The past week and a half has not been a lot of fun in our house. Samantha and Sabrina have been running fevers non stop since last Tuesday night. We have been lucky to keep them down to 101 for more than a couple of hours. Samantha tested positive for Type A Flu. No real reason to take Beanie in the next day when she spiked at 103.7. We knew it was the flu. Today is the first day we've seen some real relief. I've gotten behind on posting since the flu bug came to visit.
Our New MailboxOne funny thing that happened. Last weekend, we put up a brand new mailbox. Roughly 120.00 by the time we bought the box and post. Our old one was hit by a truck about three weeks ago. Exactly one week after we put up the new one, I found it in three pieces on our lawn. I went and bought a new one...really ticked that whoever hit it wasn't nice enough to stop and let us know. Another 50.00 on a new post and we are back in business. Today, the lady who hit the mailbox stopped by the house and left her phone number with my grandparents. She said a deer ran out in front of her and she swerved to miss it and took out our box. She lost the windshield in her car to the accident. I felt so much better that she stopped that I don't even care about the mailbox. It's the not knowing that will upset you about a situation. Peyton called her back to tell her not to worry about it. It's not a big deal and we are really glad she is alright. Not the best way to meet your neighbor, but something tells me we will see her again now.
Sabrina was not too happy that someone else was driving the firetruck with her sister. She was not in the mood to share. Destiny sitting by the pond. 
she can't find this one. It's her favorite. Look how fearless she is climbing up to the top of the slide. 
We took the kids to lunch at The Varsity a couple of days before the flu hit us. Then we went to Piedmont Park for about four hours. The park was very crowded. It was a nice crowd...lots of families with little ones.
and Samantha is in yellow. The girls twirled around and around in their dresses. Really cute when they act like princesses.
Chandler's birth was the first birth I was ever really a part of. I was Tammy's coach, so it was my hand that she almost broke during contractions. I remember that moment before his first cry. I also helped to pick out his name. Christopher Chandler Medlin. Since my last name was Chandler at the time, Tammy insisted it was my way of naming him after me. Actually, he was named afte
r Falcons QB Chris Chandler who was having an incredible year in 1999. He won the SEC championship the day Chandler was born.
