Happy Birthday Eden!

For her birthday, Eden gets to go to the hair salon bright and early to get her hair fixed for auntie Ruthie's wedding. She sat so still through the whole thing, but I think that is just because she likes to look at herself in the mirror. Uh-Oh! In the end, she looked absolutely adorable, of course, but the trouble is that I think she knew it.

When we got to the church, I was so busy taking care of Ruthie, making sure everything was where it was supposed to be for the reception, parking issues...anything that I could think of, not to mention that I still had 3 kids running around, that I neglected to take many pictures, something I rarely do. I will just have to wait until Ruthie and the man formerly known as "almost uncle Dave" get their photo CD back and get all the pictures then. For all you scrapbookers out there, it's just not the same!
It's a face-off...the bride versus the birthday girl. It was a fierce battle between the bride's elegance and beauty and the birthday girl's cute and precious adorableness. It was a hard decision, but it was unanimous...the bride wins!!! Sorry birthday girl. Better luck next time! Perhaps you can be the first guest in the bride's new home as a consolation prize. Too bad the bride is out of the country and won't be seeing this anytime soon to know she has company coming... :-)

Titus this week

Last week when Tim's brother was in town, we went to eat at Texas Corral, but even before we were seated to eat, I left for home with Micah and a sick Levi. Tim brought dinner home to me including some rolls with a few containers of their wonderful honey cinnamon butter. The other day, Tim and I were sitting in the living room and we didn't hear Titus for a bit, but I knew he was in the kitchen. He was no where near the pantry, so what could he have possibly found??? I don't know how he did it, the little food houdini, but there he sits with the yummy butter concoction (which was put back on the counter well out of his reach), happy as a clam with his pudgy little fingers dipped in the butter, licking it off like a sucker. If he weren't so daggone cute...the little devil!

I often think that if I could attatch a security camera of some sort to Titus' head I would be so far ahead of the game we play. He is just so bloomin' quiet and I should NEVER ignore the silence. When will I learn??? Today I knew he was sitting less than 3 feet from me, but I couldn't see him. More importantly, I couldn't hear him. He was pouring the baby cereal onto the floor. I believe it was Levi who caught it and called him out. I cannot physically keep up with this boy...but alas......he sleeps. I wonder what this next week will bring?

Father's Day

Yes, Father's Day was last Sunday, but for some reason, I can't seem, to manage to post on time. It could be because Ruthie was getting married and I was up way too late, too many nights last week and didn't get around to posting...better late than never, right? Well, yesterday was the big day, so today, life moves on. By the way, the happy couple went to the Virgin Islands...Lucky! (said like Napoleon Dynamite, of course) I am totally jealous!

Anyways, back to my late up date. We spent Father's Day at mom and dad's, playing in the yard inbetween rainfalls. Elijah couldn't find enough people to play ball as often as he wanted to...it's called Energy Crisis...the kids have it and the adults need it. Sorry, Elijah. Uncle John Paul was very good to him, though! We even got in a fully fielded game once we woke poppy up.

Toby (have we decided how we are spelling his name yet???) is mom's new baby, as if she needed to go from 11 people in the house to 3 1/2 people and a puppy, but he is adorable and he had a great time with all the kids, but like the adults, my darling children wore poor Toby out.

Levi, though not overly enthusiastic about sports (very surprising to me), was glad to sport his new sunglasses while trying to hit the ball (unbeknownst to him, they are goofy looking motorcycle goggles, but he liked them so mema bought them. We won't tell him how they really look). He wasn't very successful in hitting the ball, though he is getting better. His success lies in his appearance. What a looker!

The rest of the day was spent lounging around in the bonus room, watching The Princess Bride, sleeping and even eating apples.

Grandma and grandpa were there with us for most of the afternoon. They entertained Micah when she got up from her nap.
Auntie Ruthie, as is not unlike her, was off by herself in the basement doing her own thing. I made her smile for the camera and then nearly dragged her up to the bonus room where she continued doing her own thing. At least she was in the same room with the rest of us this time!

Who's who?

On Father's Day, I got to snapping pictures and somehow, in testing my zoom, I took a picture of one of everyone's eyes. We thought it might be fun/funny to put them all up and then try and figure out "Who's Eye Is It?" Retarded, I know, but here goes.

Now, tell me you didn't smile. I sure did! Here is who's eye it is, in order of apperance. Levi, me, Elijah, mom, John Paul, Micah, dad, Eden, Titus, Ruthie and Tim. How'd you do on guessing?

Bedtime, what's that?

We were all at Tim's softball game way too late tonight. Earlier Tim had left for his game and I was with the kids running around. I got home around 8:00 when Tim called me to tell me that he had locked his keys in the car and wanted me to drive to where he was to unlock his car, and somehow by the end of our conversation, I misunderstood Tim and thought he had someone from the game coming to get him, not realizing that all his gear for the game was still in the car, and he still needed me to drive out to unlock his doors. I took all the kids in the house, put Micah to bed and threw the boys in the shower. About 10 minutes into the shower, Tim called to see if I was on my way yet. Realizing my error, I just about croaked when I had to pull everyone out of the shower and bed, load them in the van and drive to unlock Tim's car. We hadn't planned on going to his game since it was so late, but when I arrived at the field around 9:00, I decided that I drove all that way, I may as well stay for the rest of the game. The kids were thrilled. Tired, but thrilled. It was well after 10:30 by the time we got all the little rugrats home and sweetly tucked in their beds. Boy will I pay for this tomorrow!