Wedding

We are so excited for Bart, Casey & Kylie! But are so busy with this wedding that I feel bad for Kylie! Today we went to chicken filet & I actually took the time to go inside & let her play. She loved it & I am so glad I stopped for a bit & enjoyed just her!

Happy 19th to Cayla

Well, with all the excitement of the wedding, this little one's...(who thinks she is grown LOL) birthday just flew by! No we did not forget, we all gathered at Texas Road House & wished her a Happy 19th Birthday!!! This is our caboose & she is 19....oh my, where did the time go??? Cayla was born August 22, 1990 at 9:35 am. She weighed 7 lbs 13.2 ozs. & was 20 inches long....almost as big as her brother! She arrived via c-section, just as the first two! I remember this being the only pregnancy that I actually had my suitcase with! I was anxious needless to say. We had to arrive after 12:00 that night & then they were kind enough to let us wait another 45 minutes or so before they came & took us up to the room! Then, the fun begins, keep you up all morning, poking you for lab work & taking you blood pressure! I stayed awake through all of my childrens births....I carried the little things for 42 weeks & I was going to be one of the first to see the little ones! Winston came in with me this time for the surgery. (Just to sit by my head & pay attention in case my blood pressure dropped as it did one time before.... it seemed like they were all to busy to notice!) Ha! He & Dr. Smith talked about the Ga bulldogs the whole time & the parking problem at the hospital. I am like...o:k... someone is here having a baby!!! Hello!!! After the doc cut through a couple layers of skin....sorry, I know, I know, it is gross, but...as he was about to cut again, with the laser of course, she popped her head right on up out of my stomach.....& let out a scream. I think she kind of scared the doc!!! He said, did you see that....she is ready to get out of there. He told her to wait just a minute & he would get her out, then he said...she looks like her momma. Winston cut the cord & handed her over to the nurse & then asked us one more time, if we were sure this was to be the last one. We said, yes. He then said...good, because we are lucky we got this one here healthy, your uterus wall is like tissue paper & you would not be able to carry any more. Our family was complete with number three.....Happy Birthday Cayla, hope you had a great day & hope you enjoyed this remembrance of your special day! We Love You!

Tooooo busy with wedding planning to blog!!!

You can choose your sins, but you cannot choose your consequences …so true!!!!

In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our responsibility. -- Eleanor Roosevelt

I hope I shall possess firmness and virtue enough to maintain what I consider the most enviable of all titles, the character of an honest man. -- George Washington

Happy Birthday Daddy

Happy Birthday Daddy, we miss and love ya!

A Memory of my Dad!

A horse track opened down the road from our house. I think it was Green Acres Race Track or something like that...can't remember. Anyway, Daddy being the horse lover that he was enjoyed going & watching the horses race. We went a few times and it was pretty neat. Daddy had a new, probably used, truck he bought. He was always turning off his truck & leaving it in gear. I really believe it could of been from having trucks that shifted on the steering column in his younger years.( I liked to have never learned how to drive these trucks!!) With those types of steering, you left them in gear so they would not roll. Well, one day he rode to the track to either visit with the people who owned the track or catch the next race. Foggy memory, but this is funny! He got out of the truck that was parked on a bit of a hill, left it in gear, prob. with the door open...as usual...and headed over to his destination....he looked back for a second to see his truck rolling....down the hill....I believe he started running trying to catch it...but it rolled into a tree, head on! Now, my Dad was forever laughing at us about not so smart things we would do. I can remember him laughing at us girls & saying you big dummy! What did you do that for? Well, let me tell you, from then on...our come back would be, well....at least we didn't leave the truck in gear & it run into the tree! We all get humbled some time in our life!! We did not have many mistakes on him, so we used this one often!!! We all got a laugh out of visualizing Daddy running after that truck! Love & miss you Dad!

A Little Nap

Today we had a couple of tired kiddos in Sunday School class. Here is Miss Jessica Holton getting in a nap. Ginny said that she woke up at 4:00 this morning. Bless her heart, she just could not hold her head up. Ginny had told me if she got sleepy, just let her lay on the pillow...on the floor..on the table...as you can tell it did not matter to Jess! Another young man laid his head down & rested a little also. Vicki said this class was just boring....and we had not even started the lesson yet!!Ha! They were decorating cards for their Dad's!!! Jess got her nap in, woke up & was ready to go!!! We just could not pass up a picture of this. I told them I was resigning as the teacher asap, if they were falling asleep this quick, there was no hope for me when I started the lesson!!! A sweet memory!!! Love these kiddos! Thanks to Vicki for her assistance....thank-you!!! We have had 13 the past 3 weeks!!! Great attendance!

Tales of a Pony named Flicka II

Back in elementary school, a friend of mine, Julie Branch came home with me. We had a great time, but the horses had to be fed! Well, everything was going great, I mean sometimes you would forget that this pony had a problem, because there would be long droughts of no chasing...then, boom he gotcha again! Well, we fed him...he was eating, so I figured he was distracted! I think we were running or skipping to the gate, when out of the shadows whom should appear......it was not a man & 8 tiny reindeer...it was the chaser! Now, I knew to hit the trees, but Julie did not..she veered off to the right, which was open pasture, as I veered to the left, the wonderful trees! Folks, I don't mean to laugh at her expense....although we have cackled many times about this......but that pony chased her all around that pasture, her long legs were turning as fast as they could and her long hair was straight out behind her as she was going so fast. All the while she was hollering , "Jill, Jill, help me..scream....Jill, scream.... what do I do?" Mean while, I am trying to tell her, between the screams, to head to the woods!!! I am also yelling for someone from the house to come & help. Julie did make it to the woods with Flicka blazing on her heels. She was shaking like a leaf! Then we did the tree dodge and Mom finally came to the gate & saved us......no sugar cubes for that pony today, no, no, no!!!