Lunch with the Mamfs...

So today we took Uncle Carey to see where the new house is ..  we met a sweet cat who loved Mamfs...  talked to one of the neighbors too..  and got to see their puppies..  a Rotweiler, Lab and not sure about the other one...  so excited and can't wait to move in... then we went to eat lunch cause Mamfs was starving..  her new word...  she wanted chicken nuggets and reminded us that is what she wanted yesterday and didn't get them..  so we were going to go to O'Charlies, but it was to crowded so ended up at a hole on the wall Chinese Restaurant where she got Chicken Fingers and Fried Rice..  and on the way we kept telling her she had to pay..  so when the check came she slides an empty target giftcard across the table.to take care of it..  so cute..  now she is watching ~The Prince of Egypt~ 

Changes!!!!

I for one am not a huge fan of change,  but mostly I can roll with it..  things have happened and David, the girls and I are moving..  we are in the process of buying a house a little farther out..  back in the prettiest neighborhood..  I love it..   so in the process of needing to move Rebekah and Saundra have started packing some things..  a couple of weeks ago when Mamfs was here she was eating dinner Friday evening she looks around the dining room and asks..  G'Ma where is all your stuff??  so I tell her we are packing it up because we are moving..  then she asks where,  and I had to tell her that we didn't know yet..  so I guess she is a little like me and is worried about things..  so she must have been up all night because the next day she is asking her Aunt Saundra where we were going to live..  and she is talking to her about it and then Mamf's says,  I know..  you can come live with me..  so Saundra goes with it and asks..  well where am I going to sleep,  and she says..  with my mommy and aunt b..  then she asks her where's G'Ma going to sleep..  on the couch with Uncle David(Why I have to sleep with Uncle David I don't know,  but I don't like it) and then she asked were is Aunt Boo going to sleep..  she is going to bring her bed and sleep in the middle of the floor..  omg.. this kid..  I love her to pieces..  she is so funny and I love how her little mind works..   :)

Holding on!!!

A little over a month ago my nephew Dustin shot himself..  we are all struggling with this..  such a hard thing to try to wrap your mind and heart around..  He was a great man..   For us Mamfy has been our saving Grace..  mainly for me..  I look to her as my anchor..  she keeps me gounded..  but it is a struggle..  and I am struggling..   Dustin's Memorial Service was October 6th at an Irish Pub in Buckhead..  a really great idea..  it brought many different types of personalities together..  Dustin was loved so very much,  I honestly don't think he knew how many people loved him..

That Sunday morning as we were getting ready for the Memorial I was talking to Mamf's and asking her what she wanted to wear,  and as she is going through her clothes she looks a little disappointed..  because I was wearing a dress..  so I went to my closet and got her Christmas dress from last year,  purple and red..  was a tad bit to big for her then,  fits her perfectly now..  So I took the dress in her room where Aunt Saundra and Aunt Boo were doing their makeup and hair and she exclaims..  that's my dress???  and I said yes,  it is.. and she looked at me and said.. did you buy it for me..  and I told her no,  that Aunt Saundra bought it for her.. and she went and hugged her and kept saying thank you over and over again..  it was so sweet..  we all finish getting ready and head to the Pub.. on the way she is asking questions and I could tell that she was picking up our emotions because of her restlessness..  she says.. G'Ma,  you can't take me home right now,  my mommy isn't there..  and I told her I wasn't taking her home.. that we were going to go see a bunch of people who were going to think she is a very beautiful girl..   then she gets more nervous..  so she starts saying..  my mommy is at the lake house,  we can just go there..   so I tell her,  no we have to go to the memorial service..   she tries to talk me out of it again,   we get there and she acts all shy for a while,  but she is her sweet, funny self..

G'Ma, Do You Have A Boyfriend??

So a few weekends ago Mamfs and I were getting in the car to go pick up Aunt Saundra from work and as she is buckling herself into her booster seat she asks..  G'Ma,  do you have a boyfriend??  I shake my head as I answer her..  no Mamfs I don't..  then she asks,  but G'Ma,  why??  so I told her because I hadn't met anyone I liked enough to make him my boyfriend..  then she tells me that I need to get a boyfriend so he can be nice to me and take care of me..  the things this child thinks up..  she is such a mess..  and you never ever know what is going to come out of her mouth...  LOVE HER!!!!

I'm going to get a baby giraffe!!!

Earlier in the summer I went to pick Mamfy up for the weekend and she was telling me about their stray cat and how it had kittens..  she wanted to see those kittens so badly,  but they were of course wild and skittish,  they had went down into a hole and Mamfs was trying to figure out how to get them out and that is when it all started..  I am going to get a baby giraffe and it can reach down into the hole with it's long neck and get the kittens out.. (this kid is pretty smart,  she definitely thinks things through)  so we asked her,  where are you going to get a baby giraffe and she looks at us like we are crazy..  From the Zoo.. of course..  where is the baby giraffe going to live??  In the back yard...  what happens when it rains..  it can go under the porch..  what is it going to eat..  the leaves off the trees..  how are you going to get it to your house..  in your car G'Ma..   I love how her little mind works..  I love how she puts things together and to her they make perfect sense..  most of all I just love her goofy butt...  

Weekends with her never last long enough!!!

Sunday after I showered I was putting the bandage back on my left foot..   Mamf's is in there watching me and she looks at me and says G'Ma,  are you going to be able to hold me again??  I said,  I can hold you baby,  I just can't carry you around with my fractured foot...  she thought for a second and then said oh..  then she said..  Can you hold me right now..  and of course I said yes..   I love that little one more than she will ever ever know..

I remember about a year and a half ago someone asked me how I could tell her no..  and I said.. I am her G'Ma,  I am not supposed to tell her no,  that isn't my job..  and boy does she know it..  Saturday night I put her in her bed in her room and read  Dr. Suess ~Go Dog Go~ to her,  then hugged and kissed her and turned the light out,  telling her I love her most and more to infinity and beyond..  (it's a game that she always wins)  so I come downstairs,  do a few things and then grab my laptop, kindle, phone and a drink and head back upstairs to bed to read for a bit..  I put stuff down and go into the bathroom to put my pj's on..  come out of the bathroom and there she stands with her froggy and her princess blanket,  she says..  G'Ma,  I am scared..  the monsters are going to get me,  can I sleep with you..  then she smiles and bats her little eyes at me.. (this kid knows exactly what she is doing) I say Mamf's..  you are the biggest Monster in this house,  they are all afraid of you..  so then she says..  but they are going to crawl out from under my bed and get me..  so of course I give in and tell her ok..  but she wants to sleep on top of the comforter with her blankie..   then she wants to have long drawn out conversations and I was worn out from not sleeping the night before as was she..  I don't know how she didn't fall out during the day from not sleeping..   but she is on the mend and feeling 100% better now,  which makes this G'Ma feel so much better..

My Sick Mamfy

I went to pick my sweet baby up yesterday evening and found out she wasn't feeling well and had to be picked up early from school.. you could tell just by looking at her that she didn't feel well and her beautiful little eyes were dull and sad..  she slept a little on the way home and then acted a little like herself when we got home..   then she was back to sick Mamf's..  so she cuddled with each of us for a little bit and then I gave her med's and she went to bed..  she slept maybe 2 1/2 hours and then the fun began..  she had to potty and she didn't quite make it so I cleaned her up and changed her and was putting stuff in the dirty clothes and washing my hands and turn around and she is lying on my side of the bed,  so I got her to slide over and she sort of rested for a little bit and then she started crying, so I gave her more medicine and she rested a little more,  then the stories began..  She told me that she was going to get a baby whale and make water for it and then it wasn't going to know how to talk but she was going to teach it how to talk,  and then one time she noticed my toenails weren't painted and she asked why and I said cause Aunt Boo hasn't painted them and she said she was going to have to have a talk with Aunt Boo about being mean to G'Ma and that when she gets older she will paint my toe nails..   then she said her froggy was staring at me and that she needed to have a talk to her frog about staring...  she has had an up and down day..  but seems to be on the mend..  hopefully..  will definitely be putting her to bed early tonight.. I am exhausted from not sleeping last night..

Welcome to the world Samantha Riley Bowman

My granddaughter Samantha was born June 25th, 2009...  I remember sitting in the waiting room trying to be patient for her arrival..  I had no clue what being a G'Ma would be like..  no freaking idea of how much I would absolutely love this child more than life itself..  The first time I held her I never wanted to let her go..  I wanted to just stand/sit there and hold her forever..  keeping her safe and loving her like no one else could..  She is a very lucky child.. she has many many people loving her..  and over the past 4 years she has grown into a beautiful, funny, kind, compassionate smartass..  she comes by this trait honestly.. it runs rampant on both sides of the family and she inherited a quadruple dose sometimes it seems..  This blog is to document her sweet side, her crazy side, her funny side and her often smartass side..  there is a lot and there will be many many pics of the monster.. she has a few nicknames..  but mostly we call her Mamfy..  :)