Southern Sass

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

This is a tale of Mother Rabbit and Baby Rabbit as they go through their busy day, loving each activity- and each other. What a lovely description. I adore this book. I feel like I could have written it myself. It perfectly captures how I feel about being a stay at home mom. My favorite passage is Love me, love my mess. Silly ways I like to dress. My life with little ones is silly, messy, crazy, endearing and fun.

I chose this book to feature this week, because it is perfect to snuggle up and read with your own little snuggle bunny.

If you're interested in checking out other books featured this week for Won't You Read to Me Wednesday, or if you'd like to join in this weekly series, visit our hostess Sarah Denley at In The Warm Hold of Your Loving Mind.Have a wonderful and blessed week!

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Dreaming of moonlight and magnolias, the sweet smell of kudzu growing wild. I see fields of snow white cotton and the trees dippin Spanish moss on the bayou. I hear Sunday church bells ring, time for the Gospel and a little hymn sing, sending spirits soaring high.Then we gather round mama’s table with a glass of sweet ice tea, squash, corn bread, a mess of greens and chicken or catfish country fried. Richly blessed by friends, family, faith, a touch of God’s grace, and yes~ my mama raised me right. With sugar and spice, a whole lotta nice, oh and a little southern sass.
~Tiffany Taylor

How Do I Love Thee?...Let Me Count The Ways! ALL THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT MY SWEET SWEET HUSBAND!

I'm so proud of Hugh. He has dreamed for years of becoming a doctor. And I've had the privledge of seeing that dream come true. He has worked incredibly hard to get where he is, and we've made lots of sacrifices. But, it has been worth every second.
I love how helpful he can be. If we see an accident on the side of the road often times he will stop and offer to help. This is not an everyday occurance. Nor does it happen everytime we see an accident. But, I'm glad the Lord has given me a small insight into his work.
He can still make me blush when he gives me a compliment. Just the other day, we were eating lunch together, and I looked up to see him staring at me. He said you look very pretty today. It gave me butterflies. hee-hee
I love getting cards from him. He always writes the sweetest things in his cards. They are like little love letters, I've collected over the years. I treasure them.
He is a great conversationalist. We can still sit and talk for hours.
He is very loyal and protective of his loved ones, family and friends.
He is a really good friend, and a good friend to have.
I love exploring new places with him. One thing we both like to do is visit old grave yards and try to find the oldest tomb stone there.
I love to go for rides with him. We just ride and listen to music. We have a lot of the same taste in music. And he's actually introduced me to a lot of things I probably would have never given a chance, because I thought it just wasn't my style. Before we had children, we wouild ride in the country, music blaring and sing at the top of our lungs. -Good times!
He is great at surprises! He'll do little things here and there, like wash and gas up my car, or bring me flowers unexpectedly. And he sometimes surprises the kids and I with a new fish for our tank.- Just little things really, but the brighten my day!
I love how giving he is. Just the other day our friends Glen and Heidi were telling us about how their cell phone company couldn't fix their phone. Well, we just happened to still have our phones from when we were with the same company, and Hugh offered them his old phone, charger, and car charger. That really touched my heart. He can be so thoughtful sometimes.
I love how silly we can be together sometimes.
I love how he calls from work just to check on us, or say he's been thinking about us and missing us.
I love Hugh's lips. I 've always said he has rosebud lips.
Hugh knows how much I love Fank Sinatra. He could care less about old blue eyes. But, I can't help it, I just love his voice. So, yesterday, when he came home from work, I was busy doing dishes, and he found a radio station/website that plays all Sinatra's classics. And he put it on while he read and I tiddied up the kitchen. What a sweetheart!
Cliche or not, I love that he is the tall, dark and handsome type. Very easy on the eyes....What can I say, I'm a lucky lady!
I love that he wants me to stay up with him after he gets home so we can visit or watch a movie together. It makes me feel special. And it lets me know he still really wants to be with me.
I love cooking with my husband. We used to try out new recipes together all the time, before we had kids. Now it's a blessing to get to eat a meal together as a family. But, it's fun to be in the kitchen with him, cooking and visiting.
I love the kindness my husband shows for others. It makes me proud to see him help an older gentleman carry his groceries to the car, or when he gives a little old lady his arm to help her up an icy curb and into a building in the snow.
I love how he holds my hand when we pray in church. I hope that never changes.
I still get butterflies when he comes in the door after long day of work. Especially when he scoops up the babies into his arms and covers them with hugs and kisses.~How can you not just fall in love all over again!
I love how Hugh has to go in to look at the babies at least three times every night, while they sleep. I can see how much he adores them just watching him look at them.
I Love how he listens and hugs me when I need to share something that is on my heart.
I love how Hugh runs back in to kiss me goodbye, before he leaves for work.