War Eagle

If you are an Auburn fan, you cannot wait until Saturday to roll around the corner. Especially for home games (especially last year when we were national champs...but moving on). Usually the excitement in town gears up around Thursday evening. That is when the campers start to pull in and you see way too many inflatable Aubies that cause my child to have a heart attack while driving through town because she cannot touch each and every one of them. You hear a random "WAR EAGLE" around 1:30 in the morning followed by a loud "bang". But you just snuggle back in bed and assure yourself that the "bang" was just a dream.

That's right, most people gear up around Thursday for the big game day. Well, not our child...

Our sweet babe Ryan Lily decided to come into our room on Tuesday morning (Monday night) at 2:19 and sing the fight song, half asleep, and then go back to bed. The best part about this whole story is Bill and I tried to sing along with her and found it totally normal at the time.

When we woke up the next morning we went about our day as usual, not a word was mentioned about the previous night, until I got a text from Bill around 2:30 saying, "Did Ryan sing the fight song in our bed last night?" I thought about it and remembered OH YEAH, she did. I think we all did actually.

Oh man, I swear we are not losing it yet, but I guess we dream about Auburn football all week long:)

I hope you all have a Happy Saturday!
WAR DAMN EAGLE!

Can't Stop

I cannot stop starring at these girls. They are so amazing!

Our Hero

Normally when I hear the cries of sweet Darbs at 12:30 AM I am mad, frustrated, tired... oh and yelling to Bill to go and get her while I snuggle back in with my covers (side note: If I haven't said it before, I am married to the most amazing man ever)! So, last night started out being same ol' same ol'.

Darby woke up around 12:30, which was a little odd b/c she's a great sleeper and hasn't been waking up lately.

I told Bill to go and get her (notice how I was nice enough to wake up to TELL Bill to get her). Once he got to her, she was really losing it. Normally we can just put her nookie back in and rock her back to sleep. Not last night, she was screaming out of control. I mean this child would not calm down, so I told him I would go downstairs to make her a bottle. This is a sure fire way that this child is gonna go back to sleep.

So I went downstairs to make her sleep concoction, and as I walked into the kitchen, I thought, "Man it is warm in here." I shuffled to the bottle rack and started to get her stuff together when I looked up and saw that the OVEN WAS STILL ON. Not just at a warming temp of 250, no no no. It was set at 410 (we had a late night BBQ chicken pizza).

The oven had been at this temp for at least 4 hours. I don't even want to think what could have happened if our Sleeping Beauty had not disturbed her slumber, but it surely would not have been a happy ending.

Yes, I started my journey downstairs agitated and sleepy; but I made that bottle with utter relief that our sweet girl decided to wake up and save us all! A true hero:)