March 5, 2013

  When I was growing up we had alternating Patriotic Programs and Dance Festivals in elementary school.  Here in Amarillo, they have the P.E. Program.  (They really should come up with a better name for it.)  Each grade does a routine, somewhat related to physical education.  The first grade always does something with two big parachutes and the third grade always has a hula hoop war.  Shelbi was one of a few third graders still standing at the end of the hula hoop war when she was in third grade.  Now they don't stop the music until one kid has out-hooped all the others.  
   Syd's been talking about this for a couple of months now.  She's a pretty good hula-hooper and apparently won many of the practice "wars." I think she had high hopes for this year's program.  When all the third graders were setting up for the battle, some other kid stole her hula hoop and she had to get one from another pile and barely made it to her spot before the music began.  I think it threw her off her game.  She lasted a good amount of time, but didn't win.  She was upset, but got over it.

 Erik danced his whole routine with his hands in his pockets.

Jeff took this picture of me giving the PTA treasurer's report.  Thanks for that, Jeff.

March 4, 2013

Come about 10:30 every night and this is where you'll find me:

 And this is what you'll find me sleeping to watching:

Every night.

March 3, 2013

  Just because I'm a list maker, doesn't mean that I actually get the things on my list done.

  Can you imagine how long #11 has been on this list?  We've almost come full circle.  Then I'll erase # 11 and concentrate on #12, which has been there just as long.

March 2, 2013

  Have you ever heard someone say something is "the size of your head?"  Well that's how I would describe this beauty of a piece of cake we brought home with us from the restaurant.  Well, if your counting, we actually brought home two pieces. Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting is easily my favorite dessert.  This piece was enough for me and four kids.  Erik would have nothing to do with it.  I suppose if Jeff needs me to, I'll help him with his piece too.   Because I'm nice like that.

March 1, 2013

  Do you know how hard it is to find something family-friendly to do on a Friday night in Amarillo?  Jeff and I have been to the bowling alley, and that IS NOT a place for kids.  No good movies are out.  And you surely won't catch us at Chuck E. Cheese, ever.  Since we couldn't decide between watching Pony and Dynamite (that's what Ryan called it; can you guess what movie that is?) and having a Wii tournament, we settled for I Spy and Four Corners.  Classics.

  Yes, it's kind of a lame Friday night, but I have fond memories of playing these games with my family for Sunday Night Activity.  Although, I didn't have it in me to play Hide and Go Seek, another Larson staple.

February 28, 2013

I promise to never post any picture on this blog grosser than the one below.

  This is what it looks like when you put homemade play dough with the rest of the play dough in your daughter's closet and forget about it for a month.  See that little bit of bright blue in the left bag?  That's the original color.  

February 27, 2013

  It's hard to get mad at Bailey for coloring with a purple crayon inside this cabinet when she gets a rag to clean it up by herself.  Let's face it, it's hard to be mad at this girl for anything.  She's so spoiled.