Our New Favorite Thing

Tucker has always loved to play outside. He's all boy... he plays in the dirt, eats the dirt, gets the dirt all over him. Reese, on the other hand, is a girlie girl. I was really starting to think we were going to have an "inside girl"... until recently. She used to hate to be outside... it was too hot, or too sunny, or it made her too sweaty. I don't know what happened to my girl, but she totally loves playing outside now. Yesterday she threw a fit (I'm talkin' throw yourself on the ground, kick your legs, cry for 20 minutes) fit because Chris went outside and she didn't get to go with him. It was muddy from all the rain so we didn't want to go out and play. Tucker is so laid back... he's like "whatever... play inside, play outside... doesn't really matter as long as I get to play." So... this is our new favorite thing... just playing outside in the back yard. They love it and cry every time their mean ol' mom makes them come inside.

Firrrrrst Down Bearcats!

During the fall semester, my Friday nights are spent at football games. Surprisingly, I don't really mind it. I've decided that working at a High School is keeping me young. Friday night lights totally remind me of my high school days. Plus, the Bearcats almost always win... so that makes it more enjoyable. Besides the occasional interruption to deal with teenagers causing a ruckus, I pretty much just get to sit and watch the game. Can't complain too much... it pays the bills.

This year, my parents have offered to keep the kids overnight on Fridays so Chris can come with me. How sad is it that our weekly date night is to a high school football game? Whatever, it's fun to be together, and Grandma & Grandpa are starting a little Friday night tradition with Reese and Tucker.

I did want to take them to at least one Bearcat football game this season though, so they went with us last night to watch the Bearcats stomp Grapevine. I had NO idea how it was going to go... sitting in the stands for 3 hours with 2 toddlers. Yikes. It actually went much better than I thought it would. They did eat for 3 hours straight... but hey, whatever works. Right?! Andrea and Justin brought the boys too and Campbell sat there so nicely in his daddy's lap, while my kids ran around in the stands throwing Cheerios everywhere. So unfair!

We left after half-time but still didn't get home until almost 11. Why you ask? Reese has turned into little Ms. Independent and refuses to be held. She insisted on walking the entire 2 miles to the car. She was so happy and proud and her little legs were working so hard... but it still took 45 minutes to get to the parking lot. I think everything is going to take us a lot longer now that they are both walking and want to do it on their own. Here are a few pics from our fun night at Bearcat Stadium...

Say NO To Mullets

14 months. This is the age when a lot of kids are getting their first haircut. Unfortunately, Reese takes after her mommy, who was bald until she was 2. She started to get some hair several months ago, but it's still just fuzz. Until the locks come in, we'll just keep wearing our adorable headbands and bows.

Tucker, on the other hand, was born with hair... lots of blonde (almost white) hair. He lost a lot of it early on, but it's come back. Even still, he doesn't quite need a haircut yet... if only the hair on the top and sides of his head were as long as the back. My little boy was totally starting to get a
duck tail.

So, I had to do this ...



So he wouldn't start looking like this...





So... Tucker had his first "unofficial" haircut today. We'll go have a real cut when his hair fills in a little more. Until then... we're saying NO to mullets!

Makeshift Playpen

Sunday mornings can be kind of crazy at our house. Chris has to be at church early to practice with the praise band so that leaves me to get the rest of us ready. I usually get up early and get ready before he leaves, but not the day before school starts! I totally slept in this morning. Then I was rushing around like a crazy woman trying to figure out how to get ready with two rug rats running around under my feet. Don't judge me for what I did... because they totally loved it!


They got to play in Mama's tub with their clothes on. I put them in there with some toys and I was free to shower (I could see them through the glass of course), blow dry my hair, put on my makeup, etc. If I would have put them in a pack-n-play or something, they would have screamed to get out... but they were totally happy to play in the tub for an hour.

Now, I don't recommend this if: 1. your kids hate each other as someone could be seriously injured in this confined space, and 2. you don't have a garden/jacuzzi tub because regular tubs aren't deep enough and they could climb (or fall) right out.

We made it to church on time without any tears... and that's a miracle!

Splish Splash

We went to Houston to visit Grammy and Grandpa; one last trip before school starts. Or should I say, "before football starts?" My Friday nights will be spent at the football field for about the next 5 months, so our weekend trips will be few and far between. The kids enjoyed playing in the pool while we were there. Tucker loved the slide... feet first, head first... it didn't matter. And Reese had fun pushing the side of the pool down to let all the water run out. They are so different!

Good Job!

After being out of town for Aunt Carrie's funeral, going to Houston two weekends in a row, and working like maniacs trying to get ready for school to start, the laundry was totally taking over our house. I almost decided not to go school shopping after seeing all the clothes we have. You caught the "almost" right. I could never give up the opportunity to do a little shopping.

Anyway, I Hate (with a capital H) laundry! Reese and Tucker, however, seem to quite enjoy it. And that makes it more bearable for me...

As you can see, she was quite proud of the "good job" she was doing! Now Tucker, on the other hand, isn't really into helping. He's a typical boy and would much rather just play with Dad during laundry time.

Take the Boy to the Beach...

... and he eats the sand! That's my boy... the kid who eats dirt (sand). I guess I shouldn't have been surprised since he pretty much puts everything in his mouth these days. He couldn't get enough of it... you'd have thought it was ice cream or something. Totally disgusting.

Well, after buying the land this summer, we decided that we really couldn't take a big family vacation... so we decided to "staycate" and do some fun things locally. We loaded up (and you can imagine how long that takes with two babies) and went to the beach yesterday. Unfortunately, by the time we got there a crazy storm came in and we found ourselves in a torrential downpour. Not a fun day at the beach. But because I was determined to have some family fun this weekend (after Chris being out of town all last week), we tried again today.

Is it really a beach if it's not at the ocean?? Well it is if you're at Granbury Lake. Granbury has created it's own little beach on the edge of the lake... complete with sand, tiki huts, a splash park, etc. They even went so far as to make sure the sand extended all the way into the swimming area. Thank you for that... I could actually get in the water without being totally grossed out by slimy plants growing under my feet.

Anyway, the kids didn't know the difference between this beach and one we would have paid tons of money to go to in Florida. Apart from the sand-eating incident, it was a successful day. Family fun was had by all!