Drama Queen

My four-year-old and I just had our usual morning argument over what to wear. I said, "Goodness, you're such a drama queen." Her response was shouted at the top of her lungs, hands on hips, "I am NOT a drama queen! Do you see a crown on top of my head?!?!?"

I couldn't help but crack a smile. She never ceases to say something funny in her rage.

Go get The Help by Kathryn Stockett!

So I mentioned earlier that I was in the middle of The Help. I finished it on the ride down to the beach last week. Yes, it's that good that I read it in the care, despite nausea.

It is incredible and really cool to read if you're familiar with Jackson (and if you're not too). I miss the characters now that I've finished the book. I can't wait to see what Kathryn Stockett writes next.

Back in the swing of things... sort of.

So the saying goes that you often need a vacation to recover from vacation. I second that.

We arrived back home Saturday night around 9 p.m. and woke up to go to church on Sunday, which was of course Father's Day. So we had to do what we do best - marathon family days - as not to make anyone feel left out. We had lunch with my parents and went to Crystal Springs for dinner - two happy dads (or moms more like it).


Monday was actually a semi-chilled out day, thank goodness. We went to the gym, the grocery store, picked up my two little cousins (ok, they aren't so little any more, being 14 and 18, geez, I'm getting OLD!) and went to the pool. It was very nice.


Yesterday was my turn to host bunco at my house, so an afternoon of cooking ensued. I can't get in the kitchen without hearing this chair slide up to the counter. My little helper just can't let me cook alone. Gosh, I love this kid. She's such a sweetie and wants SO BAD to be grown up. She copies everything I do, which of course, makes me so happy. I'm glad she thinks mom's cool. That will change soon enough, I'm sure.





Baby sister thoroughly enjoyed the fruits of our labor - cookies!

Happy hump day everybody!

Whew!

It's back to the real world. We got home last night from our week in lovely Seaside, FL. I've decided that I want to move there. Besides laying around on the beach and eating good food, I rode around on one of these all week-

The water, weather, and scenery were amazing and I'm a little sad to be home. Although I love my bed here, I really do.

Here are a few pics -

The Help

A few months back, I bought a copy of Kathryn Stockett's book, The Help. It sat on our bookshelf since then. I threw it in my beach bag before we left for Perdido and dove into it when we got there. Whoa. It's amazing. I could not put it down.

Stockett is a native of Jackson and the book is set in Jackson in the 1960s, during the Civil Rights movement. It's told from the view point of the black maids that raised the rich white people's babies, cleaned their houses, and cooked their dinners. It's funny, revealing, and probably pretty accurate. It is really making me realize how far we have truly come as a nation, especially here in little ol' Jackson, Mississippi. I don't think people realize it, but it only 40 some odd years we have come so far.

I'm right smack dab in the middle of the book now. My husband told me he's glad to see me reading. Kind of made me feel stupid. He said he hasn't seen me that involved in a book in a while. My response was, "Yeah, I had babies." Geez, when they aren't pulling on me, I pass smooth out. Like I have time to read. That's how you know this book is good. I don't fall asleep immediately.

Off to bed. I'll sneak in a few chapters before I doze.

I have to brag...

...on my husband. The Mississippi Business Journal featured him this week as a young business professional that they are "keeping their eye on." Since I've known him he has really worked his tail off and I'm glad to see that he's getting recognized for it. He is such an incredible man and he deserves it! Read the story here.

Tan and tired...

...that's what we are. We had a blast in Perdido. It was a great time with even greater friends. I took basically next to no pictures, so I don't have much to show for it. The girls adored the beach (and the pool) and managed to reach the point of sheer exhaustion each and every day we were there (score!).

The drive down was not so fun. We left around 10 a.m. and the excitement coming from our back seat was overwhelming (and loud), so we decided to leave around 7:30 p.m. coming home so the girls would sleep. And sleep they did. We finally fell into our beds around 2 a.m. this morning and I'm paying for it. 2 a.m. seems so much later than it used to. I can't handle it.

We leave on beach vacay numero dos on Saturday. We'll be spending the week in Seaside with the Coleys and the Maleniuses and their kiddos. It should be a ball. I miss the beach already!

Beach Bound!

I can't wait till tomorrow. We're headed out on beach vacation numero uno for the summer. We're going to Perdido Key with our friends the Registers and their two adorable kids. My water babies. I can't wait to sit around (yeah right, with a two year old and a four year old, but a girl can dream) and do nothing. Hopefully my water babies will wear themselves slap out and sleep well.

We'll be back on Tuesday, so bon voyage!

Summer, Summer time

So we've been swimming... A LOT. My kids are like fish. My oldest is perfectly satisfied at the pool to just splash around and practice her new skill of swimming. My youngest is a daredevil in the water, plunging under the water only to come up coughing and giggling. It's been fun, to say the least.

But, this is what happens when we spend nap time at the pool -

I was changing her diaper and clothes when we got home and she smooth passed out in the process... I love a worn out baby!