About the weekend...

So, when we last spoke or the last time you read whatever, we were planning the ever risky trip to WalMart on Friday night. Surprisingly, it wasn't too crowded and Adam didn't even threaten to use words that aren't Sunday School friendly. He was even gracious enough to drive me to all of my shopping destinations and sit in the car entertaining Reese while I ran in and quickly picked up the desired items.

He is a kind soul like that.

Most of those items consisted of what I was planning to wear to the dedication on Sunday. For reasons unknown my Sunday morning get-up had me in a state of near distress. Possibly due to the fact that it is still iffy as to whether the clothes I already own will or will not fit and of course I am so pale in the winter I basically glow in the dark.

The next time we dedicate a baby it will be smack in the middle of July and I hope my skin is tender from the amount of sun it has soaked up (says the girl who won't get in the tanning bed because of the risk of skin cancer!). And in that case I will wear a cotton summer dress and flip flops. Winter time requires so much more thought than that.

By the way- I ended up returing everything and wearing a dress that I already owned.

Anyway, we had a lovely evening in town which ended by my husband taking me to a candle lit dinner at Chick-Fil-A. He knows what I like.

Shopping puts her to sleep every time!

Saturday morning Reese Cup (enunciate the E at the end) allowed us to sleep half way through the day- 8 A.M. that is. I had seen this picture of a baby propped up on her arms with a Santa hat on so when we got up we tried just that pose. I failed miserably, but this is what I got...

And it only went down hill from here...

And by the way, how would you recommend that I spell Reese Cup...Reesie Cup, Reese E Cup...??? I am at a loss....Yes, I know I am asking how to spell it when I delcared while I was preggo that no one was allowed to call her this. One of the many things motherhood has changed about me.

And because we just didn't get enough of the shopping madness on Friday night Reese and I went bak on Saturday morning.

Side note about that trip: I swiped my card and pumped gas on our way home. As I pull off the owner of the store runs out the door motioning for me to come inside (he also had a very accusatory look on his face). When I asked what the problem was he informed me that, "Your card did not work ." All the while he has a look on his face that says he thinks I am trying to drive away without paying. I assured him that I would not have pulled off had I known the card didn't work. Ya'll please remind me to check that credit card statement and see if I was charged twice!

Anyway, we sat around the gas logs Saturday night and watched Christmas movies while Reese discovered her hands.

And then it started...Christmas family functions...Aren't these events what gives Christmas all its splendor? You know, home cooked meals, and big, loud family reunions!

Sunday after church we went to Adam's Aunt Rene's (technically his great aunt) for Christmas. Last Wednesday she celebrated either her 98th or 99th birthday, I can't remember. She LOVES Reese and always wants to hold her.

Adam's cuz and my friend since somewhere around kindergarten, Ollie

After getting Reese to sleep Ollie decided that she would lay her down so she could eat.

Of course the instant she realized that she wasn't being held those little eyes crack open

Side story: Do you see how her hands are over her face? That is how she sleeps now. Throughout the night she rubs her face which causes the paci to fall out of her mouth....which causes her to cry. I put the paci in. She goes to sleep and the cycle continues ALL night long!

Then Ollie thought her husband Jay needed a little practice. He protested saying that Reese wasn't big enough for him to hold, but then he looked at her sweet little face and couldn't resist her:)

And then he began to talk trash about the wonderful world of blogging and facebook so I am retaliating by posting this picture of him...

Becky, or as we lovingly call her "Aunt Bec"

And what's a family gathering without a group photo?

I am not sure what Uncle G is doing, but if I have ever wondered what hubby will be like in 25+ years I direct myself to the right of this picture. They are so much a like it is scary.

We then went home and watched a few more Chritmas movies and I stared at this precious little thing (or thang- depending on how southern you want to sound).

So much cuteness I can hardly stand it!

And that was our weekend...with more details than you ever cared to know:)

Dedication

Reese's dedication. What can I say? We go to the "early" service that kicks off promptly at 8:30 A.M. every Sunday morning. I am of the school that if your not 15 minutes early then you are late. Therefore we have been late since September 20, 2010. One word comes to mind when I think back to yesterday morning from 6:30 A.M. till 8:30 A.M...."frazzeled!" For the three of us to get up, get dressed in our Sunday best, pack the car for Christmas lunch #1 which happened directly after church, and get to our destination by 8:30 A.M. required some work. The dedication went off without a hitch! She started crying right before we were called to the front, but after Daddy pulled out her BFF Mr. Binky she was happy as could be.

And, by Alabama standards, we were in the mist of a blizzard yesterday. Look at it piling up on the roof of the car!

After the eighth try we finally got a group photo.

...Then realized Uncle G's girlfriend Courtney was taking the picture...so we had to get another with her in it.

And here is a girl that is working on getting the "Friend of the Year Award." They drove from Marcoot- for those of you not familiar with that metropolitan area...it is located just east of Nowhere- just kidding- it is somewhere around LaFayette. I have made several trips to Marcoot since LaRae moved their 5 years ago and still have NO idea how to get there. I get lost everytime. Anyway, Kyle and LaRae brought Reese's friend Anna Kate.

Anna Kate hugged her and gave her a kiss but Reese was not interested.

Bro. Courtney praying over Reese during the dedication.

PeePaw and MeeMaw

Uncle G., D.D., and Big Daddy

Granny and Adam's Aunt Shelia

After it was all over she smiled so big at her daddy:)

Santa's Lil Helper

Out of the TONS of pictures I tried to make last night this was the closest thing to a smile I could get...

HAHA! I love this one. Look at those ears:)

Being beautiful will make a girl tired!

Thursday Thirteen...Some random thoughts

1. In my mind Thursdays kick off the weekend because I think to myself, “Self- you only have one more day after this and the weekend is yours.”

2. Me and myself have some INTERESTING conversations at times. Can’t you tell?

3. So here I am, face to face with the weekend. Almost.

Since I am back at work weekends hold so much significance. Isn’t it funny how when you don’t work they don’t mean all that much? But here I am on Thursday face to face with the weekend. And oh the excitement!

4. This Sunday we will be standing before the Lord, family, and friends as we dedicate the most precious child I have ever given birth to. I thought I had purchased the perfect dress until I realized after speaking with my fashion advisor (BFF Steph) that it’s December, not July, and the dress just will not do. Mainly because it is sleeveless and my skin rates somewhere between pale and paler from mid October through April.

5. In my young and dumb day I would have gone to the tanning bed- aka the cancer bed- but I am so much wiser now…much to the disappointment of all of the age reversal lotion companies that I would have financially supported by the ripe old age of 35.

6. After launching into an extensive discussion concerning my attire for Sunday we officially declared that BBF Steph comes to me for a reality check on husbands, babies, etc while I look to her for advice on the ever changing world of fashion. Isn’t it nice to know we can be each others counselors for such life altering issues?

7. Finding the perfect dress post baby body just isn’t as exciting as finding the perfect dress pre baby body.

8. Wow, things just aren’t in the same spot as they used to be- referring to my body, not the location of the dresses in the store.

9. Speaking of post baby body- I love it when people approach me and ask, “Have you lost all of the baby weight?” Which, let me tell you, when you teach teenagers for a living they will tell you all about your weight, hair, clothes etc. Teens are brutal these days. Anyway, back to my point, isn’t it clear that the person asking knows you haven’t lost all of the weight when they have to ASK? Hello- If I looked like I had lost all of the weight wouldn’t they turn it into a statement- You look just like you did before the baby. But no, they have to put all sorts of self image doubts in my mind by questioning my weight status.

10. Don’t you just love this time of the year? I just can’t wait to ride around with the hubby and look at Christmas lights. The tackier they are the more excited he gets.

11. Speaking of this time of the year- last year I surprised Adam with nothing less than an iphone, and wow I am having a hard time trying to think of something to trump that gift. Any suggestions?

12. For reasons unknown to me I am having trouble with my list this year. We all know Christmas isn’t about receiving and all that jazz…but a girl needs a Christmas wish list. I have everything I need...hubby, baby Reese, roof over my head, food on the table etc etc but I am just certain there is something I WANT.

13. Back to this weekend- we are out of so many essential items at our house that we are taking our lives into our own hands and going to Wal Mart tomorrow night. I don’t know if you have ever attempted to do such a frightful thing on a Friday night at the beginning of the month. After the sixteenth person has stood in the middle of the aisle (acting like they don't see you trying to get around them) Adam will threaten to use words that aren't Sunday School friendly. We will leave there and the hubby will declare (once again) that he is never going back to Wal Mart and I will declare (once again) that I am never taking him grocery shopping again.

And because every post needs a picture of this sweet little thing....
(Many thanks to Auntie Allison for this precious get-up)



This is when she sleeps the best...look at those little piggies proped up on the bumper pad. Ah, the cuteness!


P.S. Do you know how it excited it makes me to see my random thoughts listed in order by number? I feel so organized and it makes me happy. Therefore, in the future, you could be seeing a lot more of these numbered posts.

Smilin' for the iphone

I know it is quiet possible that I am a little bit partial....but seriously, could she be any more precious? On Sunday before church she was all about having her picture made....so who am I to ruin the mood? So I ran and got the camera...She thought I was soooo funny....I am painfully aware that in a few short years her momma won't be funny at all so I am going to enjoy these moments:)

Oh my gosh! I am sooooo in love with her!! I just want to squeeze her face and kiss those sweet cheeks!

When I put down the iphone and get the real camera out this is what she does...

She never smiles for the real camera...so once again, I feel as though I should thank Steve Jobs for that handy dandy iphone and the built-in camera! Since we're on the subject of her sticking out her tongue I am in the process of uploading the sweetest video you have ever seen...When Adam sticks his tongue out at her she does it back and it is just the funniest thing I have seen since Clark Griswold and Christmas Vacation. However I am currently struggling with the upload portion of this story which can be attributed to the fact that YouTube is not accessible at school (thanks to the unspeakable things kids would be able to watch on that high quality website)....and I need YouTube to upload the video...AND in case I haven't mentioned it before...I don't have high speed access at home which means Reese could be walking before this utterly precious video makes it to the blog.

On a side note: Monday night she slept ALL night to which her daddy declared, "my cup runneth over!" HAHA! We put her down at 9 where she proceeded to get herself to sleep...and when I left at 6 Tuesday morning she was still sleeping! Which I am so thankful....but I had to leave without holding her:( And her daddy informed me that she slept until 7 which was the exact time he stepped out of the shower....Why didn't she do that for me when I was at home? Oh no, when I was at home she would start screaming right about the time I completed shaving leg #1.