Wow. I haven’t blogged in over a month. May has historically been such a busy month for me, and 2012 was no different.
Here’s a little bit of what has happened since the last blog – let’s play Garnett Catch-Up!!
Me and Willard went with Scott and Cindy Anderson to Nashville to see Van Halen in concert. Ummm….why didn’t someone tell me that David Lee Roth is gay??? I don’t care, but a little warning would have been nice.
Haley Rae ended her high school sports career. She had a great softball season. I think she probably could’ve played college softball somewhere, but she just wasn’t feeling it. She has played three sports for so long, and she’s just burned out. We’re so proud of her though. She made All-County and All-Area in volleyball, basketball, and softball. She also made First Team All-State in volleyball. That’s a big deal, folks.
Hunter, as many of you know, had a bicycle wreck when he was 8 years old and knocked out his front two permanent teeth. We were able to save one of them, but the roots never reattached, so we he would eventually need implants. Well, that time has come. He began the long process of extractions and bone grafting, and we should have implants in a little less than a year. That is, *if* they decide he has finished growing. Good grief… he’s 6’4”… surely!!!
We celebrated the second anniversary of Yuri and Gigi’s Adoption Day. We had to work hard to make these baby girls officially ours, so we intend to celebrate it every year.
HALEY RAE GRADUATED!!! She graduated on a Tuesday night and left a couple of days later for a cruise to the Bahamas. I haven’t had a chance to get all the details, but sounds like she had a great time.
|Partial family photo. The little ones were scattered about.|
Karlie is working hard on her tan…she spent last Saturday at the lake, Sunday at Point Mallard, Monday at the lake, Tuesday at Hartselle Pool, Wednesday at Point Mallard, and was back at Point Mallard on Thursday. I lost count after that. I’m fine with that because she’s always willing to watch the babies in the mornings or evenings if I need to run errands. She really does get a good tan. I start referring to her as one of the brown kids around the first of July each year.
|This was after her FIRST day in the sun. She doesn't burn and even with sunscreen, she just gets so brown.|
Baby A is INTO EVERYTHING. She’s 7 ½ months old now – crawling, pulling up, putting everything in her mouth. Yuri is my little mother hen who keeps an extra eye on her, and that is coming in very handy. Baby A doesn’t like to swing or jump or sit in her high chair. She wants to either be held or be in the floor to explore. She’s is extremely opinionated and not very flexible. That’s code for – she’s spoiled rotten. She’s very much a mama’s baby too. She’s more attached to me that any baby I’ve ever had… that includes all biological, all adopted and all foster. You’re gonna think I’m weird, especially since it’s not like she’s my first baby, but I can’t let her cry. I know that it’s not going to kill a baby to cry a little bit, especially if you know they’re just having a fit, but I can’t let her. The sound of her crying just cuts me in two. So, yes, it’s all my fault that she’s going to be a brat that nobody wants to babysit.
|This is NOT Baby A - I googled "cute baby girl" and found this one. I hate not being able to put her picture up. :(|
Yuri and Gigi finished up their school year and are home for the summer. It *seemed* like a great idea to keep them home with me all summer. I figured I would have Haley and Karlie here to help when I have to work, and it would just be a laid back summer. Not. Haley and Karlie are never here. Yuri and Gigi get bored and then they fight. They destroy every room in the house. As soon as I get one cleaned up, they start on another one. And when they decide to be my “helpers”, it doesn’t always work out. Like yesterday, when Gigi decided to mop my kitchen floor with BUBBLES. I could have devoted an entire blog to that story.
Hunter started a summer internship at Bunge and seems to really like it. I can’t believe he’s now a JUNIOR in college. I feel so old. We’ve got to go to Starkville and move him to his new house in July. I guess I was naïve to think that he would want to live in the same place for the last 3 years of school. The good news is that his new place is cheaper than the old place.
I better wrap it up. Karlie and whichever friends are piled up in her bed (I never know who will be here when I wake up) want me to drop them off at Point Mallard today. Shocker.
Sorry this blog was so long (and it really didn't have a point - ha!). I'm trying to get back in the groove.
Sneak peak for next blog - I'm starting a "Wall of Shame" for people who don't know how to park.