The Gingerbread Man

Brad's story this week is the gingerbread man. They made hats today and I think went on a little scavenger hunt for a gingerbread man. He wore it all day walking around the school looking for Mr. Gingerbread Man. Here is Brad's hat:


I think they had to decorate it. One would think with items having to do with the story...... or maybe not???


And this:


Get your mind out of the gutter. It's CLEARLY a pair of scissors. My baby wore that on his head. All.Day.Long.

Say WHAT?!?!

I heard a song on the radio today. Call it funny, or a joke, but I will do everything in my power to prevent my boys from having this attitude:

All alone the other I get to drinking and thinking about the woman of this old world,
Well I known quite a few but between me and you I ain't never met the perfect girl,
They either ain't that fun or way too young or they ain't got a lick of sense
Well I dunno if she exist but I'm making up a list that I'm checking 'em all against

(Chorus)
She gotta be five foot eleven
She smells like heaven
She was born in eighty six or maybe eighty seven
She got full intention of getting her P.H.D.
She got some big ol' boobies
A countrified booty
She's a certified bonified cold blooded cutie
If anybody knows where the perfect girl might be
Won't you tell her bout me

Well I don't mean to sound picky but relationships are tricky and I'm looking for a perfect fit,
I want a smoking hot honey with a whole lot of money who's favorite thing is sharing it,
Well you can't really miss her hell she may be your sister but whoever she might be,
You'd be a real life saver if you do me one favor and put in a good word for me

(Chorus)
She gotta be five foot eleven
She smells like heaven
She measures thirty six twenty four thirty seven
She got full intention of financially supporting me
She got some big ol' boobies
A countrified booty
And she don't get mad if I watch dirty movies
If anybody knows where the perfect girl might be
Won't you tell her bout me

You can tell her that I'm all alone and to call me if she would
You can tell her frickin anything as long as it's all good

(Chorus)
Well She gotta be five foot eleven
She smells like heaven
Let's me do what I want to twenty four seven
She got full intention of letting me be me
And you know she got some real big boobies
A countrified booty
And she thinks cleaning house is a womans duty
If anybody knows where the perfect girl might be
Won't you tell her bout me

[Thanks to J.T. Schofield for lyrics]


Makes me think those "horrible songs" we grew up listening to aren't really that bad now! Remind me that the boys aren't allowed to listen to new Country music either. We will be parking the dial on XM Prime country. Thank you very much!

Itchy Face

How in the world do we get one day of "cool" weather and my allergies are going crazy?? It really makes scrubbing the bathrooms hard to do - maybe I should put off all housework till my nose stops running. Good idea. Then again, I would be really embarrassed if ANYONE were to use the boy's bathroom between now and then. How do they gross it up so quickly?

Today I am very thankful that I have the chance to eat lunch with my kids at school. Brad talks about EVERYTHING and Cole tells me more about his day over lunch then I get out of him all night.

Tonight is Cole's first Cub Scouts meeting. I have to say I'm not very excited about adding another "thing" on our schedules, but he is looking forward to it. He needs a good balance between soccer and school. Cole got to go dove hunting with Keith last week. He's a total outdoorsman at heart. He gets that from his Dad, not me! Lord, please don't make me go camping!

Clothes for Carrie

This isn't how I expected things to turn out. You know today marks the day that you should have been born. We weren't going to find out the sex so I would have made your Daddy go buy something wonderful, soft, and pink to bring you home in...


I never get to shop in the girls section, so the cuteness overload might take over! We are pretty much shorts and tshirts around here. Who knew there are so many options when it comes to dressing a baby girl?! Once it starts to cool down, we would have to wake up and get the boys ready for school. I would have to dress you in something fallish...



Pretty soon the holidays would roll around and I would immediately put this atop your head every time we walked out the door.


There's not many opportunities to wear feathers in your life, so you should take advantage of it while you are young. You would grow up to hate me for putting the large feather head-eating things on for all your pictures. But it was SOOOO cute at the time.

I would also make you wear this sleeper. I know, it's still 104* in Texas, but you're little and can't control your body heat yet....


Most definitely followed by these:





Your GG already bought you some things as well....







While it's still cool out, we would have to dress like a giraffe. Only because your Aunt Kimi likes giraffes.



And then I would call you my sweet chickie all day in this




When it starts to warm up, I think you should learn to crawl in something like this:


Or this, because it's totally practical:



In the summer I would take you and your bothers for ice cream wearing this



And on your first birthday, I would have baked you a cake to smash while your Daddy took pictures wearing your 1st Birthday outfit.




But, we only had you here for a short time. All of our dreams and plans for you will live in our hearts until we hold you again. So instead of welcoming you to the world today, I will take these clothes and drop them off at the Pregnancy Help Center in your name. There are mommies with little girls who need our help. When they complete their training class, they will get a gift basket full of useful things (including these ridiculous, impractical, over priced, yet totally adorable, what every princess should wear outfits) Thank you Carrie.

Wednesday Hodgepodge

1. Do you think the world became a more dangerous place on September 11, 2001 or are we just more aware of the danger? How has your own life changed as a result of that day?

I think we are just more aware of the danger. The attacks on 9-11 took years to plan. The danger loomed far before that heartbreaking day. I was a flight attendant when 9-11 occurred. It absolutely changed the way we did our job. Since that day we have been at war. Being a military spouse, the thought never leaves your mind. If our loved one isn't over there, our friend's loved one is, or friends of friends... Someone is in constant worry that their child/spouse/parent is in danger. Others are living a life because their loved one didn't make it home. Never leaves your mind....

2. Did you think your parents were too strict when you were growing up? How about in hindsight?

Yes, I felt they were too strict AT THE TIME. I wanted to be able to do more things and have more freedoms. Looking back, they weren't so bad. I survived and didn't get into near as much trouble as I could have.

3. Share one random but candid fact about yourself.

I find it creepy that Cavendar's Boot City doesn't have windows. I can't go in and shop at a place that doesn't have windows. Nevermind the fact that I don't wear western wear. I don't get it (unless it's at Market Hall in Dallas were everything is at buyers cost.... some things deserve exceptions!)

4. Would your nearest and dearest describe you as simple or far too complicated?

I would guess simple. I think I'm a simple kind of gal.... but then again I also think I'm easy breezy. On a scale of one to ten - one being a beach bum and 10 being militant uptight - I would rank myself as a 3. Family and friends disagree! Maybe I'm complicated and don't even realize it. Now I'm finding this question more and more complicated......

5. What is your favorite stadium or carnival food?

Cotton Candy. Hands down, cotton candy. We went to the circus recently and you would FLIP OUT over how expensive the cotton candy was... are you ready..... one bag was $12. I use to make the stuff when I worked at the candy store. I know how much a bag of sugar is - $12 is a flat out crime. I couldn't resist.

6. Tornado, hurricane, earthquake...how many of these natural disasters have you experienced? Which do you think would be the scariest?

I have experienced tornados and an small earthquake. Neither caused much damage so I kind of have a false sense of security around their dangers. I haven't been through a hurricane, but I think you have so much warning to get out and protect yourself..... Hands down, I know how powerful of a force water can be, but unless you are stranded on an island I would say an earthquake would be the scariest.

7. Labor day weekend is approaching so a work related question seems appropriate. Growing up, did your parents assign you regular chores? Were you paid for doing those chores. If you're a parent do you assign chores to your own children? Why or why not?

I had chores growing up. It was more along the lines of keeping our rooms clean, putting up laundry, and doing the dishes. We weren't given a constant allowance, but we were able to do "extra" chores for more money - like organizing the cabinets, or painting the house. I've started a chore chart for the boys. I need to get back on the bandwagon with that, my kids are spoiled rotten!

8. Insert your own random thought here.

Tomorrow is my would-have-been due date. Not sure how random that is because it's been all I can think about.

Cookie Monster

Brad is very creative. His brain is wired to think of things differently and I couldn't love him anymore if I tried. For instance, he peed in a dixie cup last weekend and walked around the house telling the girls it was snake venom. Seriously. I can't keep up with him.

Today he brought this worksheet home in his folder. They are working on colors and numbers. Obviously, today is the color blue.



Blue tracing, blue bird, blue fish. Excellent work Bradley. Let's flip the paper over and finish up the lesson on Blue.



Wait a sec, honey..... I really like the monsters, but what happened to blue. "Mom, they are the cookie monster!" Oh, they are nice, but how come they are green? Why didn't you trace the word blue? I think you were suppose to draw a picture of something blue. Brad replies "They are happy, look at their tails.....

What? Tails, I don't see any tails......

(flip the paper over and look again)



Perfectly aligned, those green blobs are the cookie monster's tails. Naturally.

School In Session

We officially have a second grader and kindergartner. Watch out Fowler Elementary! Cole is doing incredible in his class and his teacher thinks he is the sweetest boy ever. Brad is adapting very very well. His teacher is full of love for him and we are already working together to make this a great year. The first thing he asked me on the first day of school "how come they don't pray?" Bless his sweet heart.

We are trying to get into full swing with routines. Keith is coaching Cole's soccer team. He's playing up two years to U-10. I can hardly watch as the kids are so much .... older than he is! But he's doing great. He's also been able to practice with The Texans down in Dallas. He's been invited to guest play a few of their games and he will be on the rosters for tournaments. Between the two I'm hoping he's challenged and still having fun. I worry about burnout, but the kid eats and breathes soccer.

Brad had his first practice last night. He did the same thing as the last two seasons, but I'm positive he will be ready for Wednesday! Keith said he has the best touch on the team. I just wish he had the confidence he needs. It's odd to have one so doubtful and the other so.... boastful! Those are my boys! Side note: Yesterday he woke up and asked me "mom, can I be a circus guy AND a prairie dog keeper?" Absolutely! Brad keeps me constantly entertained with his creative comments and imagination. I can't wait till he can start writing so I can keep his journals!

Keith is busy working. We are still waiting to hear about the AF paperwork and a FedEx start date. I'm sure it will all work out, but it's just another thing dangling in the distance of unknown!

The move went well. It was WORK and I highly advise taking advantage of every Air Force paid move you can! There's a few things I need to do to make it "home", but it's coming together.

There is so much to do, but I'm off to take advantage of this hot weather, our pool, and a little me time. I miss my boys, but what good will come of it moping inside when it can be done outside on a pool float as well ;-)