Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
I sat down three or four days before Christmas and put out all of my supplies on the couch. I roped Max in first - he offered to help without any prompting. Then Ian wandered over and wanted to fold the letters up. Then Sam wanted a job because everyone else was helping. Soon I found Lucy in my lap as she had woken up, and we were all putting our holiday letter together happily. It took a whopping 15 minutes and they were all done. Tom came home right as we were finishing up, and I had him snap a picture. The amazing part is - we send out about 100 letters per year, and usually it takes me a long, LONG time to get them all done. Fifteen minutes and the kids not only enjoyed themselves but also asked who folks were and saw names they recognized and had fun - pretty cool if you ask me. Now to figure out how to get them to do it again next year...
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Them: "Look, we have five fingers."
Me: "But you have five fingers to begin with."
I obviously missed the cool part of this. Then again I'm a girl and I don't get half the stuff they do.
From left to right: Ian, Max, and Sam
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Música de amor..."
Friday, December 19, 2008
Yeah, and Ian discovered this the hard way. While the rest of the world reads about illnesses, he tackles this one head on. Ian has had bouts of coughing on and off for several months, but they always clear up. This time though he was waking at night and nothing we gave him seemed to make a dent. So, off to the doctor we went and she diagnosed him with a mild case in one lung only. Whew! Mild. But still pneumonia. After four days off from school, and three days of antibiotics under his belt (and one good night's sleep!) we sent him back into the trenches. He had a ball. After saying on Day 2 of his "vacation" that he liked being sick because he got to stay home, he said on Day 1 back to school that he really missed school and he actually LIKED to go to school. Whew! Guess those *yawn* boring days at home changed his mind. But Aunt Ray was here for most of his little vacation, so she too got some rest!
Needless to say the antibiotics are starting to kick in and the coughing at night at least has subsided. He's on the mend and will be able to have a Christmas free of hacking, coughing, bag under his eyes, and falling asleep mid-sentence (he really didn't so that but it sure looked like he might a few times).
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Regardless, this "Gamers Kit" contains all the sugar and caffeine (Mad Croc Energy Drink, 80 Hour Energy Spray, Mad Croc Energy Gum, Jack Links Jerky) that you'd need for a good night's worth of butt kicking on the old Nintendo (yeah, I know they don't say but kicking, and I'm fully aware that the Nintendo's aren't called that any more...). I just can't throw myself behind something that encourages folks to stay up all night. I did my share in college (sort of - always tended to fall asleep - reason generally took over at some point), so I'm not saying that you shouldn't stay up all night, but geez, you really shouldn't. And this coming from someone with an infant - someone who is definitely a night owl living in a world of early risers. Anyway, back to this "gotta stay awake so I can play more video game" kit. Some clever person really did a good job of hitting those gamers right where they are vulnerable - instead of candy or toys in the check out lane you see these kids - all nicely packaged and ready to take home. Crazy, crazy thing this is.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Ian: Mommy - Do girl parts tickle like boy parts?
(No comment from me after that - that's WAAAY too much information for my ears. He's almost six and I can't think of ANYTHING that's appropriate at that point.)
And so it all begins.
Monday, December 08, 2008
Friday, December 05, 2008
And the best part is that she left it in and SMILED for me!!!! Can't ask for anything more. Now the boys, well, they never took kindly to the big bows (he he he...or hats for that matter), so I'm holding my breath that Lucy will grow to appreciate them. And yes, I know things have changed and that the styles are much more subtle these days. But if I ever find myself back in Texas with a child with the ability to not only wear a bow but pull it off with style - well, you bet she'll have a bow in her hair!
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Poor Max. He has to use a GIGANTIC dictionary that my mom gave to Tom years ago to do his homework. I swear it weights about 15 pounds. Not a big deal - he's willing to lug it up and down the stairs when he uses it. But having to look up the words in the definition so he can understand what they mean? That's a big much for his third grade brain. Then again some of those words are a bit much. But I'm not complaining - anything to make him stretch and grow - and he's really digging the challenge! But I think this year we're getting him his very own dictionary for Xmas. Seriously - he shouldn't have to pull a muscle (brain or arm) to get his work done!
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
My toes have lost their way - they are terribly lost. My nail polish remover just made it's appearance two days ago, but there's no polish to be found. I have it all stashed away together, but when I was out of town in early October for a bit, and my rooms were flipped, the polish made it's exit. i might have to *gasp* buy more nail polish. I hate to do that because I have, ahem, several bottle of the stuff already, but what's a girl to do? I guess the one good hting here is that it is cold - very cold - and there's no real chance that my poor toes will be exposed. Off to hunt up that box of polish...
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Yes, that really does say feels like 23 degrees. First column time, second air temp, third "feels like temp," etc. So we were out in the cold watching our Noles whoop up on those poor turtles (Maryland has an unfortunate mascot).
And here we are at the beginning of the game. By the end of the game we couldn't feel our fingers enough to snap any pics, and we couldn't get back to the car fast enough. We sat amongst fellow Noles and everyone, including the two not so bright guys who took their shirts off in celebration, had fun. Well, everyone except for all those poor, sad looking Terrapins. Oh well.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Those sure do look like cricket legs to me - and I found this in the basement a few days ago. I guess that our Bunsen has some hunter in him still - the good life hasn't taken all of the cat out of him. And good thing he's cute, because seeing this might just send me over the edge if he wasn't.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Bet that you didn't know that tossing a bean bag into a hole on a board was called Cornhole, and that there's an organization dedicated to maintaining order in the activity, as well as places where you can buy your supplies online. Yikes. Unfortunately the more widely know definition is not a sport that children should be playing, and that's all I'll say about that. Look it up if you aren't aware of that definition, but only if you are up for an adventure. Anyway, the bean bag toss has taken on a whole new meaning - and who knew that I made my kids do this a few years back:
Isn't Ian cute tossing that beanbag into that hole in the board back in 2005? So terribly sorry for bringing it up and subjecting you to a not so wholesome activity (the more commonly used definition if you looked it up - not the game), but that darn t-shirt made me.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Then I tried something new. Sam had really, really long hair and was in need of a haircut. I started cutting with the clippers, trimmed him up, and left the middle part long. There was a mohawk in my son's hair and I did it all by myself. (Yes, I know I sound like I'm three years old, but geez, it was a big accomplishment!)
So here, in all of his glory, is Sam's cool mohawk:
It is tough to photograph a kiddo's crazy hair, but you get the general idea. We let Sam keep his cool do through soccer practice but cut it off before he went to school. Not really sure what the rules are regarding hair styles, and we're not really interested in getting our kindergartener sent home for a hair faux pas. But we are totally set for Crazy Hair Day next year - everyone is ready.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
I definitely appreciate their effort at not destroying our house, and their attempt at getting this not-so-much-their-fault mess all cleaned up. But should I be offended by the note they left?
In case you can't read it, it says:
Daddy, the tolet overflowed twice. There is something worng. Can you fix it?
Did I mention that Daddy happened to be out of town when the boys so lovingly wrote this note? Obviously Daddy is the one in charge of overflowing toilets, so what did I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing, that is, until Tom came home and I pointed out that they boys left him a note. Fortunately he arrived home later on that evening, so we didn't have a sopping mess and broken toilet for long. Love those kids...
Friday, November 07, 2008
And after you are done playing around with this, go take a peek at where my day after the election newspaper went to here.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
P.S. - He didn't actually put the horns up for this picture willingly. I had to beg to take his picture with them up - just like he had them five seconds earlier. And yes, they are football uprights. The boys made them at Home Depot Kids Workshop - pretty cool, huh?