Sunday, March 27, 2016

Those Sweet Glimpses ...

Do you ever see glimpses of your childhood?

I did today. 

This year our family has endured too many losses. And as much as I hate to say this, it took those losses to shake us to our core and decide to spend more time together as a family.

Growing up, Easter was always, always, always spent at Grandma and Grandpa's. With a juicy ham, too many deviled eggs to count, okra and sweet cream corn. And of course there was always the Egg Hunt. I can remember having to hide in the back bedroom while the eggs were being hid, oh the anticipation. I can remember filling my basket and retreating to the living room to dump them all out to see what goodies I got. 

And this year, I was so thankful to watch my babies enjoy that same tradition. It's been, only the Lord knows how long, since we had Easter at Grandma and Grandpa's. There was ham, okra, deviled eggs, sweet cream corn, the list goes on and on. And there was the Egg Hunt.

I'm just gonna say this. My generation has blown the last generation out of the water in offspring. Good Lord. I lost count after 25. You try countin' kids while they're all runnin' around lookin' for eggs.

I am so thankful for my Grandma and Grandpa. Good Lord, look what they've done!

All these kiddos, what a blessing they are! Drive ya a little crazy, but a blessing still!

Sugar Lump wasn't feeling too swift this weekend, so her Daddy's arms was where she wanted to be. No Solo Egg Hunting for her this year. 

I think this was my favorite picture of all from today! I just love those sweet smiles from Kohen.

 This Easter Season has been a doozy for us. Lots of sickness shenanigans, last minute shopping, yucky weather. But this. This is what is important. Family coming together, loving on one another and having some fun. 

I am so thankful for this big family of mine! My Grandma is 85 Years Old, my Grandpa is 90. I have 5 Aunts, 4 Uncles and 14 Cousins and remember, I lost count at the Second Cousins. We are crazy and country and strong as all get out. Plain and simple, I am thankful to call them mine. 

I am excited for the years to come, for the future Easter get togethers, to see my children enjoy this tradition like I did!

Happy Easter Y'all!


Saturday, November 7, 2015

Blurt ...

There is no rhyme or reason to this. And I really don't even know the point. I am just going to blurt out a bunch of stuff. Because I just feel like it I guess. 

1. I am addicted to Grey's Anatomy. It's like my guilty pleasure, my escape at bedtime (and sometimes nap time). I feel like I know them. Please someone tell me I am not the only one like this. We took a quick trip to the mountains a few weekends ago and I'm all "Oh my gosh! That looks just like Mer and Derek's house!". Yea. It's that bad. I started Season 1 on Netflix a couple months ago, just started Season 11 this week. Anyway, so there is my confession. 

2. I'm in total awe of having a daughter. My heart feels like it may explode somedays, well most days really. And I really could sit here and write for forever about her. Maybe I'll save all of that sappiness for another post. But really y'all, when I get her out of the tub and she sits on my bed and I brush her hair ... my.heart.explodes ... 

3. I'm ready for winter. Actually, I'm more than ready. I'm a Summer girl for sure, but I'm not going to deny how much I crave a fire in the fireplace this time of year. And hot chocolate. And fleece jammies. Oh yea. 

4. I'm thinking about cutting all of my hair off again. Thoughts on that?

5. I got a gym membership. Y'all I haven't had one of those in nearly 10 years. Honestly, I never thought I would want another one. And then about a week ago, I just decided to get one. And I'm loving it. The running, the machines, the sauna. I love it. 

6. Ben and Jerry's American Dream. Enough said there. 

7. This is the first year I am really feeling just how much testosterone is in my house. I am surrounded and enveloped and overtaken by football, football and more football. Kolt is obsessed. Like bad. He eats, sleeps and breathes football. Him and the other two biggest boys have printed just about all of the schedules, both Pro and College. And they study them. I have football cards all over my house. By the toilets. Taped to the walls. Pinned to the fridge. I am washing the same jerseys over and over again since they wear them to bed and to play in. And I'm not going to lie. I am loving every second of it. I love to hear them sit at the kitchen table and draw up their "Dream Team". I love to watch them play football in the backyard. I love to hear Kolt say, "Really?? What were you thinking??" - just like his Daddy does during a game. I love it all. 

8. I hit over 13,000 steps on my FitBit the other day from just cleaning my house. That is a lot of cleaning. 

9. I love that Kohen loves animals like he does. Out of all the things to pick on Netflix, he picks Planet Earth - the Ice episode - he's obsessed with penguins. It's seriously the cutest squeal ever when it comes on. 

10. I need a new wardrobe. One fit for a thirty year old. Versatile. And comfy. 

11. I need a vacation. Like a long one. 

So I guess that's it for right now. My random thoughts. 

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Fresh Start ...

I miss it y'all. 

This blog.

I miss it so much that when I stopped to think about how long it has been since I posted, my heart actually ached a little. 

The post before last, I posted from a hospital room. The day after Mother's Day, my Dad ended up in the hospital. And what was went to be a "simple surgery" and "a few days to heal" ended up being two weeks. Two weeks of watching my Dad nearly die, two weeks of fighting with doctors, two weeks of watching my family be crushed, two weeks that depleted me emotionally, mentally and physically. I am so thankful I can sit here and type that my Dad is okay, back at work and healthier than he has ever been. 

June brought Summer and the pool opened in our neighborhood. Our school year came to an abrupt end because I honestly didn't have the energy to finish it up. We spent June at the pool, recovering from all that May brought us. 

July is a big birthday month around here. My Dad, Kolt, Kruz, Kohen and the Hubs all celebrate their special days this month. 

In August, my Sugar Lump turned one, Kohen had a busted ear drum, I turned 30 and we started our school year back. 

Now it's the end of September. Just like that.

It's crazy how life just happens and happens so fast. The next few posts might be some from Summer or from birthdays or could be me telling you about how crazy current life is. Either way, I am so excited about being here. About being back to share our life with you. 

Anything you want to hear about? Let me know!

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Birthday Love For Kolt Edward ...

This kid y'all. This kid turned seven today. I heard over and over and over from him that today was "the best day ever". And really we didn't do anything over the top. But that's Kolt. He's pretty much just happy all the time, not too hard to please. The Hubs was at school all day, so our birthday festivities had to wait until after he got home. Kolt always, always, always picks Mexican for his birthday dinner. And it's our tradition to take the Birthday Kid to Toys R Us to pick out his (or her now) birthday gift(s). Most times after we're done pitching in our $25 and the grandparents give "a little", the Birthday Kid will end up with about $75 to spend. 

Kolt spent his money on lots of Pokemon things and a MineCraft Lego set. 

YahYah got him a box to store his Pokemon cards in and some more Pokemon cards to help fill it up!

MawMaw and PawPaw gave him $20 to go to TRU with!

All of his goodies! And I see a Photo Bomber!

Happy SEVENTH Birthday Kolt Edward! You are one loving and loved kiddo!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Surgery and Such ...

Sunday was one of the best Mother's Day I have ever had. It was nothing fancy and it was nothing short of perfect. 

I woke up to a beautiful new wind chime, fresh flowers and muffins. The boys and I snuck downstairs to make a banana pudding for the husband (yes on Mother's Day, but he finished up one crazy semester on Friday and he deserved his most favorite dessert). At church I was given another pretty set of flowers for being the Momma with the most, who knew? After church we grilled out with the family and then Travis and I worked on a project we've been wanting to tackle. It was nice to just spend some time with him. Made my Mother's Day! 

First thing Monday morning, we were thrown for a loop. To not air all the dirty laundry, I'll just say my Pops ended up needing emergency surgery and according to his Doctor, we got here just in time. Apparently, his abdomen was full of infection, puss and other yucky things - so full that he was close to dying and we never even knew. 

He is going to be here about a week. 

So last night, we watched Family Feud, MisFit Garage and Swamp People. It was kinda nice. I really don't get to see my Dad very often. So yea, I'm soaking this up. I'm soaking him up these next few days. 

I'm thankful for Nurse's Station coffee and warm hospital blankets since my Dad is freezing the room out.

I'm thankful for the feeling of being a kid again listening to my Dad teach me about fixing cars and such. 

I'm thankful for a husband who never questioned me being gone, a brother who is hopping on a bus to get here tonight and family and friends who are helping out with my babies. 

Please pray for my Pops. We're having a few bumps in the road and right now he really needs rest. Please pray for a smooth recovery and for restoration in more places than just his body. 

Thursday, May 7, 2015

This Girl ...

Sugar Lump.

Lump of Sugar.


Boogie Bear.

Pretty Girl.



Khloe Ruth.

You've acquired so many sweet and goofy names in the past 9 months. You have swooped in and knocked every last one of us off of our feet, even Kohen. You smile as soon as your eyes pop open in the morning and who ever is in the room with you at the time smiles too. You're such a great baby, always happy (unless your sleepy), always laughing at your brothers. You love your jumper and jumping in my lap and for Heaven's sake I have never seen a Baby Girl love her Daddy like you love yours. Your whole body goes haywire as soon as he comes through the door. I am so thankful for that sweet bond I am already watching grow between you two.  You just started crawling last week and now I can't keep you in one spot to save my life. You weighed almost 17 pounds at your check up and all your brothers crowded around to comfort you when you had your finger pricked. Good grief. You are still nursing morning, noon and night and in between. You love yogurt! 

Sugar Lump, you are the best!

Happy Nine Months (and Two Days) to You!

Mommy loves you more each day!

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

So There's This ...

It has been almost a month ago since I fulfilled a promise to both myself and my friend Nicole. When she left Georgia to move to Arizona last August, I promised to come visit. I promised to bring my sweet baby girl with me so they could meet each other since Nicole would miss her birth by just a few days. If I can be honest for a second, I normally don't follow through with promises like this. Sure, in the heat of the moment, in the days when your best friend is packing up to move clear across the country, promises are thrown around. We promised we would FaceTime, we said our kids could be pen pals, I promised to come visit in the Spring. Considering we never FaceTimed and our kids never wrote a single letter to each other, I told myself I had better make that trip happen. 

On April 9th, Khloe and I headed to the airport to fly to Phoenix. I was so nervous about having her on the plane. I just kept praying she wouldn't be that baby that screamed the whole time. And thank the Lord, she wasn't. Considering I woke her up at 5am to head to the airport, she slept just about the entire flight. When she did wake up, she was as happy as could be. 

She slept and I read. The perfect combination.

Nicole was waiting for me at Baggage Claim and although I was forever away from home, I felt at home just as soon as I saw her face. What is so crazy about this girl is that I haven't known her that long. It seems like most times, "best friends" have known each other for forever. We just met about 3 years ago. And even though our lives are so different, we are just the same. We are Mommas, we are wives, we are girls who need a friend. We struggle, we have triumphs, we text each other when we make the worst parenting mistakes ever. She is one I can rely to understand why I give my kids melatonin at nap time sometimes so I can regain my sanity. She has answered countless (and sometimes ridiculous) homeschooling questions over and over and over again. We have brought each other Starbucks in the middle of the day so the other one doesn't have to get out. Our friendship has just clicked. And I thank God for her and her sweet family every day. 

Wow. That was mushy and gross and I really didn't mean to go there. But I did.

So where was I? Airport, then breakfast at her very favorite spot.

Seriously, the best vanilla latte I have ever had. 

I really just spent the next few days stepping into her life in Arizona.

We shuffled the kids around school. 

We climbed a mountain, which was one of the most liberating things I have ever done in my entire life. Everyone should conquer a mountain, even if you do stop at Quitter's Point and go to Chipolte. 

She showed me around her town, which is so beautiful! And took me to the Farmer's Market. 

(First time meeting my Aunt Ruth who lives in Arizona too!) 

We talked and talked and ate guacamole and talked and ate some more guacamole on her patio. We watched Jeopardy and answered all the questions wrong. I got to smooch all over her babies while she got to smooch all over mine. We even planted two plants in her backyard, Lord I hope they are still alive. We ate good food and the best yogurt I have ever had. 

Other than spending nearly two days at the airport to get home, the trip was practically the best. 

It was nothing fancy, which made it perfect. Just getting to be a part of the Pope's everyday life was exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to see where Josie went to school, their cute little neighborhood, their favorite spot for ice cream. And that is just what we did. 

P.S. Next time, we will fly on a regular ticket.