While Dad’s family was here, we decided to have a watermelon eating and seed spitting contest. It was messy, gross, and fun. Cameron was the big winner. Our video (which I will post later) looks like something that was shot in the 60’s or 70’s. The lighting makes it look like an old home movie. It could also be the fact that the boys all had their shirts off.
Monthly Archive for June, 2005
Tonight we went to the Rodeo for the first time in the 3 years that we have lived here. The arena is located right next door. You could tell it was a new experience for us. It started right out of the gate, when the reigning Rodeo Princess started riding with the American flag for the National Anthem, you are supposed to act like it is part of a wave, and wait until the flag gets to you. We stood up, realized we were the only ones, and then sat back down.
After we were standing, they played this weird song about returning America to the way it should be. That it has been run into the ground. All of the lyrics are here.
It was very surreal. No one around us noticed how out of whack this song was. The song was just so over the top. I had a hard time not laughing. I have never been to a rodeo before, so maybe they all start off this way.
We celebrated Father’s Day with a trip to Shreveport for movies and lunch. The kids had a choice between The Adventures of Shark Boy and Lava Girl, or Batman Begins. Of course they picked Shark Boy and Lava Girl. At least the kids liked the movie. For me, it was like a cheap knockoff of The Never Ending Story and The Wizard of Oz (complete with tornado). We were glad the kids picked the movie. We are both looking forward to seeing Batman Begins and wouldn’t have seen much of it with Allison.
During the previews, which were the only part she actually watched, Allison would rock out to whatever music was playing for the commercials. Since the movie was in 3D, she also had on her special glasses. Maybe they helped her be more in tune with the music. Whatever it was, her booty was wiggling.
My kids are crazy. They invented a new game while cleaning up the living room. See, we make cleaning fun. The game involved one of them spinning around with a trash bag so that it poofed out. While that person was spinning the other would try to throw a banana peel into the bag. I have this suspicion that the object of the game was really to hit your sibling with the banana peel of slime.
I was looking over my old website. Man was I ever cheesy. This was from my ‘about me’ page 7! years ago. I thought about editing it, just to save some embarrassment. Time sure does fly. Oh, I still haven’t finished that cross-stitch, but I did finish Zoey’s baby quilt in time for her first birthday.
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Hello everyone, pull up a seat, grab a soda, and I’ll tell you a little about myself. My name is Anna. I am a 23 year old mother of 2 and I think they are the most beautiful children I have ever seen, but doesn’t every parent think that about their child? Nathan is almost a year and a half (April 12, 1997), with curly blonde hair, bright blue eyes and is happy almost all of the time. Zoey is 6 weeks old (August 5, 1998), with a full head of black hair, eyes that are turning green, rosy cheeks, and lets us know she gets bored quite easily with her surroundings.
Wow, it’s been awhile since I updated this page! Now, I am 24 (woowoo) Nathan is a little over 2 years old and yes, we definitely see some of those terrible 2’s everyone talks about. The cute things he does out-weigh the terrible though and he gives us so much to laugh about. Zoey is 10 months old and is crawling everywhere. Black hair, hah, she is a little blonde-haired, blue-eyed cutie just like her brother. She still gets bored, but not as fast now that she has more to get into
Right now we live in the town of Stillwater, Oklahoma, where I am currently working for “a multi-billion dollar computer industry giant (no I won’t tell you who, so don’t ask)”, to quote a friend. While my husband, Greg, finishes his degree in Advertising at Oklahoma State University. He had fewer hours to go until graduating so I get to be the money maker, while he takes care of the babies. He only has 2 classes left this summer and then we are out of here!
Being a parent is just wonderful! Yes, even with some of those nights when it seems like they are working together to keep us awake. But isn’t that a part of this great experience? I think it is just amazing to be a mom. To know that I (and Greg too) am responsible for these little lives and that who they will become is greatly dependent on how we raise them. I hope they don’t think that I am too over-protective or too mushy. You would understand this part if you see how excited I get when Nathan does any little thing, and even more excited for the big things. I am always calling my husband in from another room to “watch this, isn’t he so cute!” Since Greg has spent all day with him, he has seen what Nathan just happens to be doing a million times that day. Still, good-naturedly he says,”yes dear, he is pretty neat, isn’t he.” And now we get to do it all over with Zoey!
Music has always been a big part of my life. I even remember going to see the movie “Amadeus” when it first came to the theaters. When I was in the 6th grade, I started playing the trumpet in band. I loved it, but wanted to learn more. 3 years later I started playing the Horn (French Horn to some *hehe*) and continued to play it through college. I even majored in Music Ed my freshman year. I had so much fun in the marching band and Spirit band (even got to go to the Final Four one year) but realized that this major was not for me. Now that I’m not taking classes anymore I don’t play but really enjoy listening. One of my favorite pieces is Mozart’s Eine kleine Nachtmusik, but I don’t have a favorite composer (there are just so many of them).
In my spare time (how much spare time does a working mom have?) I like to cross stitch, but still haven’t finished the piece I have been working on for 3 (almost 4) years. I hate to start more than one at a time, or else I would have a little collection of unfinished pieces. I have started learning to quilt, but have only really made 1 (Nathan’s first quilt). Also I enjoy playing the mud The Creator’s Shadow. If you enjoy Robert Jordon’s Wheel of Time series and playing muds, I highly recommend it. Mostly though, I spend my spare time reading. My favorite types of books are fantasy and historical fiction, but I don’t really have a favorite author.
When Zoey was a little under 3 until she was about 4 1/2 year, She would refuse to go to sleep until I grabbed some dream dust and put it onto her. The usual method would be flinging, but sometimes it was blown or sprinkled. Eventually the regular old sweet dream dust didn’t cut it. We had to up the power to keep the bad dreams at bay. We got fancier with the dust. Not only did we have ’sweet dream’ dust, we also had ‘no dream’, ‘unicorn’, ‘princess’, ‘PowderPuff girl’, ‘Power Ranger’, and a combo of the 2, ‘PowderPuff Ranger’ dust. This was the most lethal to those troublesome bad dreams and never failed.
I’m not sure what ever happened to the bad dreams. Maybe Zoey just doesn’t have nightmares anymore. Now I have huge vats of dream dust sitting out in the storage buiding. Eventually, Allison may need to use some of it, but hopefully her dreams are always sweet.
When Nathan and Zoey were babies there was a point it seemed like a 2 week span, where they stopped using single words to get their point across, when their words became clear and understandable. Nathan started right after his second birthday. It’s like there was a switch that went on in his brain. One day he would say, “Mom, Juice, Cup”. The next it would be “Mom, please get me some juice.”.
Zoey started a little bit earlier, but she spoke with such a baby accent, only Greg and I could really tell what she was saying.
I think Allison is quickly approaching the full blown sentence stage. Sure she says some words in her own special Allison speak, “KeeCook” for cookie and “Mochok Mook” for Chocolate milk, but she is getting her points across more and more each day.
Allison’s favorite saying right now is, “Oh NO!”. If something falls, spills, drops, moves away from her, gets turned off, closed, or just seems out of place, we are sure to hear it. She has varying degrees of Oh No. The “it’s ok, but oh no”, or “this can’t end well”, and the “I can’t believe this is happening, please make it stop, the HORROR!”. I have only heard the last one time, when she spilled some milk on the table. The others she uses often, and seems like such a little worry-wort when she says it.
As I was waking up from a nap on Monday morning, I noticed a peculiar smell in the air. Bravely I asked, “Has anyone been eating garlic?”
Noone wanted to admit it. So I asked each person who was with me. Greg said he hadn’t, Allison shook her head no. When it was Zoey’s turn, she said that she hadn’t had any garlic, but her breath told another story. She had wanted a snack and the chips Greg offered weren’t good enough. Instead, when noone was watching, she decided to sneak and eat a clove of garlic. I guess she wasn’t expecting the taste or the after aroma. When we asked her how it tasted she said, “It wasn’t awful, but it wasn’t very good either”.
We won’t have to worry about Zoey turning into a vampire anytime soon.
