This started as a weekly e-mail to keep my out of state family in touch with my kids. It has evolved into a blog for family and friends about my family's trials, tribulations and my various inner monologues...
My favorite quote
"I just wanted to tell you that your kids are the ONLY reason I will have kids when I'm older..." Helen. 7/24/09
(This what I like to call a Lee Press-on Tattoo. It is a pig's head. Who thinks "And for Valentine's Day temporary kid tattoos, let's do a pig's head! Yeah! The kids will LOVE that!"?)
So I called Wyatt Tom Cruise when I walked in and found him struttin' his stuff in his shirt and sox. He did not like being called Tom Cruise. "VAT IS NOT MY NAME".
Noah brought his fam in for a day visit yesterday. The boys went WILD. All day long it was "Is Noah here yet?" "Where is Noah?" "WHEN will he GET here?" When he finally showed up we let the boys run out on the deck where they stood there jumping up and down with excitement. Once Noah was in the house it was non-stop fun. They were running, playing, jumping, eating, eating, eating. I made chocolate chip cookies - and you won't believe this but I made them with a stick and a half of butter. Those were some good cookies, people. MMMMM. Just ask Noah - he managed to create chocolate chip cookie lipstick with his cookie.
To celebrate their 100th day of Kindergarden, the kinders created a 100 page. They each brought in 100 of something (seeds, cut up straws, pennies, cheerios, cotton balls etc.) and they each put together 10 groups of 10 to glue onto their papers. I heard from the teacher that most everything fell off the papers as some of the kids didn't actually use glue. Some things fell off because they didn't use enough glue and then things fell off in the kids' bags just from being jostled around. I opened Jack's bag and found a puddle of cut up straws and a handful of buttons...
John took the gang out for dinner at the Japanese Steak House Sunday night. We made sure to explain to the boys in advance how a man would cook our dinner right at our table and he would make a big fire on the stove. What I think is cute is that Wy was fine with everything until after the guy was done setting the table on fire. A few minutes later is when Wy decided to hole up in my lap with his face buried in my neck until dinner was ready.
I think what was most disturbing to them both is the fact that we had other folks sitting at our table. Strangers to our left and strangers to our right. It did not meet with their approval.
The fellas built a bird feeder - but it is really a squirrel feeder. All this guy needs is a pair of knee high boots and an eye patch and he could be selling bottles of rum. John and the boys looked out the window a few days ago to find 5 squirrels ATTACKING the bird feeder. I think this guy invited his out of town family in for the weekend and hooked them up with the free breakfast buffet...
One of Jack's recent class projects is to create a family heart. The whole family was given the assignment of decorating a large white heart. As you can see, Jack immediately put a huge blue train on it and was about to cover the rest of the available space with trains. I managed to convince him that our whole family life did not revolve around trains and that maybe we should put some other things on there. He didn't quite believe me and wasn't too happy about it but he acquiesced in the end - especially after I found a picture of a cheese pizza with a pepperoni heart pattern...
Jack saw this little guy on the way to school this morning. I stopped and took a picture for him to use as his show and tell today. I just e-mailed it to his teacher and they pulled it up on the computer. Now that's some fancy schmancy show and tell footwork!
Love them where they are, not where you want them to be
My aunts Jeanne & Johanna
Sisters of Mercy
Melanie & Me
July 2008
Jack & Mommy
May 2009 - A Day Out With Thomas
Wy Guy
Wy never met a tunnel he didn't lilke
A Return to Love by Marianne Wiliamson
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
The Singing Fire by Lilian Nattel
"It isn't true that a mother is born with her child. It may happen sometimes by an act of grace, but most often a mother is made as she struggles with her need for sleep and freedom of movement, over and over choosing to hold and feed and wrap a loudly wailing, soft-skinned being that produces marvelously pungent odors."