Saturday, February 19, 2011

Another Openin'

The Music Man opened last night at the HCPA.
I am a "teen dancer" in the show. (Ha!)
...Except in the big group numbers when I have a husband and 3 children.
One of my "children" just turned four.
You may want to come just to see her.
She is very cute.
She also threw up all over the dressing room two days ago.
Last night, no less than six cast members got sick during the performance. Thankfully they made it outside before tossing any cookies.
Some of the kids went home in the middle of the show.
Please pray that I don't become ill.
And if you come to the show, don't shake hands with any of the cast members.

One more thing. I have an un-official fan club now. I always have kids (and some adults) around me, watching me draw in my book, reading things I've written, asking me about my life, etc. It is a rotating membership, so it's not always the same people surrounding me, but a few of them have admitted to "blog stalking" me. And some of them might actually be stalking me. But one of the coolest members of the un-official Jamie Hixon fan club wants a shout out. So, without further ado: You are awesome Lindsey Goff! Don't ever change. Well, change your clothes and your underwear and everything but, well, you know what I mean.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

La Jour de L'amour

Ok, so we celebrated the holiday over a few days, but still, this is my Valentine's Day post.
Somehow I had a very Twilight Valentines Day. It was so funny. I'm not exactly a Twi-hard, especially with the movies, but my husband gave me these in the morning...
...which cracked me up.
It was nice to discover that the Sweethearts company hasn't bumped up the quality of their product since I was twelve. In fact, most of the Jacob flavored candies are blank or barely printed. The Edward ones are sparkly, but kind of gross.
And then my friend Erin came by and gave me this:

I still don't really know what a "sky bar" is since Asher ate it. Well, I had a nibble. I think there is peanut butter involved.
The funny thing is that she used a Valentine that she found out in the blog world, and that Valentine happened to be created by my friend Jen. Small world.

I gave Dan cupcakes (I unfortunately ate quite a few of them, but I maintained my weight regardless) and yesterday I gave him this present:
On the other side of the card it said "Dan, you make my heart RACE"- so he totally knew what it was before he opened it up. But you probably don't, so I'll tell you. It was the blu-ray edition of Speed Racer. For some reason we both really love this movie.

I'll leave you with a picture of my littlest Valentines playing on my V-day gift from last year, our wonderful piano. I still really love it and use it often. In fact, I just gave a piano lesson on it. Want to know what is happening in this shot? Asher is plunking out notes and singing the Backyardigans theme song at the top of his lungs. Gwen is twisting her tongue and trying to help him out.

Side Note: You know how some cameras frame people's faces while you are taking the picture so that it doesn't get the focus wrong? Well, when I was taking pictures of my Sweethearts candies the camera only recognized Jacob's box had a face on it. ahahhhaha.

Monday, February 7, 2011


Asher is supposed to nap. Asher is supposed to go potty on the toilet.

Asher neither naps NOR goes potty on the toilet. He spends his nap time creating rainbows with the underwear he SHOULD be wearing by now.

Friday, February 4, 2011

My Boy the Artist

Our house is usually a mess, but it is a fun mess.
Asher enjoys both playing with his toys and placing his toys.
Sometimes he even drags furniture around to complete his vision.
He is always thinking of new uses for toys and found objects.
For instance, he raided the pantry to create this "piano."
Sometimes he leaves surprises like this. He likes to match things up.
And a few months back, he learned how to draw some pretty awesome monsters.
He even gets into it with his food.
"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up." - Pablo Picasso