I love the fall. . .

Isn't her dress precious? Staci made it and the bow for her and I LOVED it! She got a lot of use out of both of them. She ended up with three different Halloween outfits, I decided I really like themed clothes for the holidays. Something you really can't do to much with a boy. Oh the joys of having a little girl!!

Lovin' my Bubba!
Walk baby, walk. . .
Brooklyn is still not really walking. She is taking more steps everyday but I wouldn't say she is walking. She does really well if she is holding on to us and loves to walk with Weston. I think she doesn't really care if she walks or not. It's been a source of hurt mommy feelings when the subject comes up at a certain Mom's group I'm in. Only because they wanted to put her in the creepers class with babies who are MUCH younger than her. Logically I get it but it still didn't really make sense to me, so maybe I don't get it. I had to pull out my "I have a degree in early childhood card and I work as a nursery coordinator at our church" to get my point across that she needs to be in a class with children her own age so she will be around other children her age and want to walk. It ended up with an exasperated me saying "Her brain is fine! She just doesn't want to walk!" That was about a month ago. So naturally it came up again on Friday. I chose to just nod my head and thank them for their thoughts. Most of the time when it comes up lately I go into "well I walked late, my nephew was 17 months, her brother was 15 months. She didn't really stand a chance to walk by 12 months" I want to follow up with, and why do you care?
The comments some people make are really comical when you think about it. I had one lady ask me how my son has brown eyes and my daughter blue. I am trying to think of something really clever to say and Weston busts out with "Mommy and Weston have brown eyes and Brookie and Daddy have blue eyes!" DNA is kinda weird like that. . .


Here's a story of a lovely lady. . . .

More themed clothes

Ryder, Hunter, Weston and Brooklyn. Hayden wasn't really feeling in the mood for pictures this day. We'll have to try again this weekend. Getting a picture of all five is pretty difficult I think we are going to let the professionals have a go at it.

yIKEs, we don't like IKE

We made it through our first Hurricane to officially hit Houston since we have lived here. We "hunkered down", froze water bottles, bought ice, and wondered what the heck we should do to be prepared for a hurricane the size of Texas coming right at us. The damage in the Houston area has been truly devastating but in our area we got the very least of this bad storm. We stayed and at our house and suffered no damage what so ever. But, the next time they say a hurricane is coming we are SO out of here! We kept power, satellite, and water and almost felt guilty when people asked how long we did without. For whatever reason our section of the neighborhood all stayed in power. These are just a few pictures around our house, nothing to terrible at all.

Here we are "hunkered down" I called my Dad to see what hunkered down meant and neither one of us really came up with a good definition. But this is as close as we could figure out. We all slept in our closet. Or actually Weston slept in our closet because he was the only one who could actually sleep through a hurricane. I will be fine if I never here the words "hunker down" again. The news, the radio, random people all kept saying it over and over and over again. It's kind of a joke around our house now.

Even in the closet when all four of us where in there we could hear the wind howling through the house. Very creepy and I will admit pretty scary. Weston thought it was so much fun to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's closet. So much fun in fact that he prayed for another hurricane so he could sleep our closet again. Maybe we should just do a family closet camp out night instead of hunkering down for a massive hurricane in the future. (I'm seeing how many times I can use the made up word "hunker down" in one post. I don't see many other opportunities to use it)

We did all lay down at one point but Brooklyn was ticked that we were all staring at her in the pack n play, Weston slept but managed to turn upside down and sideways and steam roll across me and Jeremy. We put Brooklyn on the floor and she thought it was play time, Sophie was going nuts because that's what our crazy dog does and Jeremy and I wanted play by play of where Ike was headed. All in all not a bad night considering how well we made it through the storm.

Our summer in pictures

Fishin'

In our neighborhood there are several "lakes" that you can fish in. Mom, Dad, and I took Weston one night when Jeremy was out of town and he thought it was okay. Now he loves it! We didn't have any bait laying around so Dad said we could just use corn. I feel like a girl should be able to bait her own hook and I can definitely do it if we use corn! All I had was Mexi Corn but the fish must have loved it because we caught five! You can also throw the corn in the water and watch huge minnows attack it. Actually Dado, Nana, and Weston caught five, I caught zero because for some reason I don't have the fisherman knack. I think what scared Weston at first was that he thought the fish were going to bite him. He would look at the water and say I don't want that fish to bite me! Once he figured out they bite the hook and not people he felt a little better about it. Now he talks about fishing all the time and how he is going to eat a big catfish but only the tail and the head. Don't know where that came from!