tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32678962603623008002012-02-03T16:07:33.062-05:00I am wife to a wonderful man and SAHM to two great kids. Here I share our daily lives. I tell tales of life in Diaperville, show pictures of the ones I love, and occasionally rant about what I come across in life. Stick around, this should be fun.Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.comBlogger3031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-32651015611651102652010-10-01T14:57:00.004-04:002010-10-06T07:12:36.176-04:00

We are a month into school. You might say we are settled. I think we are getting to a point where we can say we kind of like having two kids in school. It's still a little quiet on the home front when both of them are gone. It's different but I like it. And, when Mark is in school but Anna is home, we get to see our big girl as we never have before. She is so different when she isn't living in

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Does anyone still visit here? Just wondering.Life has been so crazy these last months. School, vacation, summer, kids, swimming lessons, baseball; the list is never ending. But it all comes to a screeching halt next week when school starts up again. And let me just tell you the level of freak out I am in. I am freaking out. How can I be sending kid to Kindergarten? It just isn't possible. He's

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Oh, HI! Let's see if I can still make this thing work. Here we go. I got it figured out. Recently I have had a chance to hold a few babies. Yes, people have entrusted ol' butter fingers with their precious offspring. I don't know what they were thinking either.Anyway, that led me to the conclusion that my baby isn't a baby anymore. I'm sure other people noticed long ago. But it has taken me until

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Imagine for a moment with me that while Mark was snoozing away in his bed, during nap time, something bad happened to his window shade. Now imagine, during the same nap time, there was a great bumping and thumping heard by the parents on the first floor. Think elephants, lions, tigers, bears and maybe whales. Got that? Good. Now imagine upon entering Mark's room at the conclusion of nap time Mark

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I was taking a little walk in the snow. It was just peeking up waiting for me to find it.So you didn't believe that. What was it? The part about it peeking up through the snow or the part about me walking in the snow. Right. Right. Equally unbelievable. Fine. I bought summer at the grocery store. I couldn't take it anymore. All this white. I needed some color. Something. Anything to bring a

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All those months of neglect early on are finally starting to pay off.

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She was trying to get better presents. It worked.

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Just a couple of comments. 1) Mark is helping. That branch he's holding is very heavy. I'm not sure Jason could do it with out him.2) Anna is helping too. She's walking. She wieghs 15 lbs more with all that stuff on.3) You can't tell in the this picture but it was brutally cold. We spent the rest of the day with our lips pressed up against the side of hot cocao mugs to get the frost off of them.

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In my tiny pool of available time, I am managing to squeeze in a very small amount to baking. It is that time of year after all. I have a new little helper. I've always had help in the kitchen. And I still have my big boy helper sometimes. But now I have a cute little helper whose smile lights up my kitchen. See what I mean. She asks a million and one questions. I understand about half of them.

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Since when is my life so boring that I am beside myself with joy over the delivery of a new washing machine. Really. But I am. It's coming sometime today. And I just can't wait. Of course the fact that our old one died last week with only about half the laundry done, and we are all sitting around in our underwear for lack of anything to wear, could have have something to do with it. Maybe. It's

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But this just seems ridiculous. Rocking chairs!! At least they managed to maintain their silly even in old age.

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Anna has always had a bit of a fasination with her nose. It was the first body part she learned to idenitfy on her own. It was the first one she said. It's just a cool little thing. Since the begininng of school we have had a long string of colds. We just barely get well from one, and we are knocked flat again. I lost count somewhere around 5. 5 colds in two months. Let's just say I am sick of

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Have I ever mentioned Jason's passion. The man loves loves loves football. Seriously, obsession. He knows the Packers stats from the 1985 team. If he put as much brain capacity into science as he does into football he would have come up with a cure for cancer by now.So imagine, if you will, standing in the delivery room. Now imagine him jumping for joy when he sees a baby boy pop out. OK, so

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I have waited a long time for this day. Anna was determined to never grow hair. Then, when she did grow hair, she had a raging mullet. I've been waiting to cut it because once she finally got a little hair I didn't want to scare it away be cutting it. But this could wait no longer. It was getting very straggly looking. And no matter what I did with it, it still had mullet characteristics. Ever

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Because I am an A+ student, I didn't have a whole lot to do on my first day. I posted my first assignment on Monday. I am not a teacher's pet, so don't even think it. That left my day pretty open yesterday. We decided to go look at fall leaves and visit a local cider mill. Yesterday will forever live in my memory as a really fun family day. We took the very scenic route to the cider mill. We

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I feel like I am back in ninth grade. I'm having those first day of school jitters. I hope I don't get lost on the way to homeroom.Will the others kids laugh at my high water pants. I grew three inches since we bought them two weeks ago. It was a most inconvient growth spurt. It would be the worst if I tripped over my shoes when I walk in the door. I hope no one notices my grey hair. Did anyone

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After living down south for so many years I have really come to appreciate this time of year. They have some fall color down there, but nothing like this. It's one of the benefits of having a real winter. The leaves put on one last hu-ra before they die. And let me tell you, this year has been really something. The leaves are so bright it almost hurts your eyes. But the leaves aren't the only

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So a weeks ago Jason came back from the store with a present for the kids. He does this a lot. He goes out in to the world and finds little treasures for them. They always delight in his findings. But honestly, this time, I thought it was a dud. He brings out these "wacky noodles." I did point out to him we don't have a pool. He assured me it doesn't matter.The kids humored him for a few minutes.

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So last week I told you I was going to take the leap. This week I tell you I took the leap. I am a college student. Did you read that right? I AM a college student!! I start on Tuesday. It all happened very fast. I have been working like crazy to get everything done before the start of class. It's been a pretty hectic week. But it's all done now. I have my books. And am ready to go.Now, let me

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When I graduated high school I knew I wasn't ready for college. I needed a break. So I joined the Air Force. It was one of the better decisions of my life. I got the break I needed. And I got an opportunity to see and do things I never would have been able to do otherwise. I also made some wonderful life long friends. Oh yeah, and I got a pretty great hubby out of the deal too. So all in all the

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He said a few weeks ago he wanted to be a rocker for Halloween. I think he has rocker potential for when he grows up too. That would be a mighty nice way to support his old decrepit parents.

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We don't go out much. It was one of those things we gave up when we became a single income family. We go to a sit down restaurant maybe once every couple of months. It's a treat. Our kids know it's a treat. Mark and Anna behave really well in restaurants. When our kids were smaller and didn't understand how to behave we more than once had to asked for to go boxes as soon as our meal arrived. We

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I try to make being the big brother fun. Lets face it. Being the oldest is a drag sometimes. He gets time outs for things his sister gets away with because she doesn't understand. She gets thrown up in the air and tossed around much more than he does. She's a peanut and he is huge. His responsibilities are bigger. His jobs are harder. He is charged with not hitting back even if his sister hits

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The nights are getting longer and the days shorter. Everyone seems to be in a frantic rush to get those last few things done before winter. Work on the flower beds has gone into over drive. The search for winter hats, coats, mittens, snow pants and boots has begun. The stores now stock ice scrapers instead of bikinis. My thoughts are turning to indoor cooking. From Mac and cheese to homemade

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We are sick. Once again sickness descended upon our house. I should have known it was coming. After all, Mark did start school. That place is crawling with germs. Before you even open the door to that place you can see them ooze out through the cracks. It's disgusting. I should have known Mark would catch a cold before the end of the first stinking week. He would then take his filthy nasty gross

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In all my speech therapy evaluation drama at the beginning of the week I haven't told you about the other big event in our lives. Mark started school on Monday. Don't expect any pictures of the big day. The little snot wouldn't let me take any. Moooooommm, not right now. I swear he is already a teenager. Anywho, right, starting school. So we walked up to school. He immediately noticed they

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So stinking frustrated. We had the evaluation with the speech therapist last night. And Anna did really well. Except that isn't what we want. We want her to do badly so she will qualify for this program.OK, let me explain. There are two qualifying scores for language.There is cognitive; what the kid understands. To test this the therapist named objects and asked Anna to point to pictures of the

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You just can't beat the view.

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Take a moment to yourself today. Sit quietly with a loved one for a few minutes. Call someone special and tell them you care. Maybe say a little prayer for our military members who are protecting those freedoms we hold so dear. And most of all, have a great weekend!Author's side note: I am not so bright. I know I told you all on Monday that Anna's audiology test is today. I really should have

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First of all, thank you all for your kind words yesterday. I will keep you posted on our progress. My SIL suggested Sign Language. I had thought about it when our kids we small but never followed through. It hadn't occurred to me as an option to help with our current situation. Thanks Gina. I appreciate your help very much.Today we are talking lighter topics. Or rather heavier as the case may be.

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We have known for a while that Anna should be talking. Mark was talking by 26 months. Long before in fact. Anna tries to talk. But she doesn't form words. During her WCC in June the doctor confirmed our fears. She should be talking. The doctor set us up with Early Intervention. We have had a number of experts here to talk with her and us. They all say Anna is average/even above average everywhere

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Oh, and salt water taffy. Love that. And nachos with that delicious fake squirt cheese stuff. Yum. And a free glass of milk at the agricultural building. I wonder if they even still do that. It was a highlight of the day when we were kids. We always got chocolate.Then maybe top it all off with a quick spin on the tilt-r-whirl.I think I will also bring the Tums. Just in case. And the best part of

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Even though these Hydrangea flowers are just about the last thing to bloom, even though they mean an end to summer, I anticipate and look forward to their arrival every year. They put on a spectacular showing. The tree belongs to my neighbor and hangs over the fence that separates our properties. It makes a lovely backdrop for the flower gardens I am putting in. On a side note, there is only one

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Let me paint you a little picture. Imagine one big brother minding his own business.Now imagine one little sister poking, teasing, prodding and all around bothering the big brother.Imagine the big brother taking it. He turns away. He doesn't get upset with the little sister. He asks his sister to pleeeeeease stop bothering him.She keeps pestering. She is in the mood to tease.Finally the big

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I just call it a pretty morning.Have a great day!

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OK, one last reunion story for you. So we are sitting at the big reunion, in the rain, having about as much fun as you can have with a bunch of people you don't know very well but you are related to. Mark, who had been playing with his cousin, comes screaming around the side of the building obviously in a great amount of distress. He plants himself in my lap. His father and I did a quick once

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These tiger lilies always remind me of aliens. Their tentacles reaching down to suck the life from unsuspecting humanoids. AAHHHHHH! Here comes one now! Run for your lives!Sorry. I'll go now.Got a minute? Go read this story about Anna Banana. Here Thanks Weezee. I enjoyed that one.

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Let me tell you about a little trip the kids and I took during our vacation. I took them to a place I spent a good portion of my own childhood. It was like stepping back in time a little. We visited my Great Grandmothers cottage on Cayuga Lake. It's in the heart of wine country in upstate NY. A fact that wasn't all the important to my as a child. But now...oh my. They make some really nice wine

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Let me just start by saying, Wow was that ever a fun vacation. We had a blast. I have so many stories to tell about all the fun times. We went to the mother of all farmer's markets. You know I love my farmers markets. I took the kids someplace I spent much of my own childhood. Can't wait to share that one. We did a great deal of front porch sitting. Love love love front porch sitting. But for

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Over the next few days these two will get to meet an array of family the likes of which they can only imagine. There will be aunts, uncles, grandparents, great grandparents, great great grandmother, cousins, second and third cousins, great aunts and uncles, great great aunts and uncles. People I've known all my life and people I hardly know. We will celebrate their Great Great grandmother's 100th

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Let me tell you something about my little girl. She needs for her world to be run a certain way. If by chance things are not done by her very meticulous standards. She gets so mad. Not mad, Furious. Not so much furious as, well, have you ever seen a lion in a cage right before feeding time? And he looks like he could tear you apart if you set foot in there. Yeah, like that. And she unleashes this

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It's the very first outfit she put together all by herself. Then I had to bribe her with chocolate to let me take her picture. She is so much like her mother I could just spit.BTW, that shirt, 18 months. Mark outgrew it by the time he was 15 months. Anna will probably still be wearing it when she's 12.

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Hoping next year's garden will feature lots and lots of these guys. I just love them.

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Oh, your back again. Come to see my progress, have ya? Well step right inside. You'll remember your first tour here. Good. Lets get started then.Feel free to walk on the path. I have always wanted to do a stone path like this. I think they make a garden feel very cozy. I also love the contrast, when you walk barefoot, between the hot stones and the cool grass. These stones came from the creek

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The other morning my boy child got out of bed and said, Mama*, I am going to be nice to everyone all day today. And you know what, he was. All. Day. It was like a dream. He shared with his sister. He was helpful to me. He was kind and polite. He Listened. No reminders. He just did it. It was wonderful. You could have knocked me over with a feather. He is naturally pretty sweet anyway but this was

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Southern squirrels are way smarter than northern squirrels. Or maybe it's country squirrels are smarter than town squirrels. Whatever the case may be, this one ain't that bright. Every morning he comes. And every morning he is defeated by my feeder. I am pretty sure it's starting to affect his self esteem. See his foot slipping. 1/2 a second later he was laying on the ground looking up at the

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So a whole 2 months after Mark's Birthday and a week after Anna's Birthday the kids finally got their big present. We don't like to rush after all. What a hit. The kids ask 20 bazillion times a day, Can we go play on the swing set? Puuuuleassssssee. And once we get out there they don't ever want to do anything else. It was definitely money well spent. I had planned on giving you another tour of

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If you pay any attention to my twitterings or facebooking you know Mark had his very first soccer game the other night. We knew it was going to be fun. But oh my, was it ever a hoot. In this age group there really aren't any practices. They met the coach last week and did a little dribbling but that was it. Then they just throw them in to a game to play. They also don't keep score either. This is

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Let me tell you a little story about Anna Banana. First off, my little girl fears nothing. We have to keep a really close eye on her. She will climb to the top of anything. She hugs complete strangers in the grocery store. She will pick up just about anything and put it in her mouth. That factoid with become important in a moment. She tackles life with enthusiasm. So yesterday we got out side for

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Let me just tell you a little something about us. Something you may not know. We live outside in the warm months. We come in to sleep and eat. That's it. Even these are occasionally done outside. All of our play and most of our summer cooking are done out there. We have a big backyard. We make the fullest full use of it during this time of year. The kids thrive on the fresh air and sunshine. And

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And a wonderful safe and fun 4th weekend.

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Jason and I used to go exploring. Back before children came into our lives, and we moved to a new place every year or so, we would go out and find the back road to everything. This was also back when gas wasn't $4 a gallon. Yeah, remember those days. Needless to say we haven't done it in quite a while. Until the other day that is. I have mentioned before that we live next door to the Adirondacks.

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OK so I wasn't going to draw out our trip all week. I lied. Shoot me. But technically this isn't a Wisconsin post. It's a Cleveland post. See, Cleveland.So our last night of vacation we spent in a really neat place. Because of Jason's job we get a deep discount. Otherwise it would be Roach Motel for us. They don't have this view at Roach Motel. We got to watch the most spectacular sunset. Even

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Dear Anna,How can you possibly be two? So short a time ago you were getting up 4 times a night, messing in 15 diapers a day, and screaming you head off All. The. Time. Now you are so big. One to two brought huge changes for you. Last year at this time you could barely toddle around. You were so tentative with your steps. Now you are so fast.You never ever walk. It is run run run for you. You

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OK, so I have decided to draw out the trip all week. We went to some cool places and I want to share it with you. One of the places we visited wasMars Cheese Castle. This is the sort of place where if you live there you never go. The only time Jason's family goes here is when we insist. The parking lot is an array of licence plates. Few of them, Wisconsin. We never miss it though. They have every

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I thought about drawing this out all week. I certainly have enough pictures. But I decided to just get it over with. So bear with me. It's a long one.This year's trek across the country was so much fun. We drove a route we have never driven before. We saw things we have never seen before. And best of all we left the dog with my parents. We got to stay in a really fun hotel we haven't been able to

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Wait until you hear about all the fun we had with these two marvelous little people. Tomorrow we come back for real this time.Boy, do I ever love them.

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Every day for the last week we have been running. My in-laws are the most fun. I can't believe how fast the trip is flying by. I promise a big update when I get home. But I don't have anything to edit photos here so I can't do it now. I will tide you over with this little gem I took before we left home. Have a great Monday! If memory serves we are going to the zoo today with Jason's brother and

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Van packed-Check. (So full it's about to bust.)House sitter instructed-Check. (Two page list of instructions. And we're only leaving the cat)Plants watered-Check. (Like I am trying to drown them)Mark-Check (Bright eyed)Anna-Check (Bushy tailed)Jason-Check (In need of more coffee)Daisy-Check (Sitting at my feet all the way to my parents. Hope she doesn't get sick)Wisconsin! Ready or not here we

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And I am not sure just where to begin. So much has happened since I last wrote. We've been doing a lot of living here in our slice of heaven. We are about ready for a trip to see Jason's family. The days have slowed down to a crawl. We just want to leave already.Mark finally learned to.... CATCH!! It was a big Daddy moment. His Dad has been working with him for a very very long time on that

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I've been busy doing that living we talked about the other day. I will be back later this week to update you on some of our activities. Continued prayers would be much appreciated. My uncle will bury his wife this week. Much of my family is flying out there today to be with him.

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Walk barefoot in the tall grass.Pick the flowers.Wear the pretty dress.Hold the hand of someone you love.Live. For we know not what tomorrow will bring.Go read this. Thanks Mom for saying it better than I could.

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They arrived on Sunday. There was this onethis one and who could forget this one.We also had my usual cast of characters. This one and this one.*We were in a red covered wagon at the time.*The two women all the kids came from. the two husbands.*Inappropriate gesture.* I can't tell you many pictures he has ruined this way. I think his mother should have a word with him about being nice. It was so

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I can't sing the praises of Mark's school enough. It was started 40 years ago by the woman who still runs it today. She couldn't find a school for her son so she started one. Obviously it worked out for her. They had their 1000th student last year. The class sizes are quite small. There is a lot of one on one attention with the teachers. They really concentrate on social development. Something

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I'm going to let you in a little secret. Ready. I hate the gym. Hate. It. Sweaty people. Boring exercise. Dirty equipment. I just don't like it. I must have fresh air. So I have always walked for exercise. It was a nice arrangement. I load my 70+ lbs of kids in to my jogging stroller and pushed them all over our hilly little town. When I say hilly I really mean it. We are at the foot of the

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So which of these do you like better?Come on back tomorrow. I am going to show off my summer fitness program for this year. It is kicking my butt too.

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What do you think my neighbor got? I'll give you one guess. Wow! You're smart. And let me tell you they are every bit as cute in person. The afternoon she showed them to me the kids were napping. So I got to hold them all to myself without having to share them with any pesky children. My dear neighbor, being the wonderfully sweet lady she is, invited us back over later so the kids could see them

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Well that just sounds dirty. But this isn't so get your mind out of the gutter. This is a family place. Jeesh!This Mother's Day was a good one for me. I think this is the first one that Mark really understood. He was so excited to go and get me a present with his Dad the other day. He made a big ordeal about keeping it all a secret. Then Jason left it in the van for me to find on Saturday. Oops.

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Including my own wonderful Mom who is one of my all time favorite people; Happy Mother's Day!BTW today also happens to be her Birthday. Go over and wish her Happy Birthday for me will ya.

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Dear Husband with similar equipment as our son,Let me just tell you a little story. The other night I made that final trudge up the stairs. I was tired and ready for bed. I brushed my teeth and took out my contacts. Then I made my fateful mistake. I sat down without first inspecting the seat. I understand that once in a while the boy's equipment will get away from him. He is still relatively new

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While Mark was in school yesterday Anna and I decided to go out and enjoy the lovely happening all over our town. Wow. Was it ever a pretty morning. It rained the other night so everything had that freshly wet sparkle to it. We'll just say I didn't get in much exercise on our walk yesterday. I may have flashed my derrière to a trucker or two though. Next time I will remember my belt. Moving on.

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Mark and I play a game together. It's one he developed but I love to play too. Here is how it goes.Mark: Mom, you're Actual Fish.Me: Fine. You're Tux.Mark: Fine. You're Anna.Around and round it goes. Getting sillier each time. It's fun to see where he will take it.So last night we were playing this crazy little game. Here is how it went.Mark: Mom, you're Daddy. Yep. You look like Daddy.Me: Fine.

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Where do I start. Not long ago Flea from The Good Flea emailed me. It was the kind of email that makes your whole week. She wanted to make one of her beautiful smocked dress for Anna. I, of course, accepted her very generous offer. So she went to work making this lovely dress. And, wow, is it ever. Smocking is so detailed. I can't imagine the patience it takes to be able to do this. Her work is

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OK, so Mark had a birthday. When Mark has a birthday I can always count on my sister to find the most irritating, loud, annoying toys on the market and send them to him. Love that girl.She got him the squirting bath toys. They got lost in the move.She got him this globe. You would think that would be a good thing. You know, educational. Except when Mark plays with it, he pushes the same button

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I can't believe how fast she is becoming a toddler. While we all still call her the baby she really isn't anymore. It will no doubt be the bane of her existence when she is a teenager. I am absolutely certain the words Don't call me a baby will escape her lips at some point. But I can't help it. She is my baby. She may be my last baby. I can't help that I will always look at her and think she's

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What do you do on a rainy day when where you really want to be is outside?Try something you (Mom) have been wanting to do for months but it was too blasted cold out there.We should probably take a dry run first. Make all the belts are tight and bolts screwed down.Then just let her fly. This is the most fun I had all winter. I think Mark had a pretty good time too.Anna's baby was crying so she

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Just a quick one today to welcome my newest niece to the world. Sienna Amy was born Saturday to Jason's brother and sister-in-law. Congratulations guys! We can't wait to get out there to see you all.

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Mark's first week with his new camera has been a ride. He took right off with it. He didn't want or really need a lot of help. One piece of guidance he did need. Direction. Once he got that he was off and running. He took a lot of pictures of his Grandpa. Who can blame him. Grandpa is very photogenic. This is but a very small sample of Grandpa pictures.He took quite a few of Jason and I. This is

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I know this isn't my first tea related post. But because it is an almost daily ritual here I think it bears updating. Tea time in the dead of winter in the kitchen while snow falls outside is nice. It feels cozy huddling over the cup to get every bit of warmth out of it. We went through gallons of tea last winter doing that very thing. But change the location and the whole tea dynamic

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Anna: Mouth *sticks tiny finger in my mouth*Me: Yep. Mouth.Anna: Eye *sticks tiny finger in my eye*Me: Yep. Eye.Anna: No *sticks tiny finger up my nose*Me: Yep. Nose.Anna: POP!! *pops my head*

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If you have never noticed I am an observation sort of person. I go through my life noticing things. So here for you my observations from this last weekend. 1. Weather in the 40s feels much colder when you are going down rather than up. After a whole week in the 60s it feels very chilly today.2. It's very convenient to have an entire store dedicated to speciality cheeses located between our house

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Not to pick them all. The scent was almost overwhelming. Especially since I was 3 centimeters away from them. My very favorite part isn't the flowers. It's the stroller tires in the background. A little reminder of a fun walk.

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Every single day Anna stands next to the door and points. Out. Out she says. Over and over. She loves the sunshine. This girl was born to be outside running in the green grass. When she was a tiny baby she cried. A. Lot. I knew I could always calm her down by taking her outside. Something about the fresh air soothed her. The vast wide openess of the outdoors made her happy. All I can say is she

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The kids and I walk just about every day now. I try to take my camera with me most of the time. Mark has it all figured out. Mommy likes flowers and rocks. Oh, and cool looking rusty things. He points out every single flowers and every single rock on our walk. Take a picture of that flower, Mommy. There's a neat rock over here. He and Anna wait patiently while their mother crawls around on her

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This whole week I've been having a blinking cursor moment. Maybe it is all the fresh air and sunshine finally coming to my world. I don't spend much time in front of the computer when it is this nice outside. We walk every day. We go to the park often. We play in the yard until dark. There just isn't time for sitting here. Maybe our taxes have my brain fried. I finally tackled them yesterday. I

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There is something in the air out on the sun porch that makes big brothers be nice to little sisters. Big brothers on the porch share with little sisters. Big brothers on the porch hug little sisters. They say things like Anna, come on lets play. Or want to play with my cars and trucks, Anna. I don't know what it is. But I wish we could pipe it in to the house. Little boys in the house are not

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Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-17741173196152387182009-04-11T14:34:00.002-04:002009-04-11T14:36:30.552-04:00

Her baby is very needy.

Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-50195036138744618332009-04-09T13:46:00.005-04:002009-04-09T13:52:35.659-04:00

Actually it is the oak buds from our back yard.Don't forget my contest. Ends tomorrow. It you haven't entered yet please do. This a really fantastic book.

Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-21186387102185887772009-04-07T13:59:00.006-04:002009-04-08T07:39:58.638-04:00

Dear Mark,Today marks the anniversary of your birth. The day that forever changed my life. My how life has been altered since that day four years ago.Where has time gone. It was just last week when you were a tiny baby. And your father and I were a complete wreck. I used to stand above you bed and watch you sleep. So afraid that at any moment you would stop breathing. I ached for you when you

Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-10806374016947012952009-04-06T14:10:00.008-04:002009-04-07T07:48:35.260-04:00

Don't forget to go enter my giveaway here.Did I tell you I recently went on an Amazon Safari? I didn't! Well let me just tell you about it. I was trekking through the jungle. Just me, my camera, and my machete. Oh and my guide, Miguel. He carried pot, pans, my 3 room tent, clothes. What?! A girl has to live. So we went along parting the palms as we went. Then we saw it. I had heard tell of this

Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-69979698029337848102009-04-05T14:07:00.014-04:002009-04-06T14:09:57.328-04:00

We read here. A. Lot. Jason and I are both avid readers. We have tried to instill a love of reading in our kids as well. We've been reading to them daily from the time they were very small. They have always enjoyed the sound of a person's voice even when if they couldn't understand the words.I love books that have a flow to them. We enjoy stories that build from page to page.For Christmas my dear

Ellynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08907807448468020160noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3267896260362300800.post-77428788058030243742009-04-03T07:33:00.005-04:002009-04-03T10:22:18.884-04:00

Make sure and stop back in Monday. I will be hosting my first ever contest. I hope I can sleep this weekend.

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