Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Gabbi's Turns 8

We're gonna have a little flashback night.... like ALLLLLL the way back to August 26th!  That was the day that this sweet little thing turned eight years old!

So many of you have been following my blog for years, and you are well aware that Miss Gabbi Girl just has the most precious spirit.  

I continue to marvel at how to kids raised in the very same circumstances with the same parenting styles can be so TEE-TOTALLY opposite!
My Gabbi is my sweet angel.  Her spirit is something to behold. 
And since the day she hit this house, she has been a MAMA's GIRL!  She loves her mama!  And her mama loves her!
This is a year ago, when she had a pretty serious injury to her hand and motored right on along with a splint and a smile.
This year I made the special effort to be at her school o her birthday to take cupcakes and snacks to the class.
Gabbi loved it.
She is the big EIGHT now.
And what she wanted was a big, fat skating party!
With an "Elena of Avalor" Princess cake.  And so... she got it!
She invited all of the little girls who go to school with her.
and some of her big sister's close friends too.
Gabbi LOVES to skate.  Interestingly, I think I'd only give her maybe a 4/10 in ability, but that doesn't stop her!  She tries really hard!  And definitely gets better as she continues to try. That is another thing I can say about that kid.  She tries hard!  And will just keep getting up and try again!
This is Gabs and her bestie, AnnaBeth.
And here she comes under the limbo pole!
a few pals from the 2nd grade.
THIS is what I deal with when we have friends over!!  My friends are taking their kids back to their dorms.  I'm doing this!  :)
We are so grateful for all the mamas who took the time to bring their kiddos to the skating rink on a Saturday afternoon.  Gabbi had a good turnout for her party.  She loves her friends, so thank you, moms, if you happen to be reading this blog.  Your effort really is appreciated.
Todd the Bod was there to do the essentials, like light the candles, cut Elena's dress, and pack up the gifts for transport back to the BAH.
Pops came too.  Since I last blogged regularly, my dad had a pretty significant stroke.  He called me and I went to his house to find him unable to walk. We got him to the ER, and he was released the next day.  He did months of rehab at MMPT, and now is walking with a brace on one foot, but independently.  That's a story for another day.  I was thankful he was able to come to the party!
Every kid who has a party at the rink gets a lap around the skating rink in this big rolling skate!  Gabbi was pretty pumped to take her turn.  Everybody waves and calls her name as she goes by.
I am a blessed mama to have this sweet girl in my life!!
Thank you, God, for giving me my babies.  They were chosen specifically for me, and I am grateful to be their mama. I ask for favor on my girl, Gabbi, as she grows and walks in your light.


Monday, September 26, 2016

The traumatic haircut event

Gabbi Girl has been begging for me to let her get her hair cut since before her dance recital in May.  And since May, I have been making excuses as to why this just can't happen!  First, it was because we needed to make a bun for the recital.  She bought it!
Then, it was "Mom, please let me get my hair cut.  I don't like brushing it when I get out of the pool"... like all summer long!  And consistently, I would talk her out of it.  And then have to face the music myself as I tortured the child, brushing the mats out of her hair while she whined!
So, on this particular August day, we are at the mall area, at Michael's, in fact, and decide to walk next door to Ulta.  Probably because Ellie has heard there's a new Naked palette she needs to have.  (Yes, really!).
ANd I find myself TRAPPED.  Gabbi says, "mom, can I get my hair cut here?"
"Um..Um.. UM.... I don't think we can.  WE don't have an appointment. "
Ellie and her bossy self goes straight to the back herself and asks if they can be worked in.  By now, Ellie thinks a haircut sounds like a good idea for her too.
Gabbi tells us she wants it "this short" and points to the nape of her neck.  The hair lady says she can donate it if we go ahead and just lop it off.  MAMA IS NOT READY FOR THAT!
As you can see in the preceding pictures, I had to go at a slow pace.  And every time we made a new cut, Gabbi posed, smiled, and said, "More, mom!".
By now, I am looking at that pile on the ground and asking for a trashcan to throw up in.
LOOK at the length of that back cut.  It was now down to 1"!
I am about to die.
Of course, I am being a little bit overdramatic.  I am well aware there are MUCH bigger things in the world than dang hair!  Sweet little Jake Raborn taught me that!!
With expressions like these, who in the world could argue with a dang haircut?!
It really does look pretty cute!
But Gabs has that GORGEOUS, thick, silky kind of hair!

Round two.  As much as Ellie idolizes all those big girls who hang out next door at Emma Lou's, I cannot believe she was ready to lop her hair off too.  I really think it is because Madi moved to Texas and sent back a pic where she cut hers off.  Ellie had been growing hers out forever!
Again... by now I am realizing; it's just hair.  It'll grow back!
and deep down, I have always liked Ellie's hair in a bob.  She specifically told the lady she wanted hers straight across, not tapered like Gabbi's.
How she knows these things is just beyond me!
So, my two little bobbed-headed girlies and I left the impromptu Ulta trip with many fewer inches of hair!
And matching Birkenstocks!
Happy Tuesday, y'all!


Saturday, September 24, 2016

Saints Game and our favorite Saintsation.

We just can't leave New Orleans until we finish out the weekend!  Sunday afternoon... the SAINTS home opener!
Our friend, Tashia's, daughter made Saintsatoins this year.  That is the Saints cheer squad. That means I have a feeling we might be making a few more Saints games than usual.  Our friends pretty much stick together, particularly when it comes to our kids.

Wouldn't you know it, they were having a big pre-game shindig bringing awareness to pediatric cancer?  I mean, could it have been more perfect?!
We were playing the Raiders.  Now, that is a wild bunch!
Taylor had some time pre-game to hang out with her mom and dad and all their old friends as they were selling Saintsations calendars.
Here are Tashia and Dakin.  Do you remember them?
You know, along with the Fords, we pretty much do everything with the Hines!  And then, we found other West Monroe people while waiting to get in the Dome as well.
We have watched this little one grow up!  I have the cutest pic of her and my Hunter Bunter at a 2 year old birthday party.  Hard to believe they are both now college age!
This is a cool tradition the Saints have of partying and gathering pre-game right in front of the Dome.
This guy's hat was just classic.  I had to stop him for a pic!
And then there was this interesting crew walking around in odd black and gold costumes.  I would later find out why.
Did I mention it was H.O.T.  Louisiana has not gotten the message that it is fall!
The crowd is beginning to gather!
So... THIS is why they were all dressed up.  There was  crew there bringing awareness to Pediatric Cancer month, so you KNOW they got to hear all about a little hero I knew named Jake!

They had gold ribbons that I snagged for me and all my crew.
and then I asked them if we could take a pic with them.  I encouraged the little boy right over my right shoulder (I speak anatomically correct, since I am a therapist) to flex his bicep like me. He said no, but apparently decided yes.

Again, sorry for no ability to play video on here. Maybe someone can contact Blogger then contact me and tell me what I need to do.  NOT my area of strength!
I don't really think it is even possible anymore to present a flag without some big time chill bumps and a few tears.  DOn't tell him I told you, but Todd the Bod cannot hear the national anthem without tearing up.  Every. single. time!  I think it is sweet!
There's our Taylor on the Jumbotron!  Just to the right of the dog.
Good times were had by all.  I know I am on Selfie overload.  Sorry.  Now that i am back to blogging, I am more conscientious of capturing moments.  And often those moments include me!
I think I am officially done with this trip, so tomorrow, hang on to read about the trauma of cutting my girls' hair off a few weeks ago.

Thanks for reading.