Looking Back

I realize that these following pictures are very low quality, they were taken with a phone :)

When I was looking at the very few pictures on this computer, I stumbled across these and reminded me of, well, of when they were taken! Ti was just a cute little bug, Ben's hair was still really curly and really blond. My hair was shorter, I was younger. :P I feel kind of old! And now (about April 20th, to be exact) I get to start all over again with the little baby, short hair, and feeling younger than some. So here's to going around again, spring is such a weird time.

Ti and Ben, YOUNG Ti and Ben
Awww, when Ti would suck his thumb... doesn't do that anymore
My chin and my baby :) Yes, he is my baby. Don't know what I'm gonna do when he has to move over and make way for this new baby.
I do wonder what Ti is going to think about being an older brother, I have tried to communicate to him that there will be a little baby soon, but at his young 2years of age, he has no idea what in the world I'm talking about! Its funny how with each new brother, the now second youngest gets hastily displaced from my lap as "my baby" and the new one moves in. In a way all my little bros are my babies (yes I am a mother to5 going on 6 at the age of 15) but they all grow so quickly that one minute they're my baby and the nextt they're the five year old who's in my room and bugging me to death.

Trent was my baby, although I was only four when he came along. When we were little I would dress Trent up in my "milk maid" dress and we would play for hours on end. Trent was an extremely good sport when it came to my definition of fun and games. We played dress up and dolls and tea-party galore. Trent is by far my baby, or I guess he is and has always been more of my buddy. Although all of his recent pubescent 12yo boy stuff isn't doing much for our relationship at the moment.

Joel is... is.... is... well, lets just say that our personalities are rather incompatible. I love Joel because he's my brother and hes (generally) a good kid. I don't really remember that much about when he was little... But I love him and he was one of my babies. oh, and its really funny to get him into a pointless argument, he just cant quit!

Cal is awesome, now, that is. When he was my baby, and got toted around on my hip, he was a wretch. I was really skinny, then :P, and he was a big kid. He was bad when he was a toddler because his solution to everything was SCREAM. Now, when he's 6 going on 7, he is almost my fave little brother. I think that Cal and I are probably the most compatible out of all of me and all my brothers. We are both artistic, we are also the only two who will slapjack against eachother anymore. We both beat everyone else :) Actually, Cal is the one I get mad at the least. Im kind of sad to say that I get upset with my brothers at all, but its true. Cal just brought me home a squishy dinosaur pen, he is extreamly thoughtful. :D

Ben is a good little 5 year old. He was my baby too, I remember standing in Cabellas holding his hand, we were buying fudge :). I was always buddies with the baby at the time, and extreemly blonde-curly-Benjaming was no exception. This one particular day in Cabellas was awesome becasue, I would come up to the counter with Ben (you would not believe his hair!) and I asked him what kind of fudge he wanted. As soon as that lady behind the counter saw his hair, she was immediately, offering TONS of fudge samples to the "little boy with the adoreable hair" and his big sister! yeah, Ben rocks, to this day I call Ben "The Blonde Curly One" and Joel as "The Blonde One." Bens personality is classified as an Eyore (sp?) he lives in a pitty party, we get along pretty well, and I miss having him as my baby.

Ti, now Ti is MY baby. I think he is even more my baby than his older brothers because I was older when he was born. He's only two now, so I dont have a great look into his personality yet, but I guess you could say that we are literally attatched at the hip :)

And finally this unknown child who I get to meet sometime next month. I want to name it Mitchell if its a boy... which it will proboably be :D I like being sole princess. Although, I wouldn't mind sharing my title with another... I wish

Attempting to Recoginze "The Christmas Song"

Although this wasnt really that weird, it was an adventure to finally discover/remember the title of (what we now we know as) "The Christmas Song."  I asked my mom yesterday what the title of the song that starts "chestnuts roasting on an open fire" she could sing most of the song but had no idea what the title was.  This evening I asked my dad, he could sing the entire song from memory, and still NO idea what in the world the title was.  And as soon as we asked faithful Google what it was we came up with "The Christmas Song" and everyone whent "OOHHHHH! YAA!" 

just a snippit of how stupid and pointless most of the time spent sitting around my house is....

like you care....

the two brothers standing behind me are convinced that this is the stupidest thing I could ever dream about posting, but you'll have to live with it because nothing else interesting happened today.  

The Latest Addition to the Connor Family

This isnt exactly the way it sounds, the most exciting next addition is comming in April (yep Connor kid #8). This addition happens to be in the form of my mothers birthday present, and the form of a feline. So little Mae-Belle (our new kitten) joined our household last night and is adusting very well. Were all so happy to have her, and we got her free thanks to our good friends the Clarkes!

The Summing up of the End of August

Weeell as we all know Im kind of bad about posting. But let me just tell you how I ended my august this summer.

The next to the last weekend of August, one of my good friends from way back in childhood, Emma Carter (I went to visit her earlier this summer), came and stayed from Friday through Tuesday. It was a blast to have her here.

The day that we disposed of Emma, we got 3 new arrivials. My aunt, and two younger cousins. It was lots of fun to get to see them for a few days, especially because they live in New York and we only get to see them a few times every year.

That saturday we went to Clarksburg (where my grandmother lives) watched a labor day parade wich two of my somehow relitives marched in. Then we went out to Crystal Lake, a small really fishy lake that I refused to swim in. But my little brothers and my cousins (from above^) had a wonderfull time jumping off the divingboards and sliding down the slide. I have a few neat pics of that.... maybey they can come later.....

My labor day was spent out in my backyard in the really hot weather with my brother Trent. All day we put up, took down, looked through, blew up, deflated, patched, and chose like a 8 tents, and about at least 10 air mattresses. I tell you that was a TON of work, but I enjoyed it. The reason (for those of you who dont know) we were looking through all that stuff is because on Sunday (yeeeeesss! this comming sunday) (which is only in like 2 days) we, and about a billion other (okay 25 other) people are loading up to take a nine hour drive to Lewes, Delaware. We will be camping there for a whole WEEK on the beach, in tents, in the sun, with a bunch of great people, including the Howards (Olivia, Emma, Willa, and Mr. Howard), the Hopkins (a ton of people including Ruby), the Bearss (sp???) whom I have yet to meet, Im looking forward to that, the Clarkes (Rachel and fam.) and Me and my Dad, Trent, Joel, and Cal. I actuall have to go now and do some more stuff to be prepared to leave this Sunday at the amazing hour of 6am.