He met Suri

Do you iron?  I don't.  I don't plan to start either.  I'm no good at ironing.  I've tried, and it didn't ever appear that I did much good.  Now if I did practice this not so fun household chore, and mastered the skill, I might be expected to add that to my list of 5,000 things I already do.  Ain't happening.  I have, however, mastered the skill of getting clothes out of the drier and hanging them up speedy fast.  With all this ironing talk being said, I had a wrinkled pair of shorts.  It's Vacation Bible School week at our church and I needed to wear my khaki shorts, but the ends were all wrinkled.  No ironing.  No time.  What's a girl to do????  Use your hair straightening iron of course!!!!!  Worked like a charm!

My baby boys sleep with me when the Daddy isn't home!!!

Trey went deep sea fishing last week.  He didn't ask me if he could go... He more or less just told me he'd be gone for 3.5 days.  This wasn't pleasing to my ears.  Me, alone with three needy children, doesn't exactly get my motor running you know.  I made it clear that we all needed prizes upon his return home.  I must toot his horn just a bit here, but I was utterly shocked and impressed that he picked out such a cute outfit for Annie. Toot toot!!!!!

The other day a young man was riding his golf cart.  I'm not sure why he came on our property, but he got stuck!!!!  Trey and the boys had to pull him out.

He wouldn't behave so I threatened to throw him in the "gar gar can"!!!

The offspring before church.

Life is a competition with my boys.  It's all about winning, being the best, and ticking the other one off.  Well, Ford started bragging that he got to hold Annie and all hell broke loose.  See exhibit A....

I think someone looks like her Daddy.  I hope she's slowly but surely getting him wrapped around her little finger!!!  If she's smart she will... Her Pops and BoomPa too!!!

Bitty with his favorite person at VBS, Douglas!!!!

Bible school 

Bible school wears her out... See exhibit B...

The other day I found Trey in Annie's room sitting on the ottoman watching her sleep.  I think he's already getting it bad.

And exhibit C....

And exhibit D...

It wears my boys out too.  This was at 6:45 one night.  Slept 12 hours until I woke them up the next day. 

The boys got a cool new swing for their birthdays from Uncle Ken, Aunt Ashley and the cousins. 

Fighting over women can lead to mass destruction. 

Tuesday night we had supper with some friends.  After chowing down, it was slip n slide time!

The Bit didn't understand how to make his float work to help him slide down.

Soooo, Ford literally talks 98% of the time he's awake.  I might be being too conservative here... Probably more like 99% of the time.  Often it's random chatter, but many times he's asking questions.  Lots of questions.  Questions I don't know the answers to. In the most annoying way possible, I've solved the question asking dilemma.  He's met "Suri".  Who????  The talking computer programmed robot lady on my phone.  He wears her butt out daily. She might quit!!!

John Brantley asks questions too.  Yesterday it was; "Is God as big as a Christmas tree?"