A Little Bit of Play

This past week has been spring break. Although we had anticipated a nice, relaxing break...it's been anything but. We had even planned an overnight get-a-way...but that didn't happen. The culprit...Kye's room (pictures to come in the next few days!). It was to be a simple painting project. It turned into a disaster (more info later). To sum it up, we ended up hiring a painter to redo and finish the work we started.

So anyways, among all the work, the kids found time for a little play. These pictures were taken at the school's playground across the street.

The 3 Amigos

A little brotherly love...these 2 love each other!

Jordyn and her BFF (am I sounding a little pre-teenish?), Nikki

Kye on the pogo stick...he didn't know his mama is an ole' pro at the pogo stick! He about died when I got on there and could actually do it...Do you believe me? Pictures to come!

We were conducting a little science experiment here...to see how high Camden's hair would stand on end.

Trilogy

I absolutely love Nicholas Sparks' books! The problem arose when I read all of his books. I had a run where I wasn't reading anything...because it wasn't Nicholas Sparks. Not too long ago, I asked the librarian for recommendations of books that I might like. I told her that I was into Nicholas Sparks' books. She recommended this author...Richard Paul Evans. I took her advice, and to my surprise, really liked this trilogy. Check it out!

Read this one 1st:

Then this one:

And finish up with this one:
Now don't get crazy and read em' out of order! Run along now and read!

Nothing Like the Wal-Mart Easter Bunny

Headed over to the local Wal-Mart this afternoon. An announcement came over the intercom..."Attention Wal-Mart shoppers. The Easter Bunny is awaiting visitors in the back of the store." Who'd have guessed the Easter Bunny would be there? So I picked up the pace, nearly knocking other shoppers out of my way with my cart so I could get to the back of the store...Camden's never seen the Easter Bunny (EB). I wouldn't want him to miss it. We got back there, got in line and waited. At first, Camden thought the EB was great fun. He was screaming, "puppy" and pointing at EB. When it came time to sit on EB's lap, the look of fear fell across his face. I think I would be fearful too, as the EB's mouth and monstrous teeth looked as though it was going to gobble up each and every kid that sat on his lap. The picture was quick and painless and we got a nice memento out of it.

Hillbilly Bath

Last weekend I mentioned to my husband that the bathtub drain was draining slowly. I asked if he would fix it. "Yep" was the answer. For those of you who don't know, Brandon is a HUGE procrastinator. So it didn't get done. This afternoon Camden was in desperate need of a bath. He was quite greasy! I went upstairs to put him in the tub and the tub was full of water...Clogged! Brandon's at basketball games all day today, therefore I'm in charge of unclogging the drain...Draino here I come! In the meantime, Camden got his first Hillbilly bath!

Our Thumb-Sucking Boy...

Dreaming about puppy dogs and basketballs (and the Duke game tonight)!

The Dreaded Appointment...

In less than 24 hours, I will be sitting in the dentist's chair. Have I ever told you I absolutely despise going to the dentist? Well I do! I sweat profusely for the 30 minutes I sit in the chair and my knuckles turn white as I grip the chair for dear life.

It hasn't always been like this...only in the past few year have I dreaded going. Here's the story...right before our wedding, I was trying to whiten my teeth. I accidentally feel asleep with the Crest White Strips on...so rather than a 30 minute whitening session...I got a 7 hour session. When I woke up, I looked in the mirror and part of my gums were white. I didn't think anything of it and went about brushing my teeth as normal. In the next few days, I realized I had brushed away some of my gums. The next time I went to the dentist it hurt like the dickens! I evidently had not only brushed away some of my gums...I exposed a couple roots! Still, I wasn't too worried. For the next 6 months, I babied my gums. I went out to the drug store and bought this little gadget that claimed it promoted good gum health. When I returned to the dentist, I asked the hygienist who was cleaning my teeth how my gums looked. I explained to her that I was using this gadget to promote good gum health and asked her if my gums were growing back. She looked at me like I was crazy! It was then that I knew I was doomed...she told me that your gums don't grow back. Ugh!! So every time I go to the dentist, they hit my exposed root and it nearly sends me through the roof. This, my dear friends, is my story of why I hate going to the dentist.

Hunting for a New Handbag

I have been on the lookout for a new purse for a year now. I think I've found one (or two) that I can't live without. I need something big enough for all my stuff, including a diaper or two (just in case I have an accident!!) For some reason I HATE spending money on a new purse. I don't know why...but I'm feeling it's time. My current purse is too small, the zipper sticks about 1/2 way, and the leather isn't in very good condition. Plus it's black and I'm a brown kind of gal now. So here they are...the purse(s) I can't live without. What do you think?