Most Outstanding!

The 7th Grade Cheer Season is over. Short? Yes. They had their little award ceremony and look what Kinsey came home with! No, they didn't all get one. There were two "Hurricane" Awards and ONE "Most Outstanding" -- We are so proud of this little bobblehead trophy.



Most girls make cheer and cannot wait to wear their uniforms. Not this girl. She did not love this uniform. She could not BELIEVE that they had to wear it to school on game day. What? (I asked her) the mock-neck bodysuit isn't comfortable?! Whatev.






While I'm bragging...the girls all had to make up a cheer for tryouts and they all liked Kinsey's so much that they used it at the games! You'll love this...

We are the Hurricanes
Watch us Spin.
Don't turn your back on us cuz we're gonna win!
Not just by a little,
We won't just squeeze by,
We're big, we're buff,
We're mean and tuff.
We're Highland Junior High!

I admit it, I helped her a little. I might have a recording of it but I don't know how to post it. She also made up a dance for half-time that they did at the championship game. It was cute even though they hadn't practiced it with the music and half of them had their timing off a little...but oh well, it's the 7th grade cheer team for pete's sake! Point is, Kinsey made up a dance and taught it to everyone! Woo hoo! I LOVE this girl.

Baby in the Closet

When Cassie was visiting, I put her in Addie's luxury suite. So, Addie got relegated to the porta-crib in my closet. Wouldn't you know it, the day after Cassie left (when Addie was back in her own bed) I walked in my closet to find this...Baby Lilly in her very own porta-crib. Book, paci, and toy dog - ready for bed. Oh, I will miss this when my babies grow up!





Do you like my Scary house closet? Yes, it really is as narrow as it looks. BARELY fits a porta-crib. Thank the heavens for that!

Cassie's having a Pink Baby!

My sister Cassie is being induced today! Woo hoo! Too bad she's in Utah... Well, of course I have to send something up for her. Something the baby will NEED. No not diapers, burp cloths, clothes, bottles, pacifiers...I'm talking about real, true NEED. Yep, the shiny stuff -- the good stuff.



Aren't they cute? They are so tiny, they look like little RINGS. This is my jewelry BOX. It bugs me that my little jewelry organizers aren't fitted into a big organizer complete with printed label, but they fit so well in this cardboard box that I haven't bothered with it. If any of you have a good idea for an organizer, PLEASE send it along.



Greg loves it when I get my jewelry stuff out. It takes up the whole kitchen table and if he's lucky, it's just for one day. I didn't take a picture, it was too big of a disaster. Next time!



I made this dragonfly necklace while I had my stuff out...isn't it cool? My MIL brought me the dragonfly from Hong Kong and I KNEW it wanted to be on a long pearl and crystal strand. It just took me awhile to get it there. It's kind of hard to see because I hung it on my lovely Valentine decoration. I know, you only WISH you could have a dragonfly necklace like mine!

China pictures I should have posted

China as in plates...not the country. I found these pictures on my "little" camera (I don't use it often) and big surprise, they are a bit fuzzy. Oh well. This is the dinner that I had with my in-laws in the scary house. Have I told you how much I LOVE to entertain in this house? I think it's the green linoleum that just sends me over the edge.

But, have them over I did.

The phone conversation went something like this "Hi Rebecca, Daryl is going to speak to your young men during church today so we thought we'd just attend all 3 classes with you." Great, I love having them visit...too bad I'm in primary. "Since we're there, we thought we'd just stick around for dinner, what time do you usually eat?" 5:00. "We are meeting with the Webb's at 4:00 so can we eat right after church instead" Sure.

I LOVE my mother-in-law. For many many MANY reasons, but right now because she will just call and invite herself over for dinner. So easy. No beating around the bush. Just the way I like it. I really would have invited them over myself if I would have thought about it -- just didn't enter my mind that they would want to eat at the scary house. "I" don't want to eat at the scary house. Again, the green linoleum. And the stairs in the middle of the kitchen. And the light fixtures. But hey, at least we were eating on my fine wedding China!

Posing

I'm sure I didn't teach him this. And I thought it was so strange when Nicole would post pictures of Zane doing it. Strange as in funny, not strange as in needs help... I was making Dax try on his pants because I was sure he had grown out of a few of them. When he had them on he just did this -- struck a pose. Weird, none of his sisters have EVER struck poses quite like THIS!



As usual, Addie had to get in on it. Post-bath hair, not a pretty sight.

Twins (practically)

They're actually cousins, but they see a LOT of each other. And although Joy and I live next to each other in the same house...there is only one bathtub in all of the 6 bathrooms. ONE. So they share. Don't think they look alike? Check this out.



Matching birthmarks! I'm pretty sure that things got mixed up in the pre-existence and they accidentally sent me the girl spirit and Joy the boy spirit. I was praying REALLY hard, so it must have been a mistake. And I'm okay with it...now that I have my Adders!

It's Fall! (at my house)

You should see the foliage around here. Sometimes we have the kids rake the leaves just because they're there -- the kids and the leaves, both doing nothing. I LOVE this land. Everytime I drive up to it I think man, this land is incredible! I'm not a photographer and I'm usually lucky if I can even find the camera but -- Greg took these.

On the other side of the property (Joy's side) we have Orange trees. Addie likes to climb them and believe me, she is a determined little gal.





I play volleyball on Wednesday mornings (sometimes) with a group of women at a church. When I bring Addie, she plays around on the stage. Last Wednesday as we were playing, one of the ladies runs over to the stage and says, Rebecca, your baby is on the ladder! Like I should panic. A) she is NOT a baby B) she climbs orange trees -- the little step ladder is not going to hurt her. Even if she falls (which she won't) it's not even as high as the trampoline. Are we a society that babies our children too much? Are we so afraid of them falling that we don't let them find out what they're capable of? When Addie was a little baby, she'd play close to the edge of the stage. She'd dangle her hands over, peek over the edge...sometimes she give me a start, but she REALLY gave the girls I play with a heart attack. I think I was born without the worry gene. Is that possible? Even when Kylee was a baby, other mom's would be dashing toward their children on the playground and I would just watch as she tottered to the top of the climbing ropes. Miracle my kids have survived.