Friday, May 23, 2008

Losing my mind...

I swear, I used to have a brain, and a pretty good one at that. Not anymore. The other day I got up, got the kids all ready and out the door, ran my errands, worked out at the Y, came home for lunch and naps and realized that I spaced the photo appointment I had for Grant at Target. Oops.
So later that night, I took Ty to baseball practice. We were running late--it was picture night, so Ty hopped out of the car, ran over to the group picture, while I sat in the car to finish writing out the check. I nonchalantly dropped the keys on the passenger seat, making a mental note to be sure and pick them up before I rushed out of the car. Yeah, I know, my first mistake. Finished writing the check, gathered up all of my Joy School stuff to finish prepping while I watch Ty practice, grabbed the keys, hopped out of the car, locked and slammed the door...just as I realized that I grabbed my PEN, NOT the keys, before I locked the door. Drat! At least I had my cell phone with me--I'll just call Tyler and he'll come rescue me with the spare key...wait a minute...the spare key is in my purse, which happens to be locked in the car right next to the other keys. Yes, I managed to lock BOTH sets of keys in the car. Yes, thank you, I am really quite proud of myself :)
So, Tyler rescued me by calling all over and finding a locksmith who would come out and open the door. He told me that they would call my cell phone when they got there and I could meet them at the car. So, I'm sitting with the other parents who i haven't met yet because I'm in a bad mood, trying to cut out paper dolls (about a billion of them) for Shayla's preschool, when a young guy walks over to the parent section dangling my keys in the air, "Who was it who locked herself out of her car?" Um, hi, that would be me. Thank you so very much for announcing it to everyone. Now my reputation among the parents is, "that ditzy lady who locked herself out of her car the first night of practice and likes to cut out paper dolls." Not a bad start :) At least I know one thing for sure...it can only get better from here on out...right?!!

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Smorgasbord...

I haven't been posting much lately--our computer has been acting up, we've had some beautiful warm days, garage sale season has started up again...and well, excuses, excuses. Anyway, here is a random sampling of photos of what we've been up to lately.
Have a fabulous Mother's Day weekend! Garrett loves to feed Grant.
This is where Grant has spent a good portion of his life--peeking out of his car-seat cover.
Always has a finger in his mouth, and usually a big smile, too.
Grant loves feeding himself--especially macaroni and cheese.
Ty's a pretty daring guy on the playground. This was taken after his 1st grade music concert. Notice the huge ketchup stain on his shirt--Ty has a pretty close relationship with his food :) Ty is working on HoneyBee. I've been teaching him, sporadically, for the past little while. He really enjoys playing--it's just the practicing that is a problem :)
Shayla loves gymnastics. The bar and beam are her favorites.
Her teacher, Aun, is Korean. When Shayla didn't understand Aun's accent, she said, "I don't understand my teacher--she was speaking Spanish."
So we have cold cereal 99% of the time, but one morning I got up early to make a favorite breakfast. While the kids waited for breakfast, I could hear them sneaking around, whispering in the other room. Then they ran in and surprised me with these lovely pictures they had colored for me. What a way to start the day!
Crepes, strawberries, whipped cream and chocolate pudding. Yum!

Wacky Hair Day at school--Ty had to have a mohawk. This baby was stiff as a board (gel, mouse, hairspray, blowdryer, more hairspray, etc.) Ty got many "cool mohawk" comments, and was quite proud of his 'do.
The next day he requested I give him a buzz. Talk about going from one extreme to the next!
So Garrett got a much-needed haircut, too.
This is the after-picture. He is thrilled because he is done, and now gets a sucker.
Shayla observing the haircuts--she has crazy hair like me--you don't want to see us first thing in the morning or late at night.