As most of you know by now
this blog really started out for my family...
and I got a little sidetracked along the way..
If you don't want to see someone's past
in pictures please feel free to
come again another time.
Now...without further ado...
I present the life of
(known in Blogland as TPot)
Here is the little hippie house
we bought from a cute hippie..
right after we were first married
and I got moved to this
God-forsaken frozen tundra...er...I mean..
See that little window above my head?
Yeah? Well....that was the
Magical Room where you
Forget that other story about the
furniture store I told you..
Yeah..ONE of those stories is
just a joke. For your first birthday MyHero
(your Daddy) was walking across
the kitchen floor and fell down
SPLAT! You laughed and clapped..
He moaned and groaned.
We celebrated with a cake for you
and traction for him..
I don't know which one got
spoiled the most...
but he didn't want to come home.Your next birthday came and went
and we found Santa Claus that
You pulled something out of his beard..
Not sure what it was...
Don't really WANT to know.
Your big brother thought you
were pretty cute...Pretty soon you were joined by a little
sister. You were SOOO naughty that
if I hadn't already been pregnant by the time
you were one I would have stopped having kids..
Yes..indeedy...You were REALLY
naughty- Throw the milk down the
laundry chute naughty..
Write on Mimi with a
magic marker naughty..
Not sure WHAT you were feeding Mimi...
Not sure WHAT you were feeding Mimi...
Hoping it wasn't dog food...
which you were wont to do.
The next year finds you and
Mimi dressed for Trick or Treating.
Notice the face hanging over the back of your
chair? Yep-that is BIG BROTHER..
who doesn't think you are quite so cute anymore.You loved to swing..and run...and play...You also loved to dance.
Your Dad rented out a building to a
Dance Studio and lessons for you
were part of the deal.
However...he forgot how expensive
costumes were and grumbled
and moaned when he had to
pony up for this one.You were Grandmother Clare's first
great grandchild and the only
one she ever had any
real hands on with.
She adored you.You loved pumpkin picking in the Fall...And, after a long hard day of
Pumpkin picking you came home
and fell asleep like a bookend
with your baby brother,
MamasBoy.Another Christmas rolled around..
I made you all matching outfits
for pictures with Santa.
Each year you got taller and taller
as you stood next to Santa.Soon you were biking to school
all by yourself when we lived
in Palm Beach Gardens, FLLike magic you went from
singing in the backyard
to singing at a Christian
gathering. You had a wonderful
voice and it blessed people
just to hear you sing.The years flew by and soon...
you were old enough to graduate..
Your Senior year was one of
fun and promise..
You, who had been so naughty
as a child, turned out to be
a good girl as a teenager.
(Well, pretty good...except for getting your
friends in trouble by encouraging them
to short cut the school walk by sitting under
a tree and cutting through some back yards
to be close to the head of the pack)You attended a ball and are
flanked by two friends that went
I see that you thought you looked
like Madonna or some
slick chick in this photo.And even though you were classy enough
to go to a ball...
you could still have a ball
with your younger sister.You met TheBrawnyMan by chance..
when you were least expecting it..
He hung around you even when
it meant freezing his butt off..And then...how could it be?
You and TheBrawnyMan had a softly beautiful
magical wedding.....Even after you got married
you did not forget how important it was
to attend a Packer Game with
because, as you know, family is
one of the most important
things on God's green Earth...
you REALLY understand...
because you have gone
from baby to
child...from child to woman
from woman to wife..
from wife to mother..
Now you know..
know that you are blessed
in this life...
blessed to have
a family to call your own.And even though you are grown up..
and a woman..
you will always be
my little girl.
I love you!
And what better way to show it
than with flowers
ps...just wondering....while you are reading this...
uh...what is SweetCheeks doing?..
She is ALMOST as naughty
as you were!