What'd He Say??

Litte GW, as we often call him, is.......well, let's just say that he marches to the beat of his own drum. He says some of the craziest things and picks up a LOT of what I say and then tries to use it later. So, in an effort not to forget this 10 years from now, I decided to compile a small list of random quotes and some examples of his newest thing: word misusage (my favorite). Mind you, these are only from the last week. A true list would be too long for this blog post. Here goes. " Mommy, you can't EVEN stop the Grant. You just can't do it." spoken shortly after a small squabble between us involving the backseat car window. I love how he used 'the' to make himself superhero-like.

"Mommy, you're not the king of God". While I appreciate the newsflash, this was in a random moment of quietness. I'm not sure what I had been doing to indicate that I did, in fact, believe that I had become God's king...

"I don't EVEN appreciate ANY of my toys that I have!" While this very well may be a true statement, it was spoken in a moment of haste and anger at the fact that we had left Academy Sports with no worthy toy for him to replace the toys at home that he apparently doesn't LIKE. LIKE being the word that he should have chosen.

"I didn't EVEN want to leave daddy's game. That makes me so nervous!" The correct word here would have been mad, upset, angry, sad..........take your pick. I'm sure he did correctly become nervous after I threatened him bodily harm if he didn't cut out the whining and such.

" I am so jealous of Rhett. He won't stop following me!" Maybe "sick and tired", or aggravated, but at this point in his life there is really nothing to be jealous about. He blatently admitted to me on this day that he had no idea what jealous even meant. It was then that I advised him that in the future he should probably abstain from using words to which he doesn't know the meaning. Tune in next week for an incorrect sentence using the word "abstain".

There. That is just a small sampling of the things I hear each day. It's a wonder I can even take it all in.

It Probably Isn't Normal....

for your husband to wear mule ears and sell t-shirts downtown every year. However, when you become a part of the Morgan Family, you must re-invent your idea of "normal" each April. Bobby's dad heads up the "Official Mule Day t-shirt" stand every year with the Tech Alumni group and they raise money for scholarships to incoming students. It's a good cause so cut us some slack before you laugh!

Cade got a kick out of wearing Bob's button hat for a minute. Rhett was a bit frightened at first. He had no memory of Mule Day's past. He was most scared at his Papa yelling, "MULE DAY!!! GETYERMULEDAY!!!" He buried his face and would hardly let it be seen for quite some time. Eventually he came to and was waving and telling Bobby which horses he wanted to take home. He is still holding on to his horse fascination.
Grant soaked it all in but was ready to go when he realized it really WAS a parade full of mules. Yes, I was enjoying myself at the parade. I even sported my very own official Mule Day fitted tee. ( It was free. Just a perk for being in the family.)Among the many weird things you may see at Mule Day, this is the one that caught my attention. I love how I captured the smoke blowing out of his nose. Priceless. Would you like to know what else is priceless??

Seeing sheep try to eat Mule doodie..... On the way to the parade Cade said, "Hey, you remember last year when the mules and horses poopooed on the road? That's what I remember about it." My response, "I'm pretty sure that can be said for each and every Mule Day, son." I'm so happy that next year his most fond memory will be not only how they poopooed everywhere but then how, oddly enough, the sheep ate it. Have mercy.

Another Mule Day down for the record books.

April Lessons

Today I will share some lessons the first day of April taught me. These are not lessons I asked to be taught nor do I ever wish to have to take a refresher course in them.

1: Pencil DOES eventually come off of a wall with soap, water, and elbow grease.

2: I do not have time to clean 5 walls consecutively.

3: Crayon does NOT come off the walls as eaisily but google has a lot of suggestions on remedying this problem should it happen to you.

4: I do not have the energy to attempt to remove crayon from rubbermaid containers.

5: Children forget lessons they have learned in the early afternoon by late afternoon.

6: Crayon comes out of upholstery fabric with a brown paper bag, iron, and Resolve carpet cleaner.

7: Hairspray makes a nice shiny stain on walls that does NOT clean up with soap, water, and elbow grease. Even if the grease is from delinquent child.

8: Sharpie comes off of hardwood with rubbing alcohol. Thank you again to my good friend Google. (This lesson was actually learned in late March but whose checking?)

9: When children are quiet, it's not always a good thing.

10: Anger trumps all desire to photograph.

Here's to lessons learned and to being the mother of 3 children who deserve some jail time. Some more that others..........but jail time nonetheless.

The Evolution of Bobonja

This day, way back in 1994, before there was Brangelina or Bennifer, and way before there was TomCat.............There was Bobonja. It was March 23, 1994 when Bobby and I made our public appearance at the Shadybrook Cinemas to see one of the box office's greatest hits........"Lightning Jack". We then went on to have a high dollar meal at a very well known establishment known as Ruby Tuesday's. I'm pretty sure that after that we "cruised the Columbia strip" in his mom's Oldsmobile Eighty Eight. It was the beginning of a long love affair that the paprazzi are still dying to photo today.
Prom 1994. Magic Carpet Ride.
Halloween Party 1995Prom 1996College 1997. Go Tech!! That's for you A. L. if you ever read this. Bobby's sister's wedding 1998We tied the knot and made it official.... July 24, 1999. Long wait. Good times :)My college graduation 2000Somewhere? 2001Welcome baby Cade. Summer 2002.First vacation as parents. Atlantis, Bahamas 2003Las Vegas 2004. post baby Grant. Family vacation. Destin. Expecting baby 3. 2005
Laguna Beach, California. 2006

Destin Vacation. 2007 That brings us to the present. Hope you enjoyed the breeze through the past with Bobonja. I hope and pray that one day when I'm in the rest home blogging, I can still hear Bobby yelling, "Are you on the computer again!!! You are such a blog freak!!" By that time it will be music to my ears. Right now, however, it's not and I am going to and spend some time with the wonderful gift of a husband that has been given to me. Praise to Him who gives us all good things!

Here's to many more unofficial anniversary celebrations!

Happy Easter!

Just some good 'ol family pictures for Easter. We had a great time with Tracie and Chris here to visit and had a wonderful worship experience this morning at church. We sang some of my personal favorites and that always makes a good praise time for me. We finished out the afternoon with my parents and Bobby's over for a nice, big lunch. The kids were very obedient this morning to get their pics made. Rhett will do just about anything to get a piece of gum these days.

Cade looking handsome.


Grant, who did NOT like his outfit but somehow managed to pull himself together.

Rhett, after all the evidence that he had been eating chocolate eggs since 6:30 this morning was wiped from his face. Family photo op thanks to Chris. Not sure what Grant is doing but this is about as good as it gets, folks.
Tracie and Chris. Chico came along as well but wasn't around for the photo shoot.


Me and my sis.

Happy Easter to All!!

Having Some Easter Fun

Luckily, since our church didn't do it's annual Egg Hunt, we found another one to crash. The boys loaded up with enough candy to last us the rest of the year and once again, I'll be forced to throw it away in small increments so that it goes unnoticed. Quick family pic. This is just after I was nearly consumed by the swarm of 6 and unders that dwell in our community. I was bending over to help Rhett and happened to look over my shoulder just as the pack was nearing me. I promise it looked like killer bee's or birds migrating to the south for the winter. Take your pick. Either way....momentarily frightening.
After that we headed home to color some eggs. Aunt Tracie and Uncle Chris came up for some Easter Festivities. I was going to post the picture of our finished eggs but after being dropped from approximately 18 inches from the color cups at least a dozen times each they were slightly on the gruesome side.
Rhett, in his usual fashion, decided to forgo the handy egg transferring wand and use his own God-given wand resulting in hands that closely resembled those of Shrek.
Good times. Good Fun. Great Company.

Resurrection Trail

Today my mom and I took the boys to Christ Community's Resurrection Trail. It was a great hands-on experience in what the Bible says about the days leading up to Jesus' crucifixtion and resurrection. There were tweleve stations and all were listening good in the beginning.... Rhett was actually listening so well that I was completely shocked. He added in a few comments ("What he gon do now?") among other things. Grant? That's a whole 'nother story.

Rhett even participated in the foot washing when they were telling the story of how Jesus washed the disciple's feet. He sat so quietly and stuck his little piggy's out there. I know they had to be freezing because it wasn't exactly a balmy kind of day. All three liked the hammering part when the people were talking about the cross Jesus carried.
It was a great experience for the boys. Grant didn't appreciate it this year. When we got to the end and we are looking at the "empty tomb" they had set up and the nice man is telling the greatest part of the story where Christ has risen and we all can have the free gift of salvation all Grant can think to say is, "When are we going to get our peanuts and water??" No, readers. I didn't forget to fill you in on anything. I guess Grant blacked out and thought we were at Logan's.........