The Devil Went Down to Georgia by rachel

Ok the devil may not have gone to Georgia, but Brett and I did. Boy howdy was it pretty. Trees, trees, trees. And pretty trees for that matter. Steph's neighborhood looks like it came out of a story book. I love love love everything there. We didnt go to Atlanta, but we had quite a good time. It was especially good for me to spend time with the kids because I've hardly said boo to them before.

And yes, I've fallen for Jorja. I mean, I knew she was cute before- but I didn't really KNOW KNOW. Like the time I was sitting in the van with her while everyone was outside waiting for Mike's homemade rocket to go off. She is sitting there wide eyed in her car seat as the rocket goes off. Suddenly she turns to me and screams "what if the rocket falls on the car!" I assured her we'd be ok, but she continued "oh no! oh no! the cars gonna light on fire- and the Porge is in the car! Oh no- The Porge! The Porge!" For those of you uneducated in Jorja-talk "The Porge" is herself. This girls is too funny, too cute.

Maysen is growing up so fast. For those of you who don't know she's in her Senior year of college and graduating Valedictorian. Maybe not, but it seems like it. Stockton is such a sweet heart... and was way nice to me. Preston is too cute for words, so here is this picture.



Oh and I suppose Brett and I were in Georgia under the guise of helping Steph, but that is a lie. She's one tough cookie. She and Mike hardly had us do anything. Oh well. Steph is happy and healthy. And I am excited to visit them in Feburary before I can join Brett in Alabama. Yee haw!

For your viewing pleasure...

Mike's insane tech skills produce a fun weekend activity...

Porj poses as one of her favorite anphibians...

I thought this was kind of artsy...