Ready for the Beach

Mills is sure to be ready for the beach! I have been eyeing a certain piece of swimwear for him for a while, and so, I gave in and bought it! I loooove vintage looks! This reminds me of an early 1920s men's bathing suit. HA!
This LeTop "Gone Fishing" suit was found at the freckled frog.

Believe!

This Sunday night, March 28, the sanctuary choir at First Baptist Church, will present the story of Christ's death and resurrection...the Easter story. I invite you to come and worship with us!

First Baptist Church

211 South Main Street

Covington, Tn

6:00 pm

Blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believe! John 20:29

Bath & Playtime

I haven't taken many pictures of Mills in his "tub" lately, but tonight, I yelled to Erik to get the camera. His whale tub came with an orange fish that strains water for "showering" him off. We fill it with water and usually let the water trickle to his tummy. He wiggles and smiles with delight, but for the past couple of weeks, he's realized that he can reach and touch the falling water. It's too precious. As soon as the water falls, the hands go up. Here are a few pictures of our little "chubs."

Bath time was followed by story time (as usual). Tonight we read about David and Goliath, and "The Very Hungry Caterpillar, " then went downstairs for a few minutes of floor time. Mills has some awesome toys! He is trying so hard to crawl, but just can't seem to realize that he has to move both his legs and arms at the same time, so....he's still scooting.

Busy Busy Weekend

This weekend, our days were spent running around like chickens with our heads cut off, but it was a great weekend nonetheless.

My weekend starts on Thursday, and so after work, Erik and I worked quickly to get the house clean and clothes washed so that the rest of the day would be spent enjoying the nice weather. We picked our Mills up from Mimi June's and gave our jogging stroller a test drive around town, while stopping at Mama & Daddy B's house during our stroll. I'm trying to work off as much as this left over baby belly that I can before our beach trip in June.

Friday, our Mills went for his 2nd round of flu shots. Our big boy didn't even cry. I was so glad, because I took him by myself, which is something that I don't like doing. So, it was a BIG relief. Just for curiosity, I had them weigh him. Our big guy weighed 17lbs. 14oz. and is growing like a little weed. Just for starters, his cute little monogrammed shoes, and his brown Jemos shoes that fit him last week, would not even squeeze on his feet today. I was VERY shocked that his feet could grow so fast. Our poor guy went to church with no shoes on his feet, and so this embarrassing event will be followed by a trip to the "frog" this week for more shoes.

After the doctor, we headed to find him some new socks at the baby gap. These new little socks rock! Lets just say they fit like a glove and he hasn't been able to pull them off as easy, but oh does he try! We returned home around 1:00, and after a quick nap, Mills and I headed up to the freckled frog for some baby banz, and then went for an hour and a half stroll around town, stopping to visit with Mama B again. Actually, she was out working in her flower beds, so we took it upon ourselves to interrupt her hard work....I'm sure she didn't mind ;) After all, I was sweating like a pig, and needed to stop for a minute anyways. We were both worn out. I put our baby boy down at 7:45, and he slept until 7:38 am on Saturday.

Saturday was WILD. Mills had Easter pics at 10:00. I had a baby shower at 10:30, and then headed to our dear friends, The Sullivan's, to help a few friends pack up their home, before their movers arrive on Monday. You see, they just adopted the cutest little one from Ethiopia, and he has been very sick in LeBonheur, and they are still there. Connor is doing much better, and I am so thankful. I have prayed and prayed and prayed for this little one. He is such a beauty! They will be moving to Brentwood, and will be MISSED A TON. I was really looking forward to Mills and Connor getting to know each other, but it looks like we'll have an excuse to travel to Nashville ;) Then, we later headed to a birthday party for our little buddy, Jack at 3...such fun! Jack just turned 2. Mills had his first small taste of ice cream, and I gave him a tiny bit of icing from my piece of cake. He loved the ice cream! Our night ended with dinner at Erwin's, and then off to bed we went.

This morning, I woke up groggy and so unmotivated that I could have slept until...now. But, I managed to get Mills bathed, dressed, and loaded in the car by 9:35, just 10 minutes before Sunday school. We made it there in the pouring rain just in time. Okay, taking a baby to church by myself in the pouring rain was complete craziness. I looked like a drowned rat! Oh, but here's why. Pull up to park, jump in the backseat to cover Mills with a blanket, get out grab his stuff, and haul across the street and up the stairs, wet and out of breath...but oh, wait, I left his diaper bag in the car. So, I turned around, with my purse, ran back to the car, (it was raining harder by then and DON'T DARE ask me where my umbrella was, because 1. I don't know, and 2. There is no way you can carry all of that AND have an umbrella in your hand), opened the door grabbed his diaper bag, locked the door, and ran BACK across the street, up the stairs and back to the nursery to deliver his bag...oh, but wait...this time, I left my purse WITH MY BIBLE AND SUNDAY SCHOOL BOOK, in the car. Where is my brain? I left it at Methodist Germantown on August 13, 2009...oh yes I did!

Tonight, I took Mills to his first Children's Musical at HGCP church to see "Donkey Tales." He did soooo great, and only let out one little shreek of excitement during the whole play. He was so intrigued by the kids. I can't wait until he can participate in our church's children's choir one day...such fun!

Now, all is calm and quiet in the Beasley home. Mills is O-U-T, and I have just heard that the Healthcare Reform Bill was passed and I fell a little "sick to my stomach." If there is anything good about this, please tell me now so that I can stop worrying. I am in fear of a a socialist country and our corrupt leaders are taking it all the way! I am now headed to bed to pray and then will hopefully have a good night's sleep before I start all over again tomorrow.

St. Patrick

This morning, while on my way to work, I learned some interesting, unknown facts about St. Patrick's Day...or St. Patrick if you will, that I never knew. How I could not know these facts is beyond me, but as I was listening to K-LOVE, I learned that I did not know that St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was a Christian missionary, and that his father was a Christian deacon. It is said that St. Patrick used a shamrock to explain the Trinity to other Irishmen in order to covert them from their pagan beliefs. It is also said that this prayer was transcribed upon his breast plate and discovered at his death on March 17, around 460 A.D.

I guess I've just never known the reason St. Patty's day is celebrated, and this snip of history was very enlightening.

Top O' the Mornin' To Ya...

St. Patrick's Day is here, you see

We'll pick some shamrocks, one, two three.

We'll count the leaves and look them over,

And maybe find a four-leafed clover.

I'll sew green buttons on my vest

Green for St. Patrick, is the best

I'll wear a green hat, very high,

and dance a jig...at least I'll try.

Mills calls Hometown Flowers!

Okay, so our Mills must be a little more advanced than I thought. Who knew that the child would actually pick up the phone, and order his mommy and daddy some flowers. I didn't think he was capable of doing so, but evidently, he can talk, AND dial! I didn't realize he knew his numbers yet either. When I arrived home for lunch, I found this sitting on the kitchen island.

Isn't this the sweetest? The front of the card reads: "Mommy and Daddy"

To whomever, helped our little Mills dial the florist, we sincerely thank you from the bottom of our hearts. This is truly special. What a wonderful surprise!

Happy Anniversary!

Eight years ago, today, I married my best friend. It seems like yesterday, that I woke up with a smile on my face, knowing that it was my wedding day. A calm bride, I had a relaxing care-free day, and even took a 3 hour nap that morning, after running a few errands and dodging my soon to be hubby, who was at the time, at the country club, where I was headed to check out the decor. We did the old tradition of not seeing each other before we met at the alter, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. I remember riding with my friend, Kelli, up the drive to the club, and getting a phone call, saying that E was there, but leaving. I literally got in the floor board as we passed each other coming and going, so that he would not see me. *oh yeah, she was driving of course.

Oh, what a wonderful 8 years it has been! We had almost seven and a half years of time to ourselves, before welcoming the most precious gift that God could have ever blessed us with. I am one lucky lady. Erik is the best husband and father that I could ask for. You see, we were never sure about having children, but the baby bug bit me in July of 2008. Four months later, we found out that we were going to parents...WOW! We LOVE IT!!!

Erik, thank you so much for a wonderful eight years of happiness, good times, and always being there for me. Thank you so much for helping me in everything I do, no matter how ill and exhausted I get from those daily mommy duties. You're always helping me...fixing bottles, bathing Mills, helping me read to him, sing to him, and putting him to bed. I thank being the sweet romantic you are and doing those "little things" that let me know you're thinking of me when you are away from home. I look sooo forward to many more years together. A lot lies ahead, and I am excited! I love you, E! Happy Anniversary!!

I Love Them...

Here are a few pictures of my boys playing this afternoon. Oh how I love these boys!

Feet...I love little feet!

Oh yes, he's found the TV...

"Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus"

We love this book! Okay, so, I love this book, but Mills will surely learn to love it. I have read it to him several times, and believe it or not, he sits pretty still and listens....well, maybe not, but at least I am trying to plant a seed. Nana bought this book for Mills for Christmas. I am a huge fan of books that have received the Caldecott Medal, and this just happens to be one of them. This books is original and so hilarious. When a bus driver takes a break from his route, a very contrary pigeon steps in a volunteers to take his place. I just found out tonight that there are more "Don't let the Pigeon..." books. Thanks Christi!!! This mommy needs coaching. I'll have to check them out, but for now, LOOK WHAT I FOUND!

I think someone needs these! ;)