tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28248465715316612622024-03-13T10:10:50.661-05:00All About AlexzillaTrue stories about the sweetest, yet sneakiest little boy ever!Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-84845111177132767892007-12-09T15:19:00.000-05:002007-12-09T15:19:30.858-05:00Fall Fun - a photoset on Flickr<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20789444@N04/sets/72157603179666037">Fall Fun - a photoset on Flickr</a>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-15004794132993676432007-08-23T20:31:00.000-05:002007-08-23T20:31:54.047-05:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs41CUjaiaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TjlkrJJVjfk/s1600-h/BILD1485.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs41CUjaiaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/TjlkrJJVjfk/s400/BILD1485.JPG" border="0" /></a> Blogger cut this one off from the entry down below. I couldn't resist including this one because it was hard to capture. Basically, I am standing at the end of the slide in about 3 feet of water. Whenever I moved to slow, he would always kick me in the stomach.<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-58345734650663040182007-08-23T20:16:00.000-05:002007-08-23T20:18:06.626-05:00These pictures were taken on two different days at our pool. In some pictures, he is wearing a life vest because he didn't trust himself to swim at that time. Now, just two weeks later, he swims like a fish! I am so glad that he has been able to enjoy the slide this year. We have lived here for five years and this is the first summer that it has worked. David and I have loved sliding on it too. We are still kids at heart!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xykjaiWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yZmxnbHII7A/s1600-h/BILD1532.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xykjaiWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yZmxnbHII7A/s400/BILD1532.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzUjaiXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/sUWH4dccDjM/s1600-h/BILD1534.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzUjaiXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/sUWH4dccDjM/s400/BILD1534.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzUjaiYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5KZPJBt9S0I/s1600-h/BILD1535.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzUjaiYI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5KZPJBt9S0I/s400/BILD1535.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzkjaiZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XLdpSzPjnzs/s1600-h/BILD1533.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rs4xzkjaiZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XLdpSzPjnzs/s400/BILD1533.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-81506359095507387192007-06-08T15:27:00.001-05:002007-06-08T15:34:16.467-05:00Check out my Slide Show!This is for you, Laurel. I have been doing a little scrapbooking in the last few weeks. As a novice at this hobby, I am a "slowpoke scrapper". Some of the pages are from our cruise in January, our trip to Chattanooga in April, and just having fun in our front yard. Hey Sandy, I figured out how to add this slide thingy. Aren't you proud of me?<embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-3f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=144115188085257279&site=widget-3f.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&tt=0&sk=0&amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188085257279&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-3f.slide.com/p1/144115188085257279/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188085257279&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-3f.slide.com/p2/144115188085257279/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-20487946428143973922007-06-07T23:18:00.000-05:002007-06-07T23:18:55.322-05:00Memorial Weekend Campout<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RmjYrrQ7OJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OIHQcEjNazg/s1600-h/collage.jpg">I have finally gotten around to updating. These pictures were taken on our camping trip to Lake Winfield Scott during the Memorial weekend with the Belisle family. On Saturday, we all packed into our cars for short drive (5 miles, Pops?) to David's parents' cabin. We enjoyed our time with Larry Joe, Marilyn, Buddy</a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RmjXbrQ7OGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ANGzp35jErA/s1600-h/BILD1347.JPG"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RmjYrrQ7OJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OIHQcEjNazg/s1600-h/collage.jpg">, and of course, Pops and Gigi. Mikayla and Rachel Belisle, along with Alex, did a little tubing in the river at the cabin. They didn't complain much about the cold water, but the daddies (David and David) sure did. After a meal of fried fish, dutch oven chilli and dutch oven potatoes, we headed back up the mountain to our campsite. The last pictures are of the kids all sitting in the camp hammock that David B. brought. He was seldom ever in it because one or more of the kids was always in it. It was a great weekend, despite the chilly nights and the nasty bathrooms. At least we got to take a shower! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RmjYrrQ7OJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/OIHQcEjNazg/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-40816616732658020312007-04-26T20:56:00.000-05:002007-04-27T10:29:08.893-05:00Stephanie needs...I was inspired by Rebecca's blog to see what would turn up on a search engine. Just type your first name into a search engine with the word needs(all in quotation marks). The results are often funny and remind me of Madlibs. I did a list for both Alex and I, so be sure to read all the way down.<br /><br />Stephanie needs...<br />1. rhinoplasty<span style="color:#ffff00;">(okay, maybe)</span><br />2. to be educated<span style="color:#ffff00;">(my Tech friends would claim that I did not receive that at UGA)</span><br />3. a boyfriend<span style="color:#ffff00;">(definately, NOT...I would probably have to wash his softball uniform, too!)<br /></span>4. a ladder to get into it.<span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Am I breaking and entering, or just too short to reach the front door?) </span><br />5. a leash!<span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Okay, I don't really like this short haircut either, but it is not that BAD!)<br /></span>6. to quit being flattered by Beyonce comparisons. <span style="color:#ffff00;">(It's about time somebody finally saw that we were twins separated at birth.)<br /></span>7. to pay the rent. <span style="color:#ffff00;">(Did my hubby kick me out?)<br /></span>8. to come home before I make her cat re-upholster my couch! <span style="color:#ffff00;">(Just skin the cat and patch the couch, I won't mind! I PROMISE!!!!)<br /></span>9. a big hotel suite to entertain new clients.<span style="color:#ffff00;"> (This must have something to do with the past due rent. I think I would rather live in a box, though)<br /></span>10. her rest <span style="color:#ffff00;">(new clients are tiring??????)<br /></span>11. to have people on her side who want to see justice done for her murder. <span style="color:#ffff00;">(HELLO!!! Check the new client list!)<br /></span>12. a home with parents who will give her time to run and play.<span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Isn't this what we all want?)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">Alex needs...<br />1. to go to Venice and find Scorpia.</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Not without his MOMMY!!!!!! Come back here, young man!)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">2. to fly to the store and buy some cheese.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(Must be the Claritin and Nasonex side-effects!)<br /></span><span style="color:#99ffff;">3. hemp seed.</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (FOR WHAT??? I can see that he and I need to sit down for a "chat".) </span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">4. to be an only cat.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(This must be a euphemism for "only Child")<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">5. to stop interupting Kevin.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(and Mom, and Dad, and Sandy, and his teacher, and etc!)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">6. a truck.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(NOPE!)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">7. to find a job.</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (We have been telling him that since day ONE. HE can say,"Welcome to MOE's</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">very well...maybe they will hire him!)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">8. a woman</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(absolutely not, for at least three decades! Oh, and women prefer men with JOBS.)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">9. another beer!</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(NOOO! He does not need "another beer" b/c he better not have the first one!)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ffff;">I then typed into a search engine,<br />Alex wants...<br /></span><span style="color:#99ffff;">1. to be Beyonce.</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Sorry, son! Mommy has this one all wrapped up...see above)<br /></span><span style="color:#99ffff;">2. a dinosaur</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Poppa would say that Alex already has one, but I am not naming any names!!)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">3. a race car.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(NOPE, again! This falls into the same category as the aforementioned truck.)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">4. a war.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(Wish granted on a daily basis! Future lawyer in the making...please pray for defenseless Mommy!)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">5. to be a professional golfer.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(Better get a GREAT job first...greens fees will eat up that paycheck. There will be NO mom/dad welfare program.)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">6. a ferrett.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(The only animal that is sneakier than Alex. We once had two ferretts and they would pee down our air registers.)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">7. to join the cake walk.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(No, NOT the pink cake with redhots...oh, no, flashbacks to the seventies for mom and GrandpaKiser . My stomach churns just thinking about that "pink cake that made us toss our cookies!")<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">8.</span> </span><span style="color:#99ffff;">the costume for himself or for someone else in the family to wear it.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(Look out, Poppa! Sounds like you will be dressing up as Sponge Bob Lawyer Pants for Alex's birthday.)<br /></span><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">9. to bring his sense of fun and excitement to your event.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(I hope it is not a funeral!)<br /></span><span style="color:#99ffff;">10. you to leave a comment.</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> (Please DO!)</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="color:#99ffff;">11. TO CHANGE THE WORLD!</span> </span><span style="color:#ffff00;">(He has already changed mine, forever and always! I love you to the moon and back, Alex)</span>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-66248946573127235112007-04-22T20:35:00.000-05:002007-04-22T20:36:29.094-05:00On our trip to Chattanooga, we saw some bumper stickers that we thought we were interesting. My aunt Susan loves Krystal and has been known to take several bags of the "<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwNnFF53WI/AAAAAAAAAas/w4nSmNomEMA/s1600-h/BILD1107.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwNnFF53WI/AAAAAAAAAas/w4nSmNomEMA/s400/BILD1107.JPG" border="0" /></a>food" on flights from Atlanta to Texas. I have been told that she freezes whatever doesn't get eaten. Krystal's is bad enough the first time around...I can't imagine how bad it tastes with freezer burn!<br /><br />The second bumper sticker was just an interesting combination. The top sticker endorsed Kerry/Edwards. As if that wasn't bad enough, the driver also claims in the bumper sticker beneath the first to be a Born Again Voodooist. David can't wait to send this picture to all of his talk radio buddies. Oh, and the driver thought it was hilarious that we were photographing his bumper stickers. We had to manuever just right to get close enought to read the words.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwNnFF53XI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NZYrkvjqIXc/s1600-h/BILD1149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwNnFF53XI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NZYrkvjqIXc/s400/BILD1149.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-92231039838859146542007-04-22T20:24:00.000-05:002007-04-22T20:24:41.992-05:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Our last stop before heading home was to the Incline Railroad. It was unique, but Alex complained that it moved WAY to slow!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwK2VF53VI/AAAAAAAAAak/q-54YhhK9dc/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RiwK2VF53VI/AAAAAAAAAak/q-54YhhK9dc/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-709754534191235592007-04-12T14:17:00.000-05:002007-04-12T14:18:16.498-05:00Praying for GrumpsThese are pictures of Alex with Grumps and Grandma Teen-Teen. Alex loves to go see his great-grandparents and play at their house in Young Harris. We are all praying for Grumps because he has had a rough week, but if anyone can fight through it, he can! We love you Grumps and Grandma Teen-Teen!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6F7Q0eTYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/03zNdYVLWQo/s1600-h/P7172493.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6F7Q0eTYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/03zNdYVLWQo/s400/P7172493.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6F8w0eTZI/AAAAAAAAAac/ujNXWwJAwY0/s1600-h/P7172494.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6F8w0eTZI/AAAAAAAAAac/ujNXWwJAwY0/s400/P7172494.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-1948862008724283162007-04-12T13:50:00.000-05:002007-04-12T13:55:14.251-05:00Lifegroup Bulletin Board for AprilThese are the lifegroup boards for April. Any suggestions for May?<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6Aew0eTUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_95P0jGFS40/s1600-h/BILD0953.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6Aew0eTUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_95P0jGFS40/s400/BILD0953.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6AgQ0eTVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PK6kA3m042I/s1600-h/BILD0959.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6AgQ0eTVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PK6kA3m042I/s400/BILD0959.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6Ahw0eTWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/AFl8YKg1HIE/s1600-h/BILD0957.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6Ahw0eTWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/AFl8YKg1HIE/s400/BILD0957.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6AjA0eTXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/fSJrWDvhtS0/s1600-h/BILD0955.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rh6AjA0eTXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/fSJrWDvhtS0/s400/BILD0955.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-61275652351216113042007-04-09T21:02:00.000-05:002007-04-09T21:07:32.610-05:00Alex's special evening with Daddy<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhg0eTGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0DWBx2ePLWE/s1600-h/BILD0938.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhg0eTGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/0DWBx2ePLWE/s400/BILD0938.JPG" border="0" /></a> Alex and Daddy shared a special evening together last month at Alex's preschool. The school had a father/child cookout with a camping theme. They came home with several things that Alex made for and about his special daddy. The last of the items came home from school today, so I thought that I would post them here for all to see. Some of the things that Alex wrote about his dad are hilarious. In the picture below, Alex writes that his daddy is 45 years old, has white hair and is 80 inches tall. Daddy works from home on his computer and his favorite thing to do is to play with Alex. According to Alex, he and Daddy love to go to Chuck E. Cheese together(okay, so that is obviously NOT David's first choice.) The drawing at the bottom of this post was drawn by Alex and is his depiction of what Daddy looks like. David was fortunate. Another little boy, Brent, drew is daddy with a great BIG body and a tiny head. He said his dad had a "hamburger belly". Ouch!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhw0eTHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jJJI0WNq9mw/s1600-h/BILD0939.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhw0eTHI/AAAAAAAAAYE/jJJI0WNq9mw/s400/BILD0939.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhw0eTII/AAAAAAAAAYM/vvoejt-V5o8/s1600-h/BILD0945.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rhrwhw0eTII/AAAAAAAAAYM/vvoejt-V5o8/s400/BILD0945.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhrwiQ0eTJI/AAAAAAAAAYU/64v8ZdyUx60/s1600-h/BILD0947.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhrwiQ0eTJI/AAAAAAAAAYU/64v8ZdyUx60/s400/BILD0947.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-9558802167230523222007-04-09T20:52:00.000-05:002007-04-09T21:06:50.878-05:00Alex's Easter Artwork<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMQ0eTDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Uke_V-v47L0/s1600-h/BILD0950.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMQ0eTDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Uke_V-v47L0/s400/BILD0950.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love this chicken!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMg0eTEI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G_WWJ6-6jdw/s1600-h/BILD0951.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMg0eTEI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G_WWJ6-6jdw/s400/BILD0951.JPG" border="0" /></a> This bunny reflects Alex's favorite color. Hopefully, this is a short lived phase!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMg0eTFI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eaZTVqn_vXU/s1600-h/BILD0952.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhruMg0eTFI/AAAAAAAAAX0/eaZTVqn_vXU/s400/BILD0952.JPG" border="0" /></a> He loves to use different colors, except when he picks pink! :) <div style="CLEAR: both"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-36594302817322124342007-04-08T21:35:00.000-05:002007-04-08T21:35:59.609-05:00Spring Break at the Duck Pond<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhmmjyR8DwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/SE39eEgZ7sk/s1600-h/collage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RhmmjyR8DwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/SE39eEgZ7sk/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /></a> Vacation at Poppa and Baba's house is always TONS of fun. One of our favorite things to do involves taking the golf cart along the cart paths in search of a playground. This playground happens to be one of his favorites because of the monkey bars. He wasn't as eager to go near the pond on this particular day because he had fallen in one of the ponds on Monday. He was trying to throw a rope to a duck(don't ask me why) and he just happened to throw himself in along with it. This was our last warm day before it turned really cold. Our next outing on the golf cart included two blankets, zipped up sides to keep out the cold, and coats! That last playground stop on Friday lasted only two minutes because it was too cold to stay in one place. Oh well! He is already planning a summer trip...he misses his Baba and Poppa terribly!</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-28931194041567820192007-03-29T11:31:00.000-05:002007-03-29T11:32:03.026-05:00Hey, I am taller!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgvqAYuJqwI/AAAAAAAAABk/FKs9mwZllHo/s1600-h/BILD0862.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgvqAYuJqwI/AAAAAAAAABk/FKs9mwZllHo/s320/BILD0862.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgvqAouJqxI/AAAAAAAAABs/uxqvlwgyvBQ/s1600-h/BILD0861.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgvqAouJqxI/AAAAAAAAABs/uxqvlwgyvBQ/s320/BILD0861.JPG" border="0" /></a> Earlier this week, I was taking pictures of Alex and his friend Addison while they were playing ball. We had plenty of time because the daddies of these two athletes were playing church softball at Central Park. I was fortunate enough to snap the top picture just as Addison asked Alex how old he is. They were both thrilled that each of them are the same age(4), but Addison quickly noticed that there is a size difference. "Hey, if you are 4, how come you are LOTS taller than me?" So, then they started measuring themselves against the other. Seems that Addison came up on the "short" end of things...I know how he feels! His mom mentioned that he is just now wearing 3t pants. I can't remember which week Alex wore that size! Yep, you read that correctly, which week! He will be taller than me by Mothers' Day and what a wonderful present that will be! Haha! Now you know part of the reason that he is called ALEXZILLA!</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-43153871729154210422007-03-29T11:17:00.000-05:002007-03-29T11:18:45.908-05:00Lifegroup Bulletin BoardI know that this is supposed to be a blog about Alexzilla, but he did help me put these bulletin boards together.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgvm5IuJquI/AAAAAAAAABU/sw1C7mPsszU/s1600-h/BILD0770.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgvm5IuJquI/AAAAAAAAABU/sw1C7mPsszU/s320/BILD0770.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was asked to do this each month, so check back for new pictures. To my scrapbooking buddies: feel free to leave tips so that I can make each month better and better. Oh, look fast, because the new board will be up later this week. Then I will publish new pictures! Yea! <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgvm5YuJqvI/AAAAAAAAABc/w6_uDkM8Sro/s1600-h/BILD0771.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgvm5YuJqvI/AAAAAAAAABc/w6_uDkM8Sro/s320/BILD0771.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-78601934779381778172007-03-28T22:20:00.000-05:002007-03-28T22:21:05.921-05:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgswoYuJqqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NblJWvCgWPc/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/RgswoYuJqqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NblJWvCgWPc/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" /></a>Alex was SO excited that they were going to have an Easter Egg Hunt at school. Everyday, he would tell me how many days until the hunt and then he would clap excitedly in anticipation. Each child was supposed to find twelve eggs and then wait for everyone else to get their twelve eggs. After each person picked up their twelve, then it became a free for all to see who could get the rest of the eggs. The teachers had thrown out loose candy and TONS of eggs. Sweet Emily Craigo saw that Alex only had 11 eggs and she happily gave him one of her extra eggs. Alex was so thrilled that he went through the field retrieving sweet tarts just for her. Can you say, "AWWWW!" Next, Alex teamed up with Mitchell(another buddy from a different class) and they snuck off to the dugout where they consumed GOBS of candy before getting caught. Even Maddie, couldn't resist the charming Alex, as she stopped by to share some of her candy with him. I guess it was a temporary truce to their ongoing "war". After all of the kids were hyped up on all that sugar, the teachers released the sugar devils to their parents...early. The candy high lasted ALL afternoon! I think they should hunt eggs filled with baby carrots instead of candy, but I am sure that won't make me MOM of the YEAR!<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-62292088397889067782007-03-28T21:03:00.000-05:002007-03-28T21:03:39.574-05:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgsee4uJqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5R8S2Hdnlt8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgsee4uJqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5R8S2Hdnlt8/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-35298242978745185272007-03-28T20:47:00.000-05:002007-03-28T20:48:15.316-05:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgsa3ouJqoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SsKD5K3-5VM/s1600-h/BILD0744.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uefEva3z_9U/Rgsa3ouJqoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SsKD5K3-5VM/s320/BILD0744.JPG" border="0" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2824846571531661262.post-29982266630037769682007-03-27T21:22:00.001-05:002007-03-27T21:24:59.553-05:00Scrapbook for Muner<embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-8c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=144115188081005708&site=widget-8c.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&tt=0&sk=0&amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188081005708&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-8c.slide.com/p1/144115188081005708/bb_t000_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=0&sk=0&amp;cy=bb&th=0&id=144115188081005708&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-8c.slide.com/p2/144115188081005708/bb_t000_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div>Alexzillasmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17362802218239565567noreply@blogger.com0