Heavenly Chorus

I almost think I heard a heavenly chorus break out this morning.

Why? you might ask.

Because Paige and Makenna are now back in school.

Thank you, Lord!



Conversation between Paige and Makenna, per Paige.

Makenna: Sissy, I'm ready to go back to school.

Paige: Why is that?

Makenna: Because we don't have to clean the whole school. Everytime we turn around at home, we have to clean something.


Paige was dressed and ready for school when I got up this morning at 6:30 a.m. She had on her new tshirt which reads: "I put the R in Rad" . Thank you Old Navy for giving my child more ego-boosting clothing. Like she needs it.

In my excitement of school starting back, I sent Makenna to bed at 7:45 p.m. last night. It's quite a treat to watch someone go to bed with attitude.

I'm quite sure the girls enjoyed their Summer break. No, I didn't lose my train of thought or get it wrong. When you wear shorts and flip flops out to play....it's not a Winter break. This morning is the first time it's been cool enough to wear a jacket.


The news reports that this bizarre warm weather we're experiencing down here in the South is called Global Warming. So, is that the new politically correct name for God? Global Warming?

The Supper Table

I love supper time at our house. When we moved into our bigger home, I made a rule that we would eat together as a family. We had this beautiful big six chair table* just built for a family. Every evening we sit down to eat. This is the time where we ask the girls how their day has been. Both get a chance to tell us what's going on in their lives. This also helps our Little Man learn how to sit and eat a meal. Although.....that's not working out too well most of the time.

Last night Makenna had our next door neighbor over for a sleep over. I was busy arranging the East Wing living room. It is now a CLEAN living room/computer room/play room. Fred took over cooking duty to make us some chimichangas.

We sat down to eat and I am like my mother in law. I put cheese on everything. The kids have picked up this habit also. Paige and I had put cheese on our chimi's when Makenna decided she needed some, too.

"Pass the cheese, please," she said in a sing song voice.

Paige huffed and held it out of her reach. "Say it normal"

"Pass the cheese," Mak said in a deep voice.

Paige huffed and puffed. "SAY it normal."

"Pass the cheeeeeeeese, pleeeaaaasssseeeee," Mak said in squeaky voice.

Paige (turning red in the face), "SAY IT NORMAL. GOD, CAN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING NORMAL. WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM??"

Makenna lifted one eyebrow at her crazy acting sister and said,

"Not all people are normal."

She got the cheese.


I love supper time at our table.




*Big shout-out to HelenAnne and Mitch who brought that beautiful table all the way from Nashville for us. That's love, people*