I Love Texting
When you think of texting you think of a teenager glued to their cell phone for hours typing at light speed all of the happenings of the day, hour, minute. I thought that it was odd. It was awkward to type using just the key pad. You have to type some letters 3 or more times to get one letter out. Why not just call the person and talk to them. Wouldn’t that be more effective?
Well, we got phones last year with the keyboard style pad. I didn’t think that we needed phones that did that. When would I use this keyboard pad?
Wow! A whole new world opened up for me. It started out small. Just a text here or there to my husband. I just started in a new position at work and I couldn’t have my cell phone out all day. He could send me a little message to call him or tell me what he was doing with out me having to actually talk to him. Then, a few of my friends have text, so I started texting them.
So, now I am a text addict. If I can text I do. When you have a full time job, a kid, a husband, dance, soccer, breakfast, lunch, dinner, a few dogs and a house you don’t always get time to sit on the phone. I can just say hi, check up on someone or text about Grey’s with out missing a beat.
My husband works a crazy schedule and he gets bummed when he can’t be home with us. I can text him where we are going and send him pictures of what Mallory and I are doing. He does the same for me if he is with Mallory and I am out or at work. That way he doesn’t feel so left out and he doesn’t miss much.
Of course, sometimes he doesn’t understand why I can’t just call somebody, he says that I am addicted. Whatever!
Back to School Fashion at Dillard’s
Mallory getting ready for the show.
This weekend Dillard’s had a Back to School Fashion Show at McCain Mall. Mallory and her friend Tori participated in the show. They got to pick out their own outfit and accessories from the children’s department at Dillard’s.
About 25 girls and boys from the age of 4 to 16 came to model for the show. They all did great and everyone had a great time. Our girls loved getting to try on outfits and picking out the accessories. It was like being princess for a day.
If you are interested in having you girl or boy do this they will do it again in spring for Easter. Here are some pictures of our day.
Tori and Mallory
That is her "why do you keep taking pictures of me" face.
Mallory and Tori on the runway.
They did a good job.
They went way to fast. All of these pictures are all within about 1 minute.
It’s All In The Kiss
Ok, I am sick. I have a terrible summer head cold. I am not the first one in my household to get sick. My husband brought home the terrible summer cold.
Well, I have had a really bad sinus headache. My nose has been doing that little stream of snot out of one nostril. You know that just drips no matter how many times you blow your nose or wipe it. Finally, my throat is sore and scratchy. So, I have been complaining about all of these things for 2 days now.
I have also been complaining about how my husband is the reason I have this terrible cold. My 7 year old has a solution to my problem.
Mallory: “You wouldn’t be sick if you didn’t kiss daddy on the lips.”
Mommy: “Really, well, I love daddy. That is how I show him I love him.”
Mallory: “Well, you don’t have to kiss him on the lips. You can kiss his cheek and then TELL him, I love you.”
Tags: mallory, The Husband
Fantasy Football
Billy and I at the Razorback game
My husband is a football freak. He loves football. He played football in high school, he played football in the yard, he watches football and he is all about football. If he was young enough he would be playing on a league somewhere.
I was raised by a football coach. My stepfather, Joe, was a football coach for Kimball High School in Dallas, Texas. I grew up watching football. I was also taught everything about football from Joe. Being from Texas, I am a Dallas Cowboy fan. I was raised in the Landry Era. When the Cowboys were at their best. At my house growing up, Monday night football was like a holiday. We had cookouts, fish fry’s and neighborhood parties most Monday nights in the fall.
The last 2 years my husband has played fantasy football. In case you don’t know what that is, it is a place where you can sign up and you create your own football team. You choose players from all of the current football leagues. You chose them to make your own team. Each week your team is paired up against another team in your league. While the real guys are playing for real, they get points for your fantasy team based on their performance. Since my husband, Billy, works most Sunday’s it was my job to watch his scores for him. I would update him through out the day as to how his team was coming along against the other guys team.
Well, I kinda of into it. I started watching the games, especially Dallas, and keeping up with his players. When it came time for the play-offs ESPN, who hosts this fantasy football thing, hosted a play-off fantasy football. I got a team of my own. Billy got a team of his own. We competed against each other.
Over 400,000 people in the nation signed up for the play-off fantasy football. We got to pick our own players each week of the play-offs. Billy picked his players based on their stats and performance through the whole season.
Since I had just started experimenting with all of this, I was just doing it for fun. Yet, I had a devised my own method of choosing my players. I chose my players based on their picture. If they looked like a serial killer, I did not chose them. If they looked happy and cute, I chose them.
Out of 400,000 people Billy finished about 167th. I thought that was great. I asked him where I finished. He had a funny look on his face and just started to laugh. I asked what was so funny. I couldn’t have done that bad. I had beat his team most weeks. He was laughing because I beat him, I beat him bad! I was 67th out of 400,000!!
So, I am going for the whole year this time. I have my own fantasy football team. Billy and I are in a league together. My team is Scoobys Mystery Machine. I got to design my own helmet and everything. I am excited and can’t wait for the season to start! Good luck to all of you football fans out there. It is going to be a great season!!
Tags: Football, The Husband
Wordless Wednesday
First Day of Kindergarten, 2008
First Day of First Grade, 2009
Tags: mallory, School, Wordless Wednesday
Seperation Anxiety Part 3
Mallory was invited to go to Silver Dollar City with Moody Mom and her family last weekend. They were leaving on a Thursday and my husband and I both had to work Friday. So, Mallory was going by herself.
I told her that we weren’t going just her and them. I was worried from the last few sleepovers and us having to come and get her in the middle of the night how she would do in another state. Moody Mom was worried as well. She had read my last few blogs. She has spent the night with them countless times in the last 4 years. I thought she would be ok. We have even all gone out of town together sharing a camper and all.
The first night I was really worried. I have told Mallory that no matter where she is or what time it is I would ALWAYS come get her. So, I was wondering if I was going to be making a midnight trip to Branson. I wanted to call, but I wasn’t sure if it would make her miss us.
I met my husband for a late dinner at work then I followed him home. We stopped to get gas and I told him I really wanted to call and check on her. He wasn’t sure either. So we decided not to call. About 10 minutes later, he said, “Yeah, call and check on her”.
It was 9:30 or so by then. So, I called. Brad didn’t answer his phone. I was so worried. I knew she was in good hands, but I just couldn’t stand it if she was missing us and was upset.
The next morning I called as soon as I thought they would be up. They finally called me back about 9:30. Moody Mom said she did good. She couldn’t get comfortable and kept moving around. Finally Brad laid down with her and she fell asleep. So, far so good. She had a great time at Silver Dollar City. I missed her like crazy!
They ended up coming home a day early because of Moody Mom’s bum knee. Which was fine with me. I couldn’t stand another night with out my girl. Hopefully, her anxiety is getting better. This Friday night she slept over at her friend Bridgette’s house. She said she missed us, but she did great sleeping over. So, we will see.
Wordless Wednesday
Rainy Days & Monday’s
It was raining last Monday and Mal had a purse that needed decorating.
She had a kit that came with iron-on images, silver stars and glitter glue.
I did the ironing part and she glued on the stars.
Here is the finished product! A new purse for Mallory, made by Mallory!
Tags: mallory, Wordless Wednesday
I Have A Savvy Kid
Last month I sent a picture of Mallory into Savvy Kids magazine for their Cover Kids Photo Contest. I did not hear anything from them so I figured we didn’t win.
Well, we didn’t win, but when I picked up this months issue I went right to the article to see the photos of the kids that won and their honorable mentions. In the middle of page 30 was the picture I posted. The editor said they posted the judges top 50 favorite photos. My photo was one of them!!
I got the last copy at my Kroger. I got copies for the whole family and I am sending some to my out of state family to brag on my beautiful baby! Here is the picture that I sent in:
See this picture in Savvy Kids magazine, page 30.
Tags: mallory, Savvy Kids
Separation Anxiety Part 2
I blogged a few months ago about my daughter and our experience at our new church. How she got to the door and decided she was not going in there and pitching a fit and a stand off not to be left in Sunday School.
Well, she has been taking dance at the same since school for 4 years now. They are having a clinic this week to try out for the company team. I have been talking this up to her for a few weeks and she was so excited to start. She loves dance. Every summer she asks me why aren’t we going to dance.
Monday, I get her up there for the first night. There are about 80 people in the small dance studio. She comments about how many people are in there. I told her it was fine and we better get in and get her signed up.
All is well until it is time to go into the class. Everyone was in the same class to listen to Mrs. Karen. Mallory freaked! She would not go into the room. Everyone went to their rooms to dance and it was back down to a normal amount of people. Ok, time to go to class.
She started crying saying she didn’t know anybody and she was not used to going to dance. Whatever! Go to class. She refused! I asked Mrs. Karen if I could sit with her in class for a minute. She said for just a minute, because none of the other mothers could go in. So I sat with her for a few minutes. She needed to blow her nose. I went to get her some Kleenex. I came back and told her I would sit outside the door until she got done.
She stayed in the room. She did not tap, but she sat in there. Off to jazz. She got a little teary eyed and I told her again I would sit outside the door.
She came out of jazz laughing and looking for her bag. I said, “you had fun dancing didn’t you?”. “you saw me?”, she said. I told her no, but I heard them laughing.
After that she was fine. She is right back in the swing of things.
During all of her drama, I got away to talk to some of the other mothers. They were very supportive and told me that this was a great group of kids and she would be fine. She already made a new friend.
So, I guess she is not over her separation anxiety quite yet. That’s ok, that means she still needs me.
Destiny knocked on Amy Thompson’s door in 2002 when little Mallory was placed in her arms. In 2003, Mallory’s adoption was finalized, thus allowing Amy and her husband to embark on a blessed journey into parenthood.