I'm a deep-fried Southern belle, married to a cowboy boot wearin', Harley ridin’ Texan Prince Charming. I am the always proud and frequently exhausted mom to two 8th generation Texans My childhood was spent at my Granny's side learning to cook with cast iron, butter and that special southern ingredient -- love Today, I share my passion for food, family and photography with thousands of monthly readers on my blog, A Southern Fairytale. I love cute boots, my Canon camera, belly laughs with friends, the beach, my family and ellipses..."
The View from There
Happy Birthday, G.O.B.
Happy Birthday, to the first man in my life. Happy Birthday to the one who showed me what to look for in a husband Happy Birthday, to the best Grandpa any Monkey could have. We love you. Thank you for all the lessons: love, patience, laughter, appreciation, joy and independence. Thank you…
She’s my little girl. My kindergartner. It’s only been a blink, a mere 6 years of flashing blue eyes and heart capturing giggles. Her pink freckled cheeks still clinging to the softness of childhood. Her blue eyes that still light up when Daddy walks in. Balancing on the precipice. She’s still my little girl. And…
Too cute 🙂
You did the best possible thing….took an adorable picture! There’s always more cornbread to bake, right? 🙂
You can’t get a better Review than that!
What’s a foodie picture without food in your face. How cute, no need to be mad, he made the picture even better. I’m sure it was good.
Yes, it is nearly impossible to get mad at this sweet little boy with the adorable turned up smile and sweet ways. Love him so.
So hard. And it’s a good thing, too. 😉
That is too funny. So I am assuming that you didn’t get the picture before he starting eating it.
I love this photo!
Hahaha! He’s too cute! How can you get mad at that face? It means one thing: your cornbread is irresistible.
..love it! the photo of that kid really looks sweet and cute:)