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Little Me - Part 1

   The beginning of this week, in honor of my coming birthday, I will be sharing some pictures of me as a baby and growing up. Through the years, one of my favorite things has been to look through our family photo albums and see how we have all changed as we've grown up. I'm thankful to have so many wonderful memories from my childhood.

 

 

 

Snow Day!!

   I couldn't believe it when I woke up and heard everyone in the house talking about it snowing outside. Sure, the weather man said it probably would, but when is he ever right? I looked out my window and saw what to me looked like the equivalent of a blizzard. It just doesn't do that around here. Laying back down, I pulled the covers closer around me. Eventually I crawled out of bed, bundled up in a massive amount of clothes and went outside to check it out.

   I know these two pictures don't have an actual subject. I liked them because it was snowing and you can actually see the snow in the pictures. {So I guess that makes snow the subject}
   After me and the boys walked around some, we grabbed a few rakes and a shovel and set off to make some snowmen. Mamma challenged me to make one bigger than me. She said  if I did she would come see it.

 

   I didn't quite make it, but she came anyway. I didn't think it was too bad for my first snowman ever. Especially considering that I live in Louisiana and it's only supposed to snow every ten years. By the time we finished, the snow on the ground was completely melted. My little man looks like he's doing a cheerleader pose.

   The boys worked together to make a cowboy version Daniel Boone snowman. We had so much fun freezing!

 

  

 

Cleaning Day

   A few days ago, I faced the facts and confessed my love of chocolate. I would now like to say that I am not to blame for this addiction because I come by it quite naturally. My mom also loves chocolate. Together we could really do some damage in a candy store.

   Tonight she made some "healthy" double chocolate brownies using whole wheat flour. I was scared to ask what else made them so "healthy". Sometimes ignorance is bliss. She made them in a mini muffin pan, so they were almost bite-size. As they cooked, the smell of chocolate drifted throughout the house. I was somewhat skeptical, but when mama pulled them out the oven and popped them out on a plate, I had to have one. Self discipline has never been one of my strong points. With a glass of milk in hand I grabbed a brownie and gingerly took a bite.

   Smiling, I told her, "These are pretty good. They're a little...grainy"

   She replied, "Just imagine your eating a little broom and it's sweeping through your intestines cleaning them out. Fiber does that, you know."

 

Hmmm. Thanks Mom. Just what I wanted to in-vision as I enjoyed my slightly gritty brownie.

The Veggie They Missed

   In case you haven't already guessed from the title of the blog, I LOVE CHOCOLATE. As in, I can't imagine a world without it. Well, maybe not quite so drastic, but very close. That and a camera. Back to the main point. I really, really like chocolate. The best part is that I can justify myself to some extent by telling myself it's good for me. They do say there are lots of anti-oxidants {whatever those things are} in some types of chocolate. I'm not making this up you know.
 

 

   I'm really not that picky about my chocolate either. Although dark chocolate is my favorite, just about any kind will do.

 

 

   But the good stuff is even better. One time I had a small pack of Ferrero Rondnoir chocolates.I only had a small pack because I couldn't afford a big pack. They were so good. It was a totally chocolate version of a normal Ferrero Rocher only without a nut in the middle. If you haven't tried them, you need to put that on your list of things to do. Unless of course you don't like chocolate like our wonderful pastor.  Who ever heard  of such a thing. If he only new what he was missing.

  

   This chocolate bar had the best of both worlds because it had dark chocolate on the bottom and milk chocolate on top. Not only did it taste good, it was pretty too. And no, I didn't eat it all by myself. There were two little boys who were most happy to make sure I didn't eat too much.

 

Little Things in Life

   A few weeks ago, I was taking pictures in the woods behind our house when I came upon this pretty little mushroom. I don't generally use such words as pretty to describe mushrooms, but for some reason this one caught my eye. Maybe it was the color. Maybe the soft, velvet look it had.

   Whatever the reason,  I thought it was worth a picture...or two. I love finding small things like this that are normally overlooked in the busy lifestyle we live. It makes me so much more thankful for God's beautiful creation he allows us to enjoy.

A Cowboy and A Hunter

   Welcome to this new blogging adventure of mine! I'm sure along the way you will see many pictures of my family and around my home as these are the most accessible photographic opportunities I have. Also, the boys are my two favorite people, so I know you will see lots of them. Recently, each of them were able to have their very own photo shoot. They were very excited.

        The Cowboy

   Can you tell he likes modeling? Along with his much loved and abused cowboy hat, he was decked out with all the cowboy gear he received for Christmas.


        The Hunter

 

   During deer season, he would go into the woods behind our house to "hunt". Fortunately for any critters back there, his bow only shoots about five feet. I couldn't resist a few pictures when he came out dressed entirely in camo, from head to toe. He didn't mind too much either. That is one thing I am blessed with: willing subjects.