I have lots of stories to tell, but I will start with pictures.
No more Friday night football! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! After a great game, the Mavericks defeated the undefeated Wildcats. The win put them in a tie for the playoffs. The season ended with a coin toss, not in our favor. It was my last game as a drill team mom. (at least for the next 14 years...) I am not sad, but ecstatically happy! Friday nights are now going to be back to normal!
This is Hailey on the field.
Me, Chad, Hailey and practice husband.
Jen in the stands taking pictures. Jen has been a faithful fan all season! Thanks, Jen!
Bekah with Hailey
Bekah with Hunter
Tonight will be Hunter's last football night. Yeah! Yeah! I love football, but I am glad to see the season end... without any injuries, I might add. Did I just jinx it? Last year Hunter acted a little disappointed that more of our family didn't come to see him play. We talked to him about letting everyone know that it was important to him that people come see him play. Apparently he listened. So, throughout the season we have had several visitors, on a Tuesday night, I might add, that have come to watch Hunter's game. Last night as I was getting ready for bed, Hunter handed me his cell phone. It was my dad in Chicago letting me know that his flight would be in tomorrow at 3:45. My stepmom Jeaneane's flight would be in at 3:40. Okay, great. Hunter had worked it out with them that they would be coming for his game, but I didn't even know it. Glad for Hunter, but holy cow, Elvia didn't come this week and the house is a wreck! Oh well. They will understand....
Halloween was fun. Here is Cutter, dressed as a skunk:
He willingly went to a couple of houses in our neighborhood. The only candy he likes is suckers... Well, the only candy he has tried are suckers. The kit kats and the peanut butter cups are for me!
Kenzie has learned to sit... I still feel like I need to protect her from falling, though...
And the best thing is that she is laughing out loud now. The funny part is the only person that can get her to do it is Cutter. For the rest of us, she just swallows the laugh and holds it in. Check out her giggle!
And now, my random thoughts and a peculiar story...
When is it time for you to change your friend's name in your phone / contacts list after they get married and their name changes? Just curious. Is 3 years long enough? Do you do it immediately? I don't know... I have several friends that have married and I still haven't changed their names on my list. Just curious what you thought.
What do you do when your husband tells you he just picked up a bag of crack in your daycare parking lot?
Let me say it again.
What do you do when your husband tells you he just picked up a bag of crack in the daycare parking lot?
Yes. This actually happened. Last week, Chad and I were carpooling to work. First, we drop Cutter and Kenzie off at daycare, right by the house. He gets out of the truck to get Cutter. I got out and got Kenzie. I carried Kenzie and her bottle bag and all of her crap in and hand her over to the babysitter in the baby room. I heard Chad in the hallway ask where there bathroom was. I thought that Cutter had probably "gooed" him and he needed to wash his hands or something like that. When I finished with Kenzie, he was waiting for me in the hallway. I waved to Cutter in the breakfast room and headed back to the truck. Chad was looking a little funny - shifting his eyes right and left...
Chad: Are you still writing your blog.
Funny question. (especially since it has been 2 weeks since I have updated it.)
Me: Of course I am still writing my blog!
Chad: Well, here's one for you... I just flushed a bag full of crack down the toilet.
Me: What? Are you freaking kidding me. Crack?!? How do you know it was crack.
Chad: (gives me the "you are so stupid look") Uh, I worked in a jail. It was crack.
Me: No it wasn't.
Chad: Yes. Yes it was. And someone is going to be pissed when they figure out they lost it. It was a lot.
Okay. Great way to start the day. I just left my two babies at a daycare where there was CRACK in the parking lot. No freaking way.
Chad reminds me that it was probably a parent. It could be an employee, but it wasn't where the employees park. He found it in the parking lot when he opened his door, just like it had fallen out or something. He said he picked it up because he didn't want Cutter to put it in his mouth. Then he realized what it was and went inside to flush it.
I asked him why he didn't report it to the police. Again, the "you are so stupid look". He didn't want his name on it. Okay. I get that. So now we have contaminated the water supply. Even better.
So what do you do with this information? Let me know your thoughts! I will update tomorrow!
1 comment:
Thanks for posting Kenzie's laugh. A baby's laugh is a sure way to brighten a day when you have "it".
As for names in the phone, I don't believe that there is a set time frame. It's whenever you notice yourself recognizing that person more by their married name instead of their maiden name.
And just how big of a bag of crack are we talking about? And regardless of who it belonged to, who looses a bag of crack?
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