One Bronze Mailbox

(example of what g-daddy is normally doing when I come running for him)

Now before we get to G-daddy, take a note of the new "header" picture I just added above of my two babies. Both a little older now, one extremely furry, and the other with a TON of energy. Now you can figure out which characteristics apply to whom (one is three in human years and one is 14 in dog years - in human years she is 98). Jack and I have had a great week this week. We started off the week trying to recovery from the wedding but by Tuesday we hit the ground running and have done all kinds of industrious stuff:

1. Jackson learned the wonders of spray paint (o.k. you can stop chuckling to yourself). Now let me preface this by saying that once Jack got to the age of being able to help, I decided to let him help me and maybe he'd learn to like to do stuff around the house ( you know, like mow, paint, dig dirt out of your tennis shoes, laundry, you know fun stuff). I've been told that this will all stop around age 13 but I'm hoping that maybe sometime between age 20 and 30 he will pick back up with all the fun stuff he learned to do while hanging out with me. Because, well let's just not beat around the bush here, - I'M FUN! (I know this because my mama told me so!) Now, granted we are working but policy #1 is you can get as dirty and sweaty as you like. And one thing i've learned is that boys like DIRT, A LOT! Boys, on the other hand, maybe don't like spray paint as well as dirt - especially on their hands. We decided to paint our mailbox and I of course let Jackson help. He proceeded to get it all over his hands (and our mail) and let me just tell you we had to march up the hill immediately to Great-Granddaddy's house (while crying hysterically - jackson not me) to get cleaned up with some good Go-Jo and paint thinner. Because, let's face it - Mom can't handle as much as she thought and even mama's need their granddaddy's sometime. I can't tell you how many times something has broken or a dog has gotten hurt and I immediately go running to find granddaddy. That's just standard procedure around here. Found a snake that needs to be killed - go get granddaddy. Got a dog stuck in a pipe under the road - go get granddaddy. Need a tool that even Lowes doesn't have - go get granddaddy. Have homemade chocolate cookies that need to be eaten - go get granddaddy. You get the point. By the way, our mailbox looks great despite the 3 year old handprint on the front of the box.



2. Jackson had his first spend the night party last night with Alex. They slept in Jackson's tent in his room and Luke read ghost stories while they illuminated everything in the room with flashlights. They had a great time. We headed to chick-fil-a for breakfast and they played while I did paperwork. We then proceeded to Best Buy (I now have one a mile from my house - AWESOME!) and picked up a massive external hard drive for all my pictures. This thing is INCREDIBLE. I highly recommend them. Of course, Darby O'Gill and the little People was on sale so we had to pick that up too. This ranks right up there with Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Now, my sister is probably the only other person alive who is excited about this but we are definitely taking this to the beach with us week after next. Luke will be THRILLED! We are of course including Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility which we will make our father watch at least twice until he starts to quote them. It's just not a vacation if you haven't driven someone crazy. Might even make him listen to Sabrina in the Suburban on the way up to get things started off right.



Hope everyone has a great weekend. Ress and I are digging up Ivy and Crape Myrtles tommorrow morning from his yard. Better get Luke and Jack in our front yard digging holes pronto.