The Glamorous Life of a Housewife

I've seen this little questionnaire floating around many a blog here lately. I couldn't help but internally answer the questions as I read other bloggers answers, so instead of keeping my responses to myself, I thought I would tell them to you. And you can tell yours to me by blog…

If you keep up with my Love Story section of my blog, you know that Husby moved to my town the summer before our Senior year of High School. So really, he was only a part of our community for a year before moving off to college. I grew up in the same Church my entire life, and so did he…

Weebie was slick bald until he was around 8 months old. I'm talking cue ball bald. Not a hair to be found on his little noggin. Just sweet, soft, delicious baby skin. I loved it. I gnawed on his little head all day long. I loved how the skin wrinkled up in the back and without th…

Levi, Levi, Levi. You are 15 months old. Stop growing or you're going to time out. I mean it, little boy! As much fun as your past months have been, this age is a blast. You are so interactive and bringing out different parts of your little personality. I love discovering these n…

One of Husby's best friends from his hometown got married this weekend and we were blessed to be able to go and share in the celebration. We were in St. Louis for the majority of the time and we had so much fun. Husby and I did a lot of resting and of course, a LOT of eating! When w…

I've been out of town for the past several days and we came rolling in late tonight, so the thought of making a coherent post seems like far too much for me to handle right now. But never fear, after several loads of laundry and the house being whipped back into shape tomorrow, I'…

I posted yesterday about Levi's little hives and the mystery of it all. I took him to the doctor yesterday and we got some answers. Praise God! I was a little worried that Levi's hives would disappear once we got to the office, so I made sure to get some good pictures of them, ju…