Weekend Recap

THANK YOU for all your HAPPY BIRTHDAY wishes!

We had a delightful weekend. I will quickly recap it in pictures because there is a piece of folded fabric on my kitchen counter and I came in my office to retrieve my pin cushion and well, got a little side-tracked.

My birthday started with a BANG. Literally. At 2 am Saturday morning we were awakened by the horrific sound of a sleeping child falling fast and painfully from their bed to the hardwood floors. It was Morgan.

Justin found her face down in a pool of blood. Her forehead and a front tooth took the brunt of her fall. Mouths bleed a lot. A lot. Her tooth was knocked loose but not out. It has tightened back up but I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't turn a lovely shade of brown. She's never fallen out before... now she has bedrails to keep her in because it will NEVER happen again.

In spite of a minor injury we proceeded with our plans to head to the beach to visit Erika & Chance. I took ZERO pictures Saturday. We spent the day poolside and Marla treated us to not only to a lovely pool-side picnic lunch but dinner too... thank you! And a BIRTHDAY CAKE that Erika's precious little dogs ate while we were at the pool.

Sunday morning started in Grayton. With a quick walk to the beach before breakfast.

Followed by a wonderful breakfast at the Red Bar.

When we pulled up this little fella was in the car next to me. I obviously couldn't resist. I love any dog with an underbite.

Little did I know there was another "colorful" creature inside.

Morgan loves all creatures. Paige is scared to death of all creatures; she wouldn't even get close to it.

On the other hand, I couldn't pry Morgan away.

We met some very precious friends of ours who happened to be on vacation at the beach for breakfast. Friends from when we lived in Anniston, AL. When moved to Anniston from Tallahassee I went kicking and screaming the whole way. I wasn't too thrilled about moving there. Before we moved we prayed for a friend for me when we got there... He answered. Here she is with her precious girls:

Amy is a wonderful friend and I love her dearly. We can always pick right back up where we left off, even if we haven't talked for a few months. She has many roles in our friendship: personal lactation consultant {and a darn fine one considering none of my have weened before age 1}, my confidant when times are hard, and a friend who I know I can always count on for a listening ear or prayer! I love her! However, I don't love this picture but it's all we took. I look like I'm sitting on her lap or trying to box her out or something. Ugh! But for the sake of my memory and because I love her... I'm posting it. If I was good with photoshop {I guess in order to be good at it I'd have to have it} I'd rearrange us and put her on my lap! Anyway, I loved our morning together... despite lots of activity with the little ones.

After breakfast I took John Martin back to Erika's for a nap. The rest of them headed to the beach for a lot of this:

Chance pulled Morgan around on a skim board for hours. And from what I heard she had it down pat! Then today Erika sent me an email and told me this wasn't the first time Chance had done it. This is Chance and his brother, Bayn, around 1985-ish. He's certainly mastered it over the years! He used to be pulled and now he has to do all the pulling!

Meanwhile, back at the ranch I was trying to keep John Martin out of the dog food.

And the Fruit Loops {he'll probably never touch another plain Cheerio as long as he lives}.

All while trying to keep myself out of Erika's killer candy bowl.

It's a wonder she and Chance have any teeth in their heads. And it's a wonder they both are as small as they are. Lets just say their meals aren't always "well-balanced".

Especially since we are so well-balanced.

John Martin declared he'd like Fruit Loops and Whataburger french fries for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Whatever you say little man, whatever you say.

Ok, time's up. I hear my fabric screaming, "Come back!"

It was a wonderful weekend, thanks for having us. After driving home with John Martin screaming we won't be back any time soon, good thing we had such a great time!