Movin' In!!!
Today we got to help Mom and Dad move most of their stuff back into camp from the "pod" they had rented in the driveway. The work there is FAR from being completed, but the place is going to be BEAUTIFUL when it's finished. My favorite things about it were the view, the Ipe deck, the HUGE ceiling fan and loft, the floors, the woodstove and mantle, the kitchen and the paint colors. Mom and Dad were just grinning from ear to ear today. We're so happy for them (and for us) that our family gathering place is here again! Enjoy the pics!
Friday, May 30, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Right Now.
What we're into:
Josh:
Barbequeing
firepits
yard work
his kids
his dog
the beach
running (and training for the B to B)
Me:
Gardening
my kids
blogging
the gym
taking photos
the beach
summer weather
opening windows
being outside
Trevor:
wearing shorts and t-shirts every day no matter how cold it is
planning his birthday party
school
his friends
books
his fish
bringing his lunch to school
race car drivers
baseball (the Red Sox)
football
the beach
gardening
playgrounds
being outside
running through sprinklers
the swingset
Breanna:
The swingset
sand
pancakes
cheese
the water table
the little pool
puzzles
books
snot rockets (don't ask)
Curious George
ice cream
preschool
being outside
playing basketball
Lucas:
opening cabinets and drawers
pulling things off tables
wrestling
taking baths
playing in the water table
playing outside
crying to be picked up
trying to run
graham crackers
cheese puffs
running around naked
What we're into:
Josh:
Barbequeing
firepits
yard work
his kids
his dog
the beach
running (and training for the B to B)
Me:
Gardening
my kids
blogging
the gym
taking photos
the beach
summer weather
opening windows
being outside
Trevor:
wearing shorts and t-shirts every day no matter how cold it is
planning his birthday party
school
his friends
books
his fish
bringing his lunch to school
race car drivers
baseball (the Red Sox)
football
the beach
gardening
playgrounds
being outside
running through sprinklers
the swingset
Breanna:
The swingset
sand
pancakes
cheese
the water table
the little pool
puzzles
books
snot rockets (don't ask)
Curious George
ice cream
preschool
being outside
playing basketball
Lucas:
opening cabinets and drawers
pulling things off tables
wrestling
taking baths
playing in the water table
playing outside
crying to be picked up
trying to run
graham crackers
cheese puffs
running around naked
Words.

Doggie, strawberry , Geee (curious),
Hot ,Basketball, car ,
More (signs), phone ,up ("bup"),
snack, spoon, Yucky,
Please (signs), bowl, pancake ("cakie,
Mama, Thank you, sock,
Dada, YEAH, blueberry,
Trevor ,No, this,
Breanna, Duck, bubble,
Grape, Drink, WHEE, pee pee
cracker, ice cream ("keem")
Lucas 14 months
Monday, May 26, 2008
Our Weekend...








The Best Parts of Our long weekend:
- Veronica's Birthday party and hanging out with the Pragers'
- no schedule
- homemade waffles for breakfast
- grilled steak dinners
- the beautiful weather
- our new fire pit
(and then inproving it)
- running in sprinklers
- being OUTSIDE ALL day!
- my beautiful hanging plants
- playing on the swingset and with the watertable
- The new back step made out of left over pavers from the walkway
- getting ALOT done in the yard (it looks GREAT!)
- not getting to go to to the beach (b/c it was too windy) and not caring that we didn't even get out of the car (b/c we live so close)but going for some yummy icecream instead.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Veronica's 5th Birthday party
What a special day getting to celebrate Veronica's 5th birthday party ON her actual birthday! We arrived to a huge smorgesboard of food outdoors and had great conversation and fun while the kids played in the huge backyard at Kevin and Amy's house. The kids enjoyed birthday bowling, musical chairs, and a ladybug pinata. The best thing was the ADORABLE ladybug cake and cupcakes. At the last minute, Kev and Josh decided to build a small firepit (b/c if you know Josh--you NEED a firepit in your backyard), and we all sat around the fire and had a glass of wine. It was a beautiful day and we were so happy to have this visit with the Pragers. Enjoy the Pics!
What a special day getting to celebrate Veronica's 5th birthday party ON her actual birthday! We arrived to a huge smorgesboard of food outdoors and had great conversation and fun while the kids played in the huge backyard at Kevin and Amy's house. The kids enjoyed birthday bowling, musical chairs, and a ladybug pinata. The best thing was the ADORABLE ladybug cake and cupcakes. At the last minute, Kev and Josh decided to build a small firepit (b/c if you know Josh--you NEED a firepit in your backyard), and we all sat around the fire and had a glass of wine. It was a beautiful day and we were so happy to have this visit with the Pragers. Enjoy the Pics!
Friday, May 23, 2008
What's new (this week)
- We attended Karly's baptism
- We planted our vegetable garden and some flowers out front
- Josh had to take all three kids to t-ball practice (YIKES!)
- Josh ran an 8 miler!
- Lucas got his 6th tooth (top 2nd left)
- Lucas learned to say, "YEAH" and says it all the time now.
- We called to wish Emma a happy first birthday
- I was about to have a meltdown about the kids horrible behavior-then they suddenly turned it around.
- Trevor and I learned a new nature game and we blew dandylions
- Breanna sat still for the very first time getting her haircut (thanks to two lollipops!)
- Trevor finally convinced us to move the wave radio into HIS room so he can listen to the Red Sox every night.
- I only went to the grocery store once
- I found out the last day of school has been changed from June 23rd to June 20th
- I got invited to the volunteer breakfast
- Trevor and Josh went to the Red Sox game
- I organized some of my scrapbook stuff
- Less than a month left of Kindergarten!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
What is inspiring me today.....
1. Today was an amazing day for the kids. I think every Mom needs a day like today every once in a while to catch her breath. When it was time for swimming, Trevor was in the car and ready to go--no arguements even about which bathing suit to wear. When it was time to leave the playground after swimming all I heard was "OK Mom!" What a breath of Fresh air!
2. As I was laying with Breanna before she fell asleep she pointed to the pink dot on her quilt and said, "red!"
3. I met someone new--a mom of 5 kids (who I see everywhere b/c Our kids are in T-ball and swimming together). Her husband travels all over for work and she sees him maybe 1 night a week. I asked her how she did it all alone, she said, "Just by letting some things go....We're all healthy and we're all fed, that's all that matters...."
4. this book.
5. Funny things the kids say....Lucas' newest one is "YEAH" and Today Trevor said, "Mom, Daddy knows how to speak British".
1. Today was an amazing day for the kids. I think every Mom needs a day like today every once in a while to catch her breath. When it was time for swimming, Trevor was in the car and ready to go--no arguements even about which bathing suit to wear. When it was time to leave the playground after swimming all I heard was "OK Mom!" What a breath of Fresh air!
2. As I was laying with Breanna before she fell asleep she pointed to the pink dot on her quilt and said, "red!"
3. I met someone new--a mom of 5 kids (who I see everywhere b/c Our kids are in T-ball and swimming together). Her husband travels all over for work and she sees him maybe 1 night a week. I asked her how she did it all alone, she said, "Just by letting some things go....We're all healthy and we're all fed, that's all that matters...."
4. this book.
5. Funny things the kids say....Lucas' newest one is "YEAH" and Today Trevor said, "Mom, Daddy knows how to speak British".
Mothers Lie
>
> By Lori Borgman
>
> Expectant mothers waiting for a newborns arrival say
they don't care
what sex
> the baby is. They just want to have ten fingers and
ten toes.
>
> Mothers lie.
>
> Every mother wants so much more.
> She wants a perfectly healthy baby with a round
head, rosebud lips,
button nose,
> beautiful eyes and satin skin.
> She wants a baby so gorgeous that people will pity
the Gerber baby
for being
> flat-out ugly.
>
> She wants a baby that will roll over, sit up and
take those first
steps right on
> schedule (according to the baby development chart on
page 57, column
two).
> Every mother wants a baby that can see, hear, run,
jump and fire
neurons by the
> billions.
> She wants a kid that can smack the ball out of the
park and do toe
points that
> are the envy of the entire ballet class.
> Call it greed if you want, but a mother wants what a
mother wants.
>
> Some mothers get babies with something more.
>
> Maybe you're one who got a baby with a condition you
couldn't
pronounce, a spine
> that didn't fuse, a missing chromosome or a palate
that didn't close.
> The doctor's words took your breath away.
> It was just like the time at recess in the fourth
grade when you
didn't see the
> kick ball coming, and it knocked the wind right out
of you.
>
> Some of you left the hospital with a healthy bundle,
then, months,
even years
> later, took him in for a routine visit, or scheduled
him for a
checkup, and
> crashed head first into a brick wall as you bore the
brunt of
devastating news.
> It didn't seem possible.
> That didn't run in your family.
> Could this really be happening in your lifetime?
>
> There's no such thing as a perfect body.
> Everybody will bear something at some time or
another.
> Maybe the affliction will be apparent to curious
eyes, or maybe it
will be
> unseen, quietly treated with trips to the doctor,
therapy or surgery.
> Mothers of children with disabilities live the
limitations with them.
>
> Frankly, I don't know how you do it.
> Sometimes you mothers scare me.
> How you lift that kid in and out of the wheelchair
twenty times a
day.
> How you monitor tests, track medications, and serve
as the gatekeeper
to a
> hundred specialists yammering in your ear.
>
> I wonder how you endure the clichés and the
platitudes, the
well-intentioned
> souls explaining how God is at work when you've
occasionally
questioned if God
> is on strike.
> I even wonder how you endure schmaltzy columns like
this one-saluting
you,
> painting you as hero and saint, when you know you're
ordinary.
> You snap, you bark, you bite.
> You didn't volunteer for this, you didn't jump up
and down in the
motherhood
> line yelling,
> "Choose me, God. Choose me! I've got what it takes."
>
> You're a woman who doesn't have time to step back
and put things in
perspective,
> so let me do it for you. From where I sit, you're
way ahead of the
pack.
> You've developed the strength of the draft horse
while holding onto
the delicacy
> of a daffodil.
> You have a heart that melts like chocolate in a
glove box in July,
> counter-balanced against the stubbornness of an
Ozark mule.
>
> You are the mother, advocate and protector of a
child with a
disability.
> You're a neighbor, a friend, a woman I pass at
church and my
sister-in-law.
> You're a wonder.
>
> By Lori Borgman
>
> Expectant mothers waiting for a newborns arrival say
they don't care
what sex
> the baby is. They just want to have ten fingers and
ten toes.
>
> Mothers lie.
>
> Every mother wants so much more.
> She wants a perfectly healthy baby with a round
head, rosebud lips,
button nose,
> beautiful eyes and satin skin.
> She wants a baby so gorgeous that people will pity
the Gerber baby
for being
> flat-out ugly.
>
> She wants a baby that will roll over, sit up and
take those first
steps right on
> schedule (according to the baby development chart on
page 57, column
two).
> Every mother wants a baby that can see, hear, run,
jump and fire
neurons by the
> billions.
> She wants a kid that can smack the ball out of the
park and do toe
points that
> are the envy of the entire ballet class.
> Call it greed if you want, but a mother wants what a
mother wants.
>
> Some mothers get babies with something more.
>
> Maybe you're one who got a baby with a condition you
couldn't
pronounce, a spine
> that didn't fuse, a missing chromosome or a palate
that didn't close.
> The doctor's words took your breath away.
> It was just like the time at recess in the fourth
grade when you
didn't see the
> kick ball coming, and it knocked the wind right out
of you.
>
> Some of you left the hospital with a healthy bundle,
then, months,
even years
> later, took him in for a routine visit, or scheduled
him for a
checkup, and
> crashed head first into a brick wall as you bore the
brunt of
devastating news.
> It didn't seem possible.
> That didn't run in your family.
> Could this really be happening in your lifetime?
>
> There's no such thing as a perfect body.
> Everybody will bear something at some time or
another.
> Maybe the affliction will be apparent to curious
eyes, or maybe it
will be
> unseen, quietly treated with trips to the doctor,
therapy or surgery.
> Mothers of children with disabilities live the
limitations with them.
>
> Frankly, I don't know how you do it.
> Sometimes you mothers scare me.
> How you lift that kid in and out of the wheelchair
twenty times a
day.
> How you monitor tests, track medications, and serve
as the gatekeeper
to a
> hundred specialists yammering in your ear.
>
> I wonder how you endure the clichés and the
platitudes, the
well-intentioned
> souls explaining how God is at work when you've
occasionally
questioned if God
> is on strike.
> I even wonder how you endure schmaltzy columns like
this one-saluting
you,
> painting you as hero and saint, when you know you're
ordinary.
> You snap, you bark, you bite.
> You didn't volunteer for this, you didn't jump up
and down in the
motherhood
> line yelling,
> "Choose me, God. Choose me! I've got what it takes."
>
> You're a woman who doesn't have time to step back
and put things in
perspective,
> so let me do it for you. From where I sit, you're
way ahead of the
pack.
> You've developed the strength of the draft horse
while holding onto
the delicacy
> of a daffodil.
> You have a heart that melts like chocolate in a
glove box in July,
> counter-balanced against the stubbornness of an
Ozark mule.
>
> You are the mother, advocate and protector of a
child with a
disability.
> You're a neighbor, a friend, a woman I pass at
church and my
sister-in-law.
> You're a wonder.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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