wipe that smerk off your face,

it's not funny. one minute i wanna rip each and every one of your fingernails off with a pair of needle-nose pliers. and the next, i wanna stop time right in its' tracks and never let you leave my sight.

but, i know that none of those options are legal, and/or possible. (well, i could possibly rip off your nails. but who even thinks 'bout doin' such a thing?) and none of those options allow God to form you into the beautiful, brilliant, loving young lady that i know He is in the process of creatin'. i love who you have been, who you are today, and who i know you are on your way to bein'. and, as much as i don't want to look too far forward, and as much as i want to live in this moment. today. i still can't keep my mind from ponderin' ways that i could i can keep you here with me. so, until i figure out what i'm gonna do with you, you're grounded. and, the bad part for you is, i'm A.D.D., so who knows when i'll get around to ponderin' 'bout that again.  that is just so sad.  really.   so.  sad.   where's that smerk now, ms. priss?

okay, now you're just bein' mean.    

this is gonna be awesome.

"Okay guys!  I have gathered you on this here hill for a purpose.  And I'm 'bout ready to let you in on it.  This is gonna be stinkin' awesome!  Now,  as you all must know, this past week we had an enormous amount of sleet fall from the sky that resulted in a 3 inch layer of ice on just about every surface imaginable.  And, as you may also know, now we have a 6 inch layer of powdery snow on-top of that ice.  Which leads me to the followin' stellar idea; how about we try to keep ourselves vertical long enough to use our bodies to slide our way to the bottom?  Who should we send down first?"

"The 3-year-olds?  Sure.  That sounds great.  But, maybe we should put them on a sled.  You know, just to be safe.  Now hold on tight kiddos."

"Alright!  That was fun.  Now, Uncle Forrest, you try your belly."

"Woo-Hoo!  Well, after seein' you guys, I'm fellin' a tad bit daring.  So, I think I shall try snowboardin' with out the boardin'!  Okay.  Here I go.  You guys might wanna watch out.  There is no way of knowin' how fast my top speed will be.  Did I mention this is gonna be awesome?"

"Well, that's not how I saw that playin' out in my head.  Where'd the kids go?  I think i might need you to drive me to seek medical attention. "

Okay, All jokin' aside.  A fun time really was had by all.  Especially me.  (As I'm sure you can imagine.)  And the guys felt considerably better 'bout themselves when this dude cross-country-ed by us.   A considerable, considerable amount better.

Is that head to toe spandex?  Yikes.

ode to 4.

you do don't cha? it's okay. i do-cha,too. every now and then. sometimes. not a bunch of times. but some. not mucho lot-o. but some-o. huh?

happy birthday, laney baney! we love you like wes loves cake. ;)

true story*

so, true story*.

i was searchin' the web and came across this photo...




can you believe it?

apparently the mother of this dear, sweet, little girl had asked her sister (who happens to dabble in photography) if she would go outside, real quick, and snap a few of her daughter in a bathing suit in the snow to use for a birthday invitation. apparently she was havin' an indoor water-park party and thought this was a cute idea. and, apparently, the sister can't say no to her. and, apparently, she actually stood on the hood of her mini-van tryin' to get the poor girl to look up, and apparently her camera didn't have a shutter speed fast enough to capture her with her eyes open. can you blame her? good grief. these ladies should be whipped with a wooden spoon.

too bad they didn't put their actual names on the photo, phew dadgummit!


*not a true story.