Libby

I told her no hair extensions and this is how she acts...

Pop Tarts

Gideon recently asked if I would buy him some Pop Tarts.  "No," I replied. "They are not a healthy breakfast food." Then, the next day a small box of the strawberry kind found their way into my shopping cart. I have eaten half of them already.

The boys still don't know what a Pop Tart tastes like.

Kids in a Box

What's a matter you?

Hey? Shaddap you face!

My Funny Valentine?

Last night we found our shop an inch under water...

Boooo! Hisssss!

We hadn't been out there in a week. 

It never dawned on me that there was water in the backyard.......maybe because of the recent snow...

booo a-yund hisss again.

OLD MAN WINTER....

...CAN KISS MY GRITS!

Hello Ladies

Hello Ladies...It's been a while..... Nice to see you again after so many child bearing months....

This is how we do...

Summertime 'round here

More..

 ...blogs involving cars coming soon, but in the meantime...

Built Ford Tough

I stood there a little nervous as my dad and the neighbor discussed what could have POSSIBLY happened to the section of his fence a quarter mile down the road from my house. "I have no idea, " I lied.

One week earlier my boyfriend and I left my house and were conversing as we drove down the road in his old two tone blue Ford truck. (A lot like the one pictured here. This was the best I could find on the internets.) Anyway, I was sitting in the middle, like a good little country girlfriend, while he drove. My eyes were on the road. His eyes were looking at me while he was YACKITY-YACKING. Just then, I see that he is drifting hard to the left of center. So what do I do? I do what any teenybopper girl would do........ I SCREAM! I scare the BEJESUS out of him and he swerves hard to the right, into the ditch and through the barb wire fence! And then....HAHAHAHA! That's exactly what I did..... I laughed..... I tend to do that. Hey, no one was injured. Old Blue was still in tip-top shape. It had a large scratch on the hood from the fencing, but other than that? Perfect. It took us a few minutes to assess the damage and remove ourselves from the ditch before the neighbors saw headlights....and then....HAHAHAHAHA!!  I laughed again. I've ticked more than one person off in my lifetime by laughing at inappropriate moments.

We headed to town in a whirlwind contemplating his demise if his dad found out what had happened.  Oh no! We found our good friend, Joe, and a can of Krylon and went to work. But we couldn't just paint the scratch!  It wasn't quite the right shade of SPRAY PAINT. We had to paint nearly the WHOLE TRUCK.  And what were we thinking?? Why did we think his dad would give two hoots about a scratch on his ol' blue Ford pick'em up truck anyways.

The Adventures of Whitey- Chapter 1

Growing up I loved having kids over for slumber parties. When I was old enough to set up the tent  by myself I began having campouts down in our pasture. We would build a fire, roast marshmallows, pitch our sleeping bags and live it up. We were only less than a quarter mile from my house, just down the hill.  It was usually me and several girls, along with whoever else would show up to join us.  We had a great time and were always within listening distance of my dad, who pretended to be doing stuff outside, and my little sister who liked to hide in the tall grass with her Jr. High friends to spy on us.

It was late on one such evening and we were all snuggled up by the fire laughing, talking, and being silly.....when we see headlights in the distance coming over the hill on the road near where we were set up. We lived on a small country road, so traffic was slim. But this time we watched as the car came to a stop behind some trees along the fence line. We all stopped to listen and heard loud, but familiar, voices jumping out of a car. At first we thought we had visitors. Then, it was obvious that they had only stopped to take a drunken piss in the trees along the road. Two senior boys. After a few minutes we realized they had NO IDEA we were all just a few feet away listening to them yell at each other while they struggled to get their zippers down.  When all of a sudden what do we hear? None other than Whitey, my dad's '66 Chevy pickup truck,  peeling out of the driveway, screeching around the corner and SCREAMING her granny gears down to our campout! I'll never forget that sound as long as I live. I still laugh about it.



As Whitey reached the bottom of that hill and came to a very bouncy stop, I realized I'd never seen my dad jump out of a moving vehicle so fast in my life! His feet hit the pavement and he was in the faces of a couple of unsuspecting and intoxicated 18 year-olds before that son-of-a-gun was in park!  We were just the innocent bystanders in the scene that unfolded next. And my dad, who apparently believed that these two guys were in some way harrassing us, was mistaken. They didn't even know we were there!  So, Dad chews them up one side and down the other with several VERY choice words about gettin' out of there and leaving us alone.  Then we watched as those two jacked-up boys with pee on their shoes and tails between their legs jumped back into their car and sped up the hill toward town.

Yet again, an opportunity to laugh my rear off.........(After Dad went back to the house, of course.)

Cupcakes with a cute little Neighbor

Aislee and Libby

This is why Daddy should not be in charge of hair and clothing on important picture days.

Exhibit A: Hair

Exhibit B: More Hair

Exhibit C: Christmas morning pajamas

What daddies do best

This makes me...

long for summer!

Mario Time!

Mario has been hangin' around my house a lot since Halloween.  For two whole months he went to school, the grocery store, Wal-Mart, the pediatrician, the obstetrician, the hospital, and just about anywhere else I would take him.  

Where's Mario in the school Christmas program? See if you can spot him!

The red "M" fell off at some point, so Dad sharpied a makeshift "M" to replace it.  

After Christmas break Sam finally left "Mario" at home. One of the parents at his school thought there was a new student in his son's class.