A wedding and some tricks

On February 11th, Uncle Derek and Aunt Stacy got married. They had a small wedding at our church. Reverend Hay officiated (this sounds like a wedding announcement in the paper) - that was very sweet because he has been our pastor our whole lives. He baptized all 3 Starr children, and he married Heath and me as well. Last March, he baptized Turner. He also led my dad to the Lord when he and Mom were first married. So, it was very special!

After the wedding, we all went to The Club for a dinner. It was very nice! I did not know they had totally redone a lot of The Club, especially the State Rooms. They look like a whole new place. The view is still amazing!

The kids at the wedding

The honeymooners didn't get off to the Keys as planned. With the snowstorm of 2 weeks ago, their first flight was delayed. They were told they couldn't fly out until the next day. So, they played in the snow, shopped and enjoyed Ruth's Chris at their hotel. The next morning their flight was cancelled again! So, my dad drove them to Atlanta at 6 that morning. Two or so cancelled/standby flights later they finally took off. I love the aquarium in Atlanta, but I was glad that didn't have to be their honeymoon! Anyway, we love them and are excited to add Stacy to our family. Stacy Starr - I have to get used to saying that...and seeing Derek with a wedding ring!

Now, to the master of trickery! Look at this little black-eyed face.

He dove into a toy. This happens 47 times a day. Seriously. Lately, he has been giving this pregnant mama a run for my money. I love his personality and he really is a blessing and makes me laugh out loud, but I just wish I had more energy.

For example, the other day we were heading to the hospital to see this baby.

Sweet baby Averitt

I was picking up some nursing gear for his mom at A Pea in the Pod. I thought we were the only people in the store, so I let the weasel down to roam around. Well, next thing I know I hear a blood curdling scream. I look up, start running and dive to the floor, loving the fact that these maternity pants I am sure are falling down in front of the sales lady. I had to dive to the floor to pull Turner's legs out from under someone's dressing room, where he was hanging out and laughing. The poor lady (who I thought was a smidge dramatic - I mean, you are pregnant! Better get used to babies!!) did not come out of her dressing room until we were out of the store. How embarrassing! Turner didn't seem to mind.

This was the scene I found this morning. This happens all day, every day. I have stopped putting things back in drawers, and I have learned to stop putting books back on the shelf until he is sleeping. He will just pull them back down, which especially burns up his OCD father. I keep finding things all around the house - this week it was a lost Motrin bottle in the bottom of the laundry basket, a spoon and a Sharpie pen in the dog food bag, 3 of Heath's hats in the toilet, and as I am typing this I am looking at Precious eating the charger for the computer. It is plugged in the wall - help me, Lord!

One other trick he has mastered is walking out of his classroom at Mother's Day Out. I didn't believe his teachers when they told me he could do this. But, when he hears my voice in the hallway, he waddles over to the door, turns it and pulls. He even waves and says "Dye" as he exits- I am so sure!

Oh yeah, and he loves to pick up my phone (or the house phone or anything that resembles a phone), put it to his ear and say "Hey" or "Lo?"(hello). Hmm, guess we are on the phone too much!

Family pic out to eat the other night for my dad's birthday...this guy below sat at the table and made a barking noise when they were singing the Japanese birthday song to Dad. RTR!