I really am embarrassed at my lack of ability to keep my blog updated. It doesn't help that sometimes my computer wants to be finicky and not upload pictures. So, this update includes events from last year - since they are finally on my computer!!
For Christmas, Santa Mouse brought me 2 tickets to the Houston Ballet Nutcracker. I decided it would be fun for mother and daughter to go, since I remember going as a little girl with my Daddy. Really, I contemplated sending Aaron, thinking it would be a fun memory for him to share with his daughter, but in the end I was too selfish. Plus, Aaron doesn't really love the ballet, and I do.
Despite my best efforts to get Brooklyn to rest on December 26th, knowing the ballet would make for a late night, she refused to listen to me. (Imagine that, a child not listening to their parent). By evening time, she was exhausted, and irrational. There was a lot of drama, tears, and pouting, but in the end I finally got Brooklyn dressed to go to the ballet and I think a small smile out of her for the picture. This was definitely NOT how I had envisioned our night starting out.

We stopped at McDonald's on the way downtown for a happy meal. Getting a My Little Pony toy seemed to turn the night into a better direction. By the time we made it downtown, searched everywhere for free parking, I decided I'd rather pay $5 and be done with it. (Should have done that first). We made it to our seats, and I think Brooklyn had a pretty good time. She did tell me a few times, "I don't know what is going on." I think it was a little tricky for her that there wasn't any dialogue. (We did read the story before we left). At intermission we went out and Brooklyn picked out her very own Nutcracker. After the second act, we went to the Blue Room to meet the cast. My friend, Sara Webb, is a principal dancer for the Ballet, and she performed that night.

After meeting the other dancers, and taking pictures, and getting autographs, we were able to go on stage. Brooklyn loved being able to see all the props on stage and twirl like a ballerina. This was definitely the highlight of her night.

Fast forward a few months. On March 12th, we headed to the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo to see Brad Paisley. Aaron had gotten 4 tickets from work, so we decided to take the kids with us as well. We were a little late, so we didn't get to see all the cattle roping, but did see our fair share of bronco riding and bull riding. Russell and Brooklyn loved it. Russell still tells me, "I a buckin' bronco."


I loved the concert. Who wouldn't love Brad Paisley live?!? That would be Russell. He hated the loud noise. I should have known better, and come prepared (saw a friend of mine took ear plugs for her kids - well noted for next year). Aaron got the blessed task of wandering around the arena with a grumpy boy, while I sat and stared at Brad. Brooklyn seemed to be okay with it, but I think was a little bored as well - they have NO idea who Brad is and I don't think she loved the noise either.




I still am not sure how I was convinced that running 6.2 miles in a Texas torrential downpour would be a good idea (4-18). I think it started by Charity saying something like, "We will just drive out there to see what the weather is like. We need to get our packets anyway, but if it's lightning and thundering we won't run." Sounded like a logical plan, so I agreed. Somewhere in there she must have slipped in some incoherent code that said something more like, "no matter what we will be running. There is nothing better than running while being soaking wet." I think I will listen closer next time.
However, since my hearing was a little off, I did run in the rain. Actually, it was kind of fun. Although, I am sure unlimited Blue Bell ice cream tastes a lot better when one is not wet and cold. For whatever reason, it seems Charity and I are cursed to have rain at any race we run. Here is crossing my fingers that my first sprint triathlon actually ends up being rain free!!

A few days later Russell turned 4. For his actual birthday, things were pretty low-key. Grandma and Grandpa came for dinner, cake and ice cream. Grandpa and Grandma brought pizza with them, which made my night A LOT easier!! Not to mention, the kids actually ate without putting up a fight. Russell (with some prodding from Brooklyn) chose to have a Diego party, which was probably good, since otherwise he would have most likely chosen Cars AGAIN!! We opened presents, and we must have done okay because not only did he love the gifts, Brooklyn does too. I'm sure we will have a few more arguments because of it :)

That weekend we had a birthday party for Russell. He had a great time, and I think friends did too. It was nice to keep it small because it wasn't too overwhelming for anyone (especially mom). They decorated binoculars, and then went on an animal hunt. They also played a listening animal bingo game. Other games included Dora, Dora, Diego (duck, duck, goose) and Diego Says. We did cake and ice-cream and opened gifts. Russell was spoiled again and has been having lots of fun with all his new toys.
May 5th Brooklyn had field day at school. The days leading up to field day had been full of swine-flu pandemic news, and Brooklyn and I kept our fingers crossed that no cases would show up at her school - I because I didn't want to deal with the sickness, Brooklyn because she didn't want field day cancelled.
We both got our way!! I had asked Brooklyn earlier if she wanted me to volunteer for field day, or come and watch her. She really wanted me to volunteer, so I did. However, I really did miss not being able to watch her at the various stations they had set up for the kids. Grandma and Grandpa were there to help cheer her on, take pictures and take care of Whitney, so Brooklyn was definitely loved, but I did miss her.

I had to include these pictures, if for no other reason than to prove my children really are MINE!! I had put the kids to bed and Russell was begging for another story. I am pretty sure it was a night when I had had the kids all day and I was tired. I told him I would read to him again in the morning. Later that night I went in to check on the kids and this is how I found them. Russell's picture cracks me up.

On May 8th, Brooklyn had a Mother's Day Tea to celebrate Mothers. It was a nice presentation, where the kids sang a few songs and then we went back to their classroom. I would post pictures of Brooklyn singing, but she avoided my camera like the plague. It is actually amazing that there is any photo to commemorate this occasion at all. I am pretty sure bribery was involved. Grandma also came, and we did get a picture of them as well, but to spare Brooklyn the embarrassment of her expression, I did not post it. She is a silly girl!!
When we got to the classroom, the students had set up the table with fruit kabobs,decorated plastic cups, painted flower pots and picture frames. Brooklyn also had picture and story she had worked on for me. She had done a very good job. I sure am proud of my girl!!
About a week later, on May 14th, Russell had preschool graduation. Kind of funny, since he still has another year of preschool before he goes to kindergarten. That is probably a really good thing - maybe next year he won't be quite so silly. Though, it does make for memorable pictures - and is very representative of his funny personality.
Grandma, Grandpa and Russell