Monday, February 21, 2011

A Post about Samuel...

This is my youngest brother, Samuel.


No, I didn't say Sam, I said Samuel. Oh and Godzilla the Hen.

Words cannot express how much I love this kid. He is definitely my favorite brother of the five I have (two brothers, three step brothers).

He has a couple gifts that have already made themselves known, one is his way with Animals. He has a bunny, two Billy goats, a Nigerian Dwarf goat, 4 roosters (of 3 different breeds), and he's taking care of our hens. His largest rooster, Rojo is mean to everyone...but let's Samuel carry him around like a baby! no exaggeration! And Godzilla was our meanest hen. She's plucked lots of hairs out of Todd's legs in the past year! But she gives Samuel kisses! A gift! The kid has a gift! You should see him put his goats in their place. Quite a site to see.

His other gift - he has an ear for music. He is teaching himself songs on the guitar and banjo. I'm a little envious of this gift, it's amazing to me.

Samuel, is a character. He likes to talk in funny voices and pretend to be different characters. He sings parts of praise and worship songs until Carly is singing too. He is very smart, and likes to figure things out on his own. He wears overalls 96% of the time and says "Shorts are for sissies." u

He is just a fantastic boy, and I love him. So I thought I would say so. Here's to you, Samuel!

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Location:11th St NW,Hickory,United States

Sunday, February 20, 2011

I'll Never Forget...

Today was the 53rd running of the Daytona 500. Those of you who know me well, know that I am very much a race fan. Before you roll your eyes and call me a redneck, let me say, it's in my blood. My Daddy loves racing. My brother Chess was a go-kart racing champion.
I was very attentive to this year's Daytona Speed Weeks, it's the 10th anniversary of Dale Earnhardt, Sr's death. I remember listening to the race on the radio that day because I was out shopping with my Mom. They said Sr wrecked, acted like it was no big deal and continued the final race coverage...until someone said they had taken him to the hospital. I remember hearing Mike Helton on the radio that night as I was dropping my Jeep off in the Off-Campus parking lot at ASU, saying he had died. My friend Melissa and I were in shock.

To this day, I still read any story written about him, watch any movie or tv show focused on him; it's not an obsession, I promise. He was legendary. I wonder, where he was laid to rest. I wonder, how it must feel for his sons, daughter, and wife to return to that track twice a year. I teared up when they showed all the fans today on the 3rd lap, standing silent and holding a number 3 in the air. What a legacy he left behind.

This post is really for me. I just wanted to pay tribute to the man I grew up watching on tv every weekend with my Daddy.


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Location:21st St NW,Hickory,United States

Friday, February 18, 2011

The Great Hair Debate!

Mothers of daughters, is there a hair debate in your home? Does Daddy want to dictate the length and style of daughter's hair? This is true in our home. Which would be reasonable except CB HATES to have her hair washed, dried, brushed, curled, styled...heck, she doesn't even want you to look at it!

Nevertheless, I have bit my tongue and let Daddy-Dearest have his way. (The things we do for love!) Partly because I'm responsible for her hair - it's straight - super straight - and that's just like me. But the bigger reason is I asked for it. While I was pregnant, I prayed every day - atleast 3 times - that my baby would be born with hair. No offense if your babies were bald, but it was super important to me. Call me shallow, I can take it.

In honor of my answered prayer, I give you a photographical essay of Carly Beth's Hair Journey...

    Born with a bit of a faux hawk...definitely my girl :)

    She was three weeks old here. She has her Daddy's hairline.

  Sporting a Mohawk, courtesy of Uncle Samuel.

         Right out of the bath...

    Same here...she's got a little bit of a mullet!

     Convinced Daddy to let me get rid of the mullet...

   The picture from her 1st Birthday Invitations...

       We do this "bangs pulled back" look a lot...

                                                                       Ponytail!!


  2nd Birthday...


"Go Kyle Busch!"
  At Geppeto's Pizza
And this is her today. She insisted on looking like Pebbles Flintstone, in public.

Hope you enjoyed...this photo journey made me a little sad. Where did my baby go?!?


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Monday, February 14, 2011

My Valentine's Day...and My Valentine

Hi, My name is Mandy and I'm a "Reformed Valentine's Day Hater". Turns out, once you have a good Valentine, you have every reason to enjoy Valentine's Day. And, as it turns out, I can see right through your "I don't like Valentine's Day b/c you should love me every day" line as well. Moving on.

We, really I, have been working hard to get my kitchen remodel done. And...I didn't complete my task until this evening.


So, we had breakfast for dinner, which my Hubby loves breakfast. I baked a Chocolate Chip Red Velvet Cake, which he, and CB, had seconds.

I love my husband. He is so wonderful to me, and he is a great Daddy to Carly Beth. I'm so grateful for him and proud of
him. He is an amazing man.


P.S. Thank you for my Valentine's treat!


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Location:6th St NW,Hickory,United States

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Family Date

Tuesday we went out to dinner at one of my favorite local spots: Geppeto's Pizza. It was kids night, and Carly was so excited for pizza!


The highlight of her night was the Buzz Lightyear the balloon man made for her. Unfortunately I didn't get a good picture of him to share.



The highlight for me was the cherry dessert pizza! It is my favorite!




I'm thinking we may make a tradition of this...

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Location:Hickory, NC