December eve...

Thanksgiving flew by faster than it has ever flown before.  It seems like last weekend, we were celebrating Emileigh's birthday and now it seems I overslept and missed Black Friday all together. 

This year, my family got together in Bristow at my Uncle Curtis' house.  It was a small gathering, it seems to get smaller every year, but a good time was had by all.  More than once I heard, "why do we only eat this meal once a year?!!"  We had a lot left over, but it was so yummy.

Kevin worked Friday- So Butch, me, and the tots hung around all day and watched football.  I enjoyed living in my sweat pants and doing nothing.  Saturday Kevin was home and we pretty much continued from the day before :)  As crazy as life is, I am learning to enjy those days where you ahve absolutely nothing planned.  They are nice.

I put our Christmas tree up the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, because I knew we would be uber busy and I wouldnt get around to it.  I am SOOO glad I did.  Sunday, we went to Slick to put up Grandma's tree, she always says every year that she isn't going to put one up.  This year, I found out why.  Not only does she have the heaviest tree known to man, but also 17 million ornaments.  WAY TOO MUCH WORK.

We got it up, though. 

Emileigh has decided that she thinks everything is hers and will say as loudly as possible, "miiiiiine!!"  This was cute for about 2 times, now I am going crazy hearing it.  She will see something across the room and on her way over to it, scream the entire way.  Blayne just picks up the toy he wants and chooses to hide.  Poor kid.

Emileigh has also decided that she would give walking a try, finally.  I guess she liked it, because she is toddling around the house like she is looking for something, talking baby chinese the entire time. Either that or she is cussing me in 1 year old, which is probably what she is doing.

Crap Shows

I have been attending craft shows with my grandma since I was born.  I can remember when I was young, I hated to be drug to them.  Quilt shows?  the worst  Grandma likes to remind me that I used to refer to them as "crap shows" when I was young. 

Apparently, I outgrew that.  I love, love, LOVE them.  We really do not go enough.   My favorite are the shows in Arkansas the third weekend in October.  War Eagle, Hillbilly Corner, etc. 

Yesterday, we attended An Affair of the Heart in Tulsa.  This show is held at the Quick Trip center two times a year, once in Spring and another in Fall. 

I found some SUPER cute outfits for Em-J.  I am telling you, if I am ever lucky enough to win the lottery, a HUGE chunk will be spent at this show.

I really, really, need to charge my camera and stop using my Iphone... the quality is so much better.  But- you get the idea.

The show is still open today- go spend some cash!

we DID it

we made it- we moved.  I forget how exhausting it is.  Most of our things are still packed away in half-emptied boxes strewen about, but oh well... we are here. I love being able to run to the grocery store and be back in 7 minutes. 

We are getting used to the stairs, lol.  We have 15.  I made sure to count them the fifth time I had to climb them.  Blayne fell down them yesterday after climbing the baby gate that was secured to the top of the stairs.  Emileigh will go up the stairs, but then make a little "uhh uhhh" sound until someone comes to her rescue.

Most of their toys are upstairs in their rooms, so I spend a lot of time up here while they play.  Blayne refuses to be up here alone.  We will work on that...

Oh- speaking of Blayne.  He has slept in his own bed all night long the last two nights.  This is a MAJOR accomplishment considering he would come and get in our bed by midnight at the latest at the old house.  He likes Blaynes new room...