Shoes

LaDonna bought Lonna a bunch of play clothes, jewlery, and shoes from a lady on Craigslist. The hit of all the items has been the shoes. They have probably 8 pairs of shoes with all the Disney princesses on a pair. Bryce LOVES wearing these shoes, especially the light blue Cinderlla shoes. If Lonna has them on then he will tell her "Mine", meaning they are his and she needs to take them off. I have informed him that boys don't wear heals, but he hasn't taken my advice. He has worn them so much that he can now do a full sprint (for him) in heals. It's kind of impressive to watch considering he can probably run faster than I could if I were in heals. Anyway, I've included some pictures below of the shoes.

Picasa Website

I've also added a link on my Links below to our Picasa Website that will have more pictures. I'll still upload some to the blog, but if you want more pictures, then click the link.

LaDonna’s Beach Week

Last Saturday, LaDonna went to the beach with 7 other women for the week. It was a girl’s week at the beach. Grandma is watching the kids for 3 days and Kimberly is watching them for the other 2 days. Last night they stayed the night at Grandma’s and so it was kind of weird being in the house alone.

I bought LaDonna a new camera for her birthday so we sold the old one on Craigslist yesterday. The guy lived in Durham so I told him I didn’t have the kids and I would meet him halfway. I got on the motorcycle and rode to meet him, sold the camera and rode home. It’s kind of weird to think how much free time I might have if we didn’t have kids. I know some of you are still at that point, and I never regret having them, but last night it was nice to just be able to take off and ride the bike.

I was reluctant at first to let the kids spend the night at Grandma’s – for selfish reasons. I like Lonna coming to wake me up in the morning (when it’s after 6:30) or when Bryce calls for “Daddy”. He knows Mama is gone for the week so I get most of the attention, except when Grandpa’s around. Bryce usually talks about Grandpa as much as anyone.

It was also nice not having the kids last night so I could work on an assignment for school. I’m taking Intro to Marketing and Microeconomics. I should have only taken one of them at a time. I’m just not motivated enough to work full time, help with the kids, and then spend my free time only working on school. I guess I’m still too selfish and like to play X-Box too much. I have a Marketing plan that is due next Tuesday, so I worked on it last night some since I didn’t have the kids.

I hope this doesn't sound like I don't love my kids, because I do. They say and do the sweetest things. The things they remember are amazing and the things they learn by watching and listening are mostly funny.

Filly (baby horse)

I meant to write about this experience when it happened and not three months later. But, since I didn’t, you get to read it now if you choose.

We went to Kinston for Easter and Kari’s horse was pregnant and they thought it could be any day while we were down there. We checked when we got there on Friday night, several times during the day on Saturday and then again on Saturday night. Coleman went across the street to check on Sunday morning and called to the house saying that she needed Papa (LaDonna’s dad) to come over to the pasture. He headed over and I watched from the house. I could tell they were walking towards the back of the pasture, but couldn’t really tell what was going on. Then Papa called from his cell phone and asked if I could come out and help. Roxy (the mama horse) was still in the pasture, but the filly had managed to get outside the fence and was down in a ditch. Papa and Coleman had got the filly out of the ditch by the time I got there and Papa was carrying the filly across the pasture to the stables so they could lock Roxy and the baby together and not worry about the other horses. While he was carrying the filly, the other horses were very curious and kept crowding him and Roxy, who was following. A few times Roxy would go after the other horses when they got to close. The filly would get excited and start kicking while Papa was trying to carry her. She probably weighed 70 pounds and when she started kicking it made her difficult to hold on to. About half way back to the stable I volunteered to take a turn carrying her. So, Papa started dealing with the other horses and I carried her rest of the way. Her hair was so soft and it was pretty cool carrying a horse that was less than 12 hours old. The pictures below are just an hour after we got her to the stable.

We’ve been back several times since Easter and she has grown amazingly fast. I still don’t think she has been named yet. Papa bought her from Kari and is going to sell his current horse (Rocky). They only want to have 6 horses and the colt makes 7.