Yikes!

Without going on and on and on...

2009-08-28T13:19:00.006-05:00

Okay, so Bug entered school this past Monday. Full-day Kindgergarten. Without going on and on and on (as I mention in the subject), I will just say it has been tough, we are adjusting and hoping for the best. Now that it is Friday, I am wondering why I wasn't shamed into better behavior (less crying, more laughing), but it is what it is. You probably can't tell, but he had his front tooth aided-out by a swift kick to the mouth the Saturday before school started!

In my new "spare" time with T, we've been having fun singing songs and watching "ues ues" better known to the common man as 'Blues Clues'! Try to ignore my voice and listen to his cute little one! For family, especially check out clip 2 -- it's T saying your names!

Vacation

2009-08-06T04:52:00.005-05:00

Nearly three weeks ago, we made a last minute plan to head to Destin, Florida. If you haven't been and it's close enough, I would recommend it. I DO NOT recommend our choice in hotels, but thankfully the scenery made up for it. The highlight was probably for Paul and Bug -- parasailing. T and I -- enjoyed the beach and a lot of Krispy Kreme donuts (which we sadly do not have here)! We saw dolphins, Bug got stung by a jellyfish, Paul ended up with a pretty messy sunburn, but it's definitely the kind of trip you could make over and over again and never tire of. Try not to notice the now characteristic smudging on the photos --- not only is our camera a bit outdated, but the lens is actually covered with some kind of goop thanks to amateur photographer T!

And Counting

2009-06-26T10:49:00.004-05:00

Paul, That was fast. I wanted to remind you of some of the things we've done since that great day 10 years ago. We've been to countless places including, Virginia, Maryland, North Carolina, Washington, New York, Massachusettes, Connecticut, Korea, Texas, Louisiana, Georgia, Florida, Pennslyania, and Utah. We've completed 10 years of school (you 7, me 3). We've owned 3 homes, moved 6 times (that's a lot of boxes), eaten out A LOT!! Survived one major hurricane, enjoyed the snow, enjoyed no snow, lived by the poolside, and wished the a/c would stop breaking. Owned two used ond one new car. Wished I would stop wrecking the car! We've worked all over the church, in YM, YW, Primary, Nursery, ward clerk, and visited at least five temples. We watched your Dad and my Dad retire from their jobs, had five nieces and nephews born.We've held 2 of the world's most beautiful children all night long, bought bikes, trikes, basketballs, roller blades, skateboards, scooters, dump trucks, and a lot of other stuff. We've worked hard, been tired, made so many bottles, changed diapers, gotten rid of two binkys and one pair of training wheels. We've gained weight, lost weight, run faster than we thought possible, and walked slower that necessary. There's one thing that is certain, through all of this, there's nothing I would take back or change. We're meant for each other and I love you!!!!

Happy Birthday T!

2009-06-17T05:04:00.003-05:00

Bug rode down the playground pole, giving himself the inevitable pole burn...when he didn't get up right away, T ran over and plopped down.

Sitting on the end too far back. This could happen to anyone, but always to T!

A true foodie. T will eat just about anything as long as it has dip, or some kind of filling. At breakfast yesterday, he dipped his pancake in ketchup. He'll try anything once so look out world!

The month of June is filled with a lot of good things, friends & family birthdays, anniversaries, Father's Day and most importantly T's birthday! Today he will be TWO! I know, breathe, it's ridiculous that time has flown by. T is unconcerned about his birthday. I guess we've spent a little less time on the hype than we did with Bug. We'll celebrate by visiting a nearby train depot on Saturday and having cake later on. It's rumored to be a basketball cake as we are combining the many favorites of T. Oh, how we love T! He is a funny boy, with a serious side. It's hard to say exactly what kind of personality he has except that he is 100% boy. He'll destroy anything in his path. If it's on the ground he'll eat it, if it's laying around, he'll play with it or break it, if it's some kind of clever wall border in the preschool, he'll pull it down, and if it's his brother's, he'll take it. And then he'll look at you like YOU are the crazy one! He brings a great deal of joy into our lives and today we wish him a very Happy Birthday.

We LOVE Summer!

2009-06-06T15:49:00.004-05:00

And we spend it all at the pool. Hope you're having as much fun!

Other than that -- a quick reminder to self, lifestyle editing. GET IT DONE!

AND I will be investing in one of those steam mops -- if you have a recommendation, now would be a good time to shout it out!

Cake Making Simplified

2009-05-13T07:57:00.003-05:00

This past weekend, I made a cake for our neighbor's birthday party. She turned four and loves flip flops. It was a pool party, so I found a version of this cake online and recreated it as best I could -- but I have found some great secrets to easy cake making.

1. Buy your frosting at Sams Club -- they have a buttercream frosting that will not melt in the 90 degree heat and humidity. It can be tinted and is "stiff" enough for decorations. It does not have to be refrigerated and this is a really good thing since you'll have 28lbs of it!

2. Buy your 10" cakes at Sams Club - they will sell you eight individual layers for just $13. This doesn't keep you from baking the other layers, but boy, what a time saver and they are especially dense for carving. I don't have a picture, but I also made a Florida cake.

3. Make a batch of simple syrup (sugar and water) that will keep indefinitely in your fridge and brush your cake with it to lock moisture in.

4. Avoid eating all of the left over cake!!!!!hahaha -- impossible for me.

All Done!

2009-05-07T22:02:00.004-05:00

Jen B: Goal - under 2 hours, Finish - 1:29:02.
Betsy: Definitely went swimming in Lake W. TWICE! It was gross, but we didn't get sick, so hopefully that says something.
Sarah: We had a whole training plan and I can pass it on to you -- I'm going to try to e-mail it, but you are already a superstar and the Fort L tri will be EASY BREEZY for a champ like you!
Lindsay: Couldn't and Wouldn't have done it without you!
Lara: You are not off the hook for next year.

You may have noticed a brief absence from the blog and from my commenting elsewhere -- it is mostly because I've spent a good part of the past three and a half months training for or worrying about the CB&I Sprint Triathlon that we completed last Saturday. My friend Lindsay and I put our minds to the task to complete a 500m open water swim, 15 mile bike ride and 5k. We both exceeded our expectations, we made ourselves proud and along the way recognized greatness in friends and family. Some thanks are in order and I tried to write them all down, but seriously there are too many people to thank. I hope these people know who they are. You can see some photos of me looking a bit like a wrestler in a unitard on my sis-in-law's facebook page!

Lindsay said she'd recommend it to anyone -- I second it. Although there were times when I thought I might have underestimated the task, I did something I never thought I could/would and next year you can find me there looking to improve! Visitors welcome --- train and come participate in one of USATs premier Texas Tri's.

Teeth...

2009-03-01T17:51:00.003-06:00

Well, we are officially down one baby tooth! Bug has been mentioning two wiggling teeth for a while now, but fearful that he's too young to really lose a tooth, I just let it slide. Apparently, he's not too young and on Tuesday at his 6-month check up, they told me to "cowboy up" and pull them out using the "twist and pull" method. This is not my style at all so they gave me one reprieve and pulled the first one for me but told me by this coming Tuesday, I must be brave and pull the next (BTW - Bug didn't cry or even flinch). He had his first important visit from the TF (Tooth Fairy) who left a hearty $5 -- because it was all that was in the house . Although he officially picked out some art stuff with his new money, because the Target line was ridiculous, I just ran our purchases together and he instead bought tacos! hahahaha. How's that for "how I spent my tf $$"?

Hair part 3...

2009-02-11T14:22:00.005-06:00

I threw caution to the wind and went for the cut (after all, it's just hair). Since most people won't want to say what they really think, try to vote in the anonymous poll new style/old style. I'd really love the color and still considering it, but since I'm spending more time in the pool and sun, maybe that needs to wait a while. The stylist was v. patient and even told me the picture wouldn't work perfectly because I have a square jaw line (could be that I'm not a supermodel), but that he would leave it a little longer and angle in a little more. Vote in the poll.

If you can't bear the new style, just check out the pic of my Bug with the "blue glue" in his hair. Dries like concrete and supposedly washes out in 1 shampooing...if it doesn't, you'll hear about it!

Old Style

New Style

Hair

2009-02-05T22:08:00.002-06:00

Okay, since my last blog about hair, I've done nothing. I couldn't find a way to commit. That was until thumbing through a magazine, I came across this pic -- I ripped it out (yes, I bought the magazine first), and after seeking multiple opinions, I think this might be my new spring/summer/until the next time look. What do you think? Can I pull it off?

Buggy...

2009-01-19T02:11:00.003-06:00

Okay, I know most of you think he is some sort of deranged boss of our family now, but I should have added that he is a VERY helpful clothes folder and he does a good job of it. Learning how to wash his clothes will obviously be in his future, especially since I can't keep up with the demand!(Also, for some unknown reason, he has only 1 pair of jeans, that he really, really loves!)

On another note, he is turning 5 today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUG! He was even born on Martin Luther King, Jr., day 5 years ago so it's his true birthday. We will be celebrating in the cul de sac with the neighborhood kids and anyone else who wants to come by. I've begged him to let me make his cake and he's been opposed, so we made some cupcakes which will be served with individual sized cups of Blue Bell Ice Cream (and after he went to bed, I started on the cake!)!

Since most of you have no use for the following information, feel free to drop off now, but I thought for his special day, I'd remind him of how he became known as "Bug." When I headed back to work (he was 12 weeks), my awesome Mom left her home in Washington State to watch our baby boy. To help break up their day, we sent them to "The Little Gym." The youngest class is "Funny Bugs" and they would always sing this cute song about being Bugs -- he loved it, it always soothed him, and because he was in the class at just 3 months old, he was in the "Bugs" class for a really long time. So we call him Bug. Although I realize this nickname probably has an expiration date for out in public name calling, he'll always be my favorite Bug.

Some kind of girl...

2009-01-14T10:16:00.003-06:00

Just seconds ago, the following took place.

Bug: Please tell me you've washed my jeans.
Me: No, sorry, I haven't gotten around to it.
Bug: How many times do I have to tell you to wash my jeans? Wash my jeans, wash my jeans, wash my jeans, wash my jeans. I already told you four times.
Me: Okay...(what more can one say?)
Pausing, no additional commentary, and then a break of the silence with the following:
Bug: What are you anyway? Some kind of girl who doesn't wash clothes?
Me: (no verbal response) Thinking: Only in my dreams.

Today's to do list:
Wash Bug's jeans (or face the wrath)!

Complainer in Chief

2009-01-12T20:33:00.002-06:00

That's me. Chief of all things complaint: both worthy and unworthy. If it is meant to be complained about on any level, you'll find me doing it. I don't know why I do this, I feel compelled to be the complainer, mostly to people I care deeply about. For about 30 years, I have moved along assuming that other people are going to be complainy too, but they aren't usually and this is why I bring it to the blog -- I need solutions for this bad, bad, bad habit that are proven effective and work fast, before I lose the few friends I have over all my complaints.

Recommendations

2009-01-04T00:44:00.002-06:00

I'd like to go ahead and wish all a prosperous and happy 2009. I have made no resolutions, except the resolution to make resolutions on time next year! In between now and then, I'd just like a few good books to read. Please pass on recommendations (and you can leave out the Twilight series as I have actually read them). Thanks in advance -- I really do love a good book.

Explain yourself...

2008-12-29T22:35:00.003-06:00

Let me start off by saying this was the big gift of Christmas. I was sort of against it, but it was their Dad's idea and it will probably be the most memorable gift for years to come. Advice: if the kids want the powerwheels - get one.

Okay, I'm moving into controversial territory with this post, but now that the holiday season is gone, I feel like we can chat about it without any criticism and I'm really just looking for other ideas and feedback.

1. Why is important that kids think of Santa at all at Christmas?

2. Do your currently or will you plan to have your kids "believe" in the mystery of Santa, in what form? Stockings? Gifts galore? One gift? Socks and underwear?

3. How do you plan to tell them or did you tell them when they got the idea that the whole Santa & Elf thing wasn't happening?

I loved the idea of Santa -probably until some inappropriately old age (like 11 or 12). Seeing the surprises of Christmas was the highlight of the season and I was not burned or saddened when I found out there was no Santa -- probably because it would have been totally embarassing to admit that I was still going along with the ol' big man in red suit idea. But, for our family, I'm just kind of already over it (I know Lara - I'm such a scrooge right?!!! :)) with it. In practical terms, keeping extra "santa" wrapping paper (we didn't bother to wrap them), wondering if the letter got to the north pole, cookies, yadda, yadda, it's just extra to do. In realistic terms, there are the questions which you cannot answer truthfully but must somehow avoid lying about. For example, our smarter than the average bear 4 year old said the following when I offered to take him to see Santa at the ward christmas party, "Why? Everyone knows it's just a guy in a silly suit." Of course everyone knows. Not to mention that when encouraging the Santa list or whatever, I constantly have to narrow it down because it is absurd for my kids to believe some jolly old fat man will bring them a list full of items. We say one gift, plus a stocking and your best gift comes from your mom and dad who love you most of all. Finally, there's a spiritual aspect, I am seriously not looking for trouble, but doesn't the Santa thing sort of overwhelm the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ? It just feels like it does. My neighbor doesn't do Santa at all - she just told her kids, he's like any other character in a children's book and not real. I think it could be stretched further as a parallel for christian spirit and giving - not to mention the naughty or nice list, but do you think this would doom the children to an unhappy childhood if I pulled the plug on Santa? Thoughts?

Here's what Tim and I looked like after Christmas:

Merry Christmas!

2008-12-24T08:09:00.003-06:00

So, we're the lame-o's who didn't get around to Christmas cards, so for now, please accept our warm (and I mean that literally) wishes for your happiest holidays (even if they're in the cold!) -- the BITTER COLD and you could be down here with folks like us where it will be 77 on Christmas Day!!!! Anyhow, Merry Christmas and Happy 2009! (Is anyone else dumbfounded how we got from Y2K to 2009?)

Christmas...

2008-12-11T13:06:00.003-06:00

Just two weeks away, I have really been enjoying listening to the Christmas music this year. Two songs have really grabbed my attention and I ORDER YOU TO BUY THEM NOW on itunes or whatever music thing you use! Seriously, don't delay. It'll cost you $2. Do it. If you aren't sure, they've both been added to the songlist, so turn up your speakers and listen for a few moments.

1. Mercy Me: Joseph's Lullaby
2. Downhere: How Many Kings

If I'm the last to know these are the greatest additions to the Christmas collection, then it's simply business as usual, if they're new to you and you find yourself loving them, then my work here is done!

Deal Maker...

2008-11-21T06:52:00.004-06:00

Deals are everywhere. Last weekend, my brother and his wife told me about some great deals they're finding, my friend Tracy saved almost half by purchasing a new camera bag online, and I have finally decided to join the revolution (like always, a little late). This is my new purchase, from Brylane Home.

7½ Ft. Pre-Lit Tree with Double Bonus: Wreath & Garland!
Item # 1590-26563-1313$99.99Clearance $69.49 30% Off
7½-ft. faux ever-green tree dazzles with 700 pre-strung white mini lights and 1200 branch tips. Snaps together; stand included. 20'' wreath has 20 lights, 9-ft. garland has 35 lights. UL-Listed.

Use the code BHOFF40 and this tree, plus shipping and handling comes to $69.38!! If you're looking for a tree, plus wreath, plus garland. This is your deal (I think). Probably best not to tell me if otherwise!

BTW - the link will no longer take you to this tree so cross your fingers for me!

For Holly...

2008-11-17T18:59:00.002-06:00

I just found out that this little girl's mom, Holly, passed away on Saturday after years of battling MS and MS-associated complications. Though some of you didn't ever meet Holly, you probably know someone like her and hopefully will forgive my need to say something here (my pseudo online journal).

With all that Holly has endured, she was easily the most optimistic and positive person I have ever met. She moved to the Germantown area as her husband began med school and her young daughter was just old enough to sit in her wheel-chair bound lap. Holly could barely see well enough to read let alone drive, or get around easily, but this never deterred her. She would sing what she knew, she would belt out her testimony from the back of the chapel because the microphone was impossible to get to, she agreed to be the YW president and then LOVED the YW with her whole heart along with each sister who served there. I had the fortune of living around the corner from Holly for a short time -- every so often I did a little something that I thought was "helping." In my busy way, I minimized her suffering and that of her family's needs. Holly would probably forgive me easily for this, but tonight I feel sad that I didn't do more and I am reminded that when you are in the service of your fellow beings, you are truly in the service of your God. This earth will miss Holly, but the Heavens will rejoice for she is a noble daughter of God. Holly truly was an inspiration who made this world a better place to be. Our thoughts and prayers are with Christian, Sarah and their families.

Happy Birthday Mom!

2008-11-14T07:27:00.004-06:00

A few years ago, a baby girl was born. Today, I am so lucky she was! Happy Birthday to the woman of great patience and quiet strength. To those who know her well, she is a woman of many talents and gifts. This year she celebrated her birthday in a fun-tastic way by attending the King Arthur baking course in New Hampshire with her BFF, Gayle. They had loads of fun, visited four states (you could never do that from Texas), and perfected skills at making the following from scratch (read:without mixers or bread machines): croissants, crackers, foccacia, sourdough, pizza, pear tart, apple pie.. I don't have the pictures to prove it, but I can attest that they were all extra delicious and as usual, an inspiring job.

So, of all the wishes for today (and I have a small list), at the top is a big one for my mother & Framma, a HAPPY BIRTHDAY followed by many more!

So much to blog...

2008-11-11T23:40:00.010-06:00

I have a few things that I have meant to get out here, but am too slow or ridiculous to do so. Without further ado, they greet you like a whirlwind without organization.

1. New nephew is here - his adorable picture is on the sidebar and all are happy and healthy!

2. Two weeks ago (around Oct 28th), Bug fell 12 feet into a concrete skate bowl. Luckily for us, he was wearing his helmet and endured only a hefty bruise and gnarly scrape to his elbow. Now he has to endure a 1 year hiatus from the skate park, but can do so in style because he got a new helmet out of the deal. (see pic of old helmet). Kids - wear the helmet!

3. My friends and I have completed our cake decorating course. Here is my final cake. Thanks again to Tracy who is always prepared and is creative director and to Lara who had the idea to join up in the first place! Their cakes were extra amazing so I have chosen not to post them here leaving you proud because you don't have a comparison!

4. T is ridiculously funny and crazy. Here he is dancing with our little friend - make sure to catch the huh-huh laugh at the very end!

Baby on the way!

2008-11-11T13:43:00.003-06:00

Got your attention did I? Well, it is 1:45 CST on Veteran's Day during the stormiest day ever and we are waiting for a phone call from Ben and Melissa. A Baby Boy will arrive sometime this afternoon/evening and we are SUPER excited! Ben and Melissa's move here wasn't and hasn't been as easy as they hoped. But they are good natured souls who add extra flair to just about everything and right now, with them just 2 miles down the street, at the same hospital where T was born, I am so happy that they're here. I can't wait to get my hands on that little fella and welcome him into the world as a Native Texan!

Until then... waiting.

Go Vote!

2008-11-03T22:07:00.003-06:00

If you need a reminder why, here it is.

Happy Halloween!

2008-10-29T22:16:00.003-05:00

Okay, I'm going to brag, this year, we hit halloween costume pay dirt. Our T makes the world's greatest Yoda ever! (Bug is Luke Skywalker - we're not even Star Wars fans, but how can you pass up a Yoda like this?) Your kids may be cute, but there's no Yoda, like this Yoda. So have fun and "use the force" will ya?

A friend worked hard to help us get a smiling picture f T, but we finally decided that as long as T isn't trying to get away or crying, it counts as a smile. Plus, in the case of Yoda, it totally works for him!

Photo courtesy of Tracy!

A sophisticated thought...

2008-10-20T13:41:00.003-05:00

While I was out at cake class on Saturday, the boys were deciding what to do with their time. Paul told Bug, "maybe we should wait for Mom to get home" to which Bug responded: "Are you a kid or an adult? Because you're acting like a kid who needs to get permission from his mommy.

Bible Talk

2008-10-15T21:46:00.002-05:00

Okay, first things first. If you missed the pictures of my funny faced T, look down one entry.

To the matter at hand- watch out, I'm going churchy on you: I am reading the New Testament -- last night I came across the most beautiful chapter in the New Testament (feel free to disagree) in Romans, Chapter 5 (those working the KJV, it's on page 1422). Tell me it isn't amazing.

On a similar subject, I found my cousin blogging. He writes, "There is at least this thing I can think of that we cannot yet begin to practice. This thing which God does so perfectly and so completely and we fail so miserably at. Forgiveness. We speak about it. We only understand a small part of it. It is the biggest thing that sets us apart. God's capacity to forgive is so beyond our human ability that we cannot comprehend it. But when we do… When we do, we will begin to see the world and universe the way God does." He adds, "I heard someone say on the radio the other day that a good marriage is the union of two great forgivers."

I know my pride is what keeps me from forgiving and my stupidity keeps me in trouble, is it the same for most of us or otherwise? -- Not to insinuate that any of you are prideful or stupid, just kind of generalizing. I wish I could say the page was turned, but it probably isn't yet, definitely something to work toward. Thoughts on other possibly incredible NT passages?

On A Rainy Day...

2008-10-15T12:51:00.001-05:00

So, it's a pretty rainy day - the kind that keeps most folks inside, but not our two! They just can't help but love some hard pounding, serious sized drops of rain! Anyhow, I snapped these really quick because it shows one of the many reasons we love T --that face is seriously silly (and perhaps a little crazy!)!!! Hope your day is as sunny as ours feels.

Who couldn't love a face like this?

2008-10-09T07:47:00.006-05:00

It's the face of my favorite person in the whole wide world and the face of someone celebrating a birthday today! Having known him almost half of his life span, and most certainly through his best years (pat myself on the back), it is with great pride that I publicly wish him a very Happy Birthday!

To Paul, as always, it is my pleasure and privilege to grow with you -- since we're both sort of "older" now, I left that part out! I love you.

ps - keep watching, the hair thing isn't over yet!

Save this hair from itself...

2008-10-02T13:26:00.000-05:00

If a list were to surface containing 10 things I'll never hear, one of them would be: "you have great/fabulous/amazing/awesome/neat/stylish hair." I needn't go on about its texture, color, appearance or length except to say in addition to being the hair runt in my family, I am also not a style maven of anything hair (or fashion, but this blog is about hair). During the Hurricane Ike associated power outage, numerous moms apologized for their "Ike look" having been reduced to ponytails or other easy up hair that did not require the use of a "tool." For me, it was "business as usual," my hair didn't even know there was a hurricane! This picture was taken just minutes ago. FYI - it's after lunch, I've been to the preschool twice, to the park, you get the idea. I need change. Taking suggestions. But -- you must suggest something that can be done with minimal upkeep and does not look like the mobs of women in my ward with the concave bob (it's v. cute & stylish, I'm just too behind the times to get it). So, this could be your chance to start the next hair trend by making me over...come on I know someone out there has an idea! Nothing is off limits - if your suggestion works out, good hair karma will follow! Save The Hair!

As a p.s. to my hair, a v. special no thanks to the"baby hair" that shows up AFTER you give birth at the crown of your forehead and apparently takes one hundred years to grow in.

Seriously, the Cub Scouts are calling...

2008-09-29T01:01:00.010-05:00

but I can't help myself -- I really need to write a blog. I don't have all of the pictures I need to do this post justice, but here are a few. This past week, I turned...duh-duh-duh....30! Hello my fellow "advanced age" Americans! Though nearly thwarted by a last minute Gal Bladder attack (nice try Merrilee!!) and a ravaging Hurricane Ike (see pic of neighbor's front yard - after a huge bit of the tree had already been removed),

I made a weekend trip to Seattle/Tacoma (Steilacoom) Washington to reminisce over 15 years of friendship with my oldest friend, Merrilee (coincidentally born just 3 days after me -happy days girl!), and hosted by her parents. I LOVE THESE PEOPE! They have again treated me to the ultimate expierence and we feasted on good friends, good food, and great memories! I cannot thank them enough and hope that one day my own children will recognize their influence on my life. If that wasn't enough (I know some of you are thinking 'away for the weekend without the kids' would be enough!!!), they invited other people I have loved dearly! It was such a pleasure to see the growing Feller, Robinson, Westbrook, McArthur, Arnett, and Jacobs families! They hitched their wagons all the way to the Feller's for an afternoon BBQ -- I didn't get a chance to see and hear all that they're doing, but trust me, you can all expect amazing things from these families and these women! They are some of the most noble and excellent people I have ever met. I regard them highly and will remember them forever! Until we meet again.

Of course I am completely missing pictures of all of the other people who make my life so worth living! So, to Tracy, who watched my kids and made it all possible, you are a genius woman! Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

To Melissa for driving to the airport not once, but twice, thank you! We'll get our act together eventually.

To the well-wishers: you people are awesome! How is it that I know so many good souls? I am unworthy of your excellent friendship, and companionship, but I am happy to keep trying! Thank you for your continued friendship. Don't know what I would do without you.

Last, often, but never least, to Paul -- who "endured" the weekend without me and air conditioning! What a trooper! You are the love of my life!

Let Them Be Little

2008-09-06T13:43:00.001-05:00

On Thursday, September 4th, I sent my Bug to preschool. He's just going for half-days on Tuesday & Thursdays, but it gave me great pause to think about how fast he's grown. I DID NOT CRY because he was so excited and with T on my hip, it's hard to cry about anything except getting out of there before he rips down the pictures on the bulletin board. Anyhow, I staved off the emotion until I got home and started looking through pictures and although my ineptitude has kept me from publishing it before now, here is the result. I hope he'll enjoy a quick look back at 4.5 glorious years with many more to come and remember a few thoughts as he gets on his way.

1. Always remember you are loved...A LOT!
2. You CAN do and have it all!
3. "You're As Big As You Feel." (Stuart Little)
4. Look for the rainbow - sometimes it is behind you.
5. You can have all of the friends in the world, but you only have 1 brother.
6. Ring the bell!
7. Enjoy it now.

Absent...

2008-09-02T09:21:00.003-05:00

Alas, amid numerous computer issues and other fun, the hiatus known officially as "summer" is closing. We are getting Bug ready for his first day of preschool on Thursday and looking forward to a great "fall and spring" which Houston doesn't actually have. In the meantime, here are a couple of photos. T is really a funny character - but you'd never known from his expressions and that crazy tongue. He is uber uncoooperative at things like pictures so during our sitting, we took a grand total of 7 pics and just hoped for the best. I think next time we'll just let our friend Tracy test out her excellent skills!

When it rains...

2008-07-07T06:32:00.002-05:00

Okay, so I've had a triple threat weekend and I'm here to rant about it.

1. On Saturday, our little family piled into the car for an evening at Red Robin. Where Paul's debit card was DECLINED -- hoping it was the magnetic strip, we called to find out his card had been compromised and therefore Chase Bank security put a hold on use. I'm thankful they were right there to handle it -- especially since some goof had already charged over $400 worth of shopping spree in Michigan.

2. I got home to call my brother - wondering if they could have been targets too from our boat trip on Lake Conroe and found my cell phone wet -- just laying on the counter, wet. Hmmm. No takers on the blame, cell phone is totally on the fritz, phone numbers appear to be lost, but keep hope. I do have a temporary replacement (thanks Dad).

3. After our normal routine of heading to Grandma & Grandpa's after church - where the kids and I mooch off dinner and are entertained by the Wii, I took the kids home to discover the A/C is out. That's right people. There's no enjoying a Houston summer until you've done it in your house without A/C. The upstairs was 86 degrees last night at 9 p.m. So everyone's sleeping naked. Just kidding, but pretty darn close and hoping for great resolve from our Home Owner's Warranty -- please let it be a covered expense.

Wish us luck - not much more can go wrong.

On a bright note, Paul fortuitously has today off!

Happy 4th of July

2008-07-04T09:23:00.002-05:00

Happy 4th everyone. Hoping you're enjoying a great day, workfree, with your loved ones. This is my FAVORITE holiday -- though I still don't do much decorating, it is the one day that makes loads of sense to me and we commemorated last night by going to the HSOs "Star Spangled Pops" concert and continuing festivities today with swimming & bbq up at Grandpa Steve's! Have a great one!

p.s. thanks to all who commented on the "ode" but failed to mention my isle-aisle mishap!

Vote for Bug!!!

2008-06-23T20:46:00.001-05:00

Anyone, everyone, here's your chance, show your support - go vote for Bug.

http://www.parents.com/app/sharemy/photoDetails.jsp?photoId=214501711

Photos were taken by our great friend, Tracy - they are undoctored and capture Bug's baby blues perfectly! Contest ends tomorrow, so get in there and vote now!

Inflatable Toys: An Ode

2008-06-18T13:04:00.004-05:00

Having rekindled my affection for Dr. Seuss (the only true poet the world has ever known), I give you my "Ode To Inflatable Toys."

Oh you inflatable, not so biodegradable toys
The bane of my existence and love of my boys

Why do you taunt me with color and style
As we try to pass by at the end of the aisle?

You call me in rings, balls, pools, and moon bounce,
Floats of all shapes for our children to pounce

Yet oft I forget all the trouble and toil
Nary a plan of “quick fun” you’ve not spoiled.

Your nozzles and holes that need endless air
My lungs, a small pump, and a dryer for hair.

Lightheaded, dizzy, simply a flake.
The children are asking, “how long can this take?”

I press my lips firmly against vinyl flesh
And for one small moment our destinies mesh

But this courtship is short, for it simply must be,
My head and ears ringing, my eyes gone blurry.

You cruel, manufactured, filled heap of junk
I think as I close you up tight in the trunk.

Until the next time we meet we’ll not speak,
You giant inflatable toy with a leak.

Happy Birthday T!

2008-06-16T23:24:00.001-05:00

This is T's official birthday pic. Enjoy. No post.

Coming soon: Ode To Inflatable Toys...

Holiday Delivery

2008-06-15T22:04:00.005-05:00

This is just a selfish post, because I can't stop myself. BOTH of my children were born on "holidays" so neither of those days can pass; even when their "birthday" no longer falls on them, without a "did you know my son was born..." comment. So here it goes. Bug made his entry on Martin Luther King Day. A year ago today, our little T arrived weighing 4lbs, 7oz and a whopping 18.5 inches, T was whisked away to spend some time with the lovely nurses of the NICU, but came home with us just 6 days later (weighing only 3 lbs, 11oz), but full of life!

That day will not only be forever ingrained because it was Father's Day, but because of all the...intermediaries that acted on the Lord's behalf to deliver our healthy son to us. Just after arriving in Houston, I went to see an OB, I kept thinking -- this guy just isn't right for me (imagine JR Ewing), but I was already so far along that I pushed thoughts of switching out of my mind. Unsetteled about complications that were being brushed off, I finally made the switch and on Wednesday, June 13, I had the first appt. of the day with my new OB. Of course, it wasn't that easy, the Dr. was detained in emergency surgery at the hospital -- I told the nurse after an hour of waiting that we should just go home, but she begged me (and Bug) to stay until the Dr could see me. Another hour plus later, the Dr. confirmed what I had been feeling all along, that something wasn't right. A quick sono diagnosed T as "small for gestational age" - at 35 weeks, T was measuring below 31 weeks. We made arrangements to meet the next Monday for more testing, but of course, the next Monday never came. By Sunday morning we had called our dear friends to watch Bug and by 12 or so that afternoon, we had T. Something so silly as changing the dr, that I'd postponed for fear of looking stupid, turned out to be so important. The Lord watches out and over us. When Paul asked the neonatologist how or why this would happen, he told Paul that sometimes it's God's way of saving a life - the baby's condition deteriorates the longer they go in the pregnancy without important nutrients etc, but by arriving early, he can be cared for. It's true and I know it. There's great peace in having something like this happen. It's such an overwhelming outpouring of God's love for me that it cannot be denied, even in my darkest of hours.

On that Father's Day, our special friends cancelled a well planned trip and sent their Dad to the airport to pick up my mom. They put together a crib and brought a happy Bug back to us all on their Father's Day. Long after T is grown -- this story of their love for us will be told as a tribute to Christ loving people everywhere.

At the 1 year mark, T has 7 teeth (5 of which arrived just a month ago). Some hair. He sort of sleeps through the night (waking up about the same time every night to insist on moving from his crib to our bed). He walks -- and is getting better every day. He has a joyful spirit with a hearty tinge of downright stubborness! We love him dearly even though he thought the cake was not impressive. Bottom line, I'm just thankful. Every Father's Day will feel like this and remind me that the real meaning of life is Families Forever!

Bumpers...

2008-06-09T16:21:00.003-05:00

So, back in the day I had the reputation for being a...not bad, but not so cautious driver. With my limited radius of driving these days, I can assertively say until Saturday night, that I had at least 16 months without a scratch (make that additional scratch). Late Saturday I decided that I MUST go to the H.E.B. for their $.79/lb grapes (how could I not go?). I was going to take Paul's car, but then I accidentally woke up Baby T who has been in a foul state of mind (lasting longer than normal mood swing) and decided to take him too - the result? As I pulled out of the garage, I landed on the grass, tried to correct and "rubbed" my front bumper against Paul's rear bumper. Normally this would not even warrant a mention, but my bumper ripped completely off the front of my car (why didn't I take a picture?). Superficial scratches on Paul's bumper were wiped away, but not my bumper...the whole thing ripped off like a looseleaf sheet of notebook paper torn from the safety of the three-ring binder. Has this happened to anyone else? I had to get a ride home from church (thanks again Tracy) and own up to a major boo-boo, to Bug (and the husband). It has now been repaired and although some might have thought a new bumper was in my future, they were able to slap that baby back on for only $72. I still have no grapes or tomatoes for that matter(shouldn't someone blog about this tomato-less society we're now forced to endure?).

Does Jesus look weird?

2008-06-06T15:09:00.004-05:00

Bug proposed this question while getting ready for bed last night. I immediately donned the "stunned mullet" facial expression, a million thoughts go through my head beginning with is my four year old expressing disbelief in the Savior of All Mankind? Before I got wrapped up completely, I paused and asked the ever important question (to young and old alike), "what do you mean?". His response...

"You know, that he's always wearing a dress."

YES! That would definitely seem weird to a four year old boy! He knows! and I left it at that, until I told his Dad who immediately chastised me for not correcting him and immediately launched into a discussion explaining that it isn't a "dress", it's a "robe."

Just what have you been doing?

2008-06-04T16:44:00.003-05:00

Well, among the many things you may be busy with this season of summer, we had the good fortune of having friends from far away come visit. Here's a little photo montage and a quick explanation.

Last week, my oldest friend, Merrilee flew into Killeen, TX for some work obligations. I happily packed up the kids to visit and along the way got a chance to take the first old MD crew peek at Kate McArthur and her darling sister, Addyson as they busily packed up their house to head for some greener pastures (anything is greener than Killeen)!!! Such a great family and we wish them well!

We met with Merrilee and drove straight to Austin to see the bats...yes, bats. "According to legend" (hahahha), the largest urban population of bats in North America reside under the Congress Ave bridge where they depart every evening around dusk in search of their food. If you visit me in H-town, I'll happily take you to visit there too. We also took a tour of the Texas State Capitol and a quick glimpse at the sprawling UT-Austin campus before heading onto Brenham for a fine tour of the Blue Bell factory (that's ice cream for those of you who may not have the luxury of Blue Bell), and samples of some delicious flavors. In case you wanted to know, it takes milk from 50,000 cows to make one days production of ice cream.

Upon our return, we met with another old friend, Jenn and her husband Ryan who drove down from Dallas. We had an 'adults only' dessert party at the Cheesecake Factory (starting to think this is an overpriced and underwhelming restaurant) and we enjoyed their company immensely! We spent Saturday at the Johnson Space Center (on the day of a launch BTW), and then to Kemah Bay/Boardwalk where it was mighty hot. I feel like that country singer, "bring on the rain..."! Jenn and Ryan had to take off for Dallas, but Merrilee and I were able to squeeze in one final Texas Town stop to "Remember the Alamo, according to legend" and drink some Riverwalk water. Yuck! We are sad they all had to return to their real lives and couldn't stay forever, but they are always welcome as are you fine readers & friends!

Too Easy

2008-05-20T17:22:00.005-05:00

Today my Father-in-Law observed a day in the life... not really even a day, just a couple of hours, but including a public vomit by the 4 year old and fit by the 11 month old. Since I managed to retain my diginity and decency in both situations, he remarked how vast the job of the Mom is. Indeed janitor - jailer while we grin and bear it and and the only reason why it works...their faces just make it too easy to do anything otherwise.

p.s. double click the photo of T if you are having trouble imagining that he actually does have hair.

First Steps

2008-05-19T13:48:00.002-05:00

It's official...there have been some other attempts, but these are the first four in a row! Bug and T chose Sundays to make their move, so we had the camera handy! Tim is just a day over 11 months and we consider this a major milestone considering his start in life! Yay for Tim and hooray for our camera man Bug.

Tagged...

2008-05-14T00:48:00.002-05:00

Have you been "tagged"? If not and you're reading this, consider it done and begin by cutting and pasting my blog into your own "New Post", delete my answers and fill in your own. Officially the game goes like this:

1. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end, the player tags others and posts their names. Then goes to their blog and posts them a comment to let them know they've been tagged and asks them to read your blog to find out the details.

1. What I was doing 10 years ago: Almost exactly what I'm doing now, recovering from a major illness this time surgery, then: mono. Go to my friend Merrilee's blog to read just a shade more about how Rexburg gave me and others the dreaded disease.

2. Five things on my to-do list today: My to-do list is so boring. Play with the kids, gargle, find a swimsuit, do something with the cute tomato plants, and laundry.

3. If I were a billionaire I would: have loads of fun (and lobby to end tonsillectomies for adults). I'm sure some important financial stuff and philanthropic donations, but definitely lots of fun!

4. Bad habit: There are many, but for the sake of brevity, late night t.v.!!!

5. Five places I've lived: Texas, MD/VA, Washington, New York, Georgia

6. Five jobs I've had: lifeguard, nanny, admin, analyst (I like Merrilee's definition: WDC title for girl who does whatever she's told!), and the crowning achievement - mediocre mom desperately trying to raise good boys.

That's it. If you've read it, you should post about it. I'll be checking around.

One week and counting...

2008-05-09T08:51:00.002-05:00

In case you feel like reading an update on my condition, I am one week and a day without food and counting. (That's right and no you don't lose as much weight as you would hope). I had my first bite of ice cream yesterday, I've been to the ER once because I was so hyped up and dehydrated that I literally needed to be put down (thank heaven's for morphine and not so thankful for dehydrated veins and the pokey nurse). The genius dr told me yesterday, "well of course someone of your (and I quote) advanced age is going to have some trouble. It can take 3-4 weeks to heal." You've GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! Don't you think that would have been helpful information BEFORE you took them out and gave me the paper encouraging me to have a first week's diet of macaroni & cheese and ice cream -- which of course is absurd since I spent the first three days barely able to swallow WATER!!!!! We are still living at my parent's house because I can't take care of myself and the kids (isn't that an outrage that Dr's actually think it's okay to do this kind of surgery?) and consume 1 TBSP of hydrocodone every 4-6 hours. I'm thinking that by Sunday we might wander back to our own home if I can tolerate the pain on tylenol alone. (Lynn, I may try the honey). Hopefully this is the last medical update you'll have to hear about - except the one where I'm asking what my first FABULOUS meal should be (trust me - everything looks delicious at this point)!

I want my tonsils back!

2008-05-02T20:59:00.002-05:00

Okay, In the same week, as only a self-loathing goof could do, I scheduled Tim's tubes, an unscheduled visit for some dermabond to the eyebrow after he fell into the Entertainment Center, and my own tonsillectomy. Now, nearly 12 hours later, all I can say is...I WANT MY TONSILS BACK! The glory of the ice cream/soft foods diet is not even realized as I'm still so sore that drinking water is a challenge. If you have any info (even non-expert) info, please share. I'm HATING the hydrocodone they gave me, but the Tylenol sore throat just isn't powerful enough. Some stupid lollipop (tetracaine?) made my whole mouth EXCEPT the painful swallowing part, numb. I HATE THE ENT (no offense Lynn) and also the anesthetist (no offense Matt & Jen) and the internet which misled me into believing it would be alright.

In other news: Merrilee, shout out to you as you begin your super 40 mile walk for the cure this weekend! We're with you in heart.

A thought on experts...

2008-04-30T23:09:00.003-05:00

I just want to mention a few thoughts on experts. I need more in my family and I'm not talking about the educated, well-rounded types, like my goodly parents and brothers, who will do and try anything to help us out and do a great job. (Matt, read on, you're in this later). At any rate, I in no way mean to disrespect or discourage those people from helping me but I am wondering about the kind who get paid to be experts including, but not limited to the following:

1. Child has unusual ____ (fill in the blank)
2. Air Conditioning, heating, plumbing not working...
3. Car not starting (even when it's because the husband has left me and his oldest child stranded at church with HIS car that has NO GAS!!!!)
4. House needs painting, repairing, cleaning, organizing, cleaning (did I already say that once?)
5. Car salesman
6. Attorney who reads the fine print (don't be confused -- I know you're thinking I should have one of these, but the operative issue here is "reads the fine print"!) If you ever need a "get out of jail free" card, then you might have a friend in us.
7. Owner of something large to haul a variety of things, including the 700 bags of leaves still in my back yard - which as of right now are not actually in bags!
8. Did someone mention computer genius? (there is one of these in my extended family, but he's probably too intellectually superior to be on my rapid dial for the 1 D 10 T type issues I have. (Hey, the computer is dying, can anyone save my pictures? Later on at the GeekSquad: of course we can, for a small fee...
9. Hair/Makeup artist or plastic surgeon!
10. Fashion diva and personal shopper/trainer/amazing motivator/drill sergeant

Seriously, is it too much to ask for Christian and Benjamin to change course now so they can either become a mechanic, doctor, or a/c, heating/plumbing technician? I bet there's a ton of money in it and I could possibly be convinced to help pay for the schooling! Plus I know an attorney who could help them incorporate. For the rest of you, please include your expertise in your comment so I can put you on "the list"! I don't have an expertise, but if I make up the list of experts, then I'll have "the list" and be indispensable.

I did use the gifts and skills of one such expert this past Monday as I consulted the ever-funny cousin Matt who is a Nurse Anesthetist, on vacation, and still took my call (your wife is such a good woman!) Purpose of consult was the placement of ear tubes in 10 month old T. Matt gave out expert advice and warned me about his likely reaction to the gas which was indeed V. BAD (screaming, writhing in discomfort and upset for about 30 min), but I am here to report that we are all better for it. After having chronic ear infections since Nov 07, 3 perforations since Jan, and including ANOTHER ear infection when they placed the tubes yesterday, T seems to be a new boy (read: louder). How is that possible? Well, now that the fluid is gone (leaking out slowly-ugh!) he can hear himself and thinks he sounds great(like any F-berry!)!

I'm late...

2008-04-15T22:01:00.002-05:00

I knew that could get your attention! I mean late to trends...for example, I'm sort of a walking fashion victim simply because by the time I figure out that there IS a trend, I'm behind it. If there is a hot new show to watch, (24), I catch it starting in season 3. In this particular case I refer to a literary craze, sweeping (AKA SWEPT) the nation. I have been advised on many occasions to read this...series about vampires and werewolves and I have avoided it because you know I'm just not into the Lord of The Rings stuff, heck, I can't even stand Star Wars...yet, this past week as I found myself the weeklong nannymom of 6 boys (that includes my 2 and ranged from 10 mos - 16), I somehow found the time to rip up 1000 pages of Edward and Isabella...that's right. I've done it. I'll finish the last book by weekend. I'm sorry for any wisecracks, finger pointing, or otherwise foolish mockery. I realize now you were only trying to better my world. Consider it done, just late!

She had it comin'

2008-04-04T10:14:00.004-05:00

Okay, through some reverse psychology and persuasion, I will continue to blog, but for no reason other than allowing me to pay generous tribute to the beautiful children we have in our home AND to rant occasionally about all things wrong with the world. So on that note, you may decide to quit reading now, or go on to find out why "she had it comin'." The "she" here is me. Most of you will think I probably have most of what I get "comin'" so carry on, but in this case, I want to throw out there that Bug never required us to do any real "baby proofing" -- this is because he never bothered with things like cabinets, electrical outlets, did not pose unknown risk to himself or others with his expeditionary skills...so I have been completely thrown for a loop by T who will put ANYTHING in his mouth (except babyfood), attempt to unplug ANYTHING from an outlet, shake anything vigorously, and go off any ledge HEAD FIRST. Has he no fear? Were you one of these children? Tell me how your parents got control. I have plugged most of the outlets and now he's trying to pry them off too --- there's simply no stopping him. We tried utilizing the firm "No" to which he smiles a knowning smile like "go ahead morons, just try to stop me." I'm willing, but HOW?

For proof, here's just one of many things T put in his mouth...

Dark...

2008-03-11T13:44:00.006-05:00

Some notes in no particular order so I don't have to go add them to comments on your blogs.

Grandma Dorothy - Happy 80th Birthday!

Chris & Tennille - Good luck with baby girl O arriving tomorrow (maybe tonight?)!

Ben & Missy - Can't wait to make TXNs out of you -- get here fast!

Laura - You'll always be my favorite Aunt!

Matt & Melissa - Good luck with the move to UT even if you are abandoning the Lone Star State!

Wes & Andrea - Hope you're enjoying every minute with Baby D.

Merrilee - Keep up the awesome work for your walk! We love seeing you make the world a better place!

Jenn & Ryan Patrick - MOVE TO H-TOWN! We don't get snow here!!!!

Kellie P - Love the blog you've put up and I'm even voting on your family reunion plans!!

Lynn & Westbrook Bunch - WA or BUST! Let me know if you need the world's greatest piano teacher ever (Merrilee's Mom)!!!!

Jen & Belnap Bunch - CA or BUST! So happy for you to return to the land you love.

Lacey & Fam - Glad to see you online every now and again remembering silly things from RC days gone by.

Simplicity Rules...

2008-03-05T08:34:00.002-06:00

So with my failures in sharing time this week, and whatever else, I've decided to keep this blog simple. Write your thoughts on the following...

Time: Too much, not enough, always wasted, flying by, who needs it, etc.

Enough...

2008-02-12T09:25:00.000-06:00

I thought I'd put up some new pictures to show what's happening these days.

1. T finally picked up two teeth and we're pretty sure the blue eyes will stay.

2. Look closely on Bug's plate...that's ranch dressing...we asked him "do you think you have enough?" Nonchalantly he replied, "yep." Well thank goodness because I'd hate for Hillshire Farms to have to pump out an extra 22 gallons of Ranch Dressing just for him.

3. Paul and I celebrated the anniversary of our first date 12 years ago -- that seems goofy, but it's so close to V-day that we celebrate it instead. Additionally, we did so in style, without the little people along for the first time since Paul was born. Thanks gma & gpa. We went to Brio, Tuscan Grill (known to the 411 operator as the Tucson grill -- subtle, but important difference). If you have one in your neighborhood, I recommend the chocolate biscotti dessert and the mini-cheesecake, honestly, can you ever go wrong with mini cheesecake?

Write up what you're doing with chocolate this week!
Finally, enjoying beautiful weather an I hope you are too, wherever you are, even if it isn't in Texas! :)

My final plea...

2008-02-05T18:16:00.000-06:00

Having spent the better part of the day trying to desperately persuade my Aunt and Cousin to move here, I'm issuing my final plea for them (and all readers) to take it under serious consideration for the following reasons:

1. With a certain loved one in town on business so frequently, you'll have a much greater chance of actually witnessing the ingestion of a "large slurpee"!
2. You know you love Brianna's "poppy seed" salad dressing, so stop kidding yourself and come to the land where it's made (that's right folks, check the bottle, Go Texan)! Also home to Blue Bell Ice Cream.
3. Did I mention that we ate dinner outside last night?
4. 14 fabulous pools open in under 3 months for a long summer spent by the pool, possibly with slurpees.
5. I need a lot of help removing pinestraw from my yard and could use the extra set of hands!
6. Lively discussions and retelling of old stories is always funnier in the flesh (that means in person, not naked, although I'm sure that's also very funny/scary).
7. Central Time...if you haven't heard of this marvel, watch all your favorite programs one hour earlier and be awake when the paid programming comes on cable.
8. Houston Livestock & Rodeo Show!

That's it, I'm ending it with those eight reasons. I have already memorialized for your benefit the marvels of living here in previous posts. WHAT MORE CAN YOU POSSIBLY NEED TO AGREE? I demand a response. If not here, what's so great about your neighborhood? Don't make me break out the reverse psychology...

Spare Me...

2008-01-24T01:27:00.000-06:00

I just want to send a loud, proud, shout-out to my fabulous husband (who doesn't even really read this), but you should all know what a great guy he is. 2 days ago, I took Bug and T for their regular appts and had to hold both while they received 5 vaccines each (that's a grand total of 10). Though the tears were many, they were temporary. So what does the husband have to do with this? Well, years ago, when Bug was little, he took him to his dr. appts and for shots. I couldn't do it and he spared me a great deal of anxiety and sadness over it. He is a "true man of genius" and love. Fortunately, being a SAHM has toughened me up enough to manage the important affairs of vaccines. Still, I am truly thankful that at least Bug has possibly received his last (other than flu shots) and for a brilliant Grandma who came over two days in a row to make us all feel better! Love you.

Never Again.

2008-01-21T21:24:00.000-06:00

That's it. It will never happen again. What is this you ask? A birthday party for little people in my HOME. Not because they tore it up (which they sort of did), but because in the inevitable,Murphy's Law kind of way, someone always gets hurt. Being the home of a practing legal man, we simply cannot have the liability. We'll have to come up with parental waivers or something. Fortunately it was "merely a flesh wound" to a kid who lost his balance all by himself, but seriously, no more at home parties for us. Is it just me or does anyone else have a crazy party story?

The Ark-like Pirate Ship Sets Sail!!!

2008-01-18T22:15:00.000-06:00

Tomorrow is the BIG day for Bug. I'll spare you all the details (which you have heard a time or two) about the day my beautiful Bug was born. Anyhow, he's chosen to have a Pirate Party. We are having a small gathering of wild pirates and hope to have a grand time with treasure hunt, walk the plank, coloring page, and cake. So here is the cake. I know it looks a little more like an Ark than a Pirate Ship. Perhaps next year if he asks for a Pirate Party, I'll more wisely steer him in the direction of a "Noah's Ark" theme! Anyhow, it was my first true effort at making a themed cake (Ahoy! to my friend Misha who would have pulled this off easily!). I'm sure it'll be fun no matter what -- how can it not be fun? The candles light out of the side gun thingies! As long as the paper sails don't go up in flames, it should be a hit. The whole thing comes from familyfun.com. If there's a pirate party in your future, I'd go there first!

Happy 4th Birthday Bug!

Honeymoon is over..

2008-01-09T08:51:00.000-06:00

Okay, so you aren't fooled, we returned to our normal daily operations and Bug began the day with a "T is touching me and looking at me wrong" comment!

A momentous day...

2008-01-07T00:47:00.000-06:00

Okay, I know this will sound silly to most, but today was a truly momentous occasion. All decked out in Sunday best, Bug made his debut as a "Sunbeam"! Is it possible? My life is flashing before my eyes as I think about how short the past (nearly four) years have gone and it's as if there was no world before him. Few things in my life have been so satisfying as seeing him energetically embrace Primary(did I mention he was the best behaved boy there?). Just six weeks ago he wouldn't go to nursery by himself. So of course, even though I was excited, I couldn't help wondering into the hall to check up on the Jr primary classes . That's when I heard ruckus abounding from the ladies' room. I opened the door and found his lovely teacher and children taking their trips to the potty...I offered help and found out it was my Bug in the bathroom, so I went to check, saw he needed help him with the belt (which we will leave off next week), and he quickly said, "Mom, what are you doing here? Go back to your own class."!!!! He makes me so proud!

Other noteworthy issues:

Happy Birthday Kellie and many more!

I finally saw a pic of my 2nd cousin (is that right? Dylan Victor) and thank the Lord that another beautiful life has entered the world, born to goodly parents.

Church moved to 1:30 (from 8:30) which is sort of a good news and bad news thing!

p.s. if you missed the video of Bug riding the mechanical bull, it's still posted below!

p.p.s. Lynn, do you know what's going on with this camera? I'm getting fuzzy photos all of the time, especially with light halos?!!!

2008!

2008-01-01T10:43:00.000-06:00

We hope you had a great Christmas holiday and a joyous New Year! We celebrated with an authentic "Texas Christmas Experience" and thought you'd enjoy the "safe for all ages" video. If this doesn't make you want to hitch your wagon to the Lone Star, then I'm afraid you are beyond persuasion...but maybe you'll join us for a visit where we will insist you ride the Mechanical Bull!

I wanted to keep this short and sweet so we'll just let you know that our 2008 is the year of settling in. We are planning no life changing events (graduating from school, moving to TX, having new baby, moving to new home) in 2008 and expect to just enjoy being together. Hope your 2008 is wonderful too!

Whoppers...

2007-12-19T08:28:00.000-06:00

Bug is in the midst of telling some tall, very tall tales mixed with possible facts. I thought some of you might appreciate this story. On Sunday, I was upstairs, Paul was downstairs with T, when there was a sudden thundering of noise down the stairs. Bug quickly announced, "I'm okay, I just fell down the stairs backwards (he gets that from me!)" So I rushed to his aid, and he was indeed fine and I'm not sure what happened so I asked, "What happened?" He replies: "It was a (and I quote) small speck of dust and then I slipped and fell down the stairs backwards."

That's right. It was "a small speck of dust"! Now it is isn't impossible for it to have been a "small speck of dust" as many, accumulating "small specks" are around my house, but truth will remain known only to Bug. Along with another plausible explanation like "T (the baby who has no hair, teeth, and does not walk (but does sit)) pushed me down the stairs...."

You'll forgive me...

2007-12-06T08:24:00.000-06:00

First, I want to say that I have an excuse for my extended hiatus and once you read it you'll understand or should!

Thanksgiving Recap: We flew with Grandma to cold WDC transporting antibiotic and ear drops for Timothy who had come down with an ear infection. On Monday we (myself + 2 kids) met up with an old friend who arranged a surprise lunch with some other coworkers. It was REALLY great to see them all and even better was the SURPRISE announcement that Mike and Monica are ENGAGED!!!!! YIPEEEE! I'm crossing my fingers they get hitched in sunny Hawaii as it would give me a great excuse to visit the beautiful island and I think I could even manage to stay at the Westbrooklyn house... True love is an awesome thing and I wish them great happiness together.

For the rest of our time in Maryland, we visited with friends like the Belnaps, Leightons (come on, you know I made some pretty persuasive arguments, move here!!!!), Merrilee, Anne, and family. We played Merrilee's Wii and had a great thanksgiving meal. We enjoyed too many rolls, too many mashed potatoes and all of the desserts Merrilee brought! We made a couple of trips, one to Monticello (T. Jefferson's home near Charlottesville, VA), and to Arlington National Cemetery to experience the solemn Changing of the Guard Ceremony.

Note to Merrilee: did we really let Anne off the hook for giving us her recipe???? I think we need to stay on that!

We had good intentions to visit some other friends, but, like all good intentions...Bug got the bronchitis "bug" that's been going around and it's too nasty to share, so we packed it in and headed home Wednesday night. Thursday morning, around 6:55 a.m., I left T on my bed while I went to brush my teeth...please, try to refrain from any comments on how stupid that is, I am fully aware. Anyhow, he managed in just a minute or so to roll off the bed, so we spent all of Thursday at the Dr, and ER getting x-ray's of his clavicle and "long bone survey" or something like that. Note to all Drs, esp ones like Dr. McArthur who works the ER and Dr. Westbrook who is "doing time" there: a mother with a 5 month old broken collar bone AND 3 year old with bronchitis hacking it up in the ER, is a priority case. Seriously! Anyhow, that took 4 hours and fortunately Paul was able to come home and "help" out. I put "help" in quotes, because like all good husbands, Paul "hurt" his back while I was busy taking care of my two children for the previous 11 days and could not actually be "helpful" Note: he is still recovering, but I did manage to force him to the dr for serious medication to make it go away and restore him to his dutiful position as my expert assistant in all matters domestic. Friday night, Bug spiked a fever of 103.8, so having just recovered from the "even if it's broken, there's nothing we can do with your 5 month old's collar bone", we (Bug and I) made a trip to the Urgent Care center, not to be confused with the ER, because you get seen quickly, but qualifications of Dr's in attendance may be lacking. Anyhow, he was sort of on the mend by Saturday afternoon when of course T comes down with the bronchitis and by Monday we were BACK in the Ped's office to make sure he was okay. Dr claims he has a "touch of "RSV" but not to worry...anyone out there getting this? So we're not worried, we're hanging in there and of course how can we not get better when it's 80 degrees outside and there are Christmas lights to be hung?

To give myself a small "break" and because my Dad is here and asked the impending question, "So, are you going to church today?", I went to church on Sunday..I had sort of been avoiding a phone call from a certain secretary at church because I had an inkling that I might be a prime candidate- read: target for giving a talk...well, I had that wrong (Wes, instead of bringing my scriptures to church, I bring my Wolf Scout handbook!). I am now the 2nd counselor in the Primary (read: children's service) in a ward with 120 kids and 18 incoming sunbeams...(3 year olds). I'm crazy. I'm sure of it. I knew I should have stayed home and NEVER muttered an ill word against the cub scouting program. I'd proudly wear my yellow shirt if I could take it all back! :) I'll let you know how this goes. Our leader is a fearless, fabulous woman who leaves just about everyone in the dust in terms of credentials and abilities (She has an Ed.d AND 5 kids AND plays the piano, guitar, flute...., teaches at the UofH, and delivers baked goods to birthday R.S. ladies in her "spare" time!), so I'm hoping I have something to offer. I will say when introduced, the Wolf Scouts did not disappoint and made me feel welcome. Wish me luck. I'll report more later and hope thanksgiving left you all full and overwhelmed with happiness with Christmas on its way!

Hiatus

2007-11-18T01:25:00.000-06:00

I'm going on a blog hiatus...at least that is the plan. We leave tomorrow for a visit to the homeland of W.DC. We're looking forward to seeing some old friends and being bitterly cold at any temperature below 70. If you feel like commenting, I'd love to hear something you're truly thankful for this year.

For example, at the dinner table, I would let you know that I am ever thankful for my family and I truly am, but I'm also thankful for apples. Every morning starts off with apples in this house, Bug with a cup of apple juice and T with a big bowl of oatmeal and applesauce. Yeah for apples, for CostcoSam's making giant apple pies that are tasty, for pink lady apples that are THE snack of the year, and for clothes to fit the apple shaped gal! Yep. I'm thankful for apples.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.

Kids...

2007-11-11T17:33:00.000-06:00

So my husband asked what the bit about Bug's back talk to your mama stuff was about...interesting that he hasn't picked up on it. Anyhow, since you probably want some examples, here are two, that occured yesterday. They are generally funny because they catch us off guard, but I'm sure unchecked they are bound to cause trouble later.

1. The set up. Bug doesn't want to get out of the carseat and go to a furniture store. Whining ensues. Paul says to Bug "Bug, it isn't always about what you want." Bug says to Paul: "Dad, it isn't always about what you want me to do either." End of story. We did manage to get him into the furniture store after bribing him.

2. The set up. In the car with A/C blowing. Me sitting in the middle of two car seats in the back. April to Paul: Please turn the A/C down. (I'm sure I said please...). Paul: turns A/C off. April: You don't have to turn it off, I just want it turned down. You know I hate the direct flow of a/c in my face. Bug: turns right and blows air at my face.

Like I said, mostly funny, but bound to cause trouble eventually.

A video smile...

2007-11-10T01:54:00.000-06:00

Okay, before watching this video of Tim wondering whether the person behind the camera is really his mom, you must read the excrutiating catch up below!

Blogged out and feeling guilty about it...

2007-11-09T23:14:00.000-06:00

Okay, I admit it. I am blogged out. (I know, so soon!!!) I just get overwhelmed by how much time has elapsed, my thoughts go unconsolidated, and alas, it's merely too much to take on. This is exactly why journaling is where I left it...in my freshman college days! Anyhow, since it would be only fair, here is a reasonable update! A special thanks to Lynn for the kick in the pants and for always having a good chuckle on her blog. Also thanks to all who commented last time. I get giggles when I read your thoughts. Did I mention yay for me knowing great people?!

October...hmmm...cannot recall. That was too long ago although somewhere in the middle to late October, we (by this I mean "I") finally pulled off a move. I'm sure you would all be pleased to know that this is my final move...correction, final move where I'm doing ANY of the work. I told Paul if this happens again, it better be on somebody's dime 'cause this cutie despises moving! Throughout the process, I amazed myself with my own personal skill, strength, and endurance (I know, none of you questioned this...right?) and even successfully put together the baby crib which I was advised was beyond my mechanical capability. Check plus for me. Here are the boys asleep in their new home on the first night!

Late October...yes something about Halloween which we sort of skipped. Not entirely on purpose, but because our Bug doesn't really love Halloween. He'd rather not have to work for the candy. He will likely use our lackluster parental performance against us someday so we dressed him up, put T in his pajamas and went to Market Street where Bug promptly procured 11 pieces of lame candy and begged to spend the rest of the evening in Borders looking for a Pirate book. As you can see, T found the entire thing (see photo at top), very stimulating! We did also attend the Houston Symphony Orchestra's Hocus Pocus Pops event where Bug marched in the "Babes in Toyland costume parade."

Early November...Paul's law school buddy visited from MD. Email or call me if you'd like to hear more of my thoughts on this. :) I will say that I spent the weekend at home with the children, much like every other day of the week interspersed with little clips at my husband like ..."oh, really? A flea market?" That event alone took up 8.75 hours on Saturday and netted us two likely lead -based knock-off trucks, a bag of oranges from who knows where, and some nice "State of Texas" cuff links. If you'd like the cuff links ordered for someone on your Christmas list, send your request and $15 to me. :)

Mom & Dad have arrived. The good news is they are putting some order into the chaos of projects yet to be completed and we've spent lots of time and $ at the good ol' DIY store. Also, we have decided it is infinitely better to have your parents living with you than to be living with your parents!

Bug has been having some growing moments...also known as back talk your mama lots time. I don't really have any solutions for this and just sort of hope that he turns out alright in the end...yikes?????

T is still very smiley, but is off schedule, with a cold, and sleeping in my bed. Double Yikes!

The house...is a work in progress. Contractor comes tomorrow to repair all of the "popcorn" I excitedly scraped off without full comprehension of the repercussions. If you ever want to take on this task, just let me know first so I can give you some tips! If you are asking yourself, what is popcorn, then don't worry about it at all!

Future - headed to MD for the mid-end of November. I think with the exception of living out of a suitcase and bringing 20 bottles along, the trip should be nice. I plan to accomplish all that I did not accomplish while living there for the last oh, 12 years or so.

Just for fun, a paragraph on the weather. Happy Autumn to you all even though it is perhaps just now arriving in Houston. When we moved here, friends told me "you'll adapt." You don't really ever adapt to any heat, no matter where it is, but it is definitely livable, even six months out of the year, which is really why it's a big deal down here. Today it was 84 and 2 days ago when it was 70, we put on parkas and snow pants because it was so cold. We even had to drag ourselves out of the warm bed...that's right and put mittens on T. So I guess by adapt they mean you sort of acclimatize. You get used to hot and humid so when it's warm and dry, it feels cold! Come on down!

A solemn vow to be better....

Update...

2007-10-14T15:44:00.000-05:00

We've had a lot going on the past couple of weeks. Mom came down to help us settle into our new house...which we still have not done, but progress has been made thanks to her expert assistance. We celebrated Paul's 30th Birthday by surprising him at work...it was a bit of a gamble, but in the end, we think it paid off nicely as his coworkers were so very nice to us and even found a way to get him out of court to come see us. This past Thursday, Bug who has been nagging us to get his training wheels off finally did and much to our surprise, took off like a wild man and hasn't looked back. All I can really say about that is again he surprises us at every turn. I think I was 6 or 7 when I learned how to ride a bike let alone without training wheels and of course a card carrying trip to the emergency room. (this was in the days before helmets). Anyhow, we still have a lot of work to do at the new house we promise pictures are on the way.

The odds.

2007-10-01T09:05:00.001-05:00

First of all, a special shout out to Melissa and Lynn for commenting and Jenn and my Mom calling to make sure I would survive the insult of the MLO -- you guys are great! I do want to report that we should have keys to the house, inspite of the MLO sometime today.

Back to the original post..the odds. Okay, I admit (not that anyone could argue) that I do not have ANY real style. In fact, I'm the Mom who carries around the hospital issue plastic diaper bag. That was until this weekend. No, I was not fined by the fashion police for this outrage of decent style, but instead, while helping my son eat his pizza at a MAJOR wholesale warehouse food club that shall remain nameless, one wondering bird dropped his business right onto my diaperbag which was conveniently unzippered, but the inside contents were not compromised (including my wallet and cell phone). It apparently stains the bag and will forever look like a bird has dropped his business right on the diaperbag. The diaperbag is now useless. Whatever will I do? I think we're going to Target to remedy this, but honestly, aren't the odds of a bird pooping on YOUR diaperbag amidst thousands of square feet of retail astronomical? They say that's lucky...I guess lucky that I didn't spend a dime on the diaperbag that is now ruined. I think I'll pick up a cloth one...

Beware...vent session

2007-09-27T12:05:00.000-05:00

I wouldn't get too far out on a limb and call myself a genius, one of superior intellect, but I would say that with my average intelligence, I've managed to get along in life quite nicely. Working for the same company for 7 years before taking on the task of raising my two boys as a full time Mom. Yesterday when our Mortgage Loan Officer was trying to play me for a fool, he said, "Ms. Fortenberry, what's your business?" I said, "What?" He repeated himself and I, sensing where he may be going with this pronounced my previous employment of 7 years with a major Defense Contractor to which he retorts, "well, that's nice, my business is the mortgage loan business" as if to say, "FOOL!" Well, I'm not a fool. Our MLO is actually trying to pull the wool over my eyes, but he's messed with the wrong Domestic Engineer. Staying at home is more difficult than all 7 years of working to include when I was working full time and attending school at a rate of 11-15 credits four out of five weeknights. Take that MLO. Full time Moms are not inept morons with nothing better to do. Here's to ALL Moms out there who are skilled, gifted women with great minds and have been played by ridiculous service industry people who have NO idea that the most capable person on the planet is a Mom. Moms for President.

Happy Birthday!

2007-09-24T07:28:00.000-05:00

Just want to put a little something out there to wish my friend of many fabulous years, 14 to be exact, a splendid birthday celebration! It's hard to believe that 14 years ago, meeting in a line at the Cranberries Concert, we would find the greatest gift of friendship. You have been and will always be a great inspiration to me and a great comfort at different times in my life. I'm looking forward to "pointing our rocking chairs toward the west" as we recount the "good ol' days"!
Emily Dickinson:
"We turn not older with years but newer every day."

Happy Birthday Merrilee! From your favorite "old soul!"

John Adams

2007-09-20T09:42:00.000-05:00

I finished the John Adams book this morning, which is a good thing since it's due at the library today. I cannot recommend this book enough and strongly suggest you purchase it because it is meaty and thoughtful. One last quote from the book comes from page 650 and a letter written to his granddaughter

"The longer I live, the more I read, the more patiently I think, and the more anxiously I inquire, the less I seem to know...Do justly. Love mercy. Walk humbly. This is enough..."

My favorite scout...

2007-09-20T09:27:00.001-05:00

We love our Dad, Paul Sr. Here are some pictures of Bug and Timmy with Dad. Additionally, as the assistant Den Leaders for the Cub Scouts, we go every Wednesday to an activity. I usually take Bug to Wolf Scouts (8 yr olds) and Paul takes Timothy to WeBeLos (10-11). Bug so very much wants to be a part of the Cub Scouts. He's working on memorizing the Cub Scout promise and knows the Cub Scout sign. He's hoisted the U.S. Flag on the church flagpole and participated in the "feats of skill" obstacle course. The boys earn stars for wearing their shirt, bringing their book, and good behavior. Bug cannot be left out, but I couldn't legitimately buy him his own shirt...he's only 3. Fortunately, after one call to Grandma, I dug out the Paul Sr. memory box and procured his Cub Scout shirt from some 22 years ago. Bug wore it with great pride to Cub Scouts last night and to the amazement of the other scouts who thought he had already earned all of his awards! When we got home, Paul wanted to wear it to sleep. Thank goodness for this shirt! I see many great scout memories to be made a second time around.

Because it's still summer

2007-09-19T07:11:00.000-05:00

If you've read my reasons why you should move to the Woodlands, here's one more. It's still summer. Yesterday our neighbor Crystal took pictures of the kids eating watermelon, playing in the sprinkler and having a fabulous time.

Sit. I said sit.

2007-09-17T22:54:00.001-05:00

So anyone who knows (me inside my home), has probably fallen prey to a hideous flaw. On occassion I have allowed a four letter word that rhymes with wit escape my mouth. Usually it is after being injured and I know this is not much of an excuse. Ages ago, when we were still in Maryland, the wind was whipping around, I was putting in groceries, it was late, I bent into the trunk and WHACK! the trunk smacks me in the head. I yell the word that rhymes with "wit" and then something like "get in the car!" As he has done before, he has saved for his mighty useful word bank, this special word. Fortunately, due to a small speech impediment, instead of saying the actual word, Bug says "Sit" and I am left wondering, "did anyone else get that?"

Hannah Montana and me...

2007-09-15T21:19:00.000-05:00

Okay, so we admit it, we love Hannah Montana (and also High School Musical)! It started out as a program that Bug watched occasionally, now we are full-blown addicted to it and don't even mind the reruns. The only problem I have with Hannah Montana is that every so often, my already clever Bug will pick up a line and reposition it in a conversation later on, taking me completely by surprise. Case in point: this morning , I was feverishly cleaning the house, the kind of cleaning that uses Q-tips near the toilet...so you can imagine how little "help" I was interested in having. Before long I made some sort of empty threat "Bug, if you keep that up, I'm going to take your toy away." In typical fashion, without missing a beat, he responds, "the only thing you're taking is lessons from me, number one..." At first, before I figure out what he's done, I'm shocked. He's only 3. My parents would probably be glad to hear that not only is he smart, loud, and chatty, but occasionally sassy, and consider it my just deserts! But, of course, having watched the HM episode a few times, it comes to me. We both start laughing and he's won another round.

Next thing you know....

2007-09-13T08:47:00.001-05:00

By way of announcement, we have finally found a place to call home and are in the middle of working out the inspections etc. Last night I took Bug and Timothy to the house and was explaining to Bug that it's likely that he won't remember living anywhere but in the new house - his fifth home in three and a half years. I went on to tell him that as we get older, our memory of things that occurred when we were young fades. I paused and without skipping a beat, he said, "and next thing you know, your whole life is gone and your old living in the local library."

Here's to getting "old"!

2007-09-11T15:20:00.000-05:00

I'm telling you he's a smiling fella!

Paul's favorite pastime, being on the telephone (apple not far from tree!!!)
Fortenberry boys on Galveston Island over Labor Day.
The many talents of Bug! I can attest that he did this on his own, and that it is a serving spoon. Paul and I gave it a try to no avail.

New to the blog...

2007-09-11T07:11:00.000-05:00

Okay, so we're jumping on the blog bandwagon at the request of Uncle Ben and his wife Missy. They being much younger than us, have the blog thing down and e-mailing is so v. yesterday. We've also enjoyed reading friend Lynn's blog. I can make a campaign promise to keep that my life is not nearly as interesting, I am not a quarter as funny, and I don't live in Hawaii so in the meantime I'll bore you with pictures and Kathy Lee like stories of my kids!

Paul (Bug) is keeping us humbled with his quick wit, incredible memory, and ability to put his parents in the naughty chair. Who runs this house anyhow? He is good to his brother and has now nicknamed him "Butterworth (pronounced "butterwurtz"). No explanation on this, so we asked him is it because he's so "sweet" like syrup? No, it's because I'm sweet. Okay. Like Lynn's daughter, Avery, Paul is v. loud and after reading her blog about the audiologist, I used the threat of taking him to the dr. to try to get him to tone it down a bit...has not worked completely, but I'll see what I can do.

Timothy is busy sleeping, crying, "talking," and smiling. You wouldn't be surprised to hear that April Fortenberry has another boy who is noisy and chatty would you? He has grown quite a bit, but still fits into NB attire and number 1 diapers (for those of you who don't know, number 1 diapers are gone after the first couple of weeks because they are a less superior diaper and require more frequent changing less you want to add to the wash.) A rift has occurred regarding Timothy's name and he'll probably end up needing a lot of counseling after all is said in done. As stated, Bug calls him "Butterworth," I call him "Timmy, Tim, Tim" and Paul says he wants to call him "Justin". I just want to state for he record, that there were some 8 months to have this all considered - why now?