Monday, May 26, 2014

Wet Weekend

Our weekend included a trip to the Splash Pad (free) and pool (seasonal pass) 

Here is Miss C's protect the baby against skin cancer fun-in-the-sun outfit 
She doesn't like hats, but wore it for awhile without it strapped. And the shoes are still a bit big.
 The Splash Pad was super fun now that she can walk
 I see many pool days in our future 
 Please note the leg rolls (hers, not mine...)
We've worked hard for those! Multiple fig newtons helped. Flaunt it, girl! 

Friday, May 23, 2014

Friday's {Frugal} Find

What: Umbrella 
Cost: Free
Needed?: According to Kent, he's been in desperate need of one for quite some time.

I* was driving the family around one afternoon. 

*I'm not sure why I was driving because I n-e-v-er drive us 

Kent began to yell, "An umbrella! Turn around! Turn around!"
Me: "Omygoshomygosh no way. There's probably a car coming. It's probably all bent up"
Kent: "Turn the car around!"

Then I thought, duh, he would totally do it for me.

So I turned around, drove up next to the umbrella and Kent opened his door and scooped it up. This all took place in front of a fancy, gated community. NO SHAME. 

Ok. A little shame.

In the end I was beaming with pride at my Thrifting Apprentice. And he was happy with his find because, "I've been stuck in the rain like, 3 times without an umbrella!"

Also filed under: Proof that I'm turning into my mother...

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Thoughts from C

I'm walking! 
 I'm reading! 
 My mom is hi.lar.i.ous
 I like to eat coleslaw from the food truck 
 Gimme all that homemade strawberry ice cream
 That church nursery wears me OUT
{in the house!}

Monday, May 19, 2014


The key to successfully cutting nails: CARTOONS
 The key to a happy lunch: PB&J
 The key to good looking arms: PULL UPS
 The key to green grass: RAIN

Friday, May 16, 2014

Friday's {Frugal} Find

What: Mail holder
Where: SC Goodwill, by my Inlaw's house
Cost: 75 cents
Needed?: It'll be useful when I don't sort the mail right away which is always sometimes 
 Bills, bills, bills. No fan mail. 

Thursday, May 15, 2014

All Things Food


There aren't many things I wouldn't do for a fresh, hot-out-of-the-oven piece of heavenly goodness. Sadly, the following picture wasn't taken today (Easter) but I am thawing some dough as I type. 

I'd like to thank my Mother Inlaw for showing me how to bake chocolate chip cookies. First, I gained their family recipe through marriage (Kent or the recipe- a toss up for the best thing that I gained almost five years ago) 

Secondly, fresh off my honeymoon, I watched my MIL bake cookies for the first time- with detailed precision. It was something that I never saw from my own "Cook by smell" Mother.

*Side note: My MIL would be saddened by these different sized cookies- especially the last row.
 Kent goes on Food Show marathons. Here I am benefiting from his "Everything Fried" Show. This picture is fried Reeses. We also tried Snickers, Milky Way and cookie dough. Just typing that makes my mouth water and my pants feel tighter.

Just kidding- I'm wearing stretchy Mom pants. Aren't you?
 Show #2 was BBQ Pitmasters and Kent's long awaited (8 hours) BBQ made me to want to slap my Grandma! {Said in my Paula Dean voice}
 How legit does this picture look? When I get overwhelmed with our poor, but delicious food choices, I aim for something lighter and healthier. 
 My daughter's frozen grape face. 
 I tried twice to rotate this picture. Just tilt your head.
When we eat something like this, I lift my fork and say, "In honor of Wes and Sara!"...who will probably run a half marathon before walking uphill to our funeral someday. 
 These were Chocolate Icebox Cookies. They were interesting. I don't think I have a fancy enough pallet for them. 
 Sometimes, when Kent's home, I sneak outside to eat my breakfast
Our food wouldn't taste half as good without my grocery shopping partner!
{She hates shopping}
Remember the first time she rode in a cart?

Monday, May 12, 2014


3 CHEERS for Ben who graduated on Saturday with a degree from The University of South Carolina with a Bachelor of Arts in Spanish. 

I spy a graduate 
The following family members are ALL USC Alumni!  
Wes came late to the ceremony without a cell phone (just like the good ol' days) and we almost didn't find him afterwards. Worst time to leave your phone at home. We snapped this photo before we found him.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Thankful Thursday

I'm thankful that tomorrow will be FIVE YEARS since my college graduation.

I'm thankful that five years + 1 day later, I'll be watching Ben walk across the same stage (GO BEN)

Things I've gained in the past 5 years...

A husband
A {four year} teaching career
A daughter

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

See Caris...

Eat a french fry in her jammies 
 Stand in the lake 
 Get distracted by cheerios before bedtime 
 Tear apart her room
and then
Play hide & go seek by herself
Can you find her? 
 Find & eat cereal from the pantry instead of Skyping with Aunt Anna and Grandma

Monday, May 5, 2014


I think opening your home (or hospitality, if you wanna get fancy) is important. It's an easy, cheap, relaxed (in theory) way to love people. 

At Bible Study one week, I told a girl ("girl" as in, mid 30's) that we were having two new families from the church over for dinner that night. First she said, "And you're HERE?" and second she asked, "Do you feel like you have to have people over because you're the youth pastor's wife and everything?" To which I responded with a blank stare and a "Uhhh maybe, but not really. No, I don't think so." Something to chew on.

I turn into a complete Loony Bird before I have people over. I plan, I clean, I sweat, I fuss at my husband, I hide all the toys an hour before people come so that Messy Miss can't demolish my house. I walk around in circles dramatically saying, "This is just like, NOT MY FORTE."

We've had a handful of people over in the last 4 months. Youth leaders, the high school breakfast club, "Those 2 families" (see above) and a play date. I'm slowly getting better at my "Let's host people!" routine, but I still turn into a nut case for at least the entire day a few hours. 

Have a I mentioned that I'm an introvert? With a capital I? After our company leaves, I have to sit in a chair and stare at the wall for at least an hour. It wipes me OUT.

In the end,

Everything I learned about hospitality, I learned from my parents

My Ma set a great example of having people in our home (And I'm not just saying that because Mother's Day is in a week. Winky face) People often came for Sunday lunch, but at other times too. To borrow The Nester's saying, my Mom knew that "It doesn't have to be perfect to be beautiful". The floor doesn't have to sparkle, the pile of papers can stay on the counter and the food doesn't have to be 5 Star (although it always was). From her I learned to smile, greet people warmly and to show an interest in their lives. In the end, it's what they'll remember.

But in all fairness, my Mom is an extrovert. With a capital, shiny, sparkly E.
She's also a dreamer and free spirit.

My Dad is into planning ahead (Can two people be any more opposite? No. The answer is no.) From him I learned to plan my meal wisely- what can be made ahead of time, what can bake while you talk, which way will the food line go... and the list goes on...all in an effort to free you of any distractions, allowing you to focus solely on your guests.

So as I reluctantly (introvert) invite people into our home, I try to avoid becoming a total nut job by remembering what my parents taught me.

Now, gimme me a couple of hours, but... who wants to come over? 

Don't worry...I ironed it...

Thursday, May 1, 2014


Making: A handful of Sunday School lesson plans for our church  Cooking: Y'all...I made spaghetti noodles with scrambled eggs and gre...