Spring is Alive in Alabama

Are you ready? This post is hopefully going to cover some ground. I can assure you I haven't forgotten about you. Mom and DaddyBoy {my parents} have been around and we have been busy little bees. Seeing as how we don't see them often I put blogging on the back burner.

We all spent this past weekend with Erika & Chance and turned their backyard into a battle ground. She blogged about it here. Some you may know that Justin has a pine straw business and he supplied the "straw" {as he calls it} for the back yard makeover. He drove it down on Friday afternoon with just a smallish load in tow. {Do y'all remember that truck?}

Speaking of that truck, it's old, has over 300,000 miles on it, has self-applied window tint that is now so "bubbly" it prevents any passenger from seeing clearly out the window, it smells like a wet dog, my husband thinks it "purrs like a kitten", and I think it "roars like a lion". And guess who thinks she should get a medal for riding home in it {with all the children}? Yes, me. I know, that's not very selfless of me... but I can't help it. There are some vehicles out there that are only suitable for men, this is one of them. It did get us home safe and if it wasn't the biggest thing on the road I would have had second thoughts about riding home in it. In it's defense... it is spacious. But that's about all the credit I can give it.

The Raiger is a tender soul. She held her brother's hand the ENTIRE way. Even while he slept.

Mom and DaddyBoy drove up to spend a couple days with us this week. We enjoyed fine Spring-like weather and spent Wednesday morning at Landmark Park.

We started on the playground:

DaddyBoy brought his Blackberry {I forgave him when I noticed in addition to checking his email he was snapping picture of the girls}.

Mimi will be glad to see that Morgan is enjoying her new doll and that she also enjoyed the park.

Isn't Mom's shirt cute? I kinda wanted to steal it. She was teaching Paige to pump.

After some time on the playground we took a quick snack break at the car...

DaddyBoy is missing the top of his middle finger {thanks to a chipper/shredder}, you can see it in the picture with his Blackberry and the one below. The fact that part of his finger is missing really concerns Paige. She really gets into injuries and boo-boos...

But then he starts to tickle her... and all her cares are gone.

After our snack we made our way to the General Store for old-fashioned candy and a rootbeer float and then on to the homestead. It really is an awesome place. I'd live there if they'd let me. It reminds me a lot of the book I'm reading: See You in a Hundred Years.

Is anyone still with me? I hope so.

Morgan still loves that hen and desperately wanted to share her peanut butter taffy sucker with her... and would have had I not stopped her.

We strolled a while and then made our way up to the house.

It was a delightful morning. If anyone lives in Dothan and isn't a member... I highly recommend it!

In other news...

The message/menu board you all asked about is from Pottery Barn. We got it when we got married 7 years ago... and I haven't seen another one since. We love it. Some of our letters have mysteriously disappeared but for the most part we can spell whatever we please.

Hang on, I'm amost done.

This is another reason why I haven't been blogging...

Hornet is mobile. Very mobile. And he also likes to eat. Have y'all ever tried the biter biscuits? They entertain a child for about 15 minutes but boy they are a mess. He sure enjoyed it though, can you tell?

He also enjoyed it when his sisters took a break from their "floating dinner party" to splash it off his face.

And by the end... he was soaked... but his face was clean.

And last but not least... my new camera should be here Monday! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself.

And... just to end on a hilarious note.

My brain no longer functions properly. Does yours?

We had a party to attend last night for a happy couple. Wednesday morning some friends who were also invited called us to ask if we'd take their gift. Of course we agreed and I told them to put it by our back door. Wednesday afternoon I stepped outside the back door to a beautiful little package. I was thrilled!!! No tag on it... it must be for me! I brought it inside and said, "Look Mom! Someone brought me a gift!" I was so excited and couldn't even imagine what it was or who it was from. I tore into it. A silver wine cork... just fabulous. Then I saw the enclosed calling card "The Gays". Oh my dear! I realized that was the gift I agreed to deliver to the party. Seriously. I had no cute paper to re-wrap it in so Mom {to the rescue} pieced it all back together and made it presentable. And I delivered it to the party.

And I have even more brainlessness to add to that but it will be in another post all of it's own.

Good night and you are a loyal friend if you're still reading!