Southern Style

We had a little photo shoot in our backyard... southern style! I wanted some pictures of us three out in the back as a family, and of course I got too caught up in getting pictures of them and we forgot to get one of us three! Jude looked edibly cute in Kevin's old overalls and Joslin was the perfect little girlfriend to join him. These two are the perfect little pair!

At attempt at a kiss.

And then he helped Daddy wash the car...

a tiny cardigan and creatures that quack.

First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my dear old Dad. He is seriously, hands down, without question, putting all others to shame, the most wonderful dad. We have inspiring, Gospel-related talks DAILY that fill my heart with contentment. He shares wonderful stories with me about my ancestors, lessons he has learned from others, and is constantly telling me why and how proud he is of me. He has instilled me with confidence and a love of the Gospel since the day he laid those loving blue eyes on me. I feel humbled to be one of the few on this earth to call him "Daddy." He makes life an adventure. Every story he tells is unforgettable. His memory is bamboozling. He is always warm when I am cold. He is always only a phone call away and always makes me feel the most important. He will talk to me for two minutes and then say, "Hey, honey, I'm in the middle of a meeting, can I call you back?!" It's the best.

I love my dad. That's all. 

Second of all, we had a showing today so we went swimming at a friend's community pool. It was so, so fun and full of summer love. Me and my Jude were just the king and queen of that little pool. We came home and I took a 30+ minute bath (Jude was there, of course), then I shaved, then I showered and washed and conditioned my hair, then I washed my face with my electric scrub brush, then I put on moisturizer, then I felt LIKE A MILLION BUCKS!!! It was completely divine. So all you moms out there... figure out a way to make this happen and you will not regret it. You could even read a good book in the tub, turn on some nice music, or paint your nails! Go girl. Do it. (Bringing your child with you in the tub is not recommended, unless you happen to have a child who will lay on top of you like a blanket (and nurse) for literally thirty-minutes straight without hardly a budge...)

Third (of all?), a few weeks ago Jude put on this adorable little sweater we got from H&M and he looks really adorable and I took a million pictures of him. Then we went to the "Spring Fling" festival thing and it was totally icky so we detoured to the duck pond and enjoyed it thoroughly. 

This is Jude's confused/intrigued face. It. Is. My. Favorite. 

This is how I keep him from running out of the automatic doors at the library. He's a busy bee.

I am so ridiculously in love with these twenty-one pounds.

"Dad, don't give the ducks all my SNACKS!!!!"

We smother him.

Our pretty little house.

We really love our house. We are pretty bummed to be leaving. Why can't we just slide an over-sized spatula under it gently plop it in a nice little neighbor hood in San Antonio?! If only. I will miss driving down the cul-da-sac and seeing our little blue house and the pretty white one next door come into view with a canvas of green behind them. I will miss our big, open living room and the light that bathes it throughout the morning and afternoon. I will miss the windows that line the whole back of the house and the view of the different shades of green in the woods. I will miss the walks with Meghan and Joslin up our street, across Seay Road, and through the Cottages at Turtle Creek. I will miss loosing Dan and finding him out in the creek renovating the dam he built. A few more things will I miss, but this is all I can do tonight!

I don't want to forget a thing about this little place we call home.