Handsome Dudes.

The neighbors pulled up from their Sunday service, while the chickadees and I were outside coloring our Easter eggs.  They asked if I could snap a couple quickie pictures of the boys in their Easter threads.  Uh, of course!

They don't get much more handsome than these two.  And let me tell you they have southern hospitality, like no other.

Dad said this was his smile.  I laughed.  He said "no really it is".  Being the proper lady I am.  I said something about his dog's farties.  Oh come on.  I would never talk like that.  To a nine year old boy.  To get him to laugh.

And Mr. H.  Can we say future heart breaker?  F'reals.

I am going to miss these boys.  A lot.  When we move. 

 

This boy.  He is too much.  I asked H. if I could take him and his brother with us to Arizona.  He said "no thank you ma'am".  Like I said southern hospitality, my friends.  I am going to miss that too.

Look at My Reflections

Like I have said.

Those cheeks.

Those lips.

Are hard to resist.

Tax Day.

Today my baby girl is one.  Can you believe it?  I sure don't. 


She's a sneaky one. You know by not crawling until she was over 10 months old.  Leading me to believe she was going to be my easiest baby.  Ha.  The joke's on me.  She is fast.  She is mischievous.  No joke, right now she is sitting on the floor emptying a brand new box of q-tips.

Look at this girl's form.  Plie.  Passe. Arabesque.  (Okay we are still working on arabesque).  Her new trick is standing up (using a chair, couch, wall etc) letting go, and seeing how long she can stand on her own.  She is mighty proud of her new trick.

 

  

Will you check out that cheeser...look at those teeth!  She has 12 teeth and four of her canines are coming in.  Most babies get their first teeth at 6-8 months.  Her first four came in at 4 months.  Molars don't normally come in until 13 months.  Her's came in at 10 months.  Baby canines come in around 16 months and hers are breaking through right now.  Her teeth come in quick and easy.  I never know she's teething.  A tooth just pops up.  Gonna be honest though. . . those teeth HURT.  Break the skin hurt.  {she still nurses} But that toothy grin is to.die.for.

Her lips.  Her cheeks.  I smooch them daily.  You would too.  No really, you probably would.  People can meet her without squishing a cheek, arm or leg.  No lie.  I try not to let it bother when strangers do it.  But I am a germ freak people.  Don't touch my baby.  Unless I know you.  Then it's all good.

Little Miss has our entire family wrapped around her little finger.  Big surprise right?  Love this girl to pieces.  All of us do.  She made quite the entrance into this world.  But man oh man, am I ever thankful she did!

Happy birthday baby girl!

  

Dallas World Aquarium.

Trying to soak in tx before we move.  We woke up this morning and spur of the moment decided it was a good day to try out the dallas aquarium.  It was expensive.  Very expensive.  Ugh.  {tip: we found out after we left homeschoolers get a HUGE discount.  Like under 8 dollars a person.  We would have saved 50 bucks.  5o bucks.  sigh.  Talk about big bummer.  Live and learn}.   We had a blast.  The kids started to beg to go back as soon as we got home from the aquarium.  And if we can get the homeschooling discount, we just might do it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Children Slept On.

{I want to say this right now.  It is 3:30 am.  I can't sleep.  So I am blogging.  Talk about lame-o.  Point is, I apologize for  any grammatical, or spelling, or any other kind of typo.  Just throwin' that out there.  I have no plans on correcting.  Consider this a fair warning...}

I sat straight up.   My stomach dropped.  The only way I can describe the noise is a roar.  Deafening.  Like you are standing at the bottom of Niagra Falls.  The house was shaking.  I yelled to Mike, I think there's a tornado.  And then hail started pounding the house like I have never heard.  (the little neighbor boy told me it sounded like machine guns hitting the house.  He wasn't far off) I thought for sure the windows would be gone any second.  We were lucky.  Many of our neighbors weren't as lucky. Windows cracked and shattered.  Some looked like a street baseball game had gone awry.  Perfect baseball sized holes through the windows.  Fences down everywhere.  Trampolines thrown about.  One of our bushes outside has a hole through the front of it.  And the flowers I helped my neighbor plant the night before.  Gone.  That same neighbor has birds dead upside down in her trees.  So sad.

There wasn't really a tornado.  I felt silly that I had shouted like I did.  And even worse when I let my children stay asleep in bed, while neighbors told me they all huddled in bathrooms.  We all had the same scary awakening.  Man, that roar.  It's a noise you don't forget.

Hail.  Hail. and more Hail.  Is what we got.  It was crazy.  I have neighbors that have grown up here in the area and have never seen anything like it. 

Our neighborhood wasn't even hit as bad as five miles down the road.  They were hit hard.  I kept seeing pictures and reading stories on facebook of friends from church.  I hope it's not mean to say I am so glad my house only walked away with bumps and bruises.   Our house is going on the market this weekend (Like how I just threw that one out there), and my stress levels are high enough as is.  So I am very thankful right now.

After running around last night making sure we were clear of damage.  I got out the camera.  I don't have a flash on my camera.  And since the power was out (for a couple hours) there wasn't enough light for me to get good pictures.  I tried holding my cell phone up as light, for a few pictures.  Haha.  Oh how I wish it was my neighbor acting like a crazy lady.  Running around barefoot, and not appropriately dressed,  trying to take pictures at 3 in the morning.  Would have been awesome to watch.

I know worst pictures ever.  But it looked like it had just snowed.  You could see hardly any grass.  Like I said crazy!  There were quite a few biggens' out there.  Just smaller than golf balls.  Add crazy 70 mph wind.  Did I mention crazy?  I forgot to grab something to show you how big they were. . . but I was running around like a mad woman, so it's only to be expected.

Talk about going out with a bang.  Texas sending us off with one Texas sized farewell.