Speaking of Gammie and cheering, Gillian Grace will be spending a few days with my parents while Bret and I head back to Gainesville for Florida's Homecoming. I haven't been back to my old stomping grounds and home of ten years since we moved, more than three years ago. And though I'm looking forward to the festivities, the game (fingers crossed we can win one), and seeing some old friends, I'm a bit of a wreck, riddled with that ever persistent momma guilt for leaving my Sweet Bean for the first time since she was born. I know she'll be in more than capable hands, and that Gammie and Grandad will not only provide excellent care, but spoil her rotten as only the best grandparents can do. It's me, I'm worried about! Hopefully I'll not only survive the short time away from my lil' munchkado, but be a better mom, daughter, and wife because of it.
But just for kicks, any guesses as to how many times I'll call home?
{Warning: Team spirit overload!}
This cheerleader has the Triple P factor---Peppy, Precocious, and Precious!
And because we're equal opportunity football fans, we can't forget Grandad's team.
Gooooo Mountaineers!
I asked her to show me her dolly, but I didn't say anything about being happy about it!
Happy Wednesday, y'all! See you back here Monday!