28 June 2007

thanks to aunt nancy...

our camera is not lost!

we left it in baton rouge. we understand it wanting to stay because baton rouge was tons of fun. but, we are super excited to have a camera to capture those everyday activities and events. otherwise my kiddos might grow up thinking they are celebrities if we pull out the big camera everyday.

27 June 2007

uncle pootz bday

opps...it's been a little too long. so i'll do alot of blogging this week to catch up on our pictures. soon after uncle pootz and emily got engaged we had fun celebrating will's bday at texadelphia.





oppps...



nique is a natural with the kiddos. annie loved her - well half of it was the fact that nique is a super cool person and half of it was that she was feeding annie cookie's texas sheet cake with ice cream. in this picture below annie is saying, "i guess i HAVE to eat this cake."

jackson had to blow out everyone's candles. for those of you who have been at a bday party with jackson - he wails if he doesn't get to blow out the candles. this has been going on for a year now. at most parties i secretly go off and relight a candle and let him blow it out. i'm sure that might be a proven wrong technique...oh well.



10 June 2007

poop, sweat and tears


is how i'd describe our visit to the blueberry farm to pick some blueberries. it was a sweltering heat amongst the blueberry bushes. there are no pictures because they would scare you - my kids hair was soaking wet, annie was crying 75% of the time and many times jackson would just squat down and put his head in his hands. but, it was an experience...jackson would pick them and eat them so we left with maybe a pound of blueberries for about $2.

about 5 minutes into it jackson said, "i have to poopy." so...he had to go in his pullups. then after we were done we were in line to get snow cones - the snow cone stand probably makes a killing in june and july because everyone is attracted to it like a magnet after you are soaking wet in sweat. anyways, all of these people started smelling their pits because they could smell jackson and thought it was them. oh well...it made for a funny situation as i stood there and watched everyone start smelling themselves.

well...my goal was to get a load of berries and give them to people...but i came away with probably 1/5 of what i wanted to get. if i forget this experience, then maybe next time...

my friend erin took this picture of the kiddos before our outting. we had just arrived at the blueberry farm when she was leaving [we were supposed to be there at the same time]. we were looking like a bunch of city folk coming to the farm. everyone there was in tanks, tennis shoes and visors. i wore a comfy cotton skirt (one that i wear frequently with the kids - nothing nice), a white fitted shirt (imagine that..i must have 20) and flip flops. anyways, the kids look awfully cute to end up as i described above...but it was true...they and i were disgusting about 1 hour later.

09 June 2007

tats and pig tails



annie's hair is long enough and finally looks cute in pig tails. and jackson is into getting tattos and showing us his muscles. [which the tatoos obviously enhance]

annie is growing up fast. she has her own language which jackson reinforces and repeats and then translates for us. sometimes to his own gain, "annie said that she wants you to get out the cookies so he can have one." [jackson refers to annie as he]. she's getting a fun, fun personality. she gives you the best welcome when you come in a room - lots of excitment. she's a huge climber...she'll find anything she can step on, bring it to the couch or coffee table and climb up.

jackson is a typical three year old - lots of whys, lots of interest in things and asking why something is what it is, likes to read books and ask you what each person/animal is saying in the picture...which takes hours when he has richard scarry books as his personal favorite. he has the tendency to enjoy debating with us and starts of lots of his sentences with a drawn out "but... or so..." he makes us laugh every single day.