T-ball

Yesterday was the last night of indoor t-ball. Thank God! I don't think we could handle another night of Jayda's antics. Brady did really well and we are looking forward to summer t-ball with him, but Jayda... well, the pictures tell the story of how well she did. Not one single time did she throw, catch, or hit the ball.

In all fairness, she is only 3, so maybe next year will be better...

Easter Photos

Someone is fired up for gymnastics

I enrolled Brady too; but he is way less enthused. No cute leotard for him either. ;)

This is what a typical day consists of

Brady getting mad at me at least once and crossing his eyes to show his "anger."

Cracks me up!

Jayda getting into my shoes. The higher the heel the better. She is such a girl!

Peeps

We received Easter fun from my mom in the mail. How fun (and messy - little fingers smearing lip gloss everywhere) are these little peeps?!

TGIF

Brian is still out of town, so it will be another action-packed weekend hanging out with these four (and Jeff).

Happy Friday!!!

Pics from my mom

I guess the horses escaped the other day... but with the deep, deep, snow, they didn't get very far. :)

I think these pics are so pretty. Beautiful day. Beautiful horses.

Oh, and another update from my mom and dad...

Remember this post? Well the experiment failed. Shady is NOT going to be a mama. : (

Like mother like daughter... and son too

Ever since my kids were born they have been on the low end, percentile wise, for weight and height. So, it should have come as no surprise to me when I went to the doctor today for my yearly MS physical and they gave me my numbers: my weight is in the 8th percentile according to my age and height. Since when do doctors offices do that for adults? I felt like I was back in kindergarten. I think it was just the nurse I had. She was really into numbers. Still, it was kind of validating to know that the apples didn't fall far from the tree. ;)

Answer

This is for those of you who had a little trouble putting the correct 2 and 2 together. ;)

(He's going through their managerial program.)

My Weekend in Pictures

Friday

Saturday

Sunday

Notice the repetition? ;)

After I watched the TMNT with the kids, I could not for the life of me remember what all 4 of their names were. It was driving me CRAZY!!! I finally had to look it up when I got to work this morning. The stumper for me was Raphael.

And if you can put 2 and 2 together, you'll be able to figure out where Jeff works.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

I'm so tired today. I was tired yesterday too. Its my own fault; Brian has been out of town since Tuesday and I always sleep like crap when winkie and dinkie are in the bed with me. How can 2 little people take up so much space?! They have no concept of vertical sleeping. Its either \ / or __ .

So Jeff started his job yesterday and came home with a uniform of sorts. I died laughing when he put it on. He'd kill me if I posted the entire pic, so I'm just going to post a little section of it. ;)

He looks cute in it though and someday he'll be thankful for this job and the experience. At least it pays pretty well, has perks, has 401K and health insurance etc. And the sooner he starts making and saving some money, the sooner he can move out, which I think he wants almost as bad as we do.

Over the years

2006

2008

Look at that poor dog's face. I laugh every time I look at it.

You just have to love little Zara Z.

If you complain...

A job will come.

Yippity skippity, Jeff has a job. Woo. Now we just need to work on getting him into a house of his own...

I'll post more details about his job next week and also maybe post a pic of him in his business attire. ;)

In other news, George started his I31 treatment today. So I now have a radioactive cat in quarantine. Hope this works!

I don't have anything great to post about. The kids had fun at my parents last week and I was super glad to see them again. However, the novelty has worn off and things are back to being the battle of the wills. If they (Brian and Jeff included) would just do what I say, things would be so much easier. Wah wah.

And there is drama on the pet front again. George is sick. Found out he has hyperthyroidism. So, we're going to cough up the $$$$ to cure him (which includes radioactive iodine treatment at the U of M). I swore I would never again spend that much money on a cat. That will teach me not to swear. I should know better. When it comes to animals, I am weak. And when it comes to me, Brian is. If it were his choice, we'd be digging a hole for poor George right now.

And then there's Jeff. Still no job after being here for a month. The novelty is definitely starting to wear off there too.

So that's my nothing great to post about.

And with that, I leave you this parting shot:

She'll love me for this one someday too.

Ok, I've had enough me time. I've done the girlie things I don't usually have time for (note the rainbow of fun below) and now I miss the kids. I'm leaving after work to go and collect them. :)

Oh yeah - got my hair done

Ignore the cheese mug shots and just concentrate on the hair. This is possibly the darkest and reddest its ever been. Just call me raisin.

Best part of all was when I got home, Jeff asked me "So exactly what color is that?" Thanks bud. But then he took me out to dinner. :) No hard feelings here.

And my mom just sent me some pics of the kids at her house. This one made me laugh so hard. That is some crazy hair.

And they're off!

Boo hoo!

Brian is going up to the MTU career fair and then is going snowmobiling in the eastern UP afterward. So winkie and dinkie are staying with my Mom and Dad this week. Part of me is happy, really happy... FREEDOM!! But another part of me has the worriesome mom angst. I'll be fine once I know they've made it safely - its the driving up there in blizzard like conditions that has me feeling anxious. Just let them make it up there safely so I can party! ;)

Kind of. I am going to get my hair done tomorrow night, and maybe my eyebrows too. Woo!

He loves me, he loves me not...

He loves me!

Meet the newest member of our household: Sneaky Pete.
(But we call him Pete, it goes better with George. "The two boys.")

George looks kind of crabby. Didn't take him and Pete very long to become friends though.