Anderson Adventures

Monday, July 15, 2013

Dallas Museum of Art

Am I going to become one of those bloggers that only post pictures? Uh.....I won't say. I think I may have an insightful post popping out of my head in the future sometime. Maybe by the time I'm 80? We're shooting for the stars here, people.

We went to the Dallas Museum of Art on Saturday and had just a wonderful time. We're not super artsy people (especially the hubster), so I don't even know if we ooo'd and aaahhh'd enough to be allowed back in there. It was my second time, so at least I know my "oooo"-gling was efficient.

We walked through all of the building this time. When I went with my brother we missed the Ancient America portion. Although it was not my favorite, I feel like it tells a great story. Those people had NOTHING to work with it seems. All ancient American art is...raw is the only word coming to mind. The gold pieces hanging from the headdresses still show where they were pounded with a hammer and even though it's not exactly perfectly beautiful, it tells a story...and I like that.

On the flip side, the European art is always impressive. We went through the special exhibit there which features the Discobolus and other AMAZING sculptures/pottery from ancient Greece. Here is the difference. While American art looks like it was made from raw materials and formed with an (mostly) unskilled hand, European art looks like God waved his magic hand and placed figures in perfecly cut marble on the earth. It was incredible.

I would like to go back without the kiddos just so I can spend sufficient time to read and absorb it all. That's my next mommy date - with myself.

In conclusion, you all now know that I am not, nor ever could be an art critic.

Good thing European Art had couches so Claire could show her class.

Sigh... I am in love with Egypt. Can things get better there someday so I feel safe to visit? Please.

In the kid's play area at the museum.

Claire doesn't quiet get how to smile on command and look happy...

This kid cracks me up! Blowing spit and bubbles at me.

EGG! He thinks they're balls and loves them.

Chillin' with the egss in the bird nest.

This is Jared on our way home from church yesterday. Such a good oreo!

Thursday, July 11, 2013

The Fourth

I'm just the biggest slacker! I've been looking at everyone else's Fourth of July pictures thinking that I should post ours because I ACTUALLY TOOK PICTURES! We had a great time! Our ward had a BBQ and a little kid bike parade (the only parade we were willing to go see) and the kiddos even got to see some fireworks from f.a.r. away. (I'm paranoid about West Nile this summer and we don't really go outside at night.) Man...all of this "not going to anything on the 4th" makes me seem like a real party pooper. Well, maybe next year. I always think the parades are just too hot. Anyway, It's seriously huge for me to take pictures on the 4th because we don't really do anything nor do I think it's a holiday that merits tons of pictures, but I did! Hallelujah!

Claire and her new friend Lucy. Lucy was so nice to share her tricycle ride with Claire!

Jared REALLY wanted to ride a bike.

POPSICLES! (btw, see that little boy in the middle? I'm obsessed with how adorable he is!)

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Almost 3

The growing up that happens from 2 to 3 is still crazy to me. She's gone from saying one word at a time to sentences. Now she's getting that funny, sassy attitude and she has me laughing all the time. She's almost completely potty trained with the exception of making it to the bathroom on #2. I still have her sit there after and she gets totally excited about pooping in the potty....even though she didn't. We'll get it soon.

So, she keeps me laughing and I'd like to remember all of these silly things, so over there --------->
will be stories of how funny she can be.

I love her.

Out of the mouth of Claire

Claire was asking me about Hailey nursing. She was sad to find out that Hailey wasn't nursing anymore. She said, "Well, when I am a mommy can you give my babies milk?" Uh...nope. Can't do that. "Why mom?" Well, my milk will be gone (thank goodness) and you'll have to do it. "Oh, well, I want a big, big, BIG family. TWELVE babies! But I don't want the littlest baby to ever get big because I do NOT want one hundred babies." March 2015
Claire: Daddy, do you stink? Brian: Why do you say that? Claire: Because I can smell you. 6/18/14
Claire walked out of her room and this is what ensued: Daddy: "Claire, get back to bed." Claire: "But Daddy, my bed is being crazy!" (We try hard not to laugh). Daddy: "What?" Claire: "My bed is being crazy!!!" He went back, she tangled her blanket so her feet were getting cold. 5/15/2014
Claire asked her sunbeam teacher what "this" was, pointing to something on her chest. She thought she was talking about the pattern on her dress. Claire said, "No, no! These. They are for milk for babies." 5/2014
Eating corn on the cob for dinner, Claire turned to me and asked, "Mommy, are you going to eat some of this YUUUUMMMMYYY corn?" 5/2014
"Mommy, can you do this for me?" She hands me my eyelash curler and I proceed to curl her eyelashes. She bats her eyes in the mirror and says, "There. That's better." For the record...I have never done this, so she didn't learn it from me. 1/28/14
I was doing Claire's hair , combing through it. "Mommy, stop brushing my hair, you're making me crazy." 1/28/14
Claire has a VERY hard time going #2 in the toilet. She will hold it for days and days, so she ends up sitting on the toilet for hours sometimes. This week, she had been in there for a good two hours (and never went). Anyway, during that time she called me in several times, "MOMMY!!!! Come here!!!" And then would tell me nothing. So, after what seemed like the billionth, "MOMMY come here!" shouting, I went in to find her with the ENTIRE roll of toilet paper collected in a heap in her arms. I looked at her and gasped in frustration. I had just changed that roll! Brand new roll. Think of all that! She looked at me, giggled, and said, "Mommy...hehe....I sneezed...hehe." 1/28/14
We had our first ice storm here in Texas. I took Claire to Costco and let her walk on the ice. "Mom, I need to put on my ice skates". "Claire, do you have ice skates?" "No mom, I don't." Good point though sweetheart!
Claire always wakes me up telling me that the sun is awake. The other day, she came in, told me the sun was awake once more and then told me that she wanted some candy. I informed her that we didn't have any, but she said, "Mom, all we have to do is say Trick-or-treat!"
We went camping and I asked if Claire had fun. Claire: "I love camping, but Jared was naughty. We should leave him home".
Me: "Claire, why are you out of bed?" Claire: "Because of this..." She starts moving as if she'll pee her pants. Me: What? Claire: "Because I have the wiggles."
While at the mall bathroom, "MOMMY! YOU DID IT! YOU PEED!" For everyone to hear.
We're still trying to potty train Claire and have her poop in the potty! She says she does it, but can't seem to have it happen and will hold it for days (which is very frustrating). In an effort to get the ball rolling, I said, "Claire! Let's both push. 1...2...3...push!" At that point I did a fake push and she quickly exclaimed, "MOMMY! Don't poop in your pannies!" 7/12/13
Jared was crying and wandering around the house this morning. He popped his head in the bathroom where Claire and I were, and started to cry. Claire said, "Oh Jared, stop whining". 7/3/13
Brian and I were talking about the frustrating expenses of moving. At one point I said (about our debt), "It's all my fault." Claire came to the rescue and said, "NO! It's MY fault! My fault....and Jared's!"
This morning Claire woke up at 5 am screaming, "I WANT A COOKIE!!!!!" I went in, she repeated her sentiments. I promised her a cookie and she went back to sleep. When she got out of bed at 10:30, she jumped into my arms and said, "Where's my cookie?"