Alfie is such a funny cat. He loves to snuggle, loves to watch squirrels from the deck, loves to blow air from his nose inside your ear...I could go on and on. He is just a lovey, special little kitty. He likes to sleep in the sink... His favorite toy is a furry octopus thing...
I wish my children were more into the pumpkin carving thing. I think after this year, Brad and I have made the decision that next year we're just going to carve the pumpkins when they go to bed :) They LOVE picking them out...but carving, digging out the seeds, etc., they could care less. So basically they just become an obstacle to Brad and I carving the pumpkins. They ran around, yelled...Luke kept throwing pumpkins like it was the shot put, we got buzzed by bikes as they went whizzing by...meanwhile we're dealing with knives here, people! So, here's what we ended up with...
Jackson's, MommyDaddy's, Luke's
Yes, the nose on Jackson's is a little large. But when your carving table gets rammed at full speed repeatedly by a 3 year-old on a big wheel, you do the best you can :)Buzz Lightyear and Woody from Toy Story We live on a dead end street, so the extent of trick or treating in the neighborhood was to walk down to Mrs. June and Mr. Darrel's house...our Macon grandparents :)
Waiting...
Luke wanted immediate gratification Then, as the rain started down, we got in the car and headed over to Ridge Ave, which is THE place for trick-or-treating in Macon. In true Jackson fashion, he was overly excited about each and every piece of candy he received :) Trying to stay dry... Jackson chatting it up with another Buzz Lightyear...and Luke trying to score himself a princess (who is waaaayyy too old for you, young man) The aftermath...
Apparently it tastes better when you let it drip out of your mouth and then suck it off of your arm
In the will of God, there is no higher, holier calling, and no greater joy, than to be a wife and mother. "To love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God."
Titus 2:4-5
wedding
Always and Forever
Abby May
Jackson says the darndest things...
J: Mommy?
M: Yes baby.
J: The baby's heart looked kind of like a uvula.
M: You think so?
J: Yeah, like a tiny little uvula wiggling around.
Random nurse on the elevator: Well, I guess it's pretty obvious that he's going into medicine like his Daddy.
J: Who is 69 years old?
M: I can't think of anyone we know who is 69 (thinking to myself...what an odd question)
D: Grandpa is 60, and Chief is 62.
J: 62? Wow. That is a lot of months.
D: Do you know what "requested" means?
J: No
D: It means "asked".
J: Oh. It means "asked", in Spanish.
M: Luke used to be a little tiny baby, but he's getting so big now.
J: He's not big, Mommy. He's just medium.
J: Mommy, I think God is a gir-lul.
M: Really?
J: No. Actually, he's a boy.
(At bedtime)
J: Mommy, you ta-got (forgot) to ask me what I want to be when I grow up.
M: Terribly sorry. What do you want to be when you grow up?
J: Well, I could be a doctor, or a police man, or a painter, or a train conductor, or a cut grasser...I think I'll be a cut grasser.
M: What does a cut grasser do?
J: Cut the grass.
J: What are you doing, Mommy?
M: Paying bills.
J: What are bills?
M: We have to pay for all the things that we have...like our house, the lights, our car, things like that.
J: Oh. Make sure you pay the train bill.
(After being in time out for throwing toys)
J: Mommy, I'm sorry you took my toys away. (pointing and wagging his finger at me) But me and you, we just do things different.
M: Excuse me? Where did you hear that?
J: That's what they say on Word World.
M: Well, this is Mommy's World.
(Brad to Jackson on the swings)
D: Jackson, you're flying!
J: No, I'm falling...with style!
J: Mommy, is your big girl underwear dry?
M: Yes.
J: Let me check.
M: Um, that's ok.
J: Mommy, are those your boobies?
M: Yes.
J: Let me see them.
M: No.
J: Yes, Mommy. Just get them out.
M: I'm not that kind of Mommy. And you have a lot to learn in the romance department.
M: This summer when we go to Marine Land, you'll get to feed the dolphins.
J: Wow, that's cool.
M: What do you think dolphins eat?
J: Probably bird seed.