Sugar Junkie

Monday, April 29, 2019

...she cannot hold her sugar at all. Just gets all over top of her and she is a whirl of energy until it burns off. We try not to indulge very often but we know what we're in for when we do!


Friday, April 26, 2019

"Roll the window down so everyone can see how fabulous I am." -Kindred

Amen, sister.

Easter, Then & Now

Sunday, April 21, 2019

Where does the time go?????

The Spooky Loving Apple

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

...did not fall far from the Spooky Loving Tree. At the zoo yesterday she said, "Let's go walk up to this haunted house and scare ourselves."

In this lighting, it totally looks like a house I would have...and would I give out organic apples the children would assume were poisoned for Halloween? Yes, yes, I would.

The Nashville Zoo

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Zoos...ya know...I don't really like 'em. I don't hold them in the same poor regard as I do the circus, but not by much. What I do like is seeing Naiya smile and she smiled her cute little face off when we went to the zoo.

I did find this animal to be an accurate representation of my spirit. Laying there in the cool grass, partially shaded, ignoring all the humans as they parade on by.

Kindred said her dad is probably taller than the giraffe. This one just kind of stared us down.

We like to actively participate in the exhibits as much as possible. The new tiger enclosure seems a little risky but I went with it. JUST KIDDING. It was the meerkats and I am positive I could take at least five of them out while Kindred runs to safety.

You know we love a good carousel.

Kindred was in charge of the map, which might explain why we kept missing exhibits and having to walk back. But, just a little advice...if you miss the train and you have to walk even 15 steps back toward it...just skip it. It is the most ridiculous thing in the world to charge money for.

Look at that smile!! I am in crazy love with this girl.

Happy Anniverary, babe!

Saturday, April 13, 2019

You are the rock on riverbed. I love you.

BBQ at Papa Billy's

Wednesday, April 03, 2019

BBQ at my dad's means the radio is turned on to classic 70s rock, the burgers may be a little burnt, and the stories are going to be good. There is a false bookshelf in my dad's house that opens into a walk-in closet sized room. He has convinced the girls that it is a dungeon and staying in his good graces is the only way for anyone to avoid being tossed in it. I tell him they aren't old enough to understand his humor, but they love him anyway. I think children instinctively know who the good adults are and that they are safe with them.

I love this picture of Kindred. My little faerie bringing an offering of pink flowers.