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Welcome to my blog. I'm a Mississippi country girl transplanted to Grapevine, TX. I have been blessed with a great husband, and my kiddos, Aleck and Ella. When I'm not eating bon bons on the couch, I am my kid's room mom, PTA member, Sunday School teacher, taxi driver, amateur photographer and personal chef. When I'm not doing those things, I'm running a small jewelry business, 2nd Amendment Jewelry (www.2ndamendmentjewelry.com), that I started with my twin sister, Glenda. It's a crazy and busy life, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world. I am so thankful for all the blessings in my life!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Not Me! Monday




It's Monday, and that means another installment of Not Me! Monday, a brutally honest confession of things that I most definitely did not do over the last week. To find out where Not Me! Monday originated, click on the link above to check out MckMama's blog

As some of you know, last month Aleck was so sick with a respiratory infection that his doctor almost hospitalized him. When Aleck woke up from a nap last week crying and gasping for breath, I was terrified that he may be suffering from another episode of reactive airway exacerbation. Luckily, I didn't panic and I did not call 911. When the paramedics arrived, Aleck did not abruptly stop crying and run around the living room showing off his Thomas the Train collection. Being a medical professional, I certainly can tell the difference between a temper tantrum and respiratory distress. I wonder what the insurance billing code is for "temper tantrum".


Sometimes Aleck likes to sit beside me in the rocking chair while Ella nurses. While we were rocking the other day, I certainly did not pick Ella's nose and wipe the boogers on Aleck's sleeve while thinking to myself, "It's OK. I'm going to change his shirt as soon as I am finished feeding Ella." That would just be too gross.


While taking pictures of Ella in a pink tutu, I did not nurse her until she fell asleep just so I could lay her down and snap some adorable pictures of her sleeping in a diaper and pink tutu. When she woke in the middle of me taking pictures, I certainly did not pick her up and nurse her to sleep, just to put her back down and snap more pictures.

Friday, September 25, 2009

A pink tutu and a silly question

I have got to tell you that dressing girls is so much more fun than dressing boys. Ella already has more clothes and shoes than Aleck does, and she can't even walk. For pete's sake, the girl has more clothes than I do, and she is less than three months old.

When Tom was looking for something in my car last night, he found a pink tutu that I bought for Ella. He asked, "What is this?" What a silly question, honey. We have a little girl. Enough said.







Friday, September 4, 2009

Ella in Bouncy Seat

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Ella wanted me to post this video for Nana and Poppo. We love you and miss you.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

First Day Back at St. Timothy Mother's Day Out




After a two-week break, Aleck went back to Mother's Day Out at St. Timothy today. He had new teachers and a new classroom and was not happy about the changes. It broke my heart to leave him crying. It didn't help matters that Aleck saw his best friends, Brooke and Presley, but he couldn't play with them because they are in different classes. It makes me sad to think about how fast my little boy is growing up.


I bought an Elmo rolling backpack for Aleck so he can help be responsible for getting his stuff to and from the car. He loved the backpack so much he slept with it the first two days. He couldn't wait to show Dede, Brooke and Presley his backpack. Unfortunately, the only thing he wants to carry around in his backpack is his sippy cup. When I loaded his bag with a change of clothes and diapers for Mother's Day Out, he would say, "No, Mommy", and quickly take everything out except his water cup. It kind of defeats the purpose when I have to take diapers and clothes in a separate bag while also making sure he keeps up with his backpack. I'm not sure where he gets that strong will of his.