Tonight.
8:00 pm ET.
Braves vs. Phillies.
Opening Night.
Gotta love it.
LET'S GO, BRAVES!
Tonight.
8:00 pm ET.
Braves vs. Phillies.
Opening Night.
Gotta love it.
LET'S GO, BRAVES!
"You must not be from around here."
Middle Chicklet has issues. Seriously.

Here are some...
Captain for 2nd year on the Varsity Cheerleading Squad and winner of Coaches Award
Vice-President of Student Council
2nd Place in DECA Regional Competition
5th Place in DECA State Competition
Invitation ($950 invitation mind you!!!) to DECA Nationals in Anaheim - to which she decided to miss prom in order to go. Her words "It's a once in a lifetime opportunity."
Have I mentioned she's smart, beautiful and WISE?
Afterwards, posing with one of her best friends...

Posing with the principal. Yes, gay, I know, but still...
And posing with Baby Chicklet. They are both CRAZY about each other. Seriously.

And no event would be the same without some silliness from Baby Chicklet!

Brittney Baby, we couldn't be more proud of you!!

We've spent the past two days outside Birmingham, Alabama for a viewing and funeral.
Pumpkin's stepdad's mother, Kathleen, passed away Saturday. She was 91.
Isn't it bizarre how you look at your loved one lying in the casket and say they are beautiful? Well, she was. She wore a lovely pink suit with a pink corsage. Her casket was covered with a pink and white floral blanket. For the first time in two years, she didn't look frail or weak.
She looked beautiful.
Baby Chicklet is 4. This is only the 2nd time she's been to a funeral home. The first, which she doesn't even remember, and sadly never will, was for my dad's memorial service 2 years ago. But he was cremated, so no body.
Kathleen was buried which entailed a viewing and funeral.
We've never had to discuss death with her and what it REALLY means.
It's hard enough to explain to an older child, much less a 4 year old.
Needless to say, there were LOTS of questions.
On the way to the viewing yesterday...
BC - "Where are we going?"
Us - "The funeral home in Oneonta to see Kathleen."
BC - "Is that where the blue ice cream is?"
Us - "No, that's the Chinese restaurant. This is where Kathleen will be for us to say goodbye to her."
BC - "Why are we saying goodbye? Is she going somewhere?"
Us - "She's already gone, KK. She's in Heaven with Jesus."
BC - "Well how can we look at her if she's in Heaven?"
Us - "Her body is still here but her heart and spirit are gone. They are in Heaven with Jesus."
BC - "Will she come back next year?"
Us - "No, honey. She won't ever come back."
BC - "Oh."
Later at the viewing...
BC - "Can she wave to me?"
Us - "No, baby. She can't wave."
BC - "Where are her legs?"
Us - "They are under the flowers that are lying on top of the casket."
BC - "Oh."
Today, before the funeral and the closing of the casket...
BC - "I wanna go see Kathleen again."
Us - "OK."
BC - "Mommy, she's pinkalicious."
Mommy - "Yes, sweet girl, she IS pinkalicious."

We all know what a nightmare of a week this has been for MckMama, her precious Stellan, and the entire MckFamily
People around the WORLD - Senegal, Paris - have been praying for Stellan.
Facebook groups have been started. Prayer blogs have been created.
Welcome to "Not me!" Monday - Stellan Style!
This blog carnival was created by MckMama and is normally on her blog.
However, in honor of sweet Stellan, Natalie is hosting this week's
"Not me!" Monday ~ STELLAN STYLE!
Let's DO IT!
I have NOT been on my knees this week for Stellan more than I honestly can say I've EVER been.
I have NOT sent emails to all of my friends practically begging them to get on THEIR knees and pray for this precious baby.
I have not update my Facebook status asking MORE friends to pray for Stellan.
I have NOT added the Praying for Stellan button to my blog.
I have NOT stalked MckMama's Twitter to keep updated so my prayers can be more focused.
I have NOT personally Tweeted about praying for the sweet boy!
I have NOT posted on my blog begging for prayers for Stellan.
I have NOT looked through Stellan's name gallery with tears in my eyes, thinking of all the people who LOVE this child they have never met.
My heart has NOT physically ached with the pain and helplessness that I can only imagine this family is enduring.
I will NOT continue to do these things.
I am NOT begging YOU to do the same.

Holy Macaroni!!! If you haven't had boursin cheese...
It's like manna from Heaven. OK, not REALLY, but pretty darn close.
It's in the specialty cheese section, and it's....manna.
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"Sweet and Sassy - Here She Comes!"
Calling all teenage workers at Sweet and Sassy...
Bone up on your groove. Baby Chicklet is in the house.
And she WILL shake her groove thing!

I'm going to blame it on the evil BOY influence of middle chicklet.
She loves to poot. Really. Loves. To. Poot. She thinks it's hysterical.
She goes out of her way t0 poot ON her Daddy. Seriously.
But, according to her, it NEVER smells bad.
The other day, she wiped a nasty trail of SNOT on my car window. No lie.
This morning, she hocked a loogie into a piece of paper and proceeded to ask me to LOOK AT IT!
HELLO?!? I'm SO not looking at the loogie. I drew the line when...

I took a picture of the SNOT TRAIL!
Lines MUST be drawn somewhere.







