Fire Dept Open House

Gage had a blast at the fire department open house this year. He hopes to catch it every year from this point forward. It was also a bonding time for the two of us. Just us. It was great to get away and just focus on him for just a bit...

 There were inflatables, food, tours of the station, and tours of the fire trucks and engines...demonstrations on how to use a fire extinguisher...and then there was this: cutting into a car, and talking the crowd through it so that if you're ever in that situation you can see from the outside what they are doing. It's REALLY loud, so they kind of talk to the kiddos about that and not being scared if they're ever in that situation. They really did a good job of not just showing out on tearing up a car, but trying to reach out to the kids in the crowd.

But yes, in the end, Gage went away from it thinking about how cool it was to make a minivan into a convertible, instead of thinking about himself stuck in a mangled mini-van, and possibly needing to be cut out of there. His mommy's mind and heart? I watched this like a mommy, and just tried to hold back tears. (Let's keep in mind I'm also still quite hormonal! How long can I use that excuse reasoning?)

Girlfriend Time! (10/11/2013)

Ahhhh, Megan's in town! We're all back together again....if only for a few hours on one afternoon. (sniff*sniff) Or rather, we were.... I'm still playing catch up on the blog....

That's Eliette in Megan's arms, and Susan's little boy, C, in her arms.

Clearly, both babies prefer to sleep ON somebody or IN somebody's arms. Can't really blame them, now can we?

When they were awake, it was fun to get them together on the little measuring blanket. Not that it really did much measuring for us because they were wiggly and got fussy, and I had to jet out of there to make it for school pick up....

C at 2 months old...

...with Eliette (4.5 months old). He's going in for the move....

Nope! Somebody's watching. Gotta be slick...pull the hand back....

Your big brother came in to chaperone you, C!

"It's okay, buddy."

Awwww...she's compassionate!
Orrrr...maybe she's the reason he was crying in the first place.
I choose to believe the first scenario.

10/8/2013: Sweetness....

"Daddy's home. I'm going to jump in the shower."
I came out of the shower to this....

How sweet is that??

Random Trip to Ty-Town!

Pics from a visit to see Darnin & PawPaw....How sweet is that? They are just delighted to give her a bath. So cute! All the way around....just cute.

The Masked Man.... Part II

These pics just crack me up!
Maybe it's hard to tell, or maybe you just had to be there, but he's mid-air!

Gah! Boys are so fun!

The Masked Man...PART I

Who IS that handsome caped crusader????

 "What??? The trash man is here!!!!"

 "Hiiiiii, trash man! I AM the Caped Crusader!"

...and I'm a pretty good son, too.
:)

Camp Wanica, Fall 2013

This was Eliette's first trip down to Camp Wanica. This time, it was just us girls going down there... Why? Well....Gage was invited to a certain someone's birthday party. He chose the birthday party. He was given the choice. He'd been invited to Camp Wanica many times. He'd never been invited to HER birthday party, though he suspected she'd had birthday parties in the past...

Here we are at Mema's house, going to spend the night before heading over to Camp Wanica.
Oh, Sweet Mema. She loves the little ones...

The next day we had to get up and get ready to head over to Camp Wanica. Sweet girl, all decked out in her pink...

Terrible pic of me, but it was one that we sent to the guys letting them know we missed them. Daddy stayed back with Gage to give him a ride to the party... Good Daddy.

Other pics from the day....

Oh my goodness, these next pictures of my nephew meeting and holding Eliette...oh, they crack me up! 

Yes, he literally said, "Um, can you take this baby?"
Hahahaha!!!!! {Hey kid, she poops, she pees, she cries....remember this in your teen years, mmmkay?}

We were all very excited to celebrate Mema's birthday this year while we were at Camp Wanica. 91! Wowzers!!!!

It was a very fun day. Camp Wanica is ALWAYS fun.
This year, each girl was assigned a color. By "girl," I mean, Mema's girls. AKA: The Sisters. My mom is #7 out of 7 sisters. How cool is that??? 4 sisters are still living. We've lost my Aunt Nell, Aunt Jean, and this past April, we lost my Aunt Wanda. Here is Mema & "The Girls" as they are now...

Anyway....each girl was assigned a color to wear, and her family (kids & grandkids) were to wear that color also. Maybe a little dorky, but a lot of fun! (Aunt Billie/maroon, Aunt Pat/lime green, Aunt Loraine/blue, Mamasita/pink, and then Mema. She chose a pink top to offset her very colorful corsage.)(PawPaw's shirt reads, "Bitty's PawPaw."

"Oh! Is it time to leave already?"

Back at Mema's house...

I have very few pictures from the Sunday that followed Camp Wanica.... I know that we slept late...went to Sonic, where Eliette had a blow out diaper and we didn't have very many wipes, and I was given expired drink coupons.... Mema, with her dementia, was saying some rather humorous things, and she was tucking away half eaten food in the backseat of my car. It was eventful, I can assure you. Then, we went to a nearby Russel Stover candy store....they had a lot of things, but not the peanut patties that Mema was wanting. We stopped by the grocery store for those. You know that you are in Small-Town-Texas when you see a sign like this:

 After all of that running about, I think we were all tuckered out!

Little Miss had a nap and I'm sure that shortly after that we hit the road and headed home.... Good times....