Monthly Archives: February 2010

Saturday February 27, 2010

Someday he will embarrass her.  He will make her mad; tease her until she cries.  And when she comes crying to me, begging me to give him up for adoption, denying that they are at all related~

I will offer up these pictures as proof of a time when she adored him.

 

You always think that you won’t ever forget.  The funny thing they said in the car, the time they…. (fill in the blank).  The way they mispronounce words, the touching conversations you overhear, so many things I want to remember, but I know I won’t.  That is the main reason I have tried to stay faithful about posting on my Xanga site.  It is the most convenient way for me to keep a journal of their childhood.  I write about the things I want to remember.  I’m just trying to keep all of these childhood memories from slipping through my fingers.

This morning was one of those “I want to remember this” type of events.  All three of them were playing nicely in the boys bedroom so I decided to take advantage of the peaceful playing and take a quick shower.  I got out quickly but as I was getting dressed I heard Jude come screaming through the house yelling MOM! MOM!  I soon discovered that he had been stung by a wasp that was buzzing around the window in his bedroom.  I calmed him down, examined the sting, and gave him some ice and Tylenol.  Suddenly I hear Gideon yell “NO LIZA!  Get away!!”  I sprint to the bedroom just in time to see Gideon (arms wrapped around Eliza’s chest), dragging her away from the wasp she was just about to grab.  He dumps her on the ground and stands in between her and the frantic wasp.  “Mom!” he says, “I save Eliza from the bad wasp!”  I must confess; I was pretty much bursting with pride.  We made a big deal out of Gideon’s heroics and a little later as he was sitting on the couch by Jude (who was still trying to milk a little more sympathy out of his injury), he says very seriously, “I sorry Jude.  I should have saved you too!”

I just love that boy!

Tuesday February 23, 2010

The rain will not stop.  We are home today.  Partly because of the rain, and because 3 out of the 6 little ears in our house have infections.  I am very thankful for “pink bubble gum” medicine!

 
The contrast of the bright cheerful daffodils against the gray wet window caught my eye.  So I carried around my camera and took pictures of other bright spots on this dreary February day.


This made me smile!


Rainy days are good for blanket tents.


And picnic lunches in the blanket tents.


A treasure box full of wonderful buttons were dropped off at my house on Sunday, thanks to my sweet sister-in-law who rescued it from the “discard pile”.  I am anxious to start playing with them.

Over the last month I have accumulated some fun new patterns and fabric, so I decided to declare the month of March (drum roll please) … SEWING MONTH!!!  I am smiling as I type this, because I know full well that what I declare and what actually happens are often not the same!

That being said; I am determined to make Eliza’s Birthday dress.  I’ve never tackled anything more complicated than an A-line skirt so I’m a little apprehensive but my mom assures me it is well within my abilities.   We shall see!


More fun fabric!  A purse or maybe a summer skirt?


Products of “staying up too late watching the Olympics”


.:My new favorite clip:.

5:10pm is always a real bright spot in my day…

…and I didn’t take a picture of it but, the meat and gravy that is slow cooking in my oven is smelling so good!

Tonight~ more Olympics and… maybe a small bowl of ice-cream.

Thursday February 11, 2010

The daylight is lasting longer these days.  I like that.

Normally I already have supper in the oven when he gets home, but tonight I decided to wait.  The boys had been playing outside most of the morning but Eliza and I were feeling a little cagey, so I decided an evening walk was what we needed.

 

Daddy came home, I set the table, put the enchiladas in the oven and we all headed out the door.


These are the flowers Jude picked for me 30 seconds into our walk.  I told him I would leave them here (where they would be safe) and get them on the way back.  He made sure to remind me as we returned home


I never get tired of taking walks with them.  It helps me remember how good my life is.  There’s just something about being outside; it takes my mind of the little things that clutter my thoughts.

 
I can’t wait to take this same walk in a few weeks from now.  Is there anything prettier that almond blossom season?


I love orchards in the winter… or pretty much any time of the year.

We came home with pink cheeks, cold fingers, to warm bubbly enchiladas waiting for us… and dessert!


  Diet?  What diet?

                   

                                                                 
Miss Eliza enjoyed her cupcake!

Friday February 5, 2010

We have taken our annual trip to Pajaro Dunes for 5 years now.  It really does feel like a second home to the children.  Four days of playing on the beach, waking up each morning and running to find Grandma and Grandpa, sand, sun, and lots of yummy food.

We usually take one day trip while we stay at the beach, this year we took the kids to the Dennis the Menace park in Monterey. 


This big red rolling slide was a hit.


Eliza liked it too.  The slide is not very comfortable if you weigh more than 40 lbs.


This is what group photos look like.  There is just no possible way to get them to all look at the camera and smile at the same time.  What this photo lacks in presentation it makes up for in authenticity!

Of course the main attraction is always the beach.


She’s not exactly sure what all that is, but she’s headed straight for it!


“Oh wait, a rock!  I must suck on it.”


Uncle Elliot a.k.a “the cool uncle”.


She LOVED the beach.


The only disappointment was that Jared and I didn’t get to build a sand castle this year.


Both of the boys hated the sand when they were babies.  Not this girl!  She dug in it, threw it, pressed her little toes into it, and ate a ton of it!


A bad case of “whale tail”

We always laugh at the kids when “leaving day” finally arrives.  They look so stunned.  They assume that this is their new home, and that life will now and forever consist of playing on the beach, waking up every morning to cousins running through the house, and going on field trips.  We smile and laugh at them, but in our hearts we feel the same way.

Thursday February 4, 2010

Cleaning day at my house is always… stressful, crazy, tiring… did I mention CrAZy!

I can’t change the fact that the house must be cleaned on a regular basis.

I can’t change the fact that I have three young, curious, fast moving, ever-interrupting children.

I can change my attitude.

With that in mind, here are the things I saw as I cleaned the house that made me smile.


Jude~ cleaning the kitchen

Gideon~ being VERY helpful by cleaning his cars.


Cleaning the train table with shaving cream and wet rags.


Jude helped out that day by “fixing” Eliza’s hair.

Hunting for birds from the back window.


What can happen while mommy cleans the bathroom.  Note: the “war paint”


And finally… watching a Donald Duck cartoon!