Monday, November 23, 2009

I Like the Way I Look

Big is starting to get very opinionated about what he wears. He's never cared before except for that maybe his cape wasn't correctly attached to his Batman suit but for whatever reason, he cares now.

He likes to wear his pants pulled up really high which means I still have to make sure that any jeans I buy have the elastic on the inside. He's scared that someone might see his underwear. I try to explain that it would be slightly more embarrassing if they caught him without wearing any at all.

Lately, on his way out the door to school, after he brushes his hair and teeth, he says, "Mama, I like the way I look." Just like that. I think he maybe heard the guy from the Men's Warehouse commercial say, "You're gonna like the way you look" and even though the boy has no suit, he does.

I'm glad he has confidence. I hope he keeps it. I hope every morning when he grows up he walks out the door saying to himself, "I like the way I look."

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

A Big Ole' W

I took the kids to see my office last night. Nettie came with us cause Daddy is in Atlanta for the week on business. For 2.8 minutes, Big thought I was the coolest Mama in the world. We had pretty good seats...

Big got to take some shots on the court and I'm proud to say that all 48" of him launched the ball and made 6 baskets. Please. Look at the follow through.

Lil' even had fun. She now wants to be a cheerleader. Geez, louise.

2 sprites + 1 box of popcorn + 4 dum-dum suckers + 1 foam finger + 2 pom-poms = A big ole' W.

Sunday, November 15, 2009


Me: You're crazy Lil'.
Lil: I not k-z. U r.

Me: You talk too much Lil'.
Lil: U calk too much Mom.

Lil: I hun-g.
Me: You're fine.
Lil: Nuh-huh. My tummy not fat like urs.


Friday, November 13, 2009

Still Makin Me Chuckle

Lil' cracks me up when she says our last name. And yesterday, she gave me a real doozie when she yelled as loud as she could at carpool for her brother.


It's still makin me chuckle...

Monday, November 9, 2009

Manning Her Up

The other day I started thinking about some of the things my Dad has taught me over the years. Of the bajillion, these are some I want you to remind me about if I forget to tell you by the time you grow up.

- To backup a trailer, you need to put your hand at the bottom of the steering
wheel. When you turn the wheel, whichever way your hand goes, is the way the
trailer will go.

- When you fill your gas tank up in your car and there's not a notch on the pump to
catch the handle so you can walk away, lodge your gas cap in there to hold the
handle up.

- When driving a car or shooting a gun, aim for where you are gonna be or the bird
is gonna be.

- When you want a puppy to follow you or come, say "hey, hey" instead of the dog's
name and run a little so it will chase you.

- Don't touch the brakes when you go through a puddle on the road.

- An empty shotgun shell makes a great whistle.

- If your car gets stuck in the mud, wedge wood in the front and back of each rear
tire. That will help give you some traction.

The list keeps going for another day or two but these were some of the things I thought of riding down the road the other day. Hence, the car related info. Meanwhile - I came across this picture of Lil' and Papa the other day. She loves him.

And he's gonna man her up just like he did with me.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

What You Gave Out for Halloween

I've never been much for Halloween but it is much more fun now that the kids are here. Daddy even gets into it. He did this all by himself. Like the pumpkin, scared of the knife and the smile...

Anyways, moving along. Gone are the days of cute little clowns and sweet peas. They're still cute but now they decide their own costumes.

My favorite costumes from when I was young were when my little brother and I dressed up like the Ghostbusters and used my Dad's asbestos removal suits. I also can remember being a hobo a couple of times. One time I added an extra large hiney in my pants with toilet paper. That was funny but got tricky as the night wore on.

The next door neighbor always gave out the best stuff. Sometimes it was popcorn balls, sometimes it was a a little cluster of mixed chocolatey goodness but whatever it was, it was always wrapped up in a special little bag that added just the right ooomph. Ms. Verlene was not known as a nice lady generally speaking, but she sure did give out good Halloween candy. I guess you gotta be remembered for something. Why not what you gave out for Halloween?

Monday, November 2, 2009

It Was a Good One

A long time ago, we started telling Big that when there was a pretty sunset, it was because he had been a good boy and it was a little extra gift from God that day. So now, he loves a good sunset. I'm pretty sure that he might be one of a very few 6 year old boys who loves the sunset but he does.

Yesterday, we had a real doozie. It was one of the most beautiful displays I've ever seen and reflected on the water, it was even more spectacular. People actually stopped alongside the road by our house to take pictures of it. It was as if there was a rare wildlife viewing. But it was only the sun. If you can imagine, it actually hushed Big and Lil' and their candy-induced craziness for a minute. We all sat there spell-bound and took it in.

We didn't have a camera so we'll have to use our memory to remember it. I wonder if Big will remember the sunset we saw yesterday when he's grown. If you do, let me tell you this. It really was as beautiful and big and majestic as you remember it being. It's not like the counter tops or your room where they seemed taller or bigger when you were younger. That sunset really did look like that. Trust this memory cause it was a good one.