*Sigh*

It could have been a lot worst. At least they took off their clothes! They asked us for all the supplies except one. We thought we knew what they were doing. Surprise, Surprise...*sigh*

"I'd Like A Side Of Heart Attack With That!"

My wonderful husband loves to cook. Unfortunately, it's rarely on any diet plan. Yesterday Jim made banana bread for the pure purpose of making french toast banana bread this morning (yeah, I know, pack on the calories). He decided a good side item would be bacon. While eating the deadly, but delicious meal, he asked if I would be interested in meat loaf wrapped in bacon tonight. Who wouldn't be interested in that?!? He also reported that one of the members of the church invited the girls to come over and pick collard greens (finally, something healthy from him), then he said he wanted to make them with bacon. Yes sir, may I have another blood clot please?

For those of you none country savy people, the girls are holding collard greens.

I've decided that females must have an observation gene that males miss out on. Having never expressed my personal opinion, Emmy had this to say "Boys are stinky!" Amen Sister!

Here's the stinky boy.








This week we went hiking again. On the trail we picked, there are 385 stairs to climb. The girls love going up. However, Lydia prefers to fly down. She does this by holding your hand and suspending herself in the air as she glides down the stairs. So, of course, this forces the hand holder to go faster.
Crystal: Lydia, you have to slow down!
Lydia: I am going slow, faster.
Hmm... can't argue with that.

"Is Heaven Coming To My House?"

Last night while tucking the girls into bed, Heaven was the topic of the night. Emmy has an amazing understanding of Heaven and Jesus dying for us. Lydia is usually in lala land, but last night while kissing her on the forehead she said "Is Heaven coming to my house?" Of course, I did my best to clear this up. I know right now my mother is thinking of a famous quote from when I was 5. After months of talking about moving to Mississippi, we finally were on our way. Hours and hours into the trip, I blurted out, "When are we going to get to Mrs. Sippi's house?!?"

Here is Lydia and Rhett in their Lady Bug Tent.



Jim's dad came to visit this weekend.



So, this is a picture of Emmy (Lydia demanded to be in it as well) on Sunday night after church. I'm sure it's hard to see in the picture, but she has mud and dirt everywhere. She was under the tree house at the church and one of the kids accidentally dumped their glass of tea all over her. I thought to myself, only in the country would a child get so dirty at church!



The quote of the week has to go to Emmy this week. You have to know Jim at the grocery store first. I would assume that most men just want to get out of there asap. But not my husband, he wants to look, no study, every item in the store. It can be so painful sometimes!!!! So, while pushing the cart and going super slow, trying to wait for Jim who had gotten behind, once again, we heard Jim's famous sneeze (obnoxiously loud!). He was just on the other side of the isle. Emmy, then blurts out: "Come on Dad, PICK UP THE PACE!" We all died laughing, everyone in both isles. And of course, I couldn't agree more!

This is Emmy after playing in the rain.