Quotable Eason

Blogging is not making it to the top of my priority list, obviously. My intent for this blog, was to provide me a place to record some wonderful memories as our family grows and to keep family/friends updated on the kiddos. Perhaps I will one day get into a better routine, but for now...I must at least preserve some of the "Eason quotes" that make us laugh, cringe, and thank God for this very serious and giggly little man.

Eason's standard prayer at mealtime, bedtime, etc...

"Dear God, thanks food, jelly, amen."

Months ago...Michelle and Andrew were visiting and we asked Eason to tell them his full name. His response (with hands outstretched)...

"I'm Awesome, Awesome Eason!"

Last week...
Eason and his Granddaddy went to play Putt Putt. After 3 or 4 holes where Granddaddy performed better that Eason. Eason concluded,

"Granddaddy, I'm gonna use your ball. It works better."

One morning I was getting ready for work. The day before, I wore a suit with a skirt, but that day I was wearing a suit with pants.

Eason: "Mommy, you don't look pretty."

Sara: "Well, that's okay baby. Sometimes we may think that, but it is just best not to say anything, than to tell someone they don't look pretty."

Eason: "No mommy, you don't look pretty...you look handsome."

Sunday night, getting ready for bed. Eason decided that his bed had turned into a boat and we were all going to go on a trip. Daddy, Eason, Evie and I all climbed aboard and fastened on our lifejackets. Captain Eason took his proper seat on his pillow to drive the boat. As our trip progressed, Eason leaned over to me and Evie and declared... "The girls on the boat need to be naked." I replied, "uh...how about we wear our bathing suits, okay????"

Warren was trying so hard not to laugh out loud, that he about shook apart as tears streamed down his face. [disclaimer- Eason does not distinguish between "birthday-suit naked" and showing any skin. For instance, one time I was fully dressed, wearing a v-neck shirt, and Eason said, "Mommy, you're naked." I quickly & confusedly replied, "no, I'm not, I am fully dressed." Eason pointed to the triangle of my chest, and said, "but you're naked right there."]

Monday morning on the way to school, Eason was drinking his milk and staring intently out the window. When he turned to me, and in a very serious tone stated...

"There are lots of games that we can play."

Then he returned to his musings as he glanced back out the window.

You know that's a good point.

I LOVE THIS CHILD!!!

Mother knows best

[this blog post being updated in parts]

Disclaimer: we relocated to the coast last summer (2009), and purchased a new construction home. The builder set us up with a nice start of landscaping, but now it is time to make it ours. My mother is perhaps one of the most amazing gardeners I have ever met. In fact, I am blessed with 3 mothers who are quite adept in the garden arena. So, these pics are merely for my mom's benefit as she helps me to plan out my garden. Forgive the monotony of the post, it is strictly for practical purposes. But I am open to suggestions. :)

Front Yard view:

Palm tree bed on the left, front side of the house:

Front Bed betwixt garage and porch

In front of the front Porch:

(3 shrubs in the back, 2 Loropetalum in front of those, palm tree far right)

Kitchen side of house:

(7 Pittosporum spaced approximately 3 feet apart)

my assistant:

BACKYARD:

(Momma, what should I plant or do on either side of these steps? Where should I put the hydrangeas, gardenia, bearded iris, ginger lilies and banana shrub?)

Under the Dining Room Window:

(4 Indian Hawthornes, I think)

(I was thinking of planting the banana shrub in the corner of the steps on this side, basically where the silver grill is, but closer to the steps. Then filling the rest of this bed between the palm and the banana shrub with ginger lilies. Your thoughts??)

Easement behind our home:

Garage side of House:

(3 Pittosporum spaced approximately 3 feet apart)

(2 Pittosporum spaced approximately 3 feet apart, with the sprinkler controls in between)

Bed in front yard with electric box

(3 sedge grasses, 1 big green electric box)

[updated now with asphadistra around the street & house sides of the box :)]

Eason and his betrothed

Life at the beach (or the Inlet) is wonderful, but there are many things [mainly people] we miss from Columbia. Two of the couples we often enjoyed getting together with we the Bakers & the Hymie-Lynns (aka the McCallisters). The Bakers [Jen & Kiel] have been friends of Warren's since elementary school, and were all in homeroom together growing up. The Hymie-Lynn's we have only known since college. Jamie, or Hymie as we prefer to call him, was stuck with Warren as a roommate their freshman year at Carolina and none of our lives have ever been the same since. His awesome wife, Ginny Lynn (I don't know anyone named "Virginia"), is one of the most dye-hard Carolina fans to ever attend Clemson. They have a precious little boy that was born after our relocation, and I cannot believe that I still have not met him, but pray that will be remedied this summer.

As for the Bakers, their daughter, Baxley, is only a few months different in age from Eason. Then they had a little son, Kyler, a few months after we had Evie. Dinners with these two couples was never dull, and usually best done at one of our houses rather than taking our clan out to a restaurant. Although Mexican always did work well....

Anyway, we miss them all greatly. And really miss watching Baxley and Eason together.

Other than John-Michael, who is only about 3 weeks different in age from Eason, I think Baxley is his longest known friend. The Bakers were in town a few weeks ago and we planned a rendesvous for dinner at P.F. Changs. (ummmm, yummy) The wait on a weekend was over an hour, but even with 4 little ones, that did not seem long. Why? Because, P.F. Changs is at Market Common, and the beepers's range is incredible. We walked down to the playground, we went into Barnes & Noble and played, then the lovebirds enjoyed a moment by the lake as the sunset.

The wonderful evening came to an end and we said goodbye. as the Bakers headed totheir hotel, Baxley said, "I miss Eason."

The next morning, Baxley wore her medal that Eason had given her to breakfast. Jen (Baxley's momma) and I decided that the medal was a promise ring. And since Baxley is probably the girl/friend that Eason has played with the longest in his little life, we will have the greatest slideshow of pics at their rehearsal dinner.

It's meant to be!

As Jen has said, "imagine how much fun holidays will be!"

Happy Birthday Evie!

Evie is one, and I cannot believe it!

Chick-fil-a waffle fry, what what!

Bazemores at the Beach

As most of you know, Warren began working for my dad, running his Sunbelt office in Myrtle Beach last year. And by God's amazing, miraculous provision DHEC has agreed to let me keep my attorney position and workout of the Myrtle Beach regional office. (I must write a post on the evolution of this miracle at another time.) Anyway, we have this perfect house in Columbia, approximately 5 blocks from Warren's parents, that we have only been in for about a year and a half. And, not really wanting to do the 2 mortgage thing, we are trying to sell this house before we move to the beach. What that means is that Warren has been commuting back and forth to Myrtle each week. It's kinda like he's back on the road with the band again. God has been so faithful and blessed us in so many ways during this time. He is gracious to grant us the stregth needed for the circumstances in life. Family and friends have been so supportive and wonderful! Let me just say thank you, and we ask your continued prayers for the swift sale of our Columbia home so we can be together every night.


Anyway, there is a phtography company in Columbia, Kiskstand Studios. About a year ago, they came to our house and did a shoot for us with Eason and Murray. It was AWESOME!!! The guys have small children and are used to the craziness. They come to you, so kids can be comfortable in their normal environment, and basically you just play and have a good time while they capture some amazing shots. Kickstand has a blog were they show some of the photos from each of their sessions. Here is the link to our first session with them, http://ksblog.squarespace.com/blog/2008/3/22/the-bazemores.html.


I made a comment, then that I would love to do a session at the beach someday. The guys said they'd travel. A few weeks ago, Lucas (owner/gifted photographer) let us know he would be at Litchfield with his family and would be happy to do a shoot for us with the kids on the beach. How perfect! While Warren and I will both be working in Myrtle, we hope to live south of the craziness in the Pawley's/Litchfield/Murrell's area. It was a crazy weekend, packed with way too much fun and adventure (yet another blog post), but the photos are awesome. We haven't even had a chance to see the entire shoot, but the snipets on the blog are GREAT! Check 'em out at, Http://ksblog.squarespace.com/blog/2009/5/28/bazemores-at-the-beach.html.


If you want some photos done, I cannot recommend Kickstand enough! Give em a call and let em know who sent ya. Enjoy the pics!

Evie - 2 Months Old

Evie is 2 months old, I cannot believe it! And Sunday night she slept through the night. I fed her at 11pm and she did not stir until 6:20 this morning. Praise the Lord! The truth is, she has been a good little sleeper from the start. She usually only wakes once a night to eat and this was actually the third or fourth night she has slept through, though not consecutively. I remember with Eason, hitting the once-a-night-waking was a major milestone. I remember thinking, ok we can make it through this.

Thank you Lord for such a good sleeping baby!

At two months, Evie is cooing and grinning up a storm. She especially loves making eyes at her daddy and her big brother. And Eason is quite enamored with her as well. For the most part he either is very compassionate towards her (gently placing her pacie in her mouth when she is crying) or simply ignores her altogether (just marches along in his own world).

Evie has started smacking on her fist some.  One day Eason heard it and asked what that noise was.  I told him Evie was sucking on her fist.  A little later, she lost her fist and seemed to get fussy.  So, Eason gently placed his fist in her mouth for her to suck on.  It was very thoughtful.

Her two month checkup is Friday and I cannot wait to discover her stats (weight, length, etc), although I could wait on the shots part. No fun.

She slept through the night again Monday night, Praise the Lord!

Monday, never boring

As I was getting my things ready to go this morning, Evie was sleeping so soundly in her car seat

and Eason was walking around drinking his milk. I loaded up my arms with by briefcase, my breastpump, my jacket, etc and took a step out to the garage when Eason announced, "I'm going to wake her up." "No, you are not," I said. "Yes, I am," came his reply, and then he stuck his face in her car seat close to hers and yelled, "HOOOOOONNNKK!"

Well, Evie woke up terrified and screaming as Eason giggled. This was the harshest he has been to his baby sister, but I do not think he realized really what he had done. I dropped all of my things and walked back to him. (a rather weak spanking ensued) But I explained that a harder spanking would come if he did that again. I told him that he had scared her, and that as her big brother his job was to protect her, not scare her. He finally began to realize that he had made her cry and so... then... he began to cry. Ah, life with two. :)

Eason told her he was sorry and I tried to get him to kiss her forehead, but he only weepily replied, "no, I don't want to." Instead, he followed my instruction to gently place her pacie in her mouth. He tried, but poor Evie was too upset to take it. Oh well. In the car we go to drive to grandmomma's. It was a rather quiet ride, other than Evie's pitiful whimpers. Usually, Eason and I have a nice chat the few blocks to gradmomma's, but not today. When we arrived at grandmomma's, I got Evie out and passed her on to grandmomma, then walked around to Eason's side.

I opened his door and Eason asks, "Mommy, do you have a 'gina?"

"Excuse me," I replied, hoping that I had heard him wrong.

To no avail, Eason repeats his question, "do you have a 'gina?"

"Yes baby, I have a 'gina."

Eason, "Does grandmomma have a 'gina?"

"Yes baby, grandmomma has a 'gina."

Thankfully, that ended the questioning.

Last week (as posted earlier), Eason revealed that he had learned that he has a penis and asked me whether I had one. Upon telling this story, a friend asked me whether I explained to him what I had. Since, he had not asked, I had not. That afternoon, when I picked the kiddos up, I asked his grandmomma, "have you and Eason been having anatomy lessons?" Momma B rather sheepishly grinned and said, "I think I know where this is going." I told her of that mornings conversation and she reminded me that she had taught sex ed when she was a sixth grade teacher.

No problem, I suppose it is best for him to know the proper terms. Warren and I just laugh, because at his age he has no governor to know when to say these things. I am just waiting for when we are out to eat and as the waiter approaches the table, to hear our child ask, "Mommy, does he have a penis?"

My child is the kid in the movie Kindergarten Cop, "boys have a penis and girls have a vagina."

Evie's Birthday

Monday, March 30

4:45 AM Called the hospital to ensure they had a bed for us.
6:20AM Arrived at the hospital.
7:00AM Pitocin started to induce (Dr. Salley had left instructions for the nurses to begin my pitocin & not to wait on the doctor)
8:00AM Dr. Guidice broke my water.
9:00AM Epidural administered.
2:35ishPM Began pushing.
3:14PM Evelyn Elizabeth Bazemore was born,

weighing 8 pounds, 10 ounzes

21 1/2 inches long (same length as Eason)

full head of dark hair

Labor was amazing. NO, I repeat no pain. Prior to the epidural I merely felt some pressure. That's it. PRAISE THE LORD!!! In fact, during labor Warren, my mom and our nurse, Winter, were cracking so many jokes that we were all laughing histerically. It was quite surreal. Winter commented that she often couldn't tell from my monitor whether I was having a contraction or simply laughing hard.

Of course, I was not allowed to have anything to eat from the night before until after labor. So, by lunch time I was a little hungry. No big deal. I made a comment that I would love some starbucks. Soon after that, Dr. Guidice stopped in to check on my progress, carrying a Starbucks in his hand. I told him that was cruel, as I drooled over the thought of a grande, 1/2 caf, nonfat, white choc mocha, no whip.

Labor with Evie was an amazing experience. With Eason I was so out of it from having contractions all night long, getting dosed with nubane prior to my epidural, and then pushing for 2+ hours that I don't really remember much of what was happening or happened. With Evie, I didn't have pain, but I could feel the pressure of her being born. And I cannot even put into words the rush of emotion and the wonderment of seeing her lifted up by the doctor upon her entry into this world. To say it was beautiful and overwhelming is only a start. What a miracle! What a precious gift from an amazing God!!!

When Evie finally came out Dr. Guidice (no longer with the starbucks) caught her and proclaimed, "I think she's a nine-pounder." And she was close to it. Thank you Lord for a painless labor. Thank you Lord for a healthy baby. Thank you Lord for the gift, blessing and honor of being a mommy to two fearfully & wonderfully made children.

"Behold, children are a blessing from the Lord!"

Psalm 127:3

Here are some happy grandparents...

"The one thing in life that is not overrated is grandchildren"

Ed Pendarvis, Granddaddy of 7

Week 40

So, my doctor's appointment for week 40 rolled around on March 27th, and I was and had been all ready for the doc to tell me we could just go across the street and check in to the hospital. Instead, Dr. Salley told me I was, you guessed it, 2 cm & 80% effaced. Seriously, that's been my stat for a month now. He suggested inducing the next week and encouraged me that it shouldn't be badsince my cervix was already ripe for delivery. I really did not want to be induced, but to have labor progress naturally. We didn't want to go Friday, since those are kinda crazy days. Wednesday was April 1st, and I was not going to choose to have my baby on April Fool's Day. So, we went with Thursday to give as much time for her to come on her own. I was supposed to go back to work after my doc's appointment, but I was so disappointed that I decided to take the day off.

As the weekend progressed, I grew more uncomfortable. After prayer an many discussions, on why I was so opposed to inducing. (Basically, I had heard horror stories about painful & long labors b/c of inducing.) We decided to call Dr. Salley, who was on call over the weekend and see if the hospital had availability to take us earlier in the week. Dr. Salley offered Tuesday, since he was delivering that day, but I said, "anyway we can do Monday?" He called right back and said we were all set. Can I just reiterate again how wonderful this doctor's practice is, from support staff to nurses to doctors. I am so thankful for them all.

We let the family know we were gonna meet Evie the next day and Mark brought my mom up so she could be with us for the delivery. Unfortunately Mark couldn't get off that day, so he had to go back to Charleston. It is really weird after wondering each day, if this was the day she would come, to all of a sudden know the day Evie would be born.