On the Road Again!

This is what happens when you leave Davis and Vaiden alone.

Scott was off at the Bar Convention in Chattanooga last week.  While "Bar" in this sense is a legal term, I understand that he and his attorney buddies did manage to find a watering hole (or eight!)  All torts and no booze makes Scotty a dull lawyer... 

Katie was in Dyersburg studying cake decorating, sports, and science at the Dyersburg State College for Kids.

Jack was off at the pet spa having a bath and his nails done.

Davis and I, being sadly neglected, decided to take our own vacation and head down south to check out my sister's awesome new house in Tupelo.  And yes, I am again the only immediate family member to migrate successfully out of the Great State of Mississippi.  Call me our token Yankee (all the way up in Tennessee...)

We had a wonderful time with Ginger and Whit and had too much fun to take a lot of pictures.  When I did break out my camera, I forgot to change the white balance to "bright sun", so all the pictures of the boys on the slip-and-slide turned out "Smurfs".  Yea for the B&W option on my editing software!

Also, Blogger and I are having a difference of opinion about the order of the photos I want to post.  I have tried repeatedly to put them in chronological order, but Blogger is having NONE of that.  So here are several of the pictures from our trip, in **reverse** chronological order, just to keep all you sharp readers on your toes (hi, Mom!)

Enjoy the pictures, and if you are ever in lovely, historic Savannah, Tennessee, you really need to eat at Uptown.  Outside on the deck, weather permitting.  The food was wonderful and the atmosphere was delightful.  And it's a great place to take some pictures.

The windmill built by Mr. Frank McGinley, Scott's grandfather.

Davis enjoying the art at Uptown

Bird's Nest (You didn't really need this caption, did you?)

Taking a ride at Wolfchase Mall in Memphis.  Of course Davis picks the freaky looking dragon.

You go first.  No, YOU!

My navigation system and I had a little misunderstanding on the way to Tupelo that resulted in a one-hour detour.  We were glad to make it to Mississippi!  Davis welcomes you, too.

It's Not a Party Until...

To celebrate Davis's fifth birthday, we turned to an old friend: Pump It Up. In the thirteen birthday parties I have hosted for my children, I am pretty sure that seven of those have been at Pump It Up. I love this concept: the kids run, jump, slide, jump, race on the obstacle course, jump, have a snack, and go home and sleep for hours. Even better: It's Not At My House. 

Despite the fact that Pump It Up has absolutely NOTHING to do with pirates, Davis wanted pirate cookies for his birthday.  A good friend of mine has started a cookie business, and these were her *first* attempt at pirates.  They were so cute the adults had a hard time eating them, although they tasted as good as they looked.  The kids had no problem whatsoever eating them.

They jumped and played and had a wonderful time.

The next morning, the effects of three rounds with his friend Porter in the boxing ring were evident.  He is so proud of his black eye.  He thinks it makes him look tough.  Frankly, I consider it a win that nobody left with more serious injuries than this.  It's not a five-year-old boy's birthday party until someone loses an eye! 

Happy Birthday Davis

Nobody could believe I was having a baby on 6/6/06.  I couldn't believe I was having a boy.

And I still can't believe that it is possible to love someone this much. 

Happy Birthday to Davis, who makes every day something special and exciting.  The world would not be half as much fun without you.