That Crazy Cat

I don't like cats. The boss family's cat is crazy. Not mean crazy, just crazy. I've posted about her before. She's alright in the scope of cat world - not one of the psycho ones. Here are a few pictures I've taken of that crazy cat.

One day she was sitting at the window and had a little friend sitting next to her. Her little friend was pretty much dead, probably due to something she did to it, but the way they were sitting was really funny.

I've showed this one before, but the cat loves my shoes. She sits on top of them all of the time. One time she seemed to want to wear them.

She also sits in the sink a lot. That's the only time I ever touch her - to get her out of the sink. (I'm allergic to cats.)

She also often sits in a way that looks like she has no legs. It's funny every time. It's the blob cat.

I feel sorry for her sometimes, but she's not a bad cat.

That Crazy Kid

D does this everytime we leave this place. We're at a church that has large leaf shapes on their concrete floor as we're leaving. (They have a huge free indoor playground, so that's why we're there.) It always starts with "I'm dancing on a leaf..." and continues all the way to the car. I decided to tape it this time.




The progression is:
I'm dancing on a leaf...
I'm dancing on the shadow/sunlight/shadow/sunlight...
I'm dancing on the concrete...
I'm dancing on the pavement...
I'm dancing on the road...
I'm dancing on the paint...
I'm dancing on the road...
I'm dancing on the no parking...
I'm dancing on the dirt...
I'm dancing on the grass...
I'm dancing on the concrete...

What I Did The Other Day

This was one of D's Christmas presents that he wanted put together so he could play with it.

1 1/2 hours

245 pieces

Cute. But way too time consuming.
And the first person who says "Just wait until you have kids..." I promise to promptly punch in the face. My kids can get toys like this when they can put them together themselves. Or with the help of their dad. :) My thumbs are still sore.

Happy January!

Jack: The Calendar - January page

And His Name Shall Be Called...

Well, we told our fams on Christmas, so now you can know...
Each family member received a personalized version of this card "from Baby Sumners":

With this inside:

So now you know. And knowing's half the battle.

Merry Christmas!

So I didn't post any more this week about ornaments. Oh well. I looked at them and thought there were a bunch of cute old ones, but not any with really good stories like that first one. So we'll leave it at that. We're going to have a long Christmas tomorrow. We're starting at Jon's parents' house with all of them at 10:00, doing presents, eating lunch, and then driving to Ft. Worth. We'll get there around 7:00 and have presents and dinner with my family. Yay! Long day. Then I think I'll be making us do stockings Friday morning because you have to be in pajamas for stockings. It's the law. We'll be coming back to Little Rock Monday or Tuesday. At some point along that timeline I'll post pictures. They'll be great, I'm sure.
But for now, here's just one. It's December in the ridiculous "Jack: The Calendar" that I made online. One of my friends told me about this great website, artscow.com. It's for making junk with your pictures. When you join you get TONS of free stuff and only have to pay shipping. My first free thing I got was an 8x8 photo book, which I used to make a new better version of our honeymoon book I made online a few years ago. The second thing I got for free was a calendar. Since we're a couple of months away from the kid, I decided to go ridiculous and make a calendar of Jack. The other night I took pictures of him for the whole year. You'll see them through the next year, but I'll go ahead and show you December now.

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Tree!

I FINALLY got the Christmas tree up on Monday. Because the icy weather was starting on Monday afternoon, the family I work for let me go home early after picking up the kids from school early. I had multiple hours to be at home and finally get up decorations. When we moved into the house, we talked about that we could get a full-sized tree this year, since we'd only had a four foot one up to this point. I figured that one more year with Shorty would be fine and we could get one on clearance after Christmas and save some money.
Due to Jack's love of chewing things up, I put the tree up on a short table last year. (Two years ago, he had chewed up an ornament Jon's mom made with flowers from our wedding. Yes, the glass, flowers, and everything.) I did the same thing this year...

I know some people like to have a color theme or whatever to their tree, but I like colored lights with the cornucopia of random ornaments from my whole life.

It's so pretty with the lights off!

When I moved out after college, my mom was gracious enough to let me take all of the ornaments from my childhood with me. Over the next week or so, I want to feature a few of them and tell their adorable stories. Here's number one:

When I was six years old, I got a letter in the mail one day from Santa! He had sent me this small brass reindeer ornament and told me that he wanted to be able to see it on the tree when he came to see us on Christmas Eve. Every year, the reindeer was hung on the side of the tree facing the chimney, so he could see it! When I moved into my own place after college and got Shorty the Tree, the reindeer was still hung facing my chimney. When we got married and were living in an apartment without a fireplace, the reindeer was hung facing the front door, because, of course, that's Santa's only way in. A few days after we moved into the house this year, I was a little sad to realize that there wasn't a fireplace. (Yeah, I was slow.) So the reindeer ornament is still facing the front door, so that Santa can see him when he comes to visit. The End.

Caution: Bridges May Ice In Cold Weather

Neither of us had to work today because all of the schools in the area were closed! Yay! But I had my 28 week appointment at the doctor. Jon offered to drive me since it was icy out and the roads were dangerous. We went to the appointment, then went to Target and by the library (which was closed because of the weather.) We were on our way back home and driving down I-30. There were small patches of ice along the way, but nothing major except along the edges of the bridges where nobody drove.
Well, our left tires got on some of that ice on one of those bridges and we started to swerve. Jon tried to get out of the swerve, but we hit the retaining wall, which sent us spinning. We then spun back into the road, hitting the side of an 18-wheeler, which sent us spinning again, and the guy behind us hit us. Somehow with all of this spinning and hitting, we were only damaged on the front end.
My head hurt for a little while because I grabbed that handle up over my window and hit my head on my thumb joint - you know, that hard one where your thumb connects to your hand. Jon got a burn on his right thumb from the airbag. It's still bothering him pretty badly and he's treating it with cold packs, tylenol, and aloe. I called my doctor to see if I needed to come in since I hadn't had any trauma to the belly. (Neither of us even hit the airbags - guess the seatbelts worked!) The doctor said that as long as I was still feeling the baby move (which I am) and wasn't experiencing any severe cramping or bleeding (which I'm not), I was alright.
God really protected us and we came out really well in several different areas. Everyone was driving slowly because of the ice and the traffic was really spaced out so there wasn't a chain reaction or anything. We didn't get a ticket for the accident, I'm guessing because it was caused by ice. We already got the reimbursement check for the towing ($245!!!) and the insurance said that our insurance should only go up around $40 per 6 months because of the cancelation of the Good Driver Discount or whatever it's called.
My camera batteries were almost completely dead, so I just got a short video of the front of the car. (For some reason, it takes less battery power to make a video than take a picture.) Here it is:



Simply amazing that was all the damage.

28 Weeks!

This is going fast! So here I am at 28 weeks aka 7 months aka cauliflower-sized baby.
Technically, 27 weeks was cauliflower-sized, but 28 weeks is chinese cabbage, and who's gonna eat some of that? And also, can you buy that? So it was either 27 weeks cauliflower or 29 weeks butternut squash. I pick neither, but I figured someone would be more likely to eat the cauliflower. The End.
Oh, and yes, that's a different backyard. We took it at our house this month.

Important facts at 28 weeks:
Baby Name: Will be announced in the coming month!
Belly Button Status: Still an innie and still has some depth to work with! Yay!
Hair: Not falling out at alarming rates anymore like it was about 10 weeks ago.
Nails: Growing very fast, but they always have.
Complexion: Awesome, except for this red rash looking thing on my chest that has gotten way worse since pregnancy. It doesn't itch or burn and isn't hot or anything. Just ugly, but I've managed to hide it in my monthly pictures.
Breathing: Very difficult when sitting back or lying down. Makes sleep quite enjoyable.
Digestion: Very difficult when sitting back or lying down. Makes sleep quite enjoyable.
Feet, legs, and back: Only hurt when standing for eight hours at Target on the weekends, but that will be over next week! Yay!
Weird things: I've started waking myself up with random grunts or snorts when I'm just about to fall asleep. It's embarrassing, but I think it has to do with pregnancy congestion, so I have an excuse.

Another Reason to Love Our Neighbors

**Don't miss it: The post I was working on before this ended up BELOW this one!**

I was in the middle of composing another post, but this required an immediate post... Remember our lovely neighbors? A few minutes ago I started smelling smoke. Like that nasty someone-is-burning-something-that-shouldn't-be-burned smoke. I went out the front door to look and the whole street was filled with white smoke. I looked right. I looked left. To the left, I saw the smoke was coming from the house next door. So I went out the back door and saw the backyard was filled with smoke. Went to get the camera. Took these pictures.

Our backyard filled with smoke. (It's hard to take a picture of smoke.)

Whatever-the-heck they're doing... taken through the fence again.
I'm getting really good at taking these sneaky pictures.
Oh... and notice their house is covered in the mud from last season's four-wheeling. Gross.