Well, for those of you who are wondering, we didn't make it to Oklahoma for Scott's graduation. We made it about 10 miles down the road before someone tried to come into my lane (on a three-lane highway, going 65 mph) and hit us causing a nice big accident. Everyone is fine. The boys were scared, but fine. A few bumps and bruises for all of us, but nothing noteworthy...The CR-V was beat up pretty badly and we're waiting to hear the estimate from the adjuster. The rental company gave us a NEWER CR-V (not on purpose) that I'm enjoying driving much more. Boy, the newer models are so much roomier and a much smoother drive! Oh well, I just want my good 'ole Green car (as cam calls it) back!
Anyway, just throwing that update out there for y'all. We were certainly very bummed not to see the family in Oklahoma...that was probably the worst part of the whole ordeal!
C'est la vie...

This blog will be an official apology to my brother, Jerry, and to the harmless victims (Sara, Taylor, Lydia, Gaby and Owen) who were left in the wake of my nerd comment. You see, Jerry is not a nerd. He wears glasses and really, truly enjoys books about the universe, physics and engineering. He also is part of a men's barbershop group and likes to sing show tunes around the house. But these facts aside, he is not a nerd. One only needs to go back to the early '90's to know just how super-cool Jerry is/was. Strutting around CCHS in his white jeans and penny loafers (or was it deck shoes?), and riding his skateboard on the weekends with Andy Arnold, Jerry personified cool. And I don't need to remind anyone of just who was voted King of Hearts circa 1990...that's right, Jerry L. Kilgore. So, family and friends, if you ever find yourself thinking, "Man, I wish I could talk to someone who is REALLY radical and totally cool," I would recommend you call Jerry.

This blog is going out to my peeps that I'm going to see next week in Oklahoma. My fabulous bro and SIL, Scott and Christy; and my awesome parents; and my equally fabulous, but a little bit more nerdy brother and his super wife, Jerry and Sara. And the kids, can't forget the kids (including Gaby Gaby Gaby)... We can't wait to see you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm getting so darn excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maybe while I'm there I'll be able to get some more recent photos of y'all because this is the best I've got...

Obviously I need to keep on top of where Cameron throws his sippy cups. I left the room for a minute today and came back to find Miles doing this. SO FUNNY!

Oh, and the reason he's naked is that Cameron was "helping" him out of his too-big onesie. Thanks, brother.

I'm sure you're happy to hear that we're still sick. And yes, as long as we're sick YOU'RE going to have to hear about it. I figure if I'm miserable I might as well make everyone aware of it...

But despite being sick we managed to have a pretty fun weekend. Chase didn't work on Saturday which was glorious! We started off the morning with haircuts for the boys (including Miles). Chase sat each of them in his lap and buzzed 'em before turning the razor on himself. It was traumatic for Cameron (isn't everything?) but Miles was mostly curious. I think they all turned out so cute!

After the haircuts was the obligatory trip to Costco at lunch time. Sure Costco is crazy on Saturdays but it's worth it to get filled up on all of the yummy samples. Plus we really needed 12 cans of chicken broth, 48 nutrigrain bars, 184 diapers, 40 capri sun drinks, 10 scallops, 3 lbs. of chips, 9 mangos and 2 gallons of milk.

We capped off the day with a trip to play putt-putt. Now, you may think that being in Dallas it was a nice balmy evening of golf, but I assure you this was not the case! It was SO COLD! What were we thinking?! But it did end up being fun! Cameron miraculously got a hole-in-one almost everytime. I'll let you figure out how THAT happened...

Lastly, Alyssa reminded me that I haven't posted any pictures of the outside of our house. Here they are! We love our house. Yes, it does have a very '70's look to it, but I really like it. Plus, we somehow ended up with the greenest grass in all of Texas. Seriously, look at it! It's practically glowing, while our neighbors all have brown grass. I suspect that this has something to do with the fact that our house has the storm drain behind it, which means that we are the lowest lying point in our neighborhood. So basically everyone else is paying to water their grass and the water ends up in our lawn. Sweet.

Enjoy, and happy Sunday night. I'm not even talking about the Superbowl...Poor Bears...

This week has been one of sitting and being sick, so there's not much to tell. The only slightly productive thing I've done is re-cover our piano bench. If you look at the pictures I posted last month of the house you'll see that the piano bench was a blue velvet/corduroy material. It was getting old and didn't match at all so I found some material that I liked and Chase and I put it on. Not hard, but it's amazing the difference it can make in a room. It blends much better now. Now we just need to refinish the entire piano...but that's a project for another year and another budget.
This week Miles also got his first black eye. So sad! I was folding laundry and had give the boys my empty baskets to play with and somehow Cameron ended up whacking Miles in the eye with the edge of a basket. I've informed Chase that once the kids are in school I may pursue a career in the circus or zoo as an animal trainer. I feel I've gotten plenty of experience just keeping these two from shedding blood on a daily basis. Honestly, who better to fend off fierce lions than someone who can simultaneously keep Miles from falling into the bathtub (in pursuit of my razor) with my left leg, pull up Cameron's pants with my left hand, brush my hair with my right hand and step on the toilet paper stuck to Chase's sock with my right foot. And let's not forget about the cross-room leap to keep Miles from pulling the filing cabinet down on himself, or the skillfully thrown nerf ball that kept Cameron from putting yet another toy in the VCR...It's quite a resume if you think about it.
Oh, and earlier this week Cameron and daddy had some nice relaxing time after work. Cameron was in his "Peter Parker" outfit, which doubles as a "Going to work like daddy" outfit, so it was only suitable that Cameron help daddy "Work with numbers." Only Chase can make being an accountant sound so exciting and heroic.