Brooke had her 50's- 60's month at school and she had to be Shirley Temple. Which is a pretty easy one if you can just get those curls. Although Brooke didn't lighten her hair for the program she did work the curls and had of course a Lollipop.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Sledding
Spent the Sunday afternoon sledding. I realized how out of shape I am by climbing the hills over and over again. But it was a good time. We made some snow angels and had some snowball fights as well. 
Friday, February 13, 2009
She Cracks Me UP
This woman cracks me up! Check her blog out sometime Confessions of a Pioneer Woman. Below is her post from today and I would say it would be grounds for divorce. :) Please read her post below...........
Grounds for DivorceFeb. 13, 2009
Say you live in the country. Say you live in the country and for the past twelve-odd years you’ve developed a heightened sense of alert—a beneficial heightened sense of alert—when walking around the house at night because you never know when a wayward snake has made its way into your house. Say you never walk in the yard at night without a flashlight. Say snakes are always a distinct possibility and in fact, a nice lady on a neighboring ranch recently lost her toe after being bitten by a baby rattler while climbing into her bed one night.
Say all of that.
Then say your husband takes your children to the zoo in the big city one day, evidently finds this item at the zoo gift shop, and places it on the floor next to your bed on a Thursday night in February:
And say you don’t notice it as you’re about to crawl into bed, because all you can think about is getting into the warm bed with your equally warm husband. Then, say your husband—who purportedly loves and cares about your psychological well-being—says, gently, “Hey, honey…did my pillow fall down there?” And you look, immediately see the snake, scream bloody murder, and convulse and dive over to the other side of the bed. And as you try to calm yourself down after realizing the snake isn’t real, implementing breathing techniques and talking yourself down from a wicked episode of tachycardia, your husband—again, who purportedly loves and cares about your psychological well-being—can’t even see through the tears of laughter in his eyes. Say, in fact, that you don’t remember your husband ever laughing quite that uncontrollably.
And say, when the kids get up at 6:14 Friday morning, your husband is still so elated over his successful prank that he spends over twenty minutes re-enacting the whole scene for them. Twice. And say your children, at 6:55, are still laughing and saying, “Tell us again, Daddy! Tell us again!”
Who gets to continue living here? Me? Or them?
Say you live in the country. Say you live in the country and for the past twelve-odd years you’ve developed a heightened sense of alert—a beneficial heightened sense of alert—when walking around the house at night because you never know when a wayward snake has made its way into your house. Say you never walk in the yard at night without a flashlight. Say snakes are always a distinct possibility and in fact, a nice lady on a neighboring ranch recently lost her toe after being bitten by a baby rattler while climbing into her bed one night.
Say all of that.
Then say your husband takes your children to the zoo in the big city one day, evidently finds this item at the zoo gift shop, and places it on the floor next to your bed on a Thursday night in February:
And say you don’t notice it as you’re about to crawl into bed, because all you can think about is getting into the warm bed with your equally warm husband. Then, say your husband—who purportedly loves and cares about your psychological well-being—says, gently, “Hey, honey…did my pillow fall down there?” And you look, immediately see the snake, scream bloody murder, and convulse and dive over to the other side of the bed. And as you try to calm yourself down after realizing the snake isn’t real, implementing breathing techniques and talking yourself down from a wicked episode of tachycardia, your husband—again, who purportedly loves and cares about your psychological well-being—can’t even see through the tears of laughter in his eyes. Say, in fact, that you don’t remember your husband ever laughing quite that uncontrollably.
And say, when the kids get up at 6:14 Friday morning, your husband is still so elated over his successful prank that he spends over twenty minutes re-enacting the whole scene for them. Twice. And say your children, at 6:55, are still laughing and saying, “Tell us again, Daddy! Tell us again!”
Who gets to continue living here? Me? Or them?
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Oh Yeah! He loves it.....
Brady received his "suprise" in the mail last week and has worn it every night. Very soft and fuzy robe to keep my little boy warm.
Daddy's Back
After a week trip to St. Louis for some schooling, Chuck made it back this afternoon to relax a day with his family. 
And wrestle a bit with the kids. So went from having only 2 kids home to 2 kids and one big kid. If you know what I mean. :) Oh well they enjoy wrestling around for hours until mom says enough. 
Friday, January 30, 2009
Cool Stuff
I came across this site today, and thought they had some really cute ideas for cards for Valentine's Day. They have other holidays as well. I think I will do some ordering from them for my family and friends in the future. We never know what to do with cards we get throughout the year, but these would be something personal for them and cards worth keeping. And hey Valentine's Day is just around the corner.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Crazy For Bargains-Fun Sleepwear
My son has been asking for a robe?? Weird Huh? I never thought he would be interested at all in wearing one as his PJ's usually are a comfortable pair of plaid pants with NO shirt. But the other day I heard him tell his dad he wanted one and just last night he asked if he could wear mine. :) I told him that mine would most likely be to long/big for him to wear. So today I thought I would look online and see what I could find. I found him one here. He loves sports of any kind and is currently learning basketball skills so that's what I chose. I think he will like his surprise!
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