Never getting married!!!!!!

I was in the middle of bed time ritual's. I had just finished with Ashley and checked off: Story, Prayer, Prayer Song, laying down for 1 minute, then 1 very last minute. Up next was Elizabeth.

Same routine...or suppose to be.



I was snuggling down with Elizabeth to begin reading the story. Before I could begin, Elizabeth asked me why my last name wasn't the same as Grandmomma's and Granddaddy's anymore. I thought..."this will be easy." I explained that "traditionally" when a man and a woman get married, the woman will drop her middle name. Then her last name becomes her middle name and she takes her husbands last name for her own. Simple.



TEARS! erupted from this child like a 1000 year old volcano erupting for the very first time!!!!!! When you read the next little bit spoken by Elizabeth, you will need to use your best sobbing from the depths of your sole.......

Elizabeth: "I'M NEVER GETTING MARRRRIIIIEEEEDDDDDDD!"

Me: "That's ok honey, you don't have too."

Elizabeth: "I'M NEVER GOING TO COLLEGE!"

Me: "That's ok honey, you don't have to."

Elizabeth: "I"M LIVING HERE FOREVVVVVVVVER!"

Me: "That is fine, you can. But you will have to get a job."

Me: " You can get a job in Shallotte." (Town near us)

Elizabeth: "NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I will get a job at Ocean Isle Beach! It's closerrrrrrrr!"

Me: "That will be fine."


Now, all was well with the world again!

Super Soft!

Shopping in Wal-Mart is always exciting if you happen to be with Ashley. Ashley is a very social 3 year old. This is how it all went down.

The girls and I are on the stationary aisle when an elderly man in one of those scooters Wal-Mart has, turned onto the same aisle. He catches Ashley's eye and of course she walks over and gives him a "once over". She gets closer and leans over to his leg (he has shorts on) and begins to run her hand up and down over his bare thigh repeatedly and says "You've got some Super Soft legs Mister!" He looked at me and I at him and he grins and said "That just made my trip worth while!"

We are going back to Wal-Mart soon......I wonder who she will feel up then? It may be you! LOL!

Hey, You a Vet?

I have been trying to teach my children (6 and 3) about veterans. They have gotten pretty good about recognizing the Veteran's hats worn primarily by our retired servicemen. When my children see such a hat being worn they approach the gentleman and say "Excuse me Sir, are you a Veteran?" More times than not I have to interpret for them. When the gentleman answers yes, the girls are to say "Thank You".

One day my youngest and I were in Wal-Mart trying to pull the country out of the recession single handily. As we were about to leave a heavy rain storm begun. So, along with about 30 people we hung out in the lobby area waiting. This is when my baby walks over to a gentleman wearing a Vietnam hat. In her most grown up voice and hand on her cocked hip, says "Hey,... you a Vet?" Now, if the clouds had opened at this time I would have gladly been ready to go. The gentleman, like the others, had been caught off guard and needed me to translate. He smiled down at my sweet baby and said "Yes, little girl, I am". She straighten up and gave him her best Pro Football pat on the rear and said....get ready...."Good Job!" I honestly believe that man cherished that above any medals he may have ever earned in his military career. That made his day, I am positive...and mine too.