beach preview

the tingle and dobson crew headed to 30a for the annual vacay in june and and i am just down sifting through pics. here is a quick preview...

the outcome

it was NOT the cut i intended to get. not the length i intended to have. not the "do" i had envisioned. BUT i think i like it. like really like it, like it. soooo, here we go...

the adventures of a haircut

My appointment was at 2. I get to the salon a little early so I have time to pump in the car. Yes, you see, I am still nursing, and with that comes planning around a certain fellow. So when I made the appointment, I made it not only for MY availability or TERRY'S availability, but for the little man's demands {well, and lets be honest, the ladies' demands as well, if you know what I mean}. So how long do I sit?!? Waiting?!? 2 hours people. 2 whole damn hours. Pardon my french.

But I didn't give up. I haven't given up. I am still here. Blogging from my hi-lighting chair. Yep, you read that right. I am getting a cut AND a color, which means I will be here. All. Afternoon. Long.

I came in with a couple of ideas {thanks to valued input from friends} but my stylist and I talked and flipped and twisted my hair...and well, it might be a little drastic. But I can't tell yet. There was a lot of hair on the floor. And the color could be purple for all I know. But I am here. Sitting it out. Scared poop-less.

We shall see....

new do

i am so excited about tomorrow. tomorrow i am getting a HAIRCUT! now the pressure is on to find out what i want to do with this mop. goodness. i think i might start pinning some options.

lauren, brooke, carrie...all you other pinners...let me know which ones you like :) but give me a few hours to pin a few :)

goodbye old mop, ponytail and horrible "do"!

pillow talk

tonight terry and i took the divide and conquer approach to bedtime. i had riley, he had little miss. but as usual, she finds a way to get us both up there, in her room, laying with her, having a little pillow talk. this was my conversation with her tonight...

a: mama, who is Gi-Gi's mother? {Gi-Gi is my grandmother, addison's great-grandmother}

me: grandma pirckle

a: does she live far, far away?

me: she sure does. she lives in heaven.

a: oh! so, she asked Jesus into her heart?

me: she sure did. do you want to ask Jesus into your heart?

a: nope. i don't want to go to heaven yet. i want to stay home with you, mama.

so much to say and to be said about this conversation with little miss. but to be simple - she is getting it. getting the gospel. getting the love of Jesus. and that is sweet words to a mama's heart.

good morning

in the summer, i get to sleep late. oh, sleep, how i love you. it is no secret that i did not get the early bird gene that my sister and dad have. they wake up at 6, i sleep until 11. i love sleep.

i don't sleep until 11 anymore. but in the midst of mommy-hood, 8:30 is sleeping late. and with the hubs home for the summer, 8:30 is my daily wake up call.

and i love waking up in the summer. addison is already fed and watching her morning shows {bed head and all}. the hubs has learned how to make my coffee so it is piping hot and ready to be doused with my caramel macchiato cream {yum}. the today show is on. the babes are playing. the hubs is reading the news.

the best part is we are all HERE. together. no meetings. no work. just us. good morning.

summertime girl

i blinked and little miss is 4. and my four year old loves her some summertime. her daddy is home. she gets to sleep late and play even later. everywhere we turn there seems to be a summer treat...and she luuvs her some summer treats.

then there is the swimming. oh the swimming. she luuvs her some swimming. i am so proud of her. she is swimming, jumping, even diving like a champ. 60% is self taught, 39% big daddy taught, with the remaining 1% thanks to terry and i.

and her little tan. so cute. i see those tan lines and i see a little girl who is doing exactly what she should be doing. playing at the pool, playing outside, day in and day out, not a care in the world. just having fun.

a boy in his highchair

this boy. he is funny. not so much ha-ha funny. but serious funny. like what is he thinking kind of funny.

he is so easy going except when he takes his perch in his chair. when in this seat he becomes the driver. i put a bib on, he yanks it off. i give him bananas, he clamps those jaws and refuses to eat. i give him puffs, he gags at the texture. and at some point in the process he rotates. and rotates. and rotates until he can get the perfect position to hang one leg out. ghetto style.

i fear my battles in the highchair are only just beginning. after all, he is half of terry.

heaven help me.

annie bananie

aunt "winnie" loves her some annie. my niece. my beautiful niece. just look at her!

my annie. she is vivacious. spirited. lively. vibrant. so animated. so sweet. nurturing. friendly. unforgettable. i could go on and on. she is so, so many things.

she is also vital. vital to my life.

my sister and family traveled home for the 4th and the tingle clan met up with them in macon. to say it was fun is an understatement. we swam our hearts out, ate our stomachs beyond fullness, and laughed. laughed at ourselves. at each other. at our crazy offspring.

annie has what is called alopecia. when she was a year old, her hair began falling out and has since never grown back. she knows no different. she couldn't care less. i think it is safe to say my sister has carried the burden of the loss thus far. we worry about parenting our little ones so often. their snacks, their behaviors, their manners. my sister has a whole other set of parenting tasks to complete. annie's confidence, her appearance, her protection. but my goodness, my sister is amazing. already. so amazing.

one of the steps brooke took this week was to get annie-bananie's ears pierced. something so small yet monumental to annie. she might not have the bows or the braids. but she has the earrings. she was sooo brave. and SO PROUD of those little earrings.

as we drove away yesterday, from my sister, from my annie, a piece of my heart was left there. even as i sit here, i miss annie. i miss hearing the most friendly "HI" or her asking her mommy for "uh 'nack, i want uh 'NACK!" i love that little girl. as i said, she is vital. i need more of her in my life.

busy, busy.

it's been awhile. too long actually.

june has been a month of traveling, beaching, mountaining, swimming-pooling, tshirt making, vacation bible schooling, and well, just good ole summer-loving. it has been wonderful.

but we are back home. back to our life. back to the kids toys that they missed so much.

more to come. more to update. i promise.