I've been wanting a kitten since we lost Steadman. I hate animals, but it was nice to have him at the back door when I came home. So my friend brought me a kitten. I named him Leo, after a character on The West Wing. I texted Cullen, he said no. I gave him to another teacher. She liked the name. Leo went home with her. There pes another family member. That's two Cullen said no to... Remember Todd Pollard, the turtle I found?
Jett met Mr. McCarty yesterday. Jett already has a little collection of animals, and Mr. McCarty added to it yesterday. To commemorate the trip I picked up a covered dish with an alligator on top of it, since Jett wore an alligator outfit. I made sure Jett knew that McCarty pottery will always make his Mama happy for special occasions.
My mother in law gave me the sweetest keepsakes yesterday for Jett. She compiled gifts for four generations of Pollard men. She gave Jett a sweet rattle, Cullen's monogrammed silverware, Mr. Jimmy's monogrammed Cross pen from his graduation (they have the same monogram) and the original James Everett Pollard's hymn book.
Mother's Day started at 4 in the morning for me. I set my alarm that early, just to get up and get things done for the luncheon after dedication. One of my final preparations was painting a sign for the front door.
Another last minute preparation was to finish painting cross canvases for the other babies dedicated along with Jett and wrapping them.
We didn't take time to get a really good picture as a family, this was the best we got. Once we got to church, it was a whirlwind of babies, and diaper changes, and pictures, and spit up.
All but one couple of the eight that had a child to dedicate are members in our Sunday School class. After we paraded down front and paraded back out, I decided to take Jett to the nursery. There were two workers for three babies. I had a "Terms of Endearment" moment, you know the one where Shirley Maclaine wants to climb in the baby bed with her infant...I couldn't leave him. So I put him in a baby bed and he played by himself while I rocked other babies and talked to the nursery workers. He didn't cry one time, and I now feel better about leaving him.
My brother and his wife came into town for the dedication and to visit one last time in Pontotoc before they move to Cleveland for a year.
Henry was just too cute, this is an outfit that he is to wear in his Uncle's wedding at the end of the month. He is growing so quickly. He is on the move constantly now and is talking more and more. He even said Jett this trip.
I think getting babies to take pictures is sometimes easier than getting grandparents to take pictures. We would get the grandmothers to look and say Jett's name to get his attention and the grandmothers would look down at him. JP had it together and just stared and smiled at the camera the whole time.
Probably the best picture we have of the three of them together.
The dessert table. I have full intentions of planning events down to the last detail, but then time gets away from me and I scramble to put it together. So after I sent the invitations out, it hit me that I could use a hymn as a theme for the party and it would be precious. As far as I got with that idea was to plan a dessert buffet with a canvas that said Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus... It was a great idea because my mom LOVES a dessert and takes great pride in making them.
The kids loved my chalkboard. Ellie is learning to write and does a great job getting most of the letters in what she wants to write, just not always in the best order. I think we favor a lot in this picture.
And what would a family dinner be with out a picture of me with my favorite cousin, Jason.
Mother's day was a great day. It wasn't restful but it was a sweet time with family. I only asked Cullen for three things. I wanted a love note from him, a card from Jett, and a surprise. He emailed me my poem. Jett's card held a gift certificate for a massage, and my surprise was a Ronaldo bracelet. It was a perfect first Mother's day.
On Sunday, Joanne calls me with the story. Her boyfriend, Drew, with the cover story of needing to get a signed baseball for his nephew, completely surprised her with a proposal. He had it worked out where the first baseman would throw him the ball and it would be "signed." So Joanne asks to see who signed it, and this is what it said.
My girl, Joey, had the ball in hand and the ring out of the box before she even said yes. She is so excited. I laugh to think that a year ago we were talking about how she would never get married, and now she is engaged.
Almost as good as getting engaged, her sister surprised her and flew into town for the event from Argentina. I can not wait for family vacations with the McGehee.