Poor Dog

I had to take the dog (Bisket) to the vet to be groomed. Her fur was about 4 or 5 inches long, and she was matted VERY badly. Every time I try to brush her she snaps at me. Then she took off with the brush somewhere. So anyway told the vet to do what she could. This is the result. She looks like a hairy version of the Taco Bell dog. She's a Yorkie,but you sure can't tell from this picture. I think she looks pathetic in this pic. So we put a new collar on her and bought her a dress so she'd feel all pretty and girly, She don't have enough hair for a bow. She walked around like she felt nakie or something. What makes this whole thing funny is that this dog really belongs to Gordon and he's gone this week so he hasn't seen her yet. She misses him, she went and laid down in the floor on his side of the bed.

Pre-K Track Meet

Chase had his track meet Friday, it was rainy, cold and wet. Here's his class getting to do the softball throw. (my camera had been idle, so I missed the actual throws, darn it.) He here is running the I think its the 50 yard dash, He's grinning so it must not have been too bad. He's not the fastest, but he's getting better.
Tricycle race. He actually pedaled. Last year he couldn't pedal and used his feet like Fred Flintstone.
The was the high jump, I apparently had the wrong setting on my camera, because this was the best pic and its blurry. The long jump pictures were horrible. All blurry. Guess I shouldn't take pictures when I haven't had much sleep.
This is a group shot of his class after all the events. You can barely see his face, first one on the second row from the left.
He had a good day, had fun which is most important. On the high jump he thought it was cooler to knock the bar down.

Hands

I was holding Chase's hand the other day and decided to take a picture. When leaving the house he grabs my hand as soon as we start out the door, in the store and at school. Some day he'll think he's too big to be holding mama's hand. Bethany saw the above picture and decided that she wanted to do one as well. As you can see her hands are now as big as mine. She of course would be completely embarrased to be holding my hand in public.
I know that God placed these two children in my hands to care for and love and at the end of the day I can say I did my best.

Birthdays

Yesterday was my birthday, yes I'm getting old. I am one year younger than mom was when she passed away. I think birthdays should be special. I've always tried to make them so with my kids. I feel so guilty everytime Bethany's falls on Thanksgiving like I can help that. I just don't feel like my birthday is special anymore. I remember as a kids looking forward to it and arguing with my cousin about who was older. I can't even remember what the last thing I got for my birthday from mom was. I just know that without her.... birthdays are just another day. Maybe that's why I go a little overboard for the kids. And since Bethany's falls on a holiday where most of her friends can't come to a party. I'm gonna let her have a summer pool party and she can invite the whole class if she wants.
The best thing about my birthday was Chase trying to sing Happy Birthday. He missed a few words, but it was the best version I ever heard.

Super Nanny

I watched the Super Nanny, OMG some of those kids act horrible. I wonder if the super nanny could do something about my unruly husband???
You know teach him some manners, be polite....
Just a thought.

Storm

We had a pretty intense storm early yesterday morning. Had a Tornado touch down West of town and another about 4 to 5 miles East of my house. (THANK GOD) And thank God that no one was injured, lots of tree damage and some homes, but no fatal injuries. Rained the entire night. Here's a couple of pictures of the road going toward the house from Hwy 59. Its deeper than it actually looks, but in the 8 years we've lived out this way, I have never seen it across the road. Was a little creepy. I didn't get pictures of the damage, by the time I went to bed and got up in the afternoon, people were removing the debris. One home had trees uprooted all the way around it and the home wasn't touched. That is a blessing from God.

On a lighter note, everything sure is pretty and green. Now if we could just catch a break from the rain for a while.

First T-Ball Tournament

Saturday Chase had his first T-Ball Tournament, They are the Cardinals, last year his number was 21 (no idea why) this year he chose 12, cuz 1 comes before 2.
So here he's up to bat. This was the first game, was a little cool. He made it to first. Here he is on first. His helmet is so big Gordon says he looks like Chicken Little...
Here he is in the outfield, Don't he look ready?
Here he is getting to first, this was the last game of the day. He was out, but was a good effort, he didn't stop running. If you look closely I think one kid in the outfield was almost doing the splits.... As you can see by the shorts, it warmed up. Was a great day.
The games started at 9am and our last one was at 4:30. So we were tired. Four games is a lot for 5 year olds. Three hours total of baseball. He's getting better. One game he made it all the way to second and even home once. He always runs to back up the first baseman on every play. He has fun and thats what I want more than anything.
There was a group of kids that could've used new coaches. I overheard one tell his runner to run over a kid in the baseline. Come on they are 5 and 6 year olds, that's not teaching kids sportsmanship.
Chase has good coaches, they are patient thank goodness. They're more concerned with teaching basics than winning and I love that. I know that in a few years these kids will be awesome.

Angry

I was late getting up yesterday, so Gordon took Chase to t-ball practice. When they got back, Gordon went on about how Chase can't throw well, he can't catch, don't listen etc.... I said well maybe he had a bad day and that he's not the worst player on the team. Gordon gave me a whatever look and said he didn't think Chase was very athletic, and that he was the worst player at practice. I balled my eyes out in the shower thinking he was a jerk and pretty much didn't have anything to say to him. After my shower Chase comes in and I said how's my little ball player. He told me that he wasn't very good and that the other kids were better than him, cuz they could throw hard and catch. I became even more angry because he apparently knows what his dad thinks of him.
I don't want either of my kids to feel like their not good enough, some things they may have to work harder on, but they CAN do anything.
He's freakin 5 years old, I don't expect him to be Chipper Jones. I want him to have fun and continue to play, but if at home he feels like he's not good enough, hows he going to feel on the field?????