Happy Birthday, Nathan. Here you are, 33 years ago. You were so precious, tiny and new. As a Mom, I look at this picture and my ovaries quiver. As your wife, I look at it and grin. Damn you were cute. January 27, 1976 Nathan, There are so many things I want to say to…
Princess: “Hey Dad, my birthday is November 18th!” Nate: “Princess, that’s like 10 months away, Mine is in 24 days” Princess: “REALLY! What do you want?” Nate: “A Kayak” Without missing a beat Princess: “Oh Daddy, you can’t have one of those until you’re 34” He’s going to be 33. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* New Year’s Eve Me:…
Let me set the scene for you. It’s an average night in the Southern Fairytale household, Dinner is sandwiches around a casually set table and the TV is playing in the background. Yes I know that’s bad, but I’m tired, Nate’s tired and I just didn’t notice. It’s playing a movie by the name of…
Let’s set the scene shall we: We arrived home around 7:45 P.M. yesterday. Ahhh the sweet glorious bliss that is home. Mom, Dad, I love y’all but it is so good to be home! Around 9:30 Shut up, I know. It’s going to take me a week to get back to 8:00 bed times. Nathan…