Cousin Fun for the Day

Cousins came today to stay while Memaw and Poppa went to a training class. We started the day at the local Splash Pad, had a picnic, played in the sand, had a picnic lunch and went to the local pool. We ended our time together by going to Sonic for Happy Hour. Whew!!! What a busy time with 8 kids and one adult.

Not Flattering, but Funny

The following is a conversation between Reed and I while we were on vacation. I told Tim later that I did not have to share this with him -- I could've kept it to myself, but I did think it was funny.

On our last full day at the beach in Destin, there was a yellow flag warning out as the waves were pretty choppy. Reed and I were out riding the waves together on a boogie board and as the waves were running at a diagonal, we were being taken further and further down the beach. The following conversation came next:

Me: Reed, we're going to need to get out and walk back. Daddy's going to be worried and wonder where we are.

Reed: That's because he's the boss.

Me: Really?

Reed: Yes, because he's the oldest. That makes him the boss.

Me: Oh, because I'm pretty sure Daddy thinks I'm the boss.

Reed: No, you're just BOSSY!

Miracles Do Happen!

Miracles do happen! I am not talking about the fact that we finally chose to post on our blog again --- although Lorna has been Facebooking--- what can I say, life has been happening and we have been going with it. No, the miracle I am speaking of is that my wife cleaned the bathroom this weekend! Oh my gosh! I have been cleaning the bathroom for twenty-one years. It's not that Lorna is a slob, quite the opposite --- she turned me into a clean freak like her. No, she simply does not want to actually have to clean the bathroom and she luckily married someone who most of the time, doesn't mind.

When Lorna was living alone in an apartment pre-marriage, she grew unidentifiable things in her bathroom! I don't want to hear anything about how gross men are when they live by themselves --- her bathroom would give any bachelor a run for their money. Hence, after our nuptials in 1988, I got the privilege of cleaning our bathrooms from apartment to first house, first house to second and three kids later, numerous pets and a third house, I am still cleaning the bathroom. However, being gone for close to three weeks and because she knocked my favorite hat off my head into the Gulf of Mexico, she cleaned our bathroom! I came home to a refreshingly clean bathroom --- although she admits this may be a one time occurrance in our marriage. Miracles do happen!

Hopefully we will become more consistent at blogging again --- that will qualify as a miracle for us.