A WOT!

After talking to my friend G.Money today I realized I need to blog even when I am not "creating." I haven't had much time to scrap, or do anything for that matter, in a while because we have been up to our eyes in baseball. I'm not complaining, but uh hem....I need a lil *me* time. So anywhoooo....I thought I'd share a few pic's of our fun times this past week of swimming, playing, and well.....you guessed it....baseball*ing. The first pic is of Coleby playing in a baseball tournament on his *Club* team. They are called the "Carlsbad Stingers." (Like 7 yr old kids need to be on *club* teams...but those of you who know my husband know it's just a family thang). I know I know, nice chain-link fence in the photo. On the last day of the 3-day tournament a parent approached me and said, "Hey the best spot for picture taking is up there on that utility box..." Oh well, I didn't get pic's of our team without the fence but I got some pic's for my friends of their kids!! :(

My brother got engaged recently. Here is a pic of him and his new fiancee Laura at their engagement party this past weekend. I am so proud of my brother. He is 12 years younger than me.....the SAME span of years between my oldest and middle child...weird huh? He is currently in Seminary school after graduating from Westmont in Santa Barbara. He is the tool God used to bring our family to Christ.....when he was just 2 years old. That testimony will be told someday on here I am sure.

We did a TON of swimming this weekend! I LOVE Carlsbad I tell ya. Warm weather, and it's my kinda place....where EVERYONE knows your name. Seriously, everywhere we go we run into someone we know. I just LOVE it!!

Oh, and there's NOTHIN' like having smores made while roasting marshmellows over a sandpit BBQ! Talk about living in Carlsbad!!

Giggle for the day:

Aspen pours a huge bowl of Cocoa Puffs and Daddy asks,"How many bowls of that cereal are you going to eat today."

She grins and answers, " A WOT!" We almost peed!!

Coin Envelope Swap - Sneak Peek!

Elena is hosting a "coin envelope swap" through our Pink Pineapple Scrapbook Club. I think there are about 21 people participating in the swap. The challenge is to decorate a coin envelope and fill the inside with little treasures, one for each person. When we come together we will exchange envelopes and leave with 21 unique coin envelopes. So excited! I have NEVER done a swap of this type before. Here is a little sneak at some of the products I will be using to decorate the outside.

Giggle of the day: I am talking to my husband in the car using my bluetooth (which is transmitted through the car stereo). When I hang up my little 3 year old girl asks "Who was that?" I say, "Daddy." She says, "Our Daddy?" It was sooo cute, and made me giggle!!

And They Call Him Cookie....

I arrived home last Thursday night from a fun-filled evening with the Pink Pineapple Scrapbook Club, to be greeted by my beautiful children. They are sooo excited (and up at 10pm which is TOTALLY unacceptable on a school night). They are jumping up and down shouting something about a new dog. A new dog! WHAT! No way, no how....not without asking ME first (even though I don't take care of our current dog....that's a man's job!). So, I'm a little huffy, but cracking a wee bit of a smile and looking over at my husband with darting eyes. He says, "no no, we found this dog just loitering around our front yard with no tags....we looked for the owner to no avail so we brought him inside" (now.... those of you that know my husband, know he DOES NOT talk that way....but it makes for an interesting story.) So the kids say, "Yeah, his name is Cookie!" GREAT!! They already NAMED the dog. sigh. The kids say, "he lives right across the street." My husband explains, "no the dog does not live across the street." In fact, he asked a few neighbors, none of which have EVER seen this dog before. sigh. ok. ok. So we will deal with it in the morning. That night, I'm working late and hear some scuffling in the garage. I go out and peek, and there is "Cookie" and my dog "Tinker" just running around free in the garage! humpf. What is going on? There are TWO kennels in the garage, both of which are made for BIG dogs, and these two little Pomeranians can certainly fit in the kennels. hmmm.... So I start to wonder what is really going on. The next morning my husband is off and running before I get up. I go about my day, "dealing" with "Cookie" the untrained, and I mean "UN-house trained" dog. sigh. Turns out "Cookie" is a BOY! My little pom is a girl, not spade because we had still been throwing around the idea of breeding her. Anyhoooo....that night Coleby has a baseball game so we don't really search for "Cookie's" parents. Saturday (day 3) I start to get a little miffed AGAIN. I am starting to think my husband has dooped me, and found someone with a dog to breed with our little Tink. I immediately call him, accusatory of course. He says, "no no no, truly we FOUND him. Tinker's not "due" or "on" or whatever term he used. So, still a little unsure, I go about making posters...FOUND DOG POSTERS! The kids went out and taped them up. Later that day we have yet ANOTHER baseball game to go to. We get home a little late, like around 9pm, and there is this cute little message from a Mexican lady...."i tink you u found my dog" and leaves her number. EXCITEMENT runs through my veins!! I immediately call her back....even though I would NEVER call anyone this late.... normally. No answer. sigh. Spanish message. double sigh, cuz I have NO IDEA what the message said. Well, I left a message anyway. About an hour later, this cute little Mexican voice was speaking quickly on the other end of the phone. "i tink you found my dog." My husband is paranoid, waving his hands....mouthing "DO NOT GIVE THEM INFORMATION....make them tell YOU about the dog." Turns out they live in Oceanside! hellloooo... we live in Carlsbad, ok ok....so Oceanside is a stones throw....but heck, they live on the OTHER side of the barricade.....not in our neighborhood. hmmm....suspicious.....maybe they just found the sign and want a dog? So...I start asking her a bunch of questions, "why doesn't the dog have a collar?" "When did you notice him missing?" etc.....because I put a PICTURE of him on the flyer, which my husband said is a "no-no".....how would I know???? I've never found a dog before!! Then all of a sudden.......the little Mexican lady says........"His name is COOKIE!" WHAT??? "Cookie, you say???" How the HECK did my kids know this dog's name? .....this dog FROM OCEANSIDE! Apparently, their son walks the dog in our neighborhood......so much for not talking to strangers!

Side note: No animals were hurt in the making of this post and "Cookie" is safely at home with his family.