Good Thing It Wasn't COD

Last month, Aaron and I attended a charity auction in Kansas City, and somehow bought stuff we didn't mean to....So the organization shipped it to us today in an unbelievable huge box!



I feel like I owe them a thank you card b/c Wyatt has been playing in it (he's a new puppy that just got shipped to me...I have to act surprised when I open the lid), and when Jenna gets home, it will probably keep them happy for hours.

If you were thinking of getting my kids any toys for Christmas, don't. Just ship an empty box...

Parental Influence

Jenna is home from school today for some holiday, so at lunch, I taught them a few very important lessons they will need someday:

Hey, at least they are eating their fruits and veggies....

wyatt writes and types

Wyatt and I are playing school today. I wrote my name, and he wrote his. He typed this story to tell you all about his day!
Hope you all are having a wonderful day!

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I was forced, against my will to attend the Oklahoma State Game on Saturday. I was accused my my hubby and FIL of not being in the spirit, but my toe nails were painted orange, I promise.

I did, however, drink an adult beverage out of an orange can, and let my kids wear orange. Wyatt saw his shirt with the OSU mascot on it and said, "I hate Pistol Pete." And I laughed but didn't egg him on. I swear.

In the car, Aaron told me I needed to conform and get into the school spirit. (As if) He was trying to get me to say "Go Pokes!" All I could muster was "Go Oklahoma" and "Boomer Pokes", neither of which he appreciated.

Who's scared of a Poke anyway? (I know...who's scared of a Sooner right? We at least we carry shotguns...)

The kids had a lot of fun, and Wyatt won a pair of binoculars from the Verizon booth for doing a "Dance Off" for the crowd. He's pretty fly for a white guy.

I always feel compelled to make lots of jokes at the expense of OSU when I go to their turf. (And it's not often that I'm invited, so I save them up.) I'd like to share with you now, my perennial favorite:

Ahem.

Hey...did you hear they're going to remove the artificial turf and replace it with grass? Turns out the cheerleaders need someplace to graze at halftime....

Ba-dum-Pum.

The Board

Some of you may know that I am involved with the Board of the Junior League of Norman, and a few weeks ago we had a very fun retreat. This is a photo of my Posse that I will be spending the next 9 months with, and I thought you'd like to see them.

I also included a photo of us, hard at work at our retreat...

First Day of School

Rememeber when school used to start in the Fall? I don't think we have any business starting school in August, on any day that ends in "-teenth."

But here we sit:

This year, I forced her to hug me b/c I'm still in therapy about last year (see last year's blog post about first day of school). She did, then found all her friends from last year.

In true Curry spirit, she already got a warning about talking too much to her friends when she was supposed to be learning. (Some of you may remember that, in kindergarten, this unique trait granted her a month in Mrs. Schall's "special desk"....the one right beside the teacher's desk, far from other students.)

I got to chat with her teacher for a long while at back -to-school night b/c we were so late getting there. (Due to much debate over the outfit displayed in the previous post...)

As luck would have it, she and I had some mutual friends in college. She was the high school debate partner of one of my college speech teammates. Guess who will be winning most of the arguments in the classroom this year? :-)

What Goes Around....

It seems like I already had post with that title, but I'm sure there will be many more.

Hey, Mom? Dad? Remember in the 80's when you were so embarrassed about some of the things I wore?

Thought you'd like to see what Wyatt wore to Back To School night...for 1000 of our closest friends and neighbors to see:

At least you can't see his shield, b/c "it's invisible to people."