Friday, January 30, 2009
We're getting along...
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Puppy time
Her adorable little face close up - she' s a little camera shy.
Awww Heck...
Well, the New Year's resolution is trashed. How many of you have made it this far? My resolution was to refrain from eating the ever so convenient array of fast food available this year. I've been doing super well, not even a craving for a salty greasy french fry and a ginormous root beer. So here's how my resolution was crushed beneath 10 grimy little hands - well, 6 hands and 4 paws to be precise. Jon (the peron to blame) has been watching a million web-sites where people post pets to sell - I was unaware of course until my driving skills were necessary to pick up the "perfect" puppy...Did I mention said pick up was in Austin? My niave, sweet little heart got the best of me and made a household of 3 boys (yes Jon is included with the children) and 1 little girl eternally grateful - if no one steals the puppy. Jon came home Tuesday night with pictures of a group of adorable german shorthair pups. Shanny, our old chocolate lab that died last year, was half german shorthair, so we are familiar with the breed and have always talked about getting one someday. Well, someday became yesterday. What I assumed would be an easy quick drive to Austin turned out to be an exhausting drive 3 hours there with 3 kids...and four hours back with three kids and a teeny weeny puppy the size of a small hairless guinea pig. This little puppy is sooooo much smaller than Brett was when we brought him home. I was actually worried that the breeder lady had mislead me as to the day of their birth...., but the pup is eating, drinking, pooping and peeing. Aside from being so teeny that a misstep by Delyla would probably really injure if not kill her, she is great. She slept in the little kennel up on my bed last night. I was too afraid I'd roll over and squash her. She slept straight through until about 4:30 this morning, squealled (sp?) and peed on the carpet the instant I sat her down. She squealled and grunted through my morning work out with me - she grunts like a little piggie sometimes. Now, she's napping in the port -o- crib safely out of harms way(delyla is the harm...). I'll post pictures later to show you how adorable she is. Can't wait to show her off!!!
Anyway, because of the doggie trip, I ravenously tore into some McDonalds yesterday. It was awful, but it filled my belly for atleast 30 minutes until I was hungry for another meal... Today's nutrition has been better. I did eat a baked potato for lunch followed by 3 chocolate chip cookies though. Those of you who have had my chocolate chip cookies will know why I couldn't resist... and well, anything I make has to be more nutritionally sound than old Ronnie McD right?
Wish me and my resolution and the nameless puppy good luck...
Anyway, because of the doggie trip, I ravenously tore into some McDonalds yesterday. It was awful, but it filled my belly for atleast 30 minutes until I was hungry for another meal... Today's nutrition has been better. I did eat a baked potato for lunch followed by 3 chocolate chip cookies though. Those of you who have had my chocolate chip cookies will know why I couldn't resist... and well, anything I make has to be more nutritionally sound than old Ronnie McD right?
Wish me and my resolution and the nameless puppy good luck...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Here's what we've been up to
Here are the two studs Tony Hawkeing it up. Helmets are mandatory at our house - not good for the hair, but since the boys are going for the "afro" look lately, the helmets can't make it look much worse. Darion can't wait to hang out with Paxton and Stanton again so they can really help him to learn some new moves. Mom's moves aren't too cool anymore. Back in the day, I could atleast keep my balance, although I had some gnarly skate scabs... Hopefully my boys will avoid those for awhile - along with some of the other bad habits that little skater gang I hung out with had... Those were the days - Red Hot CHili Peppers and a half pipe... Rad
Delyla got a talking purse, which she is kindly displaying here. You open it and it sings and there are adorable accessories that go inside like a plastic lipstick rattle, keys, a bracelet and a dollar bill. All very necessary items in the life of a 14 month old princess.
Here's the gang revelling in the Santa horde. The funniest thing was Delyla. After this picture, she noticed the plate of goodies that had been left for Santa on the fireplace. Well, she made a bee-line for the half eaten brownie Santa left. She grabbed it and started eating, not even considering that Santa probably has some heinous germs from traveling all over the world in 24 hours. Christmas was great though. Just us here at the house Christmas day. Jon miraculously had the day off and we ate and enjoyed family time. The day after Christmas, my parents came up from Surfside and we hung out and opened more presents. Then, the weekend after New Year's we went to Waco and had Christmas (and ham...) yet again with Jon's mom, and his 2 brothers BJ and Jason. Talk about present overload. We need another room to hold it all. A Christmas that we thought would be simple and sparce ended up being gigantic!
There was a fire ban at the park, but what's camping without smores right? These kids are all so good that they didn't even care that we didn't have the chocolate. They roasted marshmallows on the gas camp stove and didn't catch anything (except an occassional marshmallow) on fire. As Rachel Ray would say... yumm-o! Although Martha Stewart would have been mortified!!!
Well, here's the whole gang. We stopped to put the camera on a stump and get a group photo, and then another camper came by and offered to take a snap shot for us. You know, we've known Matt and Alison for going on 15 years now. They moved in next door to us in Denton, TX in 1995. We'd just gotten married and so had they. Paxton was on the way and we were all just niave college kids. We lived off spaghetti for atleast a year. They moved to Taos Canyon in NM shortly after Paxton was born and we visited them as often as we could. We eventually moved there too and for some reason decided to move back to TX. Not one of our most lucid moments... We'd love to go back - mostly to have our best friends show up and invite themselves for dinner, or to plant a giant garden and eat salad with Asian dressing for an entire summer and still not be sick of it! They're the best.
Here we are at the Gator farm prior to going to Abilene. Dalton is sitting on an alligator with Darion's assistance. Dalton was a little nervous, but Darion would have jumped right into the creak with all of the gators if they would let him. I keep telling him that Bindi Irwin is his soul-mate. You can imagine how well that goes over.
Here's the dare devil. He actually asked the guy that worked there in the red shirt behind him if he would get off the alligator and let him sit on it alone. Thank goodness the guy said no. How much is a mom supposed to handle in one day?
Well, that is it from the crazy Bohannon household. - for now
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