A Pajama Mama

"A woman who focuses on worshipping God will consider carefully how she is dressed, because her heart will dictate her wardrobe and appearance.” John MacArthur Two weekends ago, the family went on a little trip across the state. We visited Grands, let the girls ride at the grandstables, and had time to take in Savannah. The FeO was kind enough to let me do a little shopping....for me!!! Not for the kids or anybody else. But, ME!!!! That hasn't happened since Fall of 2006. I am not exaggerating. I normally run by a clearance rack and grab something or stop in at Wil-Mart (my neighbor, more on that at another time.) So, I have some new clothes that actually fit and got great deals on them to boot. Believe me when I say, things were getting DIRE in the pants department....or more specific, the jeans department. And did I get some awesome jeans this weekend. LOVELOVELOVE. I also have two new favorite stores. 1. Bass Outlet. 2. NY and Co. (Did you even know Bass has a shweet line o...

The Princesses and the Sweet Pea Tutu's baby boy arrived this afternoon!!!! He weighed 6lb, 11 ounces. Tutu had an epidural right off the bat and never felt an unbearable contraction! Before she knew it, it was time for his appearance! Mom and baby are doing great, along with his Daddy and two big sisters. Baby Sweet Pea Click here to read the first part of this story.

Warning: This post is for women only. Any males that brave to read this blog (WAF), stop now. This afternoon, we were all getting ready to go to Wellspring. You will be happy to know that we were NOT in a HURRY. (See post below.) Well, there was a strange smell in the kids' bathroom....it was getting on my nerves. I never did figure out what it was but it smelled like this nasty cleaner we've used before to clean tile grout....and it smells just putrid. But nobody owned up to using grout cleaner (that's been under the sink for eleventy seven years) Anyway, FeO heard me fussing about the smell and he came in to see if he could find it. He thought it was the hairspray. I'm sorry but I've never smelled hairspray that smells like THAT. Well, RayRay decided she needed to squeeze in and put her .02 in about the odor. All the while, I'm trying to fluff my hair. Here's a little something about me that you don't know...... I don't like to be interrupted when...

I'll let you in on a little secret about my sweet family. When I say the "h" word, they fall to pieces. I try not to say it. In spite of my best intentions and well laid plans, it still happens. Everytime we are trying to get dressed and out of the house (for a morning event, in particular), that nasty "h" word slips out. I stare blankly at the clock wondering where the last hour went...then realize we're gonna be late....and I say it. "Oh! HHHHHurry!!!!!!!!!!! Get your shoes! Don't forget your socks. Yes, Butter, you have to wear underwear. Ray, what do you mean you don't know what top to WEAR! We have to leave in TWO MINUTES, People!" Shoes, hair brushes, and Burt's Bees tubes are flying everywhere, drawers and doors are jerked open and slammed shut! You'd think I'd know by now not to wait until the last second to comb the Doodle's curly mop! Honesty, I do not know what happens. It doesn't matter what clothes I lay ou...

We took a road trip to Columbus, GA to meet my brother and his homeschooling family. Here are some pics from our visit to the Columbus Museum, largest art and history museum in the state of Georgia. Naptime!! Sisters attempting to draw their brothers....who are cousins to each other Got it? Two peas in a pod The Girls dressing up to recreate the famous photo behind them...

And this response from Beth to a question on her blog resonates deeply within my heart for my own daughters. And our son, too. The Question: If you could only give one piece of advice to your daughters, what would it be? Beth Moore's Answer: To pray every day to love Jesus more than anything else in all the world and to deliberately practice abiding in His love for them. Hands down. No contest.

Guess what??? My precious dh asked me out on a date! Said to get a sitter...so I called Mema and Papa. They said, "Of course! Why not just let the kids SPEND THE NIGHT." WOOOOHOOOO!!!!!!!! So, Friday night, I was "just" a wife and a date. I think I was a pretty good date, too. I know the darling FeO was. We declared it our early "Valentine's" date. (The last time we tried to go out on Valentine's Day, we ended up eating at the bar at Red Lobster. No, not very romantic. But we got our food, ate and left just as others who had arrived when we did were being seated at a table.) Anyway. We ate at Logan's Roadhouse , shopped a little, and saw a movie. FeO was gracious enough to let me pick the movie. I looked at all the choices ahead of time and knew there was only one I'd really want to see. So, I made a "deal" with him. He could pick the restaurant and I'd pick the movie. He said it wasn't really a "deal" bc I ende...