Archive for April, 2007

Happy Birthday, Walt!

Sunday, April 29th, 2007

Walt turns 37 today and he celebrated it by getting up at 3:30 to shoot the Oklahoma Memorial Marathon.  He’s back in bed as I write this, but K. and I did manage to get some party time in with him yesterday.  We had dinner at North Fork and then came home for cake and […]

Huh?

Thursday, April 26th, 2007

Kennedy was singing to herself this morning.
Jimmy Jack corn and I don’t care…Jimmy Jack corn and I don’t care…

A New Cousin!!!

Wednesday, April 25th, 2007

My sister Anna checked into the hospital (for the second time this time around) to give birth to Kennedy’s newest cousin. She doesn’t know because she’s asleep, but Anna and Ricky (and big sis Hannah) welcomed baby boy Andrew (Drew) Dawson, weighing in at 6′9. Mother and baby are doing fine, and we […]

Run, Run, Run!!!

Sunday, April 22nd, 2007

We have been in the throes of TBall season for a month now, playing games for one week of that. Kennedy has played three games and although she says she loves it, she wasn’t truly excited about it until Friday. Her team played Indian Meridian, and K.’s best friend Tanner had come to […]

Prom Queen 2007

Monday, April 16th, 2007

I was Prom Queen again this year. Translation: I got the privilege of coordinating prom this year. I didn’t have a date, but I do believe we set the record for the youngest prom guest ever. Granny and Papa (our usual Prom babysitters) were out of town this weekend, so Walt […]

Hey, Batta, Batta

Monday, April 16th, 2007

Kennedy had her first T-Ball game tonight, complete with an electrical taped number 7 on her back. They had great fun despite not knowing a single rule, and on the way home, Kennedy informed me that she had hit a home run. I tried to explain that she SCORED a run, but […]

There Was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe…

Saturday, April 7th, 2007

Tonight, while I was putting Kennedy to bed, the topic of her future came up.  Namely, that when she got to be 38 and had a family of her own, she could make all the decisions in her house.  I then asked if she thought she’d ever have children.  She responded, “Oh, thirty or sixty-eight.”  […]