A Boy, His Dad and Snow

The weathermen predicted it and this time they were right - it SNOWED! in Georgia! in January!

We had a snow day on Saturday that reminded me of my days in college. It started snowing around 11 a.m. and didn't stop until evening. Granted, it was only about 3 inches, but it has been probably seven or eight years since the last time it snowed down here in the Dirty South.

Will took Everett out to enjoy the falling snow.

And Everett? Well, he was gracious enough to copy everything Will did. Smarty pants.

I sure do love these two guys!

Size is a Relative Thing

Thanks to Paula and Lydia, we dusted off the ol Exersaucer yesterday. It's nice to know that even though Everett is way above the recommended age guidelines, he didn't let a little thing like the fact that he can stand up straight in it deter him from having a grand time.

It made me a little nostalgic for earlier times,
But glad he's a kid after my own heart and is determined to get his money's worth out of it!

Confession #57

I have a habit. One that I'm not particularly proud of, but one that I just can't seem to quit. I'm thinking/hoping I'm not alone in my habit, but here it is: I LOVE to blog surf.

You know how it is: You give yourself five minutes to check a few blogs, see what folks are up to, and before you know it an hour has passed, you've squandered away nap time (for the mommies out there) and you've found a long lost friend, but with absolutely no recollection as to how you really stumbled across their site.

Sadly, the thrill I get from finding the blog of someone I used to know is intoxicating. I always get giddy when I find a new blog that has loads of folks on their sidebar. You never know who you might find next!

So for any other surfers out there, feel free to check out my update sidebar. You might be surprised who you happen to find out there in the Internet ocean. Surf's up!

Fancy Schmancy

I haven't been to many black-tie affairs in my day. And I've been to exactly zero since becoming a stay-at-home mom. So when Will told me that he had a "Kick Off to 2008" work party that was black tie, I admit, I was less than thrilled. I hate dress shopping and just didn't know if I would find something that was a) appropriate and b) I'd like. But, I think I faired alright and I do have to say, I felt pretty snazzy getting all dolled up and going out with my handsome husband to a party with all the grown ups. We're talking sit-down dinner, tables set with something like four different glasses and seven pieces of silverware per person, an open bar (you KNOW we took advantage of that. Hello, cherry Coke!), a d.j. AND karaoke too. What a night!

Here we are in our formalwear. And yes, my dress was very sparkly.

You know, sometimes it really comes in handy to have a husband with long arms. If I had taken this picture, it'd be A LOT closer.

Will the Thrill treating everyone's ears to a rousing and incredibly spot-on version of Garth Brooks' "Friends in Low Places." Seriously good. So good, in fact, that one old man swore Will has a career in Nashville in his future. If only I could sing, we could be the next Tim and Faith!

A Momentous Day

We have an announcement to make concerning the status of our little girl's ears (drumroll please): They're pierced!

(Shocking, we know.)

Getting Juliana's ears pierced has been part of our plan since the day we found out we were pregnant with a girl. We both think it's cute and I had my ears pierced when I was two months old, so we decided we'd do the same with our daughter. Now, before I get loads of comments about how 1) inappropriate, 2) cruel/mean, 3) tacky, 4) ugly or 5) wrong it is to have pierced her ears, let me simply say, 'Thanks, but no thanks'. Will and I both happen to think it is darling on little girls and thankfully, Juliana is our daughter. I do have to say though, I am amazed at the amount of emotion people feel about the topic of piercing little girls ears. Don't believe me? Check it out.

So we wandered over to Claire's today with Paula and Lydia (yes, it was a piercing party). Here's a pre-pierce shot of Juliana:

And a pre-pierce shot of both the girls. Despite this picture as evidence to the contrary, Juliana really is quite a bit chubbier than Lydia. Must've been the camera angle.

Grandma offered to hold the babies so the moms could snap some pictures.
And there you have it. Lest you think me cruel for subjecting such a sweet little girl to this kind of pain, the crying lasted for seriously 10 seconds max. She cries more than that when I'm slow to get her out of her crib after a nap.
So there you have it. Pierced ears. So cute!

Afterwards we grabbed lunch at this new diner. To give you an idea of the caliber of food at this fine dining establishment, take a look at some of the tastier treats on the menu:

#5 looks great! Wonder if that's the same thing as Chicken Cattatorie?

Hmm, hmm, hmm for #11

Paula-walla and Lydia, post pierce:

Juliana and me, post pierce:

And one more shot of the cutie pie herself:

Whadda Ya Know?

So apparently Juliana isn't the only Giddens who looks good in pink. And a pink bow to boot.

(He's actually saying the word "cheese" in the above picture. And yes, eyes closed is a classic Kilgore pose.)

Yea for 2008!

Is anyone else super excited for 2008? I sure am!! I'm glad 2007 is behind us and I'm so looking forward to everything 2008 has to offer. Besides, 2008 has quite a few components about which I'm particularly pumped. Namely, it's an even numbered year. I really dig even numbers. Our wedding anniversary is 02/06/04, so this year we'll celebrate our 4th anniversary, I'll be 28 all year, we have two kids, etc. I just know 2008 is going to be wicked awesome for the Giddens gang. Yippee!!

Christmas was nice. Very low-key, but nice. I have a couple of cool stories to share, but I want to wait just a bit before sharing. Our family was extremely blessed by folks who truly embraced the Christmas spirit. So if any of our "Santas" are reading this blog - a big thank you!

We spent the Christmas holidays enjoying lots of family time. Business really slows down for Will during the last two weeks of the year, so it was nice to have him around quite a bit. We visited with family, watched movies, ate yummy food and as you can see, Juliana did quite a bit of sleeping. She slept alone in the Bumbo chair:

With Grandpa on the couch:
And with Dad on the couch:

(Notice how her pacifier matches her outfit/blanket? Man, I'm good!)

Everett spent the holidays playing with his new bounty of toys (thanks grandparents!), but most of his joy came from finding new and interesting ways to utilize that Bumbo chair.




Ahh, life's simple pleasures. Here's to a happy new year to all of you and a wonderful 2008!

Merry Christmas from E and J!

Today was a wonderful Sunday before Christmas (and my birthday for those in the know) and Mr. Everett and Miss Juliana are ringing in the Christmas season in their own special way. Frist of all, they sat on Santa's lap at the ward Christmas party last night.
Everett, as you can see, was a bit leery of that Santa fellow, but Juliana sat there like a champ. And then today in Nursery, he created his own Christmas card using only THREE fingers. I was impressed!
And Juliana celebrated Christmas at church in style, gracing everyone with a celebratory red velvet and creamy silk dress with red and green embroidered overlay. Touche!

The Girlier Side of Life

Since I became a mom to a boy first, I'm totally not used to "decorating" the head of my child. For whatever reason, I've really had to work hard at remembering that Juliana CAN wear bows, ribbons and other fun stuff. So thank you Jessica for giving me a nudge and sending not only a super cool bow, but also a very cute onesie!

She starts off being a little unsure about this whole bow business...
to becoming a bow pro...
to being utterly surprised at how dang big that bow is!

Thankfully Thankful

As a mom my days can sometimes be a bit monotonous. Getting and keeping kids clothed, fed, rested, clean and happy, while essential, are not always full of excitement. Sometimes my days are so full of the same kinds of activities that they blend together and all of a sudden I realize it's Friday. While I'm overjoyed to be a mom and wouldn't trade my two little tykes for anything in the world, I'm soooooo glad when we have a day or when I capture a moment that just makes me happy. Behold, one darling girl with the cutest, chubbiest legs and arms and one handsome, sweet, loving boy who are both so awesome:

Melmo Poo Poo

That's right my fine readers, apparently stuffed animals have potty issues too. At least according to my two-year-old. Everett brought me his stuffed "Melmo" yesterday exclaiming that Melmo had poo pooed. Thinking it was pretty cute I told Everett that we needed to change Melmo's diaper. Everett dutifully brought his beloved Melmo upstairs to his room and grabbed one of his diapers. Being the sensible mom that I am, I decided Juliana's size 1 diaper would be a better fit. Behold, the diapered Melmo:

And just so you know, Melmo's poo poo is stinky (according to Everett)

Is this the sign of a mom that spends a majority of her day in conversation with a two year old that I found this whole episode incredibly cute and highly entertaining?

Change of Address

Thanks Emily for reminding me that some folks might not have our current address. Rather than post it here any Bob, Chuck or Larry to stumble across, please shoot me an email and I'll reply with the address of our current abode. (I'm thinking for Christmas card purposes, if we're lucky enough to be on any of y'all's list). Happy Holidays!

Tuckered Out

When it comes to my kids' sleep schedules, I am nothing if not diligent. Nap times and bed times are pretty firm. It takes something pretty special and significant for me to compromise my children's sleep.

So a couple of weeks ago Everett woke up later than normal, which pushed his nap time back a tad. But when nap time rolled around, he was outside with Grandpa "helping" him cut the grass. And I got busy doing other things, so I thought, "We'll skip the nap and hopefully have an earlier bedtime tonight."

Later than evening I was in the midst of cooking dinner, so I put on "Toy Story 2" for Everett (currently one of his faves). A few minutes later I went in to bring him to the table and this is what I saw:

It wasn't even 6:30 yet! I felt like a horrible mom for letting him fall asleep on the floor, waaay early, and without dinner. But he was out. I put him to bed and he woke up the next morning at 8 raring to go.

Moral of the story? I'm not nearly as hard-nosed about sleep as I like to think!

And to conclude, a shot of the fab foursome at Ty and Kami's Open House last weekend: