On the last day of school, after dinner, 'the parents' challenged 'the kids' to a game of basketball. As we were shooting hoops, dad got a call from work that he had to take. Except, 'dad' wasn't my husband, Wade. 'Dad' was my nine-year-old son, Caden, dressed in 'dad clothes.' We have a fun tradition… Continue reading Last Day of School Tradition
When I was a child, (the references should give you some inclination of time) I saw a teenage couple at the mall with brightly colored hair. The boy had a blue spiked mohawk and the girl had long bright red hair pulled into a ponytail. Those teenagers were attracting a lot of negative attention. Adults… Continue reading Kool-Aid Hair, Don’t Care
One of my favorite traditions is to BOO our neighbors. If you haven't done so yet, I highly recommend it. It's kind of like ding-dong-ditch where you knock on your neighbor's door and RUN hoping not to get caught, except you leave a little treat bag for them to find. We filled our boo buckets… Continue reading Trick or Treat
A weekend adventure to Tennessee to see Nashville and Keelie's birth mother.