28 April 2009

Walk for Life

I signed up for the Walk for Life to support the Pregnancy Resource Center of Southwest Oklahoma.


Shortly after we moved here, Brad and I had a garage sale and advertised in the wrong paper... so nobody showed up... which meant we had A LOT of stuff left over! We decided to donate what we could to the PRC. The ladies there were so grateful for our donations, and helped carry stuff in themselves! About a year or so later, I was helping with a ladies group in our SS department. We hosted a "baby shower" for the PRC and one of the volunteers came and shared her experiences. It was so interesting to hear her tell about women she had counseled. They do so much more than discourage abortion. They offer the ladies a safe place to come and find support and encouragement. They even perform ultrasounds in their office. The PRC is a strong advocate for adoption as well. They also provide parenting classes and offer new mothers all kinds of supplies and resources.


So, when they had sign-ups for the walk at my church, I signed up. Basically, I am helping raise funds for the Resource Center so they can continue to offer their wonderful services to women and babies that desperately need it! If you would like to sponsor me in the walk, all you have to do is tell me! I can add your address to my sponsor pledge form and the PRC will contact you via mail. Simple!

26 April 2009

Laura Numeroff...

If you give this kid your autograph, he's gonna want you to pose in a picture with him... And when he gets his picture taken with an author, he's going to think he should certainly get his picture taken with his momma... right after her Arbonne Hollywood makeover...

But getting all those pictures taken is going to make him tired. So when he goes to the dealership to look at used vans, he's gonna want to kick his feet up and watch a show while momma is negotiating*

After a long, restful Saturday, he's going to want to do something really fun after church on Sunday...like go to an old-fashion picnic to celebrate MOMC again. He'll watch his brother toss some beanbags...

...and he'll decide that he wants to ride a pony.


While riding the pony he'll see the petting zoo, and decide he'd like to check out all the animals. His brother will notice a turtle that is trying to make a run for it... (there were no swine at the petting zoo, and there was a handwashing station that we utilized... just so you know)
Of course, while at the free picnic, he'll want to get his picture taken old-fashion-style to commemorate the day for Daddy. He forgot to mention that he wanted Momma and Wilson to be serious like him in the photo.After getting all those clothes on, he's going to want to go blow off some steam at Gavin's birthday party. He'll get in the bounce house with his big brother - but NO WAY will he stay in it long enough for another picture...

WOW. We had a full week, and a mighty full weekend. And this week is just as jammed. Perhaps it is a good thing. Takes the mind off the countdown (momentarily, anyway). Be prepared for the exclamation points to start making a return soon. And possibly even some e-shrieking in the next 6 or 7 weeks. I'm just sayin'.
* momma isn't really negotiating used car prices, I am just test-driving different models to see what I like. Apparently cars aren't selling that well right now, because the salesmen just knock off thousands of dollars without me even asking.

22 April 2009

I was wrong...

...today's story was If You Give a Cat a Cupcake... again, well done! The kids got to decorate their own cupcakes, complete with sprinkles spilling all over the floor... ...and then they got to eat them! YUM!

Umm... Not sure what my young son was thinking when he did this... I discovered these two apples in our drawer when I was putting away groceries. I asked him why he opened the ziploc box the other day, but he just shrugged... now I know.

And we kicked off the pool season tonight with Gavin and his parents, Wilson and Gavin tried to get the water slide going...
And they all had fun "swimming." I finally turned the AC on yesterday, its getting warm around here. (We even slathered on sunblock at 4pm, because I am certain my legs were turning a little pink...)


Mr. Aaron grilled burgers and hot dogs for us, and the boys played from after school until bath time. It was a lovely evening!

21 April 2009

If You Give a Mouse a Cookie ... Storytime

Every week our library hosts storytime for preschoolers and they do a craft afterwards. I did a great job bringing both kids last year, but this year Walker and I have only been a few times. However, this week they are having storytime EVERYDAY (because of MOMC). Yesterday, was before school, so both boys got to go. Today Walker and I met Gavin and Nicole at storytime. The kids got to make playdough cookies after hearing the story... For some reason, Walker looks teeny-tiny in this picture to me, and I kind of love it. He often says that he wants to stay tiny for Daddy... After making playdough cookies, we went out to the patio for cookies and milk... And let me tell you, it was a BEAUTIFUL day.
The sunshine energized Walker and he started busting a move to the kid tunes... You can see this little girl was totally mesmerized.

And then Gavin jumped in and they did a little street performance for us... They had so much fun! And to top it off, today was Gavin's 4th birthday! I cannot believe that he wasn't even two yet when we met them...
And then...
The beautiful day came to a screeching halt briefly this afternoon. We have a brand-new neighbor (shares our duplex) and she came over to play after school. Walker didn't have a nap so the boys kept picking at each other... Maybe showing off a little for Marianna (I have no idea if that is spelled right... pronounced "mar" not "mare"). Anyway, Wilson swung the plastic bat at the tee and knocked Walker smack-dab in the middle of the forehead... Huge goose egg pops out immediately. I decide it was time to pack it up and hope Marianna comes back another day when things aren't so crazy. I gave Walker a bag of frozen rice and went to put some stuff in the garage... And I see this nasty spider... I grab weedkiller to spray at the ceiling. Red weedkiller. For real. Anyway, it keeps wandering around for awhile... Meanwhile, I call Barbie to see if I need to take Walker to the ER... She gets to hear me shriek when the spider falls from the ceiling...
But thankfully I was armed with a fly swatter and that spider will roam no more. When I walked in to check on the goose-egg, Walker was eating the frozen rice. Awesome. After some flashlight shining and a call to Renee, I determined we could skip out on the ER tonight.


The beauty of the day was restored when we went looking for some pine cones after dinner. Wilson needed some for a school project (most likely something for Earth Day tomorrow). We only had cedar trees at the park across the street, so we hopped in ol' Aztec with Big Girl along for the ride. We pulled up to a tree that we suspected had pinecones and Wil hopped out to survey, sure enough, he found some. We did this about four times, each time Wil hopped out while Walker, Big Girl, and I watched from the car.

One time Wilson said, "I like looking for pinecones..."
I said, "Oh you do?"
He said, "Yeah, its like looking for Easter eggs!"
And I said, "Except with no candy inside, huh?"
And Walker said, "No, just a nut."
Umm not quite buddy.

Tomorrow storytime is If You Give a Moose a Muffin... the author of these books will be on post Thursday and Friday =)

20 April 2009

If You Give a Pig a Pancake ... Breakfast

another MOMC activity this morning. A read-aloud pancake breakfast. We even "won" a door-prize (technically, we got to bring home an unclaimed doorprize, Wilson did not get the satisfaction of hearing his number called... but he was happy anyway!)

We met Nicole & Gavin. It was quite fun.
Walker brought the balloons along on a couple errands, he was so cute at the hospital (pharmacy) that I had to snap his picture... which he didn't like... Made me think about writing a book, "If You Give a Boy a Balloon..." It could work ;)

18 April 2009

MOMC Activity

MOMC? you ask... Month of the Military Child. April. Dedicated to the military child. Filled with activities to celebrate these little guys (and gals) that go through SO much just because of the job their parent(s) chose. Growing up away from grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins... Moving every few years... Being away from one (or both) parents for extended periods of time... Yeah, I think they deserve to be celebrated. But I am a little partial.


Today we got to go to a Disney Magical Dreams Brunch. We had to choose a character to sit with when we picked up our tickets last month and for some reason Walker chose Peter Pan...
And I must admit, they looked pretty cute in their Peter Pan hats...

There were a couple ladies from PWOC with their kids at my table and it took the boys all of five seconds to decide to use those feathers as swords...
We ALL got in the spirit...
And the boys with Mr. Pan himself... I was pretty surprised that they were willing to pose with him
Toward the end, Walker had to show Peter Pan his goodie bag. And he also tapped him on the arm and said, "I watch you on TV." And Peter Pan - bless his heart- knelt down and said, "I wondered if anyone watched my show." (We did watch Peter Pan last week for Saturday pizza & movie night.)


Here is a picture of the centerpiece and all the goodie bags. I think there were 8 characters altogether throughout the room. (Cinderella, Ariel, Snow White, Tinkerbell, Jack Sparrow, Buzz Lightyear, and Mr. Incredible.... still surprised Walker picked Peter Pan... each character's tables had different goodie bags with all kinds of fun stuff!)
We had a great time. The boys had fun with their friends, and it was very well done. I was glad that we were able to participate and thankful that the military is honoring these special little kiddos! (They have events all month for all age groups, this just happens to be the first thing that we have done.)

15 April 2009

the long and winding post...

FOR REAL.

You may want to get yourself comfy if you plan on making it to the end of this here post.

Ok, as you might remember, last Tuesday was a day of fun in OKC. A long day of fun. Wednesday was a down day of laundry and return to normalcy. Thursday I had a dentist appt (ewww) then some errands, while squeezing in lunch at Chick-Fil-A, followed by a massage (ahhh!). And then, Thursday after dinner. My whole body ached and my throat and ears started hurting. Friday I HAD to go buy some groceries after I took Wil to school and then I slept off and on between taking motrin and actifed. I met Wilson on the front porch wearing PJ pants and my robe. Classy. We chatted about walking across the street to the 'neighborhood' Easter egg hunt. I took off the robe, put on some jeans, tried to make some sort of sense of the mess upon my head that is commonly referred to as hair. And off we went. I am glad we did too. We made a decision to never-again attend a free-for-all-eggs-laying-in-the-grass-in-plain-sight-egg-hunt. Never. Again. Ever. Here is Wilson before the fiasco... Walker didn't even want his picture taken, I blame my poor instincts on the fact that I was feeling pretty blah at this point. Otherwise, I might've known better. Saturday morning we were supposed to have brunch with the Easter bunny. We were 3 of the first 250 people to get the tickets for this brunch. I promised my boys we would go. And with daddy gone, promises are even more important. So we had a lazy morning and I prayed, Wilson prayed that I would feel better, but after his prayer he told me to go take medicine. He obviously believes that faith takes action, and I was glad to have learned that about him this weekend. So I did take some motrin and actifed. I told him it was time to get dressed and that I needed him to do it without fighting with Walker.... because seriously, the screaming, it really hurt my ears. And if I had to raise my voice... it really hurt my ears AND my throat. Wilson said he would rather have a PJ saturday and I made sure he was fine with it. And then I thanked God for this little guy!

So we took advantage of my window of 'feeling decent' and colored our eggs. I read them the Easter story from Wilson's bible during the wait. This worked out awesomely, and we may have stumbled upon a new tradition. Our eggs were some sort of squirting version... their faces while squirting the paint on the dyed eggs were priceless...

Next up, we made tomb rolls. Mom had sent me this recipe weeks ago and I remembered to pick up Grands on Friday. We used bunny marshmallows instead of regular ones, and because they are sort of small, we used two per 'tomb.' So, yes, two bunnies represented the body of Jesus in our tomb rolls. (don't judge me)

And as you can see, "He is not here, He is risen!" When I told Wilson to say that for the picture he said, "He is not here, He is .... long pause...puzzled face... in prison?" Maybe we should read that story again... Anyway, these were actually pretty tasty, and sort-of-melty which helped ease them down my throat.
Saturday night was a hard one. Bedtime did not go smoothly at all. I am extremely irritable when I am sick, I have been spoiled throughout our marriage with a husband that TOTALLY babies me when I am sick, so this was really, really hard. I mean, r-e-a-l-l-y hard. But I did get to IM with Brad for a bit right after I put the boys to bed, and the combination of Brad and the Holy Spirit kicked me out of my circle of self-pity. And also, really nailed my previous proclamation of arriving at contentment. That was much more the Holy Spirit than Brad. And yes, it was obvious and true. So I spent much of Saturday evening praying before bed. It was a sweet time. And then the rain came and the thunder and lightening lulled me to sleep.


I felt pretty decent Easter morning, though I hadn't slept that well. By now, I was taking 800mg of motrin every 6 hours. The morning went pretty smoothly, honestly, I don't remember getting the boys dressed... but I have evidence that I did...
After church, we went to a friend's house (Renee) who had her whole family over... I think there were at least 35 people there. And tons of kids. The boys had a blast!

Renee's brother is a children's pastor in a nearby town and he did a magic show for the kids... As soon as Wilson heard the mention of magic he picked his spot and sat right down.


The magic show held the attention so the eggs could be hidden (inside due to rain). This is the type of egg hunt that works for us... egg limits and all. Perfect. Fair. No stranger danger or golden eggs.

And to top it off, Renee's niece was turning two this week so they brought cupcakes for everyone. Love Wilson with the pink frosting on his lips.
And, you know, sometimes I give Walker a hard time for all his-on-the-go-ness. But he is obedient. When he picked out his chocolate cupcake with mounds of icing, I said, "Go sit with Mr. Curry and eat that..." And sure enough, he did. And I didn't hear any complaints from Mr. Curry either. (Renee invited a couple other military families from our SS class over that don't have extended family here to join her clan. Barbie and Curry were in that group too. Natch.)
After all that fun, we went home and changed into warm clothes. I sat and watched the boys play with their giant horseshoes that they got for Easter. From us. We have abandoned the Easter bunny this year. I LOVE Walker's face in this picture as he wonders what on earth these things are for...
Really, most of the day Sunday I was fine. But things got bad over night, and I knew I had to see a doctor on Monday. Of course its not that easy getting an appointment after a holiday weekend. But thankfully, if you mention that you think you have strep they will test you. I never actually thought I had strep until Monday. Brad told me Saturday morning that he thought that was what it sounded like. My fever wasn't ever very high, and I thought it should be. Anyway. He was right. I did have strep. So Barbie volunteered to watch the boys Monday night and Tuesday morning they came by for a short visit before school while Barbie went over to the hospital for some thyroid test-related stuff....


The boys blew dandelion seeds all over while we waited for their pick-up... She took Wilson to school and Walker with her, and left me The Travelling Pants (1 and 2) and orders to "DO NOTHING."


And this morning. After a long few days with a sick momma, Walker got dressed all by himself. Fleece sweats, and cowboy boots. I couldn't dare tell him that it was supposed to be 74 degrees today. He was so proud. And so was I. He told Wilson, and Wilson said, "Cool!" It was so cute.

So after all that, and even though they got all sorts of treats this weekend, I bought them Bomb Pops today. I wanted to reward their good behavior despite my irritability. You know, to let them know that I think they are... the Bomb.

And also these bubble batons that are awesome and only $1 at Wal-Mart. Of course, we refer to them as bubble swords in our yard, but that's allright. These boys are awesome!
Honestly, I am feeling a TON better. So thankful for that. And neither of the boys has any symptoms of strep, so I am continuing to hope and pray that it was just me with the lousy immune system.

Also, I am trying to decide if Barbie would be more thrilled with a Bomb-pop--thank-you or a bubble-sword-thank-you (she could call hers a baton). Not only did she watch the boys Monday night, and Walker all day Tuesday. She came over today and helped me clean my house! For real!

Not the Easter weekend I had anticipated, but God taught me some tremendous things about Himself through all of this. And He continues to, and I am so grateful once again.

13 April 2009

real quick...

I have strep throat. PLEASE pray that the boys don't get it.

I will post about our Easter when I am feeling better. I have been sick since Friday, but thankfully God blessed me with a couple hours of feeling decent to do some fun, memorable things with the boys this weekend.

I had my strep swab today, so the boys are spending the night with Miss Barbie and Logan so I can rest. Praise God for my loving friends!

Thank you for praying!

07 April 2009

good-bye...

I made Wilson snap a picture of us girls at the airport this morning, because I realized that we didn't have one of the three of us from the visit. Walker thought maybe we were going with them... and anyone that has said 'good-bye' to this guy will recognize that look. Good-byes are getting harder for this little fellow. He had tears when we got in the car...

THANKFULLY... Brad's Aunt Hilda happened to be visiting her daughter, Cara, this week (who lives near OKC) so we got to meet up with them right after the airport. And Cara has a five-year-old son that was home and ready to play! We had to snap a quick picture of the boys on our way out...
You can see they had a good time =)

06 April 2009

fun fun fun

We had a BEAUTIFUL, SUNNY Saturday with temps at the 80 degree mark. So we took advantage of the weather and headed outside... We planned on going to the "Prairie Dog Park" but detoured a bit around post...

We even discovered a brand new playground...with a really weird slide... Walker had some assistance on his solo trip...
And more assistance on his first trip down...

Wilson insisted that he could do it himself!
They all climbed up on whatever-this-thing-is so I had to take a picture...

Here they are on the steps of the old post guardhouse... Geronimo was held in a cell in this basement. After nearly three years here, I finally made it to some of the museums on post!

And we were some of the first visitors to the newly opened Native American Exhibit - it just opened Saturday. I am not sure that we learned that much because it was kind of hard to read while Walker was banging on the BRAND-NEW glass! (these are a little out of order, but you don't really mind, right?) Here are the boys attempting to ring the bell at Old Post Chapel...well, they are just posing here...
Walker recruited the big guns to finally get it to ring...
We finally headed over to the park with all the prairie dogs, Ari and Wilson bravely attempted to catch a few...
And we ended our evening (AFTER WATCHING THE STATE GAME) at the Wildlife Refuge where the longest running outdoor Easter Pageant took place... Its been here every year for 84 years! We were a bit surprised to see the funnel cake truck at the top of the hill...

Here we are all snuggled up for the show...

Here is a scene with John the Baptist... the pageant tells the ENTIRE story of Jesus' life. We didn't make it through the whole thing though...
Not sure what part this was... it kept getting colder and colder, and windier and windier (is windier a word???), and besides that the show wasn't supposed to end until 10:45, so we called it quits around 9:30.


Yesterday we observed the Sabbath and rested after church. No pictures.