Easter 2011

Zoey is ONE!!

Zoey is one year old! I can hardly believe it. She is walking all over the place, getting into everything and how can she already know what she wants and scream to get it!?! She is so little (only 18 pounds), but that doesn't stop her from getting around. She will only eat if she can feed herself (and she likes to get messy). She sleeps great most of the time, and cries herself back to sleep if she wakes up. She makes the cutest crinkle face at everybody all the time. She has quite the high pitched scream-that is her way of saying she doesn't like something, usually Max bugging her. She is still clingy, but getting better at going to other people. I don't get much done in the day because she won't leave my side. She LOVES socks, and when I'm folding laundry that's what she goes for. She carries it around and tries to put it on like a hat. She will mimic everything I do (like hold the phone up to her ear, swipe a credit card, stir a pot, clap). And she still loves Wolfie. All dogs actually. She is careful around stairs, because she knows she will fall...it's happened once or twice. Lukas can really make her laugh and is so cute to play with her. Max tries, but a little too hard because he always ends up hurting her and making her cry. She gets into all my cupboards and takes things out of them, but it sure helps when I'm making dinner and need her occupied. She doesn't sit still when I try to comb her hair and she hates it when I try, so usually she looks like a ragamuffin. But a cute one. She loves play grounds and especially swings and slides. We have so much fun with her every day. She brightens my life and am so thankful to have her!!! Happy ONE year Zoey!

April Fools

Pat had to work April 1st, and I'm not really a big joker. He needed to pick up something at his office, but he was at the hospital, so he had me do it. While me and the kids were in the car, I kept telling the kids about April Fools and how today is the only day we can play tricks on each other. Well, Max kept putting his arm in his sleeve and saying, "Look Mom, I broke my arm...April Fools!" I suddenly got an idea. We got home and set our plan into motion. I sent Pat a text saying I was on my way to InstaCare because Max fell off the neighbors playground and broke his arm. I knew he couldn't call me, so I continued to send texts to him about what was happening and what the Dr. said. When Pat got home, I was holding Max (who had a ace bandage wrapped around his arm along with a sling we borrowed from Windy after MUCH bribing, I might add). He was kind of giggling, so Pat didn't know what to think. But I told him to unwrap his arm to see how bruised it was. As he unwrapped it, this is what he found...And he totally fell for it!!!!!!! Man I'm good! :)