A Family Affair

From the moment Kenley awakes, which has been around 10 am lately, she begins asking when we can visit Allie Boone. Having cousins a mere 7 minutes away, has it’s benefits. Like built-in, daily entertainment. Almost every afternoon, around 4:00, we pack up and head to Aunt Britty’s house allowing kill time the kids play together for an hour or two. It works out well, because as most moms know, the ‘witching hour’ from 5-7 pm is typically when children melt down, whine and essentially drive their parents to drink. Instead, AB and Kenley have a blast, Raynes can ‘explore’, they bond over goldfish, and eventually take a quick bubble bath together before we head home for dinner.
The benfits of this little set up are two fold. The cousins have fun and the parent’s don’t have to pop open a beer. Well, usually we don’t.

Kenley has this baby boy ‘thing’ down pat.

Yes, that would be George going in for the real thing.

Whit- One Month Old. He likes Maury Povich television.

Mike will kill me when he sees this, but I’ve always wanted to know what he would look like as a girl. I’d say he is mighty purty in his flowered headband. But something tells me he still doesn’t pass for a girl.

Time to head back over to Aunt Brittys!



Picture it, 1995. Cue Third Eye Blind, Johnny Depp and Ace Ventura. It’s hard for me to grasp that we’ve been out of high school for 17 years now. This weekend us girls got together for our annual ‘girls weekend’. We started this tradition back in 2004, when Britton was a baby {and the only baby of the group} – I remember I even took her with me. You know, first baby when you hated to go anywhere without them.
Many children, and several weddings later- we are now driving from six different cities and 2 states, to enjoy this special time almost every summer. No husbands, no children.

Now, don’t get me wrong, we used to be a wild bunch  We would get together and talk about boyfriends, the ol’ days, stay up until 3 am, order late night pizza, and argue about who can drink the most, who used to kiss the most- and spend the next day laying around reeking of last night’s fun.

Girls Weekend | Seacrest Beach

Now, when we come together, the discussion is more along the lines of deteriorating vision, skin tags, insurance policies, child rearing, divorce, bunions and job stress. It’s real life, with real problems.

But one thing has not changed… and that is the light hearted {some might call it immature} fun that we all have whenever we are together. So while the conversations have changed somewhat, the bonds have only become stronger over the past 25+ years.


Insert immature exhibit A…  Uh hum, Darby

As if we need more proof…

Where’s Waldo? Danya found her glasses from 8th grade. All that’s missing is a neck brace

Moustache girl

Instagramming… during dinner

Posing again, imagine that.

How welcoming it was to get away and have it feel like the old days. To sit on the beach without lathering sunscreen on children first, choose a restaurant without looking at the children’s menu and load up into a without strapping anyone into a carseat.

No more gold bikinis
Although I do recall Erikka calling me while I was driving, on her cell phone from the third row where she sat, asking if we were lost.  And yes, we were. A car full of intelligent women and we just couldn’t seem to find our way back home. Every time.

And so it goes. Another year has come and gone. Everyone is unpacked, back to their ‘real’ lives and we will go back to the occasional phone calls to check in on each other. But come next summer, we will all move mountains, once again, to find our way down memory lane.

Nine Months | Raynes

Just like a heavy weight boxer, or in your case a light weight boxer, here are your stats.

Height: 28.5″   (73%)
Weight:  19 lbs 3 oz   (30%)
Head Circumference:  46.3 cm   (53%)

Food: You have finally decided to hold your bottle yourself, and eat some finger foods beyond the standard cheerios. Just like your sister Britton, you have two small sweet teeth that prefer sugar over peas. Speaking of vegetables, you still have an aversion to strawberries, watermelon, pasta, tomatoes, and peas.

Mobility: You crawl everywhere and can stand on your own but not for long. You have managed to visit the hospital again this month, when your fever spiked to 105 degrees. Several tests and more days later, you were good as new.

40 weeks

Sleeping: You are back to napping three times a day, again. I must say, it does help with the witching hour to have one less child whining for dinner. You sleep from 7:00 pm until 7:00 am.

New Discoveries: Your Mama had one today when she moved your crib away from the wall and found 12 pacifiers you had dropped! Note to self, stop buying and start looking first.

Dear Mom and Dad

The day arrived.

Britton left for her first spend the night camp this morning. I swore to her that I wouldn’t embarrass her by busting out my camera as she boarded the bus, with the 59 other children from our church.
It is an unsettling feeling knowing that I will not see my child, or hear her little voice for the next 6 days.  Quite unnerving, actually,  for a helicopter mom like myself.

In my heart, I know she will have fun, even if she does have momentary homesickness.
Her mama, on the other hand, may not be fare as well.

Middle Child Syndrome

With the addition of another sibling this fall, it is a rare and special opportunity for me to be able to have a one-on-one day of fun with the girls. I try to get each of them away by themselves, every so often, to hang out and do something with just the two of us.
Middle child was the most recent recipient of such an outing.
We had our nails ‘done’, grabbed some lunch, and headed to the fabric store for her to design her next skirt for mama to make her. Talk about my kind of girl!

We also stopped by the Dollar Tree for Kenley to choose special ‘gifts’ for Britton’s care package. She ended up going with a pink pencil case, princess shampoo and bright markers.

We stopped by Bernina Connection for her to browse the colorful fabrics for a good 20 minutes. So many choices! And yes, that is Christmas fabric beneath the cutting board. Christmas fabric!

It is such a special time  to be able to have individual conversations with my precious little people- to sit and talk, asking questions and be able to listen to the uninterrupted answers.  I wish I could do it more often.