How can I get any work done when I have two precious munchkins at home this CUTE to love on?! Just thought I would post this happy picture. It's been a busy few weeks and I have lots of pictures to post. I'll do that as soon as I finish my freelance articles today!

WAR EAGLE!

It feels like Christmas around here minus the Santa paraphernalia and snow. Spirits are jolly and the energy is electric in this lovely village on the plains. Orange and blue paraphernalia adorns mailboxes, front doors, storefronts and restaurants. The fight song plays over the loud speakers in the grocery aisles. It's impossible to avoid catching the bug ... the Auburn spirit one. Football season has begun ... and with a great new coach in place we're off to a good start! War Eagle!!

WAR EAGLE!

Some pictures from Labor Day ...

Goin' to the Chapel

I feel like George Banks (played by Steve Martin) in "Father of the Bride" when his daughter tells him she's engaged. He envisions her as the little scrawny 8-year-old she once was saying something like "Daddy I'm getting married."
That's how I felt when last night my baby sister Mary told me she was engaged. I remembered my brother Brad telling the neighbors that they could "pet her" when my parents brought Mary home from the hospital. And I remembered strapping her stroller to the back of my battery-powered jeep in elementary school and pulling her full speed down the driveway (without mom or dad around of course). I remembered her continually kissing the preacher when she was dedicated at church. I remembered forcing her to play school with me and I, of course, always got to be the teacher. I remembered my other siblings and I putting her underneath a laundry basket and pretending like she was a playful puppy while slipping food for her in the tiny holes so she could have a treat. I remembered when she told her whole class at school that her grandmother was the queen of England. I remembered teaching her how to hit a volleyball against the side of the garage. I remembered when she checked "other" on a standardized test in high school because she wasn't sure what Caucasian meant. And I remembered her telling me that she had met the one ... and that he was a lot like my husband Scott.
I can't believe that she is getting married. But I couldn't be happier for her! Congrats little MarBear. I love you sweet sis. Can't wait for June 12th!

It's been a rough weekend. I got bronchitis and then Gage caught his first virus. I thought I'd experienced true fatigue the first few weeks after Gage was born but that was a walk in the park compared to how exhausted I was this weekend! He was up all night several nights in a row choking on mucus or throwing up and my heart hurt watching him suffer. I was so worried that I just watched him constantly instead of sleeping just to make sure he was breathing ok. It was my first (of many I am sure) true challenges (emotionally and physically) as a mom and I am so thankful to say that I think we've made it through ok. Plus, we're ending this holiday weekend on a good note as my youngest sister Mary got engaged today! We absolutely love her fiance James and we're so excited for him to join the Webb family. Now I'm headed to bed ... goodnight!

I'm so glad I married an Auburn boy. I was reminded of that when we took Bogie and Gage on a walk around campus last night to get out of the house before dinner. No one else would quite understand the pride that I feel for my school.
When we walked by Dowdell in The Quad I could almost feel the sweat pour down our faces again as Lesley Ann and I studied for exams in the dorms without airconditioner or Kristen Graves crying because she had to eat another turkey sandwich instead of her mom's home-cooked meals.

As we walked down the concourse by Haley Center I
and on the chi-o hall in Hollifield we were threatened with watching the fire prevention video when we were caught red-handed hanging out the window smoking Cuban cigars that Emily York smuggled in after doing mission work in China that summer.