I Think I’m Alone Now.

I just finished a hosting marathon.  We’ve had visitors in town for the past 12 days in a row.

Friday before last, Trav’s sister and her new boyfriend (whom we REALLY liked, by the way) were in town and stopped by for a visit.  Did I just use the word “whom” correctly?  Maybe not, but I’m too tired to look it up right now.

The next day, some of our dear friends from Dallas flew in with their sweet little girl.  They stayed until Monday and we had so much fun.  The weather was gorgeous and we were able to enjoy every second of it.

The day after they left, my fabulous little sister, Alexis, flew in.  She’s always so much fun to have around and was a HUGE help with Arle.  She’s such a sweet aunt and I absolutely love watching the two of them play together.

On Friday, my parents flew in to join the fun.  It was hot and humid all weekend, but that didn’t stop us from venturing out to do lots of shopping.  Of course, Arle loved each and every second of attention she was receiving from everyone and put on quite the show in order to keep us all laughing.  She had quite a few great quotes over the past few days, but I’m pretty sure my favorite was when we went out to eat Friday evening.

We were all sitting around the table and Trav asked Arle what Daddy’s other name is.  Her usual answer would be, “Travis,” but that night she promptly spelled out, “B-O-O-B.”

I have absolutely no idea where that came from, but we all died laughing.  She randomly throws out groups of letters to “spell” things, but this was the first time that group of letters actually formed a word.  Of course, it was completely an accident, but it was just too funny that it was actually in response to Trav’s question.

Another one of her great quotes came yesterday.  My Dad was dead-set on taking Arle to the zoo, even though it was horribly humid here this weekend.  I refused to go because, as I’ve mentioned before, the zoo isn’t exactly my cup of tea on a gorgeous day, much less on a 99% humidity-kinda-day.  My Mother and sister also declined his invitation, so Arle felt sorry for him and decided she had to go.

I chauffered them to the zoo yesterday morning at 10:30.  I pulled up to the curb and proceeded to get the stroller out and strap her in for the ride.

It was already ridiculously muggy at the time, and after I put her in the stroller, she looked at me and said, “It’s hot out here.  Can somebody turn the air on?”

I told her to ask the crazy guy insisting on going to the zoo for some help, then hopped back into my air-conditioned car and drove off.

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4 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    Suzanne said,

    Awww! How sweet of Lebo! If he’s anything like my dad I know he aches for uninterrupted grandbaby time. Arle will love that story when she grows up! And “B-O-O-B” is just hilarious!

  2. 2

    she sure is her mother’s daughter.

  3. 3

    annalee said,

    her spelling is so advanced! i know you must be so proud:)

  4. 4

    Laurasilvia Carrion said,

    I wish he was my grandpa ;D !!!!!!!!!!.. Your story is very touching, I myself have had 2 miscarriages in one year.. it is very tiring and frustrating but we know God is good and I can see that in the family you now have!!! I´m under medication for 3 months, will make some tests after that.

    God bless.


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