Now as for the hubby, his childhood was wonderful as well. The hubby has an older sister named Jaymee. She and the hubby have a very special and unique relationship. They are as close as any brother and sister I have ever seen or known of. I love to hear some of their stories about the Magic Ballroom, and kicking soccer balls through windows. They grew up in a variety of places; North Carolina; Virginia; Tennessee; and have now given their hearts to sweet home Alabama. Jaymee and her family live only about 5 miles away and it's wonderful.
So how about some pictures you say? Alright then, just calm down! Now take a look:
Here I am at the beach. I guess I am about 2 or 3? Even then I did not like going into the ocean. Salt-water is just nasty and you don't know what might be swimming around you, ya know?
This is the hubby as a baby. How old is he? His mother will have to tell me. I would guess 1 or 2. What cute hair!
This next picture is of me and my brother. I don't exactly know what's going on here, but David is sure happy about something. The back of this picture says June '78. So I was about 5 months old. Hmph. Well, I'm sure alert and sitting up well for 5 months.
This is an adorable picture of Jaymee and the hubby. I don't know any history of this picture; and the hubby doesn't remember anything to tell me either (surprise, surprise). Why is it that men just don't remember much about childhood? Well, I just love this faux wicker/rattan wallpaper they are sporting in the foyer.
Okay, so anyone growing up in the 70's or 80's knows what Olan Mills is and probably has a slew of pictures posing behind something made of wood. Aren't these cute? I am wearing playful pigtails and the hubby has on the cutest suit with shorts I have ever seen. Honey, why don't you wear this shade of butter yellow anymore? I hope our siblings will still speak to us after the publishing of these photos...
_________________________________________
Cleaning!
So, the hubby and I spent today cleaning the house. Like REALLY cleaning the house. while I am doing laundry and cleaning bathrooms, the hubby rearranges his t-shirts. Need I say more? (That is totally something my dad would do. Why is it that at 6:00 am on the day we are leaving for vacation and all of our luggage is packed and the car is ready to go, that my dad has to go organize his underwear drawer?) Okay, so the hubby did more than just clean out old t-shirts; he actually did a LOT. He cleaned out the guest bedroom and the closet that was full of stuff. He made lots of trips up and down the stairs carrying out junk as well. He was actually sweating. I didn't sweat; that would be so icky. Well, here are just a few pictures of the fruits of our labors:
This is my uber clean kitchen. I LOVE it when my kitchen is clean. And it is gleaming right now. It is so clean, some would think my Father-in-Law was coming to visit. My kitchen is never this clean unless my Father-in-Law is coming into town.
Here is the twins bedroom. It can be hard to clean this room because it seems like they are always asleep in here! And when they are awake, I can't just go up there and clean it!
This is the closet that the hubby cleaned out. I wish I had a before and after picture. You have no idea how huge this is! This closet was so full the doors wouldn't close! And now look. It's so luxurious...
And now, a picture of our bedroom. We cleaned it out and made the bed, (which takes about 5 or 10 minutes in itself). But when it is made, it looks so nice and fluffy. Don't you just want to run in there and jump across it?
Lastly, here is my gorgeous honey. I love this new kit he is kickin. He is just so trendy in his green t-shirt and jacket; So Ryan Seacrest-ish.
1 comment:
OK, you made me cry. Why do you kids grow up so fast? You'll understand one day; you'll look back at your babies and wonder where the time went. Each minute that ticks away is time passing that you can't get back, so make the most of your time with the babies. They are such precious gifts from God.
Post a Comment