The South

Where tea is sweet and accents are sweeter; summer starts in April; front porches are wide and words are long; macaroni and cheese is a vegetable; pecan pie is a staple; Y’all is the only proper pronoun; chicken is fried and biscuits come with gravy; everything is darling and someone is always getting their heart blessed. -unknown

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

That's My...

The other night Brooks and I had an argument about getting in the bath tub. It escalated with me finally yelling, “I am your mother, and you will do as I say.” Brooks then said, “Yes ma’am” and proceeded to go get his bath. After he got out of the bathtub, he came and apologized and said he was sorry for arguing with me. He has the biggest heart.
That’s my Brooks.

Reese had to go to the doctor today for a cough. (I believe it is related to asthma.) Dr. T was asking Reese about using his inhaler, which has a mask on it. Reese then told Dr. T that he was Darth Vader when he used it. He then went into a lengthy discussion with Dr. T about how Anakin Skywalker turned into Darth Vader. He is such a thinker.
That’s my Reese.

My husband took off work today to take Reese to the doctor, even though he has a crazy amount of work to do right now. He is such a giver. We are going on a trip soon and he let me plan the entire thing, knowing I would be happiest deciding what we would be doing each day.
That’s my Brent.

Today is Wednesday, which means that instead of going all the way back home, and then coming all the way back to Montgomery for church, we just go to my parent’s house for supper before church. It happens every Wednesday. They provide supper for us every week, and a couple weeks ago I tried to pay for a pizza for all of us, and dad wouldn’t let me. The boys cry often when it is time to leave their house, even though they will see them in a couple of days.
That’s my parents.

Melany comes every morning and picks up the boys and takes them to school, and every afternoon she brings them back home. She takes our recycling to the recycling center every week. Barry has helped around our house more times than I can count, and has on numerous occasions kept one of the children when they were sick. We have called them and woke them from a dead sleep to ask them questions about the boys or about injuries, and they have never minded doing any of these things. They offer to help us more times than we can accept.
That’s my in-laws.

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6 comments:

tamara said...

And that's very sweet... you are blessed!

tamara said...

And that's very sweet... you are blessed!

Louise said...

I LOVE this post!!!! You are so blessed but they all think you are pretty great too...you forgot that part! :)

Rebecca said...

AW Louise, you are so sweet!

carrie said...

Love this post. What a blessed family to have each other.

Kristi said...

I just love this post. I want to do it too! :)