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I grew up with parents who loved musical theater. I was very lucky to also have parents who would take me to musicals. My first musical was Cats and soon after that was The Phantom of the Opera-a mystery never fully explained....sorry, didn't mean to start quoting it. Anywho - I have loved, loved, LOVED this musical. I am a nerd and know all the music, and when we were living in Texas, and it was my turn to drive, I would pop this CD in and listen to it and picture - the scenes in my head (this was before the movie was made). FYI - my CD was broke in half by Elle when she was 3. sadness. I am also lucky to have seen it with Micheal Crawford. Jealous? I know.

ANYWHO - back to my story thingy - so Phantom, it's coming to Tempe in October and November. HURRAY. I got tickets to go see it with Aaron. I think he's excited. Can't quite tell. The fun thing is that we are going with my parents, my auntie Liz, and my brothers and their dates. It's going to be a fun night, I can tell already.

So whats the point to this story?! Well, when Aaron found out how much dough I spent on these tickets, he assumed it would be our anniversary gifts to each other (12 years in a few weeks - YIKES). I am posting this to tell my sweet wonderful hubby that NO, these are not our anniversary gifts to each other. I'm sorry, you don't get off from getting me a gift. If you need some ideas here they are:

Now, traditionally, the 12th anniversary is Silk and Linen. Blah. Nice thought, but for me, I would rather have my my carpets cleaned. Yep, that's right, I would be a happy content wife if you would call up Scott Dial and get my carpets cleaned. Just the downstairs is fine. If you need another gift idea, I would also be happy with a clean, organized garage. Simple things really. Most women want bling, I want clean.

So thats all. I am now going to go see why my sweet red headed terror of a two year is screaming "MAMA" over and over. Joy.

I think its finally over

First, let me take care of some important business....guess who FINALLY lost a tooth?!?! HURRAY!! By this age Elle had lost 9 teeth already, which has really bummed out Ashlee, but I have to remind her that she only had two teeth until she was 2 years old. Then at that magical age of the terrible twos, she had two weeks of hell when all her teeth came in at once. So, since she got her teeth late, she would loose them late too. Don't stress, the dentist says all things are fine.
SOOO, Ashlee turned 7. When I telling a co-worker about all the things that Ashlee had "planned" for her birthday, my co-worker thought for sure that she was turning 16. Nope, just 7. Ashlee loves to party. She wanted everything. I had to remind her several times that this year she doesn't get a big party, next year she does. (Remember..I'm the mean mom that only lets them have a party every other year, and yep, I'm already saving money for next years party. *sigh* ) When I was asking her what she wanted for her birthday, it was originally the Jonas Brothers Concert. It then turned into having specific gifts, cake, and dinner. Joy. On her actual birthday, I made a Sushi dinner (her request) and we had some brownies. Last night we had a party for her and my dad at my parent's home. My dad's bday is the day after hers. Here are some of the highlights.


The Cake. She wanted Aunt Lizzie to make a 3 layered chocolate cake with pink frosting in the middle, chocolate frosting on the outside, and blue flowers. Aunt Lizzie delivered. Oh my gosh (0r for you texters OMG)...it was sooo yummy. Too yummy. Hence, I'm up in the wee hours of the morning blogging because I can't sleep due to a tummy ache. I just know Abram is going to be gassy and fussy tomorrow.
She also wanted this Bratz (also know as the deformed dolls) hair style thingy. Thanks Granny for getting her it. She also wanted a Barbie type doll called a LivGirl. Yep, got that too.

Okay, so this picture is the funniest part of the night. We put the candles on the cake, began to light them, and Tiffany covered her ears. I guess uncle Stephen has lit one too many fireworks that she assumed that was what we were doing.

I can't get this silly photo to rotate..sorry. Anywho...Miss Ashlee, I hope she had a happy birthday. I never thought that 7 years after having such a wild delivery, I would have a wild child. I love her so much. She has so much personality and such a love for life. She is an amazing helper and a great big sister. I am so happy she is a part of our family.

Okay, I'm off to drink some Sprite and take another tums. Dang Lizzie for making such a yummy cake.

Love Bug

Okay, why the screaming is still fresh in my mind...I'm going to blog about the concert. Where to start? Where to start? As I mentioned earlier I had purchased their CD (insert blood curdling scream) and then I downloaded their songs from earlier albums (I know..I know). Anywho- I loaded these gems of songs to my MP3 player so I could enjoy them while I was work. It wasn't too painful, actually found one song I liked...I know I know. Anywho - with some of their music under my belt, I was able to sing a verse here or there of their songs. So, Tuesday, as I was cleaning the house I would start singing what little I knew and would start dancing. Ashlee would give me this look. The look I use to give my mom. You know the look. The one that says..."Mom, you are an embarrassment, please don't acknowledge you know me". I would ask her what her issue was, and she told me that I was too old to dance and act that way, and that others may see me and I was embarrassing. HA! I then told her I was in our house and know one could see me. She didn't care. I was told to stop. Yeah right...I took the craziness to a whole new level. It was great.

Fast forward to driving to the concert.

They were playing their songs on Radio Disney, and as I was driving I would sing, honk, and dance behind the wheel. Poor Ashlee. She was mortified. I tried to convince her that I wasn't the only mom doing this. All moms do this to their children. I was told that I couldn't act like this at the concert or she would die. Mwaa haa haa...really?! Death?! That's harsh.

Fast forward to the concert.

I knew the first song Paranoid, I began to sing, and I was shot the look. The look of death. The look your mother gave you when you were misbehaving in church. The look of "you are going to be punished to the extreme when we are alone". It was the look that I needed to fold my arms and be good. whatever. I behaved...after all, this was her birthday gift, I needed to be good.

The concert was surprisingly good. It was loud. I mean LOUD. It was a different loud than any other concert I have been to. This concert had a high pitched scream that I'm sure the dogs in Flagstaff could hear. It was a nonstop, high pitched screech that broke the remaining hairs in my eardrum. Here it is 2 days later, and I still feel like there is a cup over my left ear. Insane.

They did sing my favorite song of theirs (okay, favorite as it, most tolerable and cute) it's called Love Bug. Now they made it rain on stage...it was way cool. I can't even describe it. So thanks to the power of You Tube I found a good video of it...you need to get half way into the video to see the rain. It was neat-o.



That's all. I'm off to play mom now.

Busy Busy Busy

We've been busy this summer. Nothing like having a baby the day before school gets out to add chaos!! Here are few pics of what we did. I have tons more to upload, however, blogger is currently being a stinker and not allowing me to upload them...whatever.

Enjoy.

Water party with some friends.

Someone turned two...and acts the part!!

Elle and Aaron went and did a ghost hunt at Monti's La Casa Vieja. Elle was in her element and had a BLAST!!

Little man got blessed...isn't he cute in his tux? Lady's Man!

Kevin Jonas (reminds me of Micky Dolenz of The Monkees)

Spent the evening with Jo Bros and hoards of screaming teenage girls.

Nick and Joe Jonas

All in all, it was a good summer.