Thursday, November 05, 2009
My heart hurts.
Rough day all around. Sad. Stressful. Not my most stellar parenting today... and getting Nolan to go to bed tonight was exhausting to say the very least.
I went over to Sandra's Remembrance Site and there is a gallery of pictures on the right hand side of the page. I was at first saddened to see the pic below, but now I am so thankful someone posted it. That's Sandra making a kissy face at Seth and Seth is being held by one of my most favoritist kids (except she's not a kid anymore) from my daycare days - Alecz.
Since we became moms, we hardly had a chance to get together anymore, in fact; the last time we were supposed to meet up (which was the first time in a long time) was the day before she went in the hospital with the SJS.
Her funeral is Saturday, ironically at the same time as my uncle's. I am choosing to go to hers; I hope my aunt understands. I need some closure to this... I need to hear the stories and see the pictures from happier times, so I don't remember my last visit with her in harborview as the way she was, because she was so much more than that. So much.
Rough day all around. Sad. Stressful. Not my most stellar parenting today... and getting Nolan to go to bed tonight was exhausting to say the very least.
I went over to Sandra's Remembrance Site and there is a gallery of pictures on the right hand side of the page. I was at first saddened to see the pic below, but now I am so thankful someone posted it. That's Sandra making a kissy face at Seth and Seth is being held by one of my most favoritist kids (except she's not a kid anymore) from my daycare days - Alecz.
Since we became moms, we hardly had a chance to get together anymore, in fact; the last time we were supposed to meet up (which was the first time in a long time) was the day before she went in the hospital with the SJS.
Her funeral is Saturday, ironically at the same time as my uncle's. I am choosing to go to hers; I hope my aunt understands. I need some closure to this... I need to hear the stories and see the pictures from happier times, so I don't remember my last visit with her in harborview as the way she was, because she was so much more than that. So much.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
So Sad.
My friend Sandra passed away yesterday. I am so sad for her... for her husband, and most of all for her daughter. She's 3 1/2 and hasn't had her mom around for the past 9 months, and now will never truly know how awesome her mom was.
Sandra and Adrianna Eunhae at her baby shower.
Sandra... not sure where I got this picture from, I think it was emailed shortly after she and her husband adopted Adrianna.
My friend Sandra passed away yesterday. I am so sad for her... for her husband, and most of all for her daughter. She's 3 1/2 and hasn't had her mom around for the past 9 months, and now will never truly know how awesome her mom was.
Sandra and Adrianna Eunhae at her baby shower.
Sandra... not sure where I got this picture from, I think it was emailed shortly after she and her husband adopted Adrianna.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
I'll Take Rage for $200 Alex.
*sigh* Today is day 3 of the meds (he's on Focalin XR)... it has definitely improved the crazy all over the place, driven by a machine kind of behavior. But it has left a sullen, angry and sad boy in it's place.
Granted, we are only on day 3, but he is not bubbly, or happy, or interactive much ... he plays by himself, and goes from 0 to pissed in mere seconds; exploding with screaming or occasionally exploding violently towards his brother (usually it's provoked, but still; kind of startling.)
He seems like a little dark cloud, and it's breaking my heart. He just sits on the couch looking so forlorn and depressed. I'm going to call the doctor tommorrow and we go back in on Thursday to check in, I'm hoping he's just adjusting and it'll work itself out. I just don't know. The meds definitely start to wear off around the 11/12 hour mark... not only does the pinball like behavior come back in, but so does his sunshine. Smiling, playing, chattering happily... almost makes the pinball stuff worth it.
Yesterday, I had to get on him about sharing (he was hoarding like a bazillion cars and wouldn't let Seth play with any of them) ... after arguing back and forth I finally said he was either going to share or he would have a time out. He screamed "NO!" at me, and I told him to go to his room for a time out. He refused, so I helped him (picked him up and took him there) and he started screaming "SHUT UP! SHUT UP FUCKER!" yeah. A. He has never told me to shut up. B. he's never called me a fucker. He hasn't used bad language in a long time actually... I was shocked. We had a few more bouts of him telling me to shut up, and such but he didn't say fucker again.
The meds make it so he doesn't nap anymore either, which really isn't a big deal since he's chilled out.
But the sadness is hard to watch. REALLY hard to watch. I'm so hoping he adjusts and my happy boy comes back.
*sigh* Today is day 3 of the meds (he's on Focalin XR)... it has definitely improved the crazy all over the place, driven by a machine kind of behavior. But it has left a sullen, angry and sad boy in it's place.
Granted, we are only on day 3, but he is not bubbly, or happy, or interactive much ... he plays by himself, and goes from 0 to pissed in mere seconds; exploding with screaming or occasionally exploding violently towards his brother (usually it's provoked, but still; kind of startling.)
He seems like a little dark cloud, and it's breaking my heart. He just sits on the couch looking so forlorn and depressed. I'm going to call the doctor tommorrow and we go back in on Thursday to check in, I'm hoping he's just adjusting and it'll work itself out. I just don't know. The meds definitely start to wear off around the 11/12 hour mark... not only does the pinball like behavior come back in, but so does his sunshine. Smiling, playing, chattering happily... almost makes the pinball stuff worth it.
Yesterday, I had to get on him about sharing (he was hoarding like a bazillion cars and wouldn't let Seth play with any of them) ... after arguing back and forth I finally said he was either going to share or he would have a time out. He screamed "NO!" at me, and I told him to go to his room for a time out. He refused, so I helped him (picked him up and took him there) and he started screaming "SHUT UP! SHUT UP FUCKER!" yeah. A. He has never told me to shut up. B. he's never called me a fucker. He hasn't used bad language in a long time actually... I was shocked. We had a few more bouts of him telling me to shut up, and such but he didn't say fucker again.
The meds make it so he doesn't nap anymore either, which really isn't a big deal since he's chilled out.
But the sadness is hard to watch. REALLY hard to watch. I'm so hoping he adjusts and my happy boy comes back.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Happy Halloween...
I'm starting day 3 of solo parenting... actually, day 3.5 if you want to be technical. I was called on Wednesday morning to come pick Seth up from daycare as he was running a temp of 101.8. Awesomeness. Aaron had been home on Monday with Nolan because he had a fever on Sunday. I had the time available, and was able to arrange coverage so I went ahead and picked him up. I ended up staying home Thursday and Friday as well because Aaron's work was crazy busy and he didn't feel comfortable not going in, as they were shorthanded.
Seth's fever finally- FINALLY broke yesterday morning. I haven't medicated him for a fever since Thursday night. Speaking of Thursday night, I took Nolan to children's hospital. That was the day of the disastrous dr. appt for his ADHD. When we got home, I left and met my sister and Ashley for dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory. When I got home from that around 8:30 Nolan had just gone to bed, I went in to say prayers with him and give him a kiss, and he complained that his tummy hurt.
Now, the last few weeks he has become a master manipulator at bedtime. Trying to distract us with questions, observations, etc when it's time for bed. He has resorted to having to go potty after we've already put him to bed, which enrages Aaron to no end, so my first thought was that he was stalling, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Turns out, he did have a tummy ache. It went from mild complaining, to grunting and not being able to sit still, to writhing and crying, to all out pacing and screaming "Make it stop! Make it stop!" It was about an hour and a half total time while this was going on. I called the consulting nurse hotline for our doctor's office as I went up to the grocery store to get some gas medicine. I wasn't sure what I was going to get, but I figured it was probably gas pains he was having.
The consulting nurse said to take him in, that 15 minutes of stomach pain is when they reccommend the child to be seen, and it had been going on at this point for almost 2 hours. I went home and Aaron had him laying on the couch (which we hadn't been able to get him to do prior to that; I wanted to put a warm compress on his tummy, but he couldn't hold still.) He was pale and silent; almost asleep, though he was sweaty. Aaron said it got really bad while I was gone, he was freaking Aaron out, and he doesn't usually get too rattled. He said his chest hurt and his tummy hurt. But in a flash, it seemed like whatever he was feeling, passed. I made him get up and walk around and he was being his normal funny self, so we figured screw it. Aaron set up the aerobed so I could camp out with Nolan in the front room; and keep an eye on him, and we figured that would be fine.
I called my mom a little while later and while we were on the phone his tummy started hurting again. He started crying and grunting, so we put his shoes on and I got dressed, and off to Children's we went. It was about a 25 minute drive, the first ten he cried and hollered and then he fell asleep. Once we got to Children's, he was totally fine. I still had him checked out, we were there about an hour or so, and they proclaimed it probably just gas. He was totally fine, so they didn't run any tests, he responded favorably to the physical exam... so apparently he just had some kind of indigestion. Next time, they said we could try maalox, and it should help.
Thankfully he was fine, but man it was really scary there for a bit. Today is the third day because Aaron is fixing his car down at my sister's house with my uncle; the heater core or something went out, and seeing as how cold it's starting to get, he needs to get it fixed. But man, I am ITCHING to get out of this house and back to work!
I'm starting day 3 of solo parenting... actually, day 3.5 if you want to be technical. I was called on Wednesday morning to come pick Seth up from daycare as he was running a temp of 101.8. Awesomeness. Aaron had been home on Monday with Nolan because he had a fever on Sunday. I had the time available, and was able to arrange coverage so I went ahead and picked him up. I ended up staying home Thursday and Friday as well because Aaron's work was crazy busy and he didn't feel comfortable not going in, as they were shorthanded.
Seth's fever finally- FINALLY broke yesterday morning. I haven't medicated him for a fever since Thursday night. Speaking of Thursday night, I took Nolan to children's hospital. That was the day of the disastrous dr. appt for his ADHD. When we got home, I left and met my sister and Ashley for dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory. When I got home from that around 8:30 Nolan had just gone to bed, I went in to say prayers with him and give him a kiss, and he complained that his tummy hurt.
Now, the last few weeks he has become a master manipulator at bedtime. Trying to distract us with questions, observations, etc when it's time for bed. He has resorted to having to go potty after we've already put him to bed, which enrages Aaron to no end, so my first thought was that he was stalling, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Turns out, he did have a tummy ache. It went from mild complaining, to grunting and not being able to sit still, to writhing and crying, to all out pacing and screaming "Make it stop! Make it stop!" It was about an hour and a half total time while this was going on. I called the consulting nurse hotline for our doctor's office as I went up to the grocery store to get some gas medicine. I wasn't sure what I was going to get, but I figured it was probably gas pains he was having.
The consulting nurse said to take him in, that 15 minutes of stomach pain is when they reccommend the child to be seen, and it had been going on at this point for almost 2 hours. I went home and Aaron had him laying on the couch (which we hadn't been able to get him to do prior to that; I wanted to put a warm compress on his tummy, but he couldn't hold still.) He was pale and silent; almost asleep, though he was sweaty. Aaron said it got really bad while I was gone, he was freaking Aaron out, and he doesn't usually get too rattled. He said his chest hurt and his tummy hurt. But in a flash, it seemed like whatever he was feeling, passed. I made him get up and walk around and he was being his normal funny self, so we figured screw it. Aaron set up the aerobed so I could camp out with Nolan in the front room; and keep an eye on him, and we figured that would be fine.
I called my mom a little while later and while we were on the phone his tummy started hurting again. He started crying and grunting, so we put his shoes on and I got dressed, and off to Children's we went. It was about a 25 minute drive, the first ten he cried and hollered and then he fell asleep. Once we got to Children's, he was totally fine. I still had him checked out, we were there about an hour or so, and they proclaimed it probably just gas. He was totally fine, so they didn't run any tests, he responded favorably to the physical exam... so apparently he just had some kind of indigestion. Next time, they said we could try maalox, and it should help.
Thankfully he was fine, but man it was really scary there for a bit. Today is the third day because Aaron is fixing his car down at my sister's house with my uncle; the heater core or something went out, and seeing as how cold it's starting to get, he needs to get it fixed. But man, I am ITCHING to get out of this house and back to work!
Friday, October 30, 2009
A.D.H.D.
So, yeah. Nolan was diagnosed yesterday with ADHD. Am I surprised? No. Am I relieved? No. Am I Sad? Kind of. I am also worried, afraid and exhausted. This lovable, smart, curious and busy boy has always been intense. He's always been feast or famine... and when I say feast or famine I mean HOLY SHIT THAT'S A TON OF FOOD LET'S EAT TILL OUR GUTS POP feast and OHMYGODIMGONNADIEIMSOHUNGRYWHYDOYOUHATEMEJUSTFEEDMEONEMORSELJUSTONEMORSEL famine. He's never been a middle of the road kind of kid.
He's also always been demanding, stubborn, willful and insistent. In good and not so good ways. But in the last year, and actually, in the last month, I have kind of woken up out of the fog I was in, and realized that there is indeed a problem. What may or may not have been obvious to everyone else, was not so obvious to me. Some of the things I'd always chalked up to personality traits, may in fact, not be personality traits.
Our home is like a warzone sometimes. A lot of the time actually. A lot of yelling, fighting, frustration, punishments... and it's usually between Nolan and I or Nolan and Aaron. Not that Seth doesn't get his fair share in, or that he isn't all too happy to participate when Nolan's decided that life is boring and he needs to run around the condo throwing things, shrieking 'nnneeeeeeeehhhhhaaaaawwwwww!!!!!!' and generally causing total chaos. But more often than not, It's Nolan vs. the household.
When he was younger, I didn't really think his behavior was all that out of the ordinary. Maybe it wasn't... I'm not sure. Like I said, he's always been intense. But when my parents came and stayed the weekend with us in the beginning of October, it was one of the first real wake up calls I've had. I mean the suspicions were there for a loooong time under the surface. I'd even spoken to my mom and sister and friends about some of the issues Aaron and I were dealing with when it came to Mr. Nolan. But having my mom and dad here for 3 days, bearing witness to what we deal with day in and day out... I realized how embarassing it was to have a child who didn't listen to us AT ALL. Who ran around like a wild banshee doing whatever he pleased, who attacked his brother any time he felt wronged...Normally it's mostly frustrating, but with witnesses it's down right embarassing. I also realized how damn exhausted we are all the time from being in fight mode 24/7.
So I did some googling and some reading... my suspicion being that he had ADHD. And when I read the symptoms of the Hyperactive Type and Impulsive Type it was like a description of Nolan. I read the symptoms in the DSM-IV and sure enough. He also has some signs of Oppositional Defiance Disorder, but the main concern at this point is the ADHD.
Anyhoo, I contacted the doctor's office, they gave us some forms to fill out, and to have his teachers fill out. We returned them and they got us in the next week. (Yesterday)... and awesomely enough, he chose that hour to be the craziest he's ever been. Turning the lights on and off while we were speaking to the doctor, throwing things in the office, turning the faucet on at the handwashing station and flinging water at his brother, running in circles, opening and slamming the door, screaming, etc etc etc. It was so fucking stressful, I can't even begin to put into words how I felt when we left.
Ultimately, it was a good thing that he put himself on display like that, the doctor saw exactly what we deal with day in and day out, though admittedly, he was operating on a level we had previously only glimpsed. The doc said basically after reading the questionnaires and observing him, it was pretty much a slam dunk. He said he understood it felt like we were in crisis mode, but that there was hope and there was stuff we could do.
I told him the stuff I've tried already... enrolling him in soccer, positive reinforcement, constant redirecting/encouragement, taking him off dairy products, removing food coloring and preservatives from his diet... bladdy bladdy bladdy. He suggested medication, and though it scares the living shit out of me to put him on medication for this, I agreed to try. I am at my wits end, and I am tired of yelling, tired of screaming, tired of spanking, tired of taking toys away... I'm tired of him saying "I was bad mom?" when he has to go to bed early. I always tell him "no, you weren't bad, you just need to make better choices."
Anyway. We are focusing on the ADHD portion of his behavior right now, with the hope that the Oppositional stuff will kind of fade a bit. The doctor says that many times, you get in such a battle of wills, and the child is so tired of being in trouble or being redirected, they become completely defiant as a coping mechanism. His hope is that if we can get Nolan chilled out a little bit, some of that defiance will start to crumble and our parenting will be all the more effective. I really fucking hope so.
I love this boy so much it hurts. I want him to do well, I KNOW he can do well, he is so bright and has so much to offer. I just want to make it easier for him to find his way.
So, yeah. Nolan was diagnosed yesterday with ADHD. Am I surprised? No. Am I relieved? No. Am I Sad? Kind of. I am also worried, afraid and exhausted. This lovable, smart, curious and busy boy has always been intense. He's always been feast or famine... and when I say feast or famine I mean HOLY SHIT THAT'S A TON OF FOOD LET'S EAT TILL OUR GUTS POP feast and OHMYGODIMGONNADIEIMSOHUNGRYWHYDOYOUHATEMEJUSTFEEDMEONEMORSELJUSTONEMORSEL famine. He's never been a middle of the road kind of kid.
He's also always been demanding, stubborn, willful and insistent. In good and not so good ways. But in the last year, and actually, in the last month, I have kind of woken up out of the fog I was in, and realized that there is indeed a problem. What may or may not have been obvious to everyone else, was not so obvious to me. Some of the things I'd always chalked up to personality traits, may in fact, not be personality traits.
Our home is like a warzone sometimes. A lot of the time actually. A lot of yelling, fighting, frustration, punishments... and it's usually between Nolan and I or Nolan and Aaron. Not that Seth doesn't get his fair share in, or that he isn't all too happy to participate when Nolan's decided that life is boring and he needs to run around the condo throwing things, shrieking 'nnneeeeeeeehhhhhaaaaawwwwww!!!!!!' and generally causing total chaos. But more often than not, It's Nolan vs. the household.
When he was younger, I didn't really think his behavior was all that out of the ordinary. Maybe it wasn't... I'm not sure. Like I said, he's always been intense. But when my parents came and stayed the weekend with us in the beginning of October, it was one of the first real wake up calls I've had. I mean the suspicions were there for a loooong time under the surface. I'd even spoken to my mom and sister and friends about some of the issues Aaron and I were dealing with when it came to Mr. Nolan. But having my mom and dad here for 3 days, bearing witness to what we deal with day in and day out... I realized how embarassing it was to have a child who didn't listen to us AT ALL. Who ran around like a wild banshee doing whatever he pleased, who attacked his brother any time he felt wronged...Normally it's mostly frustrating, but with witnesses it's down right embarassing. I also realized how damn exhausted we are all the time from being in fight mode 24/7.
So I did some googling and some reading... my suspicion being that he had ADHD. And when I read the symptoms of the Hyperactive Type and Impulsive Type it was like a description of Nolan. I read the symptoms in the DSM-IV and sure enough. He also has some signs of Oppositional Defiance Disorder, but the main concern at this point is the ADHD.
Anyhoo, I contacted the doctor's office, they gave us some forms to fill out, and to have his teachers fill out. We returned them and they got us in the next week. (Yesterday)... and awesomely enough, he chose that hour to be the craziest he's ever been. Turning the lights on and off while we were speaking to the doctor, throwing things in the office, turning the faucet on at the handwashing station and flinging water at his brother, running in circles, opening and slamming the door, screaming, etc etc etc. It was so fucking stressful, I can't even begin to put into words how I felt when we left.
Ultimately, it was a good thing that he put himself on display like that, the doctor saw exactly what we deal with day in and day out, though admittedly, he was operating on a level we had previously only glimpsed. The doc said basically after reading the questionnaires and observing him, it was pretty much a slam dunk. He said he understood it felt like we were in crisis mode, but that there was hope and there was stuff we could do.
I told him the stuff I've tried already... enrolling him in soccer, positive reinforcement, constant redirecting/encouragement, taking him off dairy products, removing food coloring and preservatives from his diet... bladdy bladdy bladdy. He suggested medication, and though it scares the living shit out of me to put him on medication for this, I agreed to try. I am at my wits end, and I am tired of yelling, tired of screaming, tired of spanking, tired of taking toys away... I'm tired of him saying "I was bad mom?" when he has to go to bed early. I always tell him "no, you weren't bad, you just need to make better choices."
Anyway. We are focusing on the ADHD portion of his behavior right now, with the hope that the Oppositional stuff will kind of fade a bit. The doctor says that many times, you get in such a battle of wills, and the child is so tired of being in trouble or being redirected, they become completely defiant as a coping mechanism. His hope is that if we can get Nolan chilled out a little bit, some of that defiance will start to crumble and our parenting will be all the more effective. I really fucking hope so.
I love this boy so much it hurts. I want him to do well, I KNOW he can do well, he is so bright and has so much to offer. I just want to make it easier for him to find his way.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
HOLY.MOLY.
My sister posted this to my flickr stream and I was AMAZED at how much miss Natalie looks like her mama and her papa. I'll have to try to find pics to compare.
My sister posted this to my flickr stream and I was AMAZED at how much miss Natalie looks like her mama and her papa. I'll have to try to find pics to compare.
Monday, October 05, 2009
The Haps
Long time no blog. I know right? It's been a busy busy couple of weeks, months, summer, etc.
This past week or two sure was a humdinger. My new niece who turned a whole month old last weekend (wtf is THAT about?! Time is flying!) gave us all a scare. If you've been following me on twitter, you know what's going on. I may not blog much, but I twitter all the time.
To make a long story short, my sister noticed that Natalie was not able to keep down her bottles. She was continually forcefully vomiting her bottles up shortly after eating. She was gassy and fussy and not the happy laid back baby she had been previously. There were many trips to the doctor in a short period of time, a trip to Mary Bridge Hospital and even more trips after that to the doc. And Nothing changed. New formula didn't work, special formula didn't work, meds didn't work, nothing.
Finally Laurie had had enough of the go around and took her to Children's Hospital last Monday night. They were stumped at first too, but within 24 hours had diagnosed her with Pyloric Stenosis and a few hours later she was in surgery for the very correctable problem. They went home on Wednesday afternoon and she has returned to being the chill, awesome baby she was before this whole mess. Thank God.
Anyhoo, here are some pictures...
Guess who started Soccer this year?
Seth amused himself by hiding in the goal
Long time no blog. I know right? It's been a busy busy couple of weeks, months, summer, etc.
This past week or two sure was a humdinger. My new niece who turned a whole month old last weekend (wtf is THAT about?! Time is flying!) gave us all a scare. If you've been following me on twitter, you know what's going on. I may not blog much, but I twitter all the time.
To make a long story short, my sister noticed that Natalie was not able to keep down her bottles. She was continually forcefully vomiting her bottles up shortly after eating. She was gassy and fussy and not the happy laid back baby she had been previously. There were many trips to the doctor in a short period of time, a trip to Mary Bridge Hospital and even more trips after that to the doc. And Nothing changed. New formula didn't work, special formula didn't work, meds didn't work, nothing.
Finally Laurie had had enough of the go around and took her to Children's Hospital last Monday night. They were stumped at first too, but within 24 hours had diagnosed her with Pyloric Stenosis and a few hours later she was in surgery for the very correctable problem. They went home on Wednesday afternoon and she has returned to being the chill, awesome baby she was before this whole mess. Thank God.
Anyhoo, here are some pictures...
Guess who started Soccer this year?
Seth amused himself by hiding in the goal
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Last Batch
Jessica and her son Andrew, he is my godson. he will be twelve next month. TWELVE.
the new family, Andrew, Jess and Kevin.
Not sure why, but I love this picture of us.
All of the bride's wedding party came down this rocky path to start the ceremony
The ceremony was literally less than 10 minutes. Aaron wasn't able to get a picture of Nolan coming down the stairs because as soon as I came down, Seth made a beeline for me and when Aaron intercepted him ... well, to put it mildly, he freaked the eff out. Then when Nolan got to the bottom of the path and didn't see me he promptly wigged out himself. Cathy went over and walked him up the aisle as he bawled, no pics yet, I'm hoping that the wedding photog got some though.
Even though the ceremony was short, it was lovely. They couldn't have picked a more perfect spot to get married.
The table centerpieces had rocks and the boys were all about counting them. and then fighting over who had more.
I crack her up ;)
toasts
I think this is hilarious, the bride and groom getting direction from the bride's ex boyfriend on cutting the cake. too funny!
Jessica and her son Andrew, he is my godson. he will be twelve next month. TWELVE.
the new family, Andrew, Jess and Kevin.
Not sure why, but I love this picture of us.
All of the bride's wedding party came down this rocky path to start the ceremony
The ceremony was literally less than 10 minutes. Aaron wasn't able to get a picture of Nolan coming down the stairs because as soon as I came down, Seth made a beeline for me and when Aaron intercepted him ... well, to put it mildly, he freaked the eff out. Then when Nolan got to the bottom of the path and didn't see me he promptly wigged out himself. Cathy went over and walked him up the aisle as he bawled, no pics yet, I'm hoping that the wedding photog got some though.
Even though the ceremony was short, it was lovely. They couldn't have picked a more perfect spot to get married.
The table centerpieces had rocks and the boys were all about counting them. and then fighting over who had more.
I crack her up ;)
toasts
I think this is hilarious, the bride and groom getting direction from the bride's ex boyfriend on cutting the cake. too funny!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
A Few Recent Funnies
Nolan this morning: "wow... look at all the stars."
Me: "I know, aren't they pretty?"
Nolan: "I don't want the stars to fall on us Mommy."
Me: "Don't worry honey, their home is in the sky. They won't fall on us."
(a minute or two passes by as we are driving)
Nolan: "yeah but they're following us."
Seth last night: "iss dark ousside?
Me: "yes, that means it's almost time to go to sleep."
Seth: "I go sleep inna dark?"
Me: "yes, that's right, we sleep in the dark."
Seth: "I no wanna sleep inna dark"
Me: "why not?"
Seth: "Monstas gonna get me"
Me: "no, we don't have any monsters Seth. No monsters will get you buddy."
Seth: "yes will."
Me: "No, honey. No monsters will get you. No monsters at all."
Seth: "ok. I need a kiss onna nose."
:)
The day of the wedding it was virtually impossible to do naptime. The closest we came was putting a movie on and turning the lights off. Cathy and i got ready while the boys laid on the bed. Seth conked out, and Nolan of course fought it with every fiber.
Cathy touching Jessica up before we all got dressed
and again as we went through the whole taking pictures part of the day.
Put that goddamn camera down or I will powder you.
This guy was so handsome, and so tired. Also, the shoes we bought for him the day before didn't fit. So he got to wear lightning Mcqueen sandals. Awesome. Yes, I was THAT mom.
I can see how tired he is in this picture.
I might also mention that during this time, Nolan was completely uncooperative. He wasn't being awful or anything, but was not cooperative at all. He was totally exhausted. Aaron was out driving around letting Seth fall asleep in the backseat, and then he eventually came back and got Nolan too, and drove around for an additional hour hoping Nolan would fall asleep. I believe he finally did, but man he was CRANKY when we woke him up.
Can I have my candy NOW?
My handsome hubby and I
I love this picture.
Nolan this morning: "wow... look at all the stars."
Me: "I know, aren't they pretty?"
Nolan: "I don't want the stars to fall on us Mommy."
Me: "Don't worry honey, their home is in the sky. They won't fall on us."
(a minute or two passes by as we are driving)
Nolan: "yeah but they're following us."
Seth last night: "iss dark ousside?
Me: "yes, that means it's almost time to go to sleep."
Seth: "I go sleep inna dark?"
Me: "yes, that's right, we sleep in the dark."
Seth: "I no wanna sleep inna dark"
Me: "why not?"
Seth: "Monstas gonna get me"
Me: "no, we don't have any monsters Seth. No monsters will get you buddy."
Seth: "yes will."
Me: "No, honey. No monsters will get you. No monsters at all."
Seth: "ok. I need a kiss onna nose."
:)
The day of the wedding it was virtually impossible to do naptime. The closest we came was putting a movie on and turning the lights off. Cathy and i got ready while the boys laid on the bed. Seth conked out, and Nolan of course fought it with every fiber.
Cathy touching Jessica up before we all got dressed
and again as we went through the whole taking pictures part of the day.
Put that goddamn camera down or I will powder you.
This guy was so handsome, and so tired. Also, the shoes we bought for him the day before didn't fit. So he got to wear lightning Mcqueen sandals. Awesome. Yes, I was THAT mom.
I can see how tired he is in this picture.
I might also mention that during this time, Nolan was completely uncooperative. He wasn't being awful or anything, but was not cooperative at all. He was totally exhausted. Aaron was out driving around letting Seth fall asleep in the backseat, and then he eventually came back and got Nolan too, and drove around for an additional hour hoping Nolan would fall asleep. I believe he finally did, but man he was CRANKY when we woke him up.
Can I have my candy NOW?
My handsome hubby and I
I love this picture.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Great, Now I'm Addicted to Farkle.
I swear, I have been playing bejeweled blitz on facebook like CRAZY lately. Today I discovered farkle. I have played it probably 20 times this afternoon. Productive, no? That would explain the mountain of laundry that awaits me. But the day hasn't been a total waste.
I shaved Asa, I cut all three boys' hair, did a load of laundry, made lunch and dinner, went to church and scored a pair of dockers and old navy khaki capri's for 16 bucks at value village. Not too shabby.
oh and of course, I'm updating, which earns me a medal anyway. The best part is that we are at the most, 45 minutes away from bedtime. WOOT! The boys are finishing dinner and then it's bathtime and THEN it's bedtime. Holla!
Anyway, here are more Wenatchee wedding pics.
The morning of the wedding day, I took the boys on a walk into Wenatchee. I knew Aaron would have the solo parent responsibility in the afternoon while I was at the wedding and getting pictures taken, etc. So I wanted to give him a bit of a break in the morning. And since they were up at O' dark thirty, we headed out around 9am.
This fountain was only a block or two from our hotel
PuppyDoggy! PuppyDoggy!
awwwwww
I loved the painted windows on the stores, very retro feeling.
by the time we got back, we were all ready for a dip in the pool
Seth was NOT a fan of the elevator. Often tried walking away from the elevator when we were waiting for it, and then once we were in it, he held on for dear life.
all done?
not quite
I don't have many pics from the pool because I only brought the camera in at the end. The pool was really cool though, the whole thing didn't get deeper than 3 feet, and the first part of it was chest high for the boys.
That's MY boy :)
I swear, I have been playing bejeweled blitz on facebook like CRAZY lately. Today I discovered farkle. I have played it probably 20 times this afternoon. Productive, no? That would explain the mountain of laundry that awaits me. But the day hasn't been a total waste.
I shaved Asa, I cut all three boys' hair, did a load of laundry, made lunch and dinner, went to church and scored a pair of dockers and old navy khaki capri's for 16 bucks at value village. Not too shabby.
oh and of course, I'm updating, which earns me a medal anyway. The best part is that we are at the most, 45 minutes away from bedtime. WOOT! The boys are finishing dinner and then it's bathtime and THEN it's bedtime. Holla!
Anyway, here are more Wenatchee wedding pics.
The morning of the wedding day, I took the boys on a walk into Wenatchee. I knew Aaron would have the solo parent responsibility in the afternoon while I was at the wedding and getting pictures taken, etc. So I wanted to give him a bit of a break in the morning. And since they were up at O' dark thirty, we headed out around 9am.
This fountain was only a block or two from our hotel
PuppyDoggy! PuppyDoggy!
awwwwww
I loved the painted windows on the stores, very retro feeling.
by the time we got back, we were all ready for a dip in the pool
Seth was NOT a fan of the elevator. Often tried walking away from the elevator when we were waiting for it, and then once we were in it, he held on for dear life.
all done?
not quite
I don't have many pics from the pool because I only brought the camera in at the end. The pool was really cool though, the whole thing didn't get deeper than 3 feet, and the first part of it was chest high for the boys.
That's MY boy :)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sweet Angel Child has become Argumentative Sassy Mouth
Not that I didn’t expect it of course, I mean, we ARE on the cusp of his third birthday. As I recall, the third birthday marked a particularly large growth of the devil horns in Nolan. We’ve been treating his sassy mouth with time outs and reprimands etc. It seems more like he’s trying to feel out his limits.
But then we have the arguing. And by the way, HE IS RIGHT. If you attempt to correct him, he gets pissed and yells and insists that you are wrong. Example: last night I was reading him the little alphabet book and showing him what letters are what, and blah blah blah. It went a little something like this:
Me: A is for Apple
Seth: No, not apple, is fruit.
Me: Apple is the name of the fruit.
Seth: NO! NOT APPLE! IS FRUIT!!!
Me: ok then, B is for Butterfly
Seth: No not butterfly, is buggy.
Me: ok, B can be for buggy, but the buggy’s name is butterfly.
Seth: No, is buggy. Not butterfly.
Me: C is for cat
Seth: No, not cat, is KITTYcat.
Me: Well kittycat and cat are the same thing! (totally trying to make him see how cool it is that a cat and kittycat can be the same thing)
Seth: No! not cat, is KITTYCAT!
Me: D is for dog.
Seth: No! not dog, is PUPPYDOG!
Me: oh for the love of God, let’s go watch tv.
Here are some old pics from the beginning of August when we went to Wenatchee for Jessica and Kevin's wedding! (There are more pictures, probably to be spread out over 3-4 entries.)
Chilling out in our hotel room, the boys were pretty enthralled in the beds and tv and the 'view' of the railroad tracks from our window.
Best thing we did: brought a backpack full of toys and books. Saved our asses BIG TIME.
In line for a pre-rehearsal starbucks... it was a bazillion degrees and I was in dire need of caffeine.
The wedding was at Ohme Gardens and though it was literally just on the outskirts of town, in town we were sweating and miserable, and because of the location of this place ... think shady, cliffside, etc... it was breezy and so nice. A good 10 degrees cooler I would guess. Plus, it was gorgeous. Lots of paths like this to explore.
discussing wedding preperations before the rehearsal... girl in green is the bride to be. I've known her since the third grade. THIRD GRADE! The guy on the right is her ex boyfriend from high school... I've known him since I was 15, he was the man of honor. He helped plan her wedding, and he did a fantastic job.
I thought snacks might bribe him into being cooperative... I was wrong.
Rehearsing
Seth flirting with the bride
They had nametags at the rehearsal dinner, and the boys wanted one, and then promptly decided they DIDN'T want one. Aaron agreed to hold on to them.
thank goodness for remembering to put movies on our iphones. This helped when the boys were totally wily and bored and not making good choices.
This lovely lady with me is Cathy. (Or as the boys called her Miss Cassie)... I've known her since 7th grade, she was the maid of honor and she got the (un)lucky privelege of bunking in with us at the hotel. It was great though, I haven't spent time with her like that in years, and it was the first time she really got to see my boys. And they were totally enthralled with her.
Jess and I
God bless Aaron, he really took up most of the parenting duties that weekend, allowing me to participate in the wedding, and socialize with old friends. He was awesome, and I had a fabulous time, which I couldn't have had without him.
Troy and his mom Debra, it was so great catching up with them as well.
The funny thing is, I've never though he looked like his mom until I saw this picture and then I was like OH MY GAWD HE LOOKS LIKE HIS MOM! Funny what perspective pictures can give you.
Not that I didn’t expect it of course, I mean, we ARE on the cusp of his third birthday. As I recall, the third birthday marked a particularly large growth of the devil horns in Nolan. We’ve been treating his sassy mouth with time outs and reprimands etc. It seems more like he’s trying to feel out his limits.
But then we have the arguing. And by the way, HE IS RIGHT. If you attempt to correct him, he gets pissed and yells and insists that you are wrong. Example: last night I was reading him the little alphabet book and showing him what letters are what, and blah blah blah. It went a little something like this:
Me: A is for Apple
Seth: No, not apple, is fruit.
Me: Apple is the name of the fruit.
Seth: NO! NOT APPLE! IS FRUIT!!!
Me: ok then, B is for Butterfly
Seth: No not butterfly, is buggy.
Me: ok, B can be for buggy, but the buggy’s name is butterfly.
Seth: No, is buggy. Not butterfly.
Me: C is for cat
Seth: No, not cat, is KITTYcat.
Me: Well kittycat and cat are the same thing! (totally trying to make him see how cool it is that a cat and kittycat can be the same thing)
Seth: No! not cat, is KITTYCAT!
Me: D is for dog.
Seth: No! not dog, is PUPPYDOG!
Me: oh for the love of God, let’s go watch tv.
Here are some old pics from the beginning of August when we went to Wenatchee for Jessica and Kevin's wedding! (There are more pictures, probably to be spread out over 3-4 entries.)
Chilling out in our hotel room, the boys were pretty enthralled in the beds and tv and the 'view' of the railroad tracks from our window.
Best thing we did: brought a backpack full of toys and books. Saved our asses BIG TIME.
In line for a pre-rehearsal starbucks... it was a bazillion degrees and I was in dire need of caffeine.
The wedding was at Ohme Gardens and though it was literally just on the outskirts of town, in town we were sweating and miserable, and because of the location of this place ... think shady, cliffside, etc... it was breezy and so nice. A good 10 degrees cooler I would guess. Plus, it was gorgeous. Lots of paths like this to explore.
discussing wedding preperations before the rehearsal... girl in green is the bride to be. I've known her since the third grade. THIRD GRADE! The guy on the right is her ex boyfriend from high school... I've known him since I was 15, he was the man of honor. He helped plan her wedding, and he did a fantastic job.
I thought snacks might bribe him into being cooperative... I was wrong.
Rehearsing
Seth flirting with the bride
They had nametags at the rehearsal dinner, and the boys wanted one, and then promptly decided they DIDN'T want one. Aaron agreed to hold on to them.
thank goodness for remembering to put movies on our iphones. This helped when the boys were totally wily and bored and not making good choices.
This lovely lady with me is Cathy. (Or as the boys called her Miss Cassie)... I've known her since 7th grade, she was the maid of honor and she got the (un)lucky privelege of bunking in with us at the hotel. It was great though, I haven't spent time with her like that in years, and it was the first time she really got to see my boys. And they were totally enthralled with her.
Jess and I
God bless Aaron, he really took up most of the parenting duties that weekend, allowing me to participate in the wedding, and socialize with old friends. He was awesome, and I had a fabulous time, which I couldn't have had without him.
Troy and his mom Debra, it was so great catching up with them as well.
The funny thing is, I've never though he looked like his mom until I saw this picture and then I was like OH MY GAWD HE LOOKS LIKE HIS MOM! Funny what perspective pictures can give you.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Oh yeah, I have a blog.
I don’t know what my problem is in regards to blogging lately. Actually, that’s not true. I know what part of it is. Part of it is that I’m so tired and done with the day when I get home, get dinner done, kids bathed and in jammies, and off to bed… that by the time I sit in front of the computer, it’s all I can do to read blogs, catch up on facebook and zone out while playing bejeweled (on facebook)… I just don’t have much time or energy anymore for blogging.
For a week or so I was seriously contemplating taking it down… am still sort of thinking about it. I don’t like the guilty feeling when I don’t update. But then again, I kind of like having a blog. I enjoy looking back and seeing what I was up to at certain times in my life, and since I most DEFINITELY do not have time to write in a journal anymore, this blog is my only link to what’s going on.
I am going to start drafting entries in Word and then saving them to my thumb drive, and we’ll see if I don’t get more entries pumped out that way. (OBVIOUSLY THIS IS A FAIL, as this was written the week before labor day and I am just getting it published now. Gah.) I can’t update this bad boy from work; or rather, I won’t. I actually like my job and don’t want to jeopardize it for anything.
So, let’s see… what’s going on…. I can’t believe it’s already September 2nd. WTF. I am so not ready for fall… and yet I am. I am not ready for cold, for long pants and for dark mornings. I am ready for pumpkins, and chai tea (the only time I can drink it is the fall) and the feeling of impending holidays. BTW, it’s only 114 (make that 105) days to Christmas. (You’re Welcome mom.)
Also, most importantly, we recently had a new addition to the family. Not my little family, but my sister’s. She had a beautiful baby girl last week. Natalie Paige was born on the 27th and stunned us all by weighing nearly 8lbs and not looking like her brother! Luke was a picture of Lori, and Natalie seems to favor daddy more in the looks department. Though there have been a few pictures where I swear I see Lori (as a baby) and even a few that remind me of my Grandma.
I got to see her and hold her on Thursday and Friday of last week, and was planning on going to their house over the weekend to get some baby lovins, but I came down with the cold from hell and have been homebound. I am feeling a hell of a lot better though (seriously, Mucinex – the bomb diggity. Or as Nolan would say “the bomb-dot-com”.) I am really hoping to be completely over it so I can go down and love on her this weekend. **update** I made it down TWICE last weekend and got lots of baby time, what a doll she is. Seriously. Not that I am biased or anything. See for yourself:
I don’t know what my problem is in regards to blogging lately. Actually, that’s not true. I know what part of it is. Part of it is that I’m so tired and done with the day when I get home, get dinner done, kids bathed and in jammies, and off to bed… that by the time I sit in front of the computer, it’s all I can do to read blogs, catch up on facebook and zone out while playing bejeweled (on facebook)… I just don’t have much time or energy anymore for blogging.
For a week or so I was seriously contemplating taking it down… am still sort of thinking about it. I don’t like the guilty feeling when I don’t update. But then again, I kind of like having a blog. I enjoy looking back and seeing what I was up to at certain times in my life, and since I most DEFINITELY do not have time to write in a journal anymore, this blog is my only link to what’s going on.
I am going to start drafting entries in Word and then saving them to my thumb drive, and we’ll see if I don’t get more entries pumped out that way. (OBVIOUSLY THIS IS A FAIL, as this was written the week before labor day and I am just getting it published now. Gah.) I can’t update this bad boy from work; or rather, I won’t. I actually like my job and don’t want to jeopardize it for anything.
So, let’s see… what’s going on…. I can’t believe it’s already September 2nd. WTF. I am so not ready for fall… and yet I am. I am not ready for cold, for long pants and for dark mornings. I am ready for pumpkins, and chai tea (the only time I can drink it is the fall) and the feeling of impending holidays. BTW, it’s only 114 (make that 105) days to Christmas. (You’re Welcome mom.)
Also, most importantly, we recently had a new addition to the family. Not my little family, but my sister’s. She had a beautiful baby girl last week. Natalie Paige was born on the 27th and stunned us all by weighing nearly 8lbs and not looking like her brother! Luke was a picture of Lori, and Natalie seems to favor daddy more in the looks department. Though there have been a few pictures where I swear I see Lori (as a baby) and even a few that remind me of my Grandma.
I got to see her and hold her on Thursday and Friday of last week, and was planning on going to their house over the weekend to get some baby lovins, but I came down with the cold from hell and have been homebound. I am feeling a hell of a lot better though (seriously, Mucinex – the bomb diggity. Or as Nolan would say “the bomb-dot-com”.) I am really hoping to be completely over it so I can go down and love on her this weekend. **update** I made it down TWICE last weekend and got lots of baby time, what a doll she is. Seriously. Not that I am biased or anything. See for yourself:
Monday, August 17, 2009
*Yawn*
10 days... TEN DAYS until my niece is born!!!! Not that I am excited or anything ;) Aaron and I took that Thursday and Friday off to go hang out at the hospital and get some baby holding time in.
I think Aaron is secretly (or not so secretly) hoping that baby Natalie will qwell any kind of desire I have to have more babies.
Who knows. When I think about having more kids, I don't really want to. Our hands are full right now, I'm tired of being broke... I don't know that I want to go back and start over.
But when I think about a specific baby... like if we have a boy, how his name will likely be Cole... and I imagine him ... then I want to have another baby so bad I can almost taste it. Or when I think about having a girl, how her name would be Annaliese... and be called Annie. Well I think it's inevitable. We will have another baby.
Truth be told, I feel like someone is missing from our family. I am just not ready to do anything about it.
Anyway, I secretly(or not so secretly) kind of hope I am done. I guess time will tell.
scene from Lori's baby shower
This is my cousin Matt's little girl Keely. ♥
The Linus boys
When it was like 100+ degrees here a week or two ago, Ben was MISERABLE. He actually laid under this cold wet rag for about 20 minutes.
I posted this on twitter last week, but this was a note home from daycare. Nolan is learning about Karma apparently.
10 days... TEN DAYS until my niece is born!!!! Not that I am excited or anything ;) Aaron and I took that Thursday and Friday off to go hang out at the hospital and get some baby holding time in.
I think Aaron is secretly (or not so secretly) hoping that baby Natalie will qwell any kind of desire I have to have more babies.
Who knows. When I think about having more kids, I don't really want to. Our hands are full right now, I'm tired of being broke... I don't know that I want to go back and start over.
But when I think about a specific baby... like if we have a boy, how his name will likely be Cole... and I imagine him ... then I want to have another baby so bad I can almost taste it. Or when I think about having a girl, how her name would be Annaliese... and be called Annie. Well I think it's inevitable. We will have another baby.
Truth be told, I feel like someone is missing from our family. I am just not ready to do anything about it.
Anyway, I secretly(or not so secretly) kind of hope I am done. I guess time will tell.
scene from Lori's baby shower
This is my cousin Matt's little girl Keely. ♥
The Linus boys
When it was like 100+ degrees here a week or two ago, Ben was MISERABLE. He actually laid under this cold wet rag for about 20 minutes.
I posted this on twitter last week, but this was a note home from daycare. Nolan is learning about Karma apparently.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
This American Life
Aaron and I are watching Season 2 of the tv series... I listen to it constantly on my ipod... I'm a HUGE fan of this show. I thought I'd compile a short list of some of my favorite episodes...
When you Talk about Music I love this episode so much. Particularly the opening story and David Sedaris' story... and of course, Sarah Vowell's story. *sigh*
The Ghost of Bobby Dunbar This whole episode was interesting
My Pen Pal The story about how a 10 year old American girl became pen pals w/ Manuel Noriega.
Come Back to Afghanistan The radio diary of a 17 year old who goes back to live in Afghanistan with his diplomat father... part one.
Teenage Embed (Part Two)
The House by Loon Lake Fascinating.
Conventions An achingly tragic love story in the third act.
First Day All I can say is Squirrel Cop. Act Two. you must listen.
Return to the Scene of the Crim Quite possibly my favorite episode EVER. From Mike Birbiglia's funny story about a car accident to Dan Savage's beautiful homage to his mom. (I've listened to act three probably 10 times)... I adore this episode. And I want to give Dan Savage a hug.
MatchMakers particularly act 3. Kind of a sad moral to the story about the state of affairs concerning race and dolls, but HIGHLARIOUS when she talks about the toy store.
My Experimental Phase Act one about a Hasidic Jew who ends up performing in nightclubs for a spell before settling down with a nice girl and having a family. Very interesting!
Aaron and I are watching Season 2 of the tv series... I listen to it constantly on my ipod... I'm a HUGE fan of this show. I thought I'd compile a short list of some of my favorite episodes...
When you Talk about Music I love this episode so much. Particularly the opening story and David Sedaris' story... and of course, Sarah Vowell's story. *sigh*
The Ghost of Bobby Dunbar This whole episode was interesting
My Pen Pal The story about how a 10 year old American girl became pen pals w/ Manuel Noriega.
Come Back to Afghanistan The radio diary of a 17 year old who goes back to live in Afghanistan with his diplomat father... part one.
Teenage Embed (Part Two)
The House by Loon Lake Fascinating.
Conventions An achingly tragic love story in the third act.
First Day All I can say is Squirrel Cop. Act Two. you must listen.
Return to the Scene of the Crim Quite possibly my favorite episode EVER. From Mike Birbiglia's funny story about a car accident to Dan Savage's beautiful homage to his mom. (I've listened to act three probably 10 times)... I adore this episode. And I want to give Dan Savage a hug.
MatchMakers particularly act 3. Kind of a sad moral to the story about the state of affairs concerning race and dolls, but HIGHLARIOUS when she talks about the toy store.
My Experimental Phase Act one about a Hasidic Jew who ends up performing in nightclubs for a spell before settling down with a nice girl and having a family. Very interesting!
Friday, August 14, 2009
Things that are making me happy today...
1. I got an iced mocha this morning.
2. The boys were extra happy because it's friday, and that means DONUTS!
3. I am feeling good about myself today (trust me, this is not an everyday occurrence)
4. I stopped in to Safeway to pick up some gum, and stumbled across a $1 book sale. I have been wanting to read The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold again. I own it, but it's packed away into storage. They had a copy for sale, and I thought a dollar was a perfect price; in fact, I'll likely lend it out at work, so no worries if it gets damaged.
5. I also picked up a few other books for me and the boys. Gotta love cheap books!
6. It's FRIDAY!
7. For the first time in a while, we have no plans this weekend. It'll be nice to do things at our leisure and just hang out.
8. Peanut M&Ms. The debil yes, but so good.
9. My google reader... seriously, I wouldn't read 1/3 of the blogs that I do if I didn't have that baby. I love not having to go to each individual site to see if they updated. I ♥ google reader.
10. My iphone. For many many reasons, one of which is being able to read my google reader on it.
Here is a pic from last weekend... these are some of my favorite peeps. L-R is Cathy, Jessica, Troy and Me. I've know Cathy since 7th grade, Jessica since 3rd grade, and Troy since 10th grade.
He told everyone at daycare he went on a field trip to a wedding, stayed at the show and tell (Hotel) and was a ringdeer in the wedding. :)
Can I open my candy?
1. I got an iced mocha this morning.
2. The boys were extra happy because it's friday, and that means DONUTS!
3. I am feeling good about myself today (trust me, this is not an everyday occurrence)
4. I stopped in to Safeway to pick up some gum, and stumbled across a $1 book sale. I have been wanting to read The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold again. I own it, but it's packed away into storage. They had a copy for sale, and I thought a dollar was a perfect price; in fact, I'll likely lend it out at work, so no worries if it gets damaged.
5. I also picked up a few other books for me and the boys. Gotta love cheap books!
6. It's FRIDAY!
7. For the first time in a while, we have no plans this weekend. It'll be nice to do things at our leisure and just hang out.
8. Peanut M&Ms. The debil yes, but so good.
9. My google reader... seriously, I wouldn't read 1/3 of the blogs that I do if I didn't have that baby. I love not having to go to each individual site to see if they updated. I ♥ google reader.
10. My iphone. For many many reasons, one of which is being able to read my google reader on it.
Here is a pic from last weekend... these are some of my favorite peeps. L-R is Cathy, Jessica, Troy and Me. I've know Cathy since 7th grade, Jessica since 3rd grade, and Troy since 10th grade.
He told everyone at daycare he went on a field trip to a wedding, stayed at the show and tell (Hotel) and was a ringdeer in the wedding. :)
Can I open my candy?
