My sweet grown up boy....about to start kindergarten.
August 21, 2009
Summer Days...
I let Braden choose what he wanted to do on his last "official" summer day without school - he chose the zoo. It was HOT but we managed not to melt!
August 18, 2009
8 years
New Braunfels
August 06, 2009
Mana
August 05, 2009
Up to Nothing
Well we've been stuck at home for the last few days. Blake has been sick - I think it's a virus as his only symptom is a fever. The boys have played in the pool, with trucks etc but I think they're going a little stir crazy. Sad huh? This morning Braden came up to me and asked me if his tooth was gone, I replied "Yes" then he says "I think I ate it with my bagel". So, we're 2 for 2. Maybe I'll get to see the next baby tooth that falls out!
He doesn't look sick does he? Cutie!
July 30, 2009
My Little Man
July 28, 2009
The Zoo
July 20, 2009
Rockstar
A friend of mine posted this article, it came from a MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) magazine...thought it was cute.
I live the life of a rock star. It's true! I have wild hair and make-up with frequent costume changes.
Everywhere I go I have an entourage. People are constantly yelling my name. I look out into the crowd and they're actually crying for me, reaching for me.
I have no privacy. I'm watched when I shower, when I'm cooking, even when I use the restroom...for my own protection, I'm sure.
When I go places I must do so quickly before my fans get out of control and start a riot. Every night a different guy wants to sleep with me. Each of them seems genuinely hurt when I turn him away.
Occasionally I get dirty undergarments whirled at me with a whoop and a smile. It's even hard sometimes to walk through my own home without someone spotting me and trying to grab my legs or my clothing.
Oh and don't forget about the stalkers! You know those crazed fans that follow you everywhere? Why, I can't even talk on the phone in the pantry without an eye or two peeping in at me.
Yes it's true - I live the life of a rock star!"
I live the life of a rock star. It's true! I have wild hair and make-up with frequent costume changes.
Everywhere I go I have an entourage. People are constantly yelling my name. I look out into the crowd and they're actually crying for me, reaching for me.
I have no privacy. I'm watched when I shower, when I'm cooking, even when I use the restroom...for my own protection, I'm sure.
When I go places I must do so quickly before my fans get out of control and start a riot. Every night a different guy wants to sleep with me. Each of them seems genuinely hurt when I turn him away.
Occasionally I get dirty undergarments whirled at me with a whoop and a smile. It's even hard sometimes to walk through my own home without someone spotting me and trying to grab my legs or my clothing.
Oh and don't forget about the stalkers! You know those crazed fans that follow you everywhere? Why, I can't even talk on the phone in the pantry without an eye or two peeping in at me.
Yes it's true - I live the life of a rock star!"
July 13, 2009
Blake - 6 months
July 05, 2009
Summer Fun
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