PLEASE HELP WITH PROJECT SURVEY

I just posted 5 survey questions to the LEFT. If you could please answer them honestly it would really help me with my school project. Your answers are anonymous so please do be honest. The link to the video is HERE . I didn't want to put the video in since it is controversial. THANK YOU SO MUCH! Have a Happy Turkey Day!

ON THE LAST QUESTION: Does the video of Flavor of Love confirm or contradict your opinion of African-American women? YES = CONFIRM, NO = CONTRADICT.

I tried to change it but it won't let me.... THANKS!

Mariachi Man and other things

I just thought this was a super cute picture. Barrett went to the doctor last week for his 9 month check, he is a very happy boy.

He weighed in at 25.8 lbs and he his 31 3/4 inches long. He is 97% for head and weight and off the charts in height.

Bear has starting sleeping face down on his hands, you can see the imprints on his face from his fingers - no, I am not beating him.

Barrett also really likes his snacks, he is very into feeding himself.

Here is a picture of Bear playing guitar with his Daddy. Maybe we have a little musician on our hands too!

By the way, as I mentioned in my post below, my cultural study is of a sexual nature. If you find this offensive, DO NOT look at it. I would appreciate Constructive Feedback as this is a school assignment in which I will be receiving a grade. I realize that some of you will find the videos offensive; however, you can read the text without looking at the videos if you are interested in helping me with the assignment, if not, that is fine too. Thanks.

Finally!

Well, Barrett finally cut his first tooth. It only took him 9 months, 1 week, and 4 days, but it is finally here. We have yet to see the little bugger, but my Grandma babysat last night and pointed out that she felt something sharp in his mouth and that she thought he had cut a tooth; of course, we were totally clueless :) I felt in his mouth this morning and sure enough, there is a tooth there. He won't let me see it though, I guess he is keeping it to himself for now; but nonetheless, it is there!

Hopefully, he will show off those pearly whites soon so I can snap a picture of him, but until then we will just have to go with feeling it.

Last night we had a lovely dinner to celebrate Deana, JoAnn and I's birthdays this month. It was really fun... good to see everyone! And happy birthday to the ladies!

Happy Birthday to my best friend for over TWENTY years, Trina! Can't believe we have known each other that long. Love ya lots!

Flavor of Love Cultural Study

Just in case anyone is interested in my school studies, here is my blog for cultural studies class on the Flavor of Love (click on the hypertext). I warn you that it is a bit sexual so I wouldn't view it with your kids. I would love some feedback, though (but please post to this blog, not the Flavor of Love one or you can email me). It is a work in progress. Not quite done yet... let me know what you think.

P.S. I have yet to figure out what this has to do with English composition - my professor says we are writing and I guess that is his justification.

Commando

Barrett is quite good at commando crawling. He can get up on his knees, but he is much more efficient at the commando crawl. Now, he is wanting to stand up all the time too.

He loves Chuie. check out this video (just ignore the background noises).

Pumpkin Patch

Barrett is trying to feed himself now - he makes quite the mess.

We went to the pumpkin patch today. I have to say I was a bit disappointed. I had expected this bountiful patch of pumpkins, but most of them were rotten.

I staged some pictures though, so I guess everything turned out okay. Will have to go earlier next year before they are all picked over.

Halloween Party

Andrea had a Halloween party at her place last weekend... Barrett's first. Here is in one of his many disguises...

We thought Winnie the Pooh was an appropriate costume for a boy named Bear.

Grandpa and the babies...

Some of the cousins... we couldn't get them all together at one time.

This week in pictures

Here are a few pictures from the last week or so...

My Grandma made these little moccasins for Bear and now that it is cold enough I just had to put them on him. We dressed him up to hang out with Owen, but of course by the time I picked him up he was in a new outfit cause he is such a messy eater.

Speaking of eating, someone really does not like to have his face cleaned. This is the "here comes the evil washcloth" face.

Kimball calls this the puffy sweater outfit. When I was pregnant I made this outfit for him. I think he looks pretty cute. Don't worry Dad, it won't fit him for long - I do have more handmade sweaters though ; )

By the way, the results of my poll are in... according to poll goers the dirll incident was Kimball's fault. But in all fairness, and to save my marriage, I think we were equally at fault. I am known to be accident prone and shoudl have paid more attention to my surroundings, however, Kimball did leave the drill in an awkward position. We are equally at fault. Babe, you happy now : )

Battle of the Drill - This is kind of gross

We had a little emergency this morning... I got stabbed by a drill. That is my inner right leg. We had to make a little trip to Immediate Care for a tetanus shot and some horse pill antibiotics. Thanks Dad, for coming to my rescue, yet again... but this time it wasn't my fault : )

This is the culprit, see that drill bit? That whole thing went through my leg. I am completely numb under the wound and the top of the wound is already swollen and starting to bruise. It went in at an upward angle.

This is how Kimball left the drill in the kitchen. Now, who's fault is this? I would say Kimball's.

I was just cleaning up and turned around to be impaled (maybe that is a bit of an exagerration) with the drill. I actually didn't realize what had happened until I felt the blood on my foot. And man, there was a lot of blood. I am very grateful that my dad came and helped to clean up the mess before we went to the clinic... it was pretty gross. It looked like someone was murdered in my kitchen. I am just so grateful it was me and not Barrett... I hope Kimball has learned his lesson about putting his dangerous toys away.

Doc says I will be fine. Just have to ice my leg, take these huge pills and watch for infection. It pierced the muscle so my leg is going to be very, very sore. Not to mention my arm, where I got the tetanus shot. At least we have modern medicine :)

Change

Bear's favorite place to hang out is under the coffee table. He especially enjoys this place when Chuie visits him. If I could just get a little closer...
so determined.
Well, I guess I will just chew on this book instead.
I love this picture! Notice the plant in the background? Well that is gone, someone likes to pull on the leaves... was tired of fighting with him about it.
I broke down and decided I needed a change. Actually, I was tired of Bear pulling my hair and I wanted something with a little less maintenance.
Here is my "before": (excuse the self portraits)

and my "after".

Kimball's reaction: "Well, it's short." Thanks Babe.