My cup runneth over
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
12 X 12 - October
Well my camera was still broken on October 12th, but it started working again, so I took my 12 pictures on the 15th. I'm pretty sure that still counts.
My little Sade cracked us all up at the breakfast table, by eating her breakfast wearing some Mr. Potato Head glasses.
Megan and Jackson headed off to school. Everyday Jackson jumps out of the car and runs to the end of the sidewalk to wait for the crossing guard (Mr. Bill). Poor Megan has to run after him, taking her role as big sister and protector very seriously.
Miss Sade and I ran errands before picking Jackson up from Kindergarten. Here she is helping me get gas. Now I don't usually get Sadie out of the car while filling up, but this time I had to actually go into the gas station to pay because the card reader wasn't working! It was a pain. It seems like so long ago that we used to have to do that every time we filled up. But look how happy Sadie looks to be helping.
I spent part of the afternoon making these BOO and EEK frames for the women I visit teach.
Per usual, Jackson prepared for the driving test he will be taking in 11 years.
Sadie looking so grown up heading out to watch Megan and Jackson's soccer games.
We spent the night watching Megan and Jackson play some soccer. Megan's team played a double header. I was tired just watching her run up and down the field over and over again.
Just look at that coach. He makes me want to play some soccer.
Seriously boys! Gotta love them.
Jackson did great tonight. He played goalie during the second half and saved all balls that came to him, keeping the other team scoreless.
We came home and Megan went right back to work on her homework. 4th grade is killing me!
My little Sade cracked us all up at the breakfast table, by eating her breakfast wearing some Mr. Potato Head glasses.
Megan and Jackson headed off to school. Everyday Jackson jumps out of the car and runs to the end of the sidewalk to wait for the crossing guard (Mr. Bill). Poor Megan has to run after him, taking her role as big sister and protector very seriously.
Miss Sade and I ran errands before picking Jackson up from Kindergarten. Here she is helping me get gas. Now I don't usually get Sadie out of the car while filling up, but this time I had to actually go into the gas station to pay because the card reader wasn't working! It was a pain. It seems like so long ago that we used to have to do that every time we filled up. But look how happy Sadie looks to be helping.
I spent part of the afternoon making these BOO and EEK frames for the women I visit teach.
Per usual, Jackson prepared for the driving test he will be taking in 11 years.
Sadie looking so grown up heading out to watch Megan and Jackson's soccer games.
We spent the night watching Megan and Jackson play some soccer. Megan's team played a double header. I was tired just watching her run up and down the field over and over again.
Just look at that coach. He makes me want to play some soccer.
Seriously boys! Gotta love them.
Jackson did great tonight. He played goalie during the second half and saved all balls that came to him, keeping the other team scoreless.
We came home and Megan went right back to work on her homework. 4th grade is killing me!Monday, October 19, 2009
The Farm
This weekend I took the kids to a place I had read about in the newspaper called The Farm. For those of you interested in going, the address is 7222 W. Grand Teton Drive, and is open on the weekends.
The kids started out exploring the (tiny) maze.
Then they checked out the tractor.
They also had quite a few animals to see.
See this FEROCIOUS looking chicken. It induced severe fear based clinging from Sadie whenever it came near.
Check out this goat, hanging out on the table.
They had really, really nice pumpkins for sale. However, I did not buy any because I got all of my pumpkins for $2.48 each at Fresh & Easy!
The kids started out exploring the (tiny) maze.
Then they checked out the tractor.
They also had quite a few animals to see.
See this FEROCIOUS looking chicken. It induced severe fear based clinging from Sadie whenever it came near.
Check out this goat, hanging out on the table.
They had really, really nice pumpkins for sale. However, I did not buy any because I got all of my pumpkins for $2.48 each at Fresh & Easy!It was a fun little farm (emphasis on the word little). I would definitely recommend going, especially if you have small kids. They also sold food (hot dogs, pumpkin chips, ribs), and had pony and carriage rides.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
7 Picture Sunday-Kids Edition
First up, a picture of Megan and Jackson participating in College shirt day at school. Nevermind, that Eric nor I ever went to UNLV, or The University of Georgia. That is what D.I. had, so that is what they wore.
Next, my little Sadie lady, drawing. She must take after Megan, who is the creative type.
Speaking of creativity: This picture will highlight some of Megan's. Some may see this cardboard as garbage, but Megan sees it a robot dress-up. I think she's right.
Lastly4 pictures of my peeps, before church today.
Today was the primary program. Megan and Jackson performed their parts perfectly, and sang beautifully. But Sadie, was her 21-month old self, who spilled pretzels, cheerios, and an entire bottle of water on the floor. She also refused to sit down, and continually made raspberry noises with her mouth. Did I mention that Eric is out of town, and I was sitting in the front row with the senior primary kids? Where do toddlers come from, and who do they think they are?
She sure doesn't look like she could cause any trouble. Does she?
Next, my little Sadie lady, drawing. She must take after Megan, who is the creative type.
Speaking of creativity: This picture will highlight some of Megan's. Some may see this cardboard as garbage, but Megan sees it a robot dress-up. I think she's right.
Lastly4 pictures of my peeps, before church today.
Today was the primary program. Megan and Jackson performed their parts perfectly, and sang beautifully. But Sadie, was her 21-month old self, who spilled pretzels, cheerios, and an entire bottle of water on the floor. She also refused to sit down, and continually made raspberry noises with her mouth. Did I mention that Eric is out of town, and I was sitting in the front row with the senior primary kids? Where do toddlers come from, and who do they think they are?
She sure doesn't look like she could cause any trouble. Does she?Saturday, October 17, 2009
Victory Is Mine
Eric started off his birthday festivities by opening his presents. He had a lot of help.
In the picture above, Sadie is examining one of Eric's gifts. This gift caused me a bit of stress, but ended up culminating in a exciting victory. It is the P90X (or PX90-I can never remember). Anyway I decided to purchase it off Ebay. I had been tracking them, and finally found the one I wanted. Now about 30 other people also wanted it, so I had to be on my best bidding game. It starts to get really stressful with just a minute left. At about 20 seconds I made my bid. I held the bid for about 5 seconds, but then it went up. I made another bid at 12 seconds, and was out-bid! So with 6 seconds left I made my final bid, and amazingly it was mine. The feeling of victory was sweet, but I couldn't help but to feel slightly bad for the poor individual that I beat out in the final seconds. But the feeling has passed, and now I am glad it is mine (or Eric's I should say).
Eric ended up choosing Tony Roma's for dinner. The food was quite enjoyable, but the service was sooooo slow. Never a good thing with tired children.
In the picture above, Sadie is examining one of Eric's gifts. This gift caused me a bit of stress, but ended up culminating in a exciting victory. It is the P90X (or PX90-I can never remember). Anyway I decided to purchase it off Ebay. I had been tracking them, and finally found the one I wanted. Now about 30 other people also wanted it, so I had to be on my best bidding game. It starts to get really stressful with just a minute left. At about 20 seconds I made my bid. I held the bid for about 5 seconds, but then it went up. I made another bid at 12 seconds, and was out-bid! So with 6 seconds left I made my final bid, and amazingly it was mine. The feeling of victory was sweet, but I couldn't help but to feel slightly bad for the poor individual that I beat out in the final seconds. But the feeling has passed, and now I am glad it is mine (or Eric's I should say).
Eric ended up choosing Tony Roma's for dinner. The food was quite enjoyable, but the service was sooooo slow. Never a good thing with tired children."Have you ever been in an Ebay bidding war?
Were you victorious?"
Were you victorious?"
Friday, October 16, 2009
39 Exclamation Points
Well today is a very special day for me. 10 years ago today I got engaged. Oh and I guess it is a special day for Eric also, since it is his BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (39 exclamation points, or upside down birthday candles, for his 39th Birthday)
I did a big list about Eric last year on his birthday (you can read it HERE), but wanted to add a couple of new things that I currently love about Eric.
First, he really is a great dad. I mean you know your are pretty terrific when you get this type of reaction every time you walk in the door.
He has been seriously handling the lion's share of the bedtime routine. I love it!
He also handles the breakfast routine. I am usually just sleeping away the 7 o'clock hour. In my defense he is a self-proclaimed morning person.
His sense of humor. He can make me laugh like no one else, and does so on a daily basis. Did anyone see his comment, on my current Birthday 100 list? I am still dying over it.
I know that I can count on him to handle any situation involving mice, snakes, spiders, or any other vermin.
He is currently coaching Jackson's soccer team, and you can tell Jackson loves it. He will even start work extra early to make sure he makes it there on time.
He has a very demanding job that requires a lot of time and effort. But when he is home, he focuses on me and the kids, and waits until after they are in bed to complete whatever he needs to do. Which makes for a lot of sleep sacrifice. I think he has maybe had a grand total of 20 hrs of sleep this week, and amazingly he isn't even grouchy.
And finally he is kind to me. ALWAYS.
I did a big list about Eric last year on his birthday (you can read it HERE), but wanted to add a couple of new things that I currently love about Eric.
First, he really is a great dad. I mean you know your are pretty terrific when you get this type of reaction every time you walk in the door.
He has been seriously handling the lion's share of the bedtime routine. I love it!He also handles the breakfast routine. I am usually just sleeping away the 7 o'clock hour. In my defense he is a self-proclaimed morning person.
His sense of humor. He can make me laugh like no one else, and does so on a daily basis. Did anyone see his comment, on my current Birthday 100 list? I am still dying over it.
I know that I can count on him to handle any situation involving mice, snakes, spiders, or any other vermin.
He is currently coaching Jackson's soccer team, and you can tell Jackson loves it. He will even start work extra early to make sure he makes it there on time.
He has a very demanding job that requires a lot of time and effort. But when he is home, he focuses on me and the kids, and waits until after they are in bed to complete whatever he needs to do. Which makes for a lot of sleep sacrifice. I think he has maybe had a grand total of 20 hrs of sleep this week, and amazingly he isn't even grouchy.
And finally he is kind to me. ALWAYS.
Happy Birthday Eric
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
A 3 Minute Process
I used to be able to distract her. I would say things like, "Let's flyyyyy into your car seat." Or I would pick her up right as we were walking out the door, and run as fast as I could to the car, hoping to stifle her independent spirit. Also to make the neighbors wonder why I was so weird. But it no longer works. She's privy to all of my tricks. And unless I want to have a car ride filled, and I do mean FILLED with SCREAMING, I have to bow to her demands, and let her independence out. So now, I leave the house 3 minutes earlier, to allow Sade to climb into her carseat BY HERSELF!
The Process:
In a rare glimpse of patience, Sadie will wait quite nicely for me to open the door.
The climbing starts.
The first handhold didn't work, so she tries another.
It looks as if she is about ready to start the actual climb into her chair.
But wait! Something on the floor has caught her eye and she has determined she must have it. Insert extra 15 seconds here.
This part is accompanied but lots of grunting. She has to exert a lot of energy, because it is awfully hard for a baby to pull herself up with virtually no hand holds.
Taking a well-deserved break
This is the part where I start to feel like SCREAMING. We are so close to being finished, my patience is running out, and Sadie will refuse to turn around and sit herself down. Now if I help her with this final step, the SCREAMING commences (on her part).
She's in. And I find out what she found so irresistible on the floor. I can't blame her. Really, who could resist those glasses?
And I can't resist her. Especially when she puts the glasses on top of her head. Like mother, like daughter.
The Process:
In a rare glimpse of patience, Sadie will wait quite nicely for me to open the door.
The climbing starts.
The first handhold didn't work, so she tries another.
It looks as if she is about ready to start the actual climb into her chair.
But wait! Something on the floor has caught her eye and she has determined she must have it. Insert extra 15 seconds here.
This part is accompanied but lots of grunting. She has to exert a lot of energy, because it is awfully hard for a baby to pull herself up with virtually no hand holds.
Taking a well-deserved break
This is the part where I start to feel like SCREAMING. We are so close to being finished, my patience is running out, and Sadie will refuse to turn around and sit herself down. Now if I help her with this final step, the SCREAMING commences (on her part).
She's in. And I find out what she found so irresistible on the floor. I can't blame her. Really, who could resist those glasses?
And I can't resist her. Especially when she puts the glasses on top of her head. Like mother, like daughter.
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