Hoo-s Crazy Today?

Well....

2009-07-12T18:21:00.000-05:00

something has happened to my blog and for some reason I can't get to the import photo section - etc. if anyone has suggestions, HELP!

From New Delhi, India to Prescott, Alabama

2009-06-22T20:25:00.007-05:00

The past few weeks have been somewhat of a blur. Well, the month of May would definitely qualify in that category. We were out of town for three consecutive weekends and interspersed in that madness, the girls went to Tallahassee for an entire week with their grandparents. Fun was had by all but boy are we exhausted. June has been a bit more laid back but there have still been some fun times in the mix. We’ve been really enjoying our time on the bikes. The girls are asking to go on bike rides now and while the last 30 minutes are me behind the trailer yelling at them to stop fighting, they want to go every other day.

Our sweet friend Miss Lauren is getting marred in the fall to a great guy who happens to be Indian. For their engagement party, they had a Sangeet. A traditional Hindi ceremony (I really have NO CLUE what I’m talking about, actually), they had a ring ceremony where his family welcomes her into the fold. Everyone had on such bright colors. The food was fantastic and the dancers stole the show. The girls loved every bit of it and I felt (somewhat pride-fully, I admit) pretty proud that we were able to give them this cultural experience.

Alex and Lauren, the groom and bride with one of their flower girls.

Ellabee and Lauren

The children were invited to join the couple in the front to watch the dancing.

After the dancing with the performers

Ellabee and Atticus.

The day after the Sangeet, I headed to camp for our annual week reliving my childhood. Last summer and again this summer I took Ellabee for a part of the time. It was perhaps the hottest I've ever felt at camp. For the love - the heat index was 105 - 110 degrees... You would sweat just sitting still.Regardless of the heat, though... we were at camp and there is never a more lovely place. I'm exhausted of course from late nights, all day sweating and never much time to sit still, but I already miss it and can't wait until next year. The best night of the

The view from the bottom of the falls in the gorge.

The Start of Summer

2009-06-06T21:13:00.003-05:00

June 1st... June 1st means summer is here. I've been enjoying the sounds and smells of summer since April but June seals the deal. My children have really been sealing the craziness lately. I think it's the age... a 2 year old and a 5 year old.

Some takes on the first six days of summer:

I started back on Weight Watchers. I'm hungry and irritable. But I'm also losing so that's good. In our family devotion time two nights ago John prayed for my diet... Ellabee quickly corrected him. "It's not a diet Daddy. It's a lifestyle change." In an effort to help my lifestyle change, John bought me a bike - an early birthday present. We also got a trailer for the kiddos to ride behind me as I go... it can be a family affair. My God my butt hurts.

After our inaugural ride. 40 minutes on the bike... pulling 100 + lbs. I consider it a good workout, right?

The start of summer also means that our neighbors are back on the front porches, stoops and in our yards daily (if not hourly). I love our close knit community and the summer nights (in fact, even tonight) are spent drinking a glass of wine on Gran D's porch or eating dinner on ours. God plopped us right in the middle of a motley crew, that's for sure. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Uncle Sam, Uncle Lou Lou, Daddy, Anne Bailey, Gran D and Ellabee

The ice cream truck has been a staple in the hood for the past week - every day. We wonder if he'll ever get a new song... but to watch the Stone girls lose it when they hear the carousel music ringing through the neighborhood is a sight to behold. It's hilarious and youc an't help but allow them their desired treat

She thought she was so big on the wall. What a big girl.

Mary Holland and Ellabee enjoying the "fruits of summer"

Reflections on the American Girl Doll Store

2009-06-01T11:00:00.001-05:00

For some reason unknown... well, known only to God... we drove the 1 hour trip Southeast to the city of Atlanta where, among other things, there is the American Girl Store. We decided that the weekend had put the girls in a position that they really couldn't be expected to handle well and they handled it as well as can be expected. so, off to the American Girl Store we went.

What a trip - of course we chose the day they released the new American Girl doll (Rebecca, it would have it) and EVERY child in Atlanta with their parent was there. Here are some pictures of the kiddos with their babies.

Anne Bailey with Anna.

Ellabee with the kids.

it was a long LONG day.

Stone Family Photos

2009-05-31T11:00:00.000-05:00

One of the really good things to happen in Rome was the cousins were able to meet and we were able to spend time together. Here are some pics from the Stone family.

I think my favorite pic but alas, in the shadows.

Three grandchildren.

Better in full sun.
Brim (John's mom), Ben (John's brother), Jen (Ben's wife) holding Daniel (our nephew), Lee (John's dad), Ellabee, John, Molly and Anne Bailey. The Stone 9

Gratsi from Rome... Georgia

2009-05-30T21:59:00.004-05:00

Oh how I wish it was Italy... although I don't because I have my kids with me. Not that I don't love having my girls with me, but in Europe - no, not yet. So, we're in a hotel in Rome, GA having just come in from the wedding and gotten the girls in the bed, 2 hours after their normal bedtime. It was a fun time, and stressful too. The girls are just young. 5 and 2 are hard ages I've decided. The 5 year old is going through that I'm a "big" girl - when she's really not and the 2 year old is, well, two.

Anyway, we've made the most out of it and had a nice visit with John's brother, his wife and son. they live in Berkley, CA so we rarely get to see them. In fact, this is the first time the kids have met.

Here are some pics:

Weddings are a great time to catch up with our family... this is John's cousin Nobie Stone who is actually a rocket-scientist... no lie.

Brim did the cake - isn't it gorgeous?!?

The grooms cake - can you believe this?

The color scheme and theme of the wedding was PRECIOUS!

Leaving the chapel after the wedding.

Crossing the foot bridge coming back from the park.

Meeting Daniel for the first time, Ellabee got to hold him.

Uncle John in action.

Our First Trip to the Bay of the Summer

2009-05-26T14:04:00.000-05:00

We made it down to the Bay for Memorial Day weekend with the family... It was relaxing and fun. Everyday the forecast said that we would be rained out but everyday out came the sun! We got to spend two days on the boat and the rest of the time on the beach. Sand everywhere but it was a ball.

Daddy also killed himself to get the playset moved from Amy's for the girls to play on. The boys ended up enjoying it too. Here are some pics from the weekend.

We had an occasional thunderstorm blowup but it didn't deter our time on the beach.

Anne Bailey had such a fun time in the water, she decided that baby needed to go in too - yep, her name is baby... because, you know, no one puts baby in the corner!

We had our goggles and a boogy board - oh and the California bikini.

Amy and Emery's new puppy, Grady - a great dane with something else in him - hung out on the boat and in the water with us.

Daddy even made it to the Bay for the trip

Definitely our beach baby!

I love the dock.

The lifeguards... not sure if this makes me feel safe or not.

Summer 1 where the girls can actually play in teh water together!

A new tradition, John drives to Biloxi for racks of Ribs ... that daddy and the rest of us devour them.

Coffee Time and Other Ramblings... oh and the Beach!

2009-05-12T16:48:00.002-05:00

So, I'm at O'Henry's right now and there is this LOUD couple sitting halfway across the coffee shop having a annoying conversation. For that I must apologize because I'm something distracted wtih eavesdropping.

It was pointed out to me today that I drink A LOT of coffee and caffeine in general - and it struck me that they are right. I'm a caffeine addict. Is that a problem? I'm not sure - I'm going to have to dwell on it a bit more. But thought I'd throw it out there for the sake of disclosure. I'm on a lot of caffeine right now.

John did the 1/2 Ironman last weekend. We loaded up the girls and headed to Panama City Beach (where I'm proud to say I've never been really) for the Ironman weekend. He didn't finish the race, which was very suprising to me. It wasn't a matter of not training enough or mental toughness. He got seasick in the ocean - couldn't have seen that coming. He actually got sick while swimming and apparently he wasn't the only one. As he was swimming he told me that he could hear others getting sick around him. UGH. That's just disgusting.

But the reality was that pulling up from the race and declaring his inability to finish is more of an accomplishment than crossing the finish line. Perhaps he's reaching a point where he's realized that his health and his life are more important than accomplishment. Of course, imagine my suprise when he immediately emailed me Monday morning with a list of races he wants to do in the next 12 months. San Francisco marathon... and then the Augusta 1/2 Ironman... and then there's an Olympic Tri in Gulf Shores... oh and don't forget the 1/2 ironman in PCB again next year. For the love of God.

We're childless this week and enjoying the time to do as we want without having to deal with scheduling and tired children... I miss my girls but the respite is nice and much needed (on a side note, the obnoxious couple are still going and a woman has come in with her dog - interesting). I miss the pitter patter of feet in the morning and the sweet touch of Anne Bailey on my leg at night, but I'm also enjoying being a lone with my thoughts... and having some free time to focus on my friends and my husband. To care for them this week is a pleasure and joy indeed.

And then I had a breakthrough last night. John and I had to go to the Community Foundation of Greater Birmingham's annual meeting. it's one of those see and be seen type of events. A damned if you do and damned if you don't type thing. I always enjoy seeing the people that i've missed but there's always someone there that I spend a good amount of time watching so that I can duck behind something when they look my way. You know those type of people... anyway. John and I went and talked and smiled and smoozed. We saw some friends but saw a lot more people that I haven't really missed. You see, two years ago, I was in the middle of that madness. I wanted to be seen and noticed, etc. In fact, I would have been pretty geared up to be there when it started and stay until the last person left. Not anymore. I don't know if it's a maturity of thought or what can be attributed to this newfound freedom... I personally think that it's a realization that it's not me in the first place. I'm here to be used for God's kingdom and his Glory. I'm not here for me.

John's breakthrough was last night. When we got into the car after the stuffy obligatory cocktail event, he looked at me and declared, "I feel like I need a shower!" And it wasn't because it was hot in there. As we drove away we discussed how it is important to go to those meetings, but solely because we can keep the connections that are used to help others. It's important to keep a toe in the water but we don't have to swim in the muck anymore. As if to redeem the whole evening, I left John to run over to a meeting for a small little ministry seeking to help in the city. It's a ministry in desperate need of someone who has a toe in the water. It was as if God was saying - this is why I've put you here... OK ESTHER ... for such a time as this.

To God be the ultimate glory. Use me to further your kingdom.

beach babies

2009-05-11T17:02:00.000-05:00

Here are some pictures from the weekend in PCB... sad to say, my girl's first true trip to the beach!

After the girls headed to Tallahassee, we went over for a mother's day lunch in Seaside at Bud & Alley's

Daddy and the girls on his birthday... after the race.

This child came to play!

John on the run... right before everything went to Hell.

and on the bike... the 2nd leg.

and going into the water.

Before the race.

The girls really enjoyed spending time in the pool. They love to play!

Anne Bailey on the beach.

sweet sisters!

Retreats, Popcorn and Deep Thoughts

2009-04-25T18:45:00.005-05:00

Things have been moving right along at the House of Stone. The girls are getting ready for summer, asking for trips to the pool (I have yet to give in on that one), chasing down the icecream truck and spending quite a lot of time in the back (and front) yards. I'm reminded daily of just how fast they are growing.

Ellabee heads off to Kindergarten in the fall and I feel an impending sense of dread. I have five more months with her at home, with no schedule and no obligations and then she's out - on the way to becoming a young lady. I know, she's only 5 but it certainly feels that way. She is going to Westminster in the fall and one of their primary distinctives is a 12 to K focus. Meaning... instead of looking at the child and developing a curriculum around that, we look at the adult we hope they will become and develop the curriculum needed to acheive those results. I guess in reading about that and thinking through our parenting and our children, I hope about the women this little ladies will become but somewhat dread that time when we send them off into the world, down the aisle or wherever the Lord may lead them.

I've been reflecting on James 4 a lot lately. Not only is my firstborn about to begin the journey to school, etc but I'm looking at my first true class of seniors at Restoration. These are kids that though I've known them for only 12 months, they've become ingrained in my heart and on my mind. I think of and pray for them almost as much as my own children and I have so many hopes for the adults they are becoming. James 4: 13 - 15 says:

Now listen, you who say, "today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money." Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little hwile and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, "if it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that."

So many times, I make my plans, figure out my hopes and in doing so, invite God along for the ride. "Here is my plan God... come along if you like." When instead, I should say "God what is your plan. where would you have me. What is your hope for my children?" And then I'm looking at celebrating the baptism of a precious Covenant child tomorrow with dear friends who happen to be the parents. What's amazing to me is that his steps are already numbered. God knows what will happen in sweet Cobb's life. God knows what we will grow up to be. The mystery is that we are encourage to have hopes and dreams for these covenant children... even though the story is already written. It's a mystery... so much of life is.

And then there's the mundane. A last minute trip to a retreat for church that was an incredible blessing, the start of a bible study at church, eating popcorn in the backyard and ongoing frustration that I cannot seem to get it all done. If I sew, the house doesn't get cleaned. If i spend time with a sister in Christ, I end up dropping the ball on something else. Work, home. Children, friends. Husband, parents. It all runs together sometimes and I wonder if this IS god's will and path... and then I haphazardly pick up a book by Elisabeth Elliot... a choice made not because I wanted the book, but I forgot a magazine and was faced with three hours getting my hair done. I grabbed this one because of two things: 1. the title spoke to me, 2. I knew this author and was hesitant to grab someone with whose theology I'm not familiar...

Here's the opening quote from Keep a Quiet Heart by Elisabeth Elliot:

Do Not Rush. Trust. And Keep a Quiet Heart
I think I find most help in trying to look on all the interruptions and hindrances to work that one has planned out for oneself as discipline, trials sent by God to help one against getting selfish over one's work. Then one can feel that perhaps one's true work - one's work for God - consists in doing some trifling haphazard ting that has been thrown into one's day. It is not a waste of time, that has been thrown into one's day. It is not a waste of time, as one is tempted to think, it is the most important part of the work of the day - the part one can best offer to God. After such a hindrance, do not rush after the planned work; trust that the time to finish it will be given sometime, and keep a quiet heart about it.
- Annie Keary, 1825 - 1979

And then I'm reminded. The raising of young women after God's heart. The work I do with our seniors at RA. The house cleaning. The porch sitting. It's all a "haphazard" attempt a pleasing God... when in reality, i don't TRY at all. It's like God removes the pride and my ability to offer it by keeping me in chaos so that it is truly a work unto him. Offered from a broken selfish mess of a woman who is really REALLY seeking just to be at the feet of Christ.

Here are some pics from our week ... even they are haphazard!

A favorite snack at our house - POPCORN

Man's best friend? Nope, a friend of little girls, he is.

Liza and Maisy... on the retreat

spending time with Mary Holland at the lodge.

Hoppy Easter!

2009-04-12T20:38:00.006-05:00

Easter weekend was lovely for the Stone family. We were able to stick close to home and enjoy time with each other. We hunted Easter eggs, had hot cross buns on Easter morning, ate Easter dinner together and went to church together. We also laid a patio together, finished planting the garden together and cut down some limbs... together.

Here are some pics from the weekend.

Decorating eggs at the Mac Egg Hunt

Hanging out with our pals in Woodland park after hunting some eggs.

Ellabee was ALL over the hunting part of the Egg Hunt.

The egg hunt ceased for Anne Bailey as soon as she realized that there was chocolate in the eggs!

Point us towards the eggs - we're ready!

The kids headed over to the neighbors yard to play too... as I was hanging with the adults I hear a muffled, "mommy, help me!". This is what I found.

Ellabee and Bennett had a fun time hanging out!

After the egg hunt, John and I laid our new patio for the back yard. With salvaged stones and some sand / pea gravel... we're in business.

back at the house, we started work on our Resurrection cookies.

beating the heck out of the pecans, like the Roman soldiers beat Jesus.

Mommy's first swing at Hot Cross Buns

Checking out what the bunny brought.

A Bit of Earth

2009-04-11T21:05:00.000-05:00

“She ought to,” said Mr. Craven. “I thought her rather bold to stop me on the moor, but she said–Mrs. Craven had been kind to her.” It seemed hard for him to speak his dead wife’s name. “She is a respectable woman. Now I have seen you I think she said sensible things. Play out of doors as much as you like. It’s a big place and you may go where you like and amuse yourself as you like. Is there anything you want?” as if a sudden thought had struck him. “Do you want toys, books, dolls?”

“Might I,” quavered Mary, “might I have a bit of earth?” In her eagerness she did not realize how queer the words would sound and that they were not the ones she had meant to say.

Mr. Craven looked quite startled. “Earth!” he repeated. “What do you mean?”

“To plant seeds in–to make things grow–to see them come alive,” Mary faltered.

He gazed at her a moment and then passed his hand quickly over his eyes. “Do you–care about gardens so much,” he said slowly. “I didn’t know about them in India,” said Mary. “I was always ill and tired and it was too hot. I sometimes made little beds in the sand and stuck flowers in them. But here it is different.”

Mr. Craven got up and began to walk slowly across the room. “A bit of earth,” he said to himself, and Mary thought that somehow she must have reminded him of something. When he stopped and spoke to her his dark eyes looked almost soft and kind. “You can have as much earth as you want,” he said. "You remind me of some one else who loved the earth and things that grow. When you see a bit of earth you want," with something like a smile, “take it, child, and make it come alive.”

“May I take it from anywhere–if it’s not wanted?”

“Anywhere,” he answered. “There! You must go now, I am tired.” He touched the bell to call Mrs. Medlock. "Good-by. I shall be away all summer.”
- From A Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Our bit of Earth in Southside. Everything was planted this weekend (including my hanging tomato plants). The peas were planted a couple of weeks ago and I think you could stand outside and see them grow!

Was it a Sign?!?

2009-04-06T21:17:00.003-05:00

On my way home today, literally 1/2 block from my house, I saw a cat... chasing a white chicken across the street (I could not make this stuff up if I tried). I think it was a sign. Don't chickens long for community too? I think the white chicken needs some hens down the street to befriend. Three hens to be exact (see below post).

Random Things

2009-04-05T21:56:00.003-05:00

Come Lord Jesus... But before you come. I want some chickens. OK, I did some research and I can have 3 chickens in the city. I don't want a rooster, just three hens. We've already got some hens here, why can't we have 3 more? Besides, at 6 months, they start producing a egg a day. and they're hearty animals... something that the girls can't kill. Not that they've killed anything or something like that... but still. John said I can't have them. Well, he didn't say "no." He just said he'd divorce me if I came home with chickens.

I have really decided that I just want a farm, in the middle of the city. Not big farm animals, just chickens... and perhaps a goat... and then a garden. I did start the process of getting my garden ready for this season. I already planted my peas and now I have to go cover them since there's a cold snap tonight and tomorrow.

I'm trying my hand at farming right here in the heart of Southside. I've had to get a little creative in where I plant things and how we do it considering our dirt is red clay and shale... and I have about a 12 foot strip of sun... and then there's this issue of the fact that our backyard is 20 x 30 feet with a 14x14 deck in the middle of that. More to follow about how it's progressing. The peas are in (like I said) and the herbs are planted in my cool stacking planter. I have squash, peppers, zinnas and hanging tomatos to go next - but those don't go in until Good Friday.

Check it out - the perfect answer to my space problem. Basil, Thyme, dill and rosemary are planted here, mint is going on top when I find the seeds.

A new take on a container, raised planter garden. Paint buckets, with holes drilled in. Peas are in the ground with individual pea teepees. Mulch will go in around the pots to provide some insulation from the summer heat. Planting the rest of the seeds Good Friday.

In addition to our garden, I've been sewing a WHOLE lot too. It's an amazing blessing had has really confirmed me reducing some of my commitments this month. I'm working on some new designs for custom sewing... check in for more.

Finally, another confirmation that we're made for community. I've been longing more and more for it lately. The need to be with other women and men on this journey. I've wondered where this longing was born from. I now it's the deep desire of every man / woman to know and be known... but I thought it was just a societal thing that put it there. Today, when discussing whether or not we'd go to church (AB is fighting off a cold and we're all pretty whipped) and Ellabee chimed in, "But mommy, we have to go. That's MY community". Precious.

Some thoughts on Easter

2009-04-05T21:54:00.002-05:00

We're in Easter week. PRAISE GOD! I am very glad (for another year) to see Lent go. I never paid much attention to the liturgical year until I became a mom... and I don't really know why the mom part and my paying attention to it are related, but I think it's because you become very aware of holidays and seasons. Everything is sensitized. The lows and the highs alike. I love the liturgical year because it gives just another analogy for us to explain the Christian life to our children. Why are there hurts? Why is there pain? Why joy mixed in? Who have we to fear? Joy comes in the morning. The theme throughout is waiting. Waiting for the next thing and preparing for Christ. So, we're here in Easter week... waiting for Christ... grieving his death and how we are the reason he was crucified... the silence of the three days and waiting .... and then the resurrection and the joy of that Easter morning. Praise God. Come Lord Jesus.

Easter Weekend, One Week Early

2009-04-05T21:36:00.004-05:00

We had our first egg hunt of the season Saturday... I'm glad I was able to get the girls "Easter" outfits pulled together. They really aren't Easter specific, but well, they'll suffice.

Ellabee was a bit taller than some of the smaller kids, so she was able to get the higher up ones.... it didn't hurt that our friend Mary was going in front of her sticking eggs in the bushes for her to find.

Anne Bailey found her egg... and was overjoyed to find a prize inside.

ready for a day of Easter preparation

The only ONLY way I got a smile out of both at the same time... "hey girls, I know I tell you all the time to NOT TOUCH THE FERN... but go right ahead, stick your hands all in it!"

April Fools in the Heart of Dixie

2009-04-01T15:05:00.002-05:00

I'm glad to see March gone. It had it's highlights, but all together a lot of individual stuff built up to make March stink. Talk about it roaring in like a lion - I feel like it continued to roar throughout the month. I'm so glad for April. April brings renewal and rebirth. The plants and flowers are ready to burst forth, Easter is near...

I headed on my regular routine on Wednesday (today) to the coffee shop. I saddled up to O'Henry's and got my Chai Soy Latte. There was a seat outside - YES! I plopped myself down and began to work... a trio sat next to me and the girl pulled out a cigarette - PERFECT. Her friend pulled up a chair and from a giant case she pulled a banjo - OK, now it's getting interesting. The friend with the cig pulled out her sketch book and their guy friend, an interesting cat with a bowler hat took the banjo and began to pick. The artist began to draw and I had an instant front row seat to some folk music. My day just got better.

And as I sat in the melody of the banjo... the cars driving by... the murmur of friends talking about their day, their struggles and their hope for today... it gives me hope for my April.

Another Precious Angel

2009-03-25T06:12:00.000-05:00

Welcome to the world little Anderson Daniel! We're so glad to have you amongst our group of little ones. As you grow, you'll realize that your mamma's friends (and your momma) are crazy Southern women. May we raise you to appreciate our eccentricities, embrace your culture and Love your Lord!

We love you!

A Sinking Ship?

2009-03-23T06:07:00.000-05:00

Just thought this was too cute. Our friends came over Monday to play for a couple of hours. Since it was such a glorious day, we pulled out the jump up. Mommy forgot to tie the valve, and the kids spent about five minutes before I figured it out doing this:

From a distance (notice that the two youngest - AB and Waits - stood off to the side watchign the action... knowing that something was just quite not right.

And Close up... HELP ME!

Our first time at the Bay in 2009!

2009-03-22T05:50:00.000-05:00

I'm back in the world where you actually get a summer break, 2 weeks at Christmas AND a spring break. So after much conversation, I convinced John to take end of the week off and we headed south to Fairhope! We had a relaxing and fun time.

John spent a lot of time on the bike and running training for the Half Iron Man in May (more on that later) and I spent time with the girls, my mom and my sister. It was nice to be away. I can't pinpoint where my stress generates from (other than deep seeded sin pushing me to try and get it all done) but the Bay was a sweet respite from life in the Ham. It was always a regeneration time preparing me for the final stretch to graduation at the school.

I'm ready for Spring now... I officially have spring fever brought on by the sweet gentle breezes, smell of salt in the air and the aroma of my mom cooking seafood in the house. We came back Sunday and since I've longed for a bowl of gumbo and my feet in the sad on the beach at the house. What a great time we had!

One of the best things about the Bay is that a bunch of our friends either live there or have family / houses to visit as well. My friend Liza brought her kiddos over for an afternoon playing in the water (the kids turned purple) and just spending time together in the sun. Her cousin came with her boys and Ellabee and Glenn became fast friends.

A five year old's version of "Stand together guys and smile for a picture" Hilarious!

In that Mobile is the site of the ORIGINAL North American Mardi Gras, the girls got a bag of throws from friends who are members of a crew. The beads are a huge hit... as are the headbands and stuffed animals. Throw me some beads MISTER!

Of course, Spring means baseball for the boys, so we hit two practices while we were there. Chancellor is the #1 pitcher on his team... not that I'm surprised. The boy has pitching in his blood - many generations back.

The girls enjoyed the scrimmage game for about 27 minutes and then it was over. This is right before the melt-down, but I thought it was precious.. spending time with their daddy in the press box.

Throughout the week we'd miss Anne Bailey and out she'd come from Maw Maw's closet with a new form of footwear. That girl's got the shoe bug plaguing the other women in her family.

Walking down the pier with Daddy...

2009-03-11T17:18:00.004-05:00

Last weekend, we were building a snowman, wrapped up warmly and fighting over the last drop of hot chocolate. This weekend, it was warm enough to pack a blanket, Ellabee's bike and some bottled water for a Sunday morning at the park. That's something I've always loved about our church... the freedom of a Sunday morning. The rhythm of my childhood was lazy Saturdays - replaced as I grew with ball games and activities and then Sunday morning scrambling to get to church on time and then to Sunday Dinner with the family. While I do miss the ritual of Sunday lunch with my parents and grandparents, death and location effects that more than our church service time....

But there's something to be said for Sunday mornings. They're more relaxing to me than Saturday. It's like we wake up Saturday morning determined to make the most of our weekend. Immediately a list is made of all that we want / need to accomplish and the next thing I know it's Saturday evening and we're halfway through our weekend. So Sunday mornings have become precious to me.

I'm reading a book right now that a friend at church asked me to read and give her my opinion. It's about tradition and the family and how important it is to instill tradition and ritual with our children so that through that they see Christ.... and their parent's reverence for Christ. It's actually pretty good but the one thing I have been having a hard time is that she's from a traditional Christian family background where they get up every Sunday morning and head to worship... and in her pages she's encouraging us to create these type rituals in our family's life... I just have to conclude that she's not encouraging the same ritual that she has of going to church Sunday morning... because frankly, that would really tick me off... Lazy Sunday mornings... a true Sabath... are the Stone ritual.

Anyway, I love our Sunday mornings... Here are some pics from our last one.

Anne Bailey is pretty fearless in the swing... somewhat unsettling.

John's pumped because there's a four story rock climbing warehouse opening in Southside... they're offering lessons and he intends to sign Ellabee up. Has he checked into the prices for equipment? Forget the class cost... we'll see.

Even Daddy got into the action

Am I the only one who thinks this contraption is perhaps the most dangerous playgroup equipment ever? YOu have to understand she's at least 6 feet off the ground.

Back at the house - a makeshift napsite. Looks pretty comfy actually.

Fuzzy Head Thinking

2009-03-05T21:31:00.002-06:00

I have a horrible head cold. I'm talking horrible - horrid - awful - every adjective you could ever think of when describing a head cold. But amid the stuffy head horror, I have been on a pretty good high off cold medicine for the past day. It's perhaps the only time in my life that I actually stop and think and ponder and ... well, stare off into space... and here are some of the things I have been thinking about:

1. Is theology a good thing? I mean, other than causing extreme fractures in the Church and small fractures within individual churches... oh and the CRUSADES... is it a good thing? I think sometimes we get so caught up on theology that we spend more time worshiping it than we do the One it is supposed to point us towards. Now, don't get me wrong - I enjoy a good theological discussion more often than not... but in the sense that theology helps me figure out what I believe and why.... but at what point do we not rely on our theologians and theological thinking and just go to the Word, and the Truth and tell the theology to take a back seat... because isn't that where it belongs anyway? Isn't it secondary?

2. Why, when you have a head cold, do people actually feel like they need to start telling you all these home remedies to try. YES, I've tried the Netty Pot... and use it regularly. YES, I know a hot shower will help. YES, I know that eating something spicy will clear my sinuses... why don't those people just let me (the cold sufferer) just suffer in a lonely silence, feeling pitiful and willing death to come since you feel like you're going to suffocate anyway.

3. Why does my neighbor answer the door naked on occasion?

4. How is it that my husband can fall asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow and why WHY does it take me a good 30 minutes of reading or Suduko to drift off?

5. Will the Obama Stimulus Package really send me and John a check for $30,000 - $65,000 because that's what the email that I was just forwarded said. I mean seriously? Sign me up if that's the case. MY GOODNESS, we wonder how we got in this mess and then we have people who actually believe that their check for $30,000+, a cadillac and a freaking pony will be delivered on a golden chariot as soon as the bill is signed.

OK... my 30 minutes of drifting is up... back to a sleepless night because no air will flow through my nostrils.

Is it March that Comes in like a Lion?

2009-03-01T10:46:00.003-06:00

If it is, I think it should say, "March roars in like a Snow Leopard". It sure did this morning! While the meteorologists have been saying "snow showers" all week - I NEVER imagined that we'd wake up to a winter wonderland this morning. At 6 AM our door burst open and Ellabee entered the room proclaiming that the snow had come. John decided to get up with her and allowed me to sleep until Anne Bailey was ready for her day to begin.

Daddy and Ellabee's early morning snowman.

The view from our front yard.

We started the day with hot chocolate and then a few walks visiting neighbors, making snow angels and a big snowman. We spent some time with Mama Margaret and Papa Frank and then settled in for a lazy day, which included John hopping on his bike for a inside 1 1/2 hour ride... training never stops.

Running off to find arms for our snowmaiden.

My Carolina Jasmine was about to be in full bloom. Oh Well.

Our snow maiden (a lady because of our daffodil eyes)

The snowmaiden makers

John, of course, couldn't miss ONE day of training. UGH

I slipped an ancient VCR tape and now as I write, we're watching The Sound of Music. The girls aren't as into it as Mommy but I'm surely enjoying singing "Doh, a deer" and all the other favorites.

Date Night With Daddy

2009-02-22T11:00:00.000-06:00

The Alabama Ballet's production of Cinderella was this past weekend. John took Ellabee for a date night with Daddy. They ate out and then went to the ballet - where they made it for 2 acts, but after falling asleep during the 2nd, Ellabee awoke to inform everyone in their section, "It is WELL past my bedtime."

Our Own Groundhog Day

2009-02-21T13:58:00.003-06:00

The coming of spring doesn't come with a furry woodland creature when you live in the city... it's the swell of "carnival" music coming up the street and the sounds of small children (and their mothers) screaming "ICE CREAM TRUCK" and running out of the house, barefoot holding a kid's piggy bank. Well, isn't that what happens at your house?

Sister Love

Enjoying our junior bomb pop and tweety bird ice cream pop.

Surprisingly, the first time we've ever had ice cream and it didn't end up all over our shirt.

Where did my Baby Go?

2009-02-21T13:20:00.002-06:00

So, where did my baby go? I noticed just the other day that the sweet little chunk-a-monk is gone and is being replaced by this little girl. My toddler isn't really a toddler anymore. I can't believe that 2 years have flown by. She's getting quite the little personality (some good and some bad). I'm convinced that she's going to be even more strong-willed than Ellabee and yet, in the back of my mind I hear a friend tell me awhile back, "All Will is Strong." And I also know that my girls' strong wills will benefit them as adults... that is if they make it to adulthood.

Anne Bailey has taken on quite the little attitude lately. She knows what she wants and when she wants it. She's learning that she's not the boss and she's not too pleased with that arrangement.

Ellabee, on the other hand is becoming quite the little lady. Her will still shows itself daily, and she tests her boundaries every day (sometimes every hour), but she is much more able to control her impulses and sometimes makes the best decision before we have to even talk about it. I just want to know where my little babies went.

Piercing my Heart

Not a baby anymore.

Wrapping up the 5 Year Old Celebration

2009-02-15T13:48:00.000-06:00

We headed South to Tallahassee for the Valentine's weekend to celebrate John's cousin Margaret's engagement and forthcoming marriage. The girls were so happy to be back at Mimi's and Papa's (and I think MiMi and Papa were happy to have them back). It was a whirlwind weekend that's for sure.... but one of the best things that happened was that John and I picked up some more Firefly Vodka (sweet tea vodka)... something seemingly hard to find in Birmingham. While we were there, Ellabee was able to celebrate her fifth birthday with MiMi and Papa who were unable to come up for the carnival because they were preparing for the engagement party.

Blowing out the candles (for the fourth time)

Thanks Mimi!

One of the Tallahassee cats... Hitler (because of his little mustache... his tongue hangs out like this all the time. He's sweet one minute and then will attack you.

Ellabee received a hop scotch mat for her birthday.

Some deep thoughts from the Five Year Old

2009-02-10T20:43:00.002-06:00

Overheard as Ellabee geared up to take a whack at her new tee ball set: "Well, here goes nothing."

When deciding what to name a new blanket that is very colorful:
"What should we name it Ellabee"
"I think we should name it something colorful... Like Rainbow or Starburst or Rain or Bow... or Sally."

When asking to color: "Mommy, I'd really like to do some arts and craps"

The Big 5 as in FIVE... unbelievable

2009-02-10T20:09:00.004-06:00

We've been celebrating Ellabee's fifth birthday for almost a week now. It started Saturday with her carnival theme party. A great time was had by all. Balloons galore, yummy cake, a pinata and jump house.... and about 40+ people.

The birthday girl had a ball. I think the rest did too.

The line for Joey the balloon man was never ending.

The super star sister of the birthday girl.

Not to be outdone, Mommy and Maw Maw had to get into the act... although I have been informed that my pink flamingo hat did NOT really look like a flamingo but something else.

Seriously, it was never ending for 2 hours straight.

Best buddies.

The big moment. It's not official until the candles are blown out.

And then we went for the pinata.

The patriarch and matriarch of the block.

And then it was over - Happy Birthday Ellabee - Part I

John had class on the night of Ellabee's birthday so we celebrated the night before with some homemade chocolate muffins. Everyone got into the action with a icing less muffin for Daddy!

Ready for the feast... and she took one bite and was done.

Anne Bailey on the other hand finished her whole cupcake... as noted by the amount of icing on her face.

On the big day, John got Ellabee up and took her to breakfast for a Daddy Date - a tradition begun when she was 3. They went to Continential and got cookies and then went off to school. She celebrated with her friends at school and then came home to celebrate the day with mom... and more chocolate muffins.

I'm Five!

Dangerous Confessions

2009-02-04T20:40:00.002-06:00

So, I know that many will read way into this little confession but it's something I must get off my chest. You may think i've lost my mind but here it is... I really really like the Duggars. You know, the people with 18 children who have a show on TLC and Discovery Health. I really think that the mom and I could be pals. Aside from the fact that between her 18 kids and my crazy life, there really wouldn't be much time... oh and then there's the fact that the live in Arkansas.

Yes, they are pretty staunch with their beliefs, but I have respect for that. And they have 18 children. Holy Cow! But all 18 seem to be (by what we see on television) to be very well-rounded and great kids. They don't watch television. She home-schools all of them. The kids are well-spoken. She is soft-spoken. They don't spank (probably one of the many things we'd disagree on). But they also don't rely on government money to feed their children. They are able to provide for them all and I really think they are great parents.

I'm thinking about ordering their new book. I can't really explain the fascination I have with them. It's kindof strange, yes... but I just think they are a great family. And I think it really could be this new bent I seem to be hung on of "live and let live." They claim Christ... really all that matters to me. I wouldn't have 18 (I will have more than 2 probably) and I would definitely tan some fanny's if and when they stepped out of line... but who am I to ask why?

I think I'm just really sick of judgment. We have so much of it these days. Everything from how someone does their hair, eats their food, feeds their children... to what I deal with of judging a parent because they can't provide for their children. I can't answer your question... I don't know why they can't provide for their children, but the fact of the matter is that they can't. Is it my job to sit back and judge them for that or is it my job to step in and help.

As a believer ... isn't it my job to help? Isn't it yours?

And when I step into help... is it that I help or how? Or with what spirit .... I spent a hour sitting on a sofa in a local nonprofit waiting last Friday. A hour waiting with a family who had been invited in and offered the opportunity to come in and select some furniture for them to take home with them. A hour with this precious family who have put all their money into caring for young men who don't have a home... so they bring them in, put their money into helping these young men and as a result don't have much furniture of use to them. So, this non-profit invited them in... to serve them. As a service to them. And we waited.

And it was an interesting situation I was in. Is it enough to provide a service to someone? Is that the end of calling? Is it enough for me to go to a soup kitchen and put in my hour or two slopping food on a tray for a homeless man coming in out of the cold? Is it enough for me to put a smile on my face and in my mind judge him for being there in the first place?

I don't know the answer, but it feels wrong. It feels wrong that we "serve" and in the back of our mind we're judging the person for why they are needing a service. It's hypocrisy at it's worse.

I sat last Friday for 1 hour. I sat while the guy we were meeting let us sit. As if saying, "yep, I'm giving you something... it's free to you... so you have to wait on my time. You have to wait. Forget your day, your schedule, your responsibilities.... you have to wait because I'm serving you."

Father God, gracious Savior, give me a heart for service but more importantly give me a heart for those I serve.

A Trip to the Park, a Skinned Knee and Ice Cream to boot

2009-02-01T20:18:00.001-06:00

What a gorgeous day we had on Sunday. I had to work all day Saturday and John had a rough week too so we took Sunday as a family day. John wanted to walk to Highlands but I had scouted out a park in the opposite direction for a picnic. Off we went. It was fun, but a little more "urban" than the parks on Highlands Ave. There were definitely reminents of the park goers the night before, but our girls are urban dwellers so it didn't phase them.

The minute we arrived, Ellabee busted it and skinned her knee. Unfortunately, the hispanic tienda across from the park had no bandaids or agua... oh well, we made do.

Laying in the park with Daddy.

Am I the only one who can't believe that she's 5?!?!?

Wrapped up on the blanket once Daddy ran off to catch Anne Bailey.

scrapped knees - a family tradition passed down from mother to daughter.

The end of any perfect day - ICE CREAM

Happy 4th Birthday Aud!

2009-01-25T15:32:00.004-06:00

I can't believe that our little girls are growing up and by little girls, I mean all the little girls AND boys in our lives. Yesterday we celebrated Audrey's 4th Birthday (Garrison turned 8 - yep, EIGHT - on Friday - Happy Day Little Man). We joined our friends in the Mickey Mouse clubhouse right in the Trimm home! Oh Tootles!

Still really can't believe that she's 4!

Freezing in the basement. It was 60 degrees and sunny the day before and then for the party it was 45 and raining. KARMA!

Banging the hell out of the pinata... a multi-cultural birthday party.

Amigos

Perhaps my favorite picture from the day. Notice Uncle Kevy's lecturing finger.... and notice Ellabee ignoring him.

Trimm / Stone picture... and how hard do you think it was to get this.

A Trip to the West Coast - in Video...

2009-01-25T14:56:00.002-06:00

San Fran Day Two... a week later

2009-01-19T14:48:00.000-06:00

The whole purpose of our trip to the West Coast was to spend time with Jen and Ben and get to know our new little nephew, Daniel. So, there really wasn't much sightseeing or anything to report on that front. One of the main things we did - or really I did - was to try new food. We had Indian Food - pretty good actually - and Middle Eastern food - not my favorite. We went to the Jerusalem Organic Kitchen on Day II and I tried Schwarma... chicken schwarma actually. It was ok. I got over cucumbers after spending a month in Russia in high school so the fact that it was loaded pretty much killed the experience for me.

Me and My Chicken Schwarma

Proof that boys will be boys and brothers, brothers. Jen gave Ben an early birthday present (funny since his bday is in June) of a lego car of some type. John was ENTHRALLED. So I guess now John's going to want to put one together... you know, when he's not working, going to graduate school and training for a half-ironman triathalon.

San Fran - Day One

2009-01-16T23:27:00.003-06:00

Day one in San Francisco was good - we're pooped. We headed out to the Muir Woods to see the Great Redwoods - the tallest living things on the planet. It was fun to hang out with Jen and Ben. Baby Daniel is .... sigh ... PRECIOUS! I got to spend some time with him this evening and it was delightful. He's such a chunk of love... no, not John - Baby Daniel.

Hanging out with Uncle John causes great emotion!

How fun to hold a baby and give him up to his mom when he starts screaming.

John and Ben hanging out with Ben's new wheels - the stroller - in the Muir Woods.

Amazed at God's Majesty in His creation!

A New Obsession...

2009-01-14T23:32:00.001-06:00

Yep, I'm knitting. I held off on doing it as long as possible for me, but I picked it up last week and I'm obsessed. Here are two of my latest projects. Stitch and Bitch anyone?

A project for Daniel. Doesn't every child need an adapted apple hat?

Just like every southern woman needs her very own knitted beer koozie.

A New Way to Handle Detention

2009-01-13T23:00:00.002-06:00

When faced with the realization that our students were not minding Detention - because they were able to get their work done - something had to be changed. In comes Clint Cvacho .... and his very own version on hell on earth for these inner city urban kids who listen only to JAMZ and have never once considered Hank Williams to be a legend.

Starting the New Year Right ... and Wrong

2009-01-09T14:21:00.007-06:00

The New Year was started with more of a cushioned day with friends rather than a bang. John took the last two weeks of the year off (which lapped over into the first five days) and I was off from school. The girls enjoyed having us around and there was little planned.

The first day of the year, we had several friends over for a New Years "Orphan's" lunch. Boston Butt, Mac n Cheese, mustard greens, black-eyed peas and ambrosia was on the menu. It was fantastic to start the year off with friends.

On a side note, I was flabbergasted to find out that some people make ambrosia with marshmallows and mayonaisse. They even sometimes congeal it! GROSS! I'm happy to report that ours is all natural and my grandfather's recipe. YUM.

Life is always fun when Doodal comes around.

Baby Lochran loved the ambrosia.

The rest of the weekend was spent hanging out around the house. From making a tent in the playroom and "fishing" on the sofa the girls enjoyed spending time together and having fun in the house.

Can't make it to the Bay? Head over to the sofa and with a baton, ribbon and a play food fish, you have your own fishing expedition.

Dreaming of Disney

We were all shocked that her mouth could get that big.

A tent to beat all tents. A great place for a picnic... which we had.

Outside of the house, we tried out the new bike Santa brought for Ellabee which meant her trike was open for Anne Bailey - Ellabee very graciously gave her tricycle to Anne Bailey. There was even a hand over ceremony.

Anne Bailey took a spin on her new wheels.

And then the wrong part of the New Years... a broken toe.

And I broke my toe - please excuse the condition of my toes... in desperate need of a pedi.

John's Christmas Gift... No really.

2009-01-03T16:35:00.004-06:00

John got a set of Bike rollers for Christmas. I had to have the camera rolling when he tried them out for the first time. And of course make a movie of it for all the world to enjoy.

New Years Day Lunch

2009-01-01T16:00:00.000-06:00

For New Year's we had a group of friends over for our traditional New Years Orphan's Lunch. Boston Butt, Macaroni and Cheese, Collards and Black-Eyed peas were on the menu not to mention my grandfather's Ambrosia. I was shocked to find out that most people fix ambrosia with marshmallows and mayonaisse and some horribly congeal it. OH GOODNESS. Don't fear, our ambrosia is all natural and fantastic.

Several orphans joined us... a good time was had by all.

Baby Lochran enjoyed the ambrosia... about 4 hours after it was eaten by his mama.

We always look for a good excuse to pull out the good china.

Fun times are had when Doodal comes around.

New Years Celebrations

2009-01-01T09:35:00.004-06:00

We rung out 2008 last night with a 4:45 dinner at Chick-fil-a and a trip to Wal-mart. Man do we feel OLD! We had several options for partying and wanted to make all of them, but alas. We were in bed at 9:30 and asleep by 9:45... neither one of us woke up to ring in the New Year. Sounds like a great night to me.

We did decide to fire up the new fire pit in our front yard and cook s'mores with the girls. Of course, Daddy didn't want one... the girls "I don't like this" and Mommy ended up eating them all. Anne Bailey and Ellabee did fill up on about 20 marshmellows, graham crackers and chocolate sticks... I'm not sure why the combination warrants a "I don't like this" but anyway - a good time was had by all.

Daddy had to help Anne Bailey roast her marshmallows.

A funny thing that did happen is that Matt, our former across the street neighbor who now lives up the hill thought John was a homeless man rummaging in the yard looking for sticks... I think it was the 80s era hat - my hat from my youth.

warming up by the fire - for some reason we choose to do these outdoor things on the coldest nights of the season... it was about 35 degrees.

We finally got the fire going... and it went and went and went - long after we'd gone in.

Gettin' Fed at the Shed

2008-12-27T16:00:00.002-06:00

So, for those of you who don't know... John Stone is quite the "foodie". So, for the past two times in Fairhope, we've considered heading across the Mississippi state-line to The Shed. It was about a hour away from the Bay which was a nice drive. John and I, the girls, Missy, Mother and Amy all went along for the ride.

It was some of the best barbeque I've every had. John ate a rack and half of baby back ribs which were the most tender I've ever seen. Literally, he picked up a rib bone and the meat fell off. YUM.

Before

After

The champion eater of the family.

Maw Maw and Ellabee enjoyed it too.

Christmas in Fairhope

2008-12-26T13:19:00.000-06:00

We arrived in Fairhope after an eventful trip from Tallahassee down I-10. Actually, Molly will never again be allowed to load the roof box because about 10 minutes down the interstate, the roof box popped open and our luggage (some of it) blew out onto the interstate. It was truly one of those Clark Grisswold moments! I wish I had footage of John sprinting out into the middle of the road to retrieve his cowboy boots, but alas... I was more concerned with him getting hit by the same 18 wheeler that put a direct hit on my pillow. I'll miss you old friend.

We arrived in Fairhope a little frazzled but ready to celebrate. We immediately went to Dollar General to replenish the items we lost on the road and then over to Amy and Emery's for their annual Christmas oyster eating extravaganza.

Anne Bailey was into Aunt Amy's tree.

It was so humid in Fairhope. Check the Shirley Temple curls.

We decided to be different this year and entice Santa with a different snack. This year the reindeer got special reindeer food and Santa had cinnamon rolls waiting for him.

Christmas morning was fun. We woke up to find Amy, Emery and the boys in the den waiting for us. They had gotten up at 4 am so they came to wake us up at 6 am. The girls had a ball tearing into their presents and looking at all the great things Santa packed in his sleigh for them.

Christmas morning - what did Santa bring?

Anne Bailey took a ride on her new Roller Coaster.

Amy and Emery under their pile of presents.

Ellabee taking a turn on the roller coaster ride.

After Santa viewing and testing, we had a big family breakfast and then jumped into the presents.

The big Christmas feast - breakfast - YUM!

Daddy... need I say more?

Maw Maw and Anne Bailey with the sweet baby doll.

After Christmas morning, we headed over to Emery's family Christmas where Ellabee got to pick Satsumas in the orchard. It was quite the taste of home for John. Fresh citrus right off the tree.

Ellabee in the Satsuma Orchard.

.On our way to pick some Citrus.

The rest of the weekend was spent riding around the yard and playing on our new toys. It was a nice relaxing Christmas.

Ellabee and her new wheels.

And driving around in the Gator.

Christmas Day I

2008-12-22T16:47:00.004-06:00

We've been in Tallahassee for 24 hours and it's been a pretty packed time! Whoo, we're already tired and the festivities have only just begun. Thankfully, I have connection to the internet here, so I can get on the blog and facebook to escape reality for a bit.

Last night, the Stone / Mayfield / Thompson family (both of Lee's sisters and two of John's first cousins with their wives and little baby) came for dinner. We had a great time catching up and spending time together. The girls are hyped up being around so many people wanting to hug and love on them. Ellabee is having a bit of a problem with detox today... or is it a sugar high. We can't really tell.

This morning we got up and headed to Barnaby's Pizza Inn. Barnaby's is a must on our list of things to do each time we come home to Tallahassee. John swears it's the best pizza ever made... and I agree that it's pretty good pizza - but we enjoy making the trek across town each time (especially because Target is right across the road).

Once we got home today, we were shooed away from the house so that preparations could be made for a tea party. While Anne Bailey slept, Mimi had Ellabee, Sidney (a granddaughter of Brim's good friend, Mrs. Wiley) and the triplettes from across the street came over for two hours of cookie decorating and gingerbread house building. Then, several ladies from the extended family / friends in town came over for tea and cookies. A good time was had by all - and we're whipped.

Anne Bailey is loving being out from the city. We've seen a fox and heard a male owl calling amourously to other ladies of the night.

Going up to the woodpile to get firewood - it's cold here!

Snuggling up in a warm coat.

Miss McCarter visited for the tea. Miss McCarter was John's 3rd grade teacher and taught Lee (John's dad) in the 2nd grade.

Ellabee with her work of art.

The work of art gingerbread house a la Ellabee Stone

The girls who came to help with the tea party.

The Stone siblings: Mary Lois Mayfield, Lee Stone and Nancy Thompson

The Girls' Christmas Parties

2008-12-19T20:11:00.003-06:00

The girls got to celebrate the season with their friends at school today. It was their "day at home" with me, but we made the 4 block trek across the way to go to the parties. Ellabee got to go to a presentation of Babes in Toyland this morning so she had a full day.

Sisters - gotta love your sister.

Anne Bailey's most favorite teacher (and she isn't even Anne Bailey's teacher)... Miss Yo Yo.

Cheetos and cookies - what a party!

A Note from the Dog

2008-12-16T19:30:00.000-06:00

Dear Neighbors...

My mom and Dad said that I had to write a note apologizing for what I've done. But you see, I really think that what I've done is a good thing. They say that I'm a bad boy because I ate your Christmas present (about 2 lbs of fudge). But I think that I actually saved you 5,000 calories.

Merry Christmas!
Fennigan

Christmas with Children's Dance Foundation

2008-12-15T16:30:00.000-06:00

Ellabee's dance class at Children's Dance Foundation had a lovely Christmas party and performance. They practiced and then the parents were invited to come into the room for their performance as snowflakes. Then they had snacks.

Snack time after the performance.

Preparing to dance.

The dance of the snowflakes

The Birthday Bash - Brought to you by the Letter A and Number 2

2008-12-13T22:46:00.004-06:00

The deed is done. We've eaten cake, opened the presents and sang happy birthday. She's two years old - it's official. Today family and a few friends descended on our house for the birthday party. Good fellowship and fun was had by all. We missed several friends but everyone had good reasons for not being present :) Being one of the friends in the past that just couldn't pull it all together to make it to a birthday party - I grant pardon. Here are some pictures from the day:

AB and E with two of their very precious friends... really cousins... Brooke and Caroline.

Edgars cakes are always the best... a little difficult to work with, those people... but the cake is the best there is!

For the amusement park ride portion of the party - the TJ free-fall.

Opening presents with Brooke, Caroline and Ellabee

Sweet Kennedy was our two year old friend for the party.

On a different note, I have a take-away from today. Please don't find this irreverent, a good friend of my sisters passed away this week after suffering a brain tumor. This man was full of life and fun and just a great guy. Instead of mourning him in the traditional fashion, his family and friends have decided to celebrate his life with a party on the river where they live... a ceremonial pledge from his former SAE brothers from the University of Alabama and then his ashes will be... and wait for this... blown out of a cannon (a real cannon) over the river. What a way to be celebrated!

Congratulations Marsi and TJ on your engagement - we're SOOOO happy for you.

The Hays - Franklin family

T-W-O Years Old

2008-12-12T22:25:00.003-06:00

Happy Happy Happy Day Anne Bailey. Today Anne Bailey turned 2. We will celebrate in the morning, but today was spent thinking a lot about how the past two years have flown by. I can't believe that my baby is 2 years old. I can't believe that this little one has been in our lives for 2 years. Two years ago right now, her Daddy hadn't even met her (he was striken with the flu the day before our scheduled c-section) and she was just a little bit of sugar with brown hair galore and a pursed lip that had me the minute she stuck it out.

Two years ago we were in the hospital discussing how this little baby would be almost two when this election was over. Two years ago, I was trying to figure out how my heart had doubled in size with the ability to love another just as much as I loved my first born... two years - wow, what a two years it has been.

The two year old... with her celebratory cinnamon toast.

Welcome Daniel Compton!

2008-12-11T22:39:00.001-06:00

John and I are proud uncle and aunt to a new little nephew. Daniel Compton Stone was born this evening in California to John's brother Ben and his wife, Jen... We're so very happy that there is a new little Stone... welcome to the world little one - you are already loved!

Polar Express Party and One on One with Santa (twice)

2008-12-07T11:00:00.000-06:00

This past weekend was delightfully ripe with Christmas parties, time with Santa and then more time with Santa and Mrs. Claus. First, we hosted a Polar Express movie night in the frigid air but we had it. We had hot chocolate with peppermint, hot apple cider and peppermint sugar cookies. We had hot-dogs and chips and a lot of fun.

Wrapped up tight with down comforters and hats, scarves and mittens we enjoyed the company of our friends and family... the crisp in the air and a fun start to the holiday season.

Our make-shift movie theater...

wrapped up snug as bugs in rugs... and it was still cold.

the official photo with the big man. Ellabee did well, Anne Bailey was apprehensive, but willing to sit and smile - well, smirk.

and later at Gran D's... we got to spend some more time discussing all the different amenities we'd like on our bike from Santa.

We Need a LIttle Christmas

2008-12-01T21:00:00.000-06:00

I had the house pretty much decorated two days prior to Thanksgiving. It's actually totally against everything that I believe in regarding getting ready for Christmas, but with Thanksgiving being so late this year, I had to go ahead and get started. So, I decorated early and let the girls help a little along the way. Meanwhile, as I ran around like a chicken, the girls had a good time playing around with my shoes and getting into all sorts of trouble throughout the house.

Of course, I had to get the pictures of the girls in front of the tree with their precious Christmas clothes. As you can see, the girls just didn't really cooperate. Kindof funny trying to snap photos of the girls with little AB running all over the house.

Look - there she is... and there she goes!

She's back again... just not looking at the camera

And the one usable photo didn't have Anne Bailey in it at all.

Anne Bailey did cooperate with the annual Santa photo.

And after the fun, it was time for some playing with Mommy and Daddy's shoes.

Things For Which to Give Thanks

2008-11-29T20:27:00.005-06:00

Tonight my father-in-law used the word "Gynocological" in a sentence. Just dwell on that for a moment - it was disturbing for me as well.

Anyway, gobble gobble friends. We are glad for the giving of the thanks and a week off from normal life - but I am also ready to admit that it's going to be nice to get into the swing of the holidays. My house is decorated, the tree is trimmed and we've made our first batch of cookies. yee haw - it's Christmas.

The Thanksgiving holiday started with a bang at the annual Dobson family (and many MANY others) Thanksgiving. There were 50 in attendance this year. After the madness, which included a rather large kitchen fire which spiced up the evening - thank goodness the sweet potatoes were saved in the trauma.

My Daddy and my girl's Daddy... ready for the feast.

Spending some time with Paw Paw

The crew from Crestwood Christian Church. How funny!

The next morning, we stayed in our pajamas for the entire day. The men left (mine went to run and see the James Bond movie - the others went to kill woodland creatures) and the women (both big and small) watched the parade, dog show, looked through circulars and shopped online. We did go to Walmart for a re-con mission Thanksgiving evening - but I remained in my pjs for the trip.

Checking the online ads on Thanksgiving morning.

Watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade

Precious - couldn't resist putting this in here.

At 5:15 am (yep, AM) on Friday, we headed out for the annual shopping trip. 12 hours later and finished with all my shopping (including for my angels from work) we stopped at Jim N Nicks for dinner - YUM. And I headed home.

12 hours of shopping... done!

So glad to add Marsi this year to our crew... she is my other sister after-all

Saturday morning, we decorated the tree... made a run to Publix and cooked for the gathering at our house to watch UA stomp AU into the ground - I mean, come-on... before you get mad - isn't 36 - 0 a stomping? ROLL TIDE! I'm so glad that I don't have to endure another year of obnoxious behavior. Praise the Lord.... on many fronts - a good weekend for all.

And then there was game-day. Anne Bailey had a sticker like the other kiddos.

Can I get a Roll Tide from the under 12 crew?

One of Those Kind of Weeks

2008-11-26T09:20:00.002-06:00

It's been a good week - although "one of those" as well. I think this picture best illustrates my life (our life) in one photographic image.

A great blessing has been that I've had a lot of Shrimp and Grits orders lately - but I'm happy to say that they are all finished, so bring on more. The blessing in that is I've made enough to be able to afford Christmas. I say that jokingly, but the reality of a ministry job (although definitely my calling) has set in and it's tight... which I know that it's tight for everyone, right? Anyway, I've been sewing A LOT... but not without drama. Monday, as I was sewing (and holding Anne Bailey), I managed to run my hand under the needle of my machine while it was going. A trip to the emergency room later and I walked out with a tetnus shot and a wicked bandage. No sutures but a lot to talk about. I learned that lesson.

I'm also working my regular job and a couple of others that I've picked up along the way. John's job has definitely not slowed down and while he did take the week off, he spent yesterday in the office - sigh.

The girls have spent a normal week so far, but are getting excited about the cousins coming tonight for the holiday. I'm also getting pumped about the annual shopping day on Friday and have been looking online to check prices, etc. so that we don't get caught up in the craziness and come home with 5 crock pots just because I think they are a good deal (I still have a couple of those actually).

Our good friend Brian did come over to take photos of the family Monday and that was a great time. I can't wait to get the pictures. Brian is so SOOOOO talented and I love his eye and the pictures he's shot before... if you are looking for a photographer, he is well WELL worth the money.

And then there's beer... I've found myself craving it this week. Problem? I think not. Gobble Gobble.

Two Full Weeks of .... Nothing, Really

2008-11-16T21:19:00.005-06:00

It feels like the past two weeks have been crazy, but when I look back on my past two weeks with the girls - there's really nothing significant to point to. Well, not that I don't think that time spent with my kiddos and at work isn't significant, but it really seems crazy that I don't have a treatise or some amazing creation to show for it.

Here are some pictures from the past two weeks! Enjoy.

Is that a bucket head or...

It's Anne Bailey!

Our most favorite past time - cleaning.

Running with Daddy... in the cool, really COLD, air.

We headed over to the Trimms for some time with the gang. Ellabee greatly enjoyed running Capp around the parking lot.

John and I did get to go to a ballgame, afterall. Thanks Kev and Laurie for the hookup with tickets to the Miss State game - can I get a Roll Tide?

Riding the birthday party circuit - we celebrated Andrew's upcoming 3rd on December 26th

John scaled the storage shed for kicks and giggles.

A Birthday Party and a Black Tie Event, All In One Day

2008-11-01T22:00:00.000-05:00

November brought a big weekend of excitement in the Home of Stone. We started with the Halloween Party the night before and then Ellabee and I were invited to Maisy's 3rd birthday party. Finally, John and I had the Children's Hospital gala that night. A fun time was had by all. That, coupled with a good Homecoming game at UA and a great game between Ole Miss and Auburn as well as the upset of Texas in the UT v. Texas Tech game... well, can I get a Roll Tide Roll?

Maisey was the big birthday princess celebrating 3 Years Old!

Like little birds waiting to be fed.

On Guard! The games began quickly once we arrived.

And just like that they were done.

Time for the gala!

All Hallows Eve

2008-10-31T22:00:00.001-05:00

This year, we decided to not travel outside of our community but celebrate one of the great things about Halloween. It's one of the only times in the modern age when we come out of our homes and actually see our neighbors ... so we decided to stick at home and not head over the mountain to Vestavia. It was GREAT fun! The only blight on the night was an incident with Taco Soup that had a few of our guests with issues the next day (the beans didn't get done after 24 hours of soaking AND cooking for 6 hours - what's that about?).

It really was fun and something we'll definitely do it again! Holiday Party watching a movie in the front yard anyone?

Getting ready for the big night.

The Bumble Bee was not buzzingly happy!

Mommy and her little poodle

SInce not otherwise engaged (with the birth of the much anticipated baby - GRRRR) the Hunters dropped by for a visit.

Mommy and her little Angel and Poodle.

Getting treats!

Check out the amount of trick or treaters we had!!!

And at the end of it all, Ding Dong the Witch was Dead!

Fall at the Bay

2008-10-26T17:00:00.000-05:00

John and I decided pretty much last minute on Thursday that we were going to head South to the Bay for the weekend. While it was pretty cold, the girls did actually dip a toe or two or their entire bodies into the water... for a few minutes. The majority of the weekend was spent on Football. Friday night - discussing Auburn's loss. Saturday - at the boys' ballgames and Saturday night - watching the Tide stomp the Vols. ROLL TIDE.

It was very nice to get away from the Ham for the weekend. While John and I were connected with our phones, we were away from being able to do anything other than sit back, enjoy our family and take care of the girls. John got some good running in and I was able to spend some time with my sister and mom. We're back - refreshed and wondering when we can go back.

Aunt Amy took some of the keeper duties during Chancellor's game so that we could watch him play.

Ellabee and her favorite (well one of her favorites) ball player. Chancellor - the wide receiver.

Anne Bailey enjoyed being outside at the ball park.

Funny how nervous Daddy and Emery were during the game. Chancellor and Ellabee joined them on the fence line to watch Garrison - the outside strong side linebacker who had a sack during the game.

Spending time with Daddy.

Garrison's in there some-where.

Paw Paw and his girls on the Miss Ellabee Anne.

Ellabee got in Paw Paw's waiters... or is it weighters?

The whole fam turned our attention to Knoxville Saturday night.

The modern day family - communicating via iPhone and Treo. Notice even my mom is on the iPhone.

Anne Bailey

2008-10-20T13:37:00.003-05:00

Couldn't Resist!

Hairspray ROCKS My World

2008-10-20T13:29:00.002-05:00

So, Ellabee got hold of a neon green sharpie marker yesterday while wearing my most favorite courdoroy smocked dress AND then John got black sharpie marker on a brand new Greg Norman (read: NOT CHEAP) golf shirt at an event last night. After doing a little research on the web, I learned that I should try hairspray on the stain. I sprayed it about 5 times, letting it sit about 5 minutes each time and scrubbing it with a toothbrush. IT WORKED!!!!! There is a tiny little mark where the marker was, but only I know it's there.

Nothing like My Sister

2008-10-17T15:47:00.001-05:00

The girls have been playing so well together lately. Yes, we have our occasional blowups, but I expect that to happen well into their 30s. Regardless, they are super cute when they play so sweetly together and I have to honest that it takes everything I have to not start laughing when they argue. I see a great friendship blossoming.

They stayed like this for about five minutes. Anne Bailey had her head in Ellabee's lap and Ellabee was playing with her hair.

Anne Bailey loves to read and Ellabee loves to "read" to her. You should listen to the stories. It all rhymes, but it's pretty nonsensical.

Sitting among the books.

Playing with the bubbles in the tub.

Racing for a Cure... With Hope

2008-10-11T18:00:00.002-05:00

Last year in October, some of my girlfriends and I decided that we wanted to walk in the Race for the Cure 5K benefitting cancer research. It was a great experience. Very uplifting AND extremely emotional but on a non-personal level. I was amazed at all the "In Memory" of and "In Celebration" of signs everyone had. I think I put my Aunt Renetta down on my sign, which while she was my aunt and she did have breast cancer, her diagnosis and treatment happened so distant from me and what I knew or even understood as a child.

As I walked last year, I was thankful for the women who have fought this disease and won... I was sad for the women who had fought this disease and lost but most of all I was thankful that I knew very few people close to me that had been effected by breast cancer.

1 month later, we found out that my dear friend and cubicle mate at the time - who was also 30 weeks pregnant and 31 years old - had stage 2 breast cancer. We joked on this Saturday as we walked as part of the "Mac Pack" that "we'd been through so much this past year..." being sarcastic because of the praise they were heaping on the shoulders of the walkers for just being out there. And yep, I have to admit that this time 1 year ago, there was a bit of pride in my walking... but this year, there was nothing about my pride or even me involved. We were walking with hope, honoring a cherished friend who fought the battle of her life this past year and for the time being (and hopefully for the next 50 some odd years) has won. I pray for all the women out there fighting that they will win this fight and I pray for my daughters that by the time they are 30 with daughters of their own, this disease will be cured so that we don't have to lose any moms or daughters, or aunts or sisters anymore.

Love you Lara and I'm so glad that you are my friend and a fighter.

Lara with Bennett and Will

Ready to Walk for Hope and a Cure... for all our daughters

The Wishy Washy Woman

2008-10-07T20:40:00.003-05:00

In the deep dark jungle, where nobody goes... there's a wishy washy washer woman ... vacuuming.

I love this Thing

2008-10-07T20:38:00.002-05:00

OK, so I went on a bit of a spending spree - with the blessing of my sweet husband - this week. This is perhaps my most favorite gadget ever (with the exception of the iPhone). It's how I'm getting video of the girls... it rocks my world - check it out.

The iFlip - LOVE IT!

Playing around in the Stone Home after Dinner

2008-10-06T21:13:00.005-05:00

We're learning how to do this - bear with us.

Weekend in Review

2008-10-05T20:04:00.006-05:00

This was a pretty filled weekend. Mimi came in for the weekend to help out a bit and spend some time with the girls. She was a big help indeed! Friday night, John and I headed out to Columbiana for the Restoration Academy v. Sumpter Academy football game. Yeppers, RA plays our home games at Cornerstone Christian Academy in Columbiana... we don't have a field and BSC's field wasn't ready for the season (and we couldn't convince the other private school in Birmingham - located on Lakeshore Road - to let us use their field). Anyway, John claims to have never been to a high school football game, so we headed out to RA's first home game of season. Go Bulldogs! It was a win - 18 to 6.

The Press Box Three - a scary combination...

Steve, Renji and Ben

(English Teacher, Math Teacher, Principal)

Saturday morning, after a great time in Columbiana, I packed the car with coolers of water and headed to Fairfield for the 2nd Focus on Fairfield volunteer event. We had about 150 volunteers come alongside 20 or so students to do community service work in the Fairfield community. We worked in the community garden, "limbing up" the sidewalks and clearing debris from three abandoned properties that we've been able to get through CityWorks in order to renovate and turn over into affordable housing for families in the community. It was a fantastic day!

Is that a Bug or is it a Junior?

The youth group from Mountain Brook Community Church joined in our efforts and were assigned to help with the Community Garden... and respite in the middle of Fairfield. I want a community garden SO bad.

American Gothic? RA's own personal interpretation.

Our own Fairfield People Mover! Thanks With These Hands for the Coker's new privacy fence!

After Focus on Fairfield, we hung out and watched the UA game - Roll Tide... and the AU game - Roll Tide. Then we got up this morning and went to Whole Foods for brunch - I HIGHLY RECOMMEND... and then off to Montgomery for a Children's Hospital "Child of Children's" Event. The girls got to go and had an absolute ball. It was well worth the trip after a fun, but tiring weekend.

Well, We figured out that Anne Bailey has an unnatural fear of characters. What seemed to skip Ellabee, has landed on Anne Bailey. She was TERRIFIED of the Montgomery Cardinal and Dora... oh well.

Ellabee got her face painted. She was the prettiest princess kitty there!

Meeting Dora was certainly a highlight!

And then out came the cotton candy - oh my.

But nothing compared to the Black Elvis - no really, that's his name... The Black Elvis (google it)

Christmas and Confessions

2008-10-01T21:36:00.005-05:00

So, it feels pretty nice to have Christmas for my girls (presents from the jolly man that is) done by the end of September! I finised off Anne Bailey's today and now have a 5 foot x 3 foot x 2 foot box in the back of my car that I am trying to hide from the 4 year old... yeah, didn't quite think that one out. Ellabee is getting a bike this year and Anne Bailey is getting a little roller coaster thing - like they have at kid's gym in Vestavia. The bike is still at the bike shop... didn't think that out either.

I found this at Sams - for about 1/2 the price they sell it for at amazon!!!! Of course I grabbed it, but without thinking through the ramifications of purchasing a very large present 3 full months before Christmas! HELP! Any storage space available? I'm hoping my parents will help me take it to F'hope, along with Ellabee's bike that we also found this weekend.

Ok... enough about Christmas... confessions. I have been thinking about confessing some things for a while.

Confession 1: I throw dog poop over our back yard fence into our neighbors yard... I must qualify this that his back yard is really a mosquito breeding battleground that is overgrown with weeds and various car parts he's thrown there. The area that I use as our personal pooper scooper removal depot is also the same place where, four years ago, he decided to burn trash, in the middle of Birmingham, and proceeded to build a 6 foot high bon fire that almost burned my house down AND melted the vinyl siding off his.

Confession 2: I called the fire department. He, to this day, doesn't know it was me... but it was. Our house is 102 years old - made of wood and would go up like London in the 1600s. I CALLED THE FIRE DEPARTMENT

Confession 3: I ate two pieces of chocolate cake tonight... and justified it because the recipe had 4 zuchinis cut up in it - that makes it healthy, right?

OK, so I feel better. Lighter even... well, my mind is lighter... my body - well, heavier (remember, 2 pieces of cake).

A Saturday in the Life

2008-09-28T15:10:00.002-05:00

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.

Our First Sleep Over

2008-09-20T20:08:00.001-05:00

Well, we bit the bullet. Ellabee and Audrey have been asking to have a sleep over for weeks, perhaps MONTHS it feels like. So Laurie invited Ellabelle to come over last night. I dropped her off at their house yesterday at 4:30. You would have thought there were summering in Europe!

Jumping on the bed in excitement!

So precious! Laurie and I were looking at all of their pictures together, starting with when they were little bitty babies and going to the night they each had ice cream for the first time and to this night - what memories.

They were asleep in the bed by 8:34! Laurie sent me this picture last night with an update. Then they got up at 6:30 - right on schedule. We'll have Aud here next... but there's going to have to be some recoup time first!

We'll Be Coming 'round the Mountain When we Come

2008-09-15T18:38:00.000-05:00

We headed to the mountains of North Carolina for a family weekend with Mimi and Papa and Uncle Ben and Aunt Jen. The weather was incredible and the girls had an absolute ball. We stayed at the house in Hayesville, once Granny and Weo's home on the "creek". There's a rushing creek about 20 feet across and about knee deep at its deepest point for the girls (and Daddy) to play in.

The house is fantastic. Air conditioned, three bedroom and two bath with a fully stocked kitchen. We were able to bring in food AND run to the local Ingles for necessities while being away and out of any type of cell phone / internet range. I will say that not having the ability to get service was both liberating and nerve-racking. Especially for my precious husband who actually had me drive into Hayesville proper so he could get bars on his Treo and send an email. Seriously?

Anyway, here are some pictures from the weekend. It was so nice to hangout with Ben and Jen for a bit. Their little bundle is due December 3rd, so this was their last trip before their two become three. We're eagerly awaiting the birth of our new niece or nephew!

We went over to Franklin to visit Mimi and Papa at the Stone Family cabin (the house on the creek is the Shuford Family cabin). John's grandfather was an educator who believed that even though he brought his three children up to the Mountains of North Carolina each summer, they should never fall behind on their studies. He put up this chalkboard and had the children (Lee and his sisters, Lo and Nan) work on their arithmetic and spelling. the girls enjoyed it many years later.

The flowers in NC are still in full bloom and beautiful. I was particularly taken with these black-eyed susans just outside the cabin along the creek bank.

This recipe was taped to the wall in the kitchen of the Franklin cabin. Jen and I were intrigued. We'll have to try it - looks yummy and I have a feeling that it was one of Gigi's favorites.

The minute we got there everyone got in the creek. It was COLD but so very fun. John built a dam for the girls so that the water would pool a little better. They loved walking in the water finding MANY many different critters, like crawfish and salamanders.

There were a lot of rocks for Anne Bailey to sit upon in the water. She was just happy with that arrangement.

Ellabee and Uncle Ben spent a lot of time together.

I spent a lot of time acting as troll on the bridge refusing passage to the little people among us unless they were accompanied by an adult.

Ellabee with Kenny the Mudbug

Sometimes it's just too cold to play in that water. I sat on the big rock and warmed up little bodies.

Sitting with Uncle Ben at the Franklin Cabin. Ellabee and Anne Bailey love love LOVE their Uncle Ben and Aunt Jen. We wish they didn't live so far away but also know that they love being in California.

A New Member of the Stone Fam

2008-09-11T18:32:00.001-05:00

Well, there's a new member of the Stone family - no, we're not that callous to make any announcement like that on the blog... but we WOULD like to introduce you to John's new bike. You would think with the fanfare and considerable consternation endured in the decision process of bringing home this new little bundle of 14 lb joy that this would be as important as the new addition of an offspring, daughter, child of our family... well, to John - pretty much.

Welcome to the Tri Bike. I don't know what kind it is, I don't know what it's qualities are - all I know is that my husband is very happy.

A Trip to the Lake

2008-09-08T15:18:00.004-05:00

One of our board members at Restoration and his beautiful family invited us to Lake Martin for an overnight get-away. I was able to get away from my home as well and accompany the three young ladies from Restoration who were able to go. We had a ball and I was so touched by the care and thought the Davis family had put into the weekend. Our girls had an experience that they will be talking about for a while. It even spurred more talk about more things we can do. I have a feeling I'm going to become the RA cruise director pretty soon.

The RA girls with Mr. and Mrs. Davis and their daughter Grace Ann.

Ar'Shundra and Asia experimented with the slings

Janey and Tootie watching their parents on the inner tube.

Ready to head out on the tube.

A Prayer for Morning Coffee Time

2008-09-02T21:31:00.003-05:00

I really love my coffee. Man, I really REALLY love my coffee. There's something about the warmth of the cup and having the coffee pot to return to a couple of times. With each sip, I usually am praying through my day - things I need to get accomplished, things I hope don't happen, things I hope do. Prayers for my children and my husband and my friends and family. prayers for patience and ability to mother my children lovingly but sternly. Prayer that I get it all done.

I went to the bookstore today - do you know they actually have stores with only books in them? - and came across a couple of books for John and I to read through together. One caught my eye: Prayers for People Under Pressure by Johnathan Aitken. Aitken, apparently, is quite the controversial figure in the UK. He was jailed for perjury after serving in Parliament and met Christ there. He has since published multiple books and essays about the Christian faith. As I was flipping through the pages, I came upon this prayer by another person I've never heard of and am therefore wary - Richard J Foster, a Quaker pastor. I want to research a little more about these men, but I'm intrigued. Anyway, here's the prayer that stuck with me and now is taped up above my coffee spot so that I see it each morning:

Somehow, Jesus, I like praying with a cup of coffee in my hands. I guess the warmth of the cup settles me and speaks with the warmth of your love. I hold the cup against my cheek and listen, hushed and still. I blow on the coffee and drink. O Spirit of God, blow across my little life and let me drink in your great life.

Come Lord Jesus, come in the coffee moments and quiet moments and remind me that each moment is sacred.

A Big ROOOOLLLLL TIDE Roll from the Stone Family

2008-08-30T15:17:00.002-05:00

Much like the first day of school, the first day of summer, Christmas morning and all other things great, the first day of football season is a day for celebration in the home of Stone. With low expectations for the season, we are looking forward to Bama football and want to wish you all a wonderful first kickoff day! Roll Tide!

Time at Home with the Girls

2008-08-26T21:27:00.003-05:00

John and I have been pretty intentional this week about spending some time at home. The girls get strung out by Thursday night (being in school three days straight) and then with our schedule lately, we've been gone a lot at night. So, we were home all weekend and then every night this week (except tomorrow) and then we're going to the Bay this weekend with Daddy in tow. All that being said, we've had some fun days at home.

AND with it raining for three days straight, we've gotten pretty creative in how we (I) keep the girls occupied: with friends, with paint, with food and with our fantastic playroom!

Our friends Will and Bennett came over for a few hours Monday - they had such a fantastic time!

Lounging on the sofa with the Stone girls.

Will is such a precious little boy - so caring.

Time with Daddy looking at the Baby Books.

*** On a side note - watching the Democratic Convention... you know, you have to see what everyone is saying... but does anyone else think that Bill Clinton is in desperate need of a haircut - it looks like a bouffant.

Casino Night - Goofing around with Friends

2008-08-23T22:29:00.005-05:00

Alan and Elizabeth were kind enough to invite John and I to tag along to AIDS Alabama's Red Hot Casino night at WorkPlay. We had a great time and got a little goofy at the Blackjack table with the camera.

Funny enough, John was complimented on "winning the prize and being the best dressed man in the room." We think Jim was trying to pick him up.

Here he is with our friend Alan - not Jim.

I didn't really catch on that we were supposed to make silly faces.

Super model posing. Elizabeth could actually pass - me, not so much.

In that it was an AIDS Alabama event, there were a lot of "alternative lifestyle" friends there. Elizabeth and I just played along. She's having my baby and we're very happy.

Kiki and Doodal (not pictured, obviously) were also able to come. Kiki is apparently a Blackjack SUPERSTAR player and taught the rest of us the ropes.

New Favorite Picture

2008-08-23T22:26:00.004-05:00

Here's my new favorite picture of Ellabee. I have been experimenting with hair wear... new hair clips for the girls. They don't like bows, but I like girlie so we're compromising and I'm using felt along with some embroidery skills and making them clips. Here's a little pumpkin one I did. I was trying to get a picture of the clip for Shrimp & Grits and caught this of the bee. I love love love it!

Anne Bailey's Personality

2008-08-23T10:27:00.003-05:00

She's a bit like her mom, a bit like her dad. She likes to clean, and cuddle. She loves to eat and doesn't really get into over exerting herself. She likes to sleep late and go to bed early. She's a wild one and can hold her own with her big sister. She's outspoken, strong-willed and independent... she's everything you want a little girl to be in this world... and then again, she makes me want to pull my hair out. She's precious and she's ours.

Our new favorite past-time... running the dust buster. I'm not complaining!

Our blue-eyed girl!

reserved one minute...

... and wide open the next.

Sleepy Summer Days

2008-08-22T21:49:00.002-05:00

It's pretty hot here. Apparently there's a tropical storm coming but right now, it's hot. How do you combat August in Alabama? Ice Cream, pool playdates and outside time only in the morning.

It's been a pretty crazy week in the Stone home. John's been gone four nights this week and I've been "single moming" it with the girls. I was about to the end of my rope tonight when John finally walked through the door tonight - but we made it. Here are a couple of pics from the week:

Popsicles are YUMMY on a 102 degree day!

First "big girl" picture. She's not a baby anymore and this is the first pic that captured that little girl look.

You know what, it's just too darn hot to play. I think we'll just sit in the shade and lounge.

And the Canning Continues

2008-08-17T20:00:00.000-05:00

So, the canning continues. John has accused me of morphing into a 70 year old woman and asked me when I was going to start darning. I don't think he even knows what darning is - to be honest, I don't even know exactly what darning is... perhaps I'll research it and try just to spite him.

While at Pepper Place yesterday I got it in my mind that it would be a good idea to buy a bushel of lady peas... a BUSHEL is a heck of a lot of peas... just in case you've ever wondered. From that bushel, I've canned 14 pint jars and 6 quart jars. Holy cow, it was a lot of peas. Then I went and did another 6 pint jars of blueberry jam and I also did five jars of peach butter Thursday night. It was supposed to cook for 12 hours and be ready - 36 hours later, it was ready to jar. But, by far it's the best thing I've made. Here's the count so far:

20 jars of lady peas

6 jars of blueberry jam

6 jars of peach butter

7 jars of peach preserves

6 jars of green beans

8 jars of apply jelly

6 jars of pickled okra

4 jars of squash

4 jars of salsa

I have about a 2 sq foot space of shelving left in my pantry and about 6 quart jars and 10 pint jars left - any ideas on what I can can? can you do anything with butternut squash - or what about pumpkin? pumpkin butter? HUM....

Honor for my Paw Paw

2008-08-16T21:00:00.000-05:00

My grandfather was inducted posthumously into the Amateur Softball Hall of Fame last night. It was a nice honor for him, an incredible pitcher who played on various leagues in Birmingham throughout the 50s, 60s and 70s. More importantly, it was nice to have our family (minus Emery and my girls) together for the night.

Some highlights from the evening:

1. when the older gentleman emcee (you imagine the crowd at this event) told everyone that the program would start in 5 minutes and the ladies should go to the "sandbox" now... as in litter box - meow.

2. when the same said gentleman invited everyone to join the board of the Amateur Softball Association at their next meeting where the men "get to business" and the women "sit around a gossip."

Those are just a few of the Patriarchal and chauvinistic remarks endured. We were hysterical at the situation, but it was a nice honor and a good time had by all - well maybe that's stretching it but it was very nice.

Daddy fell asleep during the presentation and proceeded to begin snoring. Chancellor and Garrison were more concerned with the candy in the centerpiece.

John was quite dapper in his seer sucker and bow tie. I love a man in cotton!

Meet my Uncle

2008-08-12T20:15:00.004-05:00

My mom and dad headed south at the first of August to be at my cousin Drexy's wedding. My aunt and uncle live in Miami and we rarely see them. My mom brought back these pictures and I had to share. You may see this and say that they look nothing alike, but to me, my dad and Uncle Drex could be twins!

Uncle Drex and Aunt Ruth. I have many stories to share about the time Mother and Daddy sent Amy and I to Miami with them for two weeks. MANY STORIES!

My dad, Ed or Eddie - what his brother calls him (or Edwardo as he's commonly called among my friends). Don't they look alike?

Meanwhile... Back at the Bay

2008-08-12T19:59:00.002-05:00

We headed south for the weekend for a last hurrah at the Bay before school started yesterday (my school - work). We spent A LOT of time on the water, time in the boat and time in front of the Olympics. I LOVE THE OLYMPICS!

Who me? I love watching the Olympics.

Hanging on the Bay, having some sister time.

Our little "no fear" child.

We also got to ride the ferris wheel at The Wharf

Leave it to Paw Paw to turn a dock trolley into a baby carriage.

Read in Silence - Incognito Even... without your Co-Workers Noticing

2008-08-06T21:41:00.002-05:00

So, it's been pointed out that the music on the blog is rather overwhelming in an office setting... perhaps Yea Alabama by the Million Dollar Band was a bit over the top (24 days, Roll Tide). So, I've made the decision to remove the music. For all my procrastinating, blog-stalking friends out there. Now you can surf to your hearts content without your co-workers knowing what you are doing. Read away and escape into the blog world where you don't have to think about that memo or your crazy client or even the stop sign you just ran (that's for our friends reading on their blackberries).

On a different note - does anyone check their own blog? I find myself re-reading what I wrote... flipping through the pictures, etc. Perhaps a bit too much delving into the depths of my mind... or my egocentric self. Oh well, as I was saying - Music is gone, not forgotten, but gone none-the-less.

No Seriously, have a BITE!

2008-08-05T23:04:00.002-05:00

I can't tell if my children care for each other or just find humor in torturing each other or even in the act of trying to cohabitate this home simply tolerate the other's existence. Seriously - they hug and love on each other one minute and then one will swat at the other which is returned with a bite... which Ellabee informed me is just a "love bite." This said in the midst of facing the consequences for biting our sister.

Anyway, I shot these pictures as Ellabee shared her ice cream with her little sister the other evening. We had run (yet again) to Publix for canning supplies and John took the girls to Sonic while I ran in to buy more mason jars, etc. I see glimpses of Ellabee's sweet spirit every once in a while - but like I said, there's usually a punch ready to be thrown at any minute.

No, you really do want a bite.

YUM!

Canning Update:

7 jars of Peach Preserves

8 jars of Apple Jelly

6 jars of Pickled Okra

4 jars of Squash

4 jars of salsa

I plan to visit the farmer's market at the Bay this weekend. We'll see what we find down south.