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Monday, February 15, 2010

Winter Storm, Southern Style


"Winter Storm, 2010"
What a weekend and what a "storm" it was!
That weekend, we were supposed to be seeing our dear friends, the Greers, who now live in Jackson, MS. We had been planning to see them for a couple of months, and then here comes the snow storm of snow storms (well, as far as the South is concerned), and we weren't able to see them.
Alli Lane was actually in Atlanta when the storm came through, so she had to stay an extra couple of days, because we couldn't get her from Dede. Boots, Brad, and I made the most of our time "trapped" in the house, though, and we had fun. We lost power for about 15 hours or so ~ not exactly "fun" but it wasn't too bad, either. Not for that relatively short period of time. I was lucky enough to even have Brad boil water over the fire to make my coffee. Literally. Do I have a sweet hubby or what? Maybe I shouldn't give him too much credit ~ he probably just didn't want to be trapped without power and a wife who was desperately needing her coffee fix!! :) Ha!
Both girls had an absolute blast playing in the snow! And I promise ~ I am not a terrible mommy, but they wouldn't always keep their gloves on their hands! :) We ran, played, threw snowballs, made snow angels, and had such fun! Brad and I both said it makes us miss the ski trips we both used to take with our families.
And I think there is nothing like the quiet stillness of snow-covered ground. It is truly peaceful.




























































































Motherhood: Being REAL

The Velveteen Rabbit has always been one of my favorite books. Recently, one of its passages made me think about being a Mother:
"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

~ Margery Williams

The Velveteen Rabbit