Surprise!

JD's dad (in red) was definitely surprised!  :)

Grandma Parker meeting Isaac:

 Sadly, my camera battery died after only 3 pictures, but it was a great party!

Happy Birthday, Pepa!!

 

 

Playing in Batesville:



James and Isaac James:

aka- Papa: 

(Or "Mema's Papa"- as Cate refers to him!)

 ...and Mema too:

funny stuff

Halle brought this paper home from school the other day- its a reading list that we were to sign and send back once she could read the words easily.  When I cornered her to read it to me, she rattled off, "Dear Parent Guardian, This is the first of many practice reading sheets your child will bring home..." (She continued on until she realized I was laughing at her.)

I signed it.

The problem with having a potty trained 2 year old and a newborn is that Ty always has to "go" the minute I sit down with Isaac.  The other day he showed up in the living room like this:

He got out new undies himself. 

Even though his others were still clean.


The next pictures are from my phone, and are old.


Ty ran into the kitchen and said, "I'm ready for church!"  (Eye roll.)

We have this nasty lazy-susan cabinet in the kitchen corner than I have never messed with beyond sticking comet and Clorox stuff in since we moved in.  (It had some mice issues that have since been taken care of.)  The day the bug-man was coming, I decided to tackle the grossness.  Only I opened it up and found THIS:

 I left it alone, and thanked God it was pest control day.
The dude came and muttered, "Whoa!" when I opened the cabinet for him to see.  He proceeded to spray that bad boy three times.

And then we both started laughing. 

Yep.  Plastic.

Back to the back-

-yard, that is!

It has finally been pretty enough (and dry enough, and mosquitoless enough) to play outside!

It. Has. Been. WONDERFUL.  :)

Four weeks old

-and he smiled at me today!

Isaac is noisy.  He breathes loudly, hiccups loudly, burps like a man, and when he eats you can hear it across the house.  And he cries loudly too.  Good thing he doesn't do that much.

Sometimes we call him Terry.  As in- Bradshaw.

He's losing his hair, but it seems to have started at the top and is working its way down.  It's awesome, and hilarious.  I ought to get a good picture of it- it's like it's God's way of letting us see him as an old man.  :) 

A new smile-

-with one less tooth!

 Apparently, it "just fell on the table!" when she was eating her grapes at lunch.  And the other kids "all wanted their teeth to fall out too!"  (Halle was super excited to tell us the story as soon as she got in the car this afternoon.)

She wavered back and forth about whether she wanted to leave it for the Tooth Fairy* or not.  She really wanted to keep it.  (Don't ask me why.)

In the end, she opted to leave a note:

 So, I'm off to try hairspray and glitter on a couple of dollar bills.  :)

(What did we ever do without Pinterest?!?)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*No, Halle doesn't think the Tooth Fairy is real.  (Remember the Santa thing?)  She asked me while I was fixing supper:

Halle: "Mommy, the Tooth Fairy isn't really real, right?  Because I know there's not really any real fairies.  It's just you and Daddy."

Me: staring at her

Halle: staring at me

Me:  "Do you want Daddy and I to dress up like fairies to leave something under your pillow?"

Halle:  laughing "NO!  Daddy is a BOY!"  still laughing

Me:  "It's fun to pretend."

Halle:  "Yeah.  Let's just keep pretending."

 

Perfect.  :)

In the good times AND bad...

It's been a painful few weeks for Razorback fans.  But we're faithful- no bandwagon fans in this house.  Woo Pig!! 

 PS- Do you recognize those sleeves on Halle's dress?  They used to be worn by Cate! :)

 



 

**Yes.  I am a Jayhawk fan in my heart of hearts, but when you have your name written on the sidewalk in Fayetteville (all graduates do) you are obligated to cheer for the Hogs.     Just saying.