• missed…

    It is a good thing knowing you are missed. Gress had tears for me from miles away and there was no doubt he missed his little brother immensely. There was lots of loving and silliness from Gress when we got back. It’s good to be home…

  • Random Photos

    Who says the second child has less photos than the first born? This week there are definitely more photos taken of Mcree! 

  • Grandparents

    There is a special bond between grandparents and their grandkids. Gress is constantly making up stories of him with one of his grandparents. He always says, “when I was at Grandpas” and since we don’t call any of his grandpas that we have to clarify and ask him which grandpa he is taking about, which really doesn’t matter since the story is made up anyway! 🙂 I love seeing how sweet these relationships can be. We have missed seeing PawPaw and Grandmommy and are so glad we got to spend some time with them!! I think Grandmommy might have packed up Mcree in her suitcase and taken him with her if we weren’t looking!

  • The balance

    I have yet to figure out the balance between being a mom, a wife, a child of God, and a producer. I admit that sometimes one or most areas fail while one area really succeeds, and that is mostly when work is involved. A job comes in, and all of my other duties get put on hold. It is challenging…and THANKFULLY I have people around me that understand and step in to help. I had a job last week in Atlanta where I had to scout people and their dogs ALL over the state of GA it seemed and at the same time scout parks ALL over Atlanta from sun up to sun down most days. Since Mcree won’t take a bottle, guess who got to tag along with me. Luckily my mom was still in town helping my sis and so she came with me on a sightseeing tour of GA. I couldn’t have done it without her…ok I could have but I would have been a stressed out wreck. And THANK YOU to my sister for letting me steal mom for a few days. AND THANKFULLY I have an amazing husband who loves to be around our kids and he got to spend some quality time with just Gress. It was weird being separated as a family. There was a feeling in me yearning to be back home. But I must say, this little Mcree..he is a great baby. He just was along for the ride and didn’t mind that most of our trip was spent in a car seat. So THANK YOU to all of you who carried my load!! Couldn’t have done it without you!

  • Busy Weeks

    These last few weeks seem like a blur to me. Every night I keep thinking, THIS will be the night Mcree sleeps through the night. It has only happened once and sadly I couldn’t sleep as I was worried something was wrong with him. I think I run fully on auto pilot. I keep track of my days by what activities we do on certain days. I often get tired 2 hours into my day..pathetic! If only I had half the energy that Gress has. Just think of all the things I could accomplish. I hope my sleep depravation isn’t erasing my memory for these sweet moments that are happening right now. I keep telling myself…savor…enjoy….and you can sleep later! 🙂

  • Sweet Baby Girl

    I always wanted my sister to have kids…although for most of my life I thought that would never happen. It is almost impossible to describe the amazing feelings you experience when you have your own child. We went to visit Layla last week and it was incredible to see the unending devotion my sister has for her new baby. She now knows those feelings that well up in you, those feelings you thought never existed…until a baby came along.  Welcome to motherhood Karin. It is going to be a wild and amazing ride! I can’t wait to have a front row seat!

    Gress loved seeing Layla the most. We got in the car and he said, “I love Layla. She is my new favorite cousin. When I grow up I am going to marry her.” THAT’S LOVE!

  • Random Randomness

    I wanted to answer some of the questions I get on a weekly basis.

    “How is Mera handling Jesse being gone?” Well, she moans a bit but it is hard to really tell what Mera is thinking. She is getting treated extra special these days and actually sits at our feet every time we go outside. She also gets extra love, extra treats, and leftovers off the plates on special nights. I am sure she is wondering why all the special attention. While Gress was in the bathtub the other night, I asked him when he was going to start washing himself and he said, “when Mera dies.” That might be a while.













    What do we do during the week? Well, we go to the park, we go on walks, we go to Oatland Island (a wildlife refuge with lots of animals) and they have a program where they do crafts and we usually have picnic lunches with Gress’ buddies, we go to the Library for storytime, Gress runs around like a maniac with the neighborhood boys (who are all so sweet to Gress treating him like one of the gang) while playing guns or sword fighting or deciding who is going to hold their new puppy, Gress is now taking swim lessons twice a week (which he loves but doesn’t want to go back :)…….. I realize now why I am so tired all the time. I am tired just reading this.






















    And how is Mcree and life with a new one. It is awesome. This little guy is so full of life and is such a joy to be around. He is happy which makes up for all the spitting up he does. He loves Gress and Gress loves being with him. Mcree is trying to find his thumb to suck but hasn’t quite figured that all out yet. He has started grabbing toys and loves cuddling with his blankies. He only wakes up once in the night which (crossing my fingers) hopefully will be short lived. He is a chunk and is outgrowing his 6 month clothing. He is a heavy load to cary at times..which makes me think I should just start doing squats while holding him and call that my exercise for the day.















    So what’s next? Right now I am just trying to savor this sweet time with the boys. I haven’t figured out how work will play out but trusting that God is managing that one.

    Do we love where we live? We love Savannah and all the quaintness it shares. And lots of opportunities to make a difference in this city.

    How is crossfit going? Hmmmmmmmm. It’s not, but soon. I tried to do a pull up the other day (remember when I could do 50+ pull ups?) and failed miserably. Not only that, my abs ache terribly from just the effort it took to try. PATHETIC! I keep saying once this then that. Today it was once the girl scout cookies are gone then we will get back on track…only to then find our sweet girl scout neighbor selling them on the corner and owning up to our neighborly duty to buy more (6 more boxes to be exact). Then there was the kids selling candy bars. Where is the will power?

    And, we are an Aunt and Uncle again. Welcome to the world Layla!! We can’t wait to meet you!

  • Cowboy at Heart

    I love the days I get to see Gress dressed up as a cowboy. I will be doing my own thing and in he walks with his FULL attire on, gun and all. I just giggle and somehow find myself a little more proud that he has a love for that. I often pray that I won’t miss the gifts that God has given my children and that I will know how to foster those gifts. Gress has always loved horses. He plays with them, talks about them…and funny how the stick horse seemed real enough to him. A few months ago, a deal came across my email for half off western riding lessons. HOW could I pass that up? I bought 3 lessons, at the time not really knowing if Gress would love it or be scared of it. Today we found out. He LOVED IT! We went to Lazy Oaks Farm in South Carolina and Gress had his first riding lesson. They walked him through taking the horse out of the barn, brushing it, looking at it’s hoofs, putting the saddle and reins on it, and then riding it. Gress (of course in his full cowboy attire), sat straight up on the horse and rode around confidently. We were so proud of him..and our hearts melted a little more for this sweet kid.

  • 3 Months

    Wow, how time flies. It is hard to believe that Mcree is 3 months old. He is a happy baby and loves just being around us. He doesn’t like the pacifier and has really tried to find his thumb, although he doesn’t quite know what to do with it when he finds it. I love this kid. He makes me smile just being around him. I’m very THANKFUL for a sweet baby boy!