MAN CAVE

MAN LEAVE ON TRIP
WOMAN START PAINTING
PAINT FOR 3 DAYS
WOMAN SHOULDERS HURT
WOMAN FINISHES JUST IN TIME
MAN COMES HOME FROM FAR OFF HUNT
MAN MAKES A CHOICE TO SEE SURPRISE NOW, RATHER THAN WAIT FOR HIS BIRTHDAY 2 DAYS FROM NOW
WOMAN THINKS GOOD IDEA, VERY IMPATIENT
YOUNG BOY GIVES AWAY SECRET
MAN AND WOMAN LAUGHS
DEEP DOWN WOMAN WANTS TO CHOKE YOUNG BOY
MAN SEES "MAN CAVE"
HE LIKES
WOMAN HAPPY MAN LIKES
MAN FALLS ALSEEP ON COUCH IN "MAN CAVE"
WOMAN THINKS... "AH OH"

Make-up Obsession

Ava loves markers, but somehow she always manages to make a mess out of herself more than she actually makes eternal art. I get upset, because the marker mess is usually done in cosmic proportions. The beauty of it all is her mess is usually repeated in patterns, once every 2-3 days.

Ancient Tribal Baby Tatoos

The Real Simple Life

This Fathers day Joe was greeted by a huge present full of pants. Yes folks, it has taken almost a year for this patient man to replenish the pants from that greedy pant theif, stolen from this man's possession. Now he has 2 new pair. God is good and faithful to bless him 2 fold (no sarcasm, GOD is good, but Joe is silly).
After the shower of gifted pants we froliced to church priased our pants off, and then went to brunch. I figured he'd want to gorge himself at a spendy buffet like most men, I gave him the all rights over desicion making, he decided to go to O'Charlies cuz kids eat free on Sundays. I asked if he was sure he wanted to eat there, and he insisted. Even though we go there almost every Sunday, he persisted. We went, we ate, we left. Simple!
Next we dropped off the 2 year old bagage with Mr. Jamal and family so we could see the Fantastic 4, boy was it fantastic. Those movie people sure knew how to name a movie. I figure if you name a movie it better have a great descriptive adjective in there. It serves as a ear mark for producers, actors and the audience. Then everyone one is on the same page. The movie was fantastic, and I didn't feel lied to. Always a good feling. Simple.
We went home, and the pictrue says it all. Although I sent Ava outside with dad as a form of punishment (separation from mom) it worked out for the betetr. She got some one on one time with dad, learned how to defend her territory, and shot some aluminum. Life is really simple. People try to complicate holidays, but I say give a guy a gun, a chair and a porch and he'll be happy!

In Hospital

First try at downloading video

holey ears

Ava's suregery wen t well. She really was out in 10 minutes. SHe woke up from the sleepy mask very confused and her both her ears ached. I'm sure she felt very betrayed by mom and dad. We let her walk away willingly with a total stranger who tried to steal her brain unsuccessfully. She was left with an ugly hospital gown and a slitting pain in boh her ears.
Once we brought her home and she took a short Cat nap she woke up her usual self, ready to argue, wrestle, and yell.

Disclaimer: Getting tubes in child's ear doesnot prevent "Foghornatitus" the symptoms include loud bursts of noise and yelling at times where quiet talking is most important. Volume of voice is not controlled by the ear drum, but rather by a Ear Gnome hooked into the lungs which jumps on the lungs in order to get maximum volume.

My birthday

There are no photos sorry!
Synopsis:
I woke up
Worked my butt off
Came home
tried to nap
Got a new camera, muy fantastico
Ate a fabulous dinner with fab friends
Got gas
went to the park to listen to a blues band
saw a movie
went home
fell asleep.
THE END

Precious moments trade-offs

Everyone knows that in order to be a mom there needs to be trade offs. Have you ever noticed as a mom you're non- existent in almost every vacation, graduation, birthday, and precious moment photo. The only occassions people know you were there for are your wedding and births. Sometings just have to give, and here are my trade offs. I don't have any photos of myself. When I need them for other vain reasons, I can't find a decent one. I have to look high and low to find an appropriate photo, but if there were a lot of photos of me, that means Joe would have control of the camera, and that's a big no no.
Ya see I know that Nara has to threaten her co-workers in order to get her face-shots, and I just can't afford to lose precious work time like that. And if I gave the camera over to Joe, to capture precious moments I foresee in a frame, there would be 300 shots of the same shot from 40 feet away, and slightly askew heads or centered shots and blury steady shots from a shakey hand. I love the man, but only 1 out of evrey 60,000 shots actually turn out. Hence my trade-off. Less of me, and more photos of my kids and my husband reading to my kids.

I read to my kids, theres just no proof.
I pep talk my kids at soccer games, theres just no proof.
Am I bitter, heck no,! Now I can afford to let myself go, because I know that the ratio of good photos to bad ones are very low!

A losing season of Soccer

I now realize why parents become "soccer moms" and "violent dads". The average adult can't handle it when they wacth a bunch of five year olds kick at each others ankles for 1/2 and hour, so when they actually get 2 feet from the net and still miss kicking that stupid ball in the net, you just have to start yelling and hollering like you have no sense at all. All dignity goes staight out the window, when your kid actually does score a point, let alone 5!

It's when they actually do kick it into the net, and it's their own which doubles the opponents points, I become Muy Frustrado!
The last game Gabe played, they got up to the net 5 times but only kicked two in.The other team kicked 10 into their own net.

With our atrocious losing record the Black Tiger parents commenced bribing our children. Gabe was promised a scoop of ice cream for every goal or assist, Dylans's dad promised him 5 bucks, Isabelle's dad promised her ice cream as well, and the coach promised her whiney, crying-butt kid Samantha coddling every time she started crying on the field. The end results, Dylan recieved $15, Gabe recieved 5 scoops of ice cream, Isabelle got 3 scoops, and Samantha got to sit the rest of the game out because the ref. was wasting too much time blowing his whistle everytime she started crying!

Been playing long?

What should we do with it?

I don't know. It's just sitting there.

Kick it.

No, you kick it.

No, let's just stare at it.

Okay.

Adversity.

Hah, when you kick it in that net, your mom goes nuts! Watch I'll do it again!

Tub babies

Our babies love the tub, but do you know who loves it more?JOE. After a long morning of preparing for vacation Bible school (VBS), I came home to a weird Rrrring sound coming from the kitchen area. I thought our house was about to launch, then I realized we don't have jet engines anywhere near the house. Perhaps the air conditioner is about to explode? No, the air conditioner is on the other side of the house. Is Joe pressure washing the house. Nope, he's not in the back yard.
Wait.
Are those tub jets? I think they are. Let me go check on that.
SHO NUFF, Joe's kicking back with a cheesy, formulaic crime novel and the bubbles past his head. " Hey honey. How's your day? "
"Great Joe aren't you suppose to be outside washing the deck?"
"I'll get to it. I'm relaxing."
Joe loves his new tub!

Gabe's graduation

The horn poytails are veary symbolic of her behavior during graduation. Handsom lil man Gabe posing with Principal Winn, (apparently this isn't a point and shoot camera!)

Gabe receiving his graduation certificate! Priceless shot

Gabe had to say the "B" verse. He knows 80% of the alphabet verses. He's so smart. Ask him a letter verse and if he proudly knows it he'll say it, if he doesn't know he'll ask you for another letter.

His kindergarten buddies...all equally as nutty. This shot a miracle

Another miracle!

Gabe is officially out of Kindergarten. On to bigger and better grades. My camera has a 3 second delay, so the picture I intended to shoot was actually delayed. Ideally these should be better, because the picture I got, was not what I aimed for, such as life huh?