Well… I knew this day would come, but I truly thought we had at least one more year. The curtain has officially closed on Whit’s orchestra journey. For the past six years, he’s proudly played the cello, and it has brought so much joy to all of us. It’s hard to believe it all started… Read More
As the boys have gotten older, the “Read” gift in our four gift tradition has definitely become the hardest to choose. When they were little, it was easy. A new installment in a favorite series, something seasonal and fun, or something silly with a little potty humor. Now I want it to be thoughtful and… Read More
Be gentle with me today. This one felt particularly emotional. It’s the post I wrote on Whit’s birthday but didn’t publish. If you’ve been here for any length of time, you know I love birthdays. All birthdays, yes, but especially my boys’ birthdays. I look forward to them with the same excitement I did when… Read More
We did our annual photos with Kimberly Mitchell this summer, and I love them so, so much. This is a tradition that will be hard to let go of when the boys eventually outgrow it, but for now they are still fairly willing participants. They all know how much it means to me! This year we tried… Read More
First things first: just like last year, I very carefully and thoughtfully packed for the move. A few items were instrumental in keeping move-in day smooth and stress-free: And, let’s not underestimate the importance of muscle power! These two cuties are high school friends, teammates and now pledges in his fraternity that showed up to… Read More
Sometimes the best projects happen by accident. A few months back, I stumbled on an old Tiger Chew canister in a little junk shop. I didn’t know what I’d do with it, but it felt perfectly “Auburn,” so I tucked it into John’s Easter basket. You can barely spot it peeking out in the photo… Read More
When John pledged a fraternity last summer, I knew right away I wanted to cross-stitch his Greek crest. It’s a tradition rooted in my own story. Daddy-O surprised me with a ZTA crest after my initiation way back in 1995. Over the last thirty years, that stitched piece has followed me from the sorority house… Read More