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Hmmm...Too much Hannah Montana?

Ok...we do not watch Hannah Montana at our house. Really. She's on the occasional commercial and featured on several items in the stores now so Bailey is vaguely aware of who she is. Bailey knows that she's "cool" and "pretty".

Today Bailey wanted to look like a big girl. She wanted to roll her pants up to look like capris and wear her new sandals. I couldn't blame her cause they are really cute sandals. I agreed and helped her with her pants. This is what followed...

Brennan: "Bailey! You look really good...like...a mom or something. Like a big highschool girl....you look like..."

Bailey: "Hannah Montana?"

Brennan: rolls his eyes and walks away. (smart boy)

The words of Bailey Marie...

Today during lunch...we're munching contentedly on tater tots when Bailey says..

"Mom, when I grow up to be a rock and roll star, do you want to be in my band?"

Mom: "Absolutely Bailey!"

Bailey: "Ok. You can play the fork and cup. It's good for making music because it's different and you can use the cup for a drink if you get thirsty."

Mom: "I'll look forward to that, Bailey dear. Eat your tater tots."

Why I DO NOT take out the trash...

In our home, Marc and I have struck a deal. I do not take out the trash and he is never asked to clean toilets. In the area of helping with house work, Marc is a true gem. But I have solemnly promised to never ask him to clean toilets. He would refuse anyway, so why bother? This seemed like a reasonable deal. However, sometimes my busy gem-of-a-husband "forgets" to take out the trash. So...Friday I decided to help out, go above and beyond and take out the trash. There was 4 inches of snow on the ground and Brennan and Bailey were enjoying themselves immensly throwing snowballs. I headed out of the house with two heavy bags of trash. Marc's leave-a-lot-to-be-desired trash system is a few barrels with a huge piece of plywood on top. This plywood is extremly heavy when wet...heavier still with snow on top...heavier still with huge fallen tree limbs precariously balanced on the roof of the pump house and hanging down onto the plywood. I carefully labored to lift the plywood and heaved in one bag of trash (I'm panting now)...all the while being pelted with snowballs by Brennan Jake (very funny Brennan). I lifted the second bag of trash and then....the giant limbs fell onto the plywood, knocking snow and the huge piece of plywood onto me. I fell onto the second bag of trash with the limb, snow and plywood on top of me. The dog started licking me, a Fruit Loops box fell out of the barrel and onto my chest, dumping the wonderfully sticky and fragrant powder from the bottom of the box down onto my neck and chest. The dog started licking me and Brennan capitalized on his opportunity to hit me in the head with snowballs, while laughing devilishly (really Brennan...you should stop now!). It was WONDERFUL. I had coffee grounds on my elbow, I was sticky and smelled like fruit loops and dog slobber and there was snow between my face and glasses, so I couldn't see. Fabulous.

And this is why I DO NOT take out the trash....EVER.

Merry Christmas!

Each year we drive to Coburg (near Eugene) and buy poinsettias from a local nursery. They have so many varieties, like none you will see in any store. They are healthy, huge and cheap! We also stopped in Harrisburg on our way home and bought our Christmas tree. The kids had a great time. Here are a couple of cute pictures. Merry Christmas!

Oh...by the way...the name of the nursery is Johnson Brothers Greenhouses.

The Best of Summer 08

Kindergarden Graduation

Bain's first bite

Motorcycle rides!

Mmmm...hanging out at T-ball games

Brennan's First Day of First Grade...

Brennan began the First Grade yesterday. He was SOOOOO excited, he physically could not be still. I caught him dancing and making mouth noises and faces in the mirror for lack of anything else to do with his energy. (no, I did not get a picture...was busy with Bailey and Bain) He had a hard time waiting until time to go...even though we left the house at 7:40. :) I wonder how long that will last...kinda doubt he'll be chomping at the bit when he's 16. :) I'm sure I'll be dragging him out of bed.

Bailey, of course, couldn't miss out on the action and picture taking, so she is wearing some of HER new clothes and having a great time along with Brennan. She even saved him the LAST cookie. She kept track of it all day and gave it to him when we picked him up. She only ate one bite. :)

Bain doesn't know what all the commotion is about, but he was excited too!