Happy Mardi Gras - week 8

 What a great way to spend a beautiful Sunday afternoon...family, friends, fun!  The Highland Parade is always a great time and this year it didn't disappoint and it was extra exciting as we got to see the Wiggins family up on a float, tossing bead to us.  Way to go Rendi, Josh and Sanders!

a winter day - week 7

What do you do when it is 32 degrees outside with a windchill of 25? Well, if you are me and Candace, you go for a very cold 10 mile run but if you are one of the Greer trio, then you build a fort in the warmth of the house. We had planned on going to the Krewe of Centaur parade late in the afternoon but after being outside for an hour and a half, I decided it was in the best interest of our family stay home and play with friends...much better, much warmer choice!

Sunrise - Week 6

the joys

of having a best friend...someone to look up to...someone to laugh with...someone to share your thoughts and feelings with...someone to cry with...someone to share life with...someone that loves you despite your flaws and insecurties...thank you Lord for our friends, especially our BFFs!

(as a side note, I did not realize Gracie's friend had on a "Friends" shirt until I was posting this entry...pretty cool!)

Think pink

Just a few short hours after my new niece was born in Colorado, the Denver area was blasted with a winter storm dropping a foot and a half of snow near my sister and brother in law's house. While, they are experiencing near record snowfall, I found my first azalea bloom, in FEBRUARY! I, for one, am not complaining about our recent springlike weather. Give me 70 degree temperatures in the winter over shoveling snow! However, let's visit again in the middle of August when it is 99 degrees at 10 pm and we'll see how I feel about snow then.! For now I'm enjoying the blooms~

Spider man Sam

I cannot believe my baby boy will be 5 in just a few short weeks!  He delights me as much as he frustrates me, probably because he can read me better than some who have known me much longer.  Even if we battle at night for a good night's slumber, he greets me the next morning with a hug and kiss.  Oh, how I treasure those kisses!
Samuel Scott, you will be my baby boy forever!