Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Like Mother Like Son

So it turns out that my son and I both like to scrunch our noses in pictures.
It is a horrible habit that I picked up years ago and I am currently trying to loose!

BUT now my sweet Gabriel does it to! So maybe I will hold on to that habit for just a while longer:)
These pictures are for shan's project!! Can't wait to see you next week and take pictures with the four of us!

Monday, April 6, 2009


So Gabe and I go grocery shopping for Carter's business...glamorous i know:)
We go to Walmart a couple of times a week and I fill 2 carts and have really gotten it down to an art! 
One of the interesting things about this, are the people that we run into.  It doesn't matter what state you live in, if you have a Walmart then you understand what I am talking about. Well today Gabe and I were just cruisin along shopping in the produce ( I had to buy 29 POUNDS of asparagus) and all of a sudden I hear this sweet old man ask another man if he was in WWII.  
I took my time picking out the perfect green peppers ( my husband is ANAL about his produce :)) and I listened to their conversation.
Lets say their names are bob and dave.
Bob asked Dave if he was in WWII, he had seen Daves hat and it said WWII on it.  Dave said yes, and his sweet little wife had a look of pride on her face that can only come from a wife who has experienced that kind of sacrifice and fear. Well Bob asked Dave what division he served in and where he served.  They exchanged a few more words and then a hearty hand shake and went their separate ways. 
Gabe and I went back to our produce shopping when all of the sudden I heard an older woman talking sweetly to my son.  I turned to see who it was and it was Dave's wife.  She was touching Gabriel's hand and telling him something that I could not hear.  Then she looked up at me and said, "I sure hope that your son never has to go to war." And she smiled at me and walked back to join her husband.
I MEAN SERIOUSLY!!!!! I almost dropped my peppers and ran to give her a hug, all the while crying and never EVER letting go of my sweet precious boy; for fear that he might be taken off to war. It was just too much to handle. AHHH!
I mean who doesn't love old people, and then to top it off ones that love your baby and dont want them to go to war....
It was definitely a bright point in our day!