Wednesday, December 8, 2010
He has all of the "fruits" of true love. Except one. He is self-seeking for a few months out of the year... It's killing, I mean hunting, season and he is GONE. Either in the woods, up a tree, in a blind, or on the ground- all I know is that he is not here. Since he is pretty much wonderful according to God's standards, I will try to have a better attitude about the killing season(s) that will keep coming around year after year, BUT love never fails and keeps no record of wrong.
So, I love my husband, and with good reason.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
suzanne: by what? (haven't seen her or the bite at this point)
teacher: a bear!
suzanne: I thought like a bug or spider or something... Oh! a kid
Well, what did she do?
teacher: she took a toy, and he bit her, and then she slapped him
Not exactly what you want to hear when you walk in the door at daycare, but HEARING that was nothing compared to SEEING this.
2.) Ok, Gracie, you win. Your day sucked more than mine.
Monday, November 15, 2010
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50 Free Christmas cards from shutterfly. I LOVE shutterfly. They make it so easy for even a lazy bum like me to share pics with my family and friends. I have ordered Christmas presents including calendars for the proud grandparents and just because gifts - coffee mugs covered in Gracie's cute mug, and I had the birth announcements ready to go before she could even spit up good!
Now, I love Shutterfly even more because they are starting the Christmas spirit early but giving away Christmas cards for bloggers. Who does that? Seriously, when do you hear about a deal that is actually a good deal - FREE!
Plus, compared to snapfish, I think they have the cutest designs and so many options - maybe too many options for an indecisive person like me. I always look forward to receiving Christmas cards from friends and family - but if you don't have a picture card, I'm very disappointed... We don't get to see everyone as much as we'd like, so please send a picture Christmas card! We've been faced with that awful decision every year - which picture to use for the Christmas card delima. I would always search for "1 photo" cards, but now that we have Gracie, I look for "multiple photo" cards. I guess that just goes to show how we've grown into a little family over the years.
I look forward to seeing your face for Christmas, even if it is on a piece of card stock =)
Sunday, October 24, 2010
If you don't have a friend who is a photographer... Tricia is 1.) super friendly and 2.) an awesome photographer! Friend her!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I tell you what, I was really dreading the drive to Unkie Mikey's house, but that sweet angel... I had to apologize to her for doubting her sweetness. What a perfect child if I do say so myself! We left after work Friday and she ate dinner in the car (and so did we). She had a diaper change on an exit ramp somewhere around Tuscaloosa and then she went to sleep right on schedule and we drove all night without a hitch!
Thanks to our host and hostess! We're so proud of you!
Aren't they precious?! She looks like Da Da, but has tons of "Michael faces." I tell her all the time, that was a "Michael face"
There's another Michael face (they did not plan the color coordination - I don't think) I nicknamed him "Baby Hog" for the weekend. He had to soak her up, no telling how big she'll be next time.
What.. what? Is that an actual picture with me and she's smiling? Can it be? (not so great of me, but at this point, I can't be picky)
All of these smiling pics we got, she must have thoroughly enjoyed herself! You can't see it, but there's a cute sail boat on her outfit. I did try to outfit her according to the beach theme you know.
I've tried to explain that it's not ladylike to eat with our feet 3 feet apart! But she insists that this is the most comfortable way to eat and if I would just try it, I would be sold too.
No oil on our beaches! But she seemed a little timid in her teeny weeny itsy bitsy yellow polka dot bikini.... although I told her she's a hottie
She was not a huge fan of the water. (That's the "dada made me get in the water) And she did not appreciate me comparing that scary gulf to her sweet bathtub that we love, but I tried. She kept the frown, but didn't cry unless she was forced to actually touch the water. Not happy about the sand much either. I think she would have felt better if she would have participated with the wearing of the fabulous diva sunglasses she has. She was not feeling the glasses either, though.
Looking concerned, but not too mad.
Is she a super model or what?! Love that little beach baby.
Unfortunately, the camera died before fireworks (obviously because I was using the battery up), which stinks doubly bad because we all dressed up for dinner that night. Looking swank at the Sunset (lovely little eatery) and off to see fireworks for the first time! She LOVED them. Watching the fireworks, she began to see light in a whole new way... she looked up at a streetlight we were semi standing under and gasped at it too, as if to say "have you been holding out all this time? Can you do that too?!" So cute.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Building on the recent Swagger Wagon discussion, I've been missing my Gracie girl. So, I make a plan! Full time teaching job at the jr college = less time than current full time job. I'll start teaching so I can have more time with her, plus I got two degrees and spent many a year in school so that I could do just that. No time like the present (or 3 or so years ago).
Alas, the community college of my dreams needs an English teacher! Sign me up! Hmmm, what have I signed up for? Let's reevaluate the situation. I want more time with Gracie, so let's teach. I have a full time job now, and I suddenly find myself employed teaching not one, but two classes at night. I'm no math whiz, but pretty sure this equals LESS time with baby girl. So add, "can make important decisions that will benefit her family" to the list of words that do not describe Suzanne.
I have to start somewhere and I need to get started on making the (probably several years long) transition into the teaching world. So, wish me luck (and check on Buddy because he'll be single parenting a lot pretty soon)
Gracie, I love you! Da Da will point at my picture so you will know who I am.
Monday, June 28, 2010
I have had a revelation with Sonya today and I must share... Gracie, just know that I was cool (cooler) before you came along. Basically, I've subconsciously started wearing mom jeans. I didn't even notice what I was doing! I dug out my old jeans that I wore every day in jr college (nearly a decade ago, folks) and I didn't make the connections...
I'm wearing mom jeans. What is wrong with me?! In addition to the mom jeans, I've also got my eye on a swagger wagon - Daddy is not at all ok with any of this (the mom jeans included) Let's all remember that I drive a HEMI 5.7 liter gas hog of a vehicle, that does feel very safe because it's a steel box and gorgeous. But I'm looking to downsize. Better gas mileage, warranty, etc and new car smell. I have not paid off the monstrous HEMI and have been advised to settle down with the talk of selling it (I'm not saying who is against it - wait I already did).
I've convinced myself that material possessions are what's in the way of my spending more time with that sweet baby girl... true and not necessarily true all at the same time. I mean, hey... you gotta get to work and you gotta eat, right? But do I really need a HEMI to get me and my precious cargo where I need to go? If your name starts with Da Da, don't answer that.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
(thanks Tricia Hopper Butts for the AMAZING pics!)
Father's Day at our house wasn't any different than any other day... Notice how, today seems more appropriate for me to dote on this father than Sunday. So, today is Father's Day for us. Gracie-lu has been sickish since Monday morning. I took off Monday (Mother's Day), Granna had her yesterday (Granna's Day), and today her daddy had his turn - Father's Day. It never even crossed my mind to acknowledge what all he does on a daily basis.
He's a hands-on dad. Period. There's nothing that he isn't willing or able to do for that baby (except "boobfeed") Now, he can't do things as perfect as I can (you know me) but he is always willing to try and then he listens to me tell him how I would have done it. He doesn't really hear her in the night either - but that's my job anyway. Even if I ask him to go tend to her if she wakes up crying, I'm in there within a minute flat (of course telling him not to do whatever he's doing the way he's doing it) so there's no point in waking him up!
She snuggles and hugs him with her special hug reserved only for him. She tilts her head down and looks up at him with her special look only for him, and she says "hey da da!" Totally has no clue what she's saying - she calls everything "da da", but he gets a phrase and a wave and I can't even get "ma ma" not once?!
He's her favorite, and that's ok with me. When I was pregnant I often imagined a daddy's girl. I have this image of her as a toddler doing her best to keep up with him in a tiny pair of rubber boots and nothing else but a diaper. Gracie and her daddy...
For her, Father's Day is every day. Gracie would think it so silly to have only one day to dedicate to da da, she celebrates him every day with arms and legs wiggling and huffs and puffs until he picks her up. So, Happy Father's Day, Da Da on this ordinary Monday. See you at home - it's bath night!
Monday, May 24, 2010
First time in my life I plan ahead and fully charge the camera before daddy's surprise bday party. And then I go and leave the memory card! Worthless, I tell you I am worthless.
Notice Mississippi is jumping right in there to cut up the pig. Also notice, there is no one from Maryland nearby. They are standing at a distance in awe of our animal-dicing skills!
Our first ride in the cart. She LOVED it (yes, we are in the baby section, and yes, I know that I am not allowed in that part of the store, so smart me... let's take our picture right.... here. Totally busted.)
Why I'm banned from grocery shopping... Let's break down this picture. The only actual food items were thrown on the top of the cart in an attempt to have purchased "groceries" at the grocery store. The other 95% of the cart contains:
Second tooth popped through out of thin air. Wasn't there yesterday, and this morning HELLO tooth #2! Still no pictures. So stingy with the teeth, that girl. I'll try harder.
One last thing. Sad day, my friends. I was walking across campus this morning and suddenly approached by a group of students - probably in their late teens maybe 20's (dressed alike and obviously in some kind of camp or competition) Then they drop the bomb on me:
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
It's proudly displayed on the fridge and she gets excited when I take it down to ask if she made that for me! She is an obvious fan of glitter paint, but that sounds like a mess, so we'll leave the glitter painting to school.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
His work peeps got him a HUGE cake. I miss that cake. I ate approximately 5 pieces a day. I threw away probably a day's worth of my helpings - I could have eaten the rest of it, easy. I just decided that I wasn't helping save any starving children in Africa by consuming the rest of that delicious cake - it wasn't doing me any favors either. You know when you have something like that in your house and you have to get rid of it so you'll stop eating it... well, I ate it as fast as I could so I could stop eating it.
He looks pretty dang excited about it! I think it's a pretty good idea to celebrate graduation each year with a cake like that. June can't get here fast enough.... multiple birthday cakes =)
LOVES bath night....
Uncle Michael finished tax season and finally gets to make the trek home, and what do we do? We all leave our cameras at home.... too excited to be bothered with things like silly cameras.
Monday, April 5, 2010
One brief non-Gracie item... Yesterday, we were at a red light and saw the horror of horrors - a baby in the lap of the passenger / baby daddy / current beau / drug dealer (who by the way, was downing a 24 oz), with no car seat! So, I did my usual yell-through-the-window "CAR-SEAT... (pointing at baby) CAR-SEAT"
Well, I have unfortunately had to do this many - I'd say at least 5 - times, but this is the first time I have gotten a response. The driver (the proud mom I assume) rolled down her window and yelled, f--- you, b----! Just when I thought I could be mom of the year, this lady had to ruin my chances.
Ok, back to Gracie. First Easter x 3 egg hunts + 1 birthday party = 1,000 pictures. Observe
These are at the President's home - Bryan went to the annual Egg Hunt when he was a bitty baby too!
Having fun for about one second.
If you take one more picture of me and this stupid basket...
No caption needed, but I'll say it anyway.... Daddy's girl.
I had a devious plan. This Friday, I was off and Daddy had to work, so I have ALL DAY to practice "ma ma." Plan backfires - she now says "da da" constantly and acts like she's never heard "ma ma" in her life.
So pretty! and a little creepy - maybe a little too much on the editing there, Mom.
Wants to be just like me - have some real goals, Baby.
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