play time

having a blast down here in Texas. We were playing under sheets last night - you know you throw them in the air and they float/fall down - they kids went wild over it!

memories misty watercolored memories..

from the corners of my mind... (I really don't know the words, only the blurb from naked gun 22 1/2) oh.. I love that movie! (I wish I could remember my favorite quote from that movie better, I'll share it when I have a moment to watch it)

I was feeling a bit sentimental today and thought I'd post these pictures of Nick and I right before we moved to Tejas. I usually don't share these photos just because I'm looking quite rotund. Well, these don't showcase so much of the fat that they're illegal, so I'll post 'em.

swirl this car around!

yesterday was a bit of a braindead day for me. I'm not quite sure what was going on, but Nick told me several times that I should go back to bed. When he didn't say that he just looked at me funny. I had a great time! For instance, when we were leaving for church I was backing out of the garage to do a K-turn. Well, I didn't turn the wheel enough as I was going forward so I had to reverse again before I hit the flowerbed. Anyway, I exclaimed, "oh! I didn't swirl the car enough, sorry!" Swirl the car? you mean turn it?? yep. so all day I kept saying Nick you'd better behave or I'll swirl this car around! Yeah, I'm that cool. I think it's going to be my new saying.

What else... I continually got words mixed up and couldn't think of things. I blurted out random things that had no connection to anything else. Here's an example from our first year of marriage (because I honestly can't remember what I said yesterday): I was cleaning up the living room and was not wanting to pick up after Nick so I said, "is that your fork?" while pointing to a pen on the floor. Nick walked into the room as I repeated the question and he just burst out laughing. I think that instance keeps getting brought up at least once a month when I do something similar. I think it's early onset alzheimers. I really hope not. I say it's children - I guess it'd probably be dangerous if I had too many children there's no way to tell what would happen to me. I wish I could remember what else I did and said, all I know was I was singing a lot, talking a lot, and laughing a TON!

family time

Well, I finally get to blog about the vacation type things we've done! We didn't do anything, but Nick's family did. Chad, Michelle, Kendall, and Austin came down last wednesday and left (too soon!) on sunday. We had so much fun! We drove around looking for treasures and heckled each other. We ate and ate and ate! Austin played with Benji almost the whole time! Benji is so lonely now. Kendall hung out with the "big kids" and we had so much fun! They were here for so long and these 3 pictures are all I have documenting that they were here. How sad for me. The boys are playing with benji in the mcdonald's play thingy. Us girls are hanging out watching and waiting for Chad to bring us our meal. Such service. It was so sad when they had to leave, something about having to go back to work was their sorry excuse. Oh I wish we were around more family; it really made me realize how much I miss them. If you know me at all (Jared) you know I'm not the "i miss people" type of person. Now I am. I guess that's part of getting old: your knees creak and you miss people. Never mind the gray hair, I've had that since I was 12.

schedules/routines

hey! if you want to know about a cool idea to use for scheduling your children (and even a great resource for yourself), check out my other blog

serious.

getting older

my babies are getting older.

Jenee' is crawling (well, she has been for the past 3 weeks), and I just moved her crib to the lowest setting because she pulls herself up and tries to cruise! I just removed Benji's crib side to make it a "toddler" bed; he just had his first nap in it - and he did beautifully! We'll see how nighttime goes.

My little boy picked out his clothes too... you can see it in this picture as well. yes, he only picked out one sock. He originally wanted both shoes, but we could only find one. He forgot about it, and then later decided on this black sock. I'm trying to teach him to put his clothes on by himself so we can begin potty training, so we're starting to pick out our own clothes and be more involved in the whole process to generate some interest in dressing himself.

In his crib I put a pillow so he'd feel super special, along with this blanket that a co-worker of Nick's made back in Portland. (ohhh, how I miss good ole Tualatin!!!) He's been jumping on and off it all day. When he was done with his nap, I could hear him bouncing on his bed, then his feet were sticking under the door as he tried to decide if he should open the door or not. He opened it, but didn't move, sticking his head out he had the BIGGEST grin on his face -- holy crow, independence!!

Now, I've gotta decide what I'm going to fix for dinner - I really want to make this chicken/couscous stuff we had the other night, but alas, I don't have any onions, tomatoes, or even couscous. Bummer. I think it's time to go to the store. Oh! I can't! Nick has Benji's car seat in his car, so I've been stranded. Speaking of car seat, I need to get a bigger one for Jenee' now. Oh girl stop growing.

Tag!

My friend, Shauna, did this on her blog and it seemed like a fabulous idea!

1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

Watch, I'll come back in a month and there won't be any comments. Surprise me!

I'll post this on my other blog to so I can try to get everyone (I have no idea who visits what blog, if any).