Family
Baby Jones-er
I want a family compound. You know, a cluster of separate homes sharing the same plot of land. I so enjoy spending time with my family, and it just doesn’t seem fair that we’re all so scattered. We… Read More
Good Company
So far, March has been a month of visitors, and that’s a very good thing. The first weekend we enjoyed Boo’s company. The second weekend, we had the good fortune to host Glen, one of Lee’s old college… Read More
I Made the Right Choice
I’ve had a great Valentine’s Day. I’m home after a nice evening out with my hubby, eating Thai food on Tybee Island, reminiscing about our early days and being so glad we found each other so soon in… Read More
Matching Beauties
Last weekend we enjoyed our annual pilgrimage to Tennessee for a Christmas celebration at Nana and Granddaddy’s house. It’s always a fun weekend, but I found myself looking forward to it even more this year. I couldn’t wait… Read More
Photo Shoot
Last month, we had our annual family photo shoot. I say annual, although this was only the second year we’ve done it. But I really enjoy having professional family photos, so I’m planning for this to be an… Read More
This Is Why I’m Thankful
Tonight, we were sitting on the living room couch when Lee pulled Camille up into his lap and declared it was “Cuddle Time!” Camille spread her arms open wide and flung herself at us saying, “Hug both!” After… Read More
Sugar Cane Festival
Last weekend, Oatland Island (one of our favorite kid-friendly locales) hosted their annual Cane Grinding Festival. Nana and Granddaddy were in town and joined Camille and me for the event. After Camille showed them her favorite barn animals,… Read More
A Grand Visit
We’re settling back in after a much needed visit to see the Grands in Tennessee. Camille had more fun than ought to be legal, playing with her grandparents, jumping on the bed, and DRIVING the golf cart. Yeah,… Read More
Auntie-Jones
Every morning this week, Camille’s first words have been, “Auntie-Jones?”After her nap, “Auntie-Jones?”When we walk by the guest bedroom, “Auntie-Jones?” And if I counted the number of times we’ve had the following conversation, it would be close to… Read More
