Wednesday, September 29, 2010

a lovely lovey GIVEAWAY

Lael is in love with her Lovey. Any time I type that word my spellcheck tries to tell me that it's not a word. But it's a word. In our house, at least. At times we have called it a "Snuggly", but Trey gets confused and refers to it as a "Snuggie". That's when I have to remind him that our daughter does not love wearable adult blankets. So, I think "Lovey" is the preferred term.

A bit about the Lovey. When Lael was born I received a couple of these Angel Dear lovey blankets. I adored them and thought they were so sweet, but thought, "Is this really that useful?". As she got older and became actually aware of objects in her presence, we started to give her the lovey in her car seat and in the crib. When she was fussy I could simply give her the pacifier, rub the lovey on her face, and put her in a blissful trance! I wrote a little about this here. I could never have imagined that these little blankets would bring her so much comfort.

This is her puppy lovey. She has a pig, a hippo and she used to have the frog but we lost it. Sad.


As soon as we give her the lovey she tries to kiss it. It's the first thing she reaches for when she hits those crib sheets.
And for the record, contrary to the appearance of this picture, she is not currently a thumb sucker. Fingers crossed.



I am an avid fan of security blankets...or in my case, a security animal...



my Kitty.
A face only a mother little girl could love.

Go ahead, laugh it up. I'll give you a minute.

Ya done yet?


If you are related to me, went to grade school, high school, or college with me, were on the cheerleading squad with me, or have ever slept in the same bed with me, you know this cat.

The funny thing about it is that I'm not a cat person at all.
But, I loved this Kitty. I would tickle my face with his tail(yes, he's a boy???), and it would soothe me to sleep. People never understood why I liked to sleep with him because he isn't very cuddly or soft, but I didn't care.
My sister hates this cat. I used to slap her with his tail... and it hurts.

Kitty now sleeps on a shelf in our closet. Sometimes I go and pick him up for a quick second just for old time's sake. Takes me back. But, I mean, I don't like, miss him or anything like that...ahem. I'm 27 years old. So I wouldn't ever say that sometimes I wish I could sleep with him...just for a night...ahem. Nope. I'm way too mature to ever think about that. Anyway...

So, all of that to say, I'm all about security objects. At the right time and place, of course.

Lael is like, so STOKED to tell that we're going to give away a brand new Angel Dear Lovey!!


Enter to win your very own sweet lamb lovey! Or give it as a gift! They are cashmere-soft and oh so cuddly. Makes ME want to sleep with one. :)


I love lambs. They make me think of Jesus. Jesus- the Lamb of God. The perfect and ultimate sacrifice for our sins.


You have until tomorrow (Thursday) at midnight (eastern time) to leave a comment. Lael will randomly choose a number and we'll announce the winner on Friday!

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Tuesday, September 28, 2010

a good man

Benson is a good man. Posing for pictures may not be his forte, but he does it with a smile {pun intended}.
A superb quality in a guy.


He willingly gives out kisses even when they are unsolicited.


His persistence is commendable.


And he's clearly willing to wear the pants in the relationship.


Always behind the scenes taking care of business while his woman goofs off.


And he loves his girl even when she's unloveable.


That's a good man.
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

clean as a whistle

I love my squeaky clean baby...


the fun in seeing the surprise on her face as I douse her pretty little head with water...


the delight and wonder of water splashed about the tub...


the silky softness of baby skin matched with wrinkled fingers and toes from staying in the bath just a tad too long...

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and the smell of freshly shampooed baby locks that leave a heavenly scent lingering in my nose...


scrub-a-dub-dubbing all of those nooks and crannies...


and then rinsing away the day...


ridding her of the dirt and exposing that beautiful baby glow once again...


and in the end, after drying off and lotioning up, kissing her little neck so much that my husband can smell the sweet remnants of our bathed babe on my lips for the rest of the evening.

Yes. She's as clean as a whistle and I love the journey.
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Monday, September 20, 2010

Bluegrass and Barbeque

Last Sunday we had a night of "Bluegrass and Barbeque" at our church to kick off the fall season and to celebrate the purchase of our church building. We are members of Downtown Presbyterian Church in downtown (surprise, surprise!) Greenville. We're so blessed to be a part of this body of believers.

Our church family is bursting at the seams with babies and children, which is an added blessing. There were FOUR other babies born in the same week as Lael was, and considering our church is relatively small, that's pretty incredible.

Enjoy some snapshots of our night of bluegrass and barbeque. :)

Picnik collage

Picnik collage


Lael and Julianne-- 3 days apart in age.
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Friday, September 17, 2010

Ten Months

Our girl is ten months old today!


She's pretty proud of herself.

We're pretty proud of her, too. All of a sudden she has started doing lots of new tricks. She is clapping, waving bye-bye, moves to music, and has most recently begun to put her hand up to her head and say, "Woe?", as if answering the phone. :)
The child hasn't even said ma-ma yet and she already knows how to answer the phone?


She is rapidly changing before our eyes, and her little personality continues to shine through. To say that we love this girl increasingly more every day is an understatement.

13People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. 14When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 15I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it." 16And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.
Mark 10:13-16
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

three more teeth

hip, hip, HOORAY!

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

i ❤ wooden high chairs

There is just something about them. It might be because I grew up eating in one. I love the antique feel of them. Classic, traditional, durable, and dependable. If I must have baby items scattered amongst my house I prefer for them to blend in and mesh with my home decor. To me it's more than just a high chair. It's a piece of furniture. One that can be passed down.

Here I am in my old wooden high chair that Lael now uses when she goes to my parents' house.

Kelli as a toddler-112

I never registered for a high chair from Babies R Us because I knew that I wanted to purchase a bare wood one that I could stain to match our espresso colored dining room table. After much blood, sweat and tears, I finished it and Lael is enjoying the fruit of my labor.


Recap of staining process:

Did I go to Sherwin Williams and get them to match the stain?

Did my sweet husband, who has never stained anything in his life, try to do it and actually just paint on the stain without wiping it down as he went?
(I love you, honey. That darn Mr. Williams didn't inform you correctly!)

While out in the August heat, did I have to sand off all of the excess stain that my husband left just sitting on the surface of the chair?

Did I then have to stain back over it the right way and do 3 different coats?

Did I then have to add a reddish stain over it to get the right color because the chair had more of a purple tint?

Did I then have to do 2 coats of polyurethane?

K. Just wanted to be clear on all of that.

You can see why I might be a little partial to this high chair.



As a side note, Lael's newest fave thing to do is not swallow her food. Thus, the chipmunk face in the picture above. She just stores it in her little cheeks.
Meal times take FOR.EVER.

Can I just tell you how happy it makes me to have a furry friend that is poised and ready for any kind of crumb that might just happen to fall? I knew I loved that dog.
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Friday, September 10, 2010

sleepin' and swimmin'

Two of our three days on Sea Island were spent at the club pool just chillaxin'.


We have a little fish on our hands. She is nuts about the pool, and I'm glad about that because I'm a fan of pools. You can read about that here. :)


More sleep was in order.




Oh, summer. Where did you go?
I blinked and you're gone.
White shorts, seersucker, and Lilly Pulitzer, I will put you away, not to be taken out again until next Easter.


After a summer full of swimming, Lael has become an 'ole pro in the pool. I always make it a point to dunk her under the water a few times to get her used to submersing her head. I count to three and then blow in her face which causes her to suck in and hold her breath. She pops right up out of the water without having breathed in a bit of water. {Insert proud mother}

Lately when we get in the pool with her she instantly starts flapping her arms and kicking her feet off of us as if she's trying to get away or somehow crawl on the water. ??? All of this while excitedly panting like a dog. So, since she seemed so eager to well, swim, I told Trey to just let go of her and see what she would do. *GASP*
Much to our delight she actually held her breath, kicked and flapped her arms and kept herself from sinking down. {Insert extremely proud mother}

Enjoy this little clip of our little 9 and a half month old swimming prodigy.

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Thursday, September 9, 2010

life's a beach

We couldn't let the summer go by without Trey seeing his girl in the sand and surf.


Our sweet friend, Meredith, was so kind to host us and our fellow Greenville-ian friends in her home on St. Simon's Island, Georgia for the weekend. All of them were last seen in the most recent edition of the Digital camera dump.


Abbey, Meredith, Trey and I all went to college together, and we are so thankful for these lasting friendships.


Abbey and Dan

We got to veg out on Sea Island for three glorious days. We seriously couldn't have had more fun. Good friends, good food, great memories made.

Lael had her fill of Daddy time.
I adore my husband. That's pretty much an understatement.
When he's with Lael and me he really takes responsibility for her and gives me a break. One of the many reasons why I love him.

While on the beach he said, "Babe, don't worry. I'll take care of her. You just lie back and enjoy the sun."

Um, okay. THANKS!!

He genuinely enjoys being with her, and she can't get enough of him. You don't have to ask me twice to hand her off to her Daddy.

The only drawback of this is that by the end of the day filled with infinite Daddy time, I become chopped liver. I got these pictures though, so in the end, I win. :)




A couple of months ago Trey taught Lael how to kiss.
"Kiss kiss" = mouth wide open, tongue halfway sticking out.
We probably ask her for a "kiss kiss" about 50 times a day.






life's a beach pool.
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

What are little girls made of?



and spice


and all that's nice.





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That's what little girls are made of.
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