Bedtime

Connor has a habit of watching TV before going to bed...a luxury of being a big brother and staying up late. Two nights ago, I found him laying in our bed with his Dad's sunglasses on and the remote laying on his face...just like his father. Connor and I both had a good laugh because he knew he was funny! Then last night, Doug told me to come quick just like I tell him when the kids have done something that I don't want him to miss out on. This is what I found...Grant sound asleep outside his big brother's door sound asleep on the wood floor. After taking a pic, I put him in bed and he didn't even know what happened. That is some good sleeping!

Home again, Home again...

Sunday morning we woke up, cleaned the beach house, and packed up after another Galveston trip. We started home about 9:30am and this is a pic of the twins ten minutes into the trip. They played as hard and fast as they could in 2 days. They wanted to come home so they could watch DVR shows and play with their toys once again. Just watch...tomorrow they will be asking to go play in the pool, aka the beach, once again. Here is to next year!

Annual Must Have Pics

I have my favorite must have pics at the beach. Here are the poses from this year's trip. The deck pics of the boys, my sister with her 8 week old, lil' Jax, and the family picture at Landry's. The three boys decided they wanted to do a silly pic too...I guess that comes with having three little munchkins!

Gone Fishin'

All Connor could talk about was wanting to go fishin' with his Daddy. Friday night the five of us went down to the beach and had fun catching bait fish (the boys don't know it, but they all died while we slept that night), then Saturday morning we caught more bait fish and did some serious fishin'. Connor started off catching two catfish, then Preston netted a dead fish from the beach in his net (he was soooo proud of himself), then after Grant threw a fit we let him fish (he caught one of Connor's dead fish that Doug hooked and put back in the water to make him think he really was a fisherman)...they were all so very proud of themselves!

Beach Time

Friday morning, we woke up and ate breakfast then ran for the beach. The boys had fun building sand castles and getting buried in the sand by Papa.

Galveston...here we come!

Well, we finally made it on the road at 6:30pm on Thursday after Doug got home from a full day of traveling from west Texas and now we are headed on our annual Galveston trip with my family. Connor was lucky enough to grab a ride with Honey and Papa so he didn't have to be sandwiched between the twins for a 5 hour trip. Preston and Grant were so excited at midnight when it came time to ride across the ferry to Bolivar's Pennisula to the beach house. Grant's emotions caught the best of him and he decided he wasn't going to be very photogenic...so he decided to show his best side and put his head in the floor board!

Batter Up

I thought I would post what we have been eating, breathing, and sleeping all summer long. Connor's Midlothian Blue All-Star Baseball team. I have learned that it was fun while it lasted, but it is sure nice now that it is over. Connor's t-ball team which is coached by his good friends dad, Mr. Martin, made it half-way through the regional level before losing. We were all so impressed by what they accomplished for only practicing together for about two weeks before tournament season started. The twins just kept asking whenever we would get in the car, "We going to baseball, now."... some of the time we were not, but most of the time the answer was "YES." As you can see in the pics, the twins were proud of their big brother too. The last pic of Connor is him with his medal after they won the district tournament undefeated! I almost lost my voice to yelling "Run Connor Run!"

I Have Arrived

I have finally finalized a blog after about a year of thinking about it. I guess I am just trying to keep up with my sister. Hopefully, I will be as diligent as her and my best friend when it comes to keeping up with posts.

Last night, the boys and I picked black-eyed peas out of the garden, and Grant thought it would be soooo fun to take the peas out of the pods. He sat for quite a while until about 5 peas later he decided playing outside was more exciting.