I have two boys, one of which is red-headed.
My two kids are my life. They drive me insane, but I love it. They are polar opposites. The oldest has a timid personality with a tendency to be a perfectionist. He’s a great little athlete and can excel at pretty much anything. He makes me super jealous and proud.
The youngest is a ball of fire. He’s the red-head. He has soooo much personality that it’s ridiculous. He never meets a stranger and is typically the center of attention. He is more into farming, playing in dirt, dissecting frogs, and growing things than anything sports or school related. He’s all boy.
My momma is my best friend…..
She’s so cool. She’s practical, level-headed, and is really just a super hero. I literally believe there is probably nothing my mom can’t do. She’s super organized, neat, and not at all spazzy. I’m not sure where I came from.
But I act just like my grandma.
Picture Weezer from Steel Magnolias, and you have my Gran. She’s super talented, super blunt, and just hilarious most of the time. She is crazy unorganized and collects anything and everything. She brought home 2 hermit crabs from our beach vacation and kept them alive for 2 years. She then decided to give them to me because I had some too and decided I wanted more. Plus, she wanted to paint her aquarium for a craft project. We could really have a reality show, I believe.
She paints amazing pictures ( she just won 7 1st prize ribbons at the county fair), makes picture frames, drives a truck, can arrange flowers like a pro, and just all around is awesome.
She has the most beautiful wardrobe (closets and closets and closets of clothes, but wears a camo t-shirt and jeans most days. I kid you not.
She’s random, and that’s where I get it from 🙂
My grandparent’s nickname for me was (and still is) Kyleigh Maynard.
I have no idea why. It was super annoying as a child, but now I love it.
I still have 3 grandparents living.
I feel so fortunate to be 34 and have my grandparents still around. I had all 4 grandparents and a great-grandmother still living until I was in college. Good genes, y’all.
My great-grandmother was 97 when she died and probably the coolest person I still have ever met. She was probably 4’9 when she died, and she kept shrinking the older she got. I would get paid to drive her to doctor’s appointments when I was in high school and we would have a great time. She loved Captain D’s and cherry cordials.
My husband’s cool too…
He’s a farmer. He’s the mayor of our town. He’s a great dad. He can sing, is an AMAZING dancer, and he cried when we got married and when both of our boys were born. He’s also hot. Nuff said.
I still attend the same church I have been going to since I was 2 weeks old.
We moved back to my hometown almost 4 years ago. Our tiny country church is still there, and we average around 50 on a Sunday. We love it. I teach the youth on Wednesday nights, and it’s a large time with lots of chaos. It reminds me so much of my childhood days when we did cool skits and plays at church. We still sing “The Old Rugged Cross” and “Just as I Am.” It’s adorable.
I say “Bless it.” Wayyyyy too much.
My husband says I get stuck on one word and phrase, and run it in the ground. He’s right. It’s a bad habit. Bless it.
I am slightly obsessed with gorgeous sunsets and pictures of crop dusters.
A pretty sunset or a cropduster spraying a field can turn my day instantly around. I have lots of random pictures of both on my phone.
Say what you want about chemicals and pesticides and Non-GMO, I still think they’re gorgeous and amazing.
I just started taking piano lessons.
I took lessons for 3 years when I was small. I hated every minute of it. For some reason now, at 34 I decided it would be a fun hobby. Told you I was random.