Where do I find one? The blogger ones are boring and I want something new!
Any ideas? Please help this blogger with no technical skills ... HA!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Busy Weekend!
Our weekend was busy and HOT!
I am dreading July and August if it's already 100 degrees in May - YIKES!
I hope everyone enjoyed their long weekend - we sure did!
Now off to get the kids to bed!
PS: Next Saturday (31st) our 'hood is having a garage sale and we'll be participating. If anyone has something they'd like to sell, bring it on by!
I am dreading July and August if it's already 100 degrees in May - YIKES!
We decided to spend money we didn't have this weekend.
We bought some of these cool things at IKEA to try to keep the playroom organized (we'll see if it helps!) and a friend gave us their train table for Elliot. I need to go take a picture of the playroom while things are put away.
We ordered a new dining table from Rooms To Go ... wish I could show you a picture ... but it's not online for some reason! Unfortunately the table is out of stock ... so we might not get it until July ... but we are excited!
We are also selling our couch to a guy Wayne works with and will be getting Nancy and Eddie's old one (well, it's really not THAT old ... HA) .... wow, our house is going to look completely different by the time summer is over!I hope everyone enjoyed their long weekend - we sure did!
Now off to get the kids to bed!
PS: Next Saturday (31st) our 'hood is having a garage sale and we'll be participating. If anyone has something they'd like to sell, bring it on by!
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Elliot's new tricks ....
Elliot is getting more and more mobile lately and it's so much fun!
He gets so excited when he realizes he can do something new!
Emily is learning the joys of having a mobile brother.
I think she liked him better when she could BRING him the stuff she wanted him to play with ... now that he can actually go GET the things he WANTS ... she's not so sure about this brother thing - HA
on the move ...
OK, now what do I do?
Look at me ... !
Hey, Mom ... I am ready for my drivers test now ...
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Buddies!
Meghan took this cute picture at Harper's party last weekend!
For those of you who always hear Emily talking about Bella, JT and Zach here's a picture :)
WOW!!! I still can't believe how big these kiddos are getting - where does the time go???
Bella is in Kinder this year and JT and Emily will start in the fall (YIKES)
AND baby Zach turns THREE this summer - WOW!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
These are two of my favorite mom emails ... I see them often and LOVE to get them!
(I'm probably not supposed to post since I don't know who to give credit to ... but oh well!)
Have a WONDERFUL day!
MOTHERS and MOMS
This is for the mothers who have sat up
all night with sick toddlers in their arms,
wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer
wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying,
"It's okay honey, Mommy's here."
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end
soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at
work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and
make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.
And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to
babies they'll never see. And the mothers
who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art
collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
And for all the mothers who froze their buns
on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead
of watching from the warmth of their cars.
And that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?"
they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world," and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids
in the grocery store and swat them in despair when
they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner.
And for all the mothers who count to ten instead,
but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with
their children and explained all about making
babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go
hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read "Goodnight,
Moon" twice a night for a year. And then
read it again, "Just one more time."
This is for all the mothers who taught
their children to tie their shoelaces before
they started school. And for all the mothers
who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons
to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns
automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?"
in a crowd, even though they know their
own offspring are at home -- or even away
at college -- or have their own families.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids
to school with stomach aches, assuring them
they'd be just FINE once they got there, only
to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone
astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
For all the mothers of the victims of
recent school shootings, and the mothers
of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors,
and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs
in horror, hugging their child
who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their
children to be peaceful, and now pray
they come home safely from a war.
What makes a good mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?
The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and
sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart?
Is it the ache she feels when she
watches her son or daughter disappear
down the street, walking to school alone
for the very first time?
The jolt that takes her from sleep to
dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put
her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again
at 2 A.M. when she just wants to hear
their key in the door and know they
are safe again in her home?
Or the need to flee from wherever she is
and hug her child when she hears news
of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are
universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper
changes and sleep deprivation....
And for mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us...
Hang in there. In the end we can
only do the best we can. Tell them
every day that we love them. And pray
and never stop being a mother....
BEFORE I WAS A MOM ...
Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
(I'm probably not supposed to post since I don't know who to give credit to ... but oh well!)
Have a WONDERFUL day!
MOTHERS and MOMS
This is for the mothers who have sat up
all night with sick toddlers in their arms,
wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer
wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying,
"It's okay honey, Mommy's here."
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end
soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at
work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and
make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.
And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to
babies they'll never see. And the mothers
who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art
collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
And for all the mothers who froze their buns
on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead
of watching from the warmth of their cars.
And that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?"
they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world," and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids
in the grocery store and swat them in despair when
they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner.
And for all the mothers who count to ten instead,
but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with
their children and explained all about making
babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go
hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read "Goodnight,
Moon" twice a night for a year. And then
read it again, "Just one more time."
This is for all the mothers who taught
their children to tie their shoelaces before
they started school. And for all the mothers
who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons
to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns
automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?"
in a crowd, even though they know their
own offspring are at home -- or even away
at college -- or have their own families.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids
to school with stomach aches, assuring them
they'd be just FINE once they got there, only
to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone
astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
For all the mothers of the victims of
recent school shootings, and the mothers
of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors,
and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs
in horror, hugging their child
who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their
children to be peaceful, and now pray
they come home safely from a war.
What makes a good mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?
The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and
sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart?
Is it the ache she feels when she
watches her son or daughter disappear
down the street, walking to school alone
for the very first time?
The jolt that takes her from sleep to
dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put
her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again
at 2 A.M. when she just wants to hear
their key in the door and know they
are safe again in her home?
Or the need to flee from wherever she is
and hug her child when she hears news
of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are
universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper
changes and sleep deprivation....
And for mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us...
Hang in there. In the end we can
only do the best we can. Tell them
every day that we love them. And pray
and never stop being a mother....
BEFORE I WAS A MOM ...
Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Happy WAAAY late Birthday to Nana!
I was moving pictures over to the external HDD this weekend and realized I never posted these ... !!
Right before we left for our Griswald vacation we spent time in SA for Nancy's 29th Birthday! We had a great time visiting and eating :)
You'll see in the pictures we had some confetti eggs and it's hard to tell who gets a bigger kick out of them ... Nana or Emily?!
John and Traci brought some cool goodies for the kiddos from their Seattle trip.
Elliot an iPoo'd shirt - I can't wait until he grows into it because it's hilarious! Emily a great art clock. John and Emily drew some out-lines on the clock for Emily to fill in with paint and she completely changed gears when we got home. She ended up painting it "rainbow" colors ... I'll take a picture soon.
Right before we left for our Griswald vacation we spent time in SA for Nancy's 29th Birthday! We had a great time visiting and eating :)
You'll see in the pictures we had some confetti eggs and it's hard to tell who gets a bigger kick out of them ... Nana or Emily?!
John and Traci brought some cool goodies for the kiddos from their Seattle trip.
Elliot an iPoo'd shirt - I can't wait until he grows into it because it's hilarious! Emily a great art clock. John and Emily drew some out-lines on the clock for Emily to fill in with paint and she completely changed gears when we got home. She ended up painting it "rainbow" colors ... I'll take a picture soon.
Crawfish in Winnie!
We just spent the weekend in Winnie and were treated to a bottle fed Longhorn, a Longhorn birth, 350lbs of crawfish and mom dressed up in sparkles and a blonde afro wig … yes, sounds like a completely normal weekend with my family … HA!
Uncle Lester and Aunt Franny had a great crawfish boil at their beautiful home and invited a ton of people over to celebrate. It was a great time and I am still full from all the crawfish and yummy desserts!
Trent, Austen and Wayne were the official crawfish boilers (mostly Austen and Trent!) and they did a GREAT job! The crawfish were perfect …
Emily was able to bottle feed a baby calf (she’s sooooo cute!) and of course ride on the steers . Then Sunday morning when she was helping Me Me in the flower bed, she got to see a baby be born! Well, almost … Mom saw the calf “plop out” and Emily was able to see him/her seconds later. It is amazing how quickly baby cows can get up and run around … very cool!
Now back to the blonde afro wig … Lester and Franny needed some entertainment for their party and did they get it! First there were Lester’s Exxon friends – they were good and put on a fun show!! THEN came Mom, Regina and Joan … talk about funny! It was the first time Austen and I were able to see mom perform and we laughed and giggled and laughed some more. Dad said last time he saw her perform he was in the hospital for a week … HA! I thought they did a great job! Too funny! I'm just sad I didn't have a video camera ... it would have been great to be able to put that up on YouTube!
Elliot got a kick out of the crawfish ... he ate them, the played with them and he laughed at them. Emily wouldn't go near them, but she enjoyed sticking Elliot's hand in the tub of crawfish (before they were boiled!) ... man, when he's old enough to get her back, it's going to be funny!
I’m sure I missed something, but here are a few pictures for your enjoyment!
sweet new baby (not even an hour old!)
this little baby is 2 weeks old
A bunch of jackasses ... HA
Elliot dancin'
"I am going to swim today ... "
Mom, Regina and Joan
Mom, Regina and Joan
Dad on Big Red (their new steer )
Uncle Lester and Aunt Franny had a great crawfish boil at their beautiful home and invited a ton of people over to celebrate. It was a great time and I am still full from all the crawfish and yummy desserts!
Trent, Austen and Wayne were the official crawfish boilers (mostly Austen and Trent!) and they did a GREAT job! The crawfish were perfect …
Emily was able to bottle feed a baby calf (she’s sooooo cute!) and of course ride on the steers . Then Sunday morning when she was helping Me Me in the flower bed, she got to see a baby be born! Well, almost … Mom saw the calf “plop out” and Emily was able to see him/her seconds later. It is amazing how quickly baby cows can get up and run around … very cool!
Now back to the blonde afro wig … Lester and Franny needed some entertainment for their party and did they get it! First there were Lester’s Exxon friends – they were good and put on a fun show!! THEN came Mom, Regina and Joan … talk about funny! It was the first time Austen and I were able to see mom perform and we laughed and giggled and laughed some more. Dad said last time he saw her perform he was in the hospital for a week … HA! I thought they did a great job! Too funny! I'm just sad I didn't have a video camera ... it would have been great to be able to put that up on YouTube!
Elliot got a kick out of the crawfish ... he ate them, the played with them and he laughed at them. Emily wouldn't go near them, but she enjoyed sticking Elliot's hand in the tub of crawfish (before they were boiled!) ... man, when he's old enough to get her back, it's going to be funny!
I’m sure I missed something, but here are a few pictures for your enjoyment!
Pretty!
sweet new baby (not even an hour old!)
this little baby is 2 weeks old
A bunch of jackasses ... HA
Elliot dancin'
"I am going to swim today ... "
Mom, Regina and Joan
Mom, Regina and Joan
Dad on Big Red (their new steer )
Here's the snapfish link for ALL the pictures .... !
Friday, May 02, 2008
New Snapfish Link
I haven't been the best at posting pictures lately ... and I realized this week I had not updated Snapfish folders since January (other than vacation!)
Here are all of 2008 ... I've added some new pictures for February, March and a couple for April!
Enjoy!
http://www1.snapfish.com/share/p=48321209780632236/l=373794687/g=7281183/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB
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