Monday, August 30, 2010

Basketball Camp!!






For those of you that know me, I don't need to say a word!!! In no way do I want my daughter to follow in my footsteps, it would be nice, but not necessary! We had a B-ball camp here on base for 6 days over a 2 week period, so we thought it would be fun to have her try. After all, this is the "trying to find our thing phase", right? Sydney really ended up enjoying her time in the gym, and I have a feeling she will be trying it again in the near future. I can't tell you how many memories it brought back for me, and how much it made me appreciate my dad more than ever!! Love you Dad!

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Luke turns "5"









Our poor second child finally had a "real" birthday party, with friends included! We always seem to be at home when Luke has his birthday, so we usually have a family get together. That's one disadvantage that Sydney doesn't get, since we are usually away from family during April. So, this year David and I decide to throw this boy a party, complete with a cake, friends, bowling, and lots of presents! I've never seen somebody so excited for his big day!! When we first arrived at the bowling alley, he just went in the room and sat down to wait for his guests to arrive, it was so cute!! He was thrilled to death that everyone was actually singing to HIM!!
For the next 2-3 days, he kept telling David and I, "happy birthday!" It truly was worth every penny and effort spent to make his day so special! We love you baby Luke! :)

Monday, August 16, 2010

Military children!!






Sydney and Luke love to dress up in daddy's flight suit and parade around. They even get the huge boots on and try to walk around the room in them. I treasure these memories so much, because I know time is passing so quickly. They are growing up too fast, and it's hard to bear sometimes! Sydney can go from playing with dolls, barbies, and anything girly, to putting on a flight suit, wearing weapons, and playing with all the boys. I love the top picture in her "fancy skirt", as she would call it, standing beside a 2,000 pound precision guided bomb at our last fini-flight. Daddy's very proud of this picture by the way!!