Daddy/Daughter Dance

Here is a pic of my husband and daughter before they left for the Daddy/Daughter Dance. Our church hosts this dance every year around Valentine's Day. There is also a Mother/Son event but it will be later this month.The Daddy/Daughter dance has dinner and dancing. They have crafts and games. But the sweetest part was that they were able to write each other love letters. She wrote her dad:

Dear Daddy,

I'll love you forever, even when I get a woupen (whooping) very baddly. And cry so maddly.

I love you because you care about me and treat me like a human bean. And teach me! So well I love you sooooooooooooooooooooooo much. You are my very and only dad.

Love Always,
Lizzy

I love you! Happy Valentines Day! Daddy!

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They are so sweet at this age. I wish I could just keep her this innocent and sweet for a long time.

How we do it in Alabama

Okay. It has snowed in Alabama for the second time this year. I am not a real fan of snow or cold weather but it nice for my children to experience the snow. I know it is only 2 inches worth, but that is a big deal to us.We actually got to play in the snow. They had a ball throwing snowballs. Okay, please make sure you check out the down south mittens my children are wearing. That would be socks on their hands and my son has on garden gloves. Yep. We don't buy gloves very often.You have to see my favorite picture though. Seeing as how we don't get much snow, my babies still wanted to make a snowman. Here it is.....The Bootleg Snowman.I gotta teach these babies how to build a snowman. They did the best they could in 2 inches of snow. See his hair and button eyes. He has a baby carrot nose, stick arms, and I was way to scared to ask what his mouth was made of. Gotta love it.

Have a good Sunday and thanks for reading.

My Grandma

My sweet grandmother passed away a week ago today. She was a very sweet lady. She was funny and caring. She was a wonderful grandmother and because of her I am here. I am going to miss her. She was a beautiful lady that was tough as nails. She loved her family so much and we all knew that. I am so grateful for her. We have so much to be thankful for in having her.
Things I love about her are the memories. She used to keep me when my parents were at work. I remember throwing a tantrum at about age 3 or 4. I threw a whopper of a tantrum. I was laying face down on the floor kicking my legs and pounding my fists (I saw Wiley Coyote do that). My grandma was on the phone and kept stepping right over me like she didn't see me. After a few minutes I just got up on my own and I never did that again. She was the kind of lady that made you pick out your own switch, she could make you a meal out of anything, and could squint her eye in just the right way to let you know you were in big trouble. She was generous and giving to her family.

I love her so much. She was so beautiful in every way.