TobyMac Dance-A-Thon

As we have said before, "Haley absolutely loves tobyMac." She's become a tobyMac junkie. Haley first met them in concert at the 2008 Winter Xtreme Conference in Gatlinburg, TN and it was love at first sound. She came to me and asked to listen to "her" song, Burn For You, one night before going to bed. This is her normal reaction to listening to this particular song. ENJOY!

Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Monday night Jeremy and I experienced another first in our life together. We went to our first professional baseball game—the Atlanta Braves! We went with our friends Craig and Joanna (click here for their picture) and we had a great time except for the temp! It was in the 90's! No one no's humidity like HOT-lanta! Too bad the Braves didn't, they got their butt's whooped 12-3! But through all of the blood, sweat, and tears—their blood, our tears—it was surprisingly fun! I must admit, I was just along to socialize at first, but when we got there  I had a completely different outlook—even though socializing was still half the fun. We took a tour of Turner Field Stadium and got to see the players warm up during batting practice—a.k.a. “BP.” We also got our picture taken, which you can view by clicking here. While we were there, we had to get something to eat. I broke my “Cardinal” rule and ordered the artery clogging, grease dripping, fat filled hot dog. Let’s just say, we lived to tell you about it.

Besides all of the fun we had, we also had excellent seats! They were down the 3rd base line—Aisle 220, Row 4, Seats 1 & 2—and let’s just say, God was looking out for this claustrophobic chick! One hilarious thing I will admit about my goofy self and the evening—I can’t believe I’m admitting this! I stood up to cheer and do the tomahawk chop and when I went to sit down I missed my seat and fell on my rear end! Talk about embarrassing! Hopefully, no one really saw what happened, but then again, I’m not too worried about it, since it’s such a great laugh! In the end we didn’t get any fly balls or free t-shirts, but we did get some great pics. It’s just too bad Jeremy had to get up and go to work the next morning. And maybe next time the Braves will have a better night.

A little bit of info to add to y’alls knowledge out there. Turner Field was where they had the 1996 Olympics! This was actually why Atlanta hosted the olympics, because the Braves stadium was in such bad shape. Cool Huh?

Who's The Boss?

Nicole and I have recently become aware of a new character trait that Haley has picked up (from who? nobody knows) and we hope she gets rid of it quickly. Someone has puffed up our little angel into becoming an extremely bossy britches who is suffering from tiny girl syndrome. Allow me to explain. When Haley does something that she is not supposed to do, we use reinforcement by telling her, “No, No!” When she continues to do something she is not suppose to do, we sit her in a “special chair” and make her sit in time-out. Haley is such a quick learner, and I mean a quick learner. She has learned what “No, No” and time-out means to the point of taking it to the next level. She now wants to be “Miss Mommy” and sit her babies in the “special chair” and proceed to wave her index finger up and down while telling them (you guessed it), “No, No!” This is the most hilarious thing because she not only does it with one baby, but all her babies and stuffed animals. But the britches get even bigger.

Haley has now taken it to the next level by going and putting on a display in her Sunday School class. When one of her little friends (for right now anyways) gets into trouble and the teacher disciplines them, up walks Haley. She thinks her friend didn’t get it the first time around and feels it’s her duty to point out the wrong yet again. She whips out that little finger like a sword and tells them, “No, No!” Thank goodness she doesn’t make them sit in time-out. The bad part about this incident is the fact that she is so funny when she does it, even her teachers laugh. These little britches are growing up to be bossy britches. With every hero comes a villain and this evil must be stopped. I guess it doesn’t help when we laugh, but it’s so stinking funny.

Sensational Sunday School

Sunday morning, I got to hear my wonderful husband—and might I say, “hot husband”— speak again, but in Sunday School! And again he was awesome, not to mention the little sleep he had Saturday night from speaking at Dixie Speedway. (we didn’t get home until almost midnight) Alex Vann, our Sunday School teacher asked Jeremy if he could teach on the Holy Spirit, and of course he did a sensational job! He has worked his tail off this week preparing for it, the race track devotional, and the ton of other stuff he had to do this past week. I must say that I was extremely proud of him. Sorry for all of you who missed it, because he was phenomenal! Especially considering he was given such a hard and in-depth subject to talk about. That was my man at the lectern!

Redneck Racing Riviera

I am somewhat shocked to announce, that we survived the initiation process and it is official, we are now REDNECKS! Yes, you read this right, our necks are hand slapping candy apple RED! Allow me to explain. Jeremy was asked to pray and deliver a five minute devotional at Dixie Speedway in Woodstock, GA on Saturday night. This is a small dirt track, where amateurs race various kinds of cars. Pastor Johnny Hunt is the tracks chaplain and normally prays and delivers the devotional, but since he was away soaking up the rays in Panama City Beach, FL, Jeremy had the opportunity to fill in! Let me just say, that my Jeremy did awesome! But, I know that no one thought he would do any less, since he is so great! Even though he has preached before, he has never spoken to a crowd this big. They said there were about 5,000 people there at the race track!!!

We had such a great time. It was Jeremy and I’s third time going to the race track and Haley’s second—unless you want to count the time I was pregnant. We had the best seats in the house, they were box seats on the third floor, so we could see everything in the air condition without getting a red dust bath. Haley was so hilarious as she took turns standing in our laps and then in a chair of her own. As the cars would pass, she would just ooh and ah over the cars. Our prissy (and let me stress prissy) little girl, is officially a redneck! She loves country music and dirt track racing! I couldn’t be more proud! There’s nothing like a southern girl, especially one that’s a gorgeous little Georgia Peach or Sweet Carolina Girl—you know what they say, "There the best in the world." Love ya General Johnson, but peaches are great too!

Haley-Bonics

The majority of Haley’s speech occurs while crouching down low to the ground, making weird gyrations with her hands, and lots of babbling. When she gets on a roll, her face turns a few shades of red and babbling turns into squealing. Here are a few of Haley’s words that she has learned. This can either be called English or Haley-bonics.

Thank You = Kankoo

Nemo Fruit Snacks = Oh Oh’s

Anything other than Water & Coke = Tea

Teeth = Tea

Cheese = Chee

Nemo = Bo Bo

Dory = Doe-wee

Chicken = Bock-Bock

Cat = Mow

Outside = Sy

Haley = Hey

Night Night = Ni-Ni

Yellow = Lelow

Daddy = Da-ee

Words that Haley actually pronounces correctly include . . . Cookie, Bye-Bye, Yes, No, Hey, Uh-Oh, Coke, Ball, Phone, and Mommy. Another word she gets right is “shoes,” but she also thinks her socks are shoes. They say, "A picture is worth 1,000 words," you be the judge—do you think she likes shoes? She wants to wear them all the time.

***THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING, but is absolutely roll over, gut wrenching hilarious, and I had to include it. While writing this post, Nicole and I have witnessed a major breakthrough in learning a little bit more about our furniture. Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to read is indeed fact, not fiction. Nicole has just figured out that her feet do not touch the ground when sitting properly on our couch—mind you, she has had this couch for 8 years. This is just a glimpse into the life of a Davidson. I love my two girls.

Bombs Away

Saturday night Haley did something that was absolutely hilarious. All three of us were in her bedroom playing and a foul pungent odor hung in the air like an early morning fog. We knew the business deal had just went sour and we were on the raw end of this transaction. Now mind you, we’re in the beginning stages of potty training and have began asking Haley if she has used the bathroom in her diapers. Come to think about it, this is a weird phrase, “use the bathroom in your diapers.” How can you really go to the bathroom anywhere other than . . . the bathroom? I digress. Back to the story. She shakes her head yes, turns around, and tries to pull her diaper down to show us her prize—as if she has a trophy down there or something. We start laughing hysterically, she turns around and starts laughing, which makes it that much more stinking hilarious—literally . . . stinking. Kudos for Nicole being the first place winner who got to change her. In the middle of changing her diaper, Haley pinched her nose and said, “yucky.” We agreed totally and laughed some more. Oh there’s more. The saga continues.

Allow me to paint the picture. Sunday night church service, two child care workers, an empty corner, a clean diaper—so far so good, and in walks Haley. She was immediately drawn to the corner of the room like a crazed zombie, squats down, and an explosion takes place like a small Hiroshima in her diaper—no joke, Pampers can hold a ton. She then proudly struts or waddles over to her beloved teacher, raises up her dress, and sticks out her rear end with her little panties showing, making it known that she had once again pooped! That's our Haley-bug!

About the Davidson's

Nicole's thoughts on JEREMY:

Jeremy is a very hot and sexy blue eyed man of God who I love with all my heart. He is a hopeless romantic, the best Daddy in the world, a book worm who would rather see the movie, and a die hard Duke basketball fanatic. Some interesting facts to know about Jeremy is: He has one sexy gimpy "John Bunyan" toe that I love to message—How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news. He is more obsessed about his hair than Tom Cruise and he has better penmanship than a computer.

Jeremy's thoughts on NICOLE:

Nicole is an hourglass bombshell who is the CEO of her own corporation—Homemaker, Inc. She's my brown eyed girl (eat your heart out Van Morrison) who loves to dance and sleep, but not at the same time. Some interesting facts to know about Nicole is: She swishes coke around in her mouth before swallowing it. She logs on to Josh Turner's website daily. She would lay on the beach if given the chance, for the rest of her life. She was a hardcore Florida Gator maniac when we first met and couldn't name a single person on the roster. She has a weird fascination about polka dots and loves the color pink.

and HALEY

Our pride, our joy, our fireball. She is a 21 month old ball of energy. Haley's name means "Hero," but we're beginning to think her name means "Princess do-it-myself." She loves talking on t.v. remotes and calculators like they are cell phones. She dances to tobyMac and Josh Turner (I wonder who brainwashed her). She hates underwear, end of movies, and anything on her hands. She is definitely a girly girl who loves purses, shoes, and shopping (Lord come quickly). She loves Finding Nemo and would watch it in her sleep if she could.

Haley typed this blog post. She's a child prodigy!