Port A 2011

Port Aransas. Our favorite family island.

Well...definately some of our favorite memories

we are hoping our love bugs have are being made on this island.

During our stay we got to go to the beach, The Texas State Aquarium, and of course the highlight of swimming in the condo's pool.

Seafood, Seagulls, and the Sea.
We are so happy to be home though.

We missed our dogs and our own beds.

(Ok, I missed my bed!

I'm not sure the kiddos even noticed they weren't even in theirs,

what with all the excitement.)

Playdate with Spencer...

Two birthday parties or otherwise known as
'The Best Day EVER!' - as described by Jacee-Kay, was how we spent our Saturday.

Spencer's Birthday was more like a smorgesborg for children ages 0-well...my age.
(I won't go into gory details on how old)

Here's what the day looked like:

A Turnip of the Nose

These little guys were left by a dear old client of Bill's the other day

for some of us to pick through and take home.

There were all kinds of yummy vegetables, which I love.

Squash, Zucchinni, Snap Peas, Turnip Greens, and well, Turnips.

However, I personally have never seen an uncooked turnip before.

I believed these little babies to be potatoes.

Yes, I know, I know, how could I mistake this veggie for a potatoe.

I don't know they just look similar to me.

I LOVE potatoes.

Anyway you can make 'em I'll eat 'em.

I can't cook potatoes.

No, really: I am really, really, bad at it.

That's Doug's job.

He makes the best mashed potatoes in the world,

and I'm not just saying that.

It's true.

I decided to mash these guys.

-As if they were mashed potatoes.

Oh my gosh they were horrible.

It was horrible, the whole ordeal was horrible.

Of course I tried to get Doug to save the 'potatoes'

before we realized with every taste as he tried to

add ingredients into the bowl to salvage them, that....

....these bad boys may not be potatoes.

Thank goodness for google.

We learned these bad boys were turnips.

I will NEVER, and I do repeat NEVER make my children eat these.

Oh my goodness.

I've never met a veggie I didn't like.

But the memory of the after taste alone is enough to make me shudder.

It's Summertime. Sweet Summertime

Jacee-Kay and her expressions.
She will from time to time have this cute little scowl going on.
I love it. Every since she was a baby she has been just a little bit more stubborn than the normal, everyday child.
And, she's still my baby girl too.
With that little look of 'I don't know how I feel about that...yet."

Of course she is on the verge of laughter in this picture.
Still, this is a typical Jacee-Kay Puh-LEASE take a picture for mommy photo:

When she does smile, she absolutely lights up anyone around her.

She has a vivacious personality.

We made it halfway to the park when we came to the realization that Jacee-Kay did not have enough air in her tires to really be able to ride her bike. mmmm....and of course the inevitable, "Mommy, I need a potty break bit."

I just also have to point out here that the shirt Jacee-Kay is wearing is her favorite and she pretty much wears it right after I've washed it. I can't seem to take it off of her. =] It lives in the laundry room more than in her closet.

We turned around and headed back home (holding it in all the way)....

but we're glad we did.

We convinced a certain someone to come to the park with us!! =]

Of course, Doug didn't need much convincing.

He loves the park as much as the sweet ones do.

And, just in case you're wondering we finally did make it to the park that day.

As High As The Sky....

By the time we walked home later that day, Jacee-Kay couldn't even ride her bicycle.

She had to get in the stroller because she was so tired.

Poor darling.