Friday, January 25, 2008
Happy Birthday, Poppa_Dee!
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday, dear Poppa_Dee!
Happy Birthday to you!
Hope you spend your birthday doing something you love.
The women who love you are thinking of you
and hoping you're having a great day!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
federal holiday
Monday was a federal holiday, known nationally as Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, known in Arizona as Martin Luther King, Jr. Civil Rights Day, known in our family variously as Martha Luten King Jr. Day or Marfa Lufa King Jr. Day (the lessons at school must be sinking in, though, because yesterday I overheard Jack pretend-playing in the sandbox, rescuing a guy from beneath a mound of sand, and the guy said, "I'm free at last! Free at last!"). We celebrated with a lunch at Mickey D's.
And a trip to Saver's. Baby you can drive my cart.
Afterwards, a stop at the playground. Baby you can drive my car.
Evan liked his shark. He told me so. I apologized for the wonky nose and he said, "It's OK. I really like it!"
Gratifying.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Chisholm Photo Extravaganza!
The Houges and the Tuckers celebrated Chisholm together last Saturday at the Houge House. The event, of course, could not be celebrated without an appropriate Houge contribution, so David decided to spend the morning switching the garbage disposal from the left-hand side of the sink to the right-hand side of the sink. I should have obtained photographic evidence because this event really served to put me in the holiday mood, but I was so preoccupied with preparing a meal around Dave's supine form that I didn't have a moment to grab the camera. I made a WW roasted vegetable lasagna and some fabulous soft chocolatey cookies while simultaneously Google-searching to find out how to unscrew the mounting ring and push the drain flange up through the drain hole, all the while showering my beloved with terms of endearment and tearful gratitude. He was still under the sink when our guests arrived.
Apparently our guests had plumbing problems of their own. Poor Brazey J hadn't pooped in 6 days and when the urge overtook him he'd just wail and cry from the pain. While Dave finished under the sink, Brock went to Walgreen's for some infant suppositories. At this point we were all feeling pretty festive. Even more so after Brock administered the insertion and Brazey peed on him. Brock attended the festivities wearing Dave's pajama bottoms.
Finally it was time to open presents. Jack and Evan waited such a long time, and then I teased them by declaring we couldn't open presents until they'd done 25 situps.
They complied.
You wouldn't know these pictures were taken on January 12 and not December 25, would you?
Jack delivers a present to his daddy.
Brazey opens a gift. The suppository has yet to take effect, but he was in a pretty good mood anyway.
Does this require explanation? Over the summer Jack had us in stitches several times at the 99 Cent store playing with a toilet plunger. He was supposed to get one for his birthday but it was somehow overlooked. Now he finally has one, with a groovy crystalline handle. We thought about applying it to Brazey's butt.
Bitta, Dave's brotha, admires Dave's new doo-rag.
Jack was ecstatic. He said he ordered this on the computer but it hasn't come yet. You gotta see his Greed List, a list compiled before the holidays by browsing the Internet, loading a shopping cart at various sites, and printing the resultant list. I'm raising a fine young consumer.
Evan got the Playmobil flower delivery van he's been coveting for some time now.
Momma_Dee, I believe you were present for the Mustard Bottle Incident at Goodwill? Look what Jack got for Chisholm.
Somebody must have checked out my amazon.com wishlist. Dave and I have 8 DVDs worth of Star Trek to watch on Saturday night now. Count 'em: 8 discs! Of course more Shatner jokes ensued, most of them directed at the baby.
This book is thick!
I make a cameo appearance in a photo of the Bumpass hounds, showing off my new windchime.
Playmobil flower assembly.
Jack helped.
Post-celebration, post-poop, post-bath pictures. Jack got a new Leapster game. Brazey wants to check it out.
He's a big boy now.
Merry Chisholm!
Apparently our guests had plumbing problems of their own. Poor Brazey J hadn't pooped in 6 days and when the urge overtook him he'd just wail and cry from the pain. While Dave finished under the sink, Brock went to Walgreen's for some infant suppositories. At this point we were all feeling pretty festive. Even more so after Brock administered the insertion and Brazey peed on him. Brock attended the festivities wearing Dave's pajama bottoms.
Finally it was time to open presents. Jack and Evan waited such a long time, and then I teased them by declaring we couldn't open presents until they'd done 25 situps.
They complied.
You wouldn't know these pictures were taken on January 12 and not December 25, would you?
Jack delivers a present to his daddy.
Brazey opens a gift. The suppository has yet to take effect, but he was in a pretty good mood anyway.
Does this require explanation? Over the summer Jack had us in stitches several times at the 99 Cent store playing with a toilet plunger. He was supposed to get one for his birthday but it was somehow overlooked. Now he finally has one, with a groovy crystalline handle. We thought about applying it to Brazey's butt.
Bitta, Dave's brotha, admires Dave's new doo-rag.
Jack was ecstatic. He said he ordered this on the computer but it hasn't come yet. You gotta see his Greed List, a list compiled before the holidays by browsing the Internet, loading a shopping cart at various sites, and printing the resultant list. I'm raising a fine young consumer.
Evan got the Playmobil flower delivery van he's been coveting for some time now.
Momma_Dee, I believe you were present for the Mustard Bottle Incident at Goodwill? Look what Jack got for Chisholm.
Somebody must have checked out my amazon.com wishlist. Dave and I have 8 DVDs worth of Star Trek to watch on Saturday night now. Count 'em: 8 discs! Of course more Shatner jokes ensued, most of them directed at the baby.
This book is thick!
I make a cameo appearance in a photo of the Bumpass hounds, showing off my new windchime.
Playmobil flower assembly.
Jack helped.
Post-celebration, post-poop, post-bath pictures. Jack got a new Leapster game. Brazey wants to check it out.
He's a big boy now.
Merry Chisholm!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
My Brazey's Back
showing off fork skills at Olive Garden
something "special"
Brazey sandwich
this one, right here
Friday, January 04, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
last days in Houston
The kids indulged in a $5 photo cube booth before the adults could do anything about it. I have to admit, the results are keepsake quality.
This is the kind of chaos I usually can't tolerate, but I've discovered there's a lot you'll put up with for the happiness of your children. Bailey, Jack, and David are all in this photo but it's hard to pick them out of the melee.
Lunar Golf. Dave stayed and played two rounds with the kids while Amy, David, and I shopped at Osh Kosh and Carters.
Jack and Baby David on the trampoline.
Jack gets comfortable with Uncle Todd. Took him long enough.
David, Amy, and Jack share a moment.
Jack's favorite Aunt Amy.
Bailey and David. That's a nail file, not the bird.
Bright eyed and bushy tailed.
Playing possum.
Baby David gets the camera and captures the Essence of Bailey.
Feet (mine and Baby David's)
Baby David captures Uncle Dave and Aunt Becky.
We had a good time.
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