Cousins, cousins, cousins!

The cousins (oh, and auntie and uncle too) arrived yesterday evening, along with the whole soccer team, the assistant coach, and wife, for hot dogs and burgers on the grill, yum! Needless to say, we had a busy day yesterday. In the a.m. we had my bitty baby girl's well baby check up, went grocery shopping for dinner, came home, prepped the house, made dinner, then everyone arrived, all while taking care of the babes................(taking a moment to breathe).

We've been having a blast and are looking forward to the rest of our time with them. Tomorrow we have soccer and our Easter fun day at church. As of now, all of the kiddos are in bed and as Mat's punishment for whacking me in the head with a poopy diaper we're watching "The Shunning", by Beverly Lewis. Goodnight, and goodnight.

Guess Who?

We're going to play a little game called "Guess Who"? Can you guess which photo is My firstborn and which is the second-born? If you know their names, please don't use them. They also go by my toddler or my baby.

Baby #1

Baby #2

Wanna play? Just leave me a comment and I'll leave the answer in a few days or something, pretty much whenever I get around to it. Funny, neither girl liked this outfit, I wonder why...

Picnic Anyone?

Yesterday evening my toddler and I decided it was about time we had a picnic dinner. I just love the sound of the word picnic, I think it has something to do with the "P". We packed up our basket with sliced apples, bean salad, and some good ol' southern fried chicken...yum.

Even Sissy was excited!

Once we got the baby changed, the baby fed, the dogs on their leashes, the girls in the stroller, a map of the earth, a week's worth of clothes, and the key to the town (well maybe not those last few), we headed out.

Our destination was the soccer field, fenced in to let the beasts run wild. We only had one potty break detour, a pretty impressive feat, all things considered.

Wild beast #1

Upon our arrival, we snarffed down our grub-a-dub and went on to play soccer, pet a hamster, or practice photography skills, whatever the case may be.


All in all, it was a wonderful, yet exhausting evening.

P.S. Maybe I should explain the whole hamster thing. Two of the women's soccer players bring their little guy out occasionally and let him run about the field in his ball. My toddler was in love and wild beast #2 only tried to eat him once. Don't worry, she missed.

Bapa!!!

My little toddler was ecstatic to have a visit from Bapa last week. He came in Tuesday evening, while she was at soccer practice, and stayed for a week. Soccer Dad let her stay up extra late to say goodnight to Bapa before bed, and my little jackrabbit hopped all about the room with excitement before she actually made it over to give him a hug. If she could read she'd say, "I no jackrabbit, I bunny," such a wild child.

Looking at Aardvarks & Elephants

Bapa got our garden beds all ready to plant, practiced his lumberjack skills, bought us plenty of "groceries", and spent lots of time playing with the girls. My baby was generous, as usual, in sharing her smiles, and my toddler generous in sharing her dirt, sticks, and ponies. It was an absolute delight to have him here.

On a side note, I just threw a package of candy corn, I mean "Jesus Promise Seeds," at my hubby's head to test his reflexes, no warning, sometimes I just like to do these things, and he's punishing me by making me listen to the country boy band. Rascal Flatts, for those of you who don't know what I'm talking about. Next time they're on just listen, or better yet, watch, and try and tell me that they don't sound like a boy band.

Any-hoo, we had a wonderful time with Bapa and can't wait to see him, Mimi, and possibly G & G in Guy, ahem, July (sometimes I think like my toddler speaks).

March 2011

That's our House

Dog hair fluttering about like snow,
Daughter's bouncing to and fro.
Dust bunnies line the walls,
Sneaking out of bed (AGAIN) into the hall.
Work binder with a sock hanging out,
Dirt is clinging to the grout.
Black footed girl gets in the bath,
After her good ol' worm succotash.

Holes in the couches,
Bites on chairs,
Why is she wearing Dad's underwear?
Smell of bread baking (oops rose too long, now it's sinking),
Laundry flapping in the breeze,
Daddy always has to sneeze,
Dogs are eating up the scraps,
Ants are crawling through the cracks.
Baby is getting sleepy,
Mom, those leftovers look kinda creepy.
That's our house,
Where we spend the day.
Don't you want to come and stay?