Hairy The Dawg. Then and Now.

Remember this POST?

Well, we got to have a meet and greet with the Mascot today.

Hairy the dog.

It went...

well...

Let's just say it's easier to take a picture with a 4 month old

than a 15 month old with an opinion.

The opinion was:

"I don't like 7 foot tall mascots"

Here was the post a year ago.

HERE

Then

Now

Sorry Hairy we tried.

I wonder if this is a preview of what Santa will be like this year?

(i do kinda think the crying santa pics are cute)

Cutting the grass. Part 2

I really wish I could let each one of you come over and watch this in person.

The pictures and video just don't do it justice.

This is by far his favorite new thing to do.

I mean he just grin's and laughs the whole time.

Catch the huge smile at the end of this.

Wouldn't it be nice if everyone loved yard work this much.

Let's just hope he feels the same way when he's 13.

Wordless Wednesday {kinda}

This is him looking at me sit down with my plate...

This is the face I got when he realized it was mac and cheese and mashed potatoes.

Just kidding but, he does love mac and cheese.

Think one day he'll hate me for the hat, or be glad I protected him from the sun?

{{tehehe}}

What a gorgeous weekend.

What happens when your best girlfriend, and son's godmother

meets the man of her dreams and gets married?

You get ready for the day and pose silly?

(mixed in with tears of joy and giggles)

yes.

You put on 20 coats of mascara, lipgloss, blush, and eye shadow all for

the perfect shot, all while not cracking up?

yes.

You grab quick shots of the most precious baby ever at

the most beautiful place to get married?

yes.

You have the honor of standing beside her as her "moh"

as she says her vows to an amazing man?

YES!

You catch precious pictures of Nanny and the Bubs.

yes.

Mr and Mrs Reagan may you have nothing

but the most wonderful life ever!

We lala love you. Can't wait to hear all about the honeymoon.

Cutting the grass.

We figure start young so the second his feet can hit the petals.

The job is his...

Plus hanging with daddy is always so much fun.

No more monkeys jumping on the bed.

Anyone else have a little one who loves to play in the bed?

I swear if I walk within three feet of ours he is reaching and grunting to go play in the covers.

Before bath time yesterday I let him "swim" around in the sheets for a bit.

:)

Silly monkey.

It's the most wonderful time of the year.

Well in the south at least.

Some people love their NFL, NBA, blah blah blah.

Here in the South we love our College Football. Wedding dates are picked around game schedules. Tailgating is a life style. The weather gets more crisp.

I just love it.

We woke up this morning with a "treat" from Nanny Pam.

Who doesn't love game day Cupcakes?

Oh, and did I mention children are raised from birth with this love too?

Need Proof?

Last year we even got to meet this guy...

With out further ado...

Your 2009 Jackson Ga Picture's.

Go Dawgs.

Wordless Wednesday

Jackson's thoughts on a baby brother...

We hear you loud and clear Bub's, you are not ready.

(tehehe this face is so funny)

Maybe next year?