Four generations

I'm always burning some rubber on the road, putting miles on my car, and keeping the gas stations in business.  We got him from the coast on Friday afternoon.  I was at home long enough to unpack and wash 6 loads of clothes, then it was time to ride the roads.  

Saturday, Annie and I went to Oxford.  The boys were absolutely invited, but naturally they had men things to do.  Fancy works most Saturday's until noon, and he also needed to do yard work.  Ford hates to go places so he went to Puddin's to swim, and of course Bitty was going to help with that yard work.  So, as I was saying, Oxford was where the Lamar ladies landed.  

My parents recently celebrated their 40th anniversary and my grandparents their 63rd.  With that being said, my grandmother came to see my granddaddy and several other of us family members came to visit too. 

You know I've got to document such an occasion. 

I already cherish this picture now, and I know I will more so in years to come.  Four generations....

Annie and her Great Grandmother 

The next day happened to be Father's Day.  My kids wake up with the roosters. Don't get the bright idea that keeping them up later guarantees them to sleep later.  Ain't happening.  These mini's are up by or before 7:00 everyday.  They were especially excited to give Trey his presents. Ford insisted that the Daddy get some baseball cards.  I couldn't disappoint the little guy.  So cards were part of his gift, followed by two shirts, which John Brantley had a hard time not opening himself. 

After lunch I headed up to Olive Branch to see my Dad on Father's Day.  

Again, it was just Annie and me who made that outing too.  

The right handman, the little shadow, the ever present Bitty... Had to help Trey do some yard work.  I looked out the window, and saw them walking and holding hands.  My heart might just burst!!!!

Backtracking.... Friday I woke up, while still in Biloxi, and I didn't feel good.  Like at all.  On the ride home my head was pounding, my body was aching, and I was having some Breast feeding issues. (I'll keep that subject matter vague).  After lying down and complaining some of the ride Trey decided I had mastitis.  I googled it and had most of the symptoms.  I called the doctor's office, spoke with a nurse, and we concluded it was mastitis and I needed an antibiotic.

People.... That infection is straight from the devil.  Worse than the pain I felt from my three c-sections.  I hurt everywhere.  I couldn't hug my kids much because it hurt.  It was like an out of body experience it was so awful to feed her.  I used a heating pad but the weight from it hurt.  It's bad stuff!!!!!  Thankfully, I'm on the mend.  I thought I was a goner several times and told Trey if he had any questions to ask me!!!!

Mr. Personality