To bad....

So I was at Church the other day in a different town. So it was a new group that we had not seen before. We knew a few of the people. We had a wonderful time and agreed we should go back.

While at church, I was introducing a lady (unnamed) to my sons and she looked at me and said, "Too bad one of them isn't a girl!". Now I am pretty sure she did not mean it in the way it came out, but I would never trade any of my boys for a girl. If I were to go back in time and be told, you can trade or replace any of your boys for a little girl I would have said, "No thank you, I want my boys." I am sure that having a girl would be great, but I would never want to miss out on the fun times and love I have had with my boys.

So please do not think that I am missing out or need a girl. Would I like a girl someday, would be nice, but I have been blessed with such wonderful boys that if I had a whole football team of them, I would be completely happy.

Tank without Armour

So our little guy Zachary is always hurting himself. It seems like he barely starts to recover from one accident and he is on to another.

He feel and hit his nose on the garage floor:


Poor guy was so upset. That was about 1 month ago. Since then his has had a big gash in his leg, fallen off the trampoline, hit his head on the ground and opened it up and now just this week he busted open his lip.

So here is the story behind the lip. Zachary is now potty trained. He likes to go to the bathroom himself. But he has still not mastered the art of taking off his shoes first. So he went to the bathroom and had his shoes on so his shorts were around his ankle. He went to get some toilet paper, and you guessed it, he tripped because of his shorts. Well just so happens that we had a magazine holder right there on the floor. A nice thick metal magazine holder just waiting to get him. I did not get any pictures right after it happened, he was too bloody and upset, but here is a picture from the next day:


You can see that it busted it from top to bottom. It was a big gash in his mouth. Poor thing. But he keeps on going.

My Anniversary

Chad and I have been married for 11 years. Hard to believe.

Here we are on our wedding day:


Here are are today.


I know I love this man more today then I did the day I married him. I believe that when a man holds his children his wife sees him in a different light and loves him more for being a father and loving this children. At least that is how I fell more in love with him after each child was born.

Samuel my little baby

Samuel is such a happy baby. He always has a smile and is happy to go to just about anyone. He can move all over the place, not crawling but scooting everywhere. He is finding new little sounds every day. BTW, how did he go from this:

To this. Time really flies.



He loves to eat his "solid" food. But he does get backed up. I think it has to do with the perforated bowel he had. We have been feeding him prunes to help and my husband thought it would be funny to make him look like Groucho Marx. Funny man.

Zachary Taking Pictures

Zachary loves to take my camera and take pictures. Some times the lens is smudged and I have to clean it. But the other day, I turned on my camera to find these pictures.

He is such a sweet little boy. He loves his teddy bear and really any stuffed animal. But mostly his teddy bear. He got out the chair and put the bear in it to take these pictures.

My birthday

So this year I turned 36. I am not one of those people that really worries about age. But a few days before my birthday Jeremy came up to me and asked me what I was going to look like when I turned 36. I told him we would have to wait and see. Right then and there I hatched a plan to dress up as an old woman and see his reaction. Here is the process the morning off:

1) Powdered the hair2) Wrinkles:


3) Fake Teeth
Okay I look more like a Zombie than an old woman, but still the effect was great.

So that morning I was just working at my desk like any normal day. Jeremy woke up and came in to tell me something. He was so polite about the whole thing. This was the conversation:

Jeremy "Mom, you look different"

Me "I do? Well I guess this is what happens when I turned 36."

Jeremy "Oh. Well mom, your teeth look different." He then picked my "teeth".

Me "Well I have not been brushing my teeth as well as I should have."

Jeremy "oh" and he then broke down in tears

I took out the teeth and showed him it was all a joke. He was not happy and was still crying. He would not even look at me. Chad asked him what was wrong and he said "I just don't like that face." I promised I would take a shower and wash it all off. He was happy.

Now he and Zachary like to run around with the fake teeth.

Sunday May 30th

So Sunday May 30th, we went to the Cedar Creek Homecoming Reunion. It was fun. The drive down was not bad. As we were heading down, we started to hear a strange noise from the back. It was a cry for help. Listen for yourself.