It's beginning to look alot like Christmas...

at the Roebuck house! Kris promised that today would be "Christmas tree day". He even said he would go with me to Garden Ridge! He moaned and cried the entire time, but did live up to his promise. It was even his idea for each of us to go and pick out one "special" ornament (by that he meant the "expensive" $3.99 a piece ornaments)! I always have such a great time decorating the tree. I refuse to have one of those fancy schmancy, matchy matchy, ornament trees (My dad will be so proud!). I have such fond memories as a kid decorating the tree. Finding those special ornaments, that for some reason I just loved, and putting them on the tree. I can't wait for little Elly to have those same memories. Last year my mom and dad had me go through all the ornaments and pick out the ones I wanted for my own tree. I took pictures of just a few of my favorites...

Me putting on my 2008 special ornament. Pink booties...getting ready for our arrival :)


Kris and his 2008 special ornament. A funny little snowball man :)


The tree in all it's glory!


From my first Christmas. I always loved the little baby in the basket!


For some odd reason...this was always a favorite! Who knows...


Every year my Grandma Berry would make ceramic ornaments and put our picture in it. Who is that precious little thing ;)


This one is just for you Caroline! She has been bugging me for the last 2 months to post a picture of my preggo belly. So here it is...FINALLY!
6 Months

Yet another...

blog about my husband and his sleep talking. I'm sorry to announce it has reached a new level.

This morning Kris and I both had to work (yes it is SATURDAY!! YUCK!!). I had a rough night of sleep, tossing, turning and constantly having to use the restroom. So, come 5:00 a.m. I was watching the clock waiting for the alarm to go off at 5:30. I DO NOT like to be awake while Kris is sleeping. In the situation I always feel like I have something I just HAVE to tell him right then! So 5:30 finally rolls around. I get up, let Sam out to pee and just HAVE to tell Kris that an ambulance just drove down the street. He replies with "oh, really" Unenthused and unfazed. I get back in bed and tell him that I think it stopped on our street...Maybe at the TCU girls house or maybe at the old lady's house who always has the quilt show sign in her yard...that would make more sense since she is so old...maybe we should go outside and check it out...what do you think? I'm silenced with "oh my God you need to stop talking!" (and in his best Sampson voice) "Yeah mom shut it!" (back to Kris voice) "It is too early and if you don't stop I'm going to go and get a pen and um..." HUH? (Pause) "I'm still half asleep and I don't even know what that meant!" Yes, friends and family, Kris has started sleep talking while awake. I think we may have a problem!

1 down...

49 to go...until our "dirt nap" as Kris stated the other night at our anniversary dinner. Romantic, I know! Our actual anniversary, Nov. 10th, was spent in the hospital with little old me in unimaginable pain and throwing up until I was completely dehydrated. Romantic , I know! Needless to say, it was not a good night. We decided to postpone the anniversary celebration for Wednesday night. We tried out a neat little Italian restaurant that I have have been wanting to go to. It is an old house in the middle of an actual neighborhood. It was a little pricey but the grilled Bruschetta was to die for! MMMM...makes me hungry just thinking about it! We were so full that we postponed our one year old wedding cake for the following night. Kris was NOT looking forward to this! He is so funny about his food. Whenever he has a stomach ache he swears it was due to the "bad chicken" he got into. He was a good sport and took his one bite that was required of him :) (Surprisingly it tasted really good!)

I always hear people saying "the first year is the hardest!" Well...if that was the hardest I can't wait to see what is to follow!

Hmmm...

I had an odd moment with a neighbor last night that really threw me for a loop. Let me start my story a week prior...Our neighbor, two houses down, stopped by on Halloween to invite us over to sit on the porch for a few drinks. She and the other neighbor (both in the 40's or 50's) do this quite often and it drives Kris crazy. They sit out there ALL NIGHT...drunk, loud and smoking like chimney's. They smoke so much that if you open our front door you can smell the cigarettes! Anyways...we told her thanks for the invite but that I was pregnant and Elly probably wouldn't appreciate that much. She said congrats and went on her way.

So back to last night...I had a knock on the door from the same neighbor looking to borrow a cup of flour. No problem! What are neighbors for right? As she was leaving, she thanked me and as though she were asking me over for dinner says, "If you would like to come over, we are about to burn some grass." I was speechless! Maybe she forgot that I was pregnant? No, because after the first offer, she invited me downtown for the following night but followed that with, "it may not be much fun since you can't drink!" Even if I wasn't pregnant, she doesn't even know me! Oh well...at least I got a blog out of it :)

I'll take bones instead of candy please!

I can feel the eyes rolling as I begin to write this post! Some may see this as animal cruelty...I like to think of it as Halloween spirit :)

As all you parents got your little babies ready for the big night I did just the same. Just because my baby is furry with four legs doesn't mean he can't participate. This year Sampson paid tribute to our good friend the mail lady. She is TERRIFIED of dogs! One day I watched her scream and take off down the street, as though she were running from a blood thirsty tiger, when she spotted our neighbors old yellow lab free roam in the front yard (with our neighbor standing by it's side!). She must have had some kind of horrible dog experience as a child. I also took the liberty of posting Sammy's previous years costumes. He may look humiliated and uncomfortable in the pictures, but trust me, he loves them :)

"That's not my tail it's my stinger!"

"I hear there's a cat stuck in a tree?"