Welcome to Wade's World where Jeremy and Amy are just the parents, Macy is the B-A-D dog, and our two boys, Jackson and Anderson are the real stars of the show!
We are Christian conservatives who love Jesus, our families, and each other. We live somewhere in the South where we love grits, say "y'all," and know that you never, ever wear white shoes before Easter or after Labor Day no matter what Stacy London and Clinton Kelly say.
Stay tuned for what inevitably lies ahead as Amy blogs about life in Wade's World.
10 years and 1 day ago I was on my way to the hospital to be induced. Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, with your Daddy driving, I had a total meltdown. I simply wasn't ready to go into labor and was terrified of what was to come. I wasn't afraid of you - I was petrified thinking about labor. Your daddy wisely told me, "Too late now to be afraid!" He was right about that...it was too late to be afraid of labor. I ended up having a blessedly easy labor experience with you, and you were born at 9:18 in the morning after only 6 hours of labor.
From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I was in love. You were such a beautiful baby, and you've turned into such a handsome young man. You are standing between the gap of childhood and the teenager years right now, in that fun tween stage I've heard so much about. I'm not too worried about the years to come. You have a heart of gold, love Jesus and your family, and always try to do the right thing.
As you go through 5th grade, here are a few things I never want you to forget: Always remember to be a friend to everyone, especially those kids around you that don't have many friends. Be honest, even if telling the truth gets you in trouble. Have the courage to stand up for what you know is right. Be willing to speak up for yourself and those around you who don't have anyone else to stand up for them. Be honorable at all times. Treat all ladies and young women with respect. Remember that you and Anderson must always be a team, even if you drive each other crazy. One day your daddy and I will be nothing but a treasured memory, and you and Anderson must always remember to have each other's backs. Always.
Jackson, I am so proud to be your mother. You are a wonderful young man, and I can't wait to see how God uses you in the years to come. I'll always love you to the moon and back a million times.
Today is your 5th birthday! Whoo-hooo! You have been so excited about turning five and today is finally your special day!
I can't believe that the time has flown by as quickly as it has since you were born. You are the perfect caboose for our family, and I can't imagine life without you. At 5 years old, you are such a character! You are always so funny, and keep us on our toes. Your favorite things to say right now are, "That don't make no sense!" and "Suckerhead!" You love to run around in your underwear and "hide" from us under the covers. You keep us smiling!
You just played your first season of t-ball, and start kindergarten in the fall, and are so ready for big boy school. You want so badly to be as big as "Bubba", and for the most part, you hold your own with him. You equally drive each other bonkers, but at the end of the day it is totally obvious that you love each other.
You have big dreams right now, and currently want to be Captain America when you grow up. Well, Captain America or a dump truck driver, depending on what day of the week it is! Either way, I'm so very proud of the boy you are, and the boy you are growing up to be. You are going to do big things in life, and I'm so excited to be on this journey with you!
The time has finally arrived that Anderson is now old enough to play t-ball! He has loved it. It's so awesome to see how much fun he is having on the field after years and years of being Jackson's biggest fan. He is playing on the Fruit Shoot Sharks, and one of his best buddies from school, Bradford, is on his team. They are so cute together. Jackson is playing in the 9/10 league on the DCG Stealers and is the first baseman. He had his first concussion this year goofing off in the batting cage with some friends, but so far on the field, he has done great.
Today is Jeremy's 37th Birthday! Considering that he was 19 years old when we met, I'd say that we have practically grown oldish together! I hope he has a fantastic day, and that he knows how loved he his.
Way back in November of 2002, I had my mind set that it was time for Jeremy and I to get a dog. I went on my lunch break to the local pet store and checked out the shelter pets they had for adoption. I came across a gorgeous brown puppy with white markings and I fell in love. Since Jeremy wasn't with me, I hoped that she would still be there that afternoon when we went back together, and she was. We walked out together that day with Macy, a brown bundle of energy that we would later find out would not weigh "35-40 lb. full grown" as promised, but instead would top out at 75lbs. I still think the shelter people laughed the whole time I walked out the door.
Macy was our furbaby, and she was B-A-D to the bone. I remember the time that I took a quick nap to wake up and find that she had eaten Jeremy's brand new glasses, lenses and all. I remember her running fast as lighting when she got out of the house, countless toys being destroyed, food being eaten off the counters and snatched from your hand when you weren't looking, underwear being eaten, and hair everywhere from her shedding.
But I also remember teaching her tricks like how to shake, beg, bark on command and roll over.
I remember being pregnant with Jackson, and her insisting on sleeping in the bed with me, curled up right between my knees.
I remember bringing Jackson and Anderson home from the hospital, and her being so gentle with them.
I remember that not one time did I ever have to worry about Macy being aggressive, other than a fierce bark for the UPS man.
I remember countless times of her letting the boys lay on her, "ride her" like a pony, and in general just put up with their shenanigans.
We found out on Friday that a spot on her foot we had been dealing with for over a month was aggressive cancer, and that we were only prolonging the inevitable. Macy had a very rough weekend, and we decided Sunday that we were going to have to put her down on Monday. She deserved better than what she was getting.
The boys wanted to take pictures with Macy of them in their Halloween costumes, since we knew she wouldn't be there.
Macy loved her Harry Potter glasses.
So yesterday Jeremy and I went home in the afternoon and spent time with our sweet girl. I made her a whole bowl of popcorn (her favorite snack), and for the first time she didn't have to share! It was cool and rainy, and Macy enjoyed the breeze for a little while, before it was time to go to the vet.
For 13 years, this sweet dog has been such an important part of our lives. She has been a joy, and I couldn't have asked for a better pet for our crew. Macy's final moments were with her entire family, surrounded by the people that loved her most. She was at peace, and her passing was quick and painless. I rubbed her ears and talked to her the entire time. We will forever miss her, and we are so heartbroken, but I know we will see her again one day.
So it just dawned on me that I never shared pictures from our amazing trip to go see the Braves with Jeremy's parents back in July. It was my first major league sporting event of any kind, and we had such a good time! The game was wonderful, and watching the boys make such fun memories with Papa and Gigi made it even better! Enjoy the pics!