Friday, May 30, 2008
The Cotton Patch Festival
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Riding the 4-Wheeler with Paw-Paw
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Funny Pregnancy Update
So reassuring to know my baby no longer has a tail!! haha
A Sweet Story...
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Swinging home: Alexandria community rallies around child with Down syndrome
Brett Buckner, Staff Writer
Published: May 24, 2008
ALEXANDRIA - In a batter's helmet that keeps sliding down over his eyes, Devon Peoples digs his cleats deep in the grass, chokes up nice and tight on the bat and swings for the fences. W-H-I-F-F … Strike one.
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The coach steps a little bit closer.
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W-H-I-F-F … Strike two.
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In front of him, just over the coach's shoulder, stands the rest of the team, each waiting for their turn. Rather than taunting and mocking Devon's wild swings, they chant his name and clap - tiny hands against leather gloves.
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The coach tosses the ball in underhanded. With a mighty swing, Devon knocks the ball hard to the ground. Though only a quiet dribbler that dies in the grass, Devon stares at it and smiles, not confused, proud.
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Devon Peoples is 9 years old and has Down syndrome, but no one here really cares.
The Alexandria youth baseball fields are a place where moms walk around in baby blue, orange and gray jerseys with their kids' names on the back. It's where coaches lean over chain link fences to give the play-by-play to parents arriving late from work. It's where kids too young to be on a team play on gravel fields with sticks and wadded up Coke cups.
They are a community under lights, unified by an outfield scoreboard and the applause that's given for both teams.
Around here, Devon Peoples is just another little boy who loves to play baseball.
"He really feels like he's a part of something special, and it's the community that's done that," says Devon's mother, Terri Peoples, leaning against the splintered orange bleachers before the game. "Most people are afraid of what they don't understand. But people here have been nothing but accepting."
While Terri's talking, Devon fields grounders. After a couple scoot past his outstretched glove, teammate Tanner Mize, better known as "Bucket," offers a few pointers.
"Keep your glove down, Dev," Bucket says, kneeling down. "Follow it into your glove."
Devon loses interest when he sees Mike Mize, better known as Coach Mike, coach of the AA Valley Boys, Devon's team.
Coach Mike met Devon some four years ago in T-ball. He's the one who calls Terri every spring with the same question, "You gonna let Dev come out for baseball this year?"
Now, Devon gets up at 5 a.m., shakes his momma awake and leans in real close. "Ball game … Coach Mike," he'll say, grinning. It takes a lot of convincing before Terri talks Devon back into bed, usually wearing his uniform.
"It's all Coach Mike's fault," Terri says, loud enough for Mize to hear. "He's created a monster."
Coming up to just above his belt loop, Devon hugs Coach Mike so tight that for a second he looks like a third leg. He pulls away only after stealing the man's cell phone and dancing a jig to its computerized ring tone. The only thing that pulls Devon back is Coach Mike's voice.
"What time is it?" Mize shouts.
"Ball game!" Devon answers. Swinging for the fences
As darkness descends, the field lights start to glow. Clouds of gray dust drift against the dying sunshine as The Valley Boys take the field. It's the last game of the night and the final game of the season.
With the rest of the team in the field, No. 32 sits alone in the dugout, quietly gathering baseballs and rolling them around in the dirt between his knees.
Devon doesn't play in the field. But he always gets to bat.
Ever since his days in T-ball, at the end of each inning, Devon's allowed to walk out and take a few swings.
"It's his moment," Terri says. "And he knows it."
That moment arrives with one out in the bottom of the first. With The Valley Boys up 5-0 over Club Fitness as the mercy rule ended the inning, Devon hears his name shouted from every corner of the field and bleachers. Grabbing the closest bat and helmet, he sprints from the dugout like a boy being chased by bees.
Soon as Devon's cleats cross the chalk line, the crowd erupts.
"Keep your eye on the ball," shouts a grandfather in a John Deere hat and overalls. "Watch it all the way in, son. Take your time."
With Coach Mike running the pitching machine and assistant coach Pat Brown crouching behind him, Devon swings for the fences. And misses … twice.
The third pitch is the charm. Devon slaps one off the end of the bat, spinning it backward and off the catcher's glove - foul. No matter. Devon pushes the helmet off and races toward first base, pausing only long enough to give the crowd a "Come on! Come on!" gesture with his small arms flapping.
In a happy trot, Devon makes his way around the bases - some he touches, most he misses. By the time he's rounded third a chant is gaining momentum.
"Slide … Slide … Slide … Slide."
When Devon chooses to stay on his cleats, Coach Mike scoops him up in the air and rubs him across home plate making sure his uniform gets dirty enough to wash one last time. The team pours from the dugout, greeting Devon with a flurry of hugs and high-fives like he'd just won the World Series with a walk-off homer.
Though it's a run that won't flash across a scoreboard or show up in a newspaper box score for his momma to stick to the refrigerator, for one little boy and this tiny community, touching home plate means all the world.
"He thinks he's really doing it," Terri says. "This isn't pretend, not for him. It's not the other team letting him get a hit.
"It's real for Devon."
On the visitors' side near home plate, a young boy sits in the dirt staring through the spaces in the chain link fence, watching as Devon makes a third triumphant lap around the bases.
"Dad, what's he doing?" the boy asks, looking over his shoulder and flashing a red, candy-stained grin.
"He's playing baseball," the man answers, meeting his son's eyes. "He's just playing baseball."
After the game, which The Valley Boys won 20-0, Coach Mike talks about the boy he's grown to love.
"That's the reason we play youth sports," he says, watching Devon from the shadows of the dugout. "I want him to get out, to show off and have a good time. I love it. Playing with Dev is more fun for me than baseball.
"I'll take that any day."
More Outside Pictures
Looking at the planter with Paw-Paw
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Memorial Day
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Decoration Day, c. 1900. "You bet I'm goin' to be a soldier, too, like my Uncle David, when I grow up." According to Professor David Blight of the Yale University History Department, the first memorial day was observed in 1865 by liberated slaves at the historic race track in Charleston. The site was a former Confederate prison camp as well as a mass grave for Union soldiers who had died while captive. A parade with thousands of freed blacks and Union soldiers was followed by patriotic singing and a picnic.
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General Logan had been impressed by the way the South honored their dead with a special day and decided the Union needed a similar day. Reportedly, Logan said that it was most fitting; that the ancients, especially the Greeks, had honored their dead, particularly their heroes, by chaplets of laurel and flowers, and that he intended to issue an order designating a day for decorating the grave of every soldier in the land, and if he could he would have made it a holiday. Logan had been the principal speaker in a citywide memorial observation on April 29, 1866, at a cemetery in Carbondale, Illinois, an event that likely gave him the idea to make it a national holiday. On May 5, 1868, in his capacity as commander-in-chief of the Grand Army of the Republic, a veterans' organization, Logan issued a proclamation that "Decoration Day" be observed nationwide. It was observed for the first time on May 30 of the same year; the date was chosen because it was not the anniversary of a battle. The tombs of fallen Union soldiers were decorated in remembrance of this day.
Many of the states of the U.S. South refused to celebrate Decoration Day, due to lingering hostility towards the Union Army and also because there were very few veterans of the Union Army who lived in the South. A notable exception was Columbus, Mississippi, which on April 25, 1866 at its Decoration Day commemorated both the Union and Confederate casualties buried in its cemetery.
The alternative name of "Memorial Day" was first used in 1882, but did not become more common until after World War II, and was not declared the official name by Federal law until 1967 . On June 28, 1968, the United States Congress passed the Uniform Holidays Bill, which moved three holidays from their traditional dates to a specified Monday in order to create a convenient three-day weekend and for the first time recognized Columbus Day as a federal holiday. The holidays included Washington's Birthday (which evolved into Presidents' Day), Veterans Day, and Memorial Day. The change moved Memorial Day from its traditional May 30 date to the last Monday in May. The law took effect at the federal level in 1971 . After some initial confusion and unwillingness to comply at the state level, all fifty states adopted the measure within a few years, although Veterans Day was eventually changed back to its traditional date. Ironically, most corporate businesses no longer close on Columbus Day or Veterans Day, and an increasing number are staying open on President's Day as well. Memorial Day, however, has endured as one holiday during which most businesses stay closed because it marks the beginning of the "summer vacation season," as does neighboring Canada's Victoria Day, which occurs on the prior Monday.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Tootside Dippindoodle
We all need a little stress-reliever! This only takes a minute.
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Here is your dose of humor...
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So:
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1. Use the third letter of your first name to determine your New first name:
a = snickle
b = doombah
c = goober
d = cheesey
e = crusty
f = greasy
g = dumbo
h = farcus
I = dorky
j = doofus
k = funky
l = boobie
m = sleezy
n = sloopy
o = fluffy
p = stinky
q = slimy
r = dorfus
s = snooty
t = tootsie
u = dipsy
v = sneezy
w = liver
x = skippy
y = dinky
z = zippy
2. Use the second lett er of your lastname to determine the first half of your new last name:
a = dippinb
= feather
c = batty
d = burger
e = chicken
f = barffy
g = lizard
h = waffle
i = farkle
j = monkey
k = flippin
l = fricken
m = bubble
n = rhino
o = potty
p = hamster
q = buckle
r = gizzard
s = lickin
t = snickle
u = chuckle
v = pickle
w = lickin
x = dingle
y = gorilla
z = girdle
3. Use the third letter of your last name to determine the second half of your new last name:
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a = butt
b = boob
c = face
d = nose
e = hump
f = breath
g = pants
h = shorts
i = lips
j = honker
k = head
l = tush
m = chunks
n = dunkin
o = brains
p = biscuits
q = toes
r = doodle
s = fanny
t = sniffer
u = sprinkles
v = frack
w = squirt
x = humperdinck
y = hiney
z = juice
Thus, for example, George W. Bush's new name is: Fluffy Chucklefanny.
And remember that children laugh an average of 146 times a day; adults laugh an average of 4 times a day. Put more laughter in your day
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Brooklyn at 18-Months
- You baby should walk alone and begin to walk fast - Brooklyn has been walking since she was 11 months old and now if you tell her to do something and she doesn't want to and you go towards her to pick her up - she runs away giggling!
- Self-feeds with fingers, drinks from a cup and uses a spoon - Brooklyn has fed herself since she started on table food. She only took a bottle maybe 10 times total - so the transition to a cup was no problem. If I do not give her a spoon/fork fast enough - she starts demanding asking for a fork.
- Your baby should now have a 4-10 word vocabulary and a few two word sentences - When I started listing all the words Brooklyn could say the pediatrician was very pleased and commented "that's a lot of words for an 18-month old"! Her current vocabulary includes (but is not limited to): Momma, Da-Da, Nana, Pop, Mi-Mi, Paw-Paw, Georgia, Bebba (Bella), Wa-Wa (water), truck, ball, bow, please, nose, eye, ear, mouth, baby, more, mine, no (I know there are more - I just can't think of them right now).
- Start to learn body parts - Brooklyn knows where all of the following are and will point to them when asked (except of course at the pediatrician's office): nose, ears, eyes, mouth (she opens her mouth very wide when you ask her where her mouth is), feet, toes, hands, fingers, belly.
Guidance:
- Continue to exercise accident prevention - honestly - I feel like they are both accidents waiting to happen. It's only a matter of time given how much they climb and jump off things!
- Avoid peanuts, gum, hard candies, hot dogs and popcorn - hmm...she likes nuts, don't give either of them gum or hard candies, she likes hotdogs and she likes popcorn (hello - movie night) - but she doesn't get any of the above without supervision....
- Read to your baby. Begin as a bonding experience and continue to help your child develop early phonics and literacy - Brooklyn doesn't seem as interested in reading as Bella is (and was), but we keep trying and we're always looking at books for magazines (they get both Animal Babies and My Backyard in the mail) - so she is definitely exposed to it!
- Off the bottle! - I just have to say how nice it was not to have to worry about this one! She has also totally stopped nursing (as of about a month or so ago). She pretty much did it on her own - so it wasn't too traumatic (on either of us).
- Set limits with positive reinforcement to avoid temper tantrums - She has such a good example to follow with Bella that she is already spending so time in time-out!
- Continue a regular bedtime routing including book reading - no nighttime bottle - Brooklyn goes to bed between 7:30 and 8:00 every night - we just ask her "are you ready to go nite-nite" and if she isn't, she'll say shake her head and say "no" and if she is, she'll walk into her room and start climbing on her crib! It's so easy right now - I dread moving her out of the crib!
Brooklyn was a bit more displeased with the doctor checking her over. I don't know what it was this time because last time she just sat in Brannon's lap and let the doctor do everything she needed. You may remember from her 12/15-month well visit - her iron levels were on the low side at 9. She has been on iron supplements to determine if she had an iron deficiency or if there was something else going on. When they pricked her finger (for which she didn't even cry!) - her levels were up to 10 - so they are holding off until her 2 year well visit to do the vein draw depending upon what her levels are at that point. (I was relieved they didn't have to do the vein draw)!! She got a new book at the doctor - Baa-Baa Black Sheep. They get a new book at each visit!
All in all she is doing great!
Another Outbreak...
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I noticed her finger on Thursday, May 8th. I called the pediatrician that morning to get her the anti-viral medication - we had discussed the issue with the pediatrician at her 2-year well visit and she said that whenever she had an outbreak to just call and she would call something in. It was nice to not have to go to the doctor - especially when we know exactly what is. She took the medication like a champ - almost too well!! (Now she is constantly saying she needs her medicine and if you know us- we aren't big on giving them anything)!
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I found these cotton finger covers that worked so much better than the sock. She wasn't too into wearing the sock this time - it is hard to use one's hands when it is covered with a sock! So these little covers worked great. And I used band-aids (a favorite of Bella's) to keep it in place on her finger.
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It is mostly healed now - and she is always looking at it saying "my boo-boo all better now"!!
And please don't be alarmed that she has a band-aid on every single one of her fingers on that hand!! She insisted that she had boo-boos on ALL her fingers but it is really just the middle finger!! This child loves Band-aids - she went to school one day with about 10 on her legs and they asked if there had been some kind of accident!!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
“The Kid in You” Photo Contest
I have even been subjected to dressed in these lovely "get-ups", unfortunately there are no pictures because the girls are not allowed to use our camera!
ARGH!!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I got a Blog Award!
Now I get to pass this on to some people:
Lesley at All About Patrick & Laura
Liesa at The Burke Family Blog
Melanie at And Baby Makes 4
LeAnne at House of Howard
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Earthquake in Atmore????
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Shake may have been a quake
By Adam Prestridge
Those who felt the ground shake Monday afternoon in Atmore and the surrounding areas are convinced that it was an earthquake.
U.S. Geological Survey geophysicist Lisa Wald, who also serves as the organization’s Web manager for earthquake hazard programs, could not rule out that the brief shaking felt in Atmore and Poarch was a small earthquake after performing some research for the Advance.
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The Advance fielded numerous calls reporting the possible earthquake. Upon further research, a spokesperson with the National Weather Service out of Mobile confirmed that they had also received calls inquiring about a possible earthquake.
Wald initially researched regional information for the State of Alabama on the U.S. Geological Survey’s Web site www.earthquake.usgs.gov to see if a recent earthquake had been documented. After finding that no earthquake had been recorded she agreed to perform further research in hopes of finding an answer.
“I checked to see if we had any ‘Felt Reports’ in the area around that time and we did not receive any reports from people through the Internet,” Wald said Tuesday evening. “I also had the seismic analysts take a look at the wave forms on record from the instruments and they did not see anything on any of the instruments in the area.”
Wald said the lack of instrumentation in Alabama could forever make last Monday’s ground shaking experience a mystery to those who felt it.
“We don’t have that many instruments in that part of the country and sometimes we can have a small earthquake that is not recorded by our instruments because they are not close enough,” Wald said. “Depending on where it was with respect to the closest instrument, there could very well have been something. There’s an outside chance, but we can’t really confirm it, or deny it.”
Monday, May 5, 2008
One and One and One is Three...
Notes from the Weekend
This weekend the girls and I headed to Anniston early on Saturday morning. We left around 6:30 am and arrived just before noon (pretty good time considering the weather and our little stop for a bit of shopping in Sylacauga at Buttons and Bows).
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Then Bella felt that Whitney needed to have a bracelet to match her dress. So she is helping her get the bracelet on!
Then Uncle Mike wanted everyone to go to his house and see his chickens and ducks...So we proceeded to his house and had a make shift "petting zoo"! The girls loved the ducks and chickens and the bunny rabbit.
A picture of Bella, Brooklyn and Uncle Mike.
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After staying at my dad's house for a bit, we went to eat pizza at Mata's! Then after we finished eating, we headed to the ball field where we were able to catch the last couple of innings of DJ's ball game!! Unfortunately, they did not win the game - but they did score 9 runs!! Great job!!!
Sunday morning Dalton was baptized at the 11am Mass at Sacred Heart.
I didn't get any pictures of my nephews, DJ and Zach (other than DJ's ball game pictures), so hopefully my sister will update her blog with some recent pictures of the boys!
It was quite a busy weekend but we enjoyed seeing everyone! But it is a lot of driving to do with one person and 2 little ones!!!