Baseball Helper

Abby loves to help Jeremy with the baseball field. On this particular day, she helped "paint" lines in between games.

Cousins

During Spring Break, Abby's cousins, Kelsey and Braleigh, came with DMama and Uh for a couple of days. Abby had a super fun time hanging out with the "big girls."

Bless her heart...

Do you think she has ever had her picture made before? And this is just one of the 10 or so that she insisted I take.

Babies

Oh how we love babies at our house. This picture was taken the other night after Abby had worked for well over an hour getting Bralyn and Lainie ready for bed. I think she beat them to sleep.

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Story #1:
Yesterday morning before church, Jeremy and I took Abby Grace for her first doughnut outing. (While she has had the occasional doughnut, she has never actually been to a doughnut shop until now...yes, I am very proud of myself.)

Anyway, the table next to us was occupied solely by an older (probably 75ish) gentleman with white hair.

Abby studied him for a second, and then asked, "Why he not live with God?"

"What do you mean?"

"He is old. Old people live with God."

Puzzled, I questioned a little further.

"Mama, they die and go live with God..."

Thank goodness, I don't think he heard her.

Story #2:
Let me preface this one with the fact that Abby wore Bulldog tattoos on her cheek to football games on Friday nights.

Last Wednesday, we attended our church's Ash Wednesday service. When our preacher placed the ashes on Abby's forehead, he simplified his statement to something along these lines, "Jesus did everything he could to make your life better. Jesus loves you very much and this will help you remember."

Fast forward about an hour to bathtime. As the soapy washcloth touched Abby's forehead, she lost it...not just a little lost it...but total meltdown lost it. Between sobs, all I could get was, "No wash off my tattoo! My will forget Jesus."

Miniature Snowman

It has been more than 3 weeks since our big snow and it is still melting off of our driveway, the front flowerbed, and backyard grass. So since it is still very present in our lives, I thought you might enjoy a picture of Abby with her miniature snowman...who melted just over a week ago.

Music is Gone

You are welcome. I have removed the music from my blog. I am tired of hearing it everytime, and if I am tired of it, I am sure you are tired of it.