Wordless Wednesday: craftiness in a former life

Fun Day in Auburn

When you have a best friend that lives states and states away there's lots of notes, postcards, packages, emails, and direct messages on twitter shared. It has been two years since we've been able to get together and we did it in Auburn. It was a dual purpose trip. She and her husband got to visit their alma mater AND enjoy a fun get-together.

Everyone in my family (less me) has baby fever. true story.

To a little boy who loves rocks, Samford Hall was heaven.

Daughter couldn't turn the wheel.

I took about a dozen pictures of the girls sitting there, but this one was by far the cutest.

He's ridiculously cute

We had quite the mini photoshoot here. Lots of fun poses and facial expressions

we rarely have a good picture together. It's mostly the fault of a child in front of us.

The kids were identifying letters. Isn't this a hilarious picture? I feel like they were just playing then someone yelled FREEZE and they stopped.

walking to the student union (and as a non-Auburn student I forget its name)

This kid has 3 speeds: fast, faster and asleep.

Husband and Son found an unlocked gate and got into Jordan-Hare.

I cannot adequately express how excited these two girls were about all the Aubies. It was so sweet watching them. (Daughter was excited that she got to meet Aubie because she's seen "him on tv with football games. And he's friends with the Gopher and Big Owl." (yes, in our world where Mommy is an Auburn fan and Daddy is an Alabama fanatic and alum, Big Owl and Aubie are friends.)

Another Aubie the girls were excited to see.

checking out the new coliseum

blowing bubbles

(Son took a spill right in bottom of an otherwise great shot -- he added a little comedy)

Daughter's turn

And finally, lemonade at Toomer's

Daughter was studying the menu while sipping lemonade.

We took about a dozen bad self portraits. This was the least bad one.

We had so so so much fun playing together. Daughter was very mad we were leaving - Auburn AND her new playmate. Both kids were exhausted. (and of course, Son's favorite part was playing bubbles with Nanny. sheesh)

Wordless Wednesday: Danny Glover look-a-like at Vulcan

FINALLY, Son doesn't hate hats!

And just in time for winter.

Son still has barely any hair to speak of so keeping his head warm in the winter is a job that falls on HATS. I picked up a cute mittens/ear flap hat set for him at walmart and we're still wearing hats around the house.

Last night's hat parade.

He ran up to me, climbed in my lap and started announcing "CHEEEESE."

Will do, buddy.

It's game day!

Wedesday Part 1: driving in the Black Belt

Wednesday was spent driving. and driving and then there was more driving. The whole family, snacks, drinks and a full diaper bag headed out. This is some of the fun pictures I took while driving.

Nice view from the passenger's seat

wild black eyed Susans (I'm pretty sure that's what they are, anyway)

A bale of hay that has been transformed into my favorite college football team's mascot (He's roaring WAR EAGLE!)

That's a tin man. A HUGE tin man. You can use the bales of hay as a reference point on height.

Memorial honoring the Confederate Dead in Demopolis, Alabama. You see these in old Southern towns. I highly doubt you see them in "Yankee States" We saw 3 other ones in other towns, they all look the same except for the city name. (the frame of the picture cut out the two canons on either side of Johnny Reb. Plus the canon balls stacked up in a pyramid.

Bill Mackey. Brooke and I love him. In fact, most of the pictures I took made me think, "I can't wait until Brooke sees this."

Greensboro encourages Pepsi drinking. Or at least Lyle does.

Greensboro, they are known for catfish.

Daughter nosing around in Greensboro.

Daughter and Blue Bear taking a rest at the Greensboro Court House.

A house in Greensboro that I'd love to renovate and live in until I die. (If they build a Target or Publix next door)

The Judson. unfortunately there was no time to visit. But I did get to see a big old truck parked behind the library.

The Edmund Pettus Bridge. A Pretty big deal in Civil Rights History. Husband and I decided to do a little googling to find out who Mr. Edmund Pettus was. He also has a street in Demopolis named after him.

UPDATE: according to the ever correct (haha) wikipedia, Edmund Winston Pettus was a Confederate brigadier general and later and U.S. Senator. He was born in Limestone County, went to Tuskegee to study law, became a lawyer and judge. He practiced in Selma.