Getting real and Wal-Mart makes me CUSS

   I feel like getting real with y'all for a minute.  Three kids is hard.  If someone tells you otherwise they are LYING!!!!!  I rise at 5:00 AM each (weekday) morning.  I know you probably think that's ridiculous and why in Sam Hill would I do such a stupid thing.  I find personal hygiene to be very important, and if I don't bathe then it won't happen.  Showers aren't an option.  I am literally running around all day tending to the needs of my people and today I'm tired.  Some days I feel defeated.  Like yesterday, I did... therefore, I put the children to bed at 6:40!  Tonight I told Trey I  might get a job offshore because I was wiped out!  He rolled his eyes.  It's real around here... real life...real crazy....It's just real.

Friday was the first day the kids could wear jerseys to school.  It was a big day and Bitty was pleased with this idea...

I took lunch to Ford at school and then went back and checked him out early for the pep rally.

There were lots of birthday parties to attend last weekend.  One of which was a Hawaiian luau.

He saw a helicopter.

It been a tradition the last 9+ years since Trey and I moved back to Senatobia to eat with Puddin and Pops on Sunday after church.  Pops loves sweets as much as I do... that's a lot, so he needed a bowl of ice cream for dessert.

Sister was MORE than happy to help him eat it.

I think it's a mutual love.  Pops loves ice cream.  Annie loves ice cream.  Pops loves Annie.  Annie loves Pops.

This little firecracker is jealous that Ford has homework and he doesn't.  Soooo I have to make him homework everyday.  One day he will not like this idea.

Selfie

Wal-Mart is a place that makes me sin.  I think bad thoughts.  I cuss in my head.  I get aggravated.  And when I bring my children and they swiffer the floor with their bodies... well, it ain't good people!

The result of going to bed TOO late.  100% Daddy's fault and I had to pay the consequences.

= 6:40 bedtime

Sister is 18 months old.  That's 1.5 years.  It's tooooooooo old!

I do l-o-v-e Timehop.  Here's how she's changed in a year.

John Brantley Weight: 21.2 lbs. – Under 5th percentile Height: 32 inches – 25th percentile Head circumference- 48.5 cm – 75th

Ford Weight: 24.3 lbs. – 25th percentile Height: 50th percentile HHHead circumference: 75th percentile

Annie’s 18 month stats…. Weight: 24.6 lbs. – 50th percentile Height: 32 in. – 60th percentile Head Circumference: 48.5 cm- 90th percentile (I think this is wrong.  They usually stay the same.  Hers has always been 75th).

Some personality traits:  loving, loud, prissy, bossy, sassy, 

Likes: outside, candy, pizza, sausage muffins, riding the golf cart, riding toys, balls, animals, swimming, bath time, tee teeing on the potty, drinks, ice, popsicles, shoes, jewelry, hats, make-up, pretending to drive the car, being held, cookies, chips, cell phones, chapstick, her Bubbas, yelling "Mommmmmmma", familiar people, helping me do whatever I'm doing.

Dislikes: lots of food, cold milk, walking in grass, being in her car seat a lot of the time, getting dressed, getting out of the bath tub, when people come to visit and they leave, not being held when she demands attention, having her nose wiped, and wearing shoes.

18 months marks the end of my nursing career.  Three kids and 43 months.... I need a certificate of completion.

I'm 99.9% sure we almost made history yesterday.  I strongly believe we were about to be the first family in Mayberry to be banned from the public library.  It would have been Annie's fault for all the yelling she was doing.

Shot day at the doctor's office.

Trey's brother, Vance, is getting married on Saturday.  All of my children are in the wedding and I'll let you decide how you think it'll go....

Little Gentleman takes this roll of junior groomsman seriously....

This morning I thanked God for this masterpiece.