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..