Camp Pappy Annie

Livy Lou is at Camp Pappy Annie. They took her and Ireland back to the lake with them Sunday after church. She has been having the best time, but Drew and I are missing her so much! It's just not the same without her at home. We're going up on Thursday to spend the rest of the week with them, and I can't wait to give her a big ol' hug and smooch!

Here are some of the pictures we've gotten...

Selfies in the Rain

We spent Saturday at a... drumroll please... softball tournament! Shocker. We left really early that morning because we stopped in Bryant to pick up our new car. Friday night was basically like Christmas Eve for Drew and me. We were so excited to go see our new car!

We stopped for breakfast on the way. Can you tell she had powdered donuts?

After we got all the paper work signed for the car, we headed on down the road to Jacksonville to play a little softball. The weather felt awesome that morning. It was actually a little cool and cloudy with a gentle breeze.

And then it got H.O.T.

And then it P.O.U.R.E.D.

So we took selfies in the car. Totally Livy's idea.

The tournament ended up getting cancelled due to the bad weather, so we settled for a good supper at Logan's Steakhouse before heading home.

Night Owl

Friday night Charlotte was in rare form. She is usually out like a light around 8:30-9ish every night but on Friday, she was wide awake! She was so happy and smiley. We kept getting tickled at all her faces and expressions. I just love her.

The New Mommy Mobile

Check it out! This Mama finally has a mommy mobile! No more groceries rolling around spilling out in the bed of the truck. This is the first vehicle we've ever bought. Drew and I have both been driving the same vehicles we got as teenagers, until now. I am so thankful and grateful for a husband who works hard to provide for his family. We all LOVE the new ride. I'm pretty sure if Livy said it once, she said it a hundred times...

"This car is sooooooo COOL!"

The Bubble Story

Yesterday, Andee came over and spent the day with us while her mom and dad were at work. She's about 4 months older than Charlotte but they're about the same size. I would bet that Andee actually weighs less. She's such a tiny little thing, and Charlotte... well, she's just not so tiny. 

They were hilarious to watch together. Their facial expressions were so funny that I couldn't resist writing this little story... 

 

Livy Had A Little Lamb

Yesterday we spent the day in Hot Springs at a softball tournament. It was pretty hot all day, but the girls were so good! After Drew's 4 o'clock game, I loaded the girls in the truck and we headed out to do a little shopping. I needed to get a few things, but mostly we were just trying to stay in some air conditioning.

We parked at Hobby Lobby, and as I was getting Livy out she insisted on bringing a little toy sheep with her. It came with a tiny Lalaloopsy doll set, and I mean, it is tiny. It's about the size of a dime.

"That's fine, you can bring it but you have to keep up with it. If you lose it, we won't get it back."
"Ok, I'll take good care of it!"

She did a pretty good job and only dropped it out of the buggy once. We were done shopping when she said,
"Mom, I really need to go poop right now!"

So we turned around and headed towards the bathroom. Sure enough, she did need to poop. When she was done she asked if I would help her pull her shorts up, so as I reached down for her shorts, my hand accidentally hit hers sending the sheep plunging right down into the toilet.

The toilet that hadn't been flushed yet.

The toilet that still had poop in it.

A very public toilet, I might add.

Yep.

So. There we were. I'm pretty sure time stood still for several minutes. Or maybe it was just a couple of seconds, I'm not entirely sure. But the way I saw it, I had 2 options:

1. Just flush it. Like I said, it was tiny so it would go down no problem. After all, we were in a nasty public restroom.
or
2. Get it out. I knew there would be lots of tears involved if I didn't get it for her, and after I made such a big deal about keeping up with it, technically it was my fault. If I hadn't knocked her hand we wouldn't be in such a predicament.

So I did what any good mother would do. I went in. I stuck my hand into a public poopy potty for a dumb little plastic sheep. Livy shouted cheers of joy as I scrubbed my hands with as much soap as I could get my hands on.

We paid for our stuff and got out of there as quickly as possible. As we were driving back to the fields, I asked,

"Liv, you still have your sheep?"
"Umm..."
"What do you mean? Where's your sheep?"
"I think I left it in Hobby Lobby. I'm sorry."

So there ya have it. My sacrifice was all in vain, and I'm still not over it.

Saturdays

Last Saturday while we were at the softball tournament, I had taken the girls out to the truck so I could feed Charlotte. Livy was having a blast pretending to drive the truck and asking me a million questions. This one was my favorite...

"Mom, what day is it today?"

"It's Saturday."

"Oh great. I just LOVE Saturdays."

"Me too, baby. Why do you like Saturdays?"

"I just love the sound of Satur."

That's a new one. I assumed she was going to say something along the lines of getting to spend time with her daddy. 

Nope. I shouldn't assume. 

She just loves the sound of Satur.