Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Take a Walk

It's not everyday that I get to go on a walk with a cowboy in his vest and sheriff badge, boots, and hat.
Because some days that cowboy is a knight completely decked out with plastic armor and has trained his little brother to act as his jousting partner.
Some days I go on a walk with two very cute baseball players in their Atlanta Braves hats.
Some days it's with a texting pirate and his 8 month old matey. Not sure if it's the cutlass or the eye patch that brings us lots of attention.
It's not everyday I get to go on a walk with a cowboy, a baseball player, a knight, or a pirate. But it is everyday that I am beyond blessed to spend time with these two highly imaginative boys.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Made You Look

Want to see something ridiculously stinkin' cute?
Thanks for the shades Grandpa!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Man of our House

Nothing quite captures my heart like the sight of my husband interacting with our boys.
Watching my hero get down on the floor to wrestle, drive matchbox cars, and build towers just melts me.
My man can research, write, debate, negotiate, litigate, and save lives, but once he gets home and after he sweeps me up for a kiss he is all about his boys.
They admire, imitate, observe, and respect their Dad. Watching my man with my little men is one of my greatest joys in life.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Path Less Traveled

I like to wonder how God will use the personalities I see developing in my little men. What type of leaders, husbands, fathers will come of these creative, impulsive, comical, imaginative boys.
When Harrison refuses to use any object for it's designed purpose I see an imagination to capture the masses, engineering to solve a world crisis, and a visionary creating the next big thing. While his impulsive nature of "leap before looking" may scare me to pieces, I know heroes need such bravery.
When he marches to the beat of his own drum, reasoning with teachers, leading older children on the play ground and proudly heading into public dressed in cowboy boots, a gladiator helmet, and a pirate sword I wonder how God will use such confidence, leadership, and personality.
See, Harrison doesn't like to stay on the path everyone else is taking, he finds new trails. He could care less of naysayers, they spur him on. His drive and passion are unmistakable. While this momma can only wonder what God has in store, I pray this man will grow after God's own heart...even while wearing his cowboy boots.
(Last shot is for Project 52 and Then She Snapped)

Wednesday, February 22, 2012


I love how this little man can make me feel like a million bucks. How he breaks into a beaming smile when I come into view. How he reaches for me to sweep him up. How he wraps his pudgey arms tight around my neck and buries his face in my shoulder.
I love his open mouth kisses all over my face and his fingers gently playing with my hair. I love hearing him say "Mum" even if he doesn't really know what he's saying. I used to wonder if loving our second son would come just as naturally as the first time, but all doubts have long been erased as I've fallen hard for this guy!

Monday, February 20, 2012

Words of Wisdom

It's better to build boys...
...than to...
...mend Men.
Truett Cathy, Founder and Chairman, Chick-Fil-A Inc.

Saturday, February 18, 2012


I've come to the conclusion that no matter how hard you try to instill healthy eating habits in your kiddos, it is very hard to compete with the built in basic food groups that these human vacuums come with.
First off, Gerber Puffs are a complete food group all of their own. According to babies, they are a perfect substitute for breakfast, lunch, or dinner and a preferred snack at any and all times of day.
Following closely behind Puffs is the highly nutritious biter biscuit food group. This widely varied group consists of all types of easily dissolved starches compacted into a handheld bar of sorts. These also are required at any and all times of day.
Once a certain number of teeth have a appeared, babies naturally graduate to more complex food groups. The third inborn food group is peanut butter and jelly. This food group may be achieved with crust on or off.
The final naturally built-in food group is sugar...all forms. Kiddos seems to require a ton of this stuff for basic functioning. They claim to need at least 6-11 servings a day and will except anything from donuts to sugar packets to meet their requirements.
Eventually other food groups will appear, chicken nuggets, mac 'n cheese, pizza, etc. Parents, enjoy retraining this in-born food pyramid...around here, it's a work in progress.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

When I Grown Up

When I grow up, explained Harrison, I'm going to build a farm! First I'm going to get some animals and then I'll build a big barn!
I'll have horses, cows, dogs, and cats to eat the snakes. I don't like snakes very much. They are not going to be on my farm. I'll also have some sheep and some giraffes.
I'm not going to get married, I don't like that. I'm just going to have my big barn, a red one, and all my animals. It will be the biggest farm! That's what I'm gonna do when I grow up.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Live and Learn

Harrison learns by doing. Tell him something is too hot to touch and he will try just to see for himself.
He sees football teams running plays and he grabs his pigskin and runs them himself across our living room floor.
So when he saw his Aunt Bean gliding across ice what do you think he had to try...even though he didn't have skates.
His test steps out on the ice were halted by someone not as amused as I was by his curiosity. But his hands on learning taught him ice skating is cold, hard, and definitely needs further experimentation.
(Linking up to And Then She Snapped and Paper Mama)

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


In our house this day is not celebrated with cliche roses, scary stuffed chocolates, and over sized stuffed animals. We have only been on a date once on this day before. We have never exchanged diamonds and gold on this day.
This day has occasionally in the past seen red paper heart cut-outs on the wall, heart shaped pancakes, and fun pink and red candies in a dish on the counter. But this day is not one filled with expectations.
This day serves only to remind us of the love we already have surrounding us. The feel of chubby little hands around our necks, and pb&j kisses on our cheeks. Our hands in each others, and falling asleep by the one we love. This is a day we thank God for because it is one more we have together.

Saturday, February 11, 2012


Believe it or not, this is the picture of a sick little man.
You would never know through the smiles and giggles that he was feeling lousy.
Besides a few isolated moments of registering valid complaints, this little man just doesn't let much get him down.
As proof to my point these pictures were snapped in a doctor's office where nursing staff questioned my need to have even brought him in.
After giggling through his exam our happy and playful man was diagnosed with a double ear infection.
I love that nothing knocks this kid out; he is laid back but not one to give in. I'm kinda impressed with him...and pretty glad God made me his mom.
*Update- Jeff went back to the doctor 24 hours after this post and was diagnosed with pneumonia. I'm thinking I'm going to have to keep my eye on this guy. He hides feeling bad too well!
(Fourth shot is for Paper Mama)

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Knight in Plastic Armor

Harrison has recently been his Mimi, which is a perfectly legit knighting in this part of the world.
He has been dubbed the protector of the realm which includes all the land between the back fence and the driveway.
And to this high powered, high geared, hyper-imaginative boy, that is pretty large territory. He has taken his knighting to heart and valiantly defends his borders.
He has slain dragons and conquered invading foes including the likes of Captain Hook and Goliath. He has head butted rescued damsels in distress...we may have some work to do on his manners with the ladies.
This little knight is the most valiant in the land, so if you have a dragon problem just let him know. Our knight in plastic armor will come to your rescue.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Back and Forth

We frequent playgrounds...often. Please refer to the previous post if you are questioning why we need to frequent playgrounds.
For the most part, we pack up, pick up, and hike to surrounding playgrounds. We've walked several miles to get to them before.
But it sure does defy the point of burning up energy if my boys are just going to succumb to the temptation of the gently sway of a swing.
We arrive at the metropolis of slides and climbing walls, mulch piles, and bridges. They excitedly attack the bright colored towers until they see the swings tantalizing them from across the playground.
Once these boys are strapped in there is no going back. They are contained and happy as long as I keep pushing them...or my arms fall out of their sockets, which ever happens first.
(Third shot is for Show Off, last shot is for Sweet Shot)

Monday, February 6, 2012


It would be an understatement to say Harrison has spare.
Though he tries to convince me he needs some M&M's to give him energy, this kid has it in spades and we need to find things for him to do with it.
Since we haven't found a way for him to share with me, and Jefferson is quickly building up his own excessive supply, it becomes imperative to utilize any and all outlets available.
Recently we discovered an outlet that consisted of nothing but padding, cushions, foam, and all things bouncy. This kid covered every square inch of explorable, jumpy, running space.
He climbed, slid, jumped, hung upside down, flipped, ran, and jumped some more. His energy went all over that gym.
I could just see Jefferson's little mind turning as he observed the craziness. He was getting ides, I could tell. This kid will be joining the ranks of energy burners sooner than I know it.
In the meantime, I'll be stashing Harrison's energy giving M&M's in my own top secret hiding place, and we will never stop exploring every possible outlet for these boys and there infinity energy supply.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Their Kind of Fun

I used to dread oil changes like the plague. Sitting in a dirty waiting room while Wheel of Fortune played on a dated tv in the corner, trying to determine if the greasy mechanic was trying to pull one over on me, "You need a windshield wiper deep conditioning treatment"...not my idea of fun.
That all changed when these hot wheels loving, power tool wielding, dirt under fingernails, little bundles of testosterone started arriving. They couldn't be happier if I announced we were going to Disney World. I should film our arrival at Jiffy Lube and use "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes," as a background track.
I see the oil slicked floors, the grimy chairs, the open pits in the floor. Harrison sees high powered air wrench action, the choreographed speed of a Nascar pit crew, and a thousand curiosities on which to get his little hands.
Of course, the free coffee (to all concerned: I only gave him like a tablespoon) doesn't hurt. And so we played as if we were at Magic Kingdom while we watched the oil get changed, the tires rotated, and some Wheel of Fortune re-runs.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

7 Months

Today you are 7 months little man! It still blows my mind how much you can change in 30 days. You are quickly leaving babyhood behind and setting a fast course for boyhood.
These days you weigh 18 1/2lbs and wear 9-12 month clothes and size 3 diapers. You are sitting up and army crawling. Nothing is safe from your octopus arms and curiosity. My earrings, the mail, and folded piles or laundry have all fallen prey to your prowess.
You know how to captivate your audience easily holding your fans in the palm of your hand. You make friends everywhere we go with your two-toothed grin and spikey hair. You know how to wave and give "fives". You are a great sleeper and love cuddling your football bear.
You already have the appetite of a man. You've never met a morsel you didn't like. You clean your plate and look around for more. You love fried rice, so much that you attack our plates when you see it coming.
There is no one in the world cooler than your big brother. You now make a sound to call for him and want to be in eyesight of his antics. Not sure if that's a good thing for you to start learning some of his chaos. You love joining in sword fights as you can now wield your own weapon.
Jefferson, you are a joy beyond words. Your slobbery open mouth kisses never get old. I love the feel of your tiny little hands wrapping around my neck and pulling me close. Our family is richer every day because of you and the blessing you are. We love you Jefferson!