4th of July Weekend- Chapter 3

Subtitle: The day where we let Bobby entertain the neighborhood and let our kids play way past bedtime.

So we head down the street to our neighbor/friends house for fun, food, fellowship, and fireworks. As always we had a blast letting the kids run and romp and play, talking adult talk with friends, eating all kinds of good food (including some homemade ice cream Brent spent the better part of the morning working on), and releasing a few OOOOOHHHHS and AAAAHHHH's at the fireworks. Really, we do not have a need to go anywhere to see any kind of show for the 4th of July our neighborhood lights up like the 4th of July (HA). I tried to capture the kids, but they were playing so hard I missed them most of the time.

4th of July Weekend- Chapter 2

Subtitle: The day where Mommy screamed bloody FREEZING murder while she attempted to bathe.

... we discovered that our hot water heater that just went out and we replaced a new heating element on this day decided to just stop producing hot water. We were filthy, like dirt clods hanging from our hair filthy there was no way around a bath/shower for all of us. I tortured the kids, let Brent shower and then asked for some time alone. I really dislike cold water. Like, I do not get in the pool in the summer kind of dislike, and I had to take a full on get soaked kind of shower. I opted out and did it in stages. I won't go into details in case we are in mixed company (he he) but during the rinse portion I screamed... LOUD because I did not know how else I would get through it. Brent says there are cold showers in Nicaragua. I am thinking I might wait until they find water heaters down there before I visit.

Brent made a phone call to a plumber friend, and we flicked the frozen snot off of Eliza's face and headed down the street for fun.

4th of July Weekend- Chapter 1

Sub title: The day I got upset with Brent for not taking me to Franklin on the 4th... again.

I really do not know what my issue is. I guess it is like living in Nashville and never going to the Grand Ol' Opry. We live right here near one of the most historic small towns and neatest little towns in the country and we never participate in their activities. You see my husband has lived here all his life and either it is old to him, he is over it, or he is just not that interested. I on the other hand have been begging him to take me to one of it's many Main Street adventures for almost 10 YEARS now. And on this 4th, I came up short again. I know, I know... I should just go myself. To know me is to know it is not about that anymore. I want my hubby to take me and you will probably see me complain and fuss until he decides to JUST TAKE ME.

Instead, we worked in the yard digging up rocks that our landscaper should have moved out of here when he graded the yard and redug/weeded the bed that I dug a few months ago but we let go so long we had to basically start over. The big kids enjoyed watching us and then playing in the sprinkler. We then went inside to clean up for Booms Day (courtsey of Bobby) 2008. That is when we discovered...

Interperative Dance

Play Day at the Park

Today we had a play day at Fannie Mae Dee's Park. I had never even heard of it, but it is a really nice little park right beside Vanderbilt Children's Hospital. I met some of my college sorority pledge sisters there. Sometimes it blows my mind that I have know these girls for 15 years. I do not get the see them often at all (and a lot of us live right here) but when I do get to see them, I love that they are still the same people I knew back then and we can always take over just where we left off.

It was good to see you girls, if only it had been longer!

Wordless Wednesday

If she is HIS puppy...

... then why am I the one tripping over bags and running into the doorframe at 2:30AM????

This is how I found them last night when I came to bed.