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Thursday, August 21, 2008

sugar=happiness

I have noticed that sugar cures just about anything in our house...wounds, tempter tantrums, exhaustion. So, imagine what a good day it was when it all started with doughnuts from Kurts favorite bakery:)

And although the pics may show otherwise, Reese really did get one too. She is just a bottomless pit and was begging for Keegans after she finished her own!!! downloaded.







KidSpace

We went to the Center of Science and Industry (COSI for you Ohio folk)...they have an amazing kids area called KidSpace!!!! They had sooooo much fun from the moment we arrived (and daddy did too even though I lectured him before we arrived that this was a day all about the kids) The kids crashed before we even got out of the parking lot when we left.











thank you aunt marylin:)

Keegan and Reese were spoiled (whats new!!!)...

Reese got a trunk full of dress up stuff and Keegan got a keyboard. They both love the gifts and have even been inspired to share now and then:) And who knew a toddler boy could walk so well in heels!!!!

I have a few more funny pic on another camera that I will add later...so check back...

Love

Annie







Wednesday, August 20, 2008

The Baptism...


I am typically quite the picture taker...but I left BOTH of my cameras in AZ. Thank goodness for aunt Marylin being prepared

We are honored to have the responsibility of being Godparents and were so glad to be a part of Annie's special day!!!!



The BIG moment:)

Its OFFICIAL!!!!

Kurt and his 2 Annies=)

Annie, Kurt (Heathers Kurt), Heather, Kurt (Annies Kurt), Annie (Heathers daughter, our Goddaughter) and the priest. GOT THAT!!!!!

Cousins. Keegan had the cutest tie on...but it came flying off at the end of mass and didnt make it into a single photo!!!!

Kurt and Annie. ALMOST made us want to have a 3rd!!!!

Ft Wayne...

The reason for our trip to Ohio was truly for our little Goddaughters baptism. We headed for Ft Wayne for the big day. Here are a few pics of the fun the day before and the next afternoon. Keegan and Reese LOVE their cousins. We are so glad we got to spend the day with Emma and Annie...and of course Heather and Kurt too. (yes...there are 2 Kurts and 2 Annies in this scenario) They ran, played, swam and ran some more. The highlights of the trip for the kids were staying in a hotel, Emmas bouncy house (Keegan overcame his fear, HOORAY!!!!), Aunt Marylins new puppy Bella, and CAKE!!!!!

Enjoy the slideshow...

Love

Annie



Good times in the Buckeye state....



This will be a series of posts from our few week in Ohio (the kids and I still have a few days left).

These pics are from our little road trip to see friends from college. Greg and Wendy bought a great old house and have been spending lots of time and energy (and money) fixing it up. They have a 4 year old daughter Emily who Keegan had lots of fun playing with (when they werent wanting the same thing...TODDLERS!!!) We had a wonderful dinner thanks to Wendy and Keegan is still talking about the ice cream with sprinkles and M&ms. I had Kurts parents camera and tried to get a little artsy with a few of the features too:) Anyway...it was great to catch up with them and here are a few pics from the day...

Keegan LOVED the tree swing.

Hold on tight Reese!!!!

MAN talk:)

Emily with her squishy lizards. I think Emily has the most amazing imagination of any child I have ever met.

Wendy won Reese over by helping her collect rocks.

Emily taught the kids superman style swinging:)

CHEESE!!!!

Keegan could have seriously done this ALL day!!!!

Love this pic!!!!



The next 2 pics accurately describe the day....the kids were either perfect or....

They were totally dramatic since they wanted the same toy...and this was absurd since there were TONS of toys.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

our little medalists...

Keegan and Reese made olympic medals at Moms Day Out today...how cute is that???

Keegan won a gold. The event was apparently nose picking...
and Reese brought home a silver in WHINING. I feel bad for the parents of the gold medalist in this event!!!!





Adios...

We are so sad to see our friends Burnin and Anela move to TX. We had a little get together with some friends to let then know how much they will be missed. And Keegan will miss his Hawaiian girlfriend too:( Here was the group...all fellow Cow Town Alumni.



Oh la la...look at all of those moms who got all dressed up. Amazing how nice you can look at the end of dinner when your kids arent there:) No food stains or anything:)


And all of studmuffins!!! I really like the one in the green shirt:) Oh...I just noticed that there are 2 guys in green shirts...and both are named Slammer. Just more to add to the confusion!!! I am specifically talking about the one in the bright green shirt who is also my husband. And for those of you in my family who love the pilots call signs the guys from left to right are....
Slammer, Brick, Batman, Burnin, Crush, MY Slammer and Shado

Keegan and his ladies:).

Eat your heart out Max...Keegan is in town:)


Keegan and Malana snuggled in the chair. These two are a riot together. What will be do without Malana and Amelia to play with???




Keegan and Grace...another one of Keegans ladies from Clovis. The is what happens with Grace hangs out at our house without her parents:)

Monday, August 11, 2008

Happy Sweet 16 Libby!!!!


This is in honor of my baby neices 16th birthday!!!! We love you Libby!!!! And in case you are wondering, Kurt does have this saved for future use and may add more rules later:)

APPLICATION FOR PERMISSION TO DATE MY DAUGHTER:

NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor.


NAME_____________________________________ DATE OF BIRTH_____________

HEIGHT___________ WEIGHT____________ IQ__________ GPA_____________

SOCIAL SECURITY #_________________ DRIVERS LICENSE #________________

BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES__________________________________________

HOME ADDRESS_______________________ CITY/STATE___________ ZIP______

Do you have parents? ___Yes ___No
Is one male and the other female? ___Yes ___No
If No, explain:
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Number of years they have been married: ______________________________
If less than your age, explain:
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________



ACCESSORIES SECTION:

A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __No
B. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __No
C. A waterbed? __Yes __No
D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __No
E. A tattoo? __Yes __No
F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, belly-button ring, or a pierced
tongue, eyebrow or cheek? __Yes __No

(IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.)

ESSAY SECTION:

In a minimum of at least 50 words, what does 'LATE' mean to you?

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________

In a minimum of at least 50 words, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER'
mean to you?
______________________________________________________________
______________________________________________________________

In a minimum of at least 50 words , what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you?

______________________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________


REFERENCES SECTION:

Church you attend: ___________________________________________________

How often you attend: ________________________________________________

When would be the best time to interview your:

father? _____________

mother? _____________

pastor? _____________


SHORT-ANSWER SECTION:

Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers are confidential.

A: If I were shot, the last place on my body I would want shot would be:
____________________________________________________________________

B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my:
_______________________________________________________________________________


C: A woman's place is in the:
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________


D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is:
__________________________________________________________________________

E. What do you want to do IF you grow up?
____________________________________________________________________________________________________


F. When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is:
________________________________________________________________________

G. What is the current going rate of a hotel room?___________________________________________________________________________________________


I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN ANT TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.


_________________________________________________________
Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!)


_______________________________ ________________________________
Mother's Signature Father's Signature

_______________________________ ________________________________
Pastor/Priest/Rabbi State Representative/Congressman

Thank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing. You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can't, and it would cause you injury). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentleman wearing white ties carrying violin cases. (you might watch your back)

To prepare yourself, start studying Daddy's Rules for Dating.

Daddy's Rules for Dating

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them..

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object.
However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.'




Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter:
Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool.
Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies which feature cute little animals are okay. Sports events are okay.
Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi . When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

thought of the day...

While watching the olympics this morning it started to rain...so the commentator gave the viewers a critical bit of info...

She said that "typically when it rains, things get wet"

I know I was enlightened. We might have to get her and Ms South Carolina together:)

Happy Olympic watching!!!!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Good fortune...

I now believe in fortune cookies. I know, my previous post was about praying in regards to Keegan and Reese and potential separation anxiety since we are participating in a Mothers Day Out program. But everyone knows that God is a mysterious man...and I also think he has one heck of a sense of humor ( I was going to write hell in that sentence...but that just seemed wrong). Anyway...I worked on Tuesday and took the kids with me. They were both really good and had fun. Today I dropped them off...and Keegan (my mama's boy) just about lost it!!! It was full up crying with tears. Could there be anything more heartbreaking than standing on the other side of a mirrored window watching your child cry??? Did I mention that Reese didnt care at all????My friend Anne Marie was there for moral support and to crawl back to the door (she didnt want her daughter to see her either) and let the moms in charge know that I had binkys in my bag. After a few more minutes not being able to settle Keegan down they gave him his binky and life was grand. I left...got SO much done and even topped the day off with a pedicure!!! When I went back I watched the kids for a few minutes from the window again and they were SOOOO happy. Just playing and enjoying being out of the house. When Ii walked into the room I expected them to come running...but they just looked at me, said hi and just kept doing what they were doing. Keegan talked all the way home about going outside to swing, that Reese pooped, and that Grace hugged him!!!! And the moms said that they were both great and that Keegan was the helper in the class. He made sure everyone was hydrated and supervised diaper changes:)

So...to top a lazy mom day off we stopped at Panda Express for lunch...and here is what the fortune cookie said....

"Get away from home awhile to restore energy"

Well...that must be a sign right!!!!

So...to all of you moms out there that might have worse separation anxiety than your kids....

Remember how important you are also. If you dont have time to relax and recharge then you are no good to anyone. And as much as we would all like to think that our children just couldnt possibly survive without us, they really are quite resiliant creatures!!!!

Have a wonderful weekend!!!!

Annie

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

I need a hobby!!!

My friend Jennifer put the links to some quizzes her blog. The topic was fighter pilot culture...and sadly enough I got all 30 questions right. I swore that I have given up paying attention to my husbands silly antics...but apparenly I knew more than I thought!!! On the bright side I no longer have his UPT checklist memorized. I used to carry flash cards in my purse and quiz him in the car and eventually learned it myself. There were serioulsy a few times that the guys would be talking about an upcoming test and I would have to tell them the answer when they all drew a blank. Kurt was always soooo proud. Of course now I can just tell you every detail of every Sesame Street character and can read most of Keegans books without looking at the words. Imagine what amazing things I could do if I actually focused some of that energy somewhere else!!!!

Anyway...here are the quizzes...let me know how you do!!! And hats off to you if you get them all WRONG...it means your brain cells havent been left somewhere in a squadron bar!!!!

http://www.funtrivia.com/playquiz/quiz2591491dab920.html
http://www.funtrivia.com/playquiz/quiz2555711d42bf0.html
http://www.funtrivia.com/playquiz/quiz2546361d275a8.html

Love

Annie aka "Nooner" (yes...some of us wives have our own call signs...HARRUMPH!!!!)

Sunday, August 3, 2008

God grant me the serenity....

to accept the things I can not change,
courage to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference....

I have been saying this to myself for a few weeks now. It is my favorite prayer since it allows me to see my abilty to take charge of my own life in many ways...something that is much easier said than done!!! MANY of you know how anxious I get with issues involving my children. Like most moms I just want life to be perfect for them and get a little crazy every once in a while since this often leads to me not givng myself a break. Kurt and I have not spent a night together away from the kids EVER and the only time I have been away from them overnight was to have Reese. And for those of you who dont have kids...labor and delivery isnt exactly a vacation!!!

It took me FOREVER to get my first babysitter for the kids...and even longer to actually enjoy myself while I was away. Reese's Godmother Rebecca was the 1st person to watch Keegan while we lived in Clovis. She was sooooo excited to spend time with him and get a baby fix and I REALLY needed a haircut and some highlights. Kurt was of course TDY so I decided it was time to leave him for a few hours. Our friend Laura was even there just hanging out...so Keegan had tons of adult supervision from 2 very well qualified ladies. I got to the salon and basically gave the stylist and ultiimatum to do my hair faster than she had ever done hair before. I was soooo scared that Keegan was crying and lost without me. She hurried and I was out of there in about an hour. I was starving but did not stop to get anything to eat and I am sure I broke all sorts of traffic laws to get home. I arrived to a smiling happy Keegan who had 2 women hugging and kissing him. He never cried...didnt even miss me. Did this make me more confortable leaving him. NOT AT ALL!!! I figured it must have been a fluke!!! Seriously, what is wrong with me???

I do NOT have an easy time walking away from the kids and leaving someone else in charge. I do not think that I have control issues...but I am sure I am in some sort of denial. Maybe Kurt would tell you the truth when I wasnt around:)

Anyway...I have signed the kids up for a Moms Day Out program. It is an amazing concept where a bunch of moms get together and form a co-op to take care of each others kids and give the other moms a break. SO....the mom that has more separation anxiety than her toddlers is signed up and the program starts this week. And so the panic attacks have begun!!!!

I will be dropping my kids off once a week...and volunteering 2 times a month (and I even get to take the kids with me on those days). I was soooooo controling that I made sure to volunteer on the 1st day that class started so I could be there with the kids on their first day. I know...NEUROTIC. I am just hoping that the preschool , kindergarten, and high school teachers dont mind if I sit in on class for a few days also:) Anyway...it is only 3 hours and the program is tons of fun, but I have completely convinced myself that MY kids will be "those kids". You know...the ones whos moms have to be called back b.c they just can handle it.

I am sure they will be fine...but I just wanted all of you to say a little prayer for the 3 of us this week that all goes smoothly. I know I really need a little break...and it will be sooooo great for the kids to have a regular dose of social interaction without me breathing down their necks.

I know I can not control this situation and I just need to have faith in my kids...but say a few prayers anyway. We will take all we can get!!!! Hopefully in a few days the kids will be having the time of their lives, making new friends and I will be with my friends having coffee and getting a pedicure:)

Hope everyone had a great weekend...

Love to you all

Annie

Friday, August 1, 2008

white, white kids!!!!

I would like to start this post off with a sincere apology to my children from Kurt and I for passing on our inability to process the concept of rhythm. I would also like to apologize for the blurry video but I think that is what happens to a camera trying to follow a spinning cloud of toule:)

And for all of you out there who knew me as a tomboy as a child and think that Reese just might be a girly girl....this video is just plain deceptive. While I was uploading the pics she was still wearing her tutu and then added cowboy boots and Keegans baseball hat, then found a toy dinosaur and chased Keegan around the living room growling. Apple doesnt fall to far from the tree...or so I have been told by mother:)

This might also be a sneak peek of halloween since I havent found many cute light weight costumes suitable for an AZ trick or treat:)

Booty shaker on a sugar high!!!!!