14 years

It's hard to believe that it has been 14 years!

I loved my wedding and I love the man I married.

Happy 14 years to us!

It's Dad's birthday and I have the most annoying brother EVER!

My family loves pizza. Like L.O.V.E.S. So, for Dad's birthday, Travis and I decided to take him to Heaven on Earth...Boom Bozz. (My sister couldn't come, but don't feel sorry for her. She is on vacation in Florida!) We asked the waiter to split the bill in half and when he brought them, I ended up with the bill that was a penny more! Travis thought he was all that and a bag of chips! Ha!

Dad: Are you guys sure you don't want me to pitch in?

Me: Nah, we got it. Happy Birthday!

Dad: My kids are all grown up. (Insert smile.)

Travis: Dad, can I borrow your debit card?

Me: It's okay, I borrowed money from Mom...

After dinner, we headed back to my parent's house for some gifts and cake. 

My mom made this adorable cake for dad. She has become quite the little cake maker! 

And, as always, there was time for the kids to run and romp around.

So thankful that my Papa is able to get out and join us more these days. He is doing so well (even though he has the male Miller trait of not smiling for pictures)!

Yes, my dad is smiling and yes, it is sarcastic. ;-)

I'm so glad that Travis has Jenny to balance out his annoyingness...

This picture makes me laugh -- it looks like Emmy took a fall behind Maggie! Actually, they were just rolling around in the grass. But it reminds me of one of those "Help, I've fallen and can't get up" commercials!

Then comes the time when I ask my brother NICELY to get a pic of mom, Jenny and me. Believe me, if I had another option, I would have done it. However, my dad took my Papa home and Travis was the ONLY person there with us. 

OH EM GEE. You guys!

Finally...

Other than being with my brother, it was a fantastic night of fun! Happy Birthday, Dad! Hope your day was special and sorry that you have an annoying son!

We may be ghetto, but I promise you'll like us!

A few weeks ago, I headed down to the big BG to visit Gretchen. It's so crazy to me that they have been gone almost 4 years! Nowadays, it's just like a second nature to me to head down and visit for a weekend. I'm so thankful for a friendship that has not only changed, but gotten stronger since she moved! Love my G & T time!!

I was pretty excited because I made it in time for one of Pierce's baseball games. Sweet boy!  

It's a little weird that when we first became best friends, we were changing diapers and wiping spit up off our clothes (and floor, and furniture...). And now, we watch them play ball and FaceTime with them...

Sheesh! They're getting so big!

One of the best things about our friendship (I know I've mentioned this 8,302 times) is that we just "are". There are no expectations. There is no pressure to impress. Sometimes on our visits, all we do is...well, visit. Literally, just sit and talk. 

And sometimes she cooks for me. You know you've arrived when you get homemade muffins! ;-)

We also did a few of our favorite things - the things we do best - shop...

...and eat. For real, we like to eat!

And, I can't forget that I laughed (for hours!) when we pulled up and I asked G, "Is that a Netti Pot...and are you watering flowers with it?" Seriously...ghetto!

Love my girl and the time we get to hang together! 

Even better than when I go to visit is when she comes H.O.M.E. She's here for a week or so and we've already gotten to make some more ghetto memories!

It's pretty awesome to get a text and see "Wanna meet for lunch...now?" :-)

Of course, when they are home, it is customary to plan a day of swimming! (Hope, on the very left...I die!)

A slumber party is also a must! (I hope these two little girls will grow up to have a super special relationship!)

Hold onto your britches, cuz I'm not done yet! My sister got tickets to the Lionel Richie concert and invited mom, Jenny and me to go. She called A FEW HOURS before the concert and had one more ticket to get rid of, so we invited Gretchen.

It was a hoot! We had dinner before the concert and then followed the line of Buick's headed over to the YUM Center. 

We gave mom a little warning about the opening act -- CeeLo Green. She didn't know who he was or what his hit song is really called. ;-) He has a great voice but I was more concerned that he was going to have a heart attack on stage whenever he moved! 

We survived CeeLo, and it was time for some Dancing on the Ceiling...

Gretchen has made fun of me numerous times for looking like a grandma and keeping my "bag" on my lap when we go out. Now you see why...Like mother, like daughter. 

 Super fun night! (I won't mention how we left the concert early to beat the crowd and then got lost IN THE PARKING GARAGE trying to find our car. Oy.)

Such a good week having G home! And it isn't even over yet. :-)

So, if you see us out and about taking dumb selfies, just ignore us. We're ghetto and just having too much fun! 

Father's Day always makes me sappy

When any holiday approaches, I start looking through old photos. Obviously, last weekend was a great time to look for photos of my dad. Most of the wedding photos I have are just in an album. :-( We weren't cool WAY back then to get a whole CD of pictures! 

Just an FYI: It's never a good idea to start looking through old photos when you are PMSing. Ugh!

I believe that God truly blessed me in the dad department! My dad is a pretty incredible man. 

On Saturday, Eric was in Lexington all day. When Levi woke up, he asked me if he could try and mow our grass. We don't have a huge yard, but it does take over an hour to push mow. He hasn't mowed the yard before, but I decided to let him try. I showed him how the mower works and he took to it right away. I walked the entire yard with him, but he mowed it himself. He could not have been more proud and couldn't wait to call Eric and tell him! I love his heart and how he wants to please his dad. 

We got together with my grandpa that evening. It's hard to watch your grandparents get older and start fading in their health. I love this sweet picture of him and the great-grandkids. 

Eric has a few nicknames. His first one was Rainman. Our college friends gave him that one because he could pretty much remember anything. Another one is Mayor because he knows anyone and everyone. He would do really well as a politician. Ha! ;-) And the most recent one is OMR - Old Man Reid. Sometimes, he is like a grouch old man and my brother proudly nicknamed him this on vacation several years ago. He's that old man that yells "Get off my grass!" to young children in the neighborhood. Okay, maybe that's exaggerating a little... or not! Travis brought him this sign on Sunday:

I don't think there could be any more love in the world (other than Jesus!) than this...

4 generations of Miller's

And, in true Travis fashion, he knows how to make a picture special. 

These people with me are some of the funniest people I know. Seriously...funny. I love them.

I can't say enough how much I love my family! Especially these three.

Eric is the most incredible dad! There are times when we look at each other and think "what in the world did we do?" but we would not change a thing!

Happy father's day to all the dads out there, biological fathers and spiritual fathers. You are loved.