Checkers at Grandma's

One would think that since Rich is so good at Chess he would naturally be good at checkers.

 Right?

 Well, maybe there were some distractions and maybe his ugly movember moustache got in the way, but what can I say??  "I AM THE MASTER AT CHECKERS!!"

 Not really, I only played him once and I won, so I stopped there lest I be humiliated in the next game. 

Thanks again Grandma and Grandpa for the fun house with all the fun toys (like floor size, giant checkers)!

Celebration

When I typed the title of this post I sang it... cellll e bration... like that old song that they used to play when I was in middle school and learning to line dance... anyway, Rich and I were fortunate enough yesterday to watch the 49er game and then celebrate with a fabulous ice cream cake for both of our birthdays. 

 Rich used his new birthday present (smart phone!! welcome back to the real world) to video tape us singing happy birthday. It was quite entertaining because he uploaded it right to facebook and man, it is bad. 

 This picture below I am laughing so hard because we counted 1... 2... and before we could say 3, both girls had already blown out our candles. Such a classic move by little kids. 

 Cara couldn't stop laughing because she thought it was sooo funny that she blew out the candles. Then we couldn't stop laughing because she thought it was so funny. 

Room Update

I have since changed and updated the girls room a little bit. Cara was sad she didn't have picture frames on her side of the wall so we had to paint more frames, print out our new family pictures and get everything hung up.

 Ryann is chomping at the bit to fill up the frames... I told her to wait just a couple days because I know once she has that tape things will go crazy. 

 Cara helped me hang the frames... hammer and all. 

Butts and Snowmen

First picture... Ryann told me she learned how to draw "butts" the rest of the person is so hastily done it was like an afterthought. She thought she was hysterical for drawing these. 

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that we bring home a book from the library almost every week about "chicken butt" or "the Tushy book"

Here is my silly Cara Kay. She loves to eat sugar packets. Seriously though I used to eat these all the time at restaurants. I would try to hide the empty packet under my plate, but when the server came to get the plate I would always get caught.  Now Cara just dumps the packet out and says, "look, it is a snowman!" Then everyone laughs and she proceeds to lick up the sugar. Ugh gross. 

But I guess I deserve it. Sorry mom and dad.