Tomorrow I turn 36. There is nothing special about turning 36. No five or ten year milestone, and no over-the-hillness yet (although it's creeping up far too quickly for me). It's just....thirty-six. So, what am I going to do with this 36th year of my life, you ask? So glad you asked...lemme tell ya.
#1. I'm going to watch and marvel at my kids turning another year older themselves - 10, 3, and 1.
#2. I'm going to experience my first Time-Out for Women. That's right, not for toddlers, for women!
#3. I'm going to master Carrie Underwood's "Cowboy Casanova" moves on my Wii Country Dance.
#4. I'm going to finish my afghan.....ok, ok, I will finish 2/3rds of my afghan....maybe. (It's only been 15 years since I started). (I'm in no rush). (I intend it to be used in my coffin).
#5. I'm going to stop eating chocolate chips for snacks and move onto something more nutritious, like chocolate covered pretzels or chocolate covered peanuts, or chocolate covered peanut butter or a whole freaking bag of Reeses..........ok. i'm done now. just had to get that off my chest. chocolate is the devil. amen.
Yeah, so the whole goal motiff is getting depressing. Lets move onto Easter outfits. Now, I was sitting there rocking my little lady Rebekah today and thinking about Easter outfits for my girls. Here is what crossed my mind in the span of, oh, about ten seconds...
"Oh, crap, it's Easter on Sunday and I don't have Easter dresses for the girls. Do I need new Easter dresses for the girls? Who came up with the whole 'have to have a new, springy, cutsy, pastel dress on Easter Sunday, preferably with a matching bonnet' theme? Obviously someone who loves shopping for clothes and has way too much time and money on their hands. So why don't I want to get cute, matching Easter dresses for my girls? Grandmas would love to see cute pictures of cute girls in cute matching Easter dresses...It's not that I can't afford them...I could...but do I want to spend that money on cute new dresses they don't need? NO! I don't want to spend my money on cute matching Easter dresses! And do I love to shop for cute matching Easter dresses? NO! Oh, do I feel like the Easter grinch now...
Ah, another depressing topic. Moving on to the last, more pleasant thought of the day...
Oh, yeah....It's my BIRTHDAY tomorrow!
ok, I give up.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
I LOVE HIM!!
This was the closing song for Family Home Evening this week:
Such a little man!
Oh, and for those of you who don't know and can't understand the lyrics:
I am a child of God, and He has sent me here. Has given me an earthly home, with parents kind and dear. Lead me, guide me, walk beside me, help me find the way. Teach me all that I must do, to live with Him someday.
It's pretty much the most well known children's song in our church - comparable to Jesus Loves Me in other denominations. It's one of my favorite hymns.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Kiddos
Kaylee's artwork was chosen to be on display at City Hall! Each elementary school in the city picked a handful of artwork. We got to attend a reception this past Tuesday to oooohhh and aaahhhh. So proud of my little budding artist!
Wednesday mornings usually finds us at the First Baptist open gym time. It is the highlight of Aaron's week. :)Rebekah just sits and takes it all in.
And if we're lucky we get one of these. :) 
Lovin' life with my kiddos! Friday, March 25, 2011
Blonde Moments
This is how the dictionary defines a blonde moment:
a brief mental lapse, as of judgment or memory
an instance of acting dumb or scatterbrained; momentary forgetfulness or ditziness
I am blonde, and I have these.
A few examples:
Example 1 is a clip from a previous blog post:
We went to an indoor play place about a half-mile from the mall. It was a great way to kill a few hours and get the energy out. The funniest thing happened...Aaron found this little friend and I was making small talk with the mom...I asked her how old her little boy was. She said, "Oh, she's 3." Whoops. Honest mistake. Neutral colors, hair could go either way, no bows...how was I supposed to know? So a little while later, Aaron was getting a little too aggressive and pushed her...the words that came out of my mouth in front of her mom were, "Aaron, did you just hit him?" OK, embarassing. I mumbled a quick apology to the mom and made Aaron apologize for the push. It wasn't going well. Fast forward about 15 minutes...still making small talk...the mom is really nice and we're having a great conversation. I look over at the kids playing and say, "He has the cutest hair!" Then I said in a loud, frustrated voice, "SHE, I'm sorry!!!" Thankfully I got it right after that, but MAN!! Not one of my better playdates!
Example 2 is famous in the Wadley (my maiden name) family folklore:
I am 12 years old. My family is back in the States from a long hiatus in Germany and England and we all decide to go get some frozen yogurt. It's a nice day so we sit outside to eat. I'm thirsty. Mom tells me to go inside and ask the counter man if there's a drinking fountain, so I do. He tells me it's around the back, so out I go. After fiddling with it and not being able to get it to spue forth the water that I am now desperately in need of, I go back and tell mom, who has Uncle John go help me. I take him around back, he takes a look at it, tries not to laugh, and turns right around to go back to mom, where he proceeds to tell her I was trying to turn on a gas meter. :)
Example 3 happened a couple of weeks ago:
We took the kids bowling. Kaylee had free coupons for getting good grades in school. We set up the computer screen so we could start and noticed as they started bowling the screen wasn't working, so I went to tell the guy at the counter. He fixed it and off we went. About 4 frames away from the end, the screen popped up a scrolling message that read, "PREPAID LIMIT EXPIRED", or something like that. This is how I saw it: "PREP AID LIMIT EXPIRED". After getting frustrated with not being able to understand it, I asked Shawn what in the heck "PREP AID" was. :) (I still say there was a bigger space between those two letters than the rest...)
Example 4 happened a few days ago:
Aaron, Rebekah and I are at the mall kids play area. There is a nice older lady there with her two grandkids...one looks about 4 and the other 2. She is pointing out how the floor carpet area is a map of the Corpus Christi Bay and surrounding areas, something I had just noticed that morning. Anyway, I was walking back and forth bouncing Rebekah, and as I was coming back towards her and her granddaughter she looked at me while saying, "What does that say?" She was pointing to the floor where it said "Corpus Christi". So after about half a second where I was wondering if she was blind, I said, "Corpus Christi". She looked at me and said, "She can read it," meaning her granddaughter. DUH! She was asking her granddaughter to help her practice her reading. Like I needed to practice my reading!!!! After mumbling something about thinking she was asking me, I sheepishly walked to my seat and hid my red face in Rebekah's hair.
So you see my friends, there are such things as "blonde moments", and as an often embarrassed blonde, I just have to say that looking back on these moments I find them hilarious and hope you do too. What is life without laughter? Glad I could provide some. :)
a brief mental lapse, as of judgment or memory
an instance of acting dumb or scatterbrained; momentary forgetfulness or ditziness
I am blonde, and I have these.
A few examples:
Example 1 is a clip from a previous blog post:
We went to an indoor play place about a half-mile from the mall. It was a great way to kill a few hours and get the energy out. The funniest thing happened...Aaron found this little friend and I was making small talk with the mom...I asked her how old her little boy was. She said, "Oh, she's 3." Whoops. Honest mistake. Neutral colors, hair could go either way, no bows...how was I supposed to know? So a little while later, Aaron was getting a little too aggressive and pushed her...the words that came out of my mouth in front of her mom were, "Aaron, did you just hit him?" OK, embarassing. I mumbled a quick apology to the mom and made Aaron apologize for the push. It wasn't going well. Fast forward about 15 minutes...still making small talk...the mom is really nice and we're having a great conversation. I look over at the kids playing and say, "He has the cutest hair!" Then I said in a loud, frustrated voice, "SHE, I'm sorry!!!" Thankfully I got it right after that, but MAN!! Not one of my better playdates!
Example 2 is famous in the Wadley (my maiden name) family folklore:
I am 12 years old. My family is back in the States from a long hiatus in Germany and England and we all decide to go get some frozen yogurt. It's a nice day so we sit outside to eat. I'm thirsty. Mom tells me to go inside and ask the counter man if there's a drinking fountain, so I do. He tells me it's around the back, so out I go. After fiddling with it and not being able to get it to spue forth the water that I am now desperately in need of, I go back and tell mom, who has Uncle John go help me. I take him around back, he takes a look at it, tries not to laugh, and turns right around to go back to mom, where he proceeds to tell her I was trying to turn on a gas meter. :)
Example 3 happened a couple of weeks ago:
We took the kids bowling. Kaylee had free coupons for getting good grades in school. We set up the computer screen so we could start and noticed as they started bowling the screen wasn't working, so I went to tell the guy at the counter. He fixed it and off we went. About 4 frames away from the end, the screen popped up a scrolling message that read, "PREPAID LIMIT EXPIRED", or something like that. This is how I saw it: "PREP AID LIMIT EXPIRED". After getting frustrated with not being able to understand it, I asked Shawn what in the heck "PREP AID" was. :) (I still say there was a bigger space between those two letters than the rest...)
Example 4 happened a few days ago:
Aaron, Rebekah and I are at the mall kids play area. There is a nice older lady there with her two grandkids...one looks about 4 and the other 2. She is pointing out how the floor carpet area is a map of the Corpus Christi Bay and surrounding areas, something I had just noticed that morning. Anyway, I was walking back and forth bouncing Rebekah, and as I was coming back towards her and her granddaughter she looked at me while saying, "What does that say?" She was pointing to the floor where it said "Corpus Christi". So after about half a second where I was wondering if she was blind, I said, "Corpus Christi". She looked at me and said, "She can read it," meaning her granddaughter. DUH! She was asking her granddaughter to help her practice her reading. Like I needed to practice my reading!!!! After mumbling something about thinking she was asking me, I sheepishly walked to my seat and hid my red face in Rebekah's hair.
So you see my friends, there are such things as "blonde moments", and as an often embarrassed blonde, I just have to say that looking back on these moments I find them hilarious and hope you do too. What is life without laughter? Glad I could provide some. :)
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Recent Pics and Happenings...
Last week was Texas Public School week at Kay's school. Here she is all decked out in her western gear...
This one is getting more and more interactive...we have regular "conversations" every day now.
Someone had a birthday!! This year was a "friend year". (We alternate every-other-year between family parties and friend parties). So the girl got to invite some friends to Peter Piper Pizza to celebrate.
This one has been sleeping better and better at nights. She will regularly go 6-8 hours now, feed, and go back for another 2-4. :)
He has been learning to hit the ball! It is his current favorite activity, and he's getting pretty dang good at it!
Notice the half smile (we get a lot of big ones these days), and the top-notch! And the thighs :) She was 11 and a half pounds at her 2 month - 75th percentile!
Kay's class at school went to the Nadatorium for a weeks worth of swim lessons. She had a great time!
That's what's been going on around here...what have you been up to?
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