Easter Party

Easter at my grandma's is a tradition.

It's my constant:

There will always be ham,

green bean casserole,

jello of some kind,

egg dying,

and about a billion easter egg hunts.

Because one is just never enough.

And I know that these moments at my grandmas' house for holiday's won't last forever. And lately that has been on my mind more than ever. She has been the one who created these traditions, these memories, and I don't think I'd be the mom I am if it wasn't for her. She's old school and they don't make'em like her anymore.

(my sister is pregnant...and was eating jello & pickles. )

(Lucas discovered jelly beans)

Happy Birthday Gram!

Happy Birthday Gram,


I'm so sorry I couldn't make it out today for lunch.
I hope you had Carmen's and then a big slice of cake.


I love you so much.
I don't think I tell you enough how thankful I am for you.
How thankful I am that your my grandma.
I wouldn't be who I am today if not for you.


I remember thinking when I was little that you were an angel and how lucky I was that I get to be with you.
I still think that.
They just don't make'em like you anymore.
I wish they would :)




I'll see you soon.
Love you!

Good as they Get

My grandma turned 80.

Isn't she beautiful?

Everytime I make french toast I think of her (you know the good french toast with plain ol' white bread).
Or when I smell peach cobbler or fresh brownies.
Or when I see a bare foot on a cold night, I know she'd be dying to lend a pair of her crotched slippers.

She taught me to sew, to cook, to bake, to love God.
I would not be the woman I am today without her.
She is as good as they get.

I love you Gram.