Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Me and three...

...of my apple dumplings!!!

Weekend Happenings!

Noah got to ride a camel...
...play with chicks...

...and ride the wild horse....

...all in one weekend!!!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Nifty Nifty!!!

My daddy is 50!!!
And I'm holding out for 50 more years!!!
I love you Daddy!
Scot Reed's Baby Bud!!!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Fun in the Sun

Noah and I had the honor of spending the day with my nephew, Anthony, on one of the prettiest days we have had this year, and we had a blast!
We spent a little over 2 hours outside, beginning with lunch on the back porch.
And if you notice the bald spot on the top of Noah's head, that's one of the two spots he decidied to cut himself!

Then sweet Baby Anthony got to work on the lawn!

Then we had to get our neighbor, a barber by trade, over to help with the bald spots effort.

We had fun in the sandbox.

Then Noah decided to give me a "Mom put the camera down and nobody gets hurt" look.......

....so I just continued to pursue snapshots of the little guy!

He finally decided the heck with that stick, just give me the good stuff!!!

Then, after all of the business and messiness of the outdoors, it was time for a nice cleaning....

Which resulted in Anthony's version of the "Aunt T put the camera down and nobody gets hurt" look!!!

I'm super thankful I got the opportunity to keep my darling nephew.

Looking forward to next time already!

Friday, March 19, 2010

Hippity Hoppity!

And then Noah sang, "This is the best Easter Party ever!!!"

Thursday, March 18, 2010

And the savings continue.....

I drink coffee everyday of my life.

I started out with just plain cream and sugar, but once turned on to flavored cream, I haven't turned back.

I do, however, always try to get a deal on my vanilla addiction.

Usually there are coupons in the Sunday paper for 50 cents off,

which every little bit helps. I even switched from Coffee-Mate to International Delight in an attempt to save a few cents.
It's not that bad. I think I was getting a little burned out on Coffee-Mate brand anyway, so the I.D. brand isn't so bad.

But, today, I had to go by our local Winn-Dixie for a few items, and I remembered a coupon that printed out the last time I was there for $1.50 off any 16 oz. Coffee-Mate Liquid Creamer. So, I thought I'd swing the buggy over to see if it was on sale. The price on it was....
I paid a whopping $0.17 for this bottle!!!
And after I paid for my groceries, another Coffee-Mate coupon printed out! Not as good of a deal, but a coupon, on something I already use, nonetheless.
So the savings will continue....

Monday, March 15, 2010

Broken Dishes

Last night, after church, Noah comes running into the kitchen saying, "Come on mom, cook us supper! Don't worry, I'll help you!" So, he got the forks and napkins to set the table with, and got our drinks on the table. I'm frying bacon for BLTs. He wants heated up leftover pizza, so I heat that up. We all sit down and eat, and when we are done, Noah says, " I'll help!" And he put Derrick's plate in the sink, then he put his own plate in the sink, then he took my plate, and just threw it in the sink on top of the others. It broke right into. (I'm pretty sure I'd have a whole set of broken dishes if I counted all of the ones I've dropped and broken!) Anyway, it broke and Noah said, " Oh no mom, it was an accident." I went over to the sink and pulled out the two broken pieces, and Noah started crying and said, " Oh no mom, it's all my fault!" I told him, "It's not a big deal, just be careful when you help me clean up, because you could have gotten hurt. It's alright. Just another broken dish." And I am pretty sure he was shocked! He was waiting for the wrath to come down, but I saw no sense in it. It's just another broken dish. Like I said, I've dropped a bunch of them myself (we have 4 sets of plates!) and while it's never been a proud accompolishment or anything, we're not Greek, I just don't see the point. It's like crying over spilled milk. It doesn't "unspill" it. Just like I couldn't have "fixed" the broken plate. I never knew that I was so patient. I guess it comes with motherhood over several years. I'm not just going to allow Noah to break things, but it really was an accident. He was doing his best to help me at suppertime (he may have to have kitchen skills, I'm not sure how many women will know anything about a kitchen when Noah is marrying age!!! that's another story for another day though!) but he always tries to help me. I've never hounded him like "DO CHORES!" He is 5 years old now, he can do things, but I don't have to stay on him....I'm sure that will come too, but for now, I tell him at the end of everyday to clean his room, he does it. He helps me make his bed in the morning, he helps me in the kitchen, with the laundry, and out in the yard. And God love him, he is so willing and happy to help. I will always remember the thoughtfulness behind his actions, but I'm pretty sure I'll never be able to count the broken dishes!!!

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

True Story

Last night at our house, there was a rare scene. No one was glued to ESPN and no one was needing mom's constant attention.
D was on the computer, Noah was playing toys in his room, so I decided to take a relaxing bubble bath. I had worked hard all day, so I figured I earned it. I told D, " I'm going to take a bath now, please keep an eye on Noah." His response was, "Go ahead, close the bedroom door, lock the bathroom door, and have an hour to yourself."
So, I am in the tub, bubbles everywhere, reading a magazine, when I hear the bedroom door open, and a little knock on the bathroom door, followed by, " Noah, come here, mom's in the bath." Noah says, " Mom, are you in the bath." Me, "Yes bud, what is it?" Noah, " I can't get in!" Me, " I know. Go tell Daddy what you need." Noah then goes to D and says,
"Dad, I need the car keys." D says, " The car keys, for what?!" Noah, " I need to open the door. I need to unlock mom's door." D says, "No, do you need something or you just want to see mom?" Noah says, "I need to unlock the door." D says, "Leave mom alone for a while, she played with you all day long, let her rest."
I then heard some other rumbling between the two of them, meanwhile, you know I am getting out, half-way drying off, and I wrap the towel around me, get to the door, unlock it and crack it open to ask, "Noah, what is it?"
He replies, "Hi mom."
Then runs off to his room to play.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010


This past Sunday afternoon, my hubby was at a call with the fire department. Noah and I decided to go sit on the front porch and watch for passing fire trucks, and for Daddy to come home.
While out there the wind was blowing a little, but it was mainly warm and sunny. Well, we have 2 flags on 2 of the posts on our front porch, one from the University of Alabama, and one that is an American flag.
When the wind blows, the flags naturally blow, and sometimes it can be a bit forceful. Here is mine and Noah's conversation about it:
  • Noah: Mom, the wind is blowing.
  • Me: Yeah, it is.
  • Noah: It's loud. The flags are moving.
  • Me: Yes, sometimes it is loud when the flags blow.
  • Noah: I wish Jesus would tell them to "Be Still" like He did with Peter and the boat.
  • Me: (chuckles) That's a really good idea Noah.
My thought for the day: Sometimes I wish Jesus would tell Noah to be still!!! hahahaha!!!