the icing on the cake

brian's birthday kind of got lost in the process of moving (among other things we've yet to find), so we had a little belated celebration last week. anybody who knows brian knows that he is not a cake guy... unless it's a bonafide american cookie company cake. he's had the exact. same. cake. every single year. so why bother to even look at the cake? that's obviously what everyone was thinking this year. here's a shot of our birthday crowd singing to the birthday boy. you can see brian's dad is about to flip out the lights.... but wait! brian's grandmother seated at the table actually read the cake!


when the birthday song ended, i asked, "has anybody even read the cake?" natalie was a fast reader. :) everybody else was a little confused... and surprised!


ok... those are the smiles we were hoping to see!
 
so much for boring cookie cakes! :)
 
we are so excited to be expecting a precious addition to our family in may 2012! praise God from Whom all blessings flow.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.  I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.            -Psalm 139:13-16

7 years

yesterday marked the 7th anniversary of our wedding day! we spent our anniversary weekend painting, painting, painting! we are moving wednesday, and it is just a busy time!! but we will take some time to ourselves very soon. i am so thankful for brian and his never-ending patience with me. :) we've had a wonderful 7 years, and i look forward to many more together with my love.

we're moving! again!

i have totally forgotten to blog about the fact that we are just a few days away from moving! it's just down the street, and i can't wait. i wish i could tell the whole story right now, but i have got to get to bed or get packing or something other than blogging. we are excited and tired. my husband is the epitome of patient. and i'm the epitome of.... well... nobody finish that sentence please. :) i can't wait to get settled.... really settled. i am so weary of cardboard boxes. this is what our living room looked like earlier this month as we were collecting boxes....


my kids warmly accepted the avalanche of boxes just like another member of the family! they have been troopers through all of this, and we all just can't wait to play in our new backyard and finally have our swing set back up!!

i will get back on here eventually and share how the move goes. and then there's our july trip to nashville for my grandmother's 90th birthday. and maybe one day i'll finally finish blogging about our christmas trip to disney. a girl can hope, right?!

see ya from our new (old) house! :)

growing up is hard (for momma!)

ethan lost his first tooth over the weekend! it had been loose for a couple of weeks, i guess, and i was slowly preparing myself for this milestone. a first lost tooth. this means he's really growing up. i was ready to cheer on the inevitable, but my momma's heart was breaking just a little. ok, a lot. nevertheless, we pumped ethan up for his tooth falling out. he was excited and he was ready.

the kids spent saturday at brian's parents' house. when we picked them up that afternoon, i noticed ethan's tooth was gone. i exclaimed-- ok, i screamed-- "did you lose your tooth?!" brian's mom chimed in--ok, she screamed-- "you lost your tooth!?"

and in the most casual, unexciting way, ethan said, "yeah." (he is so his father's son.)

"WHEN!?" (i'm still screaming.)

"while i was watchin' the movie." (he's still totally unenthused.)

"YOU DIDN'T TELL NANA?"

"no."

"WELL, WHERE'S YOUR TOOTH?"

"right here." (and he shows me the teeny tiny sweet baby tooth that i am sure i will keep forever.)

"OH MY GOODNESS! ETHAN! YOU LOST YOUR FIRST TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTH!"

and the rest of the squealing and yelling is history.

amelia in 1981

my mom was cleaning out drawers and found this picture of me back when i was amelia's age. looks a little like amelia, don't ya think? well, besides the fact that my hair was out of my face. :) and i am pretty sure i was just as loud as she is. my parents remind me of that on a regular basis.


i hate to post a picture and run, but this month may very well be the busiest month ever. more to come soon.