Whatchoo talkin' bout?

Abram does this lately, I don't know what this look means-it's usually when he doesn't like something. In this case, we went to eat at The Golden Rule Barbeque-Kris and I thought it was really good, Abram didn't agree.

Cutest picture ever...except

SO here is the deal. We did the Easter egg hunt at church, it was wonderful all except one thing. You see I wasn't going to post any pics of it, because then I would be reminded of what a slacker mom I am. I had a lot to do that morning: make chocolate banana bread, make cheesy potatoes (it was a brunch and egg hunt) so I could be supportive and make new friends, get my husband to get in the shower from playing paintball, get ready, put Abram down for a nap, wake him up and see that he had something to eat in case he was too picky to eat when we got there, you get the picture. Well, in all of this drama.....(insert dramatic sigh)...I forgot his Easter basket. Kris and I decided we would just carry his eggs since we were already running 30 minutes late. Thankfully thay had extra baskets-extra pink lacy ribbon baskets.........yah. Here it is, Abram's very first Easter egg hunt with a pink lacy basket-I am sure I will laugh about it, one day. Though it is funny that Kris is carrying it. But seriously, the cutest picture eh-ver, minus the dumb basket.

Practice Makes Perfect

I told you I wanted to give him a little bit of an edge for the Easter egg hunt. So last night we busted out the eggs and decided to practice. He LOVED it! I didn't even put anything in the eggs and he loved it. Abram is a little enthusiastic as you can tell, I love him. Everytime I look at him I am so thankful and I feel so blessed to have such a sweet little boy. We did the egg hunt today-and when he discovered you can actually put things IN the eggs-you should have seen the look on his face. Kris decided to use this to his advantage and got Abram to eat his turkey sandwich by doing what else? Putting pieces of it in an egg (I am inserting a pause because I know you are shaking your head with me right now and probably laughing more AT me than with me) but, I have to give him points for creativity!!

I AM OBSESSED!!!!!

SERIOUSLY, I AM OBSESSED!! Here is how it starts, a couple of years ago Kris is geeking out on some sci-fi show where these people are stranded on an island with polar bears. I start making fun of it, because how ridiculous is that right? Well, what better way to make fun of it than to watch it with him to get more joke material, and then somehow it happens-IT SUCKS YOU IN!! You find yourself not being able to get enough!! It's almost like the Pavlov dog experiment, when the time comes around Thursday night I start to get ancy, pacing, making theories, wondering how the show will leave me hanging on for another week!! Ugh. So let's discuss, first of all might I say that the red head has some anger issues-she is a beast. Secondly, when what's her face (the wife/therapist) mumbled "Of course you look just like her..." who do you think she was talking about? My theory-remember when Ben blew up his people? Well he had that one little blond friend-remember she gave him that doll she made (the one in his bag before he killed everyone?) could it be her? Who do you think is the 6th person of the "Oceanic 6"? Oh and the person "you thought you'd never see again" I am banking on Michael. Okay, maybe this is a little pathetic, but I haven't made any friends yet.

Don't worry.....

I will remember all of the "little people" in my life when my son is drafted into the NBA. Abram is obsessed with basketball. It all started when I wanted to help him learn to crawl-I bought him a ball, he wanted it, he'd crawl to get it, etc. Well then I joined a gym (in Rincon), at first it was hard for him to stay in the nursery area. One of his "teachers" would shoot baskets while holding him and that was the only way he wouldn't cry (he was 10 months old, and just as a side note, I didn't make him suffer, in fact, the week before we left he wanted to go home with one of his teachers instead of me, yah-I didn't want to die or anything). From that point on, he was obsessed. We were at church early one Wednesday night and the boys were playing basketball, I wanted to see what he would do, so I took him into the gym-he was in awe. Jaw dropped, goofiest grin, clapping his hands, screaming bloody murder when we had to leave the gym, etc. he was hooked. My parents bought him a little tikes basketball goal for Christmas. We couldn't take it on the plane with us, so he didn't get it until his past weekend when we went to visit. Seriously, he LOVES it, and he's pretty good. He actually (accidentally) shot it in today (mostly he prefers slam dunks). This is to our despair, because neither Kris nor I play basketball-in fact, putting it lightly we suck-unless we are playing little tikes, that is a whole different ball game (ha..... ha...... ha). I will have you know that I am already making up cheers to embarrass him to the tune of "We Will Rock You", I am SO going to be that mom. FYI Carrie I am feeling your pain, because my camera is acting up, hopefully I will get it working and post some pics this weekend. Just think, you all can say "I knew him when....."

Liquid GOLD!!!!!!

I am SOOOOO HAPPY!!!!!!! Those of us from Knoxville refer to this as liquid gold. What is it you ask? Caffeine free Dr. Pepper!!! Only sold in select areas for some reason--seriously, before now I only knew of it being sold in Memphis (no joke, I have asked everywhere). When I was pregnant with Abram, my friend Amy bought all they had at her Walmart and brought it to me (she is the greatest, and I am not kidding I think she brought me 10 12 packs from Memphis). So there I am, in Winn Dixie wondering why in the world they have every kind of turkey except ground-and then, behold, it was as if a light shone down upon the shelf. I almost started crying, in fact, I think I teared up a little. Alabama has liquid gold!!!!! Gotta go, we might be under a tornado warning-great.

Sweet Home Alabama???

Okay, so I have a lot to catch up on. Let's start with the move. Being the smarties that we are, we decided to move on a Thursday. Why? Because we just wanted to get the move over with. The trip was supposed to be 6 1/2 hours and ended up being 9 1/2 hours, BUT the timing of it all worked out great and Abram did AWESOME. We get to Alabama on Thursday afternoon and everyone (that was supposed to help) is at work, the missionaries from our church show up after we stalked them down and helped move everything in (bless their skinny little hearts). After we got a little settled, we decided to go out to eat, because we had no groceries, much less knew where a grocery store was. We found the Olive Garden. SO exciting that it was 5:00pm and that we would beat all of the crowds-there we go in our grubby moving attire and the wait was an hour and 15 minutes......um, no thanks. SO we found a steakhouse, the wait was 1 hour and a half-unless Abram would like to demonstrate his vocal displeasure of standing still for a long period of time, I didn't think so. WHY was it 5:00 and the wait was so long? Why was everybody so dressed up while we were so grubby? Do you have to dress up to go out to eat in Alabama? Does everybody get off work early on Thursdays here? Well, we found a Chick-fil-a where there were no lines and ate there. There were little cute families all around, and all seemed to be wearing red......so you have to get off work early, dress up in red, and make sure you have reservations if you want to go out to eat on Thursdays.......so there we were and I was thinking and it came to me "Kris, it's Valentine's Day." and we both started laughing. Kris said "I bet everybody thought I was such a scrub trying to get a last minute dinner in." and we toasted our lemonades to a Happy Valentine's Day, and went home to be overwhelmed. We have a nice house which is close to an awesome playground, and it stopped raining for a day last week to go and explore. We had a blast and made a couple of friends which I need to call. You all I am 15-20 minutes from a Target and the most beautiful Walmart I have ever seen. I am so excited for Saturday because our church is having an Easter Egg hunt and Abram will be old enough to hunt for eggs-not that I am competitive or anything (wink) but we may start practicing this week. Things are so far so good, but I really miss my friends in Rincon, (and Knoxville too). Funny story though, my friend in Tennessee-her church just hired a youth minister and she was talking to his wife and they are from Savannah-well my friend continued to talk to her about how I lived in Rincon for a year and she said the youth minister's wife's eyes lit up and she said she was born and raised in Rincon! It's a small world after all. I have more stories and pics to share when I get this all figure out!