4th of July
2006
Daddy....smiling, holding his new son
Mommy....squinting, staring into the sun
Buck-a-roo....16 months old
Frank-o....1 month old
Showing posts with label Flashback Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flashback Friday. Show all posts
03 July 2009
24 April 2009
Flashback Friday
Since we find ourselves smack in the middle of 4-6 year old tball, twice weekly, these days....I thought I would flashback to our attempt at 3 year old tball last summer.
Not only has Buck-a-roo's interest in tball grown, exponentially, in the past year....so have my photography skills!
So....please do not comment, nor laugh, at how ridiculously blurry these pictures are!
Not only has Buck-a-roo's interest in tball grown, exponentially, in the past year....so have my photography skills!
So....please do not comment, nor laugh, at how ridiculously blurry these pictures are!
17 April 2009
Flashback Friday
The clock in the bottom right hand corner of my computer screen is telling me that I have exactly 33 minutes to publish this post before it is no longer Friday.....so here goes, quickly :-)
These pictures were taken a little over a year ago in our driveway as we headed to the circus for the first time. The boys were thrilled....though, I'm not even sure they knew what going to the circus consisted of.
Have mercy, isn't it easy to differentiate the photographs taken from my old point&shoot camera from a year ago as compared to my pictures of today!
Buck-a-roo had just turned 3 and Frank-o was almost 2. The circus was in an open-air three-ring tent, crowded, hot, humid, smelly, musty, uncomfortable with tons of unexpected FUN as we bumped into and sat next to Buck-a-roo's best "girl"friend, Bella.
Whew!! I made it!
20 March 2009
Flashback Friday
This weekend last year was Easter weekend and we had a fabulous weekend indeed. The weather couldn't have been any better as evidenced by the crystal blue skies in the following pictures.
I suppose you can now guess what we did on Saturday before our Easter Sunday festivities. The weather was A+ and the wind was quite robust. Papa Cody spent the day kite-flying with the boys.
The boys and I are headed to my parents' house this weekend for a visit while Daddy Buck is going to the deer camp. The forecast for this weekend, the first weekend of Spring, is superb here in the deep South.
I suppose you can now guess what we did on Saturday before our Easter Sunday festivities. The weather was A+ and the wind was quite robust. Papa Cody spent the day kite-flying with the boys.
The boys and I are headed to my parents' house this weekend for a visit while Daddy Buck is going to the deer camp. The forecast for this weekend, the first weekend of Spring, is superb here in the deep South.
Sunny skies, no chance of rain, family, and friends is a combination for Good Times had by all.
The forecast for this weekend looks to be good for most of the country for the first weekend of Spring. Get out and enjoy it....
13 March 2009
Flashback Friday
Weather permitting, we are headed to our 2nd annual St. Patrick's Day parade tomorrow morning. The boys had a blast last year and this should follow suit once more.
Today, I thought I would flashback to this time, last year...
Because they everyone's shirt still fits, we will be wearing the same attirethis year in our pictures as last year (just all looking one year older)! In today's economy....why not, right??
Happy Friday....Friday the 13th, that is!!
06 March 2009
Festive Flashback Friday
We have come leaps and bounds (no pun intended) from these feeble feet....
to this frequent footwear....
And, have come a far cry (once again no pun intended) from this fragile FOUR pounds FOUR ounces....
to this fabulous FOUR year old....
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Buck-a-roo, Happy Birthday to you!!!!
Dear Buck-a-roo,
Your dad and I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was a Sunday and we had just put a frozen pizza in the oven for lunch. I went to the bathroom and my water broke, only minutes after Maw-Maw had just left our house headed home following her visit for the weekend to attend my baby shower. You were due on April 30 and despite a long 10+ week battle in and out of the hospital, 45+ visits to the OB emergency room, 2 amniocentesis, constant contractions for 8+ weeks and numerous medications to halt my preterm labor....today would be the big day!!!!
We arrived at the hospital around 1:00 pm and you were born in the OR shortly after 8:00 pm and our world would forever be changed in the most magnificent way. Following 14 days in the NICU to allow you time to learn how to feed and continue to grow....you came home with us weighing 3 pounds 9 ounces and haven't stopped bringing joy to our lives ever since.
Today you are an excellent big brother and a super well-mannered boy. You weigh 38 pounds and are 44 inches tall. You consume more chocolate milk than you probably should and are the ultimate picky eater. You color in the lines beautifully and have just begun to ride your bicycle without the assistance of training wheels. You adore music, musical instruments, and dancing. You know how to snap your fingers, wink on command, and try your darndest to whistle all the time. You prefer to dress like a "little man" on a daily basis, button-down shirts, collared polo shirts, blue jeans, or "striped" pants (corduroy). You choose to wear boots for footwear daily, work boots, rain boots, cowboy boots; you have 'em all. You can count to 30, spell Z-O-O, write your name, and recite your weekly Bible verses with ease. You are definitely a people-pleaser, enjoy affection and still, four years later, make us smile until our face hurts every single day!!!!
We love you and I mean it....no more birthdays after FOUR!!!!
Love,
Daddy and Mommy
27 February 2009
Flashback Friday
This week's Flashback Friday is all about Buck-a-roo!
It is so hard for me to believe that my oldest son will be FOUR next week. The picture below is from two years ago around the time when we moved into our current home. He had just turned two, gotten his first crewcut like his dad, and was sporting his first pair of Cowboy boots. One thing you should know about this kid....he loves boots, work boots, rain boots, cowboys boots, ALL boots!
It is so hard for me to believe that my oldest son will be FOUR next week. The picture below is from two years ago around the time when we moved into our current home. He had just turned two, gotten his first crewcut like his dad, and was sporting his first pair of Cowboy boots. One thing you should know about this kid....he loves boots, work boots, rain boots, cowboys boots, ALL boots!
20 February 2009
Flashback Friday
In honor of the season opener for the 2009 LSU baseball season tonight in the NEW Alex Box Stadium....
here's a picture of some loyal LSU fans from the final game at the previous Alex Box Stadium from last season.
Going into the 2009 season ranked #1 raises the stakes even higher for a win tonight in the season opener. I'll be in the stands and will let you know the outcome!!
GEAUX Tigers!!
13 February 2009
06 February 2009
Flashback Friday
I remember this picture and this time of our lives very, very well. This was taken exactly three years ago. I was 3 months pregnant with Frank-o and Buck-a-roo was 11 months old. I had just recently been placed on, what would turn out to be, a treacherous 20-weeks of bedrest.
My restrictions were so strict, that all I could do for my firstborn was rock him....and that we did! We rocked, and we rocked, and we rocked some more. That probably explains his being so high maintenance to this day behaviors/character/personality to this day. I am quite sure that he is not scarred for life because of it and most probably is clueless that those 20 weeks of his life were any different that any other child's; that however, does not erase the guilt at the time. To say that it was trying would be an understatement.
We made it! And we are blessed!
30 January 2009
Flashback Friday
Yes, this is Frank-o a year ago. Yes, he is sitting in a trash can that contains our dogs' food. Yes, his mouth is chock full of dog food. No, he does not have a look of dislike on his face because yes, he likes the dog food. Yes, his name is Frank-o; not MIKEY!
Why post this picture of Frank-o from one year ago eating dog food? So glad you asked. Well, a.) it's Flashback Friday and b.) Frank-o's not over the fixation.
I thought he was over it. He should be over it. He's 2 1/2 and should not be putting foreign objects into his mouth.He came to me yesterday and 'fessed up to eating ALL of Remington's dog foodI caught him eating dog food again this week. He said, "Look Mommy, Remtin's food in my teef"! {excellent} {does that mean you don't need dinner?} {man, your breath is kickin'}
Why post this picture of Frank-o from one year ago eating dog food? So glad you asked. Well, a.) it's Flashback Friday and b.) Frank-o's not over the fixation.
I thought he was over it. He should be over it. He's 2 1/2 and should not be putting foreign objects into his mouth.
24 January 2009
the ridiculously, insanely, overwhelmingly LONG post
I haven't posted since Wednesday...busy days, busier evenings, long nights! Buckle your seatbelts and hold on tight, this is gonna be a doozy of a post...
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Allow me to preface the paragraph that follows, by saying, that Daddy Buck and I had the day off (well, I was on-call) together on Thursday...
I was raised in the deep south in the great state of Louisiana in a family that worshiped the outdoors. From sports, to fishing, to hunting, and everything in between. My grandfather, father, brother, and husband are avid hunters. From deer, to turkey, to ducks, to doves, to elk, and everything in between. With this upbringing, it's hard to believe that I had never fired a gun. Not a rifle, not a shotgun, not a pistol, or anything in between. That is until this past Thursday! My dad has tried for years to teach me, take me, coerce me...if not for the sport of it, at least for self defense and personal safety. Daddy Buck finally won the battle and I agreed to go to the indoor pistol range and finally "bite the bullet", if you will.
Here's what I have to say about it...I did it (after tearing up and almost backing out), I was decent at it (fired 6 shots from 20 feet and hit the target ALL 6 times), I was NOT a huge fan of it.
Daddy Buck, on the other hand...recreational hunter with a military hunter background, need I say more?
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After the pistol range, lunch, and grocery shopping, we got the boys so that we could enjoy the outdoors and our spring-like temperatures before Daddy Buck and I left for "date night".
Frank-o has finally become proficient at riding his bicycle that Santa Claus brought as evidenced in this video clip (pause the music player at the bottom of the page):
And, just for kicks...enjoy a laugh on me at this video clip of my two sweet, lovely, innocent boys attempting to run me over (take note that Frank-o has the hiccups from laughing so hard):
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Daddy Buck and I had "date night" on Thursday...dinner at a nice, quaint, local Italian restaurant and then we met another couple to enjoy the music of an 80s cover band.
Our neighbor snapped this unscripted series of pictures as we were leaving using the continuous picture-taking mode on my camera.
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You didn't think I would overlook my two weekly Friday blog carnivals, now did you?? Better late than never...
Flashback Friday
These pictures are of Frank-o in February 2008 the day of his surgery to have tubes placed in his ears.
Why choose these pictures for Flashback Friday?
Speaking of surgery??
Remember that my boys were scheduled to have surgery (again) this past December and it was cancelled when Frank-o got sick the day of the surgery.....it has been rescheduled for February 12 and has become a wee, tee, nintsy little bit more extensive!! It will be tonsils, adenoids, and tube in ears for BOTH boys. senile, loony, exhausted, teary-eyed, whiny, short-tempered, sick, cranky, hungry, drugged, cramped...are all words that come to mind. Pray people, pray like wildfire!
Favorite Things Friday
1. Our ENT....because, hopefully within the next three to four weeks, she is going to drastically improve the quality of life that exists within our family. Less runny noses, fewer ear infections, better nights' sleep....who could ask for more?
2. My Parents....who came in town this weekend to visit the boys and I while Daddy Buck made a short weekend trip to Mobile, AL to visit his uncle. They are always a blast when they visit. I love them and my boys adore them!!
3. Birthday Cake....today was my nephew's birthday party (more on that to come), so it's fresh in my mind. Bakery fresh in my mind with lots and lots of frosting!
Head on over to The Boren Life for more Favorite Things Friday entries (even though it's Saturday night now)...
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Since I just mentioned my blogging pal, Tiff (The Boren Life), I should also mention that she has bestowed upon me my very first blogging award/honor, Hug Me Hug You!
This award is given only to those who have said or done things that make an impact as well as provide comfort to others. It is given to those who induce positive emotions in others, while leaving them with the warmth of knowing that they too are special.
Hugs everyone:
1. Trish @ The Blondin Five
2. LeAnna @ Our son....Patrick
3. Amy @ Savage Stories
4. Mandi @ Monistere Maddness
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ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
I am stoked, pumped, fired-up, honored, and downright bedazzled that my boys picture that I entered in this week's Kids' Faces contest at i Heart Faces was featured on their blog.
Check it out here....It seemed to me that the Top 10 winners that were chosen were all taken by professional photographers with the exception of maybe one or two, so I was stunned to even be amongst the "not-so-honorable, accessorized, honorable mention" picks!
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Tonight at bedtime....I read, "Goldilocks and the Three Bears" to my boys. The special detail to this tidbit of information is that, it was my book from when I was little that my mom read to my brother and I complete with three stuffed three bears hand-made by a family friend. My mother brought it to my boys and I this weekend.
Thank you "just plain ole" Maw-Maw!!!
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Out of the mouths--
Frank-o as we are passing Daddy Buck's work en route to church last Sunday morning..."Daddy, there's YOUR school!!"
Buck-a-roo as attempts to explain to me where milk comes from...
B-A-R: "Mommy, do you know that cows make milk from how we potty"
Me: "I didn't know that Buck-a-roo"
B-A-R: "Yep, the farmer pulls their potty-thingie and milk comes out!" "That's where chocolate milk comes from!"
Me: {alrighty then}
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And that, my friends, is the 4+ hour post
"GoodNight"
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Allow me to preface the paragraph that follows, by saying, that Daddy Buck and I had the day off (well, I was on-call) together on Thursday...
I was raised in the deep south in the great state of Louisiana in a family that worshiped the outdoors. From sports, to fishing, to hunting, and everything in between. My grandfather, father, brother, and husband are avid hunters. From deer, to turkey, to ducks, to doves, to elk, and everything in between. With this upbringing, it's hard to believe that I had never fired a gun. Not a rifle, not a shotgun, not a pistol, or anything in between. That is until this past Thursday! My dad has tried for years to teach me, take me, coerce me...if not for the sport of it, at least for self defense and personal safety. Daddy Buck finally won the battle and I agreed to go to the indoor pistol range and finally "bite the bullet", if you will.
Here's what I have to say about it...I did it (after tearing up and almost backing out), I was decent at it (fired 6 shots from 20 feet and hit the target ALL 6 times), I was NOT a huge fan of it.
Daddy Buck, on the other hand...recreational hunter with a military hunter background, need I say more?
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After the pistol range, lunch, and grocery shopping, we got the boys so that we could enjoy the outdoors and our spring-like temperatures before Daddy Buck and I left for "date night".
Frank-o has finally become proficient at riding his bicycle that Santa Claus brought as evidenced in this video clip (pause the music player at the bottom of the page):
And, just for kicks...enjoy a laugh on me at this video clip of my two sweet, lovely, innocent boys attempting to run me over (take note that Frank-o has the hiccups from laughing so hard):
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Daddy Buck and I had "date night" on Thursday...dinner at a nice, quaint, local Italian restaurant and then we met another couple to enjoy the music of an 80s cover band.
Our neighbor snapped this unscripted series of pictures as we were leaving using the continuous picture-taking mode on my camera.
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You didn't think I would overlook my two weekly Friday blog carnivals, now did you?? Better late than never...
Flashback Friday
These pictures are of Frank-o in February 2008 the day of his surgery to have tubes placed in his ears.
Why choose these pictures for Flashback Friday?
Speaking of surgery??
Remember that my boys were scheduled to have surgery (again) this past December and it was cancelled when Frank-o got sick the day of the surgery.....it has been rescheduled for February 12 and has become a wee, tee, nintsy little bit more extensive!! It will be tonsils, adenoids, and tube in ears for BOTH boys. senile, loony, exhausted, teary-eyed, whiny, short-tempered, sick, cranky, hungry, drugged, cramped...are all words that come to mind. Pray people, pray like wildfire!
Favorite Things Friday
1. Our ENT....because, hopefully within the next three to four weeks, she is going to drastically improve the quality of life that exists within our family. Less runny noses, fewer ear infections, better nights' sleep....who could ask for more?
2. My Parents....who came in town this weekend to visit the boys and I while Daddy Buck made a short weekend trip to Mobile, AL to visit his uncle. They are always a blast when they visit. I love them and my boys adore them!!
3. Birthday Cake....today was my nephew's birthday party (more on that to come), so it's fresh in my mind. Bakery fresh in my mind with lots and lots of frosting!
Head on over to The Boren Life for more Favorite Things Friday entries (even though it's Saturday night now)...
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Since I just mentioned my blogging pal, Tiff (The Boren Life), I should also mention that she has bestowed upon me my very first blogging award/honor, Hug Me Hug You!
This award is given only to those who have said or done things that make an impact as well as provide comfort to others. It is given to those who induce positive emotions in others, while leaving them with the warmth of knowing that they too are special.
Hugs everyone:
1. Trish @ The Blondin Five
2. LeAnna @ Our son....Patrick
3. Amy @ Savage Stories
4. Mandi @ Monistere Maddness
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ARE YOU KIDDING ME???
I am stoked, pumped, fired-up, honored, and downright bedazzled that my boys picture that I entered in this week's Kids' Faces contest at i Heart Faces was featured on their blog.
Check it out here....It seemed to me that the Top 10 winners that were chosen were all taken by professional photographers with the exception of maybe one or two, so I was stunned to even be amongst the "not-so-honorable, accessorized, honorable mention" picks!
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Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Brock, Happy Birthday to you!!
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Tonight at bedtime....I read, "Goldilocks and the Three Bears" to my boys. The special detail to this tidbit of information is that, it was my book from when I was little that my mom read to my brother and I complete with three stuffed three bears hand-made by a family friend. My mother brought it to my boys and I this weekend.
Thank you "just plain ole" Maw-Maw!!!
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Out of the mouths--
Frank-o as we are passing Daddy Buck's work en route to church last Sunday morning..."Daddy, there's YOUR school!!"
Buck-a-roo as attempts to explain to me where milk comes from...
B-A-R: "Mommy, do you know that cows make milk from how we potty"
Me: "I didn't know that Buck-a-roo"
B-A-R: "Yep, the farmer pulls their potty-thingie and milk comes out!" "That's where chocolate milk comes from!"
Me: {alrighty then}
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And that, my friends, is the 4+ hour post
"GoodNight"
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