It's just about that time

We are all done with Christmas Shopping. The weather here has been 65 to 70.
And on Christmas it is suppose to be 56.

I love watching the boys open presents.

:)

Christmas 2006, Biloxi Bay

~This is the photo we choose for the boys!
Christmas 2006, Biloxi Bay

After 20 minutes 136 Photos later and the boys getting really upset with the sun. That darn sun, what was it thinking. We had two photos were both were smiling and had their eyes open.
So much fun

Smiles

New Hair Cut

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So I got my hair cut short, it looks cute. I'm finally over the shock of it.
HUGS

Soccer Monkey

 

Connor got his first taste of Soccer Practice tonight.
After having the schedule on Wednesday at 7pm and telling the coach we wanted a different team. We got a call today that he has practice Thursdays at 6pm. There are 7 kids on the team. 2 are 5 year olds the other 5 are 4 year olds.
He had a blast. This is the only photo I got of him without other kids from the team in it. Since I didn't get permission to post those kids on the web. Jacob got to help be the swamp monster with the coach. Both of the boys had a blast. Connor cried cause he didn't want to go home!!! 

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my
children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple,
which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.

I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh
month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint
resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a
television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking
animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the
crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes,
Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough
time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to
brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to
declare ketchup a vegetable?
It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.

Yours Always, MOM...!

P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.

Soccer

Okay sometime ago we signed Connor up for Soccer. Jacob doesn't want to play. Finally yesterday we get a call from the coach, practice is on Wednesdays at 7pm. Okay Jacob's bedtime is at 7:30. To me getting a goodnight sleep is more important than sports. So I'm going to called Connor's Coach tomorrow and tell him he isn't going to be playing. I know Connor will be upset, but if he was in preschool this year his bedtime would be 7pm. If anyone thinks I'm wrong about this please let me know.

Tooth # 7

Jacob lost tooth # 7 today!
He said it started turning sideways and was hurting so when he got home today I had to hold him down, but it came out easy. All was left was the one side.
This photo was taken right after losing it.

HUGS