Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Time to celebrate

This time of year runs a close second to Christmas, which means it's crazy town. I won't go into all the details because I save that boring stuff for my people, but it's just busy.  

Which may explain the busyness of this post. 

Hope, as I believe most every other girl in the world, is obsessed with Frozen. Due to the mass appeal of all that is Frozen there is very little stuff on the shelves these days. And that's a super bummer when you are turning 7. 

Thankfully I have smart Internet friends that remind me we know people. 


Katherine reminded me that Robin has a business that makes all sorts of things, so I ordered Hope a shirt from Blueberry Hill Handmade. And I can say it's love. Like she'll probably will wear this in her wedding one day. 

Birthday weeks seem to turn into birthday months around here, with all sorts of attention. Like Meemaw, Grandpa and cat.

Trust me, she doesn't mind the attention.

Or the gifts.

Meet Rosetta the giant doll. Rosetta has been known to send grown adults into a heart failure when shadows of giant doll are seen in bedrooms at night. Or so I've heard. Thanks Meemaw and Granpa!

But in the midst of birthday time, we also have Easter time.

We headed to the land of milk and honey

And we crammed in a ton of fun in just 2.5 days. 

Tracey invited us to an egg hunt at her mom's church and the kids had a great time!

And no sooner than we finished that egg hunt, we turned around and had one at my mom's house. And now we have more candy that should be legal.

Insert church with the parents.

And Easter morning with sleepy faces that want candy.

Fair trade and negotiation time.

Of course it's not about the candy

Or the egg hunts. (My Grandad made this cross many years ago)

It's about love.

And this was the day that Hope had been waiting on for weeks...

Time to celebrate.

And waiting for a party to start like mid-afternoon when you are seven?  BRU-TAL.

We killed time the best we could

And some photo sessions may have broken out

 How cute are they?

And we didn't plan the matchy-match outfits, but here we were a virtual prom couple with our lavender.

But you guys, cute has met it's match...

I die.

And I may have gone crazy taking pictures.

But this face.


And while Hope was all about Camden...


And we don't just celebrate Hope, we have some other special birthdays this month.

Can I say how fortunate we are to have such giving family?

 SO fortunate, and I am so thankful.

So thankful for her candle that reads 7.

And his.

And hers.

Sometimes I worry that I don't give the kids big enough parties, but hopefully they treasure the memories of these times.

I know I will always treasure it.


And now I have a seven and nine year old.

Good gracious.

So until the next time they blow out their candles

 We will, let it go...

Wednesday, April 16, 2014


Hope Elizabeth,

Today you are officially SEVEN! Heaven knows we start counting down to your birthday generally around February, so by the time we get here it sure feels HUGE! 

And considering I still see you like THIS, seven is huge.

Your sixth year of life has brought many changes.

Probably the most obvious is all the teeth you've lost.

And I have just loved seeing that toothless smile.

You have almost completed the first grade, and it's been a very awesome year.

You are a free spirit and march to the beat of your own drum, but you always harness all that and buckle down when it comes to school. You've only been in trouble once this school year and that was for passing a note.  Considering how many notes I used to pass when I was in school, I couldn't be too upset about that. 

Your love of reading has continued to grow and you are in the top reading group in your class. You've also stuck with the jump rope thing the entire year and you are really good! 

You have become obsessed with sharks this year, and have told me you might want to study them when you grow up. You are also still considering being a teacher and a mommy. 

When you tell me all these ideas I just want to encourage you to soar.

You are my baby girl, but yet I never want to stop you in life.

This last year we've started talking more about your personal relationship with Jesus and God, and you've let me know that you believe.

I know that your faith is still young, but I pray that it becomes deeper as every year passes.

Your daddy and I love every part of you. The sassy, the messy, the emotional, the funny, the naughty, the sweet, the entire you.

We thank God for the gift of a daughter named Hope Elizabeth. Happy Birthday, sweet girl!