Alabamarama

Going to my mom and dad's house every year is like going to a spa. It's hot, the never ending pantry and extremely relaxing. Sure it's in Alabama, but who cares. Diet Dr. Pepper comes out of the trees there. It's heavenly.

What could be better than spending The Fourth of July in a state that hasn't banned fireworks? We spent much money at the firework stands and it was totally worth it.

There are insta-friends across the street. It's perfection in Lexi's eyes.

The heat helps Lucy to sleep like a dream, even mid pop pop.
There is always tons to do...ALWAYS

Popcorn popper?
It's archaic.

Doin the cookies.Froggy's

Splash Park
Zipline in the back yard?
I know, right?

They shouldn't just leave these sitting around.
You're gonna get hop-ons.

Mommsy is the "flower lady" at the Birmingham Temple.
No, I mean she plans them, buys them, plants them, weeds them, waters them.
Not just some crazy lady holding a flower at the gate.
Thursdays are weeding days. You go at like zero o'clock, before the blazing devil sun scorches your body.

Awesome, right?

Grandma and Grandpa played dress up with the tinies.


Happy Day of Independence chitlin.

We're thinking Toddlers and Tiaras in her future.

Someone, and I'm not naming any names, learned to walk, use a sippy cup and got two teeth.
All in one week.
Special.


Bama you heal me.
Oh and you too mom and dadda.