who dat say dat bout dem tigas!

We just got back home after a long day of traveling. We took millions of photos and even some videos which I will get posted over the weekend. Just wanted to let everybody know we had a really great time. I think this might be the best LSU trip I have ever been on. We hope everybody was able to watch the game because it was one that will never be forgotten. We saw history!

I apologize for my briefness but it will be worth the wait, I promise.

Love,
your proud-to-be-tigers oregonians.

on our way to see the tigers play!

Well, we are headed to the airport tonight. Our plane leaves 10:40pm Portland time and arrives into Nawlins at 7:58am with one stop in Atlanta for about an hour.

We won't be bringing the computer so the posts will not resume until after the big win. We get back to Portland on Wednesday evening.

The Boston clan is already in Nawlins with Mom & Dad and Bryan and his friend will get in on Sunday night. The game is on Monday night, so I expect everybody to be watching and cheering their hearts out! Boo to the Buckeyes!

With that said, there is only one thing left...

GEAUX TIGERS!!!

love,
your tiger-lovin' oregonians.

for your viewing pleasure.

This is one more video, this time of Rick and our nephew Tristan, playing on Christmas Eve. Enjoy!

Love,
your technologically advanced oregonians.

back to work we go.

Well after another 4 day weekend we were back at work today. Rick and I both had a very long day adjusting back to our schedules, only to take 3 more days off next week for the LSU game, so we will have to do it all over again. (I swear I am not complaining!)

I have a preschool curriculum meeting in 2 weeks to plan everything through June. I have started to brainstorm ideas for February. We are learning the letters T, U, V, and W and finishing up the alphabet in March. Every morning we recite our days of the week and months of the year songs, the kids can already say them all in order, but are getting better at deciding what month we are in and what day it is. It is always tougher at the beginning of the month!

I really love my job, if you can't tell. Not only are the kids great and I enjoy teaching, but my company is a very laid-back group of women, which makes going to work a joy.

Rick has also really enjoyed his job. He is looking into getting his business license so maybe he can get the wheel turning on starting his own company, or at least the logistics of it. It is going to take a lot of money that we don't have right now. But God will provide if this is what he is called to do.

We are both very blessed to enjoy the work we are doing! What a difference it makes!

We hope this finds everybody well and happy. We love you all.

Love,
your happily blessed oregonians.

im blog crazy today. 3 post in 1 day.

So I figured out how to post the videos from Christmas, it just takes forever! Here are 2 of my adorable niece Delaney! (There is sound too so turn up your speakers!)

Love, your tech-savvy oregonians.

happy thoughts for a new year.

A little bit out of the ordinary for our posts but as a preschool teacher, this was way too cute not to share. Thought it might provide a smile for the new year.

Love,
your very loved oregonians.

What does love mean?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, 'What does love mean?' The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8

And the final one –

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, 'Nothing, I just helped him cry'

not happy campers.

Happy flippin' new year.

We got to spend the evening outside of our building because some stupid kid set their apartment on fire. Again.

The intense smell of burning plastic circulated our square shaped floor, we had just fixed dinner that we didn't get to eat AND we missed the first quarter of the Sugar Bowl. We are not happy campers.

But we got a free pair of jeans at American Eagle. So I guess thats the way life is.

Love,
your karma-striken oregonians.