Sep 28, 2008

A Saturday in the Life

So, there really hasn't been anything extraordinary going on in the life of Stone.  We've been busy with work and dance and school and church and friends, but nothing really to blog about. 

I did have the opportunity to speak at Mountain Brook Community Church this morning about Restoration Academy.  I hope the Lord used my words to further His kingdom and the precious work he's doing in Fairfield.  There's a luncheon this Thursday - 12 pm until 1 pm that I'd like to invite everyone to come to - it's a great way to learn about the school.  Email me for more info.

In the light of the less than eventful life of the Stone family, I figured I could chronical the happenings of a typical Saturday in our life.

Really, the Saturday begins Friday night - most nights with ice cream.  In this picture, Anne Bailey was telling Fenningan to be quiet - he had been sequestered in the house because he wanted to partake of the ice cream too. Notice our Bama outfit - we start wearing our colors on Thursday in this house.

"Fennigan, you better be quiet because I am not sharing my ice cream"

On Saturdays we make our way to the market (sadly, this past weekend was the last time for the year) where we inevitably run into many friends.  Most recently we've run into some part of the Bentley clan.  This weekend we were pleasantly surprised to find all four of the Bentley's there. The boys were decked out in their game day wear - we were decked out in ours.

"No seriously James - orange is just not your color.  You should try Crimson and White - much more pleasing to the eye."

Two too-cute cuties!

After the market, we end up at Target or some other supercenter.  Then we usually grab lunch (this weekend we walked to Rojo (about 2 miles away from our house) and ate lunch and then hoofed it back for nap time). 

Since it is Fall in the South - the day revolves around football.  Our game was at night so Ellabee had all day to put together her rally ensemble.  WOO HOO - it worked.  The tide rolled - all over the Georgia bulldogs.  ROLL TIDE ROLL!

This is how we roll.