A list of random events in our lives, written with some creative insight or perhaps just lack of sleep induced hysteria.
Thursday, November 20
Nothing to report
Sunday, November 9
Marine Corps Ball
Clothes for the ball:
Greg $2,000 (Uniform)
Sophia $45.00 (ebay and Dillard's)
(Sorry I don't have a picture of Greg in his uniform with me, but by the time we got home from the ball he was pretty much out of his uniform. I don't blame him-- it looked very uncomfortable.)
Getting these:
...ummm, priceless? Or just breakable? At least the food was good. We couldn't understand anything anybody said because we sat right by the speakers. But at least being 9 months pregnant gave me a good reason to wear really comfortable shoes. Take that everyone else who were uncomfortable wearing 3 inch heels!! HAHHA!!
We have the Ponds to thank for watching our kids last night! You guys are life savers!
Really the best part of dressing up on Sat. night is the next day you already have an outfit and your hair done for Sunday. The problem is that Andrew and Myles are both not feeling their best-- and Andrew showed it by throwing up all over me. Litteraly right in my face, all over my hair and down my dress. Five minutes before we needed to leave for church.
I didn't go.
Saturday, November 1
Happy Halloween!
First post in a while, I know. Sorry! And no really cute pictures of boys in halloween costumes, since we kinda didn't do that... We meant to, but we didn't. We didn't even have any trick-or-treaters come to our door either. Sad, huh? I guess there are neighborhoods where you go, and ones you don't. And we're right next to one of those you don't. And that exempts us. I would say, "What are we going to do with all this candy?" if we had any left after our traditional "Mummy" movie-binge on candy night.
Jack did get to dress up in his Firefighter outfit for school (you had to dress as a community helper, so our orginaly idea of prisoner didn't quite fit.) He also got to go to a pumpkin patch and pick out his own little pumkin. The highlight of the day wasn't halloween though. It was the fact that it was, as he puts it, "That one girl in my class's Happy birthday and we got pupcakes." (That's cupcakes to us laymen.) When asked which girl in his class had the birthday, he expounded by saying- "The one with the dirty face. From eating pupcakes." Oh. That makes it so clear.
Oh, and what did the boys do most of the day?