1. Feeling like you're a foreigner living abroad. Not because Texas is so different, or even because it thinks it's really big (hello Alaska!). But because everyone has such wonderful Texan drawls in these small Texan towns. As I was carrying Ellie in the carseat into the grocery store in Anna TX, one of the employees was pushing in a cart and offered it to me, saying(imagine the drawl), "Doya needa buggy?" To which I replied, "What was that?" "Doya needa buggy?" he said, pushing the cart towards me. "Oh, yes, thank you." Yeah, a cart is a buggy. Love it.
2. Everyone wants to be your friend. Or at least they act like it because everyone waves when they drive by (on small streets, obviously not on the freeway or there would be significatly more accidents). This fact is especially true when you have an adorable baby in tow.
3. Being polite is a way of life. Yes, sir; yes, ma'am. On this particular trip we went to two different grocery stores. At both they didn't even bother to ask if I needed help with my bags to the car. They just picked them up and followed me, chatting it up about my adorable baby (I was advised not to "go crazy" like one particular lady and have five. I then informed her that I came from a family of seven, so five doesn't seem so crazy). It was so nice because I really did need the help. Previous to Ellie's birth, I always said I was fine with the groceries, even when I was 8 months pregnant, because I really felt that I was. But it is rough going carrying a carseat with baby and transferring groceries and returning the cart and then putting the baby in the car...you get the idea
Those are my top three reasons to love Texas. Number four is the generally nice weather. I love the snow, but I'm kind of glad that winter is basically over here.
And she's going here from down-dog to plank. We do yoga in the morning. Really she's trying to figure out crawling and thinks her toes ought to be involved.