Happy Birthday Bubba!

Today is Trey's 6th birthday. He was born at 7:28 a.m. by emergency c-section after being diligently monitored all through the wee morning hours. After finding, then losing his heartrate numerous times through the "night" and eventually having it slow to a life-threatening rate, the decision was made to get him out immediatly.
He was born with his umbilical cord wrapped tightly around his neck three times with his tiny fists clutching the cord and pulling it from his neck. It seems that he helped his doctors save his life. He weighed only 7 pounds, 5 ounces, and although, I could never get anyone to confirm this theory, it seemed that he had lost weight in his last hours/day in utero. He had a compressed cord and should/could have had all sorts of neurological or developmental issues, but he didn't. He is our miracle boy (twice over) and I adore everything about him. This is a great day!

Two good boys

Each day after school the first thing Trey says to me is (usually), "I stayed on green today!" His teacher keeps a conduct chart and green is good, yellow means they received a few warnings, and so on.

Last Thursday, when I picked Tyler up from pre-school I asked him if he had a good day and he said, "Yeah. I stayed on green."

Tonight, when Tim got home from work and asked Tyler how he was, he again responded with, " I stayed on green!"

There is no conduct chart in the 2 year old room at preschool and there is certainly no conduct chart here at home. Turkey!

My Sweet Little Stud-man

I took Trey and Lindsey to see Wall-e today. Darling movie ... really gets you thinkin' though. I hate thinkin'.
Anyway, I was sitting in the movie between my little angels and Trey asked for "one of those balls". I handed him a few Whoppers and he smiled at me sweetly and said, "Thank you, Mama." Then he leaned over toward me and I thought, "Oh, he loves me so much ... that tender moment left him needing a little cuddle with his Mama." So, I leaned over to him, he came a little closer, smiled sweetly, and TOOTED! He didn't need a cuddle; he just needed to pass a little gas. Nice.

Adorable Maniacs

I had pictures made of the boys the other day. They turned out very well. Take a peek at http://www.photographybycupcake.com/. Click on the blog for a sneek peek or click on galleries, my last name and the password is my first initial and last name, all in one word. Does that make sense?

By the way, new computer should be here soon, so I will have lots and lots of updates.

Later tator!

The photographer has updated her blog. My boys are not the first thing you see when you pull it up. You could probably figure that out. Just thought I'd take the guesswork out of it. :)

It's too late...

You know the song, "It's too late to 'pologize"? According to Trey, it actually goes ...

"It's too late to pop a jive."

And he's right really. If it's too late to pop a jive, then an apology really will do no good. Right?

Over and out~

I'm back

Wow! It has been such a long time since I have written. Honestly, I'm still rather bitter about the pictures being lost. Ugh! That makes me so mad!

Things have been moving along quite crazily around here. Since I last wrote, we've had Lindsey's birthday party, (she's thirteen ... yes, there is a "teen" at the end of that word! How does that happen. She really should still be eight, maybe nine ... but thirteen!), we had a rip-roaring good time at her slumber party, she has been inducted into National Junior Honors Society, we went to her awards ceremony at school and Trey played a fantastic season of T-ball. I have pictures of these events, but can I put them on my blog? Heck, no! So, you will have to wait for the mammoth entry I do the day we get a new computer. Oh, it will be fantastic.

Lindsey and I also started National Charity League which causes me to break out in a cold sweat on a regular basis. Yikes! What a huge commitment.

Later tators! ... I mean, tator!

ROUND-UP

My boy is going to kindergarten next year. I am not happy about it ... I want to keep him here with me longer. He is so neat-o. But, he's going and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
We went to Kindergarten Round-up last night. Yeehaw!
He's excited.
Me ... not so much. (I think I already mentioned that.)

AKA ...

I saw someone else write down all of their kids' nicknames and I thought it was cute. It seems as they get older, I start calling my kids by their real names more and I don't want to forget any of their pet names.

Lindsey: Since the boys came along we ALL call her "Sissy" 90% of the time. But there was a time when she had lots of her own names. In the beginning it was "Sugar Bear", "Sugar Booger", "Pretty Girl" and such. Then it came time to expand on her real name. I started with "Lindsey Lou", "Lou Lou", and when The Grinch had just been released, "Lindsey Lou Who". Then we went down the slippery slope and she became "Louise". What's funny is she never minded that one. But, oh boy!, if anyone called her "Linds", she would wig out ... even at age 2. She would say, "my name is Lindsey!" It totally cracked me up.

Trey: Of course he started as Bubba and Bubby and then I would call him Bubbles, which Tim did not think was appropriate AT ALL. Now, we have settled in nicely with Bubba and Trey-man.

Tyler: Also Bubba, hardly ever Bubby and I call him Munchkin, Munch, and Monkey a lot too.

Okey-Dokey then, it's down for posterity!

Huh?

All of our children crack us up in one way or another, but the things they say when they are first trying to tackle this whole language thing has to be the funniest.

Lindsey amused greatly by saying Ho-ka-moma for Oklahoma and Mal-mart for Wal-mart. Even today, at 12 yrs. old, she said, "Let's leave them a U-nonimous note."

Trey's current favorites are eatmeal instead of oatmeal and vanilla bar rather than granola bar. However, the best and most puzzling mispronunciation, was at barely 2 when he began saying "Dra-nus". Hmmm, we weren't really quite sure what he was saying and he said it fairly regularly. In addition, he would say, "You are a dra-nus." He always said it with a sweet face (he wasn't being mean), but we couldn't help notice the similarity to the word "anus". Was that what he was calling us and what was going to stop him from calling a teacher or one of our friends or God forbid, his Papa that? This went on for months and months and I still had no idea ... no idea what he was trying to say.

Finally, one day he was getting up on the table or something and I said, "Watch it boy! You're dangerous!" and he said, "You're dranus too Mama!"

Ah! Mystery solved.

Not my boy ... anymore.

Trey came in the other day and asked me how to write "I love you". I joyfully wrote it out for him, eagerly awaiting the love note to come. He took his time and beautifully wrote it out, only slightly messing up the "u". I couldn't wait for him to present it to me as he got out of his chair to show it to me. Oh, I ooh-ed and ah-ed and even began to tear up a bit. He looked so proud of himself, then took it back and said, "I'm gonna go put it in my backpack." I said , "Why are you putting (my note) in your backpack?". He said, "Because it's for my girlfriend. I know her name now. It's Jayden." And with that, he left me alone and with no note and a broken heart.

Christmas 2007

We had a great Christmas. We enjoyed a visit from Granny, Papaw and Nancy on the 23rd and my parents even dropped by. We popped a bottle of bubbly and had sooo much fun. It was so cool to see our individual "peeps" enjoy one another.
Suzanne and Larry joined us Christmas Eve for some yummy grub and spirits. Suzanne, I was so impressed to see you take that Jaeger shot like a woman!
The kids were so excited to go to bed and see what Santa would bring. Trey wanted to sleep in his Sissy's room so they could wait together for me to tell them they could come in and see their loot.
Christmas morning was great. Lindsey got a cell phone (Santa, what were you thinking?), Trey got a bike and Tyler got a brand new car! Trey learned to ride his bike without training wheels. Yea buddy!

A few more from the Arboretum

Both Lindsey and Trey had fun pretending to be in the pioneer days: Riding in the covered wagon,

Trey taking an old-time bath,

Lindsey pretending to farm the land ... look how deep that girl can dig!

The Arboretum, Part 2

Trey was so confused when we first arrived. I had told him we were going to this huge park, but there was no playground. He obviously omitted that part of the conversation from his brain because he kept asking, "When are we going to the park?"

His excitement returned when we got to the little villages set up like old houses of original settlers. He loved going into all the little houses, looking at all of the old things and even sweeping! He did not want to leave.

It was a great day. Do you think if I got a broom like that at home, he'd be as excited about sweeping?

The Arboretum

Well, we finally made it! I have been wanting to go to the Dallas Arboretum forever! The whole family went. We had such a nice time. The weather was beautiful ... freakishly warm ... but, beautiful.
The kids had a great time climbing on the big pumpkins (or balls, as Tyler calls them) until we realized they were kind of rotten and bugs started flying out from underneath ... yuk!

What?!? Is that a family picture? We are actually a family of five and there's the picture to prove it! I never seem to be able to get pictures of all of us.

There's my pretty girl. She was so interested that I had my bridal portraits taken there. I think she got into the "posing" spirit. So sweet.

The little man had fun too. He was way more interested in those trucks than exploring, but he got out of the stroller a few times and ran around.

Ah, thanks Mommy. I'm much more comfortable in my stroller. :)

The Big Boy!

My Trey man learned how to pump his legs and swing himself yesterday! He was so excited! He still can't get as high as when we push him, but he's figuring it out. Look at that sweet face, would you!

CHILLY MORNING!!

We woke up yesterday morning and our house was FREEZing!!! I made Trey put on his silly slippers that his Grandmother Hudson made for him and I put a warm hat on Tyler. The boys thought they were so funny running around the house like that.

Since my little Tyler man won't keep socks on and he has outgrown all of his footie jammies, we ventured off to the mall to get him some warm jammies. He was very patient with his mommy since we made more than just one stop.
After shopping, we stopped at Boston Market for lunch. He had an exciting lunch because he DRANK FROM A STRAW for the first time! I had forgotten to bring a sippy cup, so I asked for a kids' cup with water. I was getting water into the straw and dripping it into his mouth. He started sucking, so I decided to see if he would suck from the cup and he did it! (Tim and I have been trying to get him to do this for months.) I was so excited. I was clapping and cheering for him. Everyone in the restaurant was looking at me like I was crazy. Too fun!

Brotherly Love

Many of you remember that I was a bit "concerned" when we found out that baby #3 was to be a boy. After all, I had spent EIGHT years with a sweet, calm, loving, and quiet (I know, it's hard for me to remember Lindsey as quiet too) little girl. We all know how much I adore Trey, but the thought of all that "boy energy" that he brings into my home being doubled was a frightening thought. Frankly, there sometimes is more energy and wildness than I can handle, but there are also moments like these ...
Trey and Tyler ADORE each other. Today, we were at the park and Trey was in a little tunnel shaped like a turtle with two other kiddos. Tyler waddled up and climbed in the turtle with the big kids. Trey said, "Oh, this is my baby. He can walk really good."
There is nothing to make a mama's heart swell like the boys laughing so hard at each other. We park at Lindsey's school and wait about 20 minutes for her to come out (crazy, I know, but it really is the best way to manage the traffic). By the time she gets out to the car, the boys are laughing so hard and usually have all the moms in the cars around us laughing with them.
Today, Trey was spending a little time in self-sent time-out. He had been playing a bit too roughly with his brother. I got on to him and he said, "I'm going to time-out!". He went in his room and shut his door. Tyler proceded to peek down the hall, walk to Trey's door and see if it would open, then lean against the wall next to the door and wait for brother to come out. So sweet!
So, as much as I hate to admit I'm wrong, I LOVE having my boys. They are so funny and so sweet.

What a Weekend!

The weather was gorgeous this weekend. We had all of these great plans to get out and enjoy it.
However, a tummy bug had other ideas. Mr. Trey got sick around 5:30 on Friday night and it was truly a 24 hour bug as he was almost completely back to himself by about 6:00 on Saturday. Fortunately, he was a great patient and he took a FIVE hour nap on Saturday.

Thankfully, no one else got it and Tim took Tyler and Lindsey went to my mom's for most of the day on Saturday so I was able to give Trey my undivided attention. Such a sweet boy! After resting and once I got all my babies back under one roof, we decided to get out of the house and ventured off to Target.

We spent almost all day Sunday outside on the driveway riding various toy vehicles. Tyler's favorite thing to do was go down the hill on the motorcylce (intended for 3 yr. olds) toward the alley screaming as a chase him. What a mess! Trey, on the other hand, likes to ride the scooter as fast as possible in circles ... scaring me to death. Meanwhile, Lindsey is practicing her volleyball serves on the roof while we are all dodging either the ball or her running after the ball. :)

Anyway, I was so thankful that Trey recovered so quickly and that no one else got the bug. Thank you God!