Sunday, June 7, 2009

Random pictures

Tummy time...


Sisters!!! Avery is 5 months now!

My little artist...




Ty...starved for attention...


Kendall put on her own lipstick...

Put in your earplugs...

...we've got a screamer. This is what I get to listen to! I call her the teradactyl. In Avery's defense it is NOT every day. She has calmed down quite a bit since I recorded this last week. I think she may have been a little embarrassed. Also please listen (in between the screams) to Kendall. You notice that she repeats EVERYTHING I say in EXACTLY the same tone. Trust me, you have no freaking idea how ridiculous you sound until your 3 year old mimics you. I love my daughter but find her copying incredibly annoying... which means Avery is getting it double and has to be miserable. No wonder she screams...she's trying to drown out her mother and sister's voices...

Translation: "get me the h*ll out of here, these people are freaking crazy. They put me in abnormal devices that turn in circles and rattle and play weird music OR in a contraption that dangles me from a door only to be tortured by my sister and the dog who insists on walking in and out of the bedroom 10 times a minute - turning me in circles so as to jumble my senses and render me screamless. My only ally is the cat. He ignores me. He is my only friend. Together we will find freedom."

video

New Porch

So Mike and I have been fixing up the house here and there (see the post about the new closet!). Well we'd talked about putting slate down on the back porch and hem-hawed (sp?) about it for weeks then ruled it out. Well...we finally did it! And IT....LOOKS....AWESOME. We took out the brick planters that we'd put in a long time ago and that was no fun. Correction - my hubby took them out. In between Avery's feedings and naps, I wasn't much help. I did, however, give him the brilliant idea of getting the big Home Depot buckets to help hawl it away so I get props there.
Oh and by the way, when I say "we" put slate on the back porch I mean "Mike made a call and had the professionals put them." It was hard work taking care of 2 babies and watching those guys sweat in this Texas heat. Luckily it was really dry out and not the usual 100% humidity. And we made them cookies and took them lemonade. They "spoke-a no ingles" but kept smirking and laughing. I guess they aren't used to white chicks handing out cookies on a job. Well...I hope they know that they are very appreciated. Anyway, I've got a dozen other things to blog about so without further ado...

BEFORE...


AFTER!!!