Catch up:
Since I last blogged...I passed my Accounting class with a C. Good and bad. Good because I passed. Bad because the C brought my GPA below a 3.5 and I have to graduate with a 3.5. Sooooooo now I am taking 2 easy classes this summer and then the second Accounting class in the Fall. I had better graduate in December. All I'm saying. But this means that I go to class 4 nights a week and 2 of the classes are from 8PM to 10:30 PM. Who makes a class start that late??? It's awful. During the week Vincent and I don't see each other. I pick up the kids, he comes home, tags me out and I leave for class. By the time I come home he's asleep. It's rough. I usually have to send him an e-mail of everything I need to talk to him about at work. Yeah, it's romantic.
Next, my little brother Galen got married on June 4 in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Vincent and I went up without the kids and had a GREAT time. Seriously. Much needed adult time. Plus we got to hang out with my favorite Michiganders, Kim and Adam Ball. I went to UNT for 2 years with Kim. Then she went back to Michigan and I finished school in Kentucky. But Kim, you look amazing and you handle pregnancy so well. I am so jealous of women who have great pregnancies. I hated every minute of being pregnant. But some women pull it off so well. And Kim is one of them. Love and miss you guys!!
My sister, Naomi, was the maid of honor. Worst maid of honor. Ever. Seriously, I think romantic comedies could be made about her behavior. To start- didn't plan a bachelorette party because she said she "was waiting on feedback from the bridesmaids".Second, she stood up on the stage laughing during the ceremony (totally MY fault- but I was testing her). Third, didn't even keep the bride's dress looking pretty during the ceremony. In fact, the bride scolded her at one point. I am actually kidding about her being the worst maid of honor. I just had to give her a hard time since she takes it so well. But, no really, the bachelorette party wasn't planned. Luckily Becky (our other sis-in-law) came to the rescue and thought of a scavenger hunt in the downtown area. We had a great time doing it. There were a few party poopers in the group but we drowned them out with shots of alcohol for the bride-to-be. It really did turn out great. The wedding itself was extremely hot. It was in this very pretty church that had NO air conditioning. Who thought Michigan could get hot?? The reception afterwards was fun and in air conditioning. I drank a little too much because my brother and his wife decided to have alcohol drinks for only an hour before dinner and then not at all during dinner. So I was chugging down drinks in preparation for the alcohol-free dinner with my crazy family. Not the best idea. Vincent decided to have me take a phone call from Tristan which ended up in about a half hour of tears. Awesome.
Next is a great video of Tristan that I got. It will definitely be in his wedding slideshow :) I borrowed it from my Facebook page. I can't figure out how to turn it so it's sideways. Sorry.
Okay.......what else? Oh, we started and stopped potty training. It was too much. Tristan is definitely not ready and we don't have the time to dedicate to him learning. It was a lot of sitting on the toilet, ripping toilet paper up and throwing it down between his legs. Then, he would get off the potty and go pee/poop in the living room. Ugh. And the worst thing that happened is that Tristan now knows what a dirty diaper is and doesn't like it. So, at bedtime, after he pees or poops in his diaper he will take off the diaper, fold it ever so gently and lay it on top of the diaper pail. This would be nice if he didn't then proceed to saturate his bed, little mini rocking chair, stuffed animals and carpet with his pee after taking the diaper off. We have to put tight pants on him at night that he can't take off or else we're washing everything in his room on a daily basis. The first time it happened, Vincent was walking up the stairs to go into Caleb's room and out of the corner of his eye he sees something round and brown come flying over the baby gate we keep in front of Tristan's room. As he heads over to see what it was, he looks in Tristan's room and sees various 'lincoln logs' positioned all over the room- on the bookshelf, by his pillow, on his chair, and even 1 in the dump truck toy. How appropriate. It was quite disgusting. So even though no more potty training we still have to deal with that. Don't be surprised if you see a picture of him with duck tape around his diaper. I'm really close to doing that.
Here's a picture I got of him on the potty-
And, next, Tristan turned 2 on June 11!!! Can you believe it?? I don't know where the time went. We had the party at the Chuck E. Cheese in Plano. It was great. I mean, seriously, went off without a hitch. Tristan loved the only mechanical animal left, Chuck E. Cheese. Now they only have him and he just moves his head to a video on a big screen that is to his left. No more stage full of half-broken mechanical animals. Just a huge screen TV and 1 lousy animal. It's pretty lame. But we had the best time. Tristan got a lot of great toys. But the major entertainment for the night was what I think was an Armenian mob boss and his child's birthday. First, the girl was turning 1. She had on Chanel earrings and necklace. Second, she had the largest cake I've ever seen. It was a Princess cake with a castle on a hill. Except this hill was about 5 cakes high. Then on the top cake was the castle- very detailed I might add. It was ridiculous. Oh and then the family had not one but two "small" cakes for this girl to smash. Everyone there were covered in diamonds and fancy clothes. The men were real mafia-looking and had cigars in their mouths. On top of that, they kissed each other on the side of their faces when they first got there. It had the look of the Godfather, Armenian style.I'm just not sure why they were at Chuck E. Cheese....... I have pictures of the cake- which I almost got shot for taking. I guess they thought I was video taping while 3 of the guys were fighting (cause taking a picture of the 5 story cake between them wouldn't make sense). But they said something to each other and grabbed their cameras and pointed them at me and started video taping. It was awkward and a little scary. But I did get pictures of the cake without dying. Yet. I will post pictures of the cake later.
Last, my grandpa came to visit everyone here in Dallas after years and years of not coming out here. It was so awesome. I was so happy that he could come. He's been wanting to for awhile now. But in celebration we took him to Lawry's Steakhouse. I'm serious when I say that I've been dreaming about that steak ever since. All I can think about is how amazing that steak was. Seriously-delish. Then on Saturday my Aunt El and Uncle Jeff threw a pool party at their house. We had so much fun. Tristan loved the pool. Caleb, of course, just chillaxed in a floatie and watched everyone. Aunt El, send me those pictures from there and I'll post those as well. Sunday we had a BBQ at David and Becky's and of course the fattie in me ate some more delish food. I need to do some serious exercise to make up for this last weekend. The food is so good but so not worth the exercise. I have been walking and/or running before work at 4:30 in the morning. That's the only time I have available nowadays.
Okay, enough for now. I promise promise promise to edit pictures this weekend. I refuse to post pictures that I haven't at least edited basic. So I will edit and then try to post a crap ton of pictures this weekend. Unless something crazy happens. But plan on it.
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