Stormy Weather

It is a wonderful, stormy day today! We are all enjoying watching the rain--Bronwen loves it as much as I do.

I *puffy heart* Watermelon

At the crawfish boil, Bronwen had watermelon for the first time. It was sweet, it was wet, and it was delicious. I have never seen food disappear so quickly from one's plate, and being married to T.J., that is truly saying something. The only problem is that she ended up wearing most of the juice! She also really enjoyed a cold brewsky to wash everything down. *Note to CPS--not really. That's a joke. Babies drinking beer--ridiculous! Comical! Please let me keep my child.

I know this picture is blurry, but I just love her smile!
Here she is, stripped of her watermelon-saturated apparel, ready to go into the crawfish pot!

100th Post

Seems fitting that this should be published on the anniversary of my Bronwen's birth. I normally keep the tone light and playful on this blog, but I do want to take a moment to reflect on the past year. Giving birth to such a beautiful, wonderful, joyful baby is the single greatest accomplishment of my life. I never knew a piece of my soul was missing until I laid eyes on my baby for the first time. She has taught me so much in the past year. She has taken my heart and made it bigger and better--tears are sweeter, love is deeper, and my life has more happiness than I ever could have imagined. I love you, my dearest Bronwen. You have given me the best gift I could ever hope to receive; the privilege and honor of being a mom, even better, your mom. Happy birthday, and here's to hoping for 100 more birthdays to come!

Caught "Read" Handed

TJ was kind enough to save his newspapers for me for my gardening. Little did I know that they would provide such entertainment for Bronwen. I should have realized; after all, my frequent readers will remember what she did to my People magazines and the Southern Living periodicals. See if any of you can spy Pepper in the background.After all her "shredding" I asked her to show me her hands--and they had ink all over them!

Thank the Lord for the Night Time

Good night Chee Chee! We miss you!**All smiles--check out those pearly whites and baby blues!
** For clarification--Chee Chee is my friend Barbara, who is not dead, as it may sound in the post. She just lives in Delaware. Rather, DelaWhere?

Crawfish Boil

Thank you to Doug, Lori, and Leslie for an amazing Sunday afternoon! In celebration of Leslie's __th birthday (censored to protect the innocent, namely me), her mom and dad came into town and brought with them copious amounts of crawfish. Thank you also to the guy on the side of the road that sold them that second sack...yum....


We came over early, about 2:00 or so. Bronwen explored Leslie's non-childproofed abode. Then we journeyed outside where Doug set to work cleaning the crawfish. We couldn't find Bronwen for a long time--she loves hiding...Leslie, Lori, and I supervised, adult beverages in hand. Bronwen was hanging out, having a ball.Once the crawfish were ready, we set to work on the difficult task of discovering the very limits of what our gastrointestinal tracts could handle. We met those limits, and some of us exceeded them.
Bronwen loved the crawfish--more so looking at them then eating.
What she loved eating was the watermelon. More pictures of that coming soon.

Bronwen did try to do her part at the end of the day--she helped clean the pot!

Just Playing

Nothing new to report, as Bronwen speeds towards her first birthday. I cannot believe how fast a year has flown by, but then you know what they say happens to time when you're having fun. Life is good!

Playing with stuffed animals:

Tearing up my Southern Living magazines (she finds this hilarious):