A Look Back at September Through Pictures

This month has flown by ~ way to quickly.  So here's the "lowdown" of how our life "went down" during September:


Our South Paw had to come to Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop's just to rest

Itty Bitt is really itty bitty!

Squashing the ants (long "A" sound here) on Uncle Ben's boat

Audrey Dog thinks my sewing space is her window to the world!  Get.  Off. Now.

A Sweet Pea named Missy gave ME raspberry jam and a bouquet of flowers
from her very own yard!  Thank you!

My washer went up so I was able to snag these from Kellifer.
Again. . . . Thank you!

We've confirmed Itty Bitty is a klepto thief.

I got to go to an estate sale as well as a barn sale!
Scored big time!  These are only a couple of goodies from
the estate sale.

We got to watch our South Paw play some fall ball!

Of course,  there was some playing with cotton, some birthday stuff, some a LOT of school and the everyday mundane stuff ~ you know ~ laundry, cleaning, cooking. . . . . .

So that pretty much sums up September this year.  Hopefully October will just casually stroll along.  Hopefully.

Happy Birthday, Seth!

Dear  Seth,

Here's wishing you a very blessed birthday with all those who are near and dear to you.
May this upcoming year be filled with happiness and prosperity. 

I love you
Aunt Crickett

Fall Ball

I remember those days.  Baseball in the fall.  Hot, to warm , to cool to downright cold.  Had to take gear for every season just to be comfortable.  Not so today, though.  Sunny, warm and breezy.  We had the pleasure of watching our oldest and only grandson pitch today.   He's enrolled at Essex and they played Chesapeake. 

He's a South Paw

Can I say:  "I hate taking pictures thru chain link fences."?   I don't have the most modern, techno-savvy camera out there and I get blurs and obstacles (aka:  chain the link fence).

Sometimes I get so wrapped up in a play that I forget to take a picture.  Such was the case today when my boy and a team-mate had the enemy runner in a pickle. Ha! Awe, the enemy poor guy didn't make it.   Such is life. 

We didn't win, but, hey, it was a good day for baseball.  And I got hugs from my boy.  And I got to meet his girl.  And then I had to say goodbye.

I love that boy.

Just When You Think It's Safe. . . . .

. . . . to go back in the water . . .

In my case, just when I thought it was safe to blog again.   Things can go awry terribly quickly around here.  Case in point:  On Friday afternoon I thought since Itty Bitty was watching TV with the girls I could steal a few moments and blog over in the Land of Cotton.  It wasn't a terribly long blog.  All seemed fine in the living room.  I could hear voices and the movie they were watching.   No worries.  There in lies the problem.  I assumed (and you know what they say about ASS U ME) all eyes were glued to the boob tube.  WHAT was I thinking?  Not much of anything apparently.  It's not until I finish my blog and go check on the girls that I notice Itty Bitty holding her hands behind her back ~ 1st give-away ~ and she's got a s**t eating grin on her face ~ 2nd give-away ~ and . . . she tells me as she moves toward the sofa that she doesn't have anything ~ 3rd and deadly give-away.

No, no she doesn't have anything in her hands.  Nothing.  So. . . . what's hinkey here?  Nothing looks out of place except for her occasional glance at the pillows on the sofa.  Hmmmm . . . . .  "There's your sign".

 I go to lift pillows, she squeals with delight and anticipation at what she doesn't have.  This. Cannot.  Be.  Good.    And it wasn't. 

 

She had collected:

deodorant

toothbrushes

energy spray

chap stick

lip balm

She had visited everyone's room!

And I realized after I put the camera away there were things under the other pillow as well.

She had snagged both Kelly and Ben's deodorants earlier in the day and I made her put them

away herself thinking that would teach her a lesson.  No ma'am. No way, no how. Not her.

 

Note to self:  Never take eyes off Itty Bitty.  EVER.

 

She's a force to be reckoned with.

 

Help. . . .

Anybody?     Anybody?

Happy Birthday, B. O. B.

He's a  hard one to photograph, this man.

He's not just Bob.

He's:

Dad

Pop-Pop

U.B.

Bony Ol' Bugger

Earnest

Bing

MoCuLa  (Moe, Curly, Larry)

 

As Ben would say:

Happy Birthday, Old Man!

Happy Birthday, Jenny!

Happy Birthday to My First Born!

 

It's hard to comprehend the speed at which these last forty-one years have gone.  I remember as if it was just moments ago when you were born.  You, me, the Doctor and the nurse.  A bond between two among strangers. 

I have to say how proud I am of you. Your strength, your courage, the love you have for your family and the compassion you have for those around you. You are a beautiful woman, inside and out.

I pray God gives you only the best, that the trials He sees fit to let you experience will only make you stronger, and that you lean on Him for your everything.  As much as I love you, He loves you millions times more.  And that is an incomprehensible amount of love!

Have a wonderful day! 

Love,
MOM

Happy Birthday, Joseph!

Happy Birthday!

You're knockin' on the door of 3.0.!

S C A R Y ain't it? 

Imagine how I feel!

Have a great day!

 

Love this picture!

Love you!

 

Aunt Crickett

Happy Birthday, Greg!

Hope this years showers you with blessings galore!

Happy Birthday,

Love

Crickett

Happy Birthday, Gavin!

Happy Birthday to a happy two year old!

 

On this day you turned two,

So many things to see,

So many things to do.

 

Oh my gracious, how can it be?

You're already on that curious road

To the wonderful age of three!

 

Hugs and kisses

To you from me!

 

Love,

Aunt Crickett