2/06/2011

January 2011

January = winter =  Cold.  Dark.  Long.  Wet. 

We only ventured outdoors once or twice, particularly whenever Dad parks Canebrake Forestry's trailer o' fun in our driveway.  The trailer - slam packed to every side with 4-wheelers, cans of gasoline/combustible liquids, and all types of manly equipment - lures the Bedsole boys without fail.  All they're allowed to do is climb around the edges, and that's what we did this particular not-so-horribly-cold, lit afternoon.

Thomas, super proud of his boots
which he wears 8 days a week.


Thomas





silly John David




4wheeler love
It's a boy thing.
(Mamas apparently just don't understand.)


John David, the policeman, and Thomas, the racecar driver,
with Miss Jean on Pajama Day
They looked forward to this day for weeks!




Yes, we're wearing Tshirts in January.
The last Saturday of the month was a.ma.zing.
Oh, the sunshine, the warmth!
We spent the day (9 am - past 6 pm) at the pasture,
unloading hay, feeding cows, riding 4wheelers, playing in the dirt,
and eating M&Ms (which they still call N-a-M's :).
Best. January. Day. Ever. 
Praise, praise, praise the Lord, who is good ALL the time,
and especially good to us in West Alabama on this day.



Thomas, future cowboy



John David, the ham



sweet T
We also celebrated Brittany's 20th birthday at P.F. Chang's this month  Attempts to copy and paste a photo from Facebook have left me with blood pressure raised.  Obviously, the best I could do was the postage stamp you see below.  Happy Birthday, B!  We love our Brittany.
I still can't believe Brittany's not as small as the boys are :(

Christmas 2010

Tacky Christmas attire
 
Christmas Eve service
Papa John, Thomas the cow, Granny, Cici


John David the donkey, Steven, Brittany, Thomas the cow










No, it's not Halloween, but
superhero costumes were at the top of our lists.



won.der.ful. homemade cinnamon rolls,
thanks to our friends, the Lindsays

Thomas




Ironman and John David


The ultimate putdown when talking smack with Dad
continues to be the "You wear Roll Tide panties!"
remark.  The boys love to say it so he'll chase them.
This year, Cici and Papa crafted Dad
official Roll Tide panties.
Obviously, he refused put them on, but the boys had fun.