Mia had a bit of a fever and wasn't feeling her best, but she still enjoyed watching the parade with her cousin Reagan. 
Luke and I watching the parade.
Monday, July 07, 2008
4th of July
We spent the 4th of July with family and had a wonderful time. I didn't have my camera so my sister was kind enough to take a few photos. Here's a picture of Luke, getting ready to watch the parade. 
Mia had a bit of a fever and wasn't feeling her best, but she still enjoyed watching the parade with her cousin Reagan.
Mia had a bit of a fever and wasn't feeling her best, but she still enjoyed watching the parade with her cousin Reagan. 
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Radio Flyer
Here's a quick flashback. After we moved into our house, I took this cute photo.
Three years later, the kids can hardly squeeze into the Radio Flyer.
Especially with our new addition.
Three years later, the kids can hardly squeeze into the Radio Flyer.
Especially with our new addition.
Leaving Texas
Well, we are on our way out of Texas. It's been a fun three years. I can't believe how much the kids have changed in such a short period of time. So I thought I'd post a few photos of just how much they've changed. Here's our blast from the past.
These photos were taken days after we arrived in Texas in 2005. We stayed on base for the first few weeks. Aren't Mia and Cole little?
We ended up living in a one bedroom apartment for a couple of months until we found a place to live. It was cramped but we made good memories there.
Friday, May 30, 2008
The Medina River
To escape the south Texas heat we headed to the Medina River for a day of swimming and fun with friends. It was so much fun. Here are just a couple of photos.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Hot day in May
Our air conditioner was broken for a full day - probably the hottest day of the year so far. So we had to spend some time cooling off at the pool.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Little Ones
We're getting ready to move so the kids are doing their best to enjoy the backyard swingset.
Mia loves just hanging around.
Little Luke loves the backpack.
Monday, May 05, 2008
Friday, May 02, 2008
My Sweet Mia
On Wednesday morning, after I finished getting ready, I went down to the kitchen and found this on our kitchen chalkboard.
I was so amazed. Mia and Cole had woken up when I was in the shower and went downstairs to leave me a note. It was the sweetest thing ever. Mia can be so thoughtful when it comes to things like this. She's amazing.
Our Trip to DALLAS
Last weekend we had a mini-vacation to Dallas with our good friends and their kids. It wasn't a long trip but we had so much fun. 
On the first day we went to the zoo. Dallas has a really fun zoo. We made some great memories there. The kids got soaked, were frightened by monkeys getting a little too close to the glass, and did lots of rock climbing. It was a blast.
On the first day we went to the zoo. Dallas has a really fun zoo. We made some great memories there. The kids got soaked, were frightened by monkeys getting a little too close to the glass, and did lots of rock climbing. It was a blast.
Afternoon Excitement
After our fun filled morning at the Zoo we headed to the Galleria Mall to visit the American Girl Store and do some shopping. From the parking garage we went into Saks Fifth Avenue, and needing to go downstairs but unable to find an elevator, we decided to take our double stroller on the escalater. Dumb idea. Drew had Luke in the stroller and I was holding Cole behind him. Cole wiggled out of my arms and ran down the stairs, past Drew and the stroller to get to Jake. When he got near the bottom I had a horrible sinking feeling. So I ran past Drew too and before I could reach Cole he tripped and fell right at the bottom. The escalator steps were causing him to roll and he couldn't stop and get up. The machine sucked his little bum into the teeth at the bottom. I grabbed him as quick as I could and had to yank with all my might to get him out. It shredded his shorts and pinched his bum pretty good, but he walked away with all 10 fingers, thank goodness. I was just so glad I had inspiration to get down there. There was no way Drew could have reached him because he had the stroller. Here's the result. And I must say I got some pretty crazy stares from people in the mall, who saw me taking a photo of my boy's bum, but it's all for the sake of blogging.
Mia was beyond excited to go to the American Girl store. She even got a "Mia" doll of her very own.
After shopping for dolls we decided to ice skate in the bottom level of the mall. What a blast!!! Drew had quite a workout trying to keep Mia and Cole on their feet.
Mia and Katelyn showing off their girls!
Our last day in Dallas
On the last day of our trip we went to IKEA, which is always a blast for me (not so much for Drew). Although Drew did find a cow hide for $199 and is still considering purchasing it. He's always wanted one of those. After that shopping trip we went to the old part of Dallas, where the JFK assassination took place. Here's a photo of the book depository. The gunman was perched in the top corner window (the square one). We didn't have time to see the museum but took photos of the outside. I actually thought it was a creepy part of town, but the history is interesting.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Growing Up
Luke is 5 months old and getting more adorable every day.
Mia and Cole. These photos say so much about their relationship.
Easter Morning
Cole and Mia were so excited to see what the Easter bunny brought them. Both kids got a new Webkinz, a new movie, and lots of candy. Luke got "carrots" baby food and bunny ears. So cute. 
The kids raced to find the easter eggs in the back yard. Both did a great job and had so much fun. 
Spring Break and Easter
Here are some photos of the kids at a children's museum over spring break. They had so much fun.
Mia and Cole loved decorating the Easter eggs. Cole needed a lot of help but he did a great job.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
FUNNY STORY
Funny Story challenge. I got the idea from my sister. And anyone that reads this, I challenge you to write a funny story for all to read. Help brighten a persons day.
OK here goes. My favorite story is titled: Drew and the Opossum.
Drew and I had been married for a couple of years and were living in our small two story rental condo in Kensington, Maryland. And if any of you have lived in the east, you know that when it rains, IT RAINS! One night Drew was bored and wanted to see a movie. We had been arguing (about something dumb I’m sure) so I didn’t want to go. And since he didn’t want to be cooped up in an apartment with an ornery wife he decided to go by himself.
It had been pouring rain for a couple of hours but had just started to let up. Drew grabbed his keys and headed for the door while I sat on the couch. As soon as he opened it, Drew let out a silly little girl squeak and slammed the door quickly. He stood there for a moment and didn’t move. Then he turned to me and said in a very frightened voice “There was a opossum on the porch.” I thought he was being an idiot but he just stood there and didn’t move. It was almost as though he wasn’t sure what to do next. He looked at me and said that what looked like a huge rat, dripping wet, was sitting on our porch and the moment he opened the door it turned towards him and hissed, showing its ugly teeth. All very creepy and such. I just said “whatever” and kept watching tv.
He stood there for a few more moments, then finally Drew came up with a plan. He disappeared for a couple of minutes upstairs, then came back down with a golf club in hand. He wouldn’t let this monster stop him from going to the movies. NO WAY! He opened the front door again, very slowly this time. He couldn’t see anything but wanted to be safe so he put the golf club through the crack in the door and wiggled it around for a bit. He realized the opossum was gone so he finally opened the door all the way. The little old lady across the hall had heard all the door slamming and opened her door to see what was going on. She stood there and watched Drew and his wiggling golf club. I’m sure she thought he was a lunatic. Drew finally noticed her and said “I saw a opossum on the porch.” She nervously looked at him and said in a very polite but totally freaked out voice “OK” and closed her door slowly.
Drew came back inside and said that the monster was gone and that he was going to the movies. I said OK and just started watching tv again. I watched tv for a good ten minutes after Drew had left the house. During a commercial break (You know, pre-TIVO days) I got up to get a snack. I wanted to see if it was still raining out side so I went to the dining room window, which was in the front of the house. I looked out the window and to my amazement, I noticed that Drew’s truck was still parked in the parking lot. I thought that was odd because I was SURE he wouldn’t walk to the movie theater and also noticed that my car was also parked in the parking lot. Where was he? I looked all around until I finally looked directly down below the window. There was Drew, about 12 feet below the dining room window, poking his golf club into the bushes ever so carefully. I almost didn’t see him because we had two tall trees that stretched three stories right in front of the dining room window. It was a dark night because the clouds were covering the moon, and the only noise outside was the sound of cars passing on the street in front of our place.
Being the mean wife that I am, I thought I would tease him a little. I was convinced he wouldn’t fall for it, but I wanted to do it anyway. I wanted him to think that the opossum was up in the trees above his head. So I very carefully slid the dining room window open, put my face up to the screen, and started yelling a crazy noise that sounded like a dog being eaten by something. I have no idea what a rabid opossum sounds like so I just made up the noise and yelled it loud. AS LOUD AS I COULD.
The moment the first squeal left my lips, Drew jumped two feet in the air, threw his hands high above his head and swung the golf club around his body in crazy wild circles, all while running as fast as he possibly could to his truck. He seriously looked like an escaped mental patient. His run wasn’t even a run. It was more of a crazy skip or something. He yanked the truck door open and jumped in faster than I have ever seen anyone move and slammed the door behind him. He looked up at the trees, thinking he would see the rabid opossum, but alas, all he could see was his mean wife in the window, laughing her head off. So he sat there for a moment. He wasn’t smiling. He rolled his window down six inches, turned his head sideways so just his face was protruding from the truck window and yelled “That wasn’t funny, Melissa.” But he was wrong. He was so wrong. I couldn’t stop laughing. He was so embarrassed that he started up his truck and drove to the movie theater. I laughed harder then I have ever laughed in my life and didn’t stop for at least a half hour. Big tough Drew sure looks funny when he’s scared.
OK here goes. My favorite story is titled: Drew and the Opossum.
Drew and I had been married for a couple of years and were living in our small two story rental condo in Kensington, Maryland. And if any of you have lived in the east, you know that when it rains, IT RAINS! One night Drew was bored and wanted to see a movie. We had been arguing (about something dumb I’m sure) so I didn’t want to go. And since he didn’t want to be cooped up in an apartment with an ornery wife he decided to go by himself.
It had been pouring rain for a couple of hours but had just started to let up. Drew grabbed his keys and headed for the door while I sat on the couch. As soon as he opened it, Drew let out a silly little girl squeak and slammed the door quickly. He stood there for a moment and didn’t move. Then he turned to me and said in a very frightened voice “There was a opossum on the porch.” I thought he was being an idiot but he just stood there and didn’t move. It was almost as though he wasn’t sure what to do next. He looked at me and said that what looked like a huge rat, dripping wet, was sitting on our porch and the moment he opened the door it turned towards him and hissed, showing its ugly teeth. All very creepy and such. I just said “whatever” and kept watching tv.
He stood there for a few more moments, then finally Drew came up with a plan. He disappeared for a couple of minutes upstairs, then came back down with a golf club in hand. He wouldn’t let this monster stop him from going to the movies. NO WAY! He opened the front door again, very slowly this time. He couldn’t see anything but wanted to be safe so he put the golf club through the crack in the door and wiggled it around for a bit. He realized the opossum was gone so he finally opened the door all the way. The little old lady across the hall had heard all the door slamming and opened her door to see what was going on. She stood there and watched Drew and his wiggling golf club. I’m sure she thought he was a lunatic. Drew finally noticed her and said “I saw a opossum on the porch.” She nervously looked at him and said in a very polite but totally freaked out voice “OK” and closed her door slowly.
Drew came back inside and said that the monster was gone and that he was going to the movies. I said OK and just started watching tv again. I watched tv for a good ten minutes after Drew had left the house. During a commercial break (You know, pre-TIVO days) I got up to get a snack. I wanted to see if it was still raining out side so I went to the dining room window, which was in the front of the house. I looked out the window and to my amazement, I noticed that Drew’s truck was still parked in the parking lot. I thought that was odd because I was SURE he wouldn’t walk to the movie theater and also noticed that my car was also parked in the parking lot. Where was he? I looked all around until I finally looked directly down below the window. There was Drew, about 12 feet below the dining room window, poking his golf club into the bushes ever so carefully. I almost didn’t see him because we had two tall trees that stretched three stories right in front of the dining room window. It was a dark night because the clouds were covering the moon, and the only noise outside was the sound of cars passing on the street in front of our place.
Being the mean wife that I am, I thought I would tease him a little. I was convinced he wouldn’t fall for it, but I wanted to do it anyway. I wanted him to think that the opossum was up in the trees above his head. So I very carefully slid the dining room window open, put my face up to the screen, and started yelling a crazy noise that sounded like a dog being eaten by something. I have no idea what a rabid opossum sounds like so I just made up the noise and yelled it loud. AS LOUD AS I COULD.
The moment the first squeal left my lips, Drew jumped two feet in the air, threw his hands high above his head and swung the golf club around his body in crazy wild circles, all while running as fast as he possibly could to his truck. He seriously looked like an escaped mental patient. His run wasn’t even a run. It was more of a crazy skip or something. He yanked the truck door open and jumped in faster than I have ever seen anyone move and slammed the door behind him. He looked up at the trees, thinking he would see the rabid opossum, but alas, all he could see was his mean wife in the window, laughing her head off. So he sat there for a moment. He wasn’t smiling. He rolled his window down six inches, turned his head sideways so just his face was protruding from the truck window and yelled “That wasn’t funny, Melissa.” But he was wrong. He was so wrong. I couldn’t stop laughing. He was so embarrassed that he started up his truck and drove to the movie theater. I laughed harder then I have ever laughed in my life and didn’t stop for at least a half hour. Big tough Drew sure looks funny when he’s scared.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Baby Cereal - Luke's Not a Fan
On March 5th Luke had his first taste of Rice Cereal. As you can see, he wasn't much of a fan. I thought it would get better, but here we are, one week later, and he still isn't interested. I guess we'll just keep trying. In the mean time, he's growing like a weed. At his Four Month appointment he weighed 18.5 Pounds. Holy Heavy!
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