The Hillian Collection

As Sean told me the other day, "My allergies are really bad, but it's okay because it means football's almost here." Ah, college football Saturdays, when Sean dons his Gators shirts from seasons past, we set up all our electronic devices to display as many games as possible, and Sammy puts on the Gator garb that currently fits him. Wait--Sammy has no Gator outfits in 2T? This is a disaster!

So off to the semi-annual consignment sale, Just Between Friends, we go to get not one, two, three or even four outfits, surpassing five and six (and, of course, seven since 789), to get TEN new Gator outfits for both Sammy and his new brother* so that they're properly decked out for game days.

So, say it with me now: Heeeeere come the Gators!

So fine. It's been over two months since my last post. I'd be surprised if anyone is even going to check my blog. Kudos to you from me if you're reading this now. ;-)

Back in March, after Sean essentially completed his Master's degree by finishing his thesis, he planted a vegetable garden in our backyard. He has ten tomato plants, eight eggplant plants (or eggplants?), four cayenne pepper plants and seven collard plants. They're just about matured enough to harvest. Mmmm mmmm. Here's Daddy and Sammy working hard to put it all together.

Relocating grass before gardening.

Sammy can put away dirt like it's no one's business.

See? Cheese-ball.

What in the world?

Sammy's signature bear crawl

Megan in 1989

Sammy in 2011

First, there was hair. It was beautiful. It was lush. It wasn't red, but hey, at least there was some hair.

Today, Sean and I part ways as he heads to South Bend, IN for his interview at Notre Dame. Samuel and I will be in Tallahassee playing with Magnus, seeing alligators at the natural history museum, and tons of other fun things. We'll all be back in town on Monday. Sammy and I will definitely miss Daddy. Please pray for him as you think about his time there this week.

Earlier this week, Sammy and I were picking Sean up from campus, and on the way home, I heard Sammy laughing and laughing at his daddy. Then I heard his daddy laughing and laughing back at him. When I asked Sean what was so funny, he said that Sammy was putting his pacifier in his mouth to make him look like he was smiling. I couldn't wrap my mind around that until Sean showed me this gem of a picture he took of our goofball of a son.