It's 6's to Me

Okay, so I just got tagged and since it's an easy one, I'll do it now!
Here's the rules:

1. Go to my documents/pictures.

2. Go to my 6th file folder.
3. Go to my 6th picture.
4. Blog about it.
5. Tag 6 people to do the same.
This picture was taken at Zach's Kindergarten Halloween party. The witch is another mom, Katie Dennett (for those of you who know, she's Amy Knapp's little sister!) Strawberry Shortcake is Zachary's teacher, Sherrie Grigg. She's got her mouth full of sugar cookie, so it's not a great picture, but she is an amazing woman. She has overcome some real trials and come out a strong, caring person. She's the perfect Kindergarten teacher!

Okay, I tag...
1. Tylynn
2. Rebecca
3. Jamie
4. Rochelle
5. Keirra
6. Kirsty
Have fun ladies!

Show Me the Money!

I was browsing in a cute little souvenir shop on Port Aransas when I got a phone call from my hunny. I thought he was just calling cuz he missed me, but I was mistaken. He had news for me. WE GOT THE LOAN FOR THE HOUSE!!! I squealed and gushed to my mom and dad, "We got the house!" The girl and cute guy at the counter turned and smiled at me. I am so excited. Now I want to run up to the front door of the house and ask Steve (the current owner) if I can come in and look at "my" house!!!
I will blog more about this trip to Texas at a later time. I got some great pictures at the beach that I can't wait to share!

Anticipation

Every weekday, right around 3 o' clock, Mayzee jumps up into the front window. She sits patiently and watches up the street.
When they first come around that far corner, a small yip always escapes. Then her ears drop back, flat against her head. Her tail starts wagging. It wags so hard that her whole backside is in motion. By the time the kids make it to the street in front of our house, her whole body is shaking like she's having some sort of seizure and there is a constant stream of growls, yips, and whimpers.
Mayzee greets the kids at the front door, jumping and wiggling all over the place. She won't leave the kids alone until each one of them has said hello. No one can ever dispute that she loves "her" kids!

The First Field Trip

Last week, Zachary had his first field trip. He was so excited about it that he asked daily for the week before, "Is today the field trip?" I was lucky enough to be able to volunteer to go along.
I think he was more excited about the bus ride!
Zach and his buddy, Maison were inseparable.
The exhibit was about old modes of transportation. This was Zachary's favorite motorcycle. It's a Harley Davidson, but I can't remember the year.
They had an "Old West" section where the kids could play and check things out. Zachary really liked the model horse.
The Army truck was a big hit with all the boys. They wanted to climb up in the cab "try it out" but alas, that was against the rules.
All in all, it was a great field trip. I must admit, it was a bit frazzling to have to try to get 6 kids to stay together with all the excitement going on, but I am glad I was able to go along for the ride. Now Zach is ready for the next field trip. Am I?

It's Torture, I Tell Ya!

I think I have somehow offended the music teacher at the kids' school. How do I know this? Because she has sent a torture device to my home and required that my daughter uses it regularly. This new form of torture is called: The Recorder. It is evil. I think Satan himself has created this little woodwind instrument. Mrs. Arave has checked one out to each of the fourth graders and asks that they practice every night. It starts in the car on the way home from school and continues until bedtime. I swear, if I hear "Hot Cross Buns" or "Merrily We Roll Along" one more time, I may very well put an ice pick through my ear drums. Oh, I forgot my favorite, "The Trill." Samantha loves the sound the recorder makes when you put your finger on the hole and then take it off over and over again rapidly. It reminds her of the happy scenes in the old Disney movies. It just makes my spine stiffen up.
Right now, I have some peace. Thank heaven for Activity Days! I wonder if I can talk Samantha's Activity Days leader to have an activity every night until this unit in music is over...

Am I a Bad Mother?

It's funny. The entire time the kids are off at school, I miss them. I long for them to be with me. Then they get home. Then I wish school lasted for a few more hours! It's chaos the moment they walk through the door. They are all bickering with each other. "Tristan pushed me in a snow bank!" "Well, she pulled my hair!" Meanwhile, Zach looks like the Abominable Snowman and is tracking snow all over the house. Then it's "The Great Snack Debate." There is never what the kids want in the house. (Mostly because when I do buy treats and snacks, they will sneak into it at all hours and it will be gone within a day or two. -That's why I locked the pantry in Las Vegas!) So they push and shove around Mom's small kitchen until everybody is cross and nobody is satisfied. Then it's time for homework who nobody needs help with... that is, unless there is something I am trying to do, then they need me every 2 minutes! Ack! Calgon, take me away!!!

I'm Getting Dizzy

The house is ours again. I'm not nearly as excited this time as I was last time. Don't get me wrong, I am still thrilled to be getting the house. It's still a great house. I guess the excitement has just deflated a bit. This time, the other side's Realtor made sure he talked to BOTH of the parties who are selling the house. That should make the sale a little more permanent. *fingers crossed* Thanks to everybody who was praying and thinking good thoughts for us. You're the best!