|Written by Jess and Justin|
|Saturday, 01 June 2013 21:52|
Whenever I go home to Georgia, I hear music - Ray Charles, Brook Benton, Vicki Lawrence. But I always have Alison Krauss' version of "Oh Atlanta" in my mind for days after. We love living in DC and all it has to offer, but there's something special about going home to the magnolias, the honeysuckle, and the long leaf pines. And something special about taking Caleb to the old tin-roofed barn in the back yard, and the big field with the oak tree under which I lay as a girl. Even more special is having dear friends and family all together for easy visits. This visit was for babies - letting some of my friends and family meet Andy...
(umm, y'all, when did cousin Alex become such a handsome grown man?? And so good with children! Atlanta ladies, he's available!)
But this visit wasn't just about Andy, it was getting to know a very special little girl by the name of Ellie Rose.
Even more, it was incredible to watch our kids play - it was the first time they were both old enough to really just run off on their own and be friends.
From stolen glances
To being the protector
To some serious troublemaking
Their time together was joyous, and nothing makes two dear friends happier than watching their babies become friends as well.
All their babies.
It's a happiness that stays with you, like that Alison Krauss song, and makes me long for the South.
|Last Updated on Saturday, 01 June 2013 23:19|