Dress up time

...at least it wasn't with pantyliners

Where has my baby gone?

Where has my baby gone? My little curly Sue is replaced with this big girl!! I was a little sad today as I looked at some pictures of her with her long curly hair, but she looks so cute with her new haircut! To think she used to be sooo bald!!

Happy 6th of July!

Oops! I missed blogging on the 4th. Oh well. Time is really getting away from me. Every time I look ahead to the next week and think it will be a slow one, I'm wrong! I'm housesitting for my parents and taking care of Frankfrankfurta and Rusty (the hot dogs). It's really quiet....oh! and when I called Matt tonight to check up on everybody and he told me that he just happened to catch Ethan playing with the turd he found in his diaper, I was really glad that I'm housesitting. So back to the 4th. We had a nice time doing not much of anything. The kids played in their little frog pool and ate a picnic lunch outside. I tried to get them to decorate their bikes but Mackenzie only wanted to put jingle bells on hers and Ethan just wanted to play with the crepe paper. So I decorated the tricycle and would've taken a ride around the block on it if I could have. Matt and I got a little carried away with the crepe paper as we decorated our neighbor's work van as a prank. His Eco Lab van turned into the Party Mobile for the night. All in all it was a good day. Our fireworks consisted of a few sparklers and the snakes that look like the turd that Ethan pulled out of his diaper tonight. Enough potty talk for the evening!

I don't know what to think...

I have that not- so- settled feeling. I don't know what to think when Matt tells me he feels unsettled at work. They have been doing a lot of layoffs recently because the housing market has slowed way down. So they have to make cuts. Will Matt make the cut? I hope not!! What is partly making me feel so unsettled is that usually in times like this, I know without a doubt that God is faithful and I feel a peace. Why am I not at peace???? I know that He is faithful, and just like I'm teaching the kids at VBS He keeps His promises. So He has us in His hands...right? I guess I usually feel funny when I know that Matt is nervous. He doesn't want to tell me all that's going on because he knows I'll wig out (like I'm doing now!). Please pray for us! All this uncertainty just makes me want to......EAT! Oh crap. I want a cookie....

they're back

The Peru team made it back safely last night. Their flight was delayed 4 hours, but they are here safe and sound. Matt showed us some pretty cool pictures that he took. He did not eat anything gross this time but here are a few of the "stupid" things he did while there (stupid according to my mom):
*wore an anaconda necklace (he actually paid $3 to wrap a giant snake around his neck)
*went on a plane ride into the jungle and almost had to play Survivor because the pilot came really close to not making it back to the plane before sunset (I would've liked a picture of the pilot and Matt snuggling under the mosquito net tee hee)
*went swimming in the piranha filled lake and actually felt them nipping at his legs

Honestly, I think these things were pretty cool, and it would've been awesome to experience them with him. There's always next time....

He had lots of funny stories to tell. I will post a couple of pictures when we get them downloaded. Thanks for your prayers.

Happy Father's Day!

Hi Daddy! We miss you. Happy Father's Day!
We love you!!!

they're off

The team is getting ready to board their plane in Miami now. We met at church this evening to see them off, and it's so hard to say goodbye! Matt said he'd call me tomorrow when they get to Pucallpa. I know the time will fly when LeBrent get here. Mackenzie was sad to see Daddy go, and she actually got a little emotional about it. If you read this Daddy, we miss you and can't wait to see you next Friday!! P.S.-don't eat anything too weird.

hurricane who?

Is it a tropical storm? Is it a hurricane? Is it a big pain in my rear? I think the thing I don't like most about hurricane season other than the horrid waiting for the storms, is all the news coverage! I honestly don't know what is happening with the storm because I haven't watched the news. Anyone want to update me? tee hee
I had taken a picture of these essentials from Hurricane Wilma. I'm not ready to attach myself to these things again!!!

Lazy Days of Summer

I'm living vicariously through my children.

Time flies

We went to Longhorn's last night for dinner. We brought the kids (what were we thinking?). It all came rushing back to me that we are in that window of time where we don't set foot in a restaurant WITH CHILDREN. But we winged it, although I kept glancing around to see if people were gawking at us when one of the kids would say something a little too loud. (Thank goodness for noisy, country music-playing restaurants!) Our table happened to be right next to a table with a couple of little old ladies. I, of course, get nervous around old people when the children are there. They usually give us dirty looks or want to switch tables. But Ethan, being the charmer that he is, was flirting with them and waving to them. He must have won them over because when they were leaving they stopped by our table and told us how cute the kids were and how well behaved they were. Wow! How encouraging that was to hear (and how convicted I feel as I write this of how judgmental I was!). I get so worked up about what other people are thinking, and I forget that they are just kids. Kids=full of energy Mom=tired
Oy! The time flies part. After the lady complimented us on the kids' behavior, she said, "Enjoy them. Before you know it, you're here"(and she pointed to herself.) It really never ceases to amaze me at how quickly the kids are growing up. Yeah, they're only 4 and 2, but it doesn't seem like it took very long to get here. I want to bottle up their sweetness so I can savor it every now and then when they grow up and leave home. They'll always be my babies!

What's for dinner?

What are you making? I don't like that. I think I'm going to throw up. Do I have to eat that? I want this and this but I do not want that. That's gross. I'm sure you all never hear this at dinner time (yeah right) but we do. As the official chef of this house, I think I'm going on strike. Dinner time is such a struggle! Last night Mackenzie wanted me to bury a blueberry in her spoonful of mashed potatoes to make them taste better. Now that's gross!! Oh, someday my children will eat. Maybe.

Summer Fun

We went to the beach today. Last year, Ethan enjoyed eating the sand one fistful at a time (and he won't eat a green bean?). Mackenzie was terrified that a scary shark would eat her so she wouldn't set foot in the water. Today, Ethan played in the sand and didn't gobble it up. And Mackenzie, well, she's still scared that a scary shark will get her but she did venture a little into the surf. She was also very concerned about Ethan getting carried away by the water. So she kept an extra set of eyes on him for me. We went to Ft. Lauderdale beach and with the cool playground and the shady picnic area it made for a really nice morning. Now it's raining. But at least we made it outside earlier. Laundry is calling me. I don't want to answer.

Beware of Child

What am I going to do about my son? I thought maybe a sign around his neck that says-BEWARE OF BITING CHILD!! I'm trying to put this in perspective. This is not the worst thing that could be happening with him. He is not flunking out of school, planning on running away with his pregnant girlfriend or experimenting with weird drugs. He's two and he has a penchant for sinking his teeth in other people's skin. With a smile might I add!! Little people, litte problems... Thank goodness for understanding and gracious friends at church. I really am afraid to show my face in the nursery for fear that someone will hurl some insults at me about my parenting. (I'm partially kidding. tee hee) I'm anxiously awaiting the day when this stage will pass. Then on to the next stage. In the meantime he'll have to wear the sign everywhere we go.

When will the semester be over?

When will the semester be over? Matt says this semester has flown by, but I say it is the slowest one yet! He has one more semester to go and will be done in September. September can't come quick enough!! Poor Matt. He's the one doing all the work and I'm doing all the complaining. He's at the library now with his group working on a project. Only 2 more weeks to go for this semester. I will be curious what this degree will do for him at work, as far as him moving up the "company ladder". We shall see. Until then, we will enjoy where we are. Funny, it's taken me 32 years to become content with So.Fla. I'm a little slow.

me time??? Is there such a thing...

Me time? No, M.E. time, as in Mackenzie and Ethan time. Are we on the same page now? Good. Need some wine with this cheese? Yes. But how can you not be cheesy when you're the mom of these two little imps?? I tried the blogging thing on MySpace but I was a little leary of the press it was getting, so I thought I'd try this site. Hear that? That's me jumping on the bandwagon.