memorykeepersisters

“A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.”

Ode to Bubba June 6, 2011

Some children are born into families and can’t recall a time of ever being truly alone. Older brothers and sisters were a routine pest and a necessary bane to existence. Some born so close together they scarce can remember the days of solitude or life without their kindred souls.  Not for me though, I was almost seven before my baby brother entered my life.  And life hasn’t been the same ever and I am truly grateful for that.

Now at 6, I was blessed to not know the mechanics of how my brother got into my mother’s belly. But I knew enough to know that it was a magical time. In October of 1981, we went to Shreveport’s Red River Revel, an annual arts and crafts fair and in a pharmacy there my mother purchased a pregnancy kit. The November before a couple in my church and close friends of my parents (Bryon and Janice Mann) had a baby boy. And my dad told my mother in church that he wanted one of those. So just like any other toy or thing that I wanted I assumed my parents went and got him for me.  So I announced to the entire first grade the Monday after that weekend that my parents went to Shreveport and got me a baby brother.

I think I must have tormented my poor first grade teacher and looking back I now realize why she kept telling me not to declare that I was having a brother, that it easily could be a sister. And that my brother would be born in the summer and NOT anytime soon. Although I was insistent from October on that it would be just any day now and I would not be an only child. And that no matter what anyone said, I was having a brother. At my mother’s shower I recall telling people that we would have no need for anything pink.  “Just throw it in the trash mama! You are having a boy!”

Jamie’s due date was June 4. His name was Jamie, you would think short for James,  but nope! He was named after Jamie Frame, a very handsome character from the soap opera Another World. From the end of May until June 3, I watched Jamie Frame and mother’s swollen belly hoping soon that at least one Jamie would be in my house.  And on June 3 we ate Mexican food and drove over every railroad track in town. After all we were hoping that he would arrive on time.

The Fairchild Kids, September 1988

Sure enough I can remember this as plain as if it were yesterday and not 29 years ago. The next day Mama was straightening the bed in the bedroom and I was getting ready to ride with Ms. Dena to go to Vacation Bible school. Mama told me that today was the day I would be getting a baby brother and sure enough I did.  He was one of the best presents my parents ever gave me.  After that day I was never alone. I had someone out there to be my little brother. Someone for me to love, protect and care for. He grew up to be one of the few people that I can honestly trust.  He’s not my baby anymore, he’s got his own life and wife now. But secretly I am hoping soon that maybe they will head to Shreveport, and get me a niece or nephew.  Come on, I am not getting any younger!

-Jennifer

Being the youngest of three children, I can truly say I was blessed with two siblings that I could look up to. Most of my childhood was spent acting like a tough little tomboy because I wanted to be just like my big brother. I spent hours on my bike riding around with Jamie and his friends and I loved every minute of it. Even as we grew older, I still found myself emulating my older brother; he’s funny and smart and genuinely one of the nicest people i’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.  On Saturday we had a birthday cookout at his house and looking around the table seeing his friends and family and his beautiful home and wife, I couldn’t be more proud of him. Love you bubba! Happy Birthday!

-Jodie

 

The Monster at the End of this Blog. April 29, 2011

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Recently I was asked what my favorite book from childhood was.  At first I replied that I had no favorite book from childhood (mostly because I feel like I was born an eighteen year old adult and my parents never treated me any differently).  After a few seconds a huge smile crept across my face and I remembered the book my sister would read to me when I was little: The Monster at the End of this Book, starring loveable, furry old Grover!

Now, let me tell you, my sister was a woman of a thousand voices growing up and part of what made this book so exciting was her spot on impression of Grover.

The book begins with Grover letting you know that there is a monster at the end of the book. Throughout the book he builds walls, he ties the pages with rope,  and builds a brick wall but page after page you turn he gets more and more upset!

I’m not going to tell you what happens at the end, how could I? That would be terrible! BUT you can find out for yourself here.

What was YOUR favorite book from childhood?

 

Sweet Baby Will April 11, 2011

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Welcome to the world Sweet baby Will!!

 

I had the privilege of working with the Phillips family this weekend and their new arrival, William Blake. Talk about precious, look at those lips!!

At six days old, Will is already a professional. I love the way he posed himself in such a modest position:

He was such a sweetheart the whole day and, of course, I was working with such a loving and supportive family so overall it was a great shoot!

Also, I think I would get my butt kicked by a two-and-a-half year old if I didn’t mention how adorable his big sister Avery is.  Go Avery Go Avery Go!

-Jodie