Wednesday, December 26, 2012

And... she turned 13 just like that!

     KB turned 13 Friday, December 21st.  She woke up in the town she was born... just a few miles from the hospital.  I wanted to cry... I am sentimental... but I didn't... she won't understand until she has children of her own.  After a long night, we had family over for cake and ice cream to celebrate the "sis" turning 13!  
     My best friends in Greenville gave me a baby shower when I was pregnant with KB.  Not that I didn't appreciate anything I got, but I can only remember that there was a huge dessert tray from Strossner's Bakery... I ate about 10 different desserts... It was delicious.  I felt it was only right to head back there and get her 13th birthday cake. 

 
Uncle Guille comes for cake and ice cream...doesn't matter whose party it is!
 
 
 
 
The birthday girl... I love her simple ways... I want her to be out of the box and be different and bold... but I love her simplicity too! 
 
 
That little patch of grey hair...may turn white after her teenage years!
 
 
 

 
 These two thought playing ball in the house would be a lot of fun... We could have passed out nerve pills at the door...
 By the way... I got a new camera... I need to work on the settings...but I think this is pretty neat... Ben's Clemson ball...
 The birthday girl and her Dabo.... He follows her around and loves her better than Mark... don't tell him... but Dabo thinks Sis is the best!
 He likes James too...getting lots of licks in at the party!

KB's fake uncle.... Mayonaisse... He loved her cake...better than anyone else!  Double chocolate...who wouldn't love that...

 Thomas busy on his Ipod... didn't talk to us... just played his game...
 My two favorite girls... checking out her charm Jane gave her...
 After looking at these pictures, I'm thinking our house is cold...everyone has on a jacket.... Velda interested in the gift opening!
 Two peas in a pod.... love watching tv and being busy doing that instead of focusing on anything else.
 

 I have a much better picture of these three... but I LOVE the fact that Daddy is holding rabbit ears up behind Mama's head...He makes me laugh...every day.... He hates when I make him pose for pictures... I really don't care... One day pictures are all we are going to have... and this shows his sense of humor...
 No make-up.... just as happy as me when we don't have to dress up and be fancy for parties! 
 Hunka Jim had to come get a bite too! 
Jane is recovering from being in the hospital... She looks so much better than this time last week!  I  think this is the first time she has ever sat at my house and visited... I needed her to organize my cabinets... but I guess that can wait until the next visit! 
     KB had a great 13th birthday!  Parties are not my favorite thing... I really don't like them, but being with family is all worth it!  I love making memories! 
     Happy birthday baby girl!  Love you much!

Monday, December 17, 2012

Through the Years 2012

     There are many other things I should be doing right now... Christmas cards, faculty Christmas party, cleaning out my closet... but I want to write tonight... I think I have found my therapy... writing.  I really don't care if anyone likes what I write...except my children.  I have been reminded again this week that life is short... life is busy... life can be demanding... no matter what is going on life can make you miserable...or happy... it is your choice. 
     As I looked at the pictures sitting around my den tonight, I thought to myself "Do my children realize how important they are to me... and how much I love them...?"  I have so many memories of things they did... things that I wish I had written down from the beginning of their lives... I have said it before, but I will say again... the purpose of my blog is to remind my children how special they are to me... and let them know and always be able to see the importance they have in my life.  I hope that I live to see their children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren... but in case something ever happens to me... I want them to have these words to read and know that they were loved! 
This is Katie Britt's first Christmas... she was four days old... I pick at her and tell her she wasn't the prettiest baby... I didn't know it at the time... I just look back and think she is much prettier now than she was then!  This is the most memorable Christmas to me by far... I can't imagine anything else happening that could top this precious little bundle of joy coming at Christmas time!  She was my baby doll and I could not have been happier....  She was so little, so early, and so perfect!  This week she turns 13 years old and my heart aches that I can't still hold her, and rock her, and shelter her.  This little angel  has grown her wings...and it is time for her to fly!

Your second Christmas was SO much fun for me!  I was determined to make up the fact that Santa had not come to see you your first Christmas except for the hippopotamus bracelet... I know you can't see how much your daddy and I loved you in this picture, but there was nothing like watching you smile, grin, coo, and start to walk around this special time of year!  You were determined Santa was not going to touch you...so we had to sit with you!  I am sure that overalls were in style...and my short hair... but I apologize for that now... I know you will make fun of it for the rest of your life! 

     Your third Christmas was much better...even though you cried when we went to see Santa... You were hard-headed...and  WOULD NOT sit in his lap!  Daddy is really holding you down so you wouldn't jump out of my lap!  I am happy to say that you had grown hair (Yeah for bows), and had started talking!  I could pinch your cheeks when I look at  this picture! 

You finally decided you would sit in Santa's lap all by yourself.  I remember buying this dress for you in March the year before thinking it would fit just perfectly... you were short, petite, and didn't grow much that year...except for your hair!  I knew you would eventually learn to love Santa... it just took a little more time that we thought!  I hope you will be this way for the rest of your life... see things that you like, but be just careful enough to check it out before you jump right in to something! 
 
Too darn cute to me!  I love that precious, little smile.  You were so innocent, sweet, and loving this year.  You had started dancing and that personality just bloomed from that experience.  I can remember watching this picture being taken and thinking that the next year you would have a stinky, rotten little brother to share Santa's lap with! 
Ben's first Christmas... matching outfits from the family of the girl who kept ya'll!  I probably could have worked on ya'll's hair a little better that year...but I am sure I was about to lose my mind with ya'll so little and trying to get you ready to go see Santa.  I love that you adjusted so well to that little brother of yours... you loved him and I don't think you were ever jealous.  I had worried so much that you would be jealous because Daddy and I spoiled you so much.  Ben came here with a mind of his own...and he hasn't let up one bit!  You couldn't be a better big sister if you tried.  I loved that Christmas morning when you came down and went straight to his toys and made sure that he was okay and had some things before you got your things.. I hope you will always watch over him like you do now and you did then!  Ben loved his first Christmas... trucks and cars... He hasn't changed a bit! 

This is my favorite picture of ya'll at Christmas... Santa isn't paying one bit of attention to you... kinda reminds me of myself... He is reading... and enjoying himself...while these perfect children are happy, focused, and enjoying life.... How lucky I am!  I love Ben's curls... I wish they were still on his head, but I can't let him grow his hair out... I think he might look like a girl!  KB... may you be as innocent and sweet as those little crossed feet in this picture! 

Ben had gotten a haircut...   And no matter how big you get for your britches... Susan will come to see you every year for as long as I am alive! 
And this was the year you were too big for a dress... You begged not to match for your picture to be made... Ben was
getting close to being too big for smocked too...so I agreed... Looking back... I should have made you wear them   You both had a great Christmas this year! Check out the next picture.... :) 
I thought you needed one more year of cuteness.... I had forgotten to get your dress monogrammed... But FYI...one day you can have these outfits for your little one... I have them all..in the attic...waiting on you!  And I can't believe that Ben got a motorcycle for Christmas this year... too little... just a baby... but he hopped right on and proved me wrong... he could ride it! 
 
 






 
  I loved these shirts... I loved that you had HO HO and Susan again... and I loved your smiles... This was an easy year... Ya'll both walked right up... and told Santa everything you needed!  It was great!
 
 
 
Somebody is growing up.... and someone has big teeth...and someone got the giggles sitting in Santa's lap... Ben was a nervous wreck this year... He was shaking in line... He made it, but he was too funny!  I love that ya'll look thrilled to be sitting there...it makes a mama's heart feel good!
 
 
 
 
Somebody who has been growing up....has now almost gotten too big for her britches... she is saving face for all parties involved... I appreciate that too!  Ben's excitement is too much to contain...he is happier than ever!  He was too excited to tell Santa he needed a four-wheeler... Again...I disagreed with Santa...but Santa brings what you want..."most of the time"....
And this was the year I had anticipated for 13 years.... we were in Nashville... for Thanksgiving... Ben sees Santa in the mall...he decides he needs to sit in his lap... I told Sis that she needed to come on and we could get their picture made... I will never forget the words..."Mama, I am NOT sitting in Santa's lap!"... I kindly replied with my best gritting of the teeth that I learned from my mama... I have it down pat by the way...  "You WILL sit in Santa's lap, and you WILL smile, or you will not have ANYTHING Christmas morning!"... This Christmas has been different to say the least...
Having a too big for her britches girl in the house is a little bit sad... but in  my heart...  I know in just a few years that she will be thrilled when Susan shows up right after Thanksgiving... and I know he won't be lasting much longer... He is already asking questions... (FYI...he has the common sense... I love Sis... but sometimes I am not sure she didn't get in the Clorox at birth!)... I can only dream of those nights when they are giggling, home from college, and waiting on the elves to show up...or one day...having little grandchildren running around playing with my babies' elves... I dream big...
I love you two... don't you forget it either... and always believe... believe in the spirit...the spirit of giving... the magic of Christmas... and spirit of Jesus Christ... HE is the reason for the season... I know that is said over and over...but you are two blessed children... always bless others...and you will have more than anyone else in world... you will have a Joy, Peace, and Happiness... those things you can't buy... take from someone who has been in your shoes... those are the best gifts at Christmas... JOY, PEACE, and HAPPINESS!    I luckily have them all!  May they always surround you too! 

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thanksgiving 2012


The things I’m thankful for… there are so many… I already know I will forget some, but here goes…in no specific order…(like the beauty pageants)

1.      I’m thankful to call Lincolnton my home.  This is more than a house to me… it is home.   Just about everything of importance in my life happened in this small town.

2.    I’m thankful for my parents.  I’m thankful for their honesty and their loyalty.  I never once doubted how they felt about things I was doing in my life…and I never once doubted that they would always have my back in any situation.

3.    I’m thankful for my brothers… they love me… they still pick on me and tell me my butt is big… and I talk too much… and I do this and that wrong… but we talk… I realize how lucky I am to have that relationship with them.  I couldn’t ask for better nephews and nieces too! 

4.    I’m thankful for the girls I grew up with… I couldn’t have lived life without wanting to be with them every day… I wanted to a great cheerleader like Connie, have Tara’s personality, be tall like Nikki, be quick-witted like Amy, be pretty like Lisa, sing like Lawana… I was also lucky enough to love being around Ben and Jamie all the time… they saved me many a night in Statesboro!

5.    I’m thankful for Mark’s family… they make me laugh until I cry… and I really think somewhere along the way we are all kin because we think too much alike!

6.    I’m thankful for God’s grace… He has given me way more than I deserve.  I have two beautiful children who aren’t perfect… but in my eyes… they are the best!  Refer back to #2…I do the same thing to them! 

7.    I’m thankful for Mark… that boy I met 21 years ago amazes me every day… I love that he protects our family of four…wants to make memories with just us… and truly cherishes the little bit of time we have together.  I also love him for letting us move back to LC!  I used to think it was corny to renew vows… but wow…after having children…those vows I said… I had no idea how true they were at that moment… I need to say them again!  Maybe Hawaii???

8.    I’m thankful I moved away for eleven years.  I met the sweetest friends on earth.  I learned to survive on my own.  I learned to appreciate the good life back at home.  And most importantly, I learned that life goes on in other places besides LC.  I couldn’t have survived without Staci Howard, Wendi Lawson, and Donna Hembree… you were my stand-in mamas while Mark traveled…. KB wouldn’t be who she is today without ya! 

9.    I’m thankful for simple things… walking the streets of Nashville this week…and being in San Diego and New York this year… I realized that simple things aren’t common… electricity, food, clothes… I am blessed… I know it!  I’m also glad my children have seen it… they know there is poverty. 

10.  I’m thankful for family.  I thankful my granddaddy was a mayor, school board chairman, and post office worker  ( I learned I can do more than one job at a time).  I am thankful I am named after my grandmother… I hated my name growing up… Rachel… ugh… but I’m proud and I smile when people call me Boo now!  I ‘m also proud of my big butt and legs… and fat hands… Granny will never be gone as long as I am alive.  I’m not happy with my skin that is just like James’s, but I am still proud to have a part of him in me.  

11.  I’m thankful for new friends… friends that love facebook as much as me…they just don’t update like I do.  Friends who are willing to drop anything to help me.  Friends who treat my children like their own.  Friends who know when I need someone…and when I need to be by myself. 

12.  Finally, I’m thankful for challenges… as hard as it is to write… I am!  I learn so much from them.  I’ve learned to bite my tongue, not judge until you wear someone’s shoes, and find that silver lining in everything I do.  I’m still looking for that silver lining in the cloud that is over me right now… my Edu. Specialist degree graduate work that is taking up the majority of my Thanksgiving Holidays… but I know it will show up… it has to… It always does! 

 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

That Silver Lining has a lot of Orange and Purple!






FYI- This post is for Ben to have to always remember this special day.  When I am long gone...he will always be able to remember the details!  I'm sure he won't mind you reading it... 




     I can remember the day like it was yesterday.  I could tell that Betty Carol was having a hard day.  I could tell that she needed some time away.  I could tell that she was about to break.  Watching Bobby those last days before his death had taken a toll on her.  I suggested she ride with me to my mama’s house and pick up a chocolate delight that I asked Mama to make because I thought Bobby might take a bite of his favorite dessert.  As we crossed the Georgia/Carolina bridge, I can remember telling her I couldn’t even think about the future because I was so mad that Ben, who was only two, would never know how much Papa loved him.  I was so mad that the only way he would remember him would be through pictures.  I wanted to scream, but I knew I needed to stay strong for her.  That was the day I questioned God and thought “Why in the world would you make this family go through this slow, agonizing death?”.  Very quickly I was reminded that God doesn’t put us through anything we can’t handle and one day I would see the silver lining in the cloud that was over us!
                I saw the silver lining this week.  For almost two years, Mark has been saying that we needed to take the children to see Dabo at Clemson.  In fear of not telling the story correctly, the highlights are: Mark wrote a book, Faith on a Sticky Note, about his daddy and his faith, Dabo read the book, and Mark and Dabo started emailing! 
                Tuesday, October 30, 2012, will be a day that Ben McKinney will always remember.  One day I can tell him the story that if his granddaddy hadn’t died the way he did… he would have never had his dreams come true.
                After convincing Ben that we were NOT going to see Santa Claus, we headed to Clemson to meet head coach Dabo Swinney.  We first went to his office in the West End Zone.  Purple and orange were everywhere!  We were greeted by smiling faces and never felt that we were putting anyone out for having us there.  We visited for about thirty minutes with Dabo and it was time to go.  As we were leaving, Dabo called Ben back into the office and gave him two poker chips with tiger paws and “I’m All In” on them.  Bobby’s favorite thing to do: Play poker: He was there with us!

 Mark takes such great pictures... And I promise Ben isn't stealing anything... he looks scared to death!
 Katie Britt and Hannah breathing... I don't think they took a breath the entire time he was talking to us!
 Three of Bobby's four grandchildren in Dabo's office!  I know he was smiling as big as Ben is in that chair!
 Ben thinks he needs a chair like this for upstairs since the boys use these to play the Playstation in the West End Zone!
 
As we were ready to walk out the door again, Dabo called Ben back in again and handed him a Clemson hat that he autographed with “All In” on it.  For those of you who know Bobby, he never went anywhere without his hat on!  He was there with us!
                We headed over to the practice field after the visit and started watching practice.  Being the cold-natured person I am, I couldn’t take the wind and cold!  Katie Britt, Hannah, and I left to go buy sweatshirts and find some coffee.  About an hour later we returned to Mark and no Ben.  When I asked where he was, Mark pointed out to the field.  There was Ben taking every step Dabo took and mocking his every move.  I knew Bobby was with us without a doubt.  This doesn’t just happen with every little boy.  For two hours my little boy got to follow in the footsteps of Dabo Swinney and watch a football practice with boys he dreams of being just like.  None of this would have happened without Bobby.
                On a side-note, we were immediately greeted by a precious Down Syndrome boy who I will call “Cowboy”.  He had a notebook, Clemson attire, and a smile that would light up the world.  He asked me a million questions.  I answered every one of them.  As I stood there, I knew that a few years ago I would have been so uncomfortable talking to this special needs child.  I was afraid of children who had disabilities.  Again, because Bobby died, we moved back to Lincolnton.  I took the only job available, special education, and now I have grown to love these special kids and I know that just because they may not be what the average person calls “normal”, they are so special, loving, caring, kind, and they have the biggest hearts of anyone!  I asked Cowboy if he would tell on me for taking my camera out because I wanted a picture of Ben following Dabo around.  He told me to give him my camera.  A little hesitant at first, I did and ended up with the best pictures of the two of them!  Cowboy needs to be a photographer!  You will see several pictures with Cowboy in them!  He says he can hook me up if I will yell at him from the sidelines at the next home game! 
                When practice was coming to a close, Cowboy led us down the field to where the team had taken a knee around Ben.  Ben said Dabo just talked about not being late to class… I’m glad that is all they had to worry about!  As Dabo was talking, I saw a #25 hand Ben his “sticky gloves”.  Ben has loved sticky gloves since he first went to see Brandon Barden play at Vanderbilt several years ago.  I almost cried right there to think how sweet it was to give up his gloves to a little boy.  Today, I found out that boy who gave up his gloves is from Lincolnton, GA.  Ironically, I didn’t know his number… I can’t wait to see Ben’s eyes light up when he comes to see us in Lincolnton.  Mark has already contacted him to let us know when he is in town!  Thank you C.J. Jones for making dreams come true for a little boy who only wanted sticky gloves for Christmas one year!  I am learning more and more about you every day!  You are precious!
                Ben got another pair of gloves and a practice football with the Clemson Tiger Paw on it.  He is on cloud nine!  Our final treat was a helmet we took with us.  The nicest guy came up and asked if I wanted it signed.  I said, “YES!”.  He told me to let him take it so he could get the players sign it.  I wish I knew his name because he helped us out so much.  One of my favorite signatures is from Tracy Swinney~ #1 brother!  Dabo’s brother came over and talked to us and so, so nice!
                As the final whistle blew,  Cowboy got to show his medal he won at Special Olympics to the team, and they rushed off the field.  We got Ben’s favorite four players to stop for a picture.  It was freezing cold and I am sure they weren’t excited about stopping…but they never let on that they were irritated with us!  As the players ran by, I could hear them telling Ben bye and calling his name.  I know Bobby was smiling down on us.  I know he was so excited I finally saw that silver lining in the cloud of his death.  I know that he is proud of the little grandson that walked in Dabo Swinney’s footsteps.  I know that my little baby boy may never get to play a down of football at Clemson University, but I know that he will remember this day at Clemson more than any other day of life. 
                What a special day it was… I can’t thank the players, Dabo, and even Bobby enough for making this day one that we will never forget! 
 Love, love, love this picture... I think Dabo may be asking Ben what he should do about Saturday's game!







 As you can see from the above pictures... he took every step Dabo took!
 Yep... that's Ben among the Tiger team!
 The infamous Cowboy!  Thanks for a great afternoon!


 This is when Dabo was telling the boys they needed to be on time to class!

 Tajh... the quarterback!
 Two side-line cheerleaders! 
Cowboy telling about his medal!
 The most excited little boy ever... he had sticky gloves!!!
 Ben and Tajh
Ben and Nuke... they both love a pi pi!
 Tajh signing the helmet!
 Ben and his role models... behind all that hair...there sure are some sweet boys to stop and pose for a picture with their biggest fan!
Coach Chad Morris... glad he didn't follow his own advice and put up the sharpies!  He was so sweet to sign to Ben's helmet! Ben is smiling at this amazing coach who has done great things with Clemson offense and taking time with my child makes him even better!
 Back in the office, Dabo had Ben trying to lift a trophy!


 Taking us on a tour of where the players hang out!










 We had a great afternoon!  I'm not sure that Christmas will even be exciting compared to this day!  Thanks Clemson for making my heart smile big!  Go Tigers!