Thursday, September 27, 2012

It didn't hurt.

So, you know I've been busy, but I have to tell you that Evie got her ears pierced!!! She was so cute, very brave, and happy about it all.  We told her it wouldn't hurt, and she didn't even flinch.  I screamed like a banshee when they pierced my ears, but that was way back when they used a mechanism that looked like a pistol.  These days, it's not quite so traumatic.

Excited to get started.

George watched the action.

Waiting for the holes to be pierced.

Her first look.

Pretty finale.

This was actually how we wrapped up Evie's birthday weekend after two slumber parties at her Aunt Mary's house.  Those pictures are on their way.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Holding onto my hat . . .

Crazy week last week and another one in store for this week. I promise I'll be back with lots to share!  Until then, have a wonderful week!

Thursday, September 20, 2012


Freaking hilarious. It makes me wonder if they had a camera in our house.
Parents rap about maintaining their household by videosonlytube

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

All About Evie

Evie was assigned her first school project for first grade.  She has to do a presentation called "All About Me."  I'm grateful that this should be a pretty easy project.  She has to include five facts about herself written down in her very best handwriting and be creative about how to present it.  I'm just not very creative, so we came up with five facts and then decided to take pictures showing those five facts.  I'm printing out the pictures and then she can glue them to a posterboard.  You are lucky because I'm giving you a preview of her presentation.


Evie likes peanut butter sandwiches.

Evie has two brothers and zero sisters.

Evie has two dogs.

Evie has an American Girl doll.

Evie loves Barbies.

Now you know all about Evie!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Pumpkin Head

He asked to pose like this with a pumpkin.  He even moved the pumpkin himself. 

What can I say?  I don't really understand him, but he's darn adorable when his fingers aren't up his nose or down his pants!


These stories amaze me.  This summer, a local five-year old boy named Strother was in a car accident and paralyzed.  Despite this, he started kindergarten on time in August.  You can find out more about his story by clicking HERE.  I don't know this miraculous young man or his family, but I'm a huge fan and hope I'll be able to meet him one day.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Thursday's Treat

Just a little song to make you smile. 
For some reason, listening to this song makes me long for College Station.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012


George has asked me twice, "What does 'important' mean?"

I've struggled to find words to explain this to George, but obviously I'm failing to convey the meaning since he continues to ask what it means.

Finally, I resorted to the dictionary this morning.  The definition I read to him was "of great significance or value; likely to have a profound effect on success, survival or well being."  Understandably, I received a blank stare in return.  I also tried to explain that he likes his cars a lot and they mean a lot to him because he wouldn't want anything to happen to them, so that means they are important to him.  He still seems confused.

Anyone else have an idea of how to explain the word "important" to a three-year old?

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

More than just another day . . .

There are only a handful of events in your life that truly define who you are and who you will become.  I'm sad to say that September 11th is one of those events that will always be with me.  It will always be a broken part of my heart, knowing that our lives and our freedom are more delicate than we believe.  There are never sufficient words to describe the feelings, memories, or sadness that I experience on the anniversary of September 11th, nor the profound sense of American pride that I felt and witnessed in 2001.  I have never seen an event so totally unite this nation.  It was surreal.  It was frightening.  It was history.  And I lived a part of it.

Today, I came across this blog post by Meg Cabot.  She's an amazing author, but this description of her September 11th experience tells of things I've never heard of, even in the 11 years since the event took place.  Read it and relive the day that re-shaped this nation.

I am, as ever, proud to be an American, and grateful to those who defend us.

Monday, September 10, 2012

What a full weekend!

A weekend alone with the kids really might be too much exposure for a mom like me, but I managed to keep my sanity and tried to keep the kids occupied for most of the time so we weren't stuck in the house like mice in a cage -- that is never a good weekend.  Friday I tried to take them to a movie, but there were no kids movies out --how does that happen?  So, instead I took them to eat at a restaurant called Piola. 

One of George's many admirers from our local Starbucks owns Piola so we were welcomed to a fancy adult restaurant with open arms even though my hooligans were the only children there.  I finally relaxed when they removed the wine glasses, but they served up everything in glass anyway so the risk of breaking something was still pretty high. 

My friend saw this picture and mentioned that she loved that George had a vodka tonic, while the other two were stuck with water.  It does look like that and I was cracking up.  To be clear, he was drinking water out of a smaller glass for ease.

Luckily, we got out of the restaurant without making too much of a scene and we didn't break anything either.  Success!  There was a really risky point when I had to use the restroom and I left the kids at the table with a threat to take away all their toys, television, hopes and dreams, etc. if they acted up or had moved from their seats before I got back.  I swear I've never peed so fast in my life, but when I got back to the table, the 70-year old couple at the table next to us leaned over and announced that "They didn't move an inch, while you were gone."  The kids looked at me and nodded their heads.  I was sufficiently impressed with the effectiveness of my parental threats.  Well done, me. 

While we were there, we also checked out their very cool patio area.  It was 102 degrees Friday so the patio was empty, but it was fully reserved for Saturday because the weather was forecast to be in the 80s.  And that forecast was fabulously correct!

After dinner, we picked up lots of candy at CVS, headed home and curled up in pillows and blankets and watched The Lorax.  Despite having to watch a kids movie, I got some snuggle time out of the deal.

Then I made the mistake of allowing the kids to sleep in my room.  This was a pretty unsuccessful endeavor, and the kids were up way too late considering that Evie's soccer game started at 8:30 a.m. the next morning.  Nonetheless, they were pretty cute curled up on the floor of my bedroom.  I tried to take a picture of Luke and Evie, but they fell asleep in the dark part of the room, but my baby George fell asleep right under a lamp.  I don't really understand how he works, except that he really wanted to sleep with that tractor you see in the bottom left of the picture.  Mission accomplished.

The weather was absolutely perfect for Luke and Evie's first set of soccer games on Saturday!  By some cruel twist of fate, Evie's soccer game was at 8:30 a.m. If you don't know me well, let me tell you that I will do anything to sleep longer.  If I could get away with it, I'd sleep in my work clothes so that all I would have to do is roll out of bed and walk to the car.  Sadly, it doesn't work like that.  Ever.  Still, with all three kids in my charge I managed to get us all to the game and we were only a couple minutes late (if you don't count the twenty minutes we were supposed to be there before the game started).  So, yeah, basically we were late by twenty-two minutes.  But come on, it's freaking 8:30 a.m.!  No pictures of the game because I was barely able to function without coffee.

By the time we got to Luke's game at noon, I was finally awake and we were preping to go to the TCU tailgate (which is just a few blocks from our house).  I got Evie and George changed and they had fun wandering around the fields while I watched Luke attempt to play soccer.  I swear it gets more frustrating watching the kids play sports as they get older.  I can't stand the fact that he can't actually run.  It looks more like speed walking.  I think I'm going to have to take him running with me -- I speak as though I'm an athlete - ha! 

Directly after Luke's team was massacred, we headed over to the TCU tailgate, where I promptly found a seat, cracked a beer, and watched the Aggie's put up a good fight against Florida.  Thanks to my friend Ken, for hosting such a delicious tailgate, and to Ken's mom who took my kids to Frog Alley for about 45 minutes.  She's the greatest! So, for the day, we were TCU Frog fans, dressed in our purple and white.  Plus, we got to see the kids summer nanny all decked out in her dance team gear and we waived to her as she marched into the stadium.  Fun times!

Before the game even started, the kids and I trudged back to the house against the crowd that was converging on the campus of TCU.  That place was packed.  People were parking in front of our house and we really don't live that close.

The next morning the kids started a new year of Sunday School.  New classes and new teachers, but most importantly, George got to go to Sunday School this year.  He was super excited about being grown up enough to go to his very own class.  He walked in without even saying "goodbye" and he loved it!  The other two considered the classes pretty unexciting, so nothing new there.  Then we headed home to clean up our mess from the weekend before Chucky Love got home.  It's always nice to start the week with a fairly clean house.  This is not to indicate that it was anywhere close to "company-ready" but it was looking way better than it did Saturday night.

But the biggest news (if you managed to read this entire post) is that we are growing our family!  That's right, please welcome the newest member of our family . . .

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We officially "adopted" a little goldfish from Junior Woman's Club.  They had 14 goldfish at the Opening Day of the club - themed around The Cat in the Hat.  So, my friend (who is anti-internet and therefore cropped out of the picture) and I adopted some sweet goldfish. 

I brought mine home and really wish I had captured the looks on the kids faces when I pulled this little fish out of my handbag.  Even Chuck smiled while he groaned.  After asking if we got to keep it, Evie asked me to promise that I wouldn't cook it.  I rolled my eyes, looked at her with exasperation and promised that I wouldn't cook or eat the fish.  Geez.  What exactly does she think of me? 

The kids promptly suggested names for the fish.  George and Evie chose "Goldie" -- pretty freaking unimaginative in my opinion.  Luke suggested "Sunburn".  Chuck and I are big fans of the name Sunburn, but I think it will be a split household for a while.  George and Evie are pretty insistent on "Goldie".  Oh well.  Without further delay, please welcome Sunburn/Goldie to the family!

Friday, September 7, 2012

Get ready for Random

I know, I know, I know.

I totally suck these days.

I don't know why.

So, instead of having anything specific to say, here are some random thoughts.

  • I saw a man in a kilt washing windows yesterday.  Hmm . . . yup, I have no idea what that was about, but in Fort Worth that is very, very random.

  • George turned down the bowl of cheerio's I made him for breakfast this morning and made his own version of the Breakfast of Champions -- A lunchables pizza.  I'm cool with it if he cooks it.  And he did.
  • My car is giving me trouble . . . again.  It's really starting to piss me off.
  • The kids have their first soccer games this weekend.  I'm annoyed that we have the first game at 8:30 a.m.  Why can't they start just one hour later.  I like to sleep in on the weekends (and every other day of the week for that matter).
  • I'm obsessed with this song called Far Away by Ingrid Michaelson right now.  Enjoy.

  • The kids got to go to the lake last weekend where they could not get enough of riding around in these boats.  I, on the other hand, couldn't get enough wine in my system, so while I was wading through the water in my clothes to take these shots, I fell in the lake completely, but managed to save the phone. Whew!  Sadly, I gave up trying to take pictures of the other kids too.  So, all you get is George.  But let me assure you that Luke and Evie were experts at getting around in these things.

  • I took Walter to Soccer practice last week and I instantly became the favorite parent on the field.  Kids swarmed around me during their water breaks to pet the dog.  I had no idea.  I let Evie walk him around the playground and she had the same experience.  Several of the admirers had left by the time I took this picture.

  • After arriving home from Paris, I have had more cappuccinos than I ever had before then.  Strange how that works.  Cappuccinos in Paris were delicious.
  • My mom has lost 20 pounds on Weight Watchers and looks fantastic.  Check this out!

  • Last week we went to a local Mexican Restaurant called Pulido's where there was a man playing a harp and apparently he has played at the White House, Carnegie Hall, and other prestigious venues. Random?  Yes, I think so too.  He was amazing!  The kids couldn't take their eyes off of him, and neither could I.  He was really good!
[I had a video here, but it won't upload. Bummer]

  • On my facebook page a while ago, it suggested that I might like these two pages.

Really? Um, no thank you.

But then it suggested I might like these two pages.

Oh, hell yeah! Yes, please!

Remember, I promised random, and this shit is random.  And sadly, that's all I've got for now.  I'll probably have soccer updates next week. Y'all enjoy it!