A Lot Can Happen In a Few Short Weeks

I lost my camera cord in our move and found it today! I have missed blogging! We have been SO busy! Of course, I uploaded these pictures backwards. Here is a brief synopsis of what has been going on. At the end of May, we finished preschool. Camille graduated! She was SO cute. They girls left with my mom and Brandon and I closed on our house. With the help of many wonderful people, we MOVED! They girls came home to a new house. A few days later Camille turned 5! She wanted a big girl bike. We gave it to her and she acted so surprised! She later admitted that she had already peeked at the bike:) We had company come and visit. My brother and his girlfriend came to see us. One Wednesday, we were eating at Kinkaids and rushed to church to get out of a storm. We came home to a BIG mess and didn't have power for 48 hours. The weather service said there were two tornados that touched down in our area. It was a BIG mess. It didn't help that the girl's birthday party was Saturday. Luckily the power came on and Pam, Lori, and Melanie helped me get it together. They girls had a wonderful birthday. We then went on a trip to Galveston. We had so much fun. When we got home it was Olivia's turn to turn 3! She was so proud that it was Her Day. We finally got a new roof. We had blue tarp covering up a few holes in our roof. This past weekend, life slowed down a little and we had fun just being together.

Fourth of July dresses

They are wearing make up, thanks to Kimberly Holmes:)

The new roof.

Olivia and her Dada.

So excited!

Happy 3rd birthday Olivia.

The Blake's in Galveston.

Olivia loves eyewear.

Camille at the birthday party. She had an allergic reaction to some antibiotics for an ear infection right before the party. Almost didn't make it (to the party of course).

Olivia.

All our friends!

Olivia being a bride.

Storm damage.

Lost the roof.

BIG branches everywhere.

Trampoline on top of tree.

Cheese.

The fake excitement of the new bike.

Happy 5th birthday Camille.

Excited sister found her baby onesie.

Helping Dad remodel.

Our new house!

Little Girls......

I hope that you can tell how much fun they are having together. I can NEVER get a picture of them looking perfect and still, cause sure enough they will be smiling and then one of them will bust out laughing and spar the other on. Ok,ok,.... I have nothing to complain about. I am glad that they are the little laughers they are:)

Photo session #1

This is what they woke up to on Easter morning. Brandon and I had so much fun setting up the scene. Double click on this picture and tell me if you can figure out who the life guard is?

Climbing trees with Dada at Memaws.

On the way to Memaws house.

Very posh.

The money shot. Hahahaha.

In my secret pretend life, I own a cookie shop. My cookies are magic. You can eat as many as you want and not gain a POUND! Seriously, I made these. I had WAY too much fun.

The Blakes.

This one was pretty good.

This is typical.

She does this all the time. She can shove 2 chicken nuggets in her mouth too. She amazes me.

Camille is getting better about trying new things.

This picture captures their love. If it be the Lord's will, I love that I get to witness their love and laughter every day. They are my little girls. My pride and joy!

I couldn't figure out why the man at McDonalds was laughing at me?????? Plus tulips and swimming lessons.

Well, this is why.

Ready, set, TULIPS!

This was actually at the end of the day. I'm so glad they still love me after me yelling,"Sit still! SMILE".

This is how she posed ALL day. O well, this is how I will remember you Olivia.

Camille reminds me of my favorite Mary Engelbreit painting, "At the Sea Shore" (I think that is what it is called).

My grandfather used to sing this song to me when I was mad:

"You're a lonely little petunia in an onion patch, an onion patch, O an onion patch....."

This picture reminded me of that.

I like this one. Shout out to Ms. Marci for the dresses!

Camille "got hurt" and needed to be carried by "the other Ms. Kimberly".

This "princess" actually aided in my bribes for good behavior.

Do you think my children like each other? I promise they do!

Sweet friends that I can't flip.

This was staged.

A little nose pickin.

Camille!!!

A little attitude.

Camille and Noah.

Nanny, look at the azaleas! WOW! They never looked like this in West Texas.

PINK!

My first picture, and my favorite.

Camille swimming.

She loves it!

Olivia and I are in a Mommy and Me class. She is doing really well too, except for she had to wear a swim diaper, and she has been potty trained since last June. She doesn't like that.

I like it because the water is really warm and salt water instead of chlorine. I just lay back and imagine all the kids pee that's on my body:(

Roar Like a Lion

March is blowin in. The weather is good one day, windy the next, cold on the weekend. Luckily we went to Midland for SPRING BREAK! It is always hot there. So hot in fact, that we swam! Below is a picture from my Great- Grandmother's Retirement Home. I meant to flip it.....

This is CoCo. She is my mother's dog. Olivia reminded me of that show Baby Luny Tunes, where Little Elvira (sp??) hugged all the animals too hard. I think CoCo would have loved to have hid from Olivia, but Olivia knows where to look.


Camille rode bikes the whole time.

They both got a new pair of shoes. They were especially proud of them this year.

This picture was taken at a friend's birthday party. I love this picture because I have been caught making this same face in countless pictures.

Camille and her Oranges.

Brandon playing with Olivia.

The Fort Worth Zoo came to our preschool. They brought an owl, snake, parrot, penguin, but this was the favorite. A GIANT dog.

They let the snake slither on the floor. Olivia reached out to grab it! Yikes!

This was the aftermath of our preschool program. Maddox, where are your pants?

I didn't get many good pictures since I was c0-running the show, however this is Camille as a butterfly.

One Sunday after church, when I was smart enough to take our picture......

Would your peeps turn into vampires for you?

Ok, so most of you know how much I LOVE the Twilight book series. For my birthday, my friends vamped it up for me one night. We had a blast trying to make "vampire poses", however I am pretty sure that I ruined every picture. I CAN NOT do a serious pose. I had a blast! I actually had a wonderful birthday month! Thank you to all of you for your well wishes and treats!

I Love Brandon!

A week ago, Brandon got us an external hard drive so that we could save ALL of our pictures and music. It took me awhile, but I think our whole almost 6 years has been downloaded and saved, including our wedding. It is so much fun to look back at that wonderful day. Brandon, I know you haven't looked at these in awhile. I love you so much and am so glad that you are my husband. You make life so much fun! Happy Valentine's Day!!!

My favorite picture of us.

The handsome groom.

Our wedding party.

My something borrowed was my great-grandmother's necklace.

Us.

Check out the smooch I laid on him! HAHA!

July 18, 2003. Temperature 100 degrees.

Our reception was at The Whitney Theater in Albany, Texas.

Cutting cakes.

Cutting more cakes.

Matthews Memorial Church, Albany, Texas.

Being Sick Blake

At one point today, I decided to take pictures of what was happening at my house. Camille woke up Saturday morning at 8 o'clock, in my bed, throwing up. In my morning haze I got her to the toilet and while she had thrown up pretty much everywhere and all over me, I managed to keep my cool.

So what does this mean? Camille has the "dum, dum, dum, dum" - VIRUS! Into quick panic mode I went. Following the protocol of the Blake/Jacock VIRUS handbook. No, there is really not a handbook, but when I married Brandon I learned what he and his whole family hated more than anything in the world, the VIRUS. Mention "the VIRUS" to any of these family members and they are out the door in a heartbeat. I'm not sure if they have been plagued with this VIRUS during trips together or what, but when you get the VIRUS you are sentenced to your room till you are well. And then the Lysol begins. I don't remember growing up "the VIRUS" being a big deal, but I don't remember getting it but maybe once. Years ago, Brandon told me that his method of protocol is only common sense. He said they had family friends who would not treat "the VIRUS" with caution, and let the infected sit in the living room on the couch like a king, and then not understand why the whole family got "the VIRUS".

Well you know what....... he is RIGHT! So this weekend Olivia was sad cause Camille was in her room. So on Sunday afternoon, when Camille was in the clear we let her sit on a palate in her room with a warning NOT to touch each other.

The pitiful patient.

The lonely sister.

Now even though you can't leave your room, doesn't mean that you get treated like a prisoner. You get to watch countless movies.

This is one of the scenes that inspired this blog. Brandon cleaning. Notice the Lysol.

I think I have done 15 loads of laundry, which has included two sheet washes, which are not my favorite.

My poor comforter, waiting to go to the cleaners.

My bed, with my back up blanket. I wanted to show you this because a dear lady from our church made this quilt for Brandon and I when we got married. Isn't it beautiful. I thought it was fitting with Valentines Day coming up.

These where really lined up like this. Notice the industrial strength bleach, and the pirate head. That is another perk of being married to Brandon.

While Camille was sick, I cleaned out our linen closet. I ordered these "Space Bags" off an infomercial. I put a ton of quilts and blankets in the "space bags" and now my linen closet is functional.

Here is a funny side note. After Camille was better, the girls and I painted. We used paint and Do-A-Dots. I was making a picture and I used blue for Brandon and pink for the girls and I. I wasn't sure what I was making, but it turned out like this.

Brandon was mad that he was blue, so he asked me to redo the picture. Then he got mad at his square shorts.