Written while watching The Bachelorette

Hi! Hi! Hi!

We missed you. Er, I missed you, oh bloggy friends of the internet.

We did, in fact, visit Pigeon Forge, TN over the weekend, spending a lovely long weekend with my extended family. I know this will shock you, but I took like 8 pictures all weekend long...and NONE of them were of Baby B! Or me! This was not intentional. I was too busy chasing after my almost 1-year-old (insert audible SOB here) away from the stairs and always-open front door. Note to self: next year, bring baby gates.


Lucky for you, I did score a pic of B making himself useful in the kitchen. The men were in charge of breakfast every day, and B made the pancake batter while fellow blogging cousin-in-law, Brad (husband to Heather over at The White House), made perfectly perfect pancakes. They were delicious. (I also intend to steal many pictures from Heather in the near future. She was on her game and snapped some great ones!)



Moving on...

This week is super busy. My list keeps getting longer and longer. I think we're going to have an impromptu garage sale this weekend. This will be our third one in three years. I might have mentioned that before. We just have lots and lots of stuff. Naturally, it's supposed to thunderstorm. Add to that a heavy dose of car drama, birthday party planning, bill paying, laundry doing, and a dollop of school work (yes, I'm still working over the summer), and you have yourself a recipe for Busyness - Babbling Abby style.

Baby B and I went swimming today at Nana M's for the first time. Ever. And he love, love, loved it. This child of mine loves to be outside, entertained by water and trees and grass and birds and cars and other small creatures. Dogs send him over the edge. He jumps and hollers, pining for their attention. It's adorable. I have a feeling that we will spend a lot of time this summer in the water and outside. I'm okay with that.

Lastly, I want to remind you how much Baby B loves G, his giraffe. I always ask him where G is when he gets up in the morning or from a nap. He dilligently turns around, grabs that stinky tail and happily extends both arms upwards so that I can pick him and G up. I could just about die from the overload of adorableness every time. G happened to be stuck in the laundry basket the other day (that stinky tail requires a weekly wash, usually snuck from Baby B's grasp while he naps), and Baby B had to perform gymnastics in order to save him.

Once he rescued him, he had to snuggle G extra close. And it was extra cute.

PS. Please tell me that someone besides me caught Speidi make complete ninnies of themselves on The Today Show this morning. Anyone?! I saw a follow up on Extra! and Heidi said that she would pray for Al Roker, who she deemed possessed by the devil or something during the interview. CrAzY.

PSS. Jesse on The Bachelorette just said he was gleaming and glowing after his date with Jilly. Gleaming and glowing, people. I can't help it. I like Jake. But, since he's The Nice Guy she's not interested??? I don't get it. Whatever.