Baby Cal and The Proud Big Sister

Ann Luckett is in love!

We are trying to control her hugging.

She would literally squeeze him to pieces if we would let her.

Welcome Home Baby Cal!

Ann Luckett lined up all over her friends on the couch to help welcome Cal home.

How sweet is that?

All she wants to do is hold her baby brother.

We had a hard time getting her to school this morning.

Cal is so sweet and is such a good baby.

We have been blessed beyond measure. We love you so much Baby Cal!

Swim Little Fish

Ann Luckett is 2 and is a pretty good swimmer. She thinks she is an awesome diver too, but I can't bring myself to tell her any different. Watch closely to see her bust it on the raft on the side. It's pretty funny.

(Again, the video is really blurry. I don't know how to make videos transfer to the blog smoothly. If anyone has any suggestions, please help!)

May 2010

Ann Luckett was dressed at Bell from Beauty and the Beast at the Springalingadingdong festival in Birmingham, but she wanted her face to be painted as a dog. Go figure.

A shout out to Mattie Thompson...This is a t-shirt from my elementary school that has since been torn down. I have lots of fond memories of this place. Thank you Mama for never throwing anything away!

Rebel Fans in the Stands at the SEC Baseball Tournament

This was the most peaceful grocery shopping experience I have had in over two years! We got lots of looks.

(I'm sorry for the small pictures. They are from my phone and I don't know how to make them bigger)

We're off to see the wizard...

You have to listen closely to understand her and even then it is not easy. She needs to work on her skipping skills too. Translation: "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of oz. Cause, cause, cause...

Licking the Bowl

After icing some Valentine cupcakes this afternoon, I gave Ann Luckett the icing bowl and a spoon and told her she could "lick the bowl." I walked out of the room for a minute or two and returned to find her with the bowl on top of her head. When I asked her why she had the bowl on her head, she said "I'm LICKING the bowl Mom!" Kids are so literal.

Scruffy

Scruffy, also known as Scruff Scruff, Scruffalufagus, Scruffanator, Scruffers and Scrubby, was a dog that we inherited from my grandmother almost five years ago. Up until the point that Grandmother rescued her, Scruffy had a rough life. She had been badly burned on her back from what appeared to be hot grease and we’re pretty sure she was hit by a car a some point because of a fracture in her leg that was revealed in an x-ray. When Grandmother met her, Scruffy had recently delivered a litter of puppies. She would run and hide from her puppies when they tried to nurse because they were so big. Their father was obviously of a larger breed of mutt. Grandmother thought Scruffy was sweet and decided to adopt her. Scruffy moved to New Albany and lived the good life with Grandmother for an undetermined number of years. Grandmother passed her on to us in the spring of 2005 after Scruffy chewed up two very expensive hearing aids.

Scruffy was already advanced in years by the time we got her, but she was our baby. We said we would never let a dog sleep in the bed with us, but we quickly ate our words. In fact, we even built a ramp to help her in and out of our bed! We walked her, sang to her, dressed her, fed her table scraps and even taught her to fetch.

Soon after Scruffy came to us she developed a cough. After a visit to the vet, she was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. The vet prescribed her some pills, but didn’t think she would last more than a few months. Almost five years later and after Christmas this year, Scruffy’s cough became deep and frequent. We increased her dose of medicine, but it had little if any effect. We were faced with the difficult decision of when to put her down. Her overall quality of life was still good, so we decided to wait.

We never had to make that decision. This past weekend, Scruffy died in the car on our way to New Albany. She never made a sound. It was a sad moment, but we knew we had done everything we could to make Scruffy’s life the best it could be while she was with us. She always seemed so thankful to have us and we felt the same about her. She will always be our first family dog. We loved her and she will be greatly missed.

Can you guess what musical we are currently obsessed with?