Swimsuits and Ribbons

Swimmers, on your block… Get set… Go!
It’s been almost three years since Mike and I have sat in the stands cheering on our oldest. She had a brief soccer playing stint in the first grade, and since then dabbled in horseback riding, brownies, piano, acting, and ever-so-briefly tennis lessons.  Last spring, Sassy had another one of her “it came to me while I was sleeping” moments and decided Britton should be on the swim team.
After two months of swimming lessons swim technique training, she made the team. We packed up the stroller, camera bag and snacks and took our seats in the surrounding bleachers, ready to cheer on our girl.
Always cool under pressure, Britton wasn’t nervous in the least. She pulled down her pink goggles, toted her Costco Speedo and dove in for the “25m fly” {that’s swim lingo, folks- I’m learning}.
It was my first swim meet, ever, and I for one loved it. It is very methodical with specific events, that are timed. The goal is to beat your own time at each race.  I love this. Swimming on a team, but competing against yourself.  Maybe I should have been a swimmer instead of a cheerleader. Note to self for my next life.

Her cheering section

Following in her Aunt Shea’s footsteps, this one is quiet the competitor. She swam down her lane keeping an eye on each side of her. As soon as she hit the wall, the offical timer stopped the stop watch to record her time, the first question out of her mouth was, “Did I come in first?” The green Participation ribbon that each swimmer received assured her that yes, she did.

Aunt Shea would have been proud of our little competative B.


Halloween Crafty-ness

As I was spending my relaxing Friday evening sitting on the couch, wearing my comfy PJs and dated glass, enjoying the down time having my children in bed by 8:00, I stumbled upon this craft.  The Type A in me couldn’t leave it be until tomorrow, so I found all my old photos and edited them using her Picasa directions.  Halloween is here soon- hopefully I can take it across the finish line by then.

Pretty simple and straight forward- and I cannot wait to see how my Halloween photo garland turns out. Every picture floozy’s dream!


Love the ol’ memory lane….

Something strange is going on with blogger- haven’t been able to enlarge pictures all week. Whatever.

Into the Mind of Britton

Girl swap. That’s what us Moms call it when we swap little girls for a sleep over. My friend has three girls, the oldest two are the same ages as Britton and Kenley, and in the same class. One thing I have learned is that it is often “easier” to have the girls at home if they have a friend over. When I say easy, this would mean they play together (no sibling fighting), craft for hours (give mama peace and quiet), spend time in the backyard pretending to tend to their white {play} house, and of course, dressing up Poochie.
Friday night, Britton spent the night with her friend Emily. According to our contact {aka, Emily’s Mama}, they spent three hours in the back yard collecting sticks and leaves.
A fairy house, made entirely from leaves, was the final product.

She asked me to be sure to get a picture of the inside

For all the time I manage to have my camera strap on my shoulder, ready to go, I could kick myself for not having a gotten a photo of Britton with her matching American Girl Doll. Matching as in, Britton made her doll a shirt to match her floresent Justice shirt and braided theri hair the same way.
Oh how I wished I had taken a picture.

The latest Britton’ism is her fourth grade optional science project she is working on. Of course, she opted to do it. When it comes to science, my brain doesn’t know what’s up or what’s down. I referred her to her scientific Pops for help. Big Daddy is co-chairing the project as well. I think the title is something along the lines of “Filtration: Is bottled water as clean as filtered water”. There may be some homemade filtration test being built too. My science projects were more along the lines of
Which brand of microwave popcorn pops the most kernels.”  And every year my Dad would have a plaque made, because let’s face it, I never won.

Other happenings:

Aunt Coco and Aunt Shea shared some recent pictures of my other babies- Downing adn Maysie. Adorbs! If you live in the Atlanta area, you can find photography information HERE.


Energizer Bunny

If I had to point to the one, single most difference between my two girls and this baby boy, it would be the energy level. This little guy goes non-stop during the 9 hours of awake time each day.  Constantly turning his head to check out his surroundings, I am all but about to give up on my quest for him to “give Mama kisses”.   Most times, when we hold him in our arms, Mike and I are hard pressed to even have his blue eyes look at us, because he is too busy rubber necking around the room.

Enter his Nana, mother of two boys herself. Little Raynes must know that she has this whole boy thing down pat. The other night she scooped him up, and he laid his little head on her chest. Laid on her chest! What?! This is usually reserved for the rare, middle of the night wake-up-crying so Mama rocks him times. We have never seen him sit still long enough to snuggle.
He sure does love his Nana. Can you tell?