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Happy 40th Birthday Tracie!

January 29, 1969 



1983–The year we met.


Tracie & John

Tracie & John

STILL together!  Amazing, isn’t it?
And here’s to hoping you and I still will be after posting this picture…
Oh, I’m certain it was great then and all.  I wore blue lame, remember?
But I’m thinking the Louisiana Plantations are going to call wanting that dress back.
Rena & Tracie-DSHS Reunion

Rena & Tracie-DSHS Reunion

Denham Springs High School class of 1987 20th Reunion
Happy Birthday, Tray! 

40 Things I Love About You

  1. Your unconditional love for me
  2. Your smile
  3. Your roast beef
  4. Sharing your Diet Coke with me
  5. Your eyes
  6. Standing by your man through ever changing plans
  7. Picking up where we left off after long separation
  8. Your love for my family
  9. Singing Karaoke with you
  10. Your ability to hold multi-level conversations
  11. Introducing me to Mixed Nuts
  12. Your Barbie feet
  13. Sharing the same shoe size
  14. Sharing chocolate
  15. Late night chats catching up
  16. Our trips to Pensacola (We need one!)
  17. Eating Fritos and Bean Dip together
  18. Letting me wear your new clothes before you wear them
  19. Your honesty
  20. Willingness to pull an all nighter when “the plague” visits
  21. Being the “nit” pickiest friend
  22. Your ability to “roll with the punches”
  23. Cleaning the toilet for me when I’m sick… BEFORE I throw up
  24. Coming to my rescue at a moment’s notice
  25. Having your only baby girl born looking like me 
  26. Surviving a zoo of stray dogs and cats, pet birds, rabbits and other creatures
  27. Your sense of direction
  28. Maintaining sanity in the midst of chaos with four kids
  29. Working hard
  30. Doing it right or not doing it at all
  31. Giving your last dollar or cup of laundry detergent when needed
  32. Keeping the ’70s fashion alive
  33. Finding humor in every situation
  34. Mentoring Cammie
  35. Crying when I cry
  36. Rejoicing when I rejoice
  37. Our past studies in the Word
  38. Loving the unlovable
  39. Loving Jesus Christ
  40. Sharing 26 of your 40 years with me

Here’s to many more memories together!  May this be your very best year yet.  Never settle for anything less than Christ’s best for you.

Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. 

For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow:  but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.

Again, if two lie together, then they have heat:  but how can one be warm alone?

And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a threefold cord is not quickly broken.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Happy 40th, Tracie!






Happy Birthday Tina!

January 28, 1971



Look at Tina fabulous from 199something!



I couldn’t put a picture of Tina fabulous without adding one of Kenneth, her other half.

As I was typing birthday posts for my sister, Ginger, and my best friend since 9th grade, Tracie, I realized that a dear friend of mine has a birthday today.

So, I picked up the phone and gave her a call….

Tina and Kenneth have been close friends to my family for a very long time.  Tina’s father was once my Pastor.  A very special man he is.  And Tina and Kenneth are as well.  Kenneth has been “part of my family” for many years.  Since I was in high school.  He’s pretty much an adopted brother.

On our way home from Cammie’s basic training graduation in Fort Jackson, we were blessed to stay with them in Georgia.  I had grand intentions after our trip to post follow-ups on some of our highlights including our stay with Tina and Kenneth.  That didn’t happen.

So, I’ll take this opportunity to do so now.

Visiting with our friends was such a blessing to all of us.  Mom and Dad had some time to catch up with Kenneth while Courtney and I spent time with Tina and her daughters, Kayla and Alyssa.  We girls all took a ride and left Sophie behind with Mom, Dad and Kenneth.  Mom called my cell cracking up.  Sophie was having trouble refraining from devouring Tina’s dish of holiday Hershey Kisses.  I told her, “NO MORE,” before I left and Mom was quick to remind her.  Sophie told her, “I LOVE chocolate.  And chocolate loves me and chocolate loves my mouth.” Good times.  Good times.

I only wish we could’ve stayed to attend church with them and our former Pastor.

Tina blessed us with not one, but three Dolce and Gabanna purses for Courtney, Cammie and me.  What an unexpected Christmas blessing!  Tina, I wonder if you realize how much that meant to me when you first blessed Courtney and let her pick out a purse.  And then had her pick one for Cammie and then ME.  You know how girls are!

We love you, Tina!  We’re looking forward to seeing you all when you come for vacation the end of  February.  CAN’T WAIT!

P.S.  I’ll tell Mom to get the baked chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy ready. 😉

Happy Birthday, Tina!

As I talked with you tonight, this is what came to mind:

…for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.  2 Timothy 1:12

Standing with you my friend!


Fatherly Advice

 Sophie was hiding in the pantry.

Caught Ya!

Caught Ya!

Eating a sucker.

After I snapped the picture, I took it from her and reminded her that she is not allowed to get candy without asking.  But I think she knew that seeing as how she was hiding in the pantry while eating it.

“Sorrrry,” she said, and then held out her hand to get it back.  I told her I was going to throw it away because she wasn’t supposed to get it and Dad was cooking supper.

There was weeping and gnashing of teeth.  I shared the news of the sucker trauma with Joe.

His fatherly advice:

“Sophie, you don’t closet it, baby.”


i heart faces

Reunited and it feels so good!

Reunited and it feels so good!

Cammie with little sis Sophie and Poppy
This is my very first entry for i heart faces. 
From Cammie’s basic training graduation this past Thanksgiving.
This week’s theme is joy.  I think it says JOY!
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We didn’t sign up for this!



God, in His infinite wisdom, gave us a daughter who thinks and acts much older than she is.

I’m still scratching my head.


Last week’s quotes:

“I’m embarrassing!”

Yes, yes you are.  Sometimes embarrassing.  Let’s work on that, kid.

After Sophie ran through my friend’s re-sale shop to bring me my mug of coffee that I didn’t ask for, a customer (of noted older age by Sophie) laughed  and said, “she must’ve known you needed your coffee, Mom.”  And then she laughed herself out of the store.

Sophie proceeded to take a drink of my cold brew.  I managed to retrieve it from her in between my own laughs.  And then she looked around the store and asked, “where’d the grandmaw go?”

After dragging her around all week to help out at the re-sale shop while the owner went through nearly two days of labor on her own (stay tuned for my upcoming post on the debut of baby Sean) and then dragging her with me to clean houses on Friday… we were both near breakdown.  I had a couple of mini-meltdowns before Sophie told me, “you hurt my feelings!”

“You hurt my feelings, too, Sophie, because you won’t listen to me!”  Pout, pout, pout.

“Oh, I’m soooorrry!”

Dagger to the heart.  Later in the car she repeated over and over, “it’s MY fault!”  Although I wasn’t sure what she was talking about I was certain that I needed to reassure her.

“NOOO, it’s NOT your fault, Sophie!”

“YESSS it is!  It’s MY fault!  I want MY fault.”

Oh.  Well, as long as she gets it back.  Not sure what she thinks her ‘fault’ is.

When she resumed this argument later, I told her it wasn’t her fault and she didn’t do anything.

“Yessss I did.”

“What did you d0?”




Grandmother?  Not Nana or Meeka?  Grandmother?  Not sure who she is.  Perhaps she is the “grandmaw” from the re-sale shop.  Don’t recall any hitting, though.

Last night while watching Miss America Sophie got a little puzzled at one of the final contestant’s talent.  “What’s she doing? What the heck?!”

I really didn’t think it was that bad.  When she had enough of beauty and semi-talent, she decided she’d go bug Courtney.  Joe and I resounded in unison, “NO!”  We waited.  Then Joe yelled back, “SOPHIE!  Come back in here!”  Nothing.  “SOPHIE!”  Then, the pitter patter of little feet coming towards our room.  She poked her head in and looked at Joe.

“Don’t scream at me.”

“Well, you listen to Daddy!”

“Don’t scream at me.  Again.”

Joe scooped her up and told her that she had to listen to him.  “Don’t make my sad,” she told him.

This morning when Courtney and I were kicking her out of Courtney’s room, she said, “Stop aggravating me!  Don’t aggravate me!”

After church, we couldn’t wait to eat and get Sophie down for a nap so that we could SLEEP!  Oh, the glorious thought of sleep.  After telling Sophie two or twenty times to pick up her Playdough, I got a bit flustered at her ignoring me or waving me off.  Joe firmly told her to pick up.  To which she replied,

“Stop stressing me out!”

Heavy sigh.

And finally, while Nana was bathing her, Sophie raised her arm and said, “I need to shave!”

Hey Courtney?  Thanks for pointing out how hairy she is!

Oh!  One more.  This morning I had Sophie dressed in a pink and brown dress with a brown sweater (WHY didn’t I take a picture?), a crocheted brown hat with pink Ostrich feathers and brown and pink Squeaky shoes.  After several, “she’s SOOO cute” and huge grins, Sophie looked up at me and asked,

“Is my pretty?”

Yes, yes you are!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to rest up for the week.

To read about more “shocking Sophie sayings” go HERE.


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Blog needs facelift.

Blogger research reveals excellent resources available.

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Willing to trade great wisdom advice what-not-to-do’s on toddlers and teens for fabulous makeover.

Thoughts and suggestions welcome.



God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson!




It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.  They are new every morning:  great is thy faithfulness.  Lamentations 3:22-24

Introducing the newest member of the Robinson family….


Mrs. Terri Robinson

December 5, 2008
Mrs. Terri Robinson

Mrs. Terri Robinson


Mr. & Mrs. James D. Robinson II
Welcome to our family, Terri!  We always knew you belonged here.  You look just like us.  Let’s hope  we aren’t targeted for the next “You might be a redneck, if….” jokes. 😉
Terri and Delmar were married at The Botanical Gardens in Baton Rouge.  Notice the shots below of the kids running and playing through the gardens.
Terri wore red for redemption
Their journey together began over eleven years ago.  Like all couples, they’ve weathered many ups and downs over the years.  Terri has a son—Jade, 18 and a daughter—Amanda, almost 16 from a previous marriage.  We’re glad to have them as part of our family.  Terri and Delmar had their son, J.D., March 23, 2002.  Terri is also grandmother to Evan—Jade’s son.
As you continue your journey as husband and wife, I pray our Lord guides you in every area; that you will be united in your home and be as one with Him.
Three generations…
James Delmar Robinson I “Poppy”
James Delmar Robinson II “Delmar, Del, D Man”
James Delmar Robinson III “J.D.”

James Delmar Robinson I, II, III

James D. Robinson I, II, III

It’s hard to believe that he is my “little” brother.  He recently referred to me as “kiddo”.  Cracked me up.

My Big Little Brother

My "big" little brother

 The first Mrs. Robinson…

Our Mrs. Robinson

Our Mrs. Robinson








Congratulations, Delmar & Terri!

And welcome, Terri!  We love you both!  May God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson.


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