No sleep

Having a puppy is a lot like having a baby without the diapers. Less sleep, whining, and cleaning up pee and poop. Also so much fun and love. Cecil is so sweet and when he looks at you with those sad eyes it's pitiful. He is really doing well though with his potty breaks. He has had a few accidents, but he is only about 8 weeks old so it will be a little while before he has it all down pat. He is doing pretty well with puppy pads and has went to the front door a few times needing to go out. When he goes out he knows what to do and then he is ready to go right back in. He is supposed to be inside until winter is over, but I heard my husband who isn't near the animal lover that I am say that he didn't know if he would be able to go outside alone for extended periods because his legs are so short and he is hefty he wouldn't be able to get away from anything. However, from the way he stands at the front door and barks at Kenny (outside cat) he would probably do ok. He barks at the out side cat and the inside cat, Princess scares him. But then Princess smacks him and Kenny doesn't. I do see a big puppy paw in Princess's future holding her down before long:)

Cecil is here!

Our new puppy Cecil is finally here at home with us! He is adorable. Like I said before he is half basset hound, half english bulldog. He was super sweet yesterday, but I know there are going to be lots of running back an forth outside with him to get him housebroken and some sleepless nights. It's like having a baby again. Eat, poop, sleep, eat poop, poop, sleep. But he is oh so very cute. Doesn't that face just make you want to give him whatever he wants and to forgive all peeing in the floor! Doesn't it just break your heart and make it melt?

Hallelujah!

Last night youth group was wonderful!!!! Jill teaches the class and I just assist, you know crowd control. She was wonderful last night. The lesson was on Jericho and the walls falling down. It took some turns from the original lesson, but God always knows where to go and what words to put in our mouths. We had 12 kids last night, some of which were there for the first time. 9, count'em nine got saved or rededicated!!!! God is good! It was awesome to watch and be there to see it happen.

Mega ice cream

Last night me and my hubby fixed ourselves some ice cream. I was sitting there eating mine when I noticed he was staring at me. I said what, he asked if I was enjoying my mega bowl of ice cream. Such a smartie pants. I looked at him and said it only looks so big because there is a cookie under it. I don't think I found that answer quite as funny as he did. But the cookie did make my ice cream look mega!

Praise the Food

So as you know I have been a little out of sorts the last few days. Really I'm fine noggin wise I just want to blame my little mishaps on the bruise on my head. It makes me feel better, like I'm not going senile. Just humor me, ok? Okay. So last night we got dinner out of the oven, which happened to be the very yummy baked spaghetti, I told Bayli to "Praise the Food". She looked at me funny and my smart aleck husband turned to the spaghetti and bowed a little and said "Oh hail the yummy baked spaghetti.". I told them to just hush up and BLESS the food so we could eat.

Sneezing

I highly suggest no sneezing when you have a broken nose and ribs. Trust me on this, you do not want to do it! Of course I know you can't control it, but I sure wich you could. One hand covers your broken nose sneeze while the other goes for the ribs, not that it helped, but it's an automatic reaction.

Broken

We had lots and lots of beautiful snow come Monday morning. So we all bundled up and rode the 4 wheeler over to meet Jill and Aaron to play. We had the 4 wheelers, sleds, and intertube and we had a blast!!! We had been playing for a while and Bayli asked me to ride the tube with her again. She sets down in it and I sit beside her with my leg thrown over her. Lealan is pulling us for a while and then for some reason the tube goes crazy and I fly into a parked 4 wheeler. I'm glad Bayli was under me so she didn't get hurt. That ended our playing since I had to go to the ER, but it was so much fun while it lasted. I ended up with a big knot on my forehead, broken nose, possibly cracked ribs, bruised knee and leg, whiplash, and a bruised arm. I was really blessed that God was watching out for me and for keeping Bayli safe. I'll take whatever I got as long as she didn't get hurt. I have to go see an ENT about my nose since I broke it when I was younger. I will be sore for a while, but you can't keep me down for long!

Stories

I thought I might try telling some of my childhood stories on here. Bayli loves hearing them over and over and this seems easier than repeating myself. She can ask I can just say go read the blog :-) I will try to start at the beginning, but don't get mad if I skip around. I will start adding in some Bayli stories too!

Once upon a time on February 24, 1978 the world was blessed with one, Brandi Renee (shout out to Aunt Tammy for the Renee portion.) Swafford. Born about 3 weeks late, but hey I’m on my own time. Dad being the funny guy that he is came out to the waiting room and told everyone it’s a boy with (holding his hands a little apart) a thing this long! You just have to know my dad. He's always got something funny to say. He then revised it to it’s a girl with hair this long. See, where this came from was, the length of my hair and the way it grew, okay still grows. Yes, I am revealing my deep dark secret; I was born with a rat tail. For some odd reason my hair had grown like a “v” in the back so it sort of looked like a rat tail and it was long, like down between my shoulder blades long. It still wants to grow longer in the middle than the sides, but I have a wonderful hairdresser who takes care of me! Maybe I started the whole rat tail era, but thank God it ended! But enough about rat tails lets get back to the perfect child that has just been born. Those of my family members, and I know who you are, should quit laughing right this minute.