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.

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:)

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.

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!!!!

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

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!!!!)

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

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!!!!!

Daddys pride and joy!!!!

This week has been a tear jerker (us teary for once instead of our toddlers). Keegan started off watching a NASCAR race with Kurt on Sunday (and no...I dont approve, I am trying to squelch the redneck genes!!!! Just kidding). Kurt turned up the volume for the National Anthem and the flyover (I still dont understand how a pilot gets excited about seeing planes; kinda like a garbage man getting excited about trash day to me) and Keegan stood up, put his hand over his heart and stood there in silence the entire time. We have only show him this once. I know, that may seem odd for a military kid...but if I havent mentioned it before, we dont go out in public with our two kids very often. If you knew them you would understand what an event leaving the house for long is!!! Anyway, back to the story. Kurt was beaming with pride when his little boy did this. Guess it is time to start teaching him the Pledge of Allegiance. Anyway...if that wasnt enough, we were in the car yesterday and he saw the jets fly over. He told me that the first one was him and the second was daddy. The third one was of course Uncle Crush (we are working on it Newell Family...I promise, Uncle Napalm with be in the 4 ship soon). He told me that when he was big he was going to fly F-16s with daddy. And he got M&ms at the store for being such a sweetie!!!! Oh...and for those of you out there unfamiliar with our fighter pilot life...those are not his uncles REAL names...nor his uncles really. But they are our family from past and present assignments who we love dearly and couldnt make it through life without. And come on, Uncle Neal and Uncle Vince just sound way too boring dont you think:)

Ok...short story just turned into a long one...story of my life I guess. Just be happy that I actually completed the story!!!

Love to you all...we miss you all...and for his pilot "uncles" Keegan says "Drive Safe", Fly Fast", "Love you"

The D10 family

cheesy grins, bucket head, equal opportunity etc...

Here are Keegan and Reese fake grins. They just started doing this and this look is plastered on their faces as soon as I point the camera at them. And, Keegan says "cheese" over and over and over. I think Reese actaully started it...it was her reaction to the flash:) This is a typical scenario in our house...that the baby sister teaches the big bro lots of things.

Everyone has ben commenting on how RED Reeses hair is...now that she has some:) Can you see it??? Still looks blonde on a daily basis...but these comments are from unbiased observers who dont know of all the family members praying for a little red haired baby!!!!! Maybe we have a shot after all. If not it will just be up to Lisa:)

After lots of fun actually playing with the blocks the kids entertained themselves for quite a long time with the storage bucket.


Look at those blue eyes:) And do you like Keegans hairdo??? It is his faux-hawk...inspired by the lovely ladies he spent time with at the beach. Teenage girls sure can make you feel old and out of date??? I didnt even know what a faux-hawk was:)
Reeses turn!!!!





Reeses new baby Bella. After getting shots at the allergist last week I decided that she deserved a new toy (we will not mention Kurts reaction to me saying she NEEDED a new toy). So we went to Target and went right to the baby doll aisle since she is obsessed with her babies. Anyway...she saw this Cabbage Patch doll and just about fell out of the cart trying to get to it. She held the box and said "Baaaabbbyyyy" all the way through the store!!!! Isnt it too cute??? We are on the hunt for the asian baby next:)
Making sure the baby has a good time:)
I love the signature on the butt:) Can you see a little red here...of course her shirt is probably helping out too.

And making sure not to ignore Baby Annie (Keegan named this one...creative huh???) This is her ultimate favorite doll....her American Girl Bitty Baby from Aunt Melissa and the family for her bday:) She got thiss doll on vacation,,,and since Reese was very grumpy more than usual the baby was renamed Bitchy Baby (I wont mention by who!!!!). Funny huh???
Rollling "boppas police car" down the slide. The kids have learned that just about anything can be launched across the toy room when rolled down the slide:)
Cheese
I dont even know what to say here!!!!
All the fun comes to an end!!!!!

And it is nap time!!!!!

funny funny, ha ha

So, Keegan told his first joke tonight. Kurt and I have declared it to be his first joke since what e said was really funny and he knew it before we even laughed. Over the last two and a half years he has done a ton of things to make us crack up...but this time was different. Here is the scene: We are eating dinner and the kids have turkey and cheese. Keegan is picking the cheese off and leaving the turkey behind. You also need to know that Kurt and I call Keegan and Reese our turkeys and since Keegan is all about counting he has decided that he is "turkey 1" and Reese is "turkey 2"...

So....

Me: Keegan, you need to eat your turkey too
Keegan: But mommy, I am turkey one (big smirk follwed by a belly laugh from Keegan)

And for those of you who are keeping track, no turkey was eaten by Keegan yet when he was hungry later he asked for M&ms!!!!

Get it??? Ok...so we arent going to sign him up for a slot on comedy central, but I was impressed by his quick wit.

And to be fair I dont want the sibling rivalry to date back to the blog...here is a Reese story.

We were out in the pool this evening which is quite an adventure with our little daredevil fishy girl. Anyway, Keegan and Reese were taking turns jumping from the side of the pool to Kurt (and by taking turns I mean Keegan was taking turns and Reese had to be held back and screamed until it was her turn again). Kurt was counting to three and then the kids would jump. Apparently our little impatient girl wasnt happy with this process, so she stood up, yelled "3" (a new word!!!)and jumped in. Thank goodness for the pool net is all I can say!!!! Otherwise we would have some serious worries on a daily basis!!!!

So, she now is saying doggie, daddy, mommy, keekee (Keegan) fish, duck, more, out, monkey, yummy, shoes (she is obsessed), choo choo, Elmo, milk, binky and THREE. I am sure I am forgetting quite a few words...Sorry!!!!

Ok...I know I am making you guys read lately...I am sure more pics will be coming soon:)

Love

the D10 fam

finally figured it out...

So a while ago Keegan, Reese and I were in Walmart when he completely FREAKED out about a blue betta fish. He was sooooo in love with it that I just had to bring it home (cant wait to see Kurts face when he asks for a pony). So I when I asked him what he was going to name it (he is really into naming things) he said Moe. I had no idea where he had heard this name and was wondering if I even heard it correctly since he still has a thick toddler accent (we also think there is a little unexplainable BAAAHSTON in there too). Anyway, after days it was clearer and clearer that this fishes name was indeed Moe (better than the goldfish that he named Penis!!!!). So at the same time he was learning to shorten names. For example he calls Kurts mom Nonnie...but when he is being a little more casual he just calls here Non. So today he called his fish Nemo. So...Moe, is simply short for Nemo. Impressive since he hasnt seen the movie...I guess Disney seriously has infiltrated the brains of children!!!!



Oh...and while we are on the topic of names...my 2 and a half year old now calls Kurt and I by our first names and thinks he is sooooooo hilarious.!!!! And if he sees someone do something stupid (we use the word silly with him) he says "DUDE!!!!!!!!!!" Can you tell he has spent some time at a fighter squadron???? As long as we can keep him from cussing, pointing with his elbows and drinking I think he still has a chance of blending with the civilian kiddos!!!!



I know...not that impressive...but I was excited to decipher the entire thing!!!!

One more Keegan story...

We are on the hunt for Halloween costumes and I was letting him look on the computer with me. His first choice we Tinkerbell b.c he liked the wings. He declined the ideas of being a fireman, a ninja, and M&m (this one really shocked me) and a pirate. After a few minutes of looking he got the most serious look on his face and said "mommy, I just want to be Keegan". Deep thoughts huh??? So...we have decided that we have a few options at home and we are going to go simple this year since I can already envision 2 meltdowns when I am actaully trying to dress them up on halloween...and I would rather not have to yell vulgar words when my kids wont wear the $50 costume that I just thought was too adorable:)



And now for Reese...

Today I caught her sitting in the middle of the train table throwing cars and track like a wild woman, half way up the kicthen table (she scales the chairs like a monkey), in the middle of my bed jumping, in the bathtub (empty of course) and eating dog food!!! You would think from the sound of it she is left alone for long periods of time. NO...this was all the trouble she found in the time it too me to go to the bathroom or answer the phone!!! All the while Keegan is telling her "No Reese...danger!!!" And when you catch her she has the biggest rotten grin. When you tell her "no" she bursts into tears, pouty lip and all. Already a drama queen at 1!!!! We are in for a wild ride with this one!!!

I promise pics with the next post!!!

Have a great weekend...

Love

Annie

workin at the carwash...

Daddy is soooo brave and includes the kids in lots of activities that just seem like chaos to me...

For example, taking them outside to was the car. It actaully ended up being a fun time once we convinced Reese to stay out of the street and off the ladder.

This is soooooo much fun. That smile didnt leave her face the entire time!!!!

This was Keegans favorite part...he screamed when he had to give the hose to daddy...and got in trouble when he blasted his sister with the hose (refer to time out pic at the end of this post). It was soooooo hot that the water was the only thing that made being outside tolerable.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.....SOAP!!!!

At what age do you think Kurt will freak out if he sees Reese topless and covered in suds while washing the car???

My hard workers...and my van has never been so clean!!!!

Keegan got in trouble for not listening and had to go to time out. Reese is such a good sister and always goes and sits next to him for moral support.