This is a little ditty that I often sing to my Sambo....
Eh Em...
Crazy Hair. Crazy Hair. Sammy Clay has got Crazy Hair.
It does what it wants, but he doesn't care.
Crazy Hair. Crazy Hair.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
You Might Be a Redneck if...
After highlighting your hair, your hairdresser helps you unload your mammoth sized ice chest full of deer meat from the back of your truck so that she can make you some jerky.
Coco...I may have topped you on this one.
Coco...I may have topped you on this one.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Happy Happy Birthday Baby!
Sam turned 2 on the 21st. We had a little party with his playgroup & cousins at the Choo Choo Station in Grapevine. He had a blast. Later, the "Texas Grandparents" came over to open his presents. Sam spent the whole day clapping and saying, "YAY!" I think he kinda got the whole thing. It was a fun day!
Happy Birthday little boy! You're still my baby even though you're 2!!!
I Love My Din Din!
Sam is Grandchild #8 on my side of the family. All others before him have called my parents NeNe & Grandad. Well, Sam broke the mold and is forever calling my dad, Din Din. He LOVES Din Din. When he is around, nobody else matters (including me...he actually gives me the hand, pushes me out of the room and says, "Mama No"). Here are a few pics of our last trip to the Ranch with his beloved Din Din...
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