Sunday, September 14, 2014

The look on his face says I don't love to shop, but in his mind he is thinking, get out of my way.  Jett has discovered the little baskets at our Piggly Wiggly, and he is in LOVE with them.  To be honest it makes my life easier when I run in for a few quick things if I can just drop them in his buggy.  He is a man on the move.

Ole Miss vs. Louisiana Lafayette

Jett's first Grove of the year had me worried, planning, thinking, and struggling.  Last year for the first game I made sure to have back up.  I had friends in tow to help and family as well.  It was work but it was easy, and my baby boy wasn't very mobile.  I knew this season would be different.  We got to the Grove about 11:15 to find the Pontotoc Rebels had yet to get there.  We tailgated alone only for about 15 minutes before we were able to help friends begin to bedeck the tables and get the party started.  Jett was in prime form during his normal nap time.  He had to sit in the chairs by himself, he had to watch Thomas on demand, and he pretty much was mesmerized by the big kids throwing a football behind us.  
 Apparently Jett understands the importance of hydration because he loved his new sippy cup so much he wouldn't put it down...that is until he put it down when we were leaving and in four inch heels I refused to turn around and get it.  I have my fingers crossed a Pontotoc Rebel brought it home with them.  

 He was so fussy during his nap time he would not even love on his bestie friend, Hannah.
 This picture was in between crying babies, wiping sweat, and stopping just long enough to say how much we missed each other, loved each other's outfits, and needed to spend more time together.  Then it was a quick photo before we picked up babies, made sure they weren't dirty and raced around after them.  
 Lily James was hamming it up for the camera.  She was in the best mood ever and just smiled at everyone.  
 This is the best pic we could get of all four of us.  You can tell by the strained smile on our faces that we were thinking Hurry up take the pic...does my arm look fat?...Are the kids smiling? ... Is my face shiny?  Is she gonna take a one with my phone?  Is this my good side?  What time is it?  And the many other ideas that run through your mind.
 Cullen had given me strict orders to be at the gate at game time.  So once the photo was made I packed up the Grove Cart and headed to the car.  He had strategized that it would be best if I took the cart back to the car, loaded it up, and then got Jett's stroller to take him to the game.  When we dropped off I knew he dropped me off and unloaded before parking in the lower parking lot near the baseball field.  It wasn't until I walked back to the car with a cart full of a cooler, a purse, a bag, a blanket, and dishes, that I realized Cullen hadn't just parked in the lower parking lot, it was past that around to the back of the baseball field.  In the four inch heels with a toddler on my hip and a cart gaining momentum and speed going down the hill, I may or may not have questioned my loyalty to Ole Miss, my husband, and my squirming child.  Just past the middle of no where I caught myself silently cursing the slip that was riding down, the shoes that were pinching my toes, and the idiot who assigned a parking pass on highway six almost.  Once at the car I sighed a long sigh of relief, let Jett play in the rocks and made quick work of the wagon/stroller exchange.  Then it was time to hike back up the hill, head across Taylor into a parking lot, down a flight of stairs and around the stadium to meet Cullen with a stroller, purse, and diaper bag in tow.  
 But in the blink of an eye, we were inside in the perfect seats with food, drinks, and company to keep Jett Boy entertained.  With his trains in hand and the excitement of the crowd Jett found sheer happiness.  
 Then, these pretty Rebelettes came around and he was taken with them.  He let them hold him and was  trying to play it cool as they snuggled and cuddled him.  I think he won them over when he perfectly performed his two Ole Miss tricks.  I ask him where Ole Miss was and he pats his chest, right over his heart,  as if to say "in my heart."  It'll make a Ole Miss loving Mama swoon and these girls were no different.  Next he threw a "fins up" hand to his face and they oohed and ahhed even more.  
 And this is his friend Frankie, she lives outside Atlanta, but for 15 minutes they entertained one another and her mom and I loved every minute of not being on the run.  
 And as you can see Jett feels completely at home with his Daddy's credentials around his neck, he was ready to take the field and the South Club by storm.  He made it to third quarter before giving it up.  Bless us all!  We didn't make it off campus before he was out and he slept until 4:45 this morning.  I could write a thousands posts about tailgating with a toddler and the struggles, but honestly I know we are super blessed to be able to enjoy football season like we do and with our friends and family.  

Family Reunion

 Cullen's grandmother hosted her siblings this weekend for a fish fry.  There are five of them now but one was unable to make the trip.  I had never met them before so we hurried around the house early in the morning planning and preparing for a long day in Oxford.  I woke up about 4:30 and got started getting things together.  Jett is an early riser so yesterday was no different.  He was up watching Thomas and playing with his trains while I got the Grove equipment together, got us both ready and even worked in a breakfast for us.  Cullen was in Game Day mode, which he swears doesn't exist, so entertained Jett and gave me half hour time updates.
 We got to Taylor by 9 and spent about 2 hours meeting and greeting the siblings.  They were a fun bunch.  Having just grown up with one sibling in my house, it seemed like it would have been fun with a bunch.  
 Jett was so tired but he was not about to give up a time with people to sleep.  I may or may not have paid for that later in the day.
 Here the siblings are, together again.  I know I was told their ages a hand full of times but I didn't pay that much attention.  I'm thinking from the left it was 80, 78, 76, and I'm not sure about the youngest...I'd have to say early 70s.  
Cullen, Jett, and I headed to tailgate just about 11:00 and as we were pulling out of the drive way his sister was pulling in to drop off her baby girl with his parents so they could enjoy the game with her.  After we left the siblings enjoyed a family fish fry and I'm sure lots of laughs.  

Friday, September 12, 2014

Celebrating Sadie

 Thursday, my mom turned 63.  We celebrated by eating at Boure in Oxford and then meeting family for dessert in Pontotoc.   

 Jett is less than amused at eating out.  He wants to be in the floor playing with trains and tracks.  Cullen is really good at keeping him entertained by letting him play with his phone, making up games to play, and just keeping him occupied.  

 Since my mom has been on Whole 30, I had to get creative with her cake.  She doesn't eat sugar, gluten, or processed food.  I made her a fruit cake.  

Fourty-seven pounds later she is keeping her goals in mind.  She did say she enjoyed a small piece of cake at work, but was right back on the diet by dinner time.  Jett Boy was so teased at the singing of Happy Birthday, but he was ready for watermelon soon after the anthem.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Jett's Newest Train

 It is no secret that Jett Boy loves a train.  When my mom walked in with this monster Jett was overly joyed.
 It's the cutest in the world.  It hooks together and he has found it can hold a book for him to have read to him, and some extra smaller trains in one of the compartment, it even has a flat bead to hold one of his smaller engines.  He has been one happy boy all week.

 I've found pieces each morning this week as I've made my way to the kitchen and kicked them.  Solid wood can stub a toe in a second.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

A Day at the Fair

 Count this as two weekends in a row my brother has talked me in to braving the heat for the kids.  Labor Day I spent the better part of my day enjoying the fair.  Which really means I stood in line so Ellie could meet some Disney star. 
 We first stopped in at a small petting zoo where I questioned a snapping turtle's right to be there, but I urged Jett to stay far away and it was on to the line.  Ellie, was less that happy once she found out to see the star she had to miss out on the fun.  So her daddy took her around to see the fun while I stood and held her place in line with both boys.  
 Just about the time they were returning to the line her best friend showed up, line jumped into my place and Jett and I jumped over to get some lunch.  

 Ellie and her friend enjoyed the ponies and the elephant ride.  Jett and I enjoyed another petting zoo and some shade and we ended our fun filled day with a ride on the ferris wheel with Brett and Ellie.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

August iPhone Dump

This month flew by.  School started, dance practice kept the whole family busy with babysitting, Jett Boy had hand foot mouth and another virus of unknown origin, our Rebels kicked off a great season and next month will bring more red and blue and more work to do.