Sister, her mister and baby Bird are headed to Augusta for the Masters to watch a little golf, sip on Arnold Palmers, revel in the azaleas and dine on egg salad and pimento cheese. To an amateur like myself, it would be number one day on my list of days to go. It’s the fun day… where kids are allowed on the course, golfers are signing autographs and their littles are caddies. And tomorrow my parents are making the trek. Am I feeling a little left out and totally green with envy right about now? Noooo, what made you think so?
Anyhoo… in order to attend this see and be seen so-Southern event in style, Sister has spent the week running all over creation picking up outfits for her crew. And in looking for a golf john-john for baby Bird, she found herself on the mudpie website – an adorable company headquartered right here in metro Atlanta. And in perusing said site, she found herself staring at the one and only, former best baby in the world, Cookie! I had totally forgotten about his short stint as a model (and mine as a stage marm) and was just as pleased as punch to go back and look at some of his precious pics from just about a year ago. He beat out slews of other babies for the “older boy baby” job and dazzled the crew with his smiles and poses.
One day of interviews, one day in studio, a few great photographs and one nice check for the savings account later, we had a unique addition to his baby book. Probably the only addition to the baby book that wasn’t copied verbaitum from big brother’s. So at the young age of two, that’s Cookie’s claim to fame. Not to shabby, if i do say so myself.
Our Chili Cheesy Hash Brown Bake is in the oven, the boys are on a bike ride with Honey and I’m about to hop into the shower in anticipation of my first book club tonight. Yippee!