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WE CALLED FOR REINFORCEMENTS

Monday, December 31, 2012

THE NEW RESIDENT OF 403 EAST PERCY STREET, INDIANOLA HAS BEEN EVICTED.  WE HAD TO CALL FOR BACK-UP AND WE MEANT BUSINESS.
IT WAS EITHER HIM OR US. 


No, this is not the actual rat - this is a picture of what a Wood Rat looks like - I was doing my research to try to figure out what kind of Beast I was dealing with!

He thought this was a game.  We did not.  It started about 2 weeks ago.  We heard "something" but couldn't quite figure out the direction it was coming from.  Later that week, Mark found pellets poop, LARGE POOP, in his closet.  We cleaned out everything, from shoes to underwear.  We swept and cleaned his closet until it was spotless.  That same night while laying in the bed watching sports center, the devil himself decided to show his squirmy little face to my husband.  All Mark could say about the "incident" and informal meeting was that he was no mouse. No Sir.  We were not dealing with a "mouse."  He was grey and his tail was as long as Mark's arm.  I called Terminix, seeing as to how my "mouse traps" were not going to tackle this job.  They brought poison in a box.  Mark was concerned about Darly getting the poison.  As much as I was concerned about that too, I was just as concerned about the little rodent eating it only to die in the walls of Mark's closet and never be found.  So terminix returned.  This time they brought sticky traps.  I could hear the little turd laughing himself silly as we lined the floor of the closet with our goo.  All the little beast did was play in the mess.  He literally ATE HIMSELF free from the sticky traps.  You could LITERALLY SEE TEETH MARKS IN THE TRAP.  This is a RAT.  A GIANT RAT.  So that night, I went out to the shed.  Pulled out the best trap we have - the one we got for armadillo catching.  The trap hasn't ever caught anything but a cat - but if its big enough for a cat - its big enough for this little beast.  I bait him.  CHEESE.  I tried assortments.  Mexican Cheddar was his favorite.  Not a big fan of Pepper jack.  Still.... I couldn't catch his squirmy little a**! So... We called 'Ole SAM.  It was time for a dad to step in and take care of business.  Mark has 2 holes eaten out of his closet and his Church shoes had poo in them on Sunday.  We were ready for war.  The more often Mr. Rat came around, the more of a mess he made.  He was loud, and destructive.  2 weeks of this "temporary resident" was all I could take. 



Well.......  WE GOT HIM... or so we thought! Apparently, where this is ONE MR. RAT, there is a whole brood of them......  Our count got up to SIX! Yes I said SIX!!!!!!!  At which point I didnt care about the smell, and we reintroduced Poison, as well as fixed the holes in the closet - so they are probably all dead in the walls of Mark's Closet, but the inside of our house has been Rat-Free for 5 days now! Hallelujah!

TACKY TENNIS CHRISTMAS

Monday, December 17, 2012

We had a fantastic time on our "night out"!

Our sweaters were courtesy of Nana Rose - she loaned us "her nicest" for the big event!

The menu consisted of pork rines, KFC (in the bucket), melted chocolate balls, vienna sauages (in the can), chips (in the bag), milk punch, BBQ, Spam, and cranberry sauce.  A TRUE REDNECK CHRISTMAS!

Karoke was a hit.  Although Mark never made it to the stage to sing (like his wife), he did however; dance a little while chowing down on a chip or two. 

OH, and Who knew Cousin Eddie was coming to the party????




THINGS THAT MAKE YOU GO .... UMMMM....

Thursday, December 13, 2012


SUGAR FREE FRENCH VANILLA LATTE WITH NON-FAT MILK
MCDONALDS


UMMMM.......


IF THIS WONT GET YOU IN THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT THEN YOUR JUST A BAH HUMBUG!
I EVEN CAUGHT MARK JAMMIN OUT TO "GO TELL IN ON THE MOUNTAIN" YESTERDAY!
HAPPY THURSDAY EVERYONE :)

7 MONTHS

Monday, December 10, 2012

YOU ARE EVERYWHERE.
YOU DO NOT SIT STILL.
YOUR LITTLE HANDS ARE LIKE STICKY LITTLE MAGNETS.
YOU ARE CONSTANTLY ON THE GO.
YOU ARE THE BUSIEST AND HAPPIEST PERSON THAT I KNOW.


HENCE THE PICTURE IS A BLUR.  I SWEAR I TOOK ABOUT 80 AND THIS WAS THE "BEST"
I GAVE UP.  


WEIGHT:  16 POUNDS 
(you have lost weight this month - not much - but a little.  I am not concerned (yet).  Your little muscles are working overtime, plus, I think you have gotten longer)

DIAPER SIZE: 2 

ARMY CRAWL:  YOU ARE MASTERING IT

HEIGHT:  I do not know the exact measurement but its longer than a month ago because all of your pants are suddenly too short by about an inch.  (This could be due to Miss Lizzy and her washing skills since our underwear is usually blue these days, but I really think you have hit a growth spurt.)

EATING HABITS:  YOU ONLY EAT WHEN YOU WANT TO. You have suddenly gotten into this "If I don't want to eat it right now, I'm not going to" phase.  This has been going on about a week now.  You eat, just not as much, and not as often.  You want your bottle because its quick and allows you to multi-task.  "Food Food" requires too much time, and your too busy for that.

SCHEDULE:  You have thrown it out the window.  You eat and drink and play when Rose wants to eat and drink and play.  As long as your sleeping all night and happy - whatever.

Mickey Mouse is great entertainment for SHORT PERIODS OF TIME.  Then its like a light bulb goes off in your little head and DING DING DING... Its time to do something else.  Again, Your too busy for that.

Walmart and the Grocery Store are your new favs! Mission Impossible! "How many things can I grab from the cart within 30 seconds of walking in???"   1.2.3. GO MOM.  

I'm finally putting all those Parenting Magazines to good use! They make GREAT entertainment because Paper is the coolest thing you have ever seen! 

You are so much fun right now, but I am a constant worry wort! BECAUSE YOUR INTO EVERYTHING!

Questions I have asked myself more in the last month than ever before in my life:
What is that smell?
Where did she go?
What is in your mouth?
Where did that come from?
Whats all over your shirt?
What do you think that look on her face means?
Where is your other shoe?
What are you eating?
Where is all this drool coming from?
Why are your clothes wet?
Why are your hands blue?
How did that scratch get on your face?
Are we going to get turned over to child services?

LET THE BABY-PROOFING BEGIN ! 

ITS BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS ...

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

TAKE TWO


I finally decided to try AGAIN to decorate our home for Christmas.  As a child, decorating for Christmas was a huge event that I had to wait all year long to do.  It was the most fun Saturday of December (unless of course Christmas day actually fell on Saturday).  This year, maybe its because I'm older, maybe its because I'm much busier, maybe its because of the weather, or maybe its because Christmas Part One turned into a complete disaster and ruined my spirit, I dunno, but it just doesn't "feel" like Christmas yet... I now know why every year my dad had to ask the question "Carol, do we have to get a Christmas tree this year?"
(like there was a possibility in his voice all those years ago that we may actually not get a tree... there was an option here????) 
Well dad.... I TOTALLY GET YOU THIS YEAR!

However, if you take heart to the pictures that follow, you will understand why decorating this year is so important to me.  You will also see that Christmas is no longer about My Spirit.  There is someone way more important who deserves Christmas just the way every Child should.  This Christmas may be only remembered by the paper, bows, and boxes, but our home will be lit up and "in the spirit" for this holiday season - even it I don't finish until Christmas eve at midnight! And I hope that thru the entire month of December, I remember the Reason for the Season, and don't let the "decorating blues" keep me from enjoying the most special time of the year!










The outside garland sure is looking a little puny these days... The outside lights still do not work... but those balls are HOT GLUED to that garland, and it is going to be a nightmare to get those lights off.  I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN....  What a job this may be, but it does make our home look so pretty to be lit up.  I will do it.  Christmas eve is the goal! ha :)

EYE ON IT

Monday, December 3, 2012

TOBY MAC - IN CONCERT


MAC DADDY HIMSELF

I'M A ROCK STAR COUSIN (no pun intended)

For Christmas, Mark and I took all of the kiddos to the Toby Mac concert! We had a BLAST! The theme was "Keep Your Eye On IT"  with IT of course being Jesus.  I somehow managed to get floor level tickets... I'm still not sure how I pulled that one off, but our seats were INCREDIBLE! Yes, We really were that close to him, and Yes I could see his sweat and the hair on his arms! SO CLOSE!

We never told them what they were getting for Christmas, and we never told them where we were going. Mark and I picked them up at 3:45 that afternoon and headed toward Jackson.  They had no clue what was going on.  The whole way there our trip consisted of Clues...



Can you drive it? ....................... No
Can you ride in it? ..................... No
Can you eat it? .......................... No
Can you play with it? ................. No
Can you wear it? ....................... No
Will you take it home tonight? .... No
(this was before I knew Josh would spend his entire life savings on TM apparel - Neon green/yellow apparel - he looked like a highlighter busted on his head by the time we left)

Its the Professor.  In the Library.  With the Knife!!! 
DING DING DING!


Sarah Allyn is the only one who figured it out prior to the concert!
She was about to absolutely BUST AT THE SEAMS because she knew and the boys didn't!

We went to FIVE GUYS to eat before the concert.  We sat them all down at the Renaissance and gave them each an envelope.  Inside held the GOLDEN TICKET!

I think that they all had a great time, and it was something they will never forget!





Walt:  Yal did so much better on our Christmas present this year than last year!
Mark:  What did we get you last year?
Walt:  I have no idea, that's why this one was way better!






THE STORY OF DISASTER

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

PARTY FOUL 2012

Words can not express the feeling that overcame me when this happened.  It was Tragic.  Like the loss of a pet.  I worked so hard.... all day Saturday to have the most perfect Christmas Tree! The perfectionist in me was at its peak. 

So this is the story of disaster....
note:  you may need a glass of wine to ease your spirit as you read

Yes, I was standing on that ladder.  The one under the tree....


It all started when Mark left town this weekend to go with some buddies from work to the Saints game in New Orleans.  I was not happy about it (honestly).. It was a holiday weekend and it was the first time in a long time WE BOTH had Zero plans... no wedding, no parties, no key note speakers at the church, no high school football games, no christenings, no Junior Auxiliary workshops, no runs to Jackson, nothing....  I wanted to lay low and do exactly that... NOTHING.  I had taken most of the week off work for Thanksgiving, and for once Mark didn't have to make up a holiday work day on a Saturday.  But, once Mark sprang this trip on me (Wednesday night I think it was....) I had no choice but say fine - Rose and I will enjoy our weekend of Redbox, hot chocolate, homemade soup, and Christmas decorations all by our self. 

So in preparation for being gone and doing his best to stay out of the dog-house for his last minute weekend rendezvous, Mark got me all set for Christmas.  Friday night he borrowed my granddads truck.  He bought a Christmas Tree - which by the way is was the most beautiful tree I have ever seen - it is 12 feet tall and touches our ceiling in the den - no holes - perfectly symmetrical (well it used to be symmetrical anyway.... ) He hauled it home and put it up.  He got all of my Christmas decorations out of the storage and brought them to the den.  He put the ladder up.  He cleaned the house.  Literally, all I had to do was make hot chocolate and decorate the tree.  In my eyes, it was a day of fun ahead..... 

Well, Saturday had a mind of its own.  My day started with Mark's alarm going off at 6am ON A SATURDAY! The sun wasn't even up yet! Rose woke up with a runny nose and a terrible cough - she's sick.... the funk had hit my baby.  Great.  All the more reason to stay cooped up inside all day.  After doping her on cough meds and children's cold and flu, we ate our breakfast, lit the gas logs, put on a pot of coco, turn on Christmas music, and started to unbox.  This took place at approximately 8:30am.  By 10am I realized that half of my lights from last year didn't work and since that is step #1 in Christmas decorating, we needed to make a walmart run - Rose needed nose spray anyway.  So I load up my poor sick baby and head out for the day after black Friday shopping - which was terrible too.  Who knew Christmas lights were 10 bucks each! It was like 100$ for LIGHTS! Are you kidding me....????  So now I'm in a bad mood, along with Rosie! Just call me Mrs. Scrooge by this point.  By lunch time I had accomplished close to nothing.  Rose (a.k.a. the Grinch) would not let me put her down.  She climbed on me all day.  She fussed.  Nothing made her happy.  She couldn't suck her bottle or her passy because she couldn't breathe.  Her little eyes were glassed over and the look on her face was absolutely pitiful.  I felt terrible for her. 

By 3:30ish that afternoon, the garland was hung, the door and entrance way were up (this was all done while Rose was napping), and all I had left to do was the actual decorating of the tree! The most fun part. I decorated for 4 hours! FOUR! Rose woke up happier, I made spice tea and re-attempted our Christmas music.  It was actually turning into a pleasant afternoon.  Or so I thought...

When ... Suddenly (what to my wondering eyes did appear?)...  I felt the tree "give" just a little....  I eased my hands off of the ribbon - nothing.  So I started to slowly ease down the ladder, when BAM BAM out of nowhere I'm ambushed by the Christmas Tree.  I go flying across the room - off the ladder.  My beautiful Christmas tree came crashing down.  Some of my ornaments are broken, some of them are bent, half of my lights are no longer working ( my 100$ donation to the Thomas Edison estate light bulbs by the way), the water poured out of the base and all under my pottery barn area rug, tree bristles were all over my house, and for some reason the outside lights do not work anymore as well as the clock in Rose's bedroom - I'm sure this has something to do with shorting a circuit somewhere in the line when the extension cord got yanked out of the wall and half way across the room by a giant tree. 

It took Julia, Allen, Josh, Walt, Rachael's mom, and myself to hoist up my Christmas tree, clean up the water under my rug, put down new towels under the base, and tie my tree up to the curtain rod with fishing line! A complete and utter disaster! Yes, I cried.

By the end of the night I was completely over "Christmas" and said to heck with it... our Christmas tree looks like Rose and Darly decorated it.  Literally.  Half the lights work, half don't.  Part of the tree has ornaments.  Part doesn't. It was awful.  Just awful. 

I have since decided that I absolutely refuse to allow Rose's very FIRST Christmas to be a complete sham.  I will make this the perfect Christmas - so help me God.  I have started to re-decorate the tree, and re-do the lights...  I'm not quite as enthused as I was round 1, but I'm doing my best to remember the Reason for the Season.  It was not the end of the world.  I know.  But it was pretty darn close to it :)

TURKEY DAY

Monday, November 26, 2012

We had a WONDERFUL THANKSGIVING! We celebrated the holiday in Koscuisko with Mark's family at his Grandmother Montegue's.  Rose had a blast getting to know all of her new cousins.  I really felt like I spent the entire trip trying to take pictures of everybody; yet somehow, I have no pictures of anybody... except Rose and Mitch.  So apparently, I just took about 1000 pictures of the two of them! I did not even get a picture of Rose's first thanksgiving with me and Mark.... I am beyond depressed over this.  I really want to capture EVERY SINGLE MOMENT!  Oh well, Next Thanksgiving is going to be out of control with the kiddos.... they will ALL be WALKING by then... Mitch, Rose, Laken, Anne Lowry, Caleb....  I cant wait!!!!!  And I promise myself I will get a picture of Rose's 2nd Thanksgiving with her momma!




So much to be thankful for this year:

Sucessful open heart surgery of my mother
Giving of her kidney by Aunt Theresa for Phyl
The birth of sweet baby Rose and Anne Lowry
80th Birthday Celebration of Papa Rose
Student Loans PAID OFF!

The list goes on and on...  Just this morning I was thankful for the rain. 
God is Good.  All the time.

HALF A YEAR...

Monday, November 19, 2012

WHERE OH WHERE IS MY BABY ????



6 MONTH STATS:
Height: 27.5 in ( 95 % )
Weight: 17.5 pounds ( 68 % )
Head Circumference: 43.2 cm ( 68 % )
Weight for Recumbent Length ( 35 % )
Lower % is better - this means she is taller than she is chubby.
Low % = tall/ skinny vs high % = short/fat

* Note:  I am really really proud of her percentages; however I do want her to be able to wear high heels and not feel like Zombie Woman, so we need to slow it down a tad on our growth I do believe....  The Doctor said anything less than 2% and over 98% they run test...  so only a few more and they might be testing for Gigantism or something....  I am proud of you Rosie but lets not be an over-achiever!

Diaper Size:  2

Milk:   5-7 ounces per feeding.  We are down to 50/50 breastmilk/formula.  I am finally weening you!!! Yay for me! You, on the other hand, hate it.  I feel really bad when you cry and refuse your milk (because its formula), but that guilty feeling only last momentarily.  Sorry honey, my mom duty is done in that department.... but I still love ya :)

Food:  You have moved to stage 2 foods.  This includes "medleys" and "mixed combinations"  such as Harvest Vegetable Medley, Strawberry Blueberry Tart, Apple Cinnamon Oatmeal, Corn and Sweet Potatoes, Garden Vegetable Combo, ect...  You love everything.  I have yet to find a food you truly do not like.  Although you may eat anything, you definitely have your favorites - still carrots, as well as strawberry yogurt, macaroni and cheese, and anything peach flavored. 

Rise and Shine:  About 6:30 am
Sweet Dreams:  About 8-9 pm


Schedule:
6:30am - bottle only
8:00am - breakfast - oatmeal and fruit
12noon - lunch and bottle - vegetable and rice
4pm - bottle and maybe a snack (yogurt or a peach in your nubby, only if you want it)
7:30pm - supper - rice cereal, a vegetable medley, and sometimes a fruit too
8:30pm - bottle only


Things your up to these days:
  • Sitting up.  Sometimes you still fall over, but you are doing Great !
  • Scoot - any way and every where (but forward) - the funniest is when you go in a clockwise position, then turn and go counterclockwise, like your winding yourself up for something
  • "Cooing" all the time.  You will look us dead in the eye and wrinkle your forehead and start jabbering away like you know exactly what your talking about.  And whatever it is that has you so concerned - please know that I completely agree!
  • "Laughing" out loud.  Sometimes you laugh at yourself.  This is the BEST!
  • You can now pick up your passy and put it in your mouth all by yourself.  When you do it, you just grin and smile, and then out of nowhere, you yank it out and throw it down.  Its like "wow i did it, great, now go fetch" ha ha
  • You have discovered your pretty little face in the mirror.  Every morning you just stare and look side to side at whoever is by you and then back in the mirror.  You have this expression of "well this is cool" written on your face. 
  • You want nothing more than to be Darly's friend.  You just worship and admire her so much.  Her hair and ears and feet look like Christmas Morning to your little eyes!  That being said.... Darly is adjusting to this. period. end of explanation.
  • You now know the sound of the front door, and that it means someone is coming or going.  Whenver you hear it, you jerk your head in that direction, or arch your back backwards to see who it is. 
  • You are TEETHING and all this drool is a nightmare! Fever comes and goes.  Spontaneously.  I keep checking daily for one of those little boogers to start poking through but nothing...... 
  • You have the worst toe jam of any person that I have ever met! And your feet smell awful too! I swear I scrub them.  Im not sure how you manage to have such nasty little toes.
  • You have figured out how to shake your bottle, so that milk sprays everywhere - all in your face, on your blanket, in the nap nanny, on your clothes......  ect....  then you look up at me like "I have no idea how this happened"
  • You are finally doing better around people you dont know.  This was confirmed at your Christening.  Im so glad that this is possibly just a phase and not a permanent personality characteristic.
  • You are the most laid back person!  Even more so than your dad - if that is possible????  We wag you around and take you everywhere.  You just go with the flow.  You will eat pears and potatos in the basketball gym, or sit through 3-overtimes for Samuel's play off games, or take a nap in the buggy at walmart, or even lay in my lap and play while I get a pedicure.  I have even had to change a dirty diaper in the woods and rake leaves with my foot to lay you down, and you just smiled...... You don't really care.  You definitely have a TYPE B personality - at least at this point in your life. 
  • Your starting to "think."  I know that may seem odd to some people, but I mean your starting to really "reason things" in your little mind.  For example, you will look at me when you do something and smile because you know its ugly (like spitting out your food), or waiting until I turn my head to try to roll out of the nap nanny (you don't do it when your being watched - its like you "know"), and thinking about how to get from point A to point B.  Its so interesting to watch you grow.  All of the little things I/We do each day without even thinking were once things we had to LEARN to do and figure it all out.  ie.... reaching for something, turning your head to a noise, pulling socks off, scratching our head or ear.  Its fascinating to see you do these things and "LEARN."
  • The other day after your bath, I was letting you play in just your diaper and you discovered the Oh So Fantastic BELLY BUTTON.  You kept trying to grip and pull it off.  Then look at me like "its stuck, get that off me" I could not stop laughing!
  • You finally have shoes that fit! We made it to size 1s... or really size 0-6 months without falling off! I feel like we have been chasing socks forever.  You don't try to pull off your shoes off nearly as badly as you yank off those socks! And this has me extremely puzzled... I am unsure how you are so tall for your age, but your feet are still small???  I thought the taller you are, the bigger your feet..... So im very confused! Hopefully we will be fully in size 1s by Christmas!
  • Its your morning "duty" to untie as many of your bumper pad strings as you possibly can before I hear you in the monitor.  These days, if I don't hear you, I don't panic anymore - my curiosity just peaks to its highest level!
  • You cry when you see me leave for work now.  Its sweet but at the same time it breaks my heart  over and over and over again all the way to work.  I have already started to have to master the "sneak out" each morning.  You even do this when your dad comes in from work and then leaves again for something (tennis, golf, meeting).  You don't really do it to him in the morning, but definitely in the afternoon.  There have even been days he has to go strolling with us because you cried and cried and cried until we came back home to get him for the walk.  Your daddy. however; has not mastered the "sneak out" and probably never will.  It wont be long before you figure out that if you cry like that for him in the morning, he wont go to work at all.  I on the other hand.... still will. 
  • You could watch a fire (in the fireplace or firepit) for hours.  Mesmorizing.....
  • I think that you can see great! If there is anything small anywhere, have no doubts, you will find it and eat it.  For example, a string or piece of hair on your clothes, a bug on the floor, lint between your toes, fuzz, the list goes on and on.... I am constantly asking myself the question "what is this? where did this come from? how did this get in your mouth?"
  • You LOVE books.  At this point, all you want to do is crunch up the pages and stick the corners of the book in your mouth.  But, I try daily to read to you.  Pop up books are great at getting your attention, but it takes skill to read a pop up book without your little fingers ripping off the frog's tounge or the dog's tail.
  • You have noticed "textures."  Like different things feel different to you.  You will rub things between your fingers now and just look at it like your studying it.
  • You still like YOUR BED.  You are not a big fan of co-sleeping.  For this, I am very glad! However, I must admit that sometimes it would be nice to snuggle with you and hug you tightly to sleep.  You will fall asleep in our bed sometimes.... but not often and you usually start to fuss when your ready to go to sleep and ready for your own bed. 
  • I think you wish you had hair.  You have gotten in this habit of rubbing your head.  Its really cute, but Im pretty sure your checking for hair....??? 
  • 6 months has sure changed you from a baby... your starting to be my BIG GIRL....  its bittersweet.
Rose,
You are truly the most beautiful person I have ever met, both inside and out.  I can not wait to see the woman you will one day become nor the plans God has in store for you.  It is an absolute Honor to be your mother.  I love you. 

Sisters :)

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE.....

Thursday, November 15, 2012

WENDY'S

HIGH SCHOOL HEISMAN !!!




WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU !!!

ROSE'S CHRISTENING

Monday, November 12, 2012

ROSE CAMERON HARDIN

DEDICATED TO THE LORD:  NOVEMBER 11, 2012

(and I didn't even cry... can you believe it ????)




I have to admit - Rose did FANTASTIC!  Between kicking her feet and laughing and smiling - she was a STAR! Definitely won the hearts of the crowd, audience, congregation/church family! She didn't really even ruin her dress with drool! I have to say, Sunday was a HUGE SUCCESS!

All week long Mark kept saying things like:
"Your gonna take her up there."
"She does better in crowds with you." 
"I don't want her to start crying and then I have to hand her to my wife in front of everybody"
"Who's gonna hold her? You right?"

Well........  the minute the service started and they called the family to the front to dedicate Rose, Mark was up out of his seat with the biggest smile you have ever seen - Rose in tow - Dress primped and all.  He just walked right past me like "I got this".  So needless to say, when the time came, he took her down to the alter and gave her to the preacher.  She did not fuss, not one whimper, and Mark apparently lost all of his anxiety when the moment arose.  I still think its funny. 

Lunch was wonderful! The menu consisted of pork tenderloin with rolls (orange Jezebel sauce, tangy blue cheese sauce, or curry chutney mayo sauce), Armenian rice, green beans, chicken strips, pasta salad, fruit (cream cheese and poppy seed dressing), sweet potato fries with honey marshmallow dip, cookies, cake, toffee, and chocolate/strawberry cups, mint tea, and water with lemon!!! I think everyone was stuffed and Thank God for the Caterer. There is NO WAY I could have pulled that off by myself!

Our house was packed full of people celebrating Rose's Dedication.  Even though it was a smaller turnout than I had anticipated, I have no idea where the extra people would have fit.  A blessing in disguise I think! I hope that everyone had a wonderful time, as much so as we did.  I feel very blessed to have such a wonderful family (both church and blood) to help us raise our beautiful daughter to be the most Christlike Child of God.  It was truly a special day, and Mark and I will always remember the moment we gave Rose's heart to the Lord.  Thanks to all who were apart, those that attended in spirit, and those that prayed for us on that special day.  What a joy it was!









MOM !?!?!?!  ALL THE PEOPLE LEFT... CAN I PLEASE TAKE THIS DRESS OFF NOW ???!!!!


AND HE TOOK THE CHILDREN IN HIS ARMS, PUT HIS HANDS UPON THEM,
AND BLESSED THEM 

MARK 10:16
 
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