Everytime I crack an egg, I think of you!

Sunday marks a month of my Mammaw's passing. Seems weird it's already been a month. I've been dreaming about her a lot lately, very odd dreams. The last year was a gift. My grandparents moved from the small town of Arp 300 miles away to live with my parents in San Antonio. A gift because we only saw them a handful of times a year being so far, all of my life. Now they were 20 miles away and I saw them every week! What a precious gift, time.  I lost my Granny just 6 months ago so it truly made this time special.  I got to hug her every week and watch her snuggle my boys. I sat by her in the swing holding her hand almost every week.  I watched her get a little more weak every week. I had to see her hurt. I feel since I saw her so much more recently and watched her fade that I had a harder time processing this. So I decided its time to share with you this beautiful woman who now dances down the streets of gold. 

When I was a kid I would tell you her name was Mimall. Because that's how I said it with a L. In my head that's really her name. 

But for spelling purposes Mammaw looks nicer. 

My Mammaw was a beautiful lady. She loved Jesus more than anything. She had a faith that we should all strive to have. A faith that could move mountains. I will always remember her talking about Jesus and sharing her faith. Even in those last few days she cried to Him. I know without a doubt she is with Jesus in a much better place. She raised a family that is faithful. 

 She loved her family! She always said she raised the best three kids in the world. And one of those is my mom. That lady is a precious gift! She always got down in the floor and played with you, especially tickling you and making you laugh. Whether she felt good or not. She could crack the funniest jokes that you didn't quite expect. She would say things like "I'm full as a tick" after dinner.  She loved babies.  I cherish getting to see her love my Reed this past year. She always wanted to hold and snuggle that little guy   It was sad the day she realized she wasn't strong enough to hold him anymore. But she still giggled and made him smile.  I will always remember her saying "woowoo". Something I find myself saying often. She always smelled of White Diamonds. She loved to touch you, always her hand on your hand or arm or around your back. Such a light, loving touch. She could be firm with you and tell you to sit still while she combed those rats out of your hair. She wasn't afraid to tell you what she thought. 

 There are many things I learned from her through my mom. Like how to make the best macaroni and cheese and mashed potatoes. She taught me how to properly crack an egg and get that little chick out of there. Jman always cracks eggs now and everytime he says "get that yucky out, get the chick". So everytime I crack an egg I think of her. She taught me make sure to clean your house before company comes over.  

She was a woman of simple means and possessions. You don't need a lot of stuff, just what you need. And as long as you rearrange often it always looks fresh and new. She always wanted to look her best and have hair fixed. She loved Dr Pepper (it runs in the blood) and always washed her can before drinking from it. She loved to be surrounded by pictures of her family. Probably where my mom gets it and where I get it. 

Mammaw was unbelievably strong. She was sick for many years. Most of my life I remember her being sick. But would you know it? No. She could hide it. She overcame such pain and suffering and you wouldn't even know it. She could put on a smile and always make you think she felt great, even when she wasn't. At times that pain may come through in words but that is understandable. 

She is no longer in pain. She is healed and at peace. She is in a much better place and will be waiting for us and will shout "woowoo" when we get there. You will be missed always Mammaw. Thank you for always loving me and sharing your unwavering faith. I sleep with the blanket you gave me every night! Love you always. 

Their 50th wedding anniversary. 

The grand kids and great grand kids. Minus 4 great grand babies not born yet. 

My fave picture of us. She had just been tickling me. 

Three Generations

My Granny, Pappaw and Mammaw all eating what? You guessed it Granny Gravy!!  

Miss both these beautiful women. Miss my Pappaw who went back up north to live. I got used to seeing that sweet guy all the time. 

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Why must you make my life so difficult.....

sippy cups!

That's right I'm frustrated with sippy cups. The transition from bottle to cup is so hard. Something about that bottle is so comforting so when you take it away you better find the right cup or cupssssss or there is no hope. RC has been drinking water out of several different kinds of cups for months but none of them will do when it comes to milk. 

So this means you have to buy multiple cups and make several trips to the store to find a sippy cup that will work. And of course you only buy one in case it doesn't work out. And they are all so expensive. Why in the world is one cup $5 or $6? Once you happen to find that one cup he will drink milk out of, you must go back for more, because you only bought one. Well you need at least 4 so you don't have to wash them multiple times a day. And if you're me you think oh let's just buy one more and oh look at this one, maybe he will like it. It's a $1 cheaper, oh here's a two pack, bonus if it works then you already have two? 

 And you know what happens? This! 

You have a stash of several cups and only one, just one is useful to you! This is 7 different kinds of cups! And some of these I have double of.  Sure he might drink water out of them or in a few months take to them, but that doesn't help the pile of cups you have that you can't use now. And where are you supposed to store all these guys? They don't stack so you need a whole cabinet devoted to useless, expensive  sippy cups! And there's still a pile of bottles to use because you only have one sippy cup he can drink milk out of. So make that two cabinets of bottles and sippy cups. 

Well we finally found one that he will drink milk from. There is some hesitation but he finally gives in. I went and bought another one and you know what? 

Somehow we lost the whole top to it? What? How? Who? Ugh!! So now I need to still buy at least 4 more and add more to pile of sippy cups. And this guy is $6.99. Of course he likes it best. Stinker pot! 

Then there's the search for Jman cups. I don't let him drink  from baby sippy cups and want him to use actual nice water cups for kids. I bought him the nice $10 ones at Target and we have lost them twice! My fault too! So we have bought our third one and I guard it with my life. 

Ahhhh sippy cups you drive me crazy!! 

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