
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
DISNEY WORLD TRIP IN MARCH

Tuesday, September 07, 2010
My How Time Flies When You're Having Fun
Monday, April 20, 2009
Easter 09
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, December 05, 2008

Monday, November 03, 2008
TRICK OR TREAT

Thursday, October 02, 2008
Baby Luke is weighed for the first time!
Luke met mommy for the first time in surgery!
MeMe is so happy to meet this little guy as mommy looks on!
G-Daddy is telling Luke about "the building" and the fun they'll have out there!
We are currently celebrating the arrival of our fourth grandchild, Lucas McLeod Robertson, who was born on Wednesday, September 24, 08 at 8:01 a.m. He weighed 8 pounds, 4 ounces and was 21 inches long. Luke gave us quite a scare during labor, as his heart rate dropped several times, to as low as 12, instead of the 140 beats per minute it was originally! The doctor placed a probe on his head, and they completely lost the heartbeat, briefly, before deciding an emergency c-section was in order to get him out safely! He spent the first 5 days of life in the neonatal intensive care unit and did very well! We brought him home on Monday and he is thriving! We are so blessed to have these wonderful grandchildren. Cousin Charli says that he is her "baby Uke" and Julia and Sam can't wait to meet him. Due to his being in the NICU nursery, Juila and Sam weren't allowed to visit, so when he came home to Glencoe, Charli met him first. What a wonderful time we've had! Here's a peek at our newest! We hope you agree--HE IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!!
Monday, August 25, 2008

Saturday, June 28, 2008
Ninety Nine and Counting!
I don't want to end there! Let me tell you about this wonderful "ROCK" in my life! As a small child, our family lived next door to Grandmother, Aunt Thelma (who never married) and Uncle James (the youngest of the family) who was still living at home. Our "village" was full, with relatives visiting on a regular basis, and we loved it! Aunt Thelma, a first grade school teacher, had an amazing level of patience with us, and would read stories to us, bring home her school supplies and teach us, and make us happier than anyone could imagine! We moved from there when I was in the first grade, and when I was in the 2nd grade, Grandmother died, and Uncle James was in school at Auburn. That fall, I stayed with Aunt Thelma, though the rest of the family lived in Clanton, and I attended school with her. It is really my happiest and most memorable year in my entire school career. Being one of 6 children, there were seldom moments for individual attention (understandably) but with Aunt Thelma, I was truly an ONLY child! I thoroughly enjoyed being spoiled by her, yet she made me mind and corrected me when I was wrong. One of the strongest lessons I learned was to tell the truth. She has been my spiritual mentor my entire life, and has encouraged me to do my best, and remain strong in my faith. The summer after second grade, I made a personal decison to follow Christ, and was baptised after a summer revival at Pleasant Valley Baptist Church in the summer of 1957. That fall, my parents and siblings moved to Gadsden to follow my daddy's job, but I chose to stay with Aunt Thelma for the rest of the school year. We went to chuch on Sunday mornings and nights, and on Wednesday nights, as well. It was a very small church, but there were several children from the community there to enjoy learning with. The one incident I remember most is that I lied to Aunt Thelma about taking some medicine she had to give me following a bout with the flu. She and I both had the flu, but she had to go outside to do something outside. I didn't want to take my medicine, so when she came in, I told her I'd taken it. In fact, I'd poured it down the kitchen sink. I think she knew I hadn't taken it, but I kept up the facade until bedtime that night. Each night, we would read our bibles and say our prayers before going to bed. I can't say for sure, but I think Aunt Thelma may have chosen the scripture to "guide" me because after we finished reading, and started to say our prayers, I confessed to Aunt Thelma that I didn't take the medicine--- so she led me to ask forgiveness, and set it right with God. How well I remember that time, on our knees, beside the bed, asking God to forgive a 9 year old for lying. It had a great impact on my life, even to this day!
The year which I spent with Aunt Thelma bonded me even closer to her, and she has to be the most awesome person in my life! She gave unselfishly to me, and to my siblings and cousins, having us for weeks in the summer, spring break and Christmas holidays each year. She worked tirelessly to feed us, work in her garden, put up summer foods by canning and freezing, and still managed to keep 6-12 kids in her home! She took us to church, even though she sometimes had to make two trips to get everyone there. She'd take some older, and some younger, and drop them at the church, then return home for the rest! We never stayed home from church because there were too many kids! She, and her older sister, Aunt Myrtle, cooked for the crew, and we took turns cleaning up. Aunt Myrtle worked at Belk Hudson in Montgomery, and sometimes came home on the weekends! She was more stern than Aunt Thelma, but it was evident she loved us too.
Aunt Thelma told me an amusing story yesterday that summarizes her sense of humor. She said that her brother, Uncle James told her that if she lives to be 100 she probably won't ever die. She laughed and said that's because you hardly ever hear of a 100 year old dying!!!! She just laughed!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Father's Day 08
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Pierce Family Reunion


Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008

There are so many fond memories of Grandmother that I can't recount them all, but I will try to give you some images that are a memorable part of my childhood! On Sunday afternoons, most of grandmother's children and their children would gather at the family home site and visit. There were cousins galore to play with, and we rambled the fields, the gully, the woods and a branch that adjoined the family land. During the Sunday visits, in the summer, at least, the front yard was quite a site to see. Each adult had some sort of seat and the family formed a circle so everyone could visit and talk. Some of the men, my daddy included, would take a ladder-back chair and turn it on the ground, using the ladder part as a backrest. Children of all sizes roamed in and out of the circle, playing with cousins, while the babies napped on quilts laid on the groud. I can still "see" it when I think of those times! Life was so simple and carefree.
Grandmother was quite a seamstress and made clothes for her grandchildren which delighted us to no end. Sometimes, because we lived next door, I would go into grandmother's house and sit to watch her sew. One afternoon, before I was old enough to go to school I saw her making a pretty dress. I asked about it and she told me it was for Patricia, my favorite cousin. I became jealous and told Grandmother I wanted a new dress too. She didn't scold me, or remind me that she had just made me a dress. Instead, she put aside her sewing and took one of Uncle James' tee shirts. Within a few minutes, she had sewn Ric Rack around the neck, sleeves and hem, added a pretty sash and I had perhaps the FIRST tee-shirt dress ever! They became the fad when my girls were growing up, and I told them about the wonderful dress Grandmother made me!
On another day, also before I started school, my younger sister, Cynthia and I were outside playing but told Grandmother we had nothing to play with. She asked what we wanted to play and we told her we wanted to have a tea party but we didn't have a table or chairs for our tea things. Grandmother quickly took her hammer, handsaw and nails and set to work building us a table and two chairs. In what seemed only minutes Cynthia and I were sitting at a little table, pouring "tea" for ourselves and Grandmother. Not only did she build the table and chairs but she furnished the treats and joined us for our "tea" party! WOW! was she something! Before you begin to think that she probably was a "young" and new grandmother, my siblings and I were some of her youngest grandchildren and she had over 40! Some were old enough to be our parents! LOL
Grandmother, mother and some of the neighbor ladies would sit and quilt all day, in the winter, and Cynthia, Patricia and I would lie under the table, watching the needles go in and out--listening as the ladies talked and sewed! I don't remember what they talked about, but I know they laughed and seemed to be having fun! As I think of them, their names and faces are so vivid in my mind and heart--Aunt Vick, Aunt Cora, Ruby, Ms. Silas, Grandmother, Mother, and I sure others, but those are the ones who come to mind.
I'm sure there are other memories that I could relay to you, but I thought these might give you a glimsp of me that few know of! Oh yes, another thing I remember is the game of "Thimble Shine". Grandmother would take one of her thimbles and place it somewhere in the room. The children would have to search with their eyes, without moving from their seat, and the first to find the thimble would get to place it again, while everyone else hid their eyes. This game would amuse us for long periods of time. Grandmother was really patient!
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Much has happened since I last wrote. The biggest news we have is that another grandson is on the way. Amy, our eldest, lives in Birmingham, and at the age of 37 chose to become a mom in a fairly new and unique way. She remains single and refuses (rightfully so) to marry someone just for the sake of having a family. She is very strong in her beliefs and chose to have artificial insemination to have a child. Our entire family is extremely proud of her and supportive of this choice---AND---in late September Lucas McLeod Robertson will join our clan and bump Sam from his spot as the baby of the family! WE CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!
Julia and Sam continue to grow, and its hard to believe that Sam and Charli are two!!! Julia will be 6 in May and she will be in first grade in the fall! WOW! She was just born the other day, how can this be! Our grandchildren are so precious to us and we thrill to have them with us! We hope everyone gets as much joy as we do from having them! I'll write more later, but just wanted to add a little update.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Juila is 5 now, and reading well, and doing math in her head although she is only in kindergarten! Jud couldn't be with us because he and his dad have a Christmas Tree business, and it's in full swing by Thanksgiving! Lots of folks finish dinner and head to find their tree, so Christmas Tree City, in Rome Georgia is there--selling trees to make Christmas beautiful!
As we give thanks today, I thank God for salvation, and the Son He gave for me, I thank him for my Christian husband, and for four wonderful children who love the Lord and serve Him and for the beautiful grandchildren He has blessed me with! I hope you can be thankful too!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Friday, September 29, 2006

While on vacation this summer I bought a little plaque that says "Families are the Love, Memories and Laughter they share." It sits on our entertainment center as a reminder of the fun vacation we spent at the beach, marred only by the absence of two of our grandchildren, who weren't allowed to go with us, as planned.
This is the entire Robertson Clan, and today I want to share with you what I think family means. Our son, Matt, is going through a divorce that was not his choice, and has asked for custody of his two daughters, Alyssa and Charlise. He adopted Alyssa when he married her mother, and Charlise was born after they separated. Yesterday was the last of several court hearings and Amy, Pam and Jud were with us to support Matt. Jud's parents graciously accepted responsibility for Julia and Sam so that Pam and Jud would not have the stress of rushing back to pick the children up from school and daycare. The entire FAMILY was there to support the one who needed us! I am thankful that God has provided us the love and closeness to be there for each other when there is a need. He blessed us with three smart and successful children and later added Jud and the grandchildren to our family. I think that yesterday proved what the word family means! We who are Christians are all ADOPTED by God, and those children who have been placed in our family through legal adoption are so very precious to us. They are on equal footing with the two grandchildren who were added by birth. We thank God for each of them, and ask Him to watch over them and allow us to raise them. It truly does take a "village" to raise a child--a village of family, friends and church family, and most importantly God's guidance. If Matt is granted custody of his two daughters, "the village" will be there for him! So--this is the Robertson Clan as it looks today. Hope you enjoy seeing this, and whenever possible, spending time with this CLAN!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006

MAMA & PAPA DEAN
This picture, made years ago, is the only one I have of Mama and Papa, my maternal grandparents. It brings back a myriad of memories as I look at who they were, and how they affected my life! When we visited in the summer, their house had a special, cared-for smell of country living. The house itself was made completely of wood, inside and out, with wooden walls, wooden floors and wooden ceilings. The house had a wholesome wood smell, and Mama swept the floors daily to make sure it stayed clean. When we visited, mother always made sure we helped out, so we weren't a burden to them. We helped with the sweeping, dish washing and whatever other chores we were assigned, and they had to be finished before we were free to play and roam the woods. If I could only count the times we raced down the hallway, through the house, from the back porch to the front, and bounded off the steps or one end of the porch or the other! This house, with a hall that separated the house into two side, from the back porch, straight through to the front porch, was set on brick pillars, and at some points under the house, one could stand up without bumping into the foundation boards--and other times one COULD NOT!!! OUCH! Mama and Papa had a collie dog, and he would run under the house, barking because we were running. Woe be the kid that dog nabbed-if you stopped, he would too, and we knew to stop immediately to keep from being bitten!!! There was a wooden swing on the front porch, just right for three or four kids to swing for ages! If one sat in the middle, and held the two chains, pulled inward, the swing would tip backward, and sometimes dump the swinger(s) out, only to be repeated until one learned the exact amount of pressure to use to tip backward without falling!! Quite a feat for kids! Other fond memories this picture evokes are of walking down the red dirt road, hot and sweaty, and coming back to the house for our afternoon treat. This treat was called a "spanking" by Papa and he would have us line up for our "spanking". He would swat each of us gently on the backside, and then send us to the dining room where Mama would give each of us a Dr. Pepper or a Coca Cola--not a Coke, or Pepper, but the full name of the cherished soft drinks. These were real treats because our mother did not believe in allowing soft drinks regularly, so to be given one each day was a delight beyond imagination! One day, I'll tell you about Garland, Alabama and how much fun it was to ride in the back of Papa's pick-up on a trip to the store, but for now, I hope this has given you just a taste of a simpler time when children entertained themselves, and were expected to come up with their own ideas for entertainment. TV was only turned on at night to watch the news. Besides, who had time for TV when the outdoors offered Hide N Seek, and Lightening Bugs, galore!