No, I'm Not Pregnant

I know that I left everyone hanging, just assuming that I was pregnant. I'm not. At least, I don't think so. Kidding...not possible.
It does, however, look like we are going to be packing up our belongings and moving to Atlanta. I'm taking a job at the Chick-fil-A office and Adam is likely going to be in a job that is tied to Chick-fil-A. We are still a little fuzzy on the details.
We are so excited about moving to Atlanta...we think that it is the best decision for Team Brantley. For us, that is what is most important.
We certainly covet your prayers during this time of transition for us. It is going to be a crazy season. My training is extensive and will require us to be living in separate areas. Thankfully, Chick-fil-A is going to bend over backwards to make sure we have as much time together as possible during transition.
So, yeah...we would have never expected this...see Habakkuk 1:5 (Look at the nations and watch--and be utterly amazed. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told).
Again, we are so excited about this new season of our life. And not to mention during this craziness, we are going to become an aunt and uncle to little-baby-boy-Bagwell as well as gain an amazing sister-in-law in Lesley Sweat, as she becomes a Brantley. Again, the Lord is good and what an exciting season He has us in...

Hold Your Knickers...

Hold on tight folks. Our world is about to get turned upside down. We've got big news...

Separation Anxiety

It happens to all kids. All toddlers go through separation anxiety to some degree. I was sure that Harrison was never going to go through it because when he got to 15 months, he hadn't. Little did I know that I started him in pre-school at 17 months, that I was about to embark on crying during drop off for about 75% of the time for a full year. It was such a fun time for me...yeah right.
So, in my mind, I knew that Fisher was going to deal with separation anxiety, I just wasn't sure when. I know when...now. But what I wasn't prepared for...it isn't separation anxiety from me. It is from Harrison. I love it. I think it is adorable that he adores his brother in this way. Don't get me wrong...Fisher doesn't like to see me leave that much right now. But, he really misses Harrison. When he wakes up from a nap, he points at Harrison's room and says something that sounds like "hsss." Yep, sounds like a snake...but that is his version of Harrison. He wants to be with him at all times. He wants to play in Harrison's bed. And when we drop H off at school, Fisher all but, pouts the whole way home. I know there will be a day when they are tired of each other, but right now, I love it. For the most part, Harrison does too. He loves being the caring, older brother.
To answer your questions about the pictures...
Yes, they are in a cabinet. No, I did not put them there. Fisher was the first to get in the cabinet and then Harrison followed. Actually, the other night, they both got in and closed the doors and played together for about 10 minutes. Adam and I felt like we had a baby-sitter for 10 minutes and quickly counted our blessings for DSS not coming around to find us.
Yes, they are in the pack and play together. Fisher got in first and Harrison begged to get in. Yes, there is a tear in Fisher's eye. He may have been knighted by Harrison just before the picture. He is fine. What ensued was a delightful time of the kids not getting into anything but each other's eyes. It was glorious...like cabinet time mentioned above.