April 27, 2015

March Went Something Like This


In an effort to improve blogging (yes, really), I do continue to write and queue up posts. I found this one this morning, buried from March.  Considering it's almost May, I should probably publish it.

March basically went something like this:




Still Frick and Frack.




Glory be, a finished bathroom!




We see Allie in every purple sky, even six months later.





Hayley is overhand serving.





Peeps are still gluten free. Damn it.





Our chili Bean gives free cuddles daily...





...but he's not a fan of car rides yet. We're practicing.




I love my new haircut.




Bean loves The Golden Girls while we're gone during the day (I did have to promise Daddy to leave ESPN on sometimes as well.)





Date nights and things.




Andy's love of chicken pot pies give me reassurance that he will survive college.




And, Trevor learned how to change spark plugs.

Time for April!




April 23, 2015

Uno Fuego

One Sunday night, we were in a mood for some fuego and Jesus. The littles were already in bed, so we took Bean outside for the first fire of the year.

Burning trimmings from the yard, mostly, but it was a fire nonetheless!




Bean wasn't the least bit scared of the fire. Bean's not really the least bit scared of anything. Except the geese in the lake out back!





I want you all to know that this man's heart has longed for a doggy for a very long time and he is completely in love with Bean. There are big plans for Bean to go fishing with Daddy, hunting with Daddy, and everything with Daddy. Bean LOVES Daddy, so this will work out nicely.

They selected old Tesla and Styx songs to listen to together. They stared at the stars overhead and talked to Jesus.




Beaner also loves the mommy.




April 22, 2015

And So, Last Week


Lots going on. Readying for summer at home, even though the weather is still flip flopping like crazy. 70 some days and then 40 the next. The 40 mph winds still suck. Bean, in particular, does not like them. Can't hardly stand in one spot long enough to pee, see.

We have done loads of spring cleaning lately. Bags upon bags for donation. The kids keep growing, no matter how many bricks I put on their heads. Trevor's inseam is almost 34". Wow.




There was yoga last week, thankfully - and a new tank top that made the Heavens open up and the angels cry out AMEN.




And the cemented post was finally dry enough for full basketball hoop installation. Followed by hours of playing in the rain. I'm not sure which dude in my house loves it more.




Hayley finished another round of rec volleyball.




The boys had a science fair on Bryon's birthday.  [Hello, Trevor's hair!]





And we hosted Plowman and IT Jesus for dinner on Saturday night! It was like chicken soup for our souls to hug on them. LOVE.




God is so good.


April 20, 2015

Bean Got His Wig Clipped

So the Beaner needed a haircut. Badly. Neighbor Dave with the schnauzers told us to be ready. "Puppy hair grows fast," he said. We underestimated, totally.

His first haircut was last week.

Before:




The groomer posted his 'after' photo on Facebook. She did a great job.





Hi, baby boy!




It's been 5 days since Bean's haircut. And he needs another one.


April 10, 2015

Judy Bovine is Swell

Over Easter this year, we drove back East and spent the weekend with Nana Judy.

It was very special and full of sticky memories.




The drive was long - like, 13 hours long - but everyone made it in one piece.




Nana was having brunch when we saw her. She invited all of us to sit with her lady friends in the dining room - and then she promptly ordered birthday cake ice cream for all of the kids. It was a riot. The ladies LOVED the kids and we all loved the ladies. And Nana is definitely their entertainment.

Within minutes, she asked my husband if he had bunions on his... well, she commented about how long he'd been driving is what she did.  And then tricked him into turning around so she could check out his butt.  That's my Judy. What a tremendous compliment!





My mama heart swelled with pride at how amazingly polite and courteous the kids were as we sat there. They waited their turns, they didn't poke each other, and each one of them engaged the elderly in conversation.





Favorite part of the weekend was definitely hearing my mother's laugh in person. She has the BEST laughing face EVER. So, so beautiful.





There is always time for butterfly kisses. And Andrew asked Nana ahead of time to pretty please shower him with some. She was happy to oblige.




Nana had a list of visits she wanted to make around town, since we had wheels. So we stopped a few places, took her to the mall, and then to the grocery store.




Where she had to buy an Enquirer. Because she's Judy and Judy has always, always read the Enquirer.




We hit up the Irish pub the next day and Nana had a glass of pinot grigio with me. Well, she had 4 sips and got silly so I had to finish the rest for her.




We made arrangements for the kids to spend Easter with their dad's family, and reservations for us to take Nana to brunch.  When we got to her apartment to pick her up, we had to wait until a commercial to leave. The Golden Girls were on. Duh!




Bryon, the horticulturalist, trimmed up all of Nana's planters for her. They are gorgeous. She has quite a green thumb!




There is no doubt about it. Nana has shrunk.





There was lots of couch snuggling all weekend. And because Nana Judy = watching movies, she put in Cocoon and Cocoon 2 - and the kids loved it.




I adore that my kids are still immediately at home with Nana. Her smell, her stuff - it is HOME to them, too. We cherish the years that we lived with my mother and I am so grateful each one of the kids has a close and personal relationship with her, even still.





We got out her dulcimer for a while.




And before we said goodbye for this time, we snapped my favorite picture:  three generations of mouth. Strong, brave, and entertaining ladies right here.




God is so good.  

March 30, 2015

Behold, A Change





Seven inches and a very dramatic hair story later, voila:




I feel younger already.