Instead of rambling on about the emotional roller coaster I've been on this past week, I decided that I'd put together a photo album (or list, rather) or photographs from our trip back home. I want to share them with you so that you can get a sense of the beauty and love that awaited us there.
I am so thankful we were able to spend time there. Even though leaving felt like ten thousand stabs right in the heart.
Sorry for being dramatic. I may be slightly hormonal still. I just had a baby a few months ago, ya know.
I secretly tried to have this wood stove shipped back to us in Alabama. I know it's a sin, but I covet it so.
Ahhhhhh…..sweet kombucha. Mom's brew. Ain't nothin' like it. In the best way.
My cousin Kiley and I had our babies only two days apart. This was my first chance to meet Avery. She's tall & lean like a fightin' machine, baby. Owen's built more like a hobbit. At least for the time being.
My dear friend Kaci came to visit. Oh Kaci. How I miss seeing your sweet face. There's never enough time! Also. I really like your sweater. Also. I really dislike my double chin.
That's a refined-sugar filled, processed graham cracker Smore, baby. And it was awesome.
Sorry your face got blacked out, Ty. What can I say. I ain't a professional. And I could probably fix it in Photoshop, but I'm not a professional at that either. Actually, I'm not a professional at anything – come to think of it. Except for maybe hot chocolate making.
Muddy poo. Ah, the sweet smell of muddy poo. How I've missed you.
All the chickens lined up on the four wheeler. That's Smore on their face. Not poo. Just for the record.
Uncle Jer & G. Uncle Jerry. Uncle J-money. Uncle Jerome. Uncle JJ. Shall I go on?
Brooks, I love your sweet face. Even though it usually has a crusty nose and dried food decorating it. I understand.
Hello, beer. How I love you alongside a freshly made Apple Brat.
Sisters. Sisters. There were never such devoted sisters.
(Name that movie!)
I don't have a good movie line about brothers. Sorry, guys.
Speaking of Apple Brats.
And wine tasting…
Lest we take ourselves too seriously.
I will never tire of photographing the people I love and the small details I want to always remember.
Thanks for comin' on the visual trip with me friends.
Now go do something productive.
For the both of us.
The end.
You are gorgeous. My favorite picture is the last one. 😉 Also, your mom’s kombucha looks amazing…I want that stove too…and “White Christmas.” Or “Holiday Inn,” I ALWAYS get mixed up what happens in which movie.
I’m glad your trip was so amazing…I hope your spirit is recovering well. 🙂 <3
That picture of your Dad with your little ones…no words, only tears. I’m sure you’ll go home again for good someday. Just think of this time as an opportunity to make some new friends and memories and discover a whole different area of the U.S. Blessings to you and your beautiful family.
I agree. The photos with your dad and the kiddos . . . amazing.
Your pics are so nice! love family time together! We are going to AL to visit our oldest who is moving there from GA next month! It’s been a long time since Christmas. He was here for a short 5 days. Miss him so much! But he is doing good, as I am sure you & your sweet family are too! He will be around Birmingham!
So the photo of the two babies sleeping side-by-side is just dripping with preciousness! Oh, and the apple brat photo–my freshly made lunch for today of a grilled cheese sammie suddenly looks terribly inadequate! Thanks for sharing your most excellent adventure!
White Christmas, of course! We didn’t get to seeeee y’all! 🙁 At least, not for more than about 5 minutes. But it looks like a grand time was had all around. Glad y’all made it safely here and safe back to ‘Bama. -Mel
Melanie, so sorry we didn’t get more time with you! Stay strong these last 8 weeks – you’re looking great and doing wonderful! Can’t wait to meet that little munckin.
So glad I got to squeeze you!! Even if it was only for a few minutes. And a fight broke out. There is just something about a hug from your oldest friend that is good for the soul. Thanks for being mine 🙂
I said the same thing to my Mom about you 🙂 So thankful for you!
I hear you. My mom left us with a double ear infection for baby and a bad head cold for me! I wish she could have stayed another week….
Also, baby Owen’s EYES…!!!