Kellum Family

I've been following the Kellum family around for a couple of days now. Check out this momma below. Would you believe that she is the mother of five boys? And the wife to a med student which means that she often plays the role of a single mother. I think she is just beautiful and looks way more rested than I know she really is. I somehow managed to miss a picture of one of the kids. Only because at the baseball field, he was out being in social and definitely not because he isn't as equally handsome as the other boys. Baby Evan is four months old now and is growing like a weed. He's such a beautiful baby.

Pictures from the weekend.

Our friend Matt is here for the weekend. I've posted these pictures on facebook but for my mom, who hasn't braved facebook yet. Here are some pictures from the weekend.

Here is Matt having a tea party with Chloe

Sunday after church, they were playing ring around the rosies in the rain. I ran in and grabbed my camera. I didn't have time to change my settings so the color was horrible. The moment was too sweet to discard so I converted to my trusty black and white. I still like black and white best anyway. Especially for memories like these.

On Saturday, we went to eat at one of our favorite local restaurants and then let the girls play at the playground on the river.

I love this picture of Emma. She is flushed in the face and maybe that's what I like so much about it. That it looks so real. She looks like such a big girl these days.

You wanna know what?

As anyone who reads this knows by now, we bought season passes to Six Flags. We have made three trips already and the summer hasn't even began. Atlanta is about half way between here and where my family is so it works out as a great meeting place. I'm sure at some point, we're going to get bored with it but so far, it has proved to be a great investment.


We were on our way down there on Saturday when Emma announced that she had to go to the bathroom. As most mother's have learned the hard way, I have too learned that when nature calls, you are going to answer. You only have a choice in which method you use to answer it. For the sake of any of you that might have a weak stomach, I'll skip the descriptions and just stay that the gas station restroom that we stopped at wasn't the finest of establishments.


But out of desperation, we entered into this tiny restroom with two stalls and about six ladies packed inside. I attempted to quickly push my inquisitive 5 years and 3.75 quarters (that's how she puts it) old child into a stall in hopes of avoiding sight of the machine that is holding certain contraceptives hanging on the wall but quickly realized that I had failed because the stalls were occupied.


We were standing there as I tried to point out the pretty pink color of the hand soap (opposite direction of contraceptives) in anticipation of what was about to happen. As you can guess, Emma turned to the machine and said, "Momma, what is in that machine"? Not wanting to totally lie to my child but also not wanting to have the conversation about the birds and the bees in front of six complete strangers, I replied "that's a machine with medicine in it". She then asked, "why"? to which I replied, "In case someone has an emergency and needs it right away". The whole room erupted into laughter and one woman congratulated me on ability as a mother to field hard questions. It was only later that I realized how fortunate I was that she didn't think to ask me what the medicine helped with.


When we got back in the car, I made a mental note of the exit number to be sure to avoid the stop on the way home and then waited until Emma put her headphones back on to watch her movie before I relayed the experience to Adam.


These kind of questions really aren't that rare for Emma. We tackled the "where do babies come from"? question when she was three and I was pregnant with her baby sister. It's not my fault that she some how deciphered that God took Chloe out of my belly button from my honest yet not complete explanation. Boy is she in for a surprise! It seems like I've should have taken some kind of class on these kind of things. And before you suggest any books for me to read, the stack of books on my nightstand is getting pretty tall. I don't go through them near as fast as I used to. Some kid at school with an older brother or sister might give her the information before I get to it. Book suggestions probably won't do us much good. However, I would love to hear any clever tips or funny stories you might have about these sort of topics.


Anyway, pictures from the trip. Not pictured: the medicine machine..

Sorry guys... maybe next year.

Click HERE to watch this video about me winning mother of the year. I promise I'll nominate you next year. I'm most concerned about the pony tail study.

Thanks Hannah, So cute!

Picture Crazy

I've been trying to catch a picture of this hair clip for months. My friend Ashley designs them and I'm just in love with them. Check her etsy store out on my side bar.

I got a new camera and it is totally worth the organ I traded for it. It has a super fast focus so I have finally been able to catch my toddler that moves like lightening. I've been taking pictures like crazy because it is almost like starting all over trying to figure out where each of my lenses need to be set under certain lighting conditions. Here are a few that I've taken in the last couple of days.

Adam thinks that Emma's new hair do "makes her look 25". I wouldn't go that far but she definitely looks like a first grader.

Happy First Birthday Maggie!

The Ellis Family loves you!

Emma's Donation to Locks of Love

I was waiting to put these pictures up because I was going to do a post on the whole weekend including our little anniversary trip. But, my sister is BUGGING me to put pictures up of Emma's new hairdo. Can someone please tell me how even as a grown adult, my sister can still manipulate me into doing the stuff she wants me to do? I just can't seem to tell her no.

Here you go Denise.. Are you going to let me sleep with you tonight? (That's how she always bribed me when we were kids. There was a neighborhood rumor that the house across the street was haunted. So, I was always scared to sleep by myself. I really should see a therapist).

Taken the day before. I just put this one on here to show how long it had gotten

I think my heart was beating 100 miles a second. I was really scared that she was going to be disappointed.

Sigh of relief, she loves it!

Ten inches to put in the mail. We're so proud of her!

With Nonna and Aunt Nancy! Thank you both for keeping them so we could make our first ever (non work related) overnight trip since we've had children!