Halloween 2009

Mommy's Little Pirate

Go Go Dancer Georgia!

Yes, I know, it's been quite some time since I updated the blog. Life's been a little crazy and busy this year. Anyhow, enjoy the pics from Halloween.

The kids had a great time this year. It was the first year that Georgia has gone Trick or Treating in the neighborhood. We've always attended the Fall Fest at our church, but this year we did a Trunk or Treat at church. Since I was still pretty weak (recovering from flu-like symptoms) the gameplan was for me to stay home with Mister B while Georgia and Jeremy walked went Trick or Treating with Daisy. Brandon wouldn't have any of that!! He ran down the sidewalk and I had to chase him. I was winded just two houses down. Needless to say, Brandon joined them and he had a fa-boo-lous time asking for candy. Jeremy said he was actually polite and said "TANK YOU" to all our neighbors!

Now it's time for candy detox!

Brandon NEEDS a horse...and maybe a longhorn, too!

Yesterday I took the kids to the FW Zoo for a few hours. Georgia had a fantastic time learning about the wild animals, but Brandon was only interested in the horses and longhorns. Let's see...he loved the horses at Texas Wild! He couldn't get enough of the carousel (we rode it twice). And he threw down his brand new lolli-pop when he saw the coin guzzling ride-on horse! The horse ate a dollar's worth of my quarters. He also screamed "MOO" at the longhorn head on the restuarant's wall during our snack break.

All this from a boy who is terrified of cowboy boots. What ever will we do during the Santa Rosa Roundup????

Georgia's 7th Birthday Party

We celebrated Georgia's 7th birthday last weekend. The kiddos came over for pizza and cake and once the boys left the fun really started! Georgia had a slumber party for 5 girls. They had a great time watching movies and doing crafts, but boy was I tired Saturday.

Next year I think we'll just go to the FW Zoo again!

Dressed For The Weather

I dreaded spring-time weather growing up. I lived in tornado alley and yes, I thought my mom overreacted about the storms. If the weather guy forecasted possible tornados, my mom would make us go to bed in our clothes. We'd have a jacket and our shoes by the end of the bed. I remember going down to the cellar before the sirens would even go off. And I also remember spending the night in that cellar. Thank goodness Dad had the it carpeted and outfitted with electricity. It was actually our playroon.

Now that I am a mom and married to a man who is terrified by storms, I find myself preparing my family for possible storms. Take tonight for instance. Jeremy was on a flight from Charlotte and I was alone with the kids. We enjoyed a great evening and I even got Brandon to bed WITHOUT his pacifier. I double checked the weather and sure enough, Keller was getting pelted with hail. I decided to go ahead and get the dogs inside. Then I started getting everything in place (just in case the storm got nasty). I had to wake up Georgia to move her downstairs, but I told her she'd be waiting for Jeremy. She didn't even realize it was storming. Bradon woke up and I was forced to find a pacifier. Dang those storms!

Well, GP hardly got any bad weather. We only had hard rain, but I was prepared! Jeans on, tennis shoeson, socks and shoes on PJ dressed kids, jackets for kids, packed diaper bag, charged cell phone, laptop to watch wfaa.com, drinks and snacks. I guess the memories of April 10, 1979 still make me appreciate the power of the storms.

MIA Capris

We have never had good luck with family or kids' portraits. Now don't get me wrong, the pictures always turn out great but we always have drama! This last Saturday was no exception to our rule as the portrait session will always be remembered by the missing capri pants.

Georgia and Brandon were both having their pictures taken this go round. Everything seemed to be falling into place, that is, until it was time for Georgia to get cleaned up. Georgia and I had picked out two really cute outfits and we had packed one and laid the other one out. This was our mistake. I guess that the pretty capri pants were too tempting for Brandon because when Georgia got out of the shower they were no where to be seen! We searched high and low for those silly pants but we couldn't find them. We ended up changing her outfit and as you can see the pictures turned out fine regardless.

Once we got to the studio we had to wait, and wait, and wait. At one point Jeremy said that he'd rather go to Doug Bryan's for pictures!! I can't wait to make that appointment! Maybe by then we'll be able to find those capri pants...we still haven't found them. No telling what Brandon did with them!

Brandon's 2nd Birthday

We celebrated Brandon's birthday this past Saturday and had a wonderful time. Georgia was upset that we didn't invite more toddlers, but she quickly learned that 3 toddlers are more than enough! And Brandon enjoyed playing with the girls until it was time to share his cars. Overall, everyone had a good time watching the kiddos play.

Dog Cough

What? Georgia told me this morning that she calls her cough..."dog cough" or at least that's what she called it last year in kindergarten.

Isn't that funny. The names kids come up with for simple things. Instead of Georgia telling someone she has a rough cough, she tells them she has a dog cough. I guess she is describing her cough like the sounds the dog makes in Christmas Vacation.

Anyhow, I can learn from my daughter. Why do I describe things in such bland ways? Why can't, or better yet, why don't I describe things more colorfully? As an adult I have become set in my ways. I focus narrowly on the tasks at hand. I no longer find myself stopping to smell the roses. Maybe if I just slowed down and looked at things through the eyes of a child then maybe, just maybe I could make myself laugh!

By the way, Georgia is fine. She's just having a tough time with her allergies. Darn those weather changes!

amy

Welcome to My World

I'm hungry.



That is a phrase many parents hate to hear at bedtime. This is one of Georgia's famous tactics to delay going to bed nearly every night. Our normal counter attack is a glass of milk.



This past Tuesday night was no different. Jeremy and I got home late after visiting with old friends in Grapevine. When we got home Brandon was already asleep but Georgia just had to stay up and wait for us. She waited until the babysitter left and then she sprung it on us. She came downstairs and told us she was hungry. Not phased at all, Jeremy proceeded to walk her to the kitchen and make her some chocolate milk. As she was standing there sipping on her milk and grinning from ear to ear, Jeremy opened the fridge and stared at my half empty shelves. He talked to himself out loud and wondered what he wanted to eat.



Just like a comic on stage, Georgia piped in..."Welcome to my world!"



What a shocker for Jeremy and myself. We never thought we'd hear our 1st grader talk like an adult. Much less, we never thought she'd understand what she was actually saying. She understood all too well.

As parents we have laughed so much about the funny little things Georgia says, but we also hate to hear them. It's a double edged sword for us...on one hand we love that our daughter is growing up, but on the other hand we hate it.

Welcome to my world.

amy