Christmas 2008
The Kung Fu Carvers
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Sick!
Mike and I are both sick The last time that happened I was pregnant with Kiernan We feel yucky
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
I'm people!
I told Lexy that I was so hungry I was going to eat her foot. "I'm people! I'm not for eating!"
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Gweepy!
Lexy's little voice came from the backseat this morning. "We hate monsters." "Yes, we hate monsters," I replied. "NO MOMMY! We hate Monster Twucks!" "Oh, Monster Trucks. Why do we hate Monster Trucks?" "Cuz they're gweepy." "Gweepy?" NO! "Sleepy?" NO!
Some time went by and finally it struck me. "Because they're creepy?"
YES!
Some time went by and finally it struck me. "Because they're creepy?"
YES!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I haven't done THAT in awhile
I fell asleep pretty early last night (10pm) and somewhere in the whole falling asleep process I must have set my alarm. It went off this morning at 6am and in the semi light I could sense that Mike was still in bed. Holy CRAP! He gets up before me!! What's he still doing in bed!? I hit my alarm and gently shook him. "Honey! You need to get up. You're usually gone by the time my alarm goes off." His head popped up and looked at his alarm. "Huh?" he said groggily. "Oh," I said, "It's Sunday huh." "yeeaah." SORRY!
Saturday, February 09, 2008
It has got to be over
We received a call that it was time to pick Kiernan up from "The Boy's" house. The message was that they "were done." So I put on my shoes and headed over to pick him up. "The Boy's" father walked Kiernan to the car and said, "Yeah, they were done." As soon as Kiernan got into the car he started bawling. He and "The Boy" had been playing an Army game and Kiernan had shot his character. "The Boy" was so mad that he started beating Kiernan up. "He" punched him the stomach (according to Kiernan a few times) and slapped his face before they were separated.
I can't do this anymore! I think a year is more than enough time to give that monster a chance. We tried it Mike's way for a year and you know what? It didn't work. Let someone else be his whipping boy.
I can't do this anymore! I think a year is more than enough time to give that monster a chance. We tried it Mike's way for a year and you know what? It didn't work. Let someone else be his whipping boy.
Friday, February 08, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Super Bowl Sunday
So while we sit at our friends house watching Super Bowl there is a Search and Rescue team behind their house looking for Brianna Denison.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
8 year old boys
Are just about as bad as 8 year old girls.
"You only pick the video games you're good at!"
"You're trying to distract me by making that noise."
And after I told my son to stop
"If I have to stop then he needs to go home."
1...2...3...4..5...6...7...8...9.......10
"If I take him home then you spend the evening in your room."
And now they're fine.
"You only pick the video games you're good at!"
"You're trying to distract me by making that noise."
And after I told my son to stop
"If I have to stop then he needs to go home."
1...2...3...4..5...6...7...8...9.......10
"If I take him home then you spend the evening in your room."
And now they're fine.
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