St. Patty's Day & Happy Birthday "K"

Mommy's little lucky charm. I have been making tutus and this was our St. Patty's Day outfit. I made the onsie as well. Go Mommy!



Someone was not impressed with her modeling job! But you have to admit, she is precious even when she fusses! She might even be cuter! I might be a bit biased though.



Biased or not, I am pretty sure that this is the most gorgeous baby girl to ever exist!



Not sure what this face is all about.



She is Mommy's pretty princess. She already likes to be called that too! She just smiles when I tell her that she is Mommy's pretty princess! She has me wrapped around her little finger!



Pretty princess showing her cute little baby "peet" as "E" calls them.



Sisters forever. Mommy's lucky charm and the birthday girl.



She has waited years to get a baby sister.



I think she was looking at Daddy.



A partial smile.



Our brand new teenager! I can hardly believe it. Our sweet girl is a teenager. Where has the time gone?!?



She is turning into such a young lady. She is helpful, loving and kind. She loves her brothers and little sister. We are very proud of the young lady that she is becoming.

This year she is in symphonic band, she plays the bass clarinet. She is a twirler. She is very social.

For her birthday, she wanted to go to Texas Roadhouse for dinner. We had a nice dinner with family. Then Friday night we took her and a friend bowling. They had a great time. I tried to get pictures of that but bowling is not exactly an easy sport to photograph.

Backyard fun

Sunday was a beautiful day, "I" had been begging since he got up to go outside and play in the sprinkler. I knew it was really still too cool. The wind was blowing quite a bit too.



Daddy mowed the grass and turned the sprinkler on to water the grass. I knew what was going to happen. Two little boys and a sprinkler. The rest is history, very cute history I might add.



The look on his face was priceless. I think the water was a lot colder than he thought it was going to be.



That little one sure does look guilty. Oddly enough though, he wasn't. This time anyway.



They had a great time though. "I" started complaining that he was cold. "E" really did not care. He finally started telling us, "I cold Mommy. I cold Daddy."



They played for a few minutes then we dried them off and went inside.



I think they had fun though, what do you think?

Old McDonald's Farm

Last week was our spring break. It was nowhere near long enough. We are still trying to get used to the time change and were not ready to get up Monday morning and go back to school, for that matter we were not ready to get up this morning either!

We met some friends at a little petting zoo on one of our days off. The kids had a great time. While we were getting our things together for the day, "E" decided that he was going to read to the baby. It was the cutest thing. He picked out their children's story bible and "read" to her from that. She was a little wobbly in the bumbo chair so I did not leave her down there long but had to get a picture before I got her out.



"H" spent most of the day being the best big brother ever and carried "E" wherever he wanted to go. I think "E" was not feeling too good that day so he enjoyed getting the attention.



When he was not hitching a ride, they held hands and walked around the place checking things out.



There was a huge sand pile, that made me nervous. My kids do not "usually" like getting dirty at home. They are the plan ahead to play in the dirt kind of guys. BUT, we have been to a few birthday parties where sand was involved and I actually had to bathe them before we were able to head home. For that reason, I was afraid that they were going to go hog wild in the sand. "I" is the only one who played in the sand and he did not wreck himself too terribly bad. He had a great time playing in the sand with his friends from school.



Then he and his BFF "G" played a little tether ball.



We rode the train all together once. Then "H" and "E" rode the train about 826.4 more times. :) They rode so many times that "E" finally fell asleep. It was too cute.



Four silly little chickens!



A "hiccup" as "E" Called it, sitting on the roof of one of the pavilions. Every time it made it's noise, not sure what to say it was doing, "E" wanted to know where the "hiccup" was.



Big brother carrying little brother, again. Or should I say, still?



Petting the goats.



"E" was excited about going inside and petting the goats, until he got in there. He was not real sure about them once he got inside. He was pretty apprehensive about touching them at first. I think it is funny how he is leaning in yet still holding on to big brother's hand to protect himself.



Still not too sure about the little goats.



I guess he decided that he was safe so he let go of his protectors hand.



Waiting in line, trying to decide if he really wanted to ride the pony.



"I" was very excited about riding the pony.



Each time after he rode the pony, he would get off and run back around to get in the line.



I think he ended up riding all of the ponies except for one.



I wonder if the ponies ever get tired of just walking around in a circle, all day long. Ugh, I know I would.



He finally decided that it looked safe so he gave it a try.



AND HE LOVED IT!



I bet he rode the pony 5 or 6 times himself. I know the ponies must get tired of making that trip in the circle because I sure did. I know he was not feeling well because he was having fun but did not hardly smile at all. Poor little guy.



All of the kiddos looking at, petting and feeding the cow after the million combined pony rides!



"E" checking out the bunnies inside their house.



Trying to feed the bunnies. He kept saying he wanted "to hold it, bunny." I love the way he says things. He is growing up way too fast. He tells me all of the time, "I wanna hold it, baby" talking about his baby sister. Or "I love it, baby!" He just melts my heart!

Oh, and if you are wondering where the girl children are in these photos, it was really windy so we tried to keep the little princess in her carrier as much as we could and big sister had gone to spend the night with a friend the night before so they could go skating.

Go Texan Day and Pet Parade

When looking through pictures this morning, trying to decide what my first "welcome back to blogging" post was going to be about, I ran across these. There is one in particular that made me decide that "THIS" was the right thing to post.

About a month ago, "I" had Go Texan Day and a Pet Parade at school. The class had been looking forward to this day for weeks, if not longer. They got to bring small caged animals or fish to school in the morning to spend the day in class with them. And then the parents were to show up at 2:15 with dogs, cats and larger animals. He was so excited to take the dog to school that he could hardly sleep the night before. I on the other hand was not so sure how the "dog" would like being around other animals. I am not convinced that he knows that he is a dog. He has only been around other dogs a few times and he was not impressed. At all. He was a real wimp!

We drug out "H's" old cowboy hat from his old Go Texan days. We found boots too but "I" would have no part of it, he said they hurt his feet. Oh well, it was the thought that counted, right? We found the vest he wore last year to Go Texan day at pre-school and we were ready. Do you remember that day? Look how much he has changed.

Cutest little cowboy ever!



Look out! The sheriff is back!



The dog even followed the Texas day theme, sporting a red bandanna.



The idea of the "pet parade" was more like a pet show and tell. The kids got to stand in front of their class mates and tell the other students about their pet. That did not go over so well so the teacher started asking them questions about their pet. That did not go very well either. Remember these kids are in kindergarten and there were ANIMALS there!! 'Nough said. All they were concerned about was giggling, laughing, pointing, petting, squealing, and clapping. It was the funniest thing ever. It was so loud that there is no way the other children could have heard anything that was being said, but thats ok, they did not care anyway.



Our dog, "Link" or "Linky Dog" (although we do not really call him either of those, we call him "Dog") has never really been fond of walking on a leash. He loves hanging out in the back yard and if he leaves the yard with us, he is pretty good about staying close. He can be a little difficult to "walk" on a leash.



See?



It was THIS picture that made me decide what to post about today. I think it might just be the funniest thing that I have EVER seen. Like. EVER. I am not really sure what to say about this picture because honestly I am still laughing my crazy head off at it. I hope you all get as much of a giggle out of it as I have!



This is one of the little dogs Link met while at school. I was rather impressed that he actually sniffed the other dog and let the other dog sniff him. He not once laid down or acted like his normal wuss self. There were even 2 standard sized poodles and he checked them out as well. I was proud of him! This little dog was nice. There was another little dog with a bad attitude and Link did not care for him. I do not blame him, I didn't either, he peed on my stroller wheel! Not impressed!!!



The boss man "E" had to bring his dog too. He is all about dogs. He loves everything dog. I think he might just be a little obsessed.



"E" and his baby dog.



Someone does not understand "personal space" very well.



"E" and his friend "Ms.E" who loves him dearly. I think he kinda likes her too. She takes him by the hand and drags him everywhere and he just goes right along with her. It is so cute!



"E" holding "Ms. E's" cat, Jax. Poor cat. We went to their house a few days before the pet parade and he wanted to "hold it, cat" the whole time we were there. And by "hold it, cat" I mean around the neck. Poor cat has either lost too much oxygen to care or is just really laid back. The jury is still out! The cat is a really good sport either way. When the cat did manage to get away from him, he screeched like he was dying and all of the adults would go running. We asked him what happened and his answer each time was, "Cat got away!" When "E" found out that the pets were going to school, he wanted to know if the cat would be there. He asked about that cat for DAYS!!! Poor cat, I am sure it does not feel any of the same feelings!



The 2 cutest "E's" I know!