Well, they've already come...and sadly said their goodbyes. :o( But we had a fabulous time, as always! Momma, Kiki, and my Aunt Sue hitched a ride down with my cousin Becky who was coming to town for a wedding.
Miss AKB was in hog heaven hamming it up for new audiences.
Amelia and Becky Jo...
Jack Jack took up big with Aunt Kiki. Every time she held him, he would almost immediately face plant on her shoulder and be out! And without a binky, too. So impressive, Kiki. Thank you for not stealing him and taking him home in your suitcase.
On Saturday, we headed over to McDonough for some quality junkin' time.
I took them to one of my favorite little places.... Plum Tree Antiques.
The front steps...
Platters...my weakness...(well, one of my weaknesses, you know...)
I fell in complete love with this old glass pendant. Oh, with a super scrunched up cord sleeve...wouldn't that be sweet? Where in the wide, wide world of my house I'd hang it, I don't know...so I had to leave it for some other lucky soul.
I almost got this black wicker table to go beside my bed. Wicker furniture is something that has always appealed to me. It just seems so coastal. And I always, always, always want to be at the beach. I have wicker in just about every room in my house (and the porches, too), and most of it is painted something other than white. I think black wicker just looks so chic.
And I thought about using these "steamy" letters in...just kidding. I did not think about getting those. Haha! ;o)
Cute desk for a little child's room...
Lunch at PJ's...total deliciousness!!
I about foundered on lobster bisque, freshly made potato chips, and a fried green tomato sandwich with a vidalia onion relish.
So, so, so, so good...
Now it could have been a case of sheer Southern hospitality...
or it coulda been that she simply feared for Jack Jack's safety when she delivered that plate of fresh hot chips, but our sweet, sweet waitress hauled Jack around the restaurant while we ate. It was the sweetest little gesture. :o) Jack Jack just loves riding a hip anyways. She got a nice tip afterwards. That may have been her angle all along, but in the half hour that we were there, I felt like I got to know her (beings that I trusted her with my beloved second-born), and I prefer to think it was just good ol' Southern hospitality. She was a sweetheart!
Look past Kiki's hand shoveling in her po' boy, and you can see Jack politicking over at some other patrons' table.
The unanimously voted highlight of the meal was when Amelia Kate picked up a pickle spear and held it to Chewmomma's ear like a telephone and kept saying "hello." Oh my, that girl!!
Good times! We miss them already!