Kindred Spirits at the Beaufort Twilight Run

Towards the end of March, we got a visit from a wonderful long-time friend, and her beautiful six-year-old son. It was the first time they met Allen (well, technically, they met him while he was still in my belly). From the moment of their first meeting at the airport, Allen and H got along famously.

It took Allen only a few hours to declare that H was his best friend. And H handled the near-worship that Allen bestowed upon him beautifully. H was patient and kind. He made sure Allen was entertained and included. It was one of the sweetest things I've ever witnessed.

H and his mom, P, arrived just in time for the 2nd Annual Beaufort Twilight Run (benefiting Riverview Charter School). Sadly, I only captured one picture of the boys together (I know ... it's awful, stop shaking your heads in disapproval). It was as they were getting ready for the Kids Fun Run. Which, in the ultimate display of kindness, H walked with Allen, even though I know he really wanted to run.

 After the race, Allen, H, and "the girls" got airbrush "tattoos" (OK, and me too. I got a ladybug on my cheek). Here are some pics ...

More to come soon!

xoxo,

AHC

Southern Supper -- Fashion Report

Brian's ensemble was slightly modified, since it was ridiculously hot and humid last night, but overall I think we looked cute (except for my chubbiness. Fortunately one of the new trainers at the new gym offered us two free assessments with accompanying fitness plan and one month's gym membership for free because we gave him our pack-n-play).

The evening was fun. However I must state for the record that I'm pretty sure "open bar" means an OPEN BAR, not just beer and wine. So I was disappointed in that. But there were some pretty yummy wines. I stuck with white (which I usually don't drink) because it was cold. And as previously mentioned, it was hot (and there was no circulation under the tent).

The auction was awesome. Our lovely pirate ship was auctioned off for a little over $12,000, and it will stay in the neighborhood. The school house was donated to the new school along with $10,000. Backyard Broadway will be leaving our neighborhood (sadly) and delivered to one generous family in Beaufort, as will Frog Hollow (not the same family, two different families). Unfortunately the WeeStream did not meet its reserve, so it will auctioned off on eBay.

In my opinion, the night was a huge success, with about $30,000 being raised for the school. Way to go Jody!! Here I am at the end of the night ...

Tired, but happy. The fundraiser was a success; Brian and I had a great time out having grown-up fun, and Allen was tucked into bed, sleeping soundly.

Southern Supper Fundraiser -- Brian's Ensemble

After my last post, someone asked me what Brian would be wearing ... I think he's going to wear this:He wore this to Tim and Annie's wedding almost three years ago. Linen pants and a linen shirt. It should be nice and cool, but still a little bit dressy.

So, do you approve? And do you have any thoughts about how I should wear my hair?

xoxo,

Southern Supper Fundraiser

Brian and I are going to the Southern Supper and Live Auction for the Playhouse Palooza playhouses, hosted by Habersham, this week. Since Joli was a sponsor/designer of one of the playhouses, it's pretty much a given that we need to be there. Mom will be up in Pennsylvania packing up the house (yay), so we are the representatives for shop.

Being that it's a fundraiser, it's one of those cost-per-head events. I've never been to an event like this, and I started to panic about what I should wear. It doesn't occur to me that it will be overly fancy, but I don't think it's a jeans and a t-shirt event either.

So Mom and I went to Belk today, and I picked out this dress and these shoes. I think I'm going to wear this necklace that we have in the shop. What do ya'll think? Is it appropriate for a Southern Supper?

xoxo,

Bathtime; Playhouse Palooza; Sometimes ...

Just had to throw this gratuitous Murphy picture in because he's just so cute. Allen has taken to calling him "Murphy-daters" (which sounds more like "muffydatuhs"). We don't know why. He made it up.
Got some cute shots of Allen getting tubbies tonight. Sometimes he can be so cute. In spite of the screaming and tantrum-throwing ...

In other news ... the playhouses are officially on display as part of Playhouse Palooza 2009. T-Shirts are on sale through the site or through our shop. They are $10 each. Here's Allen modeling an Adult 2XL.

Here's a collage I made for our Joli blog with glimpses of each of the playhouses. I don't want to post full pictures yet because I want to make sure that RCS gets as much benefit from the fundraiser as possible. But I promise to post pictures after May 16th.

Before I leave you this evening, I have an amusing story to share with you. As some of you know, Allen has been having some trouble sleeping in his bed lately. Originally, I think it started as him being scared of a shadow that looked like a fish, or a nightmare involving a fish, but then it just evolved into him wanting to stay up late with Mommy and Daddy and sleep in our bed.

Last night we went through our bedtime routine, and after I sang to him (while holding him) and told him it was time to get into his bed, he launched into this (mostly) monologue:

Sometimes I don't yike my bed. I don't yike my stickahs. I don't want to dwive my bus. I don't yike my door. I don't yike my pictuhs. I don't yike my fan. I don't yike my othuh fan ... stop talking Mommy! Sometimes I can't yike my bed. I can't yike my animals. I can't yike my yamps. I can't yike my cars yight ...

This went on for some time. Other than the extreme detail of the monologue, I found the pauses to yell at me to stop talking most amusing since I uttered not one word. Such a funny boy.

xoxo,