Nana's Farm Pictures

Nana had a little photo session at her house last week. She wanted to get some pictures of them in the hayfield before cutting time. And of course Carter had to wear his 'farm' clothes. Mom took all of these by herself, which is NOT easy. Don't worry the black things on Millie's head are not bugs, just grass seeds.

These last few of Millie and Chris were taken by Carter.

POTTY TRAINING

We got back from the beach on June 24th and that was the last day Carter wore a diaper...because we left them all at the beach. We had talked up the big event for weeks before we left and he was completely on board. But then you would ask him if he would 'teetee' on the potty and he would say NO! But starting Monday the 25th we started wearing only big boy underwear. Let's just say that the carpet cleaner became our best friend!! For a whole week we bribed and begged and sat the potty in front of the TV and he would occasionally go on it but mostly in the floor. But last Sunday the 15th was his last accident. Up to that point he would go on the potty if you asked him to, but he would never tell you. Then all of a sudden last week he would just say he had to go and he wanted to do it on the big potty. So no more diapers, no more baby potty, no more messes in the floor... a 'potty trained' little boy. VERY EXCITING!! We had moments of frustration, but overall it was a pretty easy transition. Of course we barely left the house for the first 2 weeks, but it was well worth it!! I have to say when I was planning to start the whole process I really didn't think it would be a success. I just figured we had to start now and maybe we would be close by his third birthday. Carter suprised me and I am VERY proud of my big boy!!!

THE SALEBARN

Growing up my dad had cows and I had one that was 'mine'. Whenever she had a calf to sell then I got the money and it went straight to the bank. That little cash fund was my spending money all thru college. The Panama City trips... paid for by the cows, Christmas outings...the cows. Thanks to good investments in the early '90s I still have a little cow money left that I can use for whatever I want to. So when Carter was born I asked my parents if he could have a cow of his own. His and Millie's first Christmas present from Nana and Pop was a calf that was born closest to their birthday. Carter's is a cute easily identifiable cow that he calls Bess. Bess's first calf was ready for sale this summer. Carter got to go with Nana and Pop to the salebarn and watch the whole process unfold. And then he got his first cowcheck in the mail. Nana wants to keep a file of a picture of each kiddo with each cowcheck. This is Carter's first picture, he is very proud.

Millie - 10 Months

Here is my little future pharmacist. UAMS sent me the little T-shirt, pretty cute. They asked me to send a pic in so I thought I would try it out. Carter has one too, but he didn't want to wear the pig shirt. Poor guy, we've been working on our address, city, state, etc. he thinks Arkansas is a football team not a geographical location. I can not convince him we live in Arkansas. We're not even a Razorback obsessed home, Ouachita has provided a paycheck for quite awhile now so we are pretty dedicated to the Tigers. I guess we can thank the local news and Pappaw for the confusion.

Millie is growing like crazy, but she is still not very in the gross moter skills. It's to the point that I have to just laugh. She can kick her legs like she's running a marathon when she's lying down, but when you try to put some weight on them she just draws them up. I'll have to put a picture of that on here. Pretty funny. If you lock her knees and prop her against you she will stay there for a few seconds. Very advanced!:) As I was getting ready to post these I noticed how serious Millie looked in all her pics. These were taken late at night and I guess it wasn't on her top 10 list of things to be doing.

All Good Things Must Come to An End

Saturday was our final day at the beach and we took one last time to walk on the beach, look for more seashells and take a few final pictures of our vacation.
We took one last daytime trip to the beach and the little water and after lunch we went to Scoops for some ice cream. That night, mom cooked chicken, fish and a few fixins for our last good meal of vacation and we went for one final evening walk on the beach.
Sunday is traveling day and when we get home, we know what that means ...

NO MORE DIAPERS...stick around and check back soon -- this could get fun

Friday Fun Day

Friday morning featured another trip to the beach and pool and much fun for everybody. Friday after nap time we took the Dennies to Bahama Bob's for another round of Bob's famous coconut fried shrimp and then it was back to the condo.

Mom had the idea of doing one of those cheesy family-at-the-beach-all-dressed-in-white pictures. Dad wasn't too crazy about it at first, but when he saw how many other dads had to do it, he figured it wasn't all that bad. After all, Dad had to get some wear out of that white shirt we bought at Wal-Mart Thursday since he forgot to pack a white one for pictures. Millie wasn't too crazy about the sand this time and it's awfully hard to get everybody ready for pictures on the sand when we don't like touching the sand, but juice boxes, bubbles, and the promise of a "prize" from Mrs. Tara if the kids were good did the trick.

Good day, good pictures, good times.

Throw Down Thursday!!

Thursday was a light day for the camera, but it wasn't a light day for activity. After playing at the beach and looking for more seashells, we took another trip to the pool. After showers, baths and other ways to get sand out of our bodies and clothes, we took a late lunch to Lambert's, home of the throwed rolls. Mom ate a hamburger, Carter helped her, Dad ate fried chicken, Carter helped him, too, and Millie stuck with the Cheerios. We took a trip to Wal-Mart, went back to the condo, swam in the pool for a little bit and called it a night.

Big day planned for Friday.