Monday, July 25, 2011

EM's Big Day, Sunflowers & Old Friends

Good morning! We packed so much into Sunday that my head is still spinning on Monday morning. We spent Saturday night in Net's upstairs room. It's the room that my dad and uncle shared growing up and they still have a bunch of old crap that's fun to look at in there. When we both woke up at 4 a.m., Doc informed me that he knows where my snoring comes from - we could clearly hear Net and Aunt Renie snoozing away downstairs!

Since we had a couple of hours to kill until wake up time, I went through the trunk that belonged to Granddaddy's mother. I've been through it before, but it's been a long time. I found the scrapbook Granddaddy's mother made for him when he was two years old! It's precious and such a tangible example of a mother's love.

We left for Memphis right at 7 a.m. and still somehow almost managed to be late for the service that started at 8:15. Poor Doc had three directionally-challenged back seat drivers in the car. I said an extra prayer of thanks for him during church! Oliver wouldn't let me take photos during the service so here's the only picture I got of them at Second Presbyterian.

My favorite part about the church service was the congregation sang "Jesus Loves the Little Children" as the families processed out of the sanctuary.

Afterwards we went to brunch at their house. Sis, Mom, Net, Poppy, and Dot had fixed: breakfast casserole, cheese grits, ham and biscuits, cheese wafers, fresh fruit, coffee cake and banana nut bread.

Elizabeth Magee's gown is the same one that Sis was baptised in as a baby. Aunt Bubba bought an antique christening gown in Natchez, but when there were two babies instead of the expected one, Mammy and Net made this one to match the original gown.

My sweet brother and sister! When we were little and would fuss, Mom would also say that friends come and go, but your siblings will be there for your whole life. I'm so grateful that we are all not just siblings, but real friends.

The nicest thing about early church is a long Sunday afternoon. Doc took a nap and I went for a quick swim before going to Rhetta's for a jewelry show. Then we went to Cottonville to visit with our sweet friends Lindsey and Levi and meet their so cute son, Wyatt. They have been serving in India for the last two years as missionaries and we haven't seen them since January 2009! When Levi walked in the door and saw us he and Doc both started shouting (as always) and they scared poor Wyatt!

These two guys have been the very best of friends since they were little. I don't think either of them stopped grinning or laughing the whole time we were there. At one point in their childhoods, their parents stopped letting them play together because one, or both of them, would always end up in the emergency room. They love to tell how they got their scars doing each (seemingly brillant) activity.

As much as we loved seeing his parents, this little boy was the highlight of our visit. Wyatt was born in January and is already a yogo guru. Lindsey says that Indians are very into baby stretching and massage and their neighbors have shown them what to do. I was so impressed!

Sunflower field in Strayhorn. Dove season will be here before we know it!

Of course, we ended up staying later than we intended and didn't get home until 9 p.m. We walked in to find dog poop in the living room, pee in the kitchen and somehow we'd left the fridge door open and everything in the freezer and fridge was ruined. The good news is I'm starting the week off with freshly mopped floors and a very clean refrigerator. Welcome back to real life!

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