy days--lots of cleaning and getting things ready on Monday, followed by lots of Christmas festivities Monday night, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  Since then, we've more than made up for all the rushing around by being ridiculously lazy.  So, in that frame of mind, our weekend was really low-key. 

We spent most of Saturday taking down Christmas decorations and getting our house back to normal--not because I was ready to, but because our tree had stopped drinking water a couple of days before Christmas and was shedding needles like crazy.  Even though I wasn't ready to see it go (I like to leave everything up until after New Year's Day), it was time.

We went to church on Sunday morning, then spent the rest of the day at home.  It was a gorgeous day and it wasn't too cold, so we were able to play outside some.

Bike helmets crack me up.

Around 4:00 I realized that, with the exception of family homes on Christmas and church that morning, I hadn't been anywhere since last Sunday.  Nothing makes you go stir-crazy faster than a realization like that.  Ha!  Aniston stayed with Nana and Papa while B and I made a quick trip to the grocery store and went out to dinner at Mi Pueblitos.  It was kind of like an impromptu date night--not a very exciting one, but still nice. 


I took pictures at dinner with this post in mind.  
B can be such a good sport sometimes.

We had a great time just being able to talk to each other.  And I didn't even fuss when he checked his phone constantly for updated football scores. ;)

I'm excited to have another week off with Aniston!  I hope it goes slooooooowly!

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Christmas 2013

Christmas came and went in a blur.  It always does, though, right?  It was busy and fun and probably the best one we've ever had.

Aniston was so into Santa this year.  She has talked about him for months.  When we took her to see him last week, she was beyond excited--much to the amusement of everyone around us in line.  She pointed and giggled and squealed, "See him?  Do you see him?  I see him!" and talked nonstop.  When she walked up to him, though, she was suddenly shy and couldn't say a word.  Bless her!

So when it was finally Christmas morning, Aniston was thrilled to see that Santa had eaten the cookies and drank the milk she left for him.  She was a little disappointed that he didn't stay so she could see him, but the presents he left made up for that, I think. 

She had a great Christmas morning and loved opening everything.  B and I had the best time watching her!  I just realized that I don't have any pictures of her opening things on Christmas morning because I was videoing the whole time.  B says I can get still shots from the video, so--hopefully--I'll have pictures to share soon.

I'm pretty sure her favorite thing was the Keurig she and B gave me.  Haha!  She was so excited for me to carry it to the kitchen, and was just fascinated by it when we set it up and made hot chocolate for her. And the box it came in was fabulous too!

So, in short, B and I spent a lot of needless thought and money on Christmas.  We should have just given her a box and a pack of stickers.   Too funny.

The rest of Christmas Day was spent at my grandparents' house with my mom's side of the family, then we hosted B's family that night. 

We made so many wonderful memories this year, and I am so thankful for all the blessings we've been given.

Especially the one in the Santa pajamas. :)

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas!

"And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.  And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.  And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.  And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace, good will toward men."
Luke 2: 9-14

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Eve

It's Christmas Eve.  The stockings are filled, the presents are wrapped, and the princess is nestled snugly in bed.  I should be sleeping, but the anticipation of Santa and Christmas morning is just too much.  I always thought it was the hardest thing as a kid to wait for Santa, but I've learned that waiting as an adult is so much worse.  

While I try to wind down from the adrenaline rush of putting together a trampoline in a cold garage (and by "putting together" I mean standing there with my hands in my jacket pockets watching B do it), I'm blogging--something I haven't done nearly enough of lately.  Not because I don't have things to tell you about--because we all know I do--but because I've been buried under a pile of receipts, wrapping paper, and ribbon.  Also, I've been busy.  When you barely have time to breathe, you definitely do not have time to blog.

Anyway.  Moving on to Christmas Eve.

Last night (we'll call it Christmas Eve Eve--or maybe the Night Before the Night Before Christmas) we had dinner and exchanged gifts with my parents, Eric, and Chelsea.  It was so much fun, and I loved all of my gifts.  I know that sounds shallow, but it's true and I'm not ashamed to admit it. 

 (picture coming soon)

My Christmas Eve morning was spent putting together candy sleighs, because nothing says "Merry Christmas!" quite like a sleigh made out of candy canes, Kit Kats, and Hershey minis.  Thank you, Pinterest, for making me think I had to do this.

(picture coming soon)

After I had taped/glued all the candy sleighs I could stand, we had the annual Christmas Eve lunch with my dad's extended family.  I have zero pictures because I never take pictures there.  I'm not really sure why, but, now that I think about it, I don't know that anyone else takes pictures there either.

This afternoon, B's parents, Jessica, Adam, and Colton came to our house for Christmas.  There would have been a couple of other families (B's mom's side), but a few people were sick, so it was just the eight of us.  We opened presents and made cookies for Santa.

This evening we went to Mamaw and Papaw's for Christmas with my dad's side.  I love Christmas Eve there.  Per tradition, we watched A Christmas Story after presents.  (Side note--I remember having to wait FOR-EV-ER to open presents there every year.  This year, we had barely finished eating before Papaw announced that Aniston was opening presents and everyone needed to come on.  It's funny how things change.) 

 Annual cousin Christmas picture.  Clearly, I missed out on the height gene.

It was a busy, wonderful Christmas Eve.  I can't wait for tomorrow!

Friday, December 6, 2013

Five on Friday

I've done a lot of online shopping lately.  I love it.  No crowds, no lines, no hunting for just the right thing.  I like to go shopping, too, but I'm beginning to see the value in doing most of it online.  The Fed-Ex guy has been here every day this week, and the UPS guy even showed up a couple of times too, with present-filled boxes.  Which leads me to....

We decorated the outside of our house on Wednesday night in the dark.  It was done out of respect for the Fed-Ex guy who had dutifully climbed over the Christmas decorations I'd piled on the porch on Sunday.  Three days in a row.  Bless him.  I hate that he had to deal with that, but my plan worked: B helped with the decorations.  If I had left them in boxes in the basement, they'd still be there I'm sure.

B didn't complain about decorating in the dark, and he even did three loads of laundry on Wednesday night.  He did some grocery shopping on the way home from work today, picked up Japanese food for dinner, and says he's cooking breakfast tomorrow morning.  (Because if we ever have breakfast here, he cooks it.  My breakfast cooking abilities consist of putting waffles in the toaster or pouring cereal into a bowl.)  I know what you're thinking--He must have done all that because he loves me so much and knows how lucky he is to be married to such a fantastic girl, but, sadly, no.  I'm pretty sure it's because he just spent a ridiculous amount of money on a new PA system and sound board for the band and he thinks he's on thin ice.  Which he could be.  That's the thing about thin ice--you really don't know for sure until it cracks and you end up freezing.  Just saying. 

In response to his ridiculously expensive purchase, I'll be giving my Christmas list to him this weekend. 

I've had my iPhone for over two years.  It's time for a new one.  It's slowing down by the day and it doesn't always recognize my finger taps anymore.  (Does that make sense?  Finger taps?)  It's frustrating, and I want to throw it.  But I'm also practical (and cheap--sometimes) and I know that it's almost Christmas and we have a million other things to buy that are more important than a new phone for me.  Since it still works, I feel bad about going to get a new one.  If it broke, though, I wouldn't have a problem replacing it because, well, it would be broken and that's a valid reason to replace it.  (Are you following my logic here?)  So, thinking that, I took off my Otter Box case (it was beginning to tear anyway) and put on the cheapest case I could find and started letting Aniston play with it more.  That was over a month ago.  It's been dropped, stepped on, and tossed around.  And...nothing.  Not even a scratch.

Apparently, I'm in possession of the only indestructible iPhone ever made.

So I'm still waiting to get a new one until this one just completely stops working, I guess.  Sometimes I hate being practical and responsible and a grown-up.  It's not all it's cracked up to be.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Oh Christmas Tree

We went to find the perfect Christmas tree yesterday.  It was a fun trip and everything was great until the tree nearly fell off the car. 

(Note: When purchasing a Christmas tree, do not allow a sixteen year old to tie it onto the car.  Either do it yourself, or look for the man who is about your daddy's age.  Those are the trustworthy, knowledgeable types.)

(Nothing against sixteen year olds.  But I knew we were in trouble the minute he said something about wrapping the rope inside the car and B had to tell him that the Jeep had hooks on the inside of the roof rack.) 

(Also, at that point, B should have just said 'forget it, I'll do it myself', but he's too nice.  I don't have that problem.  That's probably why people generally like him better than they like me.) 

Anyway, the tree nearly fell off the car.  B will tell you that it wasn't close to falling off and that I'm being dramatic, but I'm sure that's not true.  We had to stop in a parking lot to re-tie the stupid thing.  I was pretty proud of us because we didn't yell at each other in the midst of the crisis.  (I've said before we don't bring out the best in each other, remember?)  We quoted lines from Christmas Vacation, laughed a lot, and finally made it home, tree and all.

And now I have to make a confession:

I don't like decorating for Christmas.  Not. one. bit.  I like it after it's finished, but as far as the actual decorating part....nope. 

Part of it may be the fact that I always end up doing it by myself.  B likes Christmas decorating even less than I do.  He's a good sport about dragging boxes up from the basement and helping decorate outside, but inside?  You can count him out.

 So once we got the tree in the house and settled, I was well aware that the rest of my weekend would be spent up to my ears in ornaments and tinsel.  (Except not really tinsel, because we don't have any of that.  I just like the way it sounds.)  I started decorating the tree last night and finished it and the rest of the inside decorations today after church.  And by "after church" I mean I started right after church and then finished about an hour ago.  It was a long, slow, tedious process.  I'm glad it's over. 

The decorations for outside are all piled on the front porch.  B says we'll get to them "sometime" which, for him and his ADHD, may mean next Christmas.  Thankfully, he's got me to nag him until he does it. 

He's such a lucky guy.  I really don't know what he'd do without me.

Anyway, the tree is decorated, the house is decorated (inside), and I'm tired.  I thought Aniston would be super impressed with all I had done, and just thinking about that made it worth all the work.  I made a huge show of turning on the lights for the first time.  I requested a drum roll, but she didn't do that so I just plugged them in.  Taaaaa-daaaaa! 

The response?  Nothing.  Not even a smile.  So, being the person that I am, I had to fish for compliments.

Me: Look, Aniston!  Isn't it beautiful?!
 Aniston: *Shrugs shoulders*  Nah.  Not really.


Saturday, November 30, 2013


I'm always rating how good things are.  It's a habit.  I'm usually quick to declare that something was the best ever, even if it probably wasn't, just because it's the freshest in my mind.  But I have no doubt that this statement is 100%, completely, totally true:

This was the best Thanksgiving ever.

I'm not sure if it's the stage of life I'm in, or the age Aniston is, or what exactly, but the whole Thanksgiving weekend was just perfect.  We have so, so, SO much to be thankful for.

We spent Thanksgiving with both our families.  Just like always, we had lunch with Bradley's family, then my family came to our house for dinner.  It was a good time. 

Aniston had a lot of fun playing with Colton.  The adults had fun, too, because the babies (who aren't really babies at all anymore) are finally at an age where we can let them play without being right there in the floor with them watching for biting, poking eyes, and such.  It was nice.

As hard as it was, I stayed true to my Black Friday declarations and didn't go shopping on Thursday night.  My mom, Aniston, and I went shopping on Friday morning around 9, which turned out to be a good time to go because it wasn't too crowded and the lines weren't bad at all.  Aniston did SO well.  Have I mentioned how much I'm loving taking her places lately?  I'm telling you, the girl is a constant source of fun.  I can't get over it.

Part of the fun is how much she's talking now.  She's a little unpredictable, so it can also be a little embarrassing (or downright mortifying) at times, too.  I've always said that parenthood is one lesson in humility after another, and this talking thing takes it to a whole new level. 

Sometimes, though, it's the best thing ever because, at two, you can get away with saying a lot more than at, say, twenty-nine.  Yesterday she told a lady at Kohl's, "You coughing!  Cover your mouth!" with this hilarious look of disgust on her face.  I did an excellent job of looking around and pretending I hadn't heard anything while silently thinking, That's my girl!  Because, really, if a two year old knows to cover her mouth, why does an adult have to be reminded?  Gross.  So, while I might want to crawl under the table every time she we're at a restaurant and she says, "I don't like that man," about the waiter who is still standing there and can hear every word she's saying, I have to admit that two year old honesty does have its good points.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Five on Friday

It's Friday night at 6:04 and my little girl--who refused to take a nap today--is now asleep.

Awesome.  Just awesome.

Since B has already left for a band gig, her super late nap is giving me a little time to blog and relax.  Which, I admit, is nice....even though it's probably going to come back to bite me in a few hours.  Ha!

{One} Thanksgiving is almost here!
 I am SO excited about Thanksgiving.  I can't wait to spend time with family, eat lots of yummy food, and have a few days off work to spend with Aniston.  I'm looking forward to decorating for Christmas, too--after Thanksgiving.

{Two} A Picture Frame Confession
 I bought some picture frames....um...a while back.  As in, I've had them for some time. Like....maybe since the summer.  And....they've been sitting empty since then.  If you're thinking they've been sitting in a closet somewhere (you know, since they're empty and all), you would sadly be mistaken.  They've definitely been sitting out on the tables I bought them for, with the fake families still in them.  I'm pretty sure Aniston thought those people were related to us.  Ha! But have no fear--thanks to our fall pictures, the frames have been filled and the fake families are no more. 

{Three} It's Getting Better!
 It's finally, finally, FINALLY getting easier to go places and do things as a family.  The terrible twos are not over by any stretch of the imagination (it pains me to say that), but it's manageable right now.  Going out to dinner or shopping is so much fun now.  We went to Chick-fil-a and Sam's on Wednesday night, and it was nice.  I was SO proud of our girl--the cow wasn't there, and she DID NOT cry about it.  She's been known to have melt downs over the stupid cow not being there.  One time it was so bad that the manager told her he was so sorry and gave her a little stuffed cow to make up for it, while he frantically whispered to me, "I'm trying to find someone to get in the cow suit!"  Bless.  Some kids are terrified of dressed up characters.  Clearly, my child is not.

{Four} A Black Friday Rant
 Now, I love Black Friday shopping as much as the next girl.  I like the crowds, the thrill of getting a good deal, and the start of the holiday shopping season.  I always spend Thanksgiving night spreading ads out on the living room floor and mapping out my plan.  It's fun for me. 

But here's the deal: Black Friday is called Black Friday for a reason.  Not Black Thursday at 6pm.  I was even okay with places opening at 9, and, I admit, B and I were in line at Toys R Us last year at that time.  But 6:00?  Really?  Not only are we cutting the time retail employees are able to spend with their families, but we're also cutting time that shoppers are spending with theirs.  How many people will leave Thanksgiving dinner early this year--or cut it out completely--just to go shopping?  Have we really come to this point?  Is there any deal that's good enough for me to cut out on family?

Also, on a completely ridiculous note, it makes me sad that Black Friday shopping probably won't be the same ever again.  The 5am store openings are long gone, I'm afraid, and Aniston will never experience the fun of real Black Friday shopping.  


I'm not saying it's not tempting because I most definitely am tempted to go.  There are some fantastic prices on things I would really like to buy people--or keep for myself--but I'm doing my best to resist. 

{Five} Perspective
Then you read stories like this, see pictures of starving children in other countries, or just look around your own community and see the needs others have--and it puts Black Friday and everything else in perspective.  Not to mention that it makes you feel about this big for even thinking about such a thing.

We have a warm house and running water.  We have never been truly hungry with no promise of food.  We're able to go to church on Sundays and worship as we choose.  We have access to the best medical care and medicine. 

So that's it, y'all.  If I don't manage to get a cheap tv, the Kitchen Aid mixer I still want, or win the $1000 Belk gift card for standing in line with all the other crazies, I'll be okay.

In fact, I'll be blessed.

I'm linking up today with Darci.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Fall Pictures

Oh, y'all. 

We got the CD of our fall pictures today.  I love them!  Stephanie did such a fantastic job.  I'm pretty sure I've said, "That one's my favorite!" about fifty or so different times. :) 

I can't get over the little girl in these pictures.  Where did my baby go?! 

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Saturday Night

My Saturday night has consisted of updating all the apps on my phone and going through emails. Exciting, right? 

I'm the worst email checker ever, and I think I'm on every store's email list.  I could unsubscribe, but they send coupons.  And who doesn't like a coupon?  So, since B isn't here--he's gone to see a band play--and I wasn't doing anything, I decided it was time to deal with that ridiculous inbox.

I also spent about an hour of my Saturday night being a referee between Aniston and the schnauzers.  This is exactly why I'm not sure B and I could handle more than one child.  I nearly lost my mind, and two of the ones involved couldn't talk.  The one who can talk tattled constantly--the schnauzers stepped on her puzzle, they wouldn't leave her alone, Lucy ran off with a toy....at one point, she even went as far as to take a break from singing 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat' to yell, "Lucy won't row!"


Lucy puts up with a ridiculous amount of stuff.

Who can blame her if she drew the line at rowing?

Friday, November 15, 2013

Five on Friday

 Happy Friday!  I'm linking up with Christina today.

We're three weeks into the time change, and it's still killing me.  I'm not a fan.  All I want to do in the evenings is sit around in yoga pants (which are never used for yoga, by the way), drink hot chocolate, and then go to bed at 7. 

Yesterday Eric, thinking he'd be clever, asked Aniston, "What does the fox say?"  Without missing a beat, she told him that the fox says "Oh man!"--because that's what Swiper the fox always says on Dora.  So, there you have it, y'all.  Mystery solved. ;)

...Just in case you've somehow missed the fox craziness, here's the video.  Now you can have the song stuck in your head, too.  You're welcome.

We have a Christmas photo mini-session scheduled for tomorrow!  Technically, this goes against my absolutely-no-Christmas-before-Thanksgiving policy, but it's being done in hopes of mailing Christmas cards at a decent time this year.  As in, before the week of Christmas.  B says he doubts that will happen.  Have I mentioned he can be a bit of a Debbie Downer sometimes when it comes to my ideas and plans?

Also, Christmas presents do not fall under the absolutely-no-Christmas-before-Thanksgiving policy, because I value my sanity.  Christmas shopping has been a crazy rush the last two years, and I'm not putting myself through that again.  I probably should've started earlier than this, but, if I'm being honest with myself, I would have just lost the presents somewhere in our house by putting them in a very safe place.  That's how I lose most things.  It's better to wait until a tree is in the near future to stash them under.  That's right, y'all--not only is a Christmas tree pretty, it can also be used as an organizational tool.

I love online shopping.  Last night, I knocked seven names off our Christmas list--in my yoga pants while watching tv.  I mean, really.  How can it get any better than that?

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Steam Mops, Vacuums, and Labrador Retrievers

I would like to blog every day.  Or at least every other day.  But let's face it: That's probably not going to happen until June.  Or July.

Or never. 


It's just too hectic.  Not to mention that, by the time Aniston goes to sleep, I'm too tired to even put together two coherent thoughts much less a blog post with an actual purpose.

Which leads me to this post that has no point whatsoever. 

It's a four day week because of Veteran's Day, which is great, but weeks like this always throw me off.  I never know what day it is.

I meant to blog about our weekend, but never got around to it--probably because it's a four day week and it's already Wednesday.  I didn't really realize that until I got to work this morning and the second graders announced (many, many times) that it was "Hump DAAAAY!"  (Thank you, Geico, for creating the commercial that just keeps on giving. Haha!)

Anyway.  Our weekend was low-key and we got a ton of stuff done around the house.  The highlight of my weekend was buying this guy.  I've wanted him for years.  We're a match made in heaven.

While I was at it, I bought this, too.

See that ad?  It's not lying.  I'm amazed by this thing.  I can't believe how well it works.  Maybe I should be a little embarrassed about my excitement over a new steam mop and vacuum, but I'm just too giddy about my clean floors to care.  I've been vacuuming constantly.  Hardwood floors, tile floors, rugs, carpet, ceiling fans...I'm a vacuuming fool, I tell you. 

Except for today.  Today I'm not vacuuming anything because I sprained my wrist wrestling an eighty pound Labrador retriever back into her fence.  Turns out, she's stronger than I am and nearly as stubborn.  I may have sacrificed my wrist, but I won, and felt pretty smug about it. 

I should probably be embarrassed about that, too, but I'm not because, clearly, I'm superior.  

And it only took, like, five doggy treats to get her back into the fence and prove that.  ;)

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Five on Friday

Happy Friday! I'm linking up with Christina for Five on Friday.

It's a three day weekend!!  I am so stinkin' excited about having Monday off.  There are SO many things I want to do around here and so  many things I need to catch up on.  How crazy is it that I'm looking forward to staying home most of the weekend, cleaning, and organizing?

Last weekend's family pictures went really well!  Stephanie is a fantastic photographer, and was so patient with Aniston.  I snapped this picture with my iPhone during our session.  Melt. My. Heart. 


I'm in love with Starbucks this fall.  Pumpkin Spice Lattes, Skinny Vanilla Lattes, Caramel Frappachinos....yes, please.

We celebrated my Mamaw Ruth's 89th birthday last weekend.  She is such a blessing to our family, and Aniston is so lucky to know the love of great-grandparents.  When my cousin asked how old she was, Mamaw laughed and replied, "Seventy-five!"  Here I am worried about turning thirty in a few months, and she's wishing she was seventy-five again.  I guess it's all in the perspective.  Haha! :)

B and I watched the CMAs on Wednesday night.  Like every other woman in America, I want Carrie Underwood's legs.  

Friday, November 1, 2013

Five on Friday

Happy Friday, y'all!  I'm linking up with Natasha for 5 on Friday.
{One} Halloween
Halloween was lots of fun!  Our Tinkerbell was a candy-crazy little thing who insisted all.night.long that she wanted to be a cowboy (I couldn't convince her that she would actually be a cowgirl, not a cowboy) instead of Tinkerbell.  We don't have a single good picture of her in her costume because she didn't have time to stand still for even a minute.  Not to mention that someone ((cough::her daddy::cough-cough) was in a hurry and didn't want to take the time to hear her mommy's picture ideas and critiques.  Whatever.  We may try to take a few pictures this weekend of her in her costume, or I may just say forget it and post the not-so-great pictures we have.  We shall see.

{Two} Fall Pictures
We have a session scheduled tomorrow for family pictures.  I always have such a hard time picking out clothes for pictures.  I declared that I had nothing to wear on Wednesday morning and went shopping that night.  Still not satisfied, I bought a few more things tonight.  (So, basically, if B checks the account between now and 10:30 tomorrow morning, we may not have family pictures.  Ha!)  I'm the worst decision maker ever.  I may have taken lots of pictures in the mirror so I could compare clothes and jewelry.  I also may have used Insta Collage to compare my favorites.  (I thought it was a brilliant idea.)  And, after all that, I still have no idea what I'm wearing tomorrow.

{Three} Mommy-Daughter Date Night
B went out with the guys tonight (to race indoor go karts, because that's what you do when you're responsible men in your thirties), so Aniston and I had ourselves a little date night.  We were going to the pediatrician's office this afternoon anyway for a flu shot, so while we were out we went shopping and had dinner.  It was such a great time!  No tantrums, no whining, no being upset with each other...It was perfect, and I loved every minute of it!

{Four} Christmas?! It's Not Even Thanksgiving Yet!
I'm always amazed by how much we rush things.  On Wednesday, I noticed that the Halloween stuff had already been put on clearance and was being pushed out of the way to make room for Christmas stuff.  Hobby Lobby has had their Christmas stuff out for a couple of months.  I just can't get over it.  So many people overlook Thanksgiving in the rush to get to Christmas.  Well, not here, friends.  Ohh, no.  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.  It always has been.  And, around here, we're going to continue to appreciate it.  Our fall decorations will be up until Thanksgiving.  No Christmas lights will be twinkling in our home until we've been properly thankful...and have eaten all the stuffing and turkey we can hold.

{Five} Speaking of Christmas...
My brother already has his Christmas list ready.  (Did I mention he's 24?)  He's planning to email it to me.  Bless him.  He's not showing a ton of appreciation for Thanksgiving, but I love him anyway. :)

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Lazy 5

On Sunday we went to Lazy 5 Ranch with Brooke, Reid, and Kennedy.  We had so much fun!!  Aniston was SO excited to be there, and the weather was gorgeous.

We went on a wagon ride through the park.  (Side note--I have NO idea why people choose to drive their cars instead of take the wagon.  Sure, it's cheaper, but when you consider a little extra money versus a yak poking it's head in your car window--there's just no contest.)  I was in charge of taking pictures since, a) I'm not a huge fan of feeding slobbery animals, and b) even if B doesn't want to admit it, he gets a little nervous when I'm the one holding Aniston on a moving wagon with huge animals around.  I have no idea why. ;)

Every fall Lazy 5 has a fall festival with lots of pumpkins, a hay castle, huge play areas filled with corn kernels, and a pumpkin slingshot.  B and Reid did the slingshot last year, and, of course, wanted to do it again.  (That may have been the only reason they agreed to go back to Lazy 5.  Ha!)  Both of them managed to knock the pumpkin off the hay bale, so they won prizes--tickets for a family trip to Lazy 5!

It was a perfect day!