Whattaya have?

Yesterday, the boys took a field trip to Publix to check out the innerworkings of a grocery store. They got to tour the freezer and even purchase a few groceries. The highlight of the trip for Reed was wearing the hairnet, which he kept on almost all night last night. I kept telling him he looks like a worker from The Varsity!

LSU...boo, boo, boo!

This past weekend, Jammy and Grandy took us to the GymDawgs meet in Athens. I can't believe in all 3 years that I went to UGA, I did not attend a single meet! We had such a blast and the boys really got into it.

They competed against LSU and the boys were chanting their infamous cheer against the tigers...L-S-U, BOO, BOO, BOO!

We did find something out...they DON'T like cotton candy!!!!

Whose kids are these!?! They look like they are enjoying it in these pictures, but 2 bites later they gave it back and said "I don't like it!"

Adults can have fun, too!

Pete and Charlie came over for a playdate last week and although Charlie wasn't as enthused to play with the boys this time, he did get a kick out of tickle-time! Don't ask why the twins don't have shirts on, I don't know either.

Pete and I decided to get in a little fun of our own. Transformers...more than meets the eye!

Heart Songs

This is such a sweet way to come back to my family after having been out of town for the longest that I have ever been. Thanks, Reed-fish for making my day :o)

The stars at night, are big and bright...

Deep in the heart of TEXAS!! Last week Bogie, Ashley, and I surprised big Al for a fun girls weekend at her house in San Antonio. We crept into her bed while she was sleeping and surprised the heck out of her! We went to the Alamo and the River Walk and had a nice afternoon cocktail.

Had some fantastic BBQ at a local hot spot called Auggies. YUM!

And, just overall, had a fantastic time.

Gives new meaning to the phrase "hard-headed"

Every morning I wake up in awe of the fact that my "active" twins still have 10 fingers and 10 toes, each. Today seemed like a normal morning as we were rushing around getting ready to leave for school and work. I asked Nolan to go let the dogs in, and like a big boy always wanting to help, he ran into the den...and then there was a crash. Now, having 2 "active" boys, I am used to hearing things crash and not running into the other room to see what happened. This time I should have. Nolan came crying his bloody, literally, head off into the kitchen where I was. This is what we found to have happened to our door, I mean, his head.

After a little TLC, some glass removal, and the promise of cars gummies, he was playing and acting like a normal "active" child. Oye, vay! If this is a precursor to the rest of his childhood, I just might surround him in bubble wrap and stick him in a padded room!

"I pulled it out!"

Well...he had a little help. Tonight, Nolan was tired with a capital cry-baby, so i was holding him while brushing his teeth. I may have brused a little too hard on that certain tooth and all of a sudden he stopped dead in his tracks. Mommie! Wait! I pull out my tooth!!! He was so excited and was showing it off to all of us while dancing around the house. He couldn't wait to go to bed so the toothfairy can come and bring him a dollar. Way to go, Nolan!