The Streetpoet

It was Sunday, our last day in Georgia and we were headed out to North Carolina for a couple days before flying home. We all gathered on the front porch for some very last minute pictures together.

It was the first time I’d been with Mama for her birthday in years and Regina and I wanted to throw her a party. We were staying at her house, so we had to be sneaky, but I’m sure she knew something was up! The Bishops came and most of her family came which made it a pretty full house and a fun time! Regina and I had made a pasta bar with three different kinds of pastas and a myriad of toppings that everyone chose from and we sauted their choice in a pan with their sauce of choice. We were so busy that we forgot to serve the Cesar salad, the garlic bread made it to the end of the meal, and the stuffed mushrooms made it to the dessert table, but it was crazy fun! And yummy! I am sad that I didn’t get pictures of everyone, and those I did get were of the people I could grab as they headed out the door! But thanks for coming everyone! And Mama, I hope you had a wonderful and happy birthday and feel special and loved as you are.

It’s hard to believe our baby is one already. His first year has been a wonderful time and he is truly a bright blessing to us! I enjoyed remembering his birth and the wonderful people who surrounded us as we welcomed Ian into the world. I was praying for him before he was born and will continue through his life, that God will be glorified in Ian’s life and that he will love the Lord his God with his all. That is my hope for you, littlest Guy. I love you and happy birthday!

Here are pictures from the first part of our quiet week at Mema and Memama’s houses.

Next I’ll post Ian’s birthday pics!

After a week with Mema in Georgia and a couple days with the Davis’ in North Carolina we headed home yesterday starting out with a five hour drive from Charlotte to Atlanta at 8am. We got to see Mema again before returning the rental car and catching a 4pm flight. As we were stand-by passengers two days after Memorial Day we didn’t make the flight even though the availability looked alright, nor the next four flights. We spent the day going from gate to gate and actually boarded a plane and then deboarded after it was discovered there were no seats. The Lord made room for us on the very last flight out to Los Angeles last night and we walked through our door at almost two in the morning feeling very grateful to be here safe and all together.

I’ve had a quiet day here as we’ve taken turns napping, unpacking and being together. Mom took the boys to the park with the Barlow boys while Peter went to the dentist. He chipped his tooth last week while playing marco polo with Jerome in Memama’s pool. He said it didn’t hurt and the chip wasn’t very noticeable, but it felt so weird he kept feeling it with his tongue, which looked funny.  🙂

We get to have Peter home with us until Monday with no school! We’re getting so spoiled this is such a treat.

I’ll try to get pictures up from our trip soon, but I do have a wedding to finish editing also, so thanks for your patience!