Creder's Cars

Um...so can you tell we were a little bored today?

Cabin fever you ask?

Why yes.

Happy Birthday Morgan!

If this doesn't tell you how my day begun, I don't know what does. Can I just tell you how much I fell out of love with Betty Crocker today? Her directions for this cake were not forthcoming. This was the result of my first attempt at making Morgan's "purse cake". Yummy!



Here's our big SEVEN year old getting her birthday spankin' from good ol' Dad. She looks terrified, don't you think?



We broke down and let Grace open one of Morgan's presents (after asking Morgan if it was okay.) She was literally shaking from excitement. What's funny was what ensued after this picture was taken. See, Grace really thought the gift was for her so when Morgan came over to take it from her, Grace started screaming and throwing a fit. I was just laughing (inside of course) and watching the drama unfold when something inside of me said, "HELLO?!?! You should be stopping this argument!" I quickly pulled myself together, tore the two girls apart, and took a picture of the present in question. You know what it was?



The GIVING TREE. Anyone else find this ironic? I'm sorry...maybe it's just my twisted sense of humor. I, personally, found it pretty entertaining.



Here's a glimpse of the present we got Morgan. It's a karaoke system. I know, you're thinking, but how could the Bailey's afford such an extravagant gift?! You want to know a secret? It wasn't very expensive! You hook it up to your MP3 player, it comes with a microphone and you can even hook it up to an electric guitar! (Sweeeet!) If you are ever in the neighborhood and hear some stray guitar sounds coming from our house, come on in.

And here's our birthday girl herself. Her hair is a little disheveled...it's after school you know.



Yes, and Grace had the most fun with this gift. Morgan was feeling a little too shy to sing, but apparantly Grace didn't have a problem with it.



Here she is singing, "Best of Both Worlds". What a natural. You can just SENSE her stage presence. Watch out American Idol.



Oh yes, and here is the FINISHED cake. A little boxy (because I had to MAKE UP my own recipe for the dumb thing) but functional.



Morgan, I hope that you had a very Happy Birthday. We love you so much and I, personally, am so proud to be your Mom. You are a very strong and fun little girl. Happy Birthday Bug.

Brothers

I love my 2 little boys. Before having kids I wasn't sure how I'd react to a new baby, let alone a BOY.

See...I'm a girl (most days) and I know how us girls think. I know how complicated and hormonal we can be, and I can deal with that. A boy? What if my boy was a crazy-man? What if he threw toys around all day long and didn't know how to be "soft"? And the coup de gras ... How do I potty train a ...

BOY?

All of these fears flew out the window the second I laid my eyes on Crede. He was my SON. To this day Chance teases me about the fact that I am tied around Crede's little finger. I love my 2 little men, and I am so glad that they will be able to grow up together and play trucks and even ... **gulp** hunt with Daddy. (I know Dad appreciates this fact every day of his existence).

Here are my 2 boys playing together.

Superbowl Sunday

I have a small confession. After staying home from church due to Grace having a fever and sleeping the entire 3 hours Chance was gone, we went to our friends house for a Superbowl Extravaganza. We had SO MUCH food and a lot of fun too. We downed childrens Motrin all night long, ate until we were sick, the kids all played together excellently, and we laughed at all those awesome commercials (except for a slim few).

Here's little Gage kickin' it on the floor...his very favorite thing to do.



And Grace. She's growin' too fast these days.



Crede eating his sugar cookie.



Aaand a close up of the "healthy" part of our day. They ARE apples, after all.

Growin' Gage

Gage turns 6 months on Thursday. Happy 6 months little man. If you want to read about him go here. We love you Gage.

Snowmen and their Accessories

Well we finally made a snowman this winter. (And by WE I mean Chance and the girls). I was in my nice, warm, dry house...ran out to take pictures...and ran back in. Does that make me lazy? Perhaps.

Here are Morgan, her friend from across the street, Amy, and Grace. Love the head tilt little girl.
Quick story...Grace loves to eat snow. I also need to state that Grace is NOT a snow-racist. She loves snow from any PLACE and of any COLOR. Thank you Chance for teaching her that it's okay to eat snow. Let's hear it for him, ladies and gentlemen......


Are those BULLETS for the eyes? Why yes! Morgan kept saying, "Mom, he looks mad." I know, Morgan...I know. This is what happens when you scrounge round OUR house for snowmen accessories. I, the Mom, provided the carrot. Thank you, thank you.

Cute Morgan.

Cute Gracie.

Does that snowman have antlers you ask? Why yes it does! Are we the red-neck family in the neighborhood that everyone makes fun of? Why yes we are!

Bendawhat? Bendawho?

Bendaroo's!

Obviously the kids have enjoyed their Christmas present. Chance took some time one afternoon to make some nice glasses for everyone. In addition to glasses, we've had a pretty impressive lion, a frog, and even a stick-man that danced. Prrretty impressive!

what a smart baby.

Grace.


Disregard the degree of chaos in the background. That's just how I roll.