Ren Fest

Yesterday we got a day off! The Findleys had a great hook up from someone Michael works with, and we got free tickets to the Renaissance Festival. A big thank you to the Ackermans who watched our kids all day long! There aren't many people who would spend all day with the Krajca kids, and live to tell, so thank you! Here's Curtis and I at one of the many pretty gardens. We spend most of the day just walking around, taking in the sights, and of course eating! Eating was actually the first thing we did. Who knew Christi could rip into a turkey leg like no one else?!?
The four of us at another garden. We saw a family trying to take a picture with three small kids. Curtis and I just smiled at each other, thankful that it wasn't us this time!!
The boys with the dead pirate. Right as Christi snapped the picture, the pirate looked at Curtis and started talking. Freaked me out! Curtis said that he wasn't too worried about it, since the pirate had a girl voice.
Bad girls.
We had a really fun, and relaxing day. It was so nice to have a little break from the children we love so much and get to spend some time with great friends.

Mommy's sweet boy

Friday Night Lights

Friday evening of our reunion weekend found us at the Big Football Game. I capitalized everything, because I think that's really the name of it. At breakfast, we heard people near our table talking about "The Big Game" and when we ran into someone we used to know, they asked us if we were going to "The Big Game." So Friday evening, we spent the evening in true Texas style, at a highschool football game. "The Big Game" was between two rival schools, one of which was the higschool Curtis went too. Micah and Uncle Chris, watching the teams warm up. Uncle Chris was very helpful, holding extra kids for most of the game!
Benjamin was not that thrilled with the noise level in the stadium. For the whole pre game and first quarter, he cried every time something good happened, mostly because of the loud whistling. By the second quarter, he was good to go. Elizabeth was very excited to get to see where Daddy played football.
But she was even more excited about the popcorn!
Memaw and Papaw, lending another lap.
Our nephew, Justin, is in the band. Not only is he in the band, but he just recently earned first chair for tuba, in the district! Way to go Justin! We are so proud of you. Half time was lots of fun. Rider, THE team started out half time. Their "theme" for this game was, "So easy a caveman could do it" (referring to beating the rival highschool). The picture above is of the entire band acting like a bunch of cavemen! Hilarious!

To end our perfect Texas evening, our team won!

visiting

Last Friday while we were in Wichita Falls for the reunion, we made the little trip to Altus, Oklahoma to see my grandparents. We hadn't been to their house since Elizabeth was about nine months old!
Not only were there family pictures in all the same places, and the same couch, and the same carpet, but my grandparents did the same thing they always do when family comes into town... cook! My Grandma kept saying how it was just a little meal, and she felt bad that it wasn't anything special. Huh?! We had a roast, homemade mashed potatoes, carrots, green beans, deviled eggs, jello with oranges, homemade gravy, and my favorite, orange drink.
The kids played out in the back, just like I used too. They swang on the swing on the back porch, watching the air planes, just like I used to.
Even though I had a lot of fun in Wichita Falls, seeing family and friends and going to the reunion, I have to say that this was my favorite part of our trip. What a blessing it was to see two people who love each other, and love family that much!
The Great-Grandparents with their Great-Grandchildren. Making new memories on the back porch swing.

YIKES!

Look what Elizabeth and Micah found in Elizabeth's room today. I still have goose bumps. Curtis says it was a non poisonous wolf spider. I say it's a "nasty get it away from me, really really big spider".

church

I know you are all dying to see pictures from our weekend in Wichita Falls, and I hope to get some up soon. But lest you get too upset, there are no pictures of Curtis and I at the formal part of the reunion. I know! I'm a failure at picture taking! But someone else did take our picture, so maybe you'll see that.... someday!

Anyway, while we were in Wichita Falls, Curtis and I decided to attend our former church, Faith. Curtis grew up going to FBC (Faith Baptist Church) and it's were we met. Even though my family was reformed, there were no reformed works there at the time, but we loved the pastor at FBC, and became members. Curtis and I were married in that church (despite the yucky carpet) and we had Curtis' mom's funeral in that church. Lots of memories.

So, Sunday dawned and we made our way to FBC. The leadership there had under gone several changes, which is why when Curtis and I lived in Wichita Falls, we went to another church. We were greatly aware that God was growing our faith as a couple to become more reformed, and it seemed that FBC was becoming less reformed (though as a church they never claimed to be reformed in the first place). So Sunday morning, we drop our kids of in the nursery, and make our way into the worship service. We ran into a few old friends, but were expecting to see most of our friends after church when we could appropriately show our children off.

The order of worship was very different than I remembered and greatly different from our current church, WPC. Curtis and I found ourselves looking at each other, both knowing that we were missing our church. It was so strange, because FBC had been our church. But it clearly wasn't any more.

One of the strangest parts of the day was at the end, when we were supposed to be showing our kids off. Church ended at 12:05 (ish) and everyone was cleared out of the building by 12:25. Even the pastor!! At our church, people stay there forever to fellowship.

Here are a few other things that I missed about our church.

• The fellowship of like minded believers.
• Seeing Curtis help during the worship service.
• Our familiar nursery workers.
• The confession of sin.
• Prayer. Now, don't get me wrong, we did pray at FBC, but not nearly as much as at WPC. As a result, I didn't feel led to the throne of God.
• Weekly communion.
• Offering as part of worship. At FBC we did it at the end, and everyone seemed to be chatting through the whole thing.
• The Doxology.
• The preaching of the word from men I love, trust and respect.
• Friends who are like family.
• Singing of hymns, or other spiritually deep songs.
• A choir who leads worship, rather than preforms.

So, all this to say that it was good to be with family, worshiping at FBC. But I am so thankful for where the church God has placed us in now!

Six month check up

Our little baby Benjamin is almost six months old! Half way to one year old. Time to start planning the party. :-) Just kidding.

We took Benjamin to the doctor yesterday, and he weighed in at 15 lbs 14 ozs, which is exactly one pound more than last time. That puts him in the 50th percentile for weight. He measured 27 in. putting him in the 85th percentile for length. And his big old head is in the 95th percentile.

We are thankful for how God is growing Benjamin into such a healthy boy! We pray that as he grows, his love and knowledge of God would grow even more!

And keep checking his blog for other info on the whole head thing. I'm using his blog as a kind of journal of our journey so that we can go back and see the mighty hand of God, as He works in the life of our son and in our lives.

Happy birthday Shannon!

Today is my sister's birthday! Shannon and I are only 18 months apart. Growing up, we were very different children, and for those of you who know both of us now, you can attest to the fact that we are now two very different women. But, I have never had such a dear and close friend as my sister!

Being a military family, we moved more often then most. My parents always told us that we always had a built in friend in our sisters. Little did I know then how this would hold true as an adult too! Shannon has been there to support and encourage me through all the adventures that life has held for me. When something good happens, she is one of the first people I call, and when I need love and support, she is right there for me.

Shannon, I love you very much! I am thankful that you are my sister, but even more so because you are my best friend! Happy birthday!

Shannon and I last Christmas. See a family resemblance?

And we shall call him Grace

Not even six months!

Our little guys isn't even six months yet, and look what he's up to! Busy boy!

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cute kids

McD's

On our way home from Curtis' reunion this past weekend, we drove past a Mc Donald's. Suddenly we hear very frantic cries from Micah. "Ren rie! Ren rie!" He was very upset, and pointing out his window. I look at the window, hoping to figure out what has this sweet little guy so upset. I see the Mc Donald's and it dawns on me that he's saying "french fry"!

Maybe we eat too much Mc Donald's.

prayer for Benjamin

We are asking prayers for baby Benjamin again. Poor little guy just likes to keep us on our toes. :-)

Yesterday, we went to the doctor for an infection in his toe. While we were there, I asked the doctor (who wasn't our main pediatrician) about her opinion of Benjamin's head. We've been monitoring it for a few weeks now. Rather than being round, his head is very long. The doctor we saw expressed concern (as had two other pediatricians) and had us referred to a pediatric neuro surgeon. Here's what we know.

• The concern of the doctor's is that Benjamin has craniosyntosis. This is when the head fuses together too quickly causing problems with his rapidly growing brain.
• We are waiting through the referral process right now, and are hoping to have an appointment with a neuro surgeon in Temple as soon as we can.
• If the neurologist does agree that Benjamin has craniosyntosis, then only option we will have is surgery.

Here's what we are asking prayer for.

• Peace for Curtis and I. All we can do is wait, and we are trying our best to wait in His peace and for His will.
• If it's God's will, we would like for Benjamin to not have this problem, or for it to be healed before surgery.

Thank you to those of you who have already surrounded us with love, and prayers. Keep them coming! I'll post more updates as we have them, probably on Benjamin's blog.

Elizabeth and Benjamin

Sometimes in the evening, at bed time, Elizabeth like Benjamin to join her for her night time routine. Tonight, they were both enjoying looking at the butterflies over her bed.
No long after the first picture was taken, Elizabeth kissed Benjamin and fell asleep. :-) See, they have sweet moments!

Cheese!

A dress for Mommy

This weekend Curtis and I will be making our way back to his hometown for his 10 year highschool reunion. We are very much looking forward to spending time with family and friends, as well as having some fun! Friday night we will have highschool football (where we will get to see our nephew in the band!) and tailgating. Saturday is a family picnic for the reunion and in the evening the formal part of the reunion and dinner and dancing.

Thanks to a surprise package from my mom, I now have some cute new pants and shirts to wear. But I wasn't sure what I should wear for Saturday evening's festivities. This past weekend, I began going through my closet. I found an old bridesmaid's dress (thanks Kristy Bell!) that fit, and looked good. Too formal, I decided. I had my bridesmaid's dress from Megan's wedding, but again too formal (and too big). I found a little black dress that fit. But I think my legs must have gotten longer, since it was a tad bit to short. And by a tad bit, I mean there is no way that I would wear it out of the house! So, I had my friend Rachel A. on stand by, ready to take in or cut either of the bridesmaid dresses.

Next step, I called my wonderful sister, Shannon and she is mailing me two dresses that might work. But just in case they didn't fit, I began to shop for something reunion appropriate. At Target, I found several outfits that were inexpensive, looked good on the hanger, and would fit. One such dress was a brown dress with cream spots. I put it one in the dressing room, looked in the mirror, and exclaimed, "I look like a giraffe!" Micah proceeds to point at me and say, " 'Raffe, 'raffe, 'raffe!" Elizabeth tells me, "Mommy, you could wear that to the fall festival, and be like me!" She also told me, "You could live at the zoo!" At that point, I knew this dress was a dud.

But have no fear, I found an outfit that will work and my super sister has mailed me two dresses. Stay posted for pictures from our weekend!

FYI

Our cell phone is dead. I'm taking it in to the phone doctor tomorrow, but until then, feel free to call us at home!

Flashback

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Ashlee and I were talking last night about how big Micah and Gracie Mae are getting, and how fast it seems to be happening. Before bed, I found myself looking at some pictures from this time last year, and I came across this video from this time last year. My how much a year can change things!

Lazy or Smart?

Note how Curtis is pushing Micah. Lazy, or smart? You be the judge!

Parenting

I got this via e-mail from my lovely sister-in-law, thought it was hilarious, and had to share.

It's not just a matter of reading books and decorating the nursery. Here are 12 simple tests for expectant parents to take to prepare themselves for the real-life experience of being a mother or father.

1. Women: To prepare for maternity, put on a dressing gown and stick a pillowcase filled with beans down the front. Leave it there for 9 months. After 9 months, take out 10% of the beans.
Men: To prepare for paternity, go to the local drug store, tip the contents of your wallet on the counter, and tell the pharmacist to help himself. Then go to the supermarket. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office. Go home. Pick up the paper. Read it for the last time. (I think Curtis laughed a little too hard at the first part of this... the one about only removing 10% of the beans.)

2. Before you finally go ahead and have children, find a couple who are already parents and berate them about their methods of discipline, lack of patience, appallingly low tolerance levels, and how they have allowed their children to run wild. Suggest ways in which they might improve their child's sleeping habits, toilet training, table manners, and overall behavior. Enjoy it -- it'll be the last time in your life that you will have all the answers.

3. To discover how the nights will feel, walk around the living room from 5 pm to 10 pm carrying a wet bag weighing approximately 8-12 pounds, with a radio turned to static (or some other obnoxious noise) playing loudly. At 10 pm, put the bag down, set the alarm for midnight, and go to sleep. Get up at 12 and walk around the living room again, with the bag, until 1 am. Put the alarm on for 3 am. As you can't get back to sleep, get up at 2 am and make a drink. Go to bed at 2:45 am. Get up again at 3 am when the alarm goes off. Sing songs in the dark until 4 am. Put the alarm on for 5 am. Get up. Make breakfast. Keep this up for 5 years. (Sad, but often true.)

4. Can you stand the mess children make? To find out, first smear peanut butter onto the sofa and jam onto the curtains. Hide a piece of raw chicken behind the stereo and leave it there all summer. Stick your fingers in the flower beds, then rub them on the clean walls. Cover the stains with crayons. How does that look?

5. Dressing small children is not as easy as it seems: first buy an octopus and a bag made out of loose mesh. Attempt to put the octopus into the bag so that none of the arms hang out. Time allowed for this: all morning. (This one was my favorite! That's exactly what dressing skinny little Benjamin is like!)

6. Take an egg carton, using a pair of scissors and a pot of paint, turn it into an alligator. Now take the tube from a roll of toilet paper. Using only Scotch tape and a piece of foil, turn it into an attractive Christmas candle. Last, take a milk carton, a ping pong ball, and an empty packet of Cocoa Pops and make an exact replica of the Eiffel Tower. Congratulations! You have just qualified for a place on the play group committee.

7. Forget the BMW and buy a mini-van. And don't think that you can leave it out in the driveway spotless and shining. Family cars don't look like that. Buy a chocolate ice cream cone and put it in the glove compartment. Leave it there. Get a dime. Stick it in the cd player. Take a family-size package of chocolate cookies. Mash them into the back seats. Run a garden rake along both sides of the car. There. Perfect. (Yay for Mommy mini vans!)

8. Get ready to go out. Wait outside the bathroom for half an hour. Go out the front door. Come in again. Go out. Come back in. Go out again. Walk down the front path. Walk back up it. Walk down it again. Walk very slowly down the road for 5 minutes. Stop to inspect minutely every piece of used chewing gum, dirty tissue, and dead insect along the way. Retrace your steps. Scream that you've had as much as you can stand until the neighbors come out and stare at you. Give up and go back into the house. You are now just about ready to try taking a small child for a walk. (And that my friends, is why our wagon has a belt. They can't go anywhere!)

9. Always repeat everything you say at least five times. (And ask yourself why a lot. And speak so that you can't be understood, and when someone doesn't understand you, throw your self on the floor and scream until the person figures out what you want.)

10. Go to your local supermarket. Take with you the nearest thing you can find to a preschool child -- a fully-grown goat is excellent. If you intend to have more than one child, take more than one goat. Buy your week's groceries without letting the goats out of your sight. Pay for everything the goats eat or destroy. Until you can easily accomplish this, do not even contemplate having children.

11. Hollow out a melon. Make a small hole in the side. Suspend it from the ceiling and swing it from side to side. Now get a bowl of soggy Cheerios and attempt to spoon them into the swaying melon by pretending to be an airplane. Continue until half the Cheerios are gone. Tip the rest into your lap, making sure a lot of it falls on the floor. You are now ready to feed a 12-month-old baby. For younger babies, imagine the melon constantly tumbling backwards or attempting nose-dives off of every surface imagineable...like my 9-month-old!

12. Learn the names of every character from Thomas the Train, Dora the Explorer, the Wiggles, and any other popular kids' show...even if your child doesn't watch it. (Other children do, so even if your child doesn't know what Power Rangers are, he/she will want to be one and will know all the specs.)

booboo boys

The mosquitos love my son! Check out his cheek, and his ear. We tried to get pictures right after he came in and the swelling was more impressive, but he was more interested in his meat loaf. I think we counted at least six mosquito bites, all on his face and neck.

This is what happens when you try to play softball like your 20 when you're really 29. :-) Actually, he says he slipped off first base because it was wet. Still not as impressive as Michael's trip off first base a few seasons ago..... and for that, I'm thankful!

Crazy Micah

Micah: Poopy.
Me: You have a poopy diaper?
Micah: mmm hmm (or yes)
Me (after checking) Nope, you're fine.
Micah (pointing at diaper again): Bugs.

My Zoo

Tonight was the Fall Festival at our church. This is the fourth year we've been, and we have a ball every time. I really enjoy picking out the kids' costumes, and especially like to have them have a matching theme. This year everyone was a zoo animal. Elizabeth was a giraffe, Micah was a monkey and Benjamin was a lion. Here are some pictures of our evening.

Black and White?

Grey's Anatomy is one of my favorite shows. I've been watching it for four seasons now. When it first came out, my sister Shannon was living in town. She would come over, we would play with the antena, trying to get the perfect picture. Needless to say, we were big fans.

But lately, I've been disappointed by the show. And maybe it's more that just this show, it a thought process that I see more and more that frustrated me. The thing the frustrates and disappoints me is the thought process I seem to see about marriage.

For those of you who aren't fans of the show, you spend the entire first season rooting for Meridith and McDreamy, only to find out at the end of the season that McDreamy is married. Separated, but still married. I wanted things to work our between McDreamy and Meridith, but that was wrong. He had a wife. And so, I began rooting for the wife. And as you may have guessed, things don't work out with the wife. She now has her own spin off.

Well, this season, they've done it again. They make you root for a couple, but in reality, the guy is married. Come on! On the most recent episode, there was a conversation between the husband (George) and his mentor, Dr. Bailey. She basically tells him that nothing is black and white, and they he's not a bad guy for cheating on his wife.

Are you kidding me?

As a Christian, it is black and white. Scripture plainly teaches that marriage is sacred, and is to be held is high esteem. But that's not what's happening in TV land. And even though I know that not all marriages are perfect, it would be nice, for once, to see marriage portrayed as the blessing that it is.

A good day...

...gone very wrong.

Today was shaping up to be a very nice day. We were accomplishing things around the house, having some nice time with the kids, everyone was taking good naps, the Aggies were playing and we were having friends over. All good things.

Then Micah woke up from his nap, throwing up. we had to cancel our plans for the evening, and instead got to deal with throw up. Then Elizabeth woke up from her nap, throwing up as well. Oh fun!

And of course the Aggies were a big let down, the game was terrible.

And we don't get to go to church. Poor Micah will be bummed that he won't get to see his Anna (Hannah A.).

So, if you think of the Krajcas this evening, say a little prayer for us. Elizabeth seems to be doing okay, with only a couple puking episodes. Micah has been asleep since 6pm, and hasn't eaten since breakfast. Poor guy couldn't even keep water down this afternoon. Benjamin seems fine, as do Curtis and I.

Wait, the Aggies are actually starting to put points on the board! Maybe it will be a good evening after all.

Yeah right!

Pumpkin Pics

These pictures didn't turn out as well as I was hoping. We just checked the pumpkin patch two weeks ago, and there were tons of pumpkins. Foolishly, I waited until it was a little cooler. Barley any pumpkins left. Today was a beautiful day. A little too beautiful. The sun was in the kids' faces, so we have lots of squinty eyed pictured. And to top it all off, my camera batteries died. But I had an extra set. Unfortunately, they too were dead. Oh well.

Here's what pictures we did get.

last day of soccer

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Cinderella

Maybe I should start making this a weekly instalment.... Elizabeth in her Cinderella dress. Today, Cinderella ditched the pumpkin, and got some wheels of her own. Who needs a fairy godmother when you have Grandma and Grand-Daddy who can buy you a bike?

Baby in a bar

You know the movie Sweet Home Alabama? If so, remember the part where Reese Witherspoon's character walks into the bar in her home town, only to see one of her old friends, who is toting a baby with her. Reese's character says, "Look at you! You have a baby.... in a bar."

Well, that was me and Benjamin tonight.

I had a cavity filled this afternoon. No big deal, but this evening, my jaw has been very sore. So Benjamin and I went in search of something Mommy could eat. The original plan was to just get a milkshake. But after talking to my Mom, I decided to head to Cheddar's where I could get soup and some soft veggies. Of course, to order take out, you have to go to the bar.

Benjamin and I had a lovely evening. And I'm sure my baby and I were quite the sight at the bar.

Micah's 1st pick up line

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We're old

Curtis and I are going to bed. It's 9:40 and we're totally exhausted and going to bed.

Sad, I know.

Even worse is that we were ready to go to bed 20 minutes ago, but the baby woke up.

We need help!

My blue eyed boys

Grand-Daddy

Today is my Daddy's birthday! My two favorite men share a birthday month!

What a year it has been for my dad! In a matter of a couple months he had a daughter graduate from college, he changed jobs, welcomed a new grandson, threw a wedding for the same daughter who just graduated, and moved. Oh, and all that happened in three different states.

And even in the midst of it all, my dad is joyful, loving and has more dignity than any other man I know.

Daddy (Grand-Daddy) we love you very much! Thank you for loving me, for taking care of me, and for showing me what a godly husband looks like. Thank you for the support and encouragement you give to my family, and for the love you lavish on my children. Happy birthday!

(Sorry my Dad's head is a little fuzzy in the picture. Turns out there was a finger print on the lens. Imagine that!)

Better late?

I really had been meaning to post this a lot sooner. But life, and the kids, got the better of me this week.

So, for those of you who didn't know, Curtis celebrated his 29th birthday on Monday, the 15th. With work being so busy for him the past couple of weeks, we knew it was going to be a hectic day. But even though we got stuck in a torrential down pour during birthday lunch, and because of said down pour the softball game was cancelled, I think he still had a good day.

At one point during his day at work, someone asked him how old her was turning. He responded, "29." The lady who asked laughed and replied, "No, really. How old are you?" She was convinced that since Curtis had three kids, he had to be older. Curtis just smiled and said, "Yes, I have three kids AND I've been married for almost seven years."

Every year I am blessed to see Curtis change and grow into an even better husband and father. The grace God has shown to Curtis is so evident! The past several years have been very busy ones for us, but there is no one else I would rather go through this crazy thing called life, than Curtis. I love you, Sweetie! Happy birthday!

Even with a screaming baby, he still has a smile!

Awww! Just to explain Curtis' expression, it was about 6am in this picture, and it had been a looong night for Daddy and Mommy! But he still looks like he's having fun, even if he is a bit sleepy.

A sweet Lady

On Tuesday evening, a very sweet lady in our church died in a car accident. Several people from church have blogged their memories of Pat, and I wanted to take the time to do the same.

When Benjamin was sick, and in the hospital, it was a very tough time for me. I wasn't getting a ton of company (for Benjamin's protection we tried to limit visitors, especially ones with small children), I was in the hospital with a sick baby, and I wasn't with my other babies.

One evening, three women from church came up to see us. Pat was one of them. She introduced herself saying, "I know you don't really know me that well, but I wanted to come and let you know that I'm praying for your baby." She truly touched me with how genuinely she wanted to help, even though she really didn't know me. She then proceeded to ask if I needed anything. I told her I was fine. She shook her head at me and said, "I heard you ask the nurse for another pillow. Did you get it?" Well, no I sheepishly replied. Off Pat went, in quest for a pillow. She came back, made the pillow, fluffed the pillow, and made sure it positioned just right.

She then moved to the tray of food, making sure I had eaten something. Apparently, she approved, and moved on to the jog of water, which was empty. "Nursing mommies need to drink lots of water! I'll be back." Wow! Talk about a true servant's heart! She also offered to come help me once I was home, and even offered to help me pack to go to my sister's wedding since "I'm good at that kind of stuff, and I have some free time on my hands." She had so much "free time" because her mother, who she had been taking care of for several years, had passed away on the same day Benjamin was born.

About a month or so after Benjamin was given a clean bill of health, I was able to visit with Pat again at a women's fellowship. Bless her heart, she hadn't heard that Benjamin was fine, and doing well, and was still worrying and praying for him!

Another testimony to her servant's heart. I'm one of the nursery coordinators for our church. Sometimes, I have a hard time finding people who can serve in the nursery. When making the schedule for September, Pat's name jumped into my head. Without really checking, I put her on the schedule. And there she was, ready to love the toddlers! No complaining, just a willing servant's heart.

Please pray for Pat's family. The funeral is on Saturday. Please also pray for our church. As has been pointed out by several, we have had a rather high number of funerals in the past six months. We know God is sovereign, and we just in his faithful love for us.

Elizabethism

This evening, Curtis was dealing with the two big kids and trying to get them fed. Apparently Elizabeth received instructions she was not fond of. All I heard was, "Don't talk at me, I'm not your wife!"

You can imagine how well that went.

OCD?

A quiz for Curtis. Made me laugh out loud! Anyone who knows Curtis well will get a laugh out of this too. (Couldn't post the actual quiz results because of the picture that went with the question about being "Anal Retentive").

You Are Totally Anal Retentive
Yup, you're so uptight - people definitely have called you "anal."You're the type of person who's so OCD you organize your M&Ms before eating them.You have so many rules and rituals, it's hard for you to let loose and enjoy life.So go ahead and mix up your alphabetized CD collection. Live a little!

No more quizzes, must get some sleep!

Aren't I diverse

See Michael, you can quit calling me a yankee now. :-)

And what's dixie?

Your Linguistic Profile:

50% General American English 20% Dixie 15% Yankee 5% Midwestern 5% Upper Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

booty

Elizabeth and I were reading a book today, and came across the word "booty". Of course, this particular definition was one referring to treasure or prized possession, rather than anatomy. Elizabeth was a little confused as to why one word would have several meanings. All she knows is the definition from the song, "Shake, shake, shake! Shake, shake, shake! Shake your booty!"

I launched into an explanation, telling her that the word "booty: could also refer to treasure, or something special. For lack of thoughts, I likened booty to her silky (a VERY prized possession).

Her response, "My silky looks like a booty?"

Swing

Our church had a picnic this evening. The weather was beautiful, and the kids had a blast! Elizabeth played in the biggest sand box EVER (the sand volley ball court) while Micah chased any ball he could find, played on the slide, swung, and was his busy self. Benjamin was quite content just hanging out with me, watching all the activity. I thought he might enjoy a little ride in the swing. Apparently not so much into the swing.

Sleeping Beauty

Actually, she's Cinderella, but you get the idea. She was so tired today, but wouldn't take a nap. When we went to pick Curtis up from work, she fell asleep in the car. I like her like this... cute, girly, and sleeping! (And notice the Little Mermaid tattoo!)