This is true love!
Blue and Flower.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
little Richie and Wyatt
This little boy will be graduating from 6th grade on June 3.
And this dog is about ready to take his last breath.
My two favorite boys slipping away from me.
Wow, where did the time go!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
She's on her own.....
I'm sitting in the bathroom, not what you think........I'm watching over Mia while she washes herself entirely on her own. She washed her hair, she washed her body, and even her little face! She soaped herself up like nobodies business. What a big girl now. I can't believe how well she did. Well, actually I can believe it. My Mia is pretty independent, and likes to try new things on her own.
As she was washing her hair she said "I want to get myself all sparkly and clean. I don't want to just be plain"
She washed her hair twice, and lathered up her little body. She looked like a snow man!
She asked me to wash her back and I showed her the "Zest fully clean strategy" She was super excited that she could do that without help too.
So does this mean that this mommy doesn't have to give nightly baths any more? We'll see. I'm sure I'll need to give the occasional wash down. It will be interesting to see how long the newness of bathing herself lasts. I know with the boys it only lasted about a week and now, 6 years later I would still like to climb in the shower with them and scrub them down really good. I'm sure that Codi's 3.5 minute showers aren't very productive. I'm sure that Rich doesn't wash, but sitting in the shower for 45 minutes with the water as hot as possible must do something. Linsey seems to do good. She likes to relax in the bath. She fills the water up to the rim and when she gets in the tub the water slightly overflows, soaking the bathroom floor, but hey, the kids soakin! She needs her "down time" I guess. It will be interesting to see what Mia's bathing style is. Will she do the quick "in and out" that Codi does, will she steam her pores out like Rich, or will she relax in a full warm bath like her sister?
Well anyway, here is a picture to show off how independent my Mia is becoming!
As she was washing her hair she said "I want to get myself all sparkly and clean. I don't want to just be plain"
She washed her hair twice, and lathered up her little body. She looked like a snow man!
She asked me to wash her back and I showed her the "Zest fully clean strategy" She was super excited that she could do that without help too.
So does this mean that this mommy doesn't have to give nightly baths any more? We'll see. I'm sure I'll need to give the occasional wash down. It will be interesting to see how long the newness of bathing herself lasts. I know with the boys it only lasted about a week and now, 6 years later I would still like to climb in the shower with them and scrub them down really good. I'm sure that Codi's 3.5 minute showers aren't very productive. I'm sure that Rich doesn't wash, but sitting in the shower for 45 minutes with the water as hot as possible must do something. Linsey seems to do good. She likes to relax in the bath. She fills the water up to the rim and when she gets in the tub the water slightly overflows, soaking the bathroom floor, but hey, the kids soakin! She needs her "down time" I guess. It will be interesting to see what Mia's bathing style is. Will she do the quick "in and out" that Codi does, will she steam her pores out like Rich, or will she relax in a full warm bath like her sister?
Well anyway, here is a picture to show off how independent my Mia is becoming!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Our Secret.
May 10, 2002 my soon to be husband and I went to the city hall to get our marriage license. It was so exciting. We were thrilled to take this next step towards starting our lives together. Starting our lives together meant that our 3 children would have a family. They would no longer be raised by single parents. We were so in love. Remember that, butterflies when you heard your fiance's name, a smile on your face when they walk in the door. Add three children who also felt the same way about your fiance and life is good!
So to the story: While we were filling out the paper work there were two boxes one could check. One box was to get your license, the second box was to get married right then and there. We read the second box out loud and looked at each other. Shannon and I are very spontaneous and we love do do major things on a whim. This probably bites us in the butt at times. But anyway, we sat there and contemplated the idea of getting married then! Back and forth, back and forth we went.
You see, we have three kids, this wedding wasn't going to be just for Shannon and I. It was for us and our children as well. What was ours? Just ours? The honeymoon sure, but there would be other people invading our beach in the Bahamas. At this moment we were alone, just us and the "bird lady". Which by the way I will never forget her face. She looked like a fairy tale character. She looked like a lady that would play a great bird in a Broadway musical.
So May 10, 2002 became our day! We got married. My wedding dress: Capri jeans, and a pink T, white flip-flops, and my hair in a messy pony tail. Shannon's tux: Jean shorts, a red Disneyland T, and brown flip-flops. We stood there with the "bird lady" and said our "I do's"
It was the most romantic event on my life. It was how my husband and I started our lives together.
Now why do I call this "our secret"??????
Well, nobody was supposed to know. We wanted May 10, 2002 to be our secret wedding day! We planned to tell nobody. Isn't that romantic? I think so.
So on May 18, 2002 the wedding day that everybody was invited to, the day my parents spend a fortune on, our pastor, I won't give his name, thought that Shannon and I were being deceiving towards my parents. Why just my parents, why not Shannon's parents too?
As I was in my dressing room getting ready to have my father walk me down the isle to have the wedding for our family, our pastor brought my groom and my parents in the room and started this great big speech about how we all need to be honest, and how there is something that Shannon and I needed to tell everybody. My mom turned white, I thought she was going to pass out, my Dad's neck veins started popping, and his fist started to clinch. I saw my husband-to-be in the hospital for a brief moment. I then realized what they were thinking........."I'm not pregnant" I shouted out. My mom let out a sigh, and my Dad, well my Dad's face turned back to the natural color it should have been. Our pastor was a bit shocked by this, but if he only knew!
So then Shannon told my parents about May 10, 2002. I explained how it was supposed to be our special day, and that nobody was supposed to know. My Dad seemed to understand. My Mom was pretty upset. I don't blame her. She wanted to watch her daughter get married, and now she knew that this wedding wouldn't be the "real" wedding, and the money, oh the money.
As my Dad was getting ready to walk me down the isle he looked at me and said "Are you sure your ready" I felt so bad because, I was already married. I then felt like I stole something from my Dad. This is a gift that every father is supposed to have. Make sure his daughter is really ready. I felt like I took that gift from him. I didn't give him the opportunity to make sure I was ready. Although, when Shannon asked my Dad for his blessings (In Disneyland I might add. Slightly ironic that Shannon wore the shirt we bought at Disneyland when we got married.) my Dad told Shannon "Are you sure you want to marry her, she's really hard to live with." Hummmmm, Daddy didn't you want me to move out one day? I wonder if he realized that comment could have ruined his chance of being able to run around the house naked!
So we still decided that we would try to keep the day secret but my Mom's not really that good about secrets. She still tells me "Happy Anniversary" on May 10. My Grandma knows. Some friends know. Our kids don't know..........we'd like to keep at least one thing from then.
So why blog about it and tell the world? It's been seven years and to tell you the truth, we never did anything that special on that day. It always falls really close to Mothers Day, and gets forgotten. :(
After seven years, although, we have our differences, and it's alot, alot, alot, alot of work..........I still love him alot, alot, alot, alot!
So to the story: While we were filling out the paper work there were two boxes one could check. One box was to get your license, the second box was to get married right then and there. We read the second box out loud and looked at each other. Shannon and I are very spontaneous and we love do do major things on a whim. This probably bites us in the butt at times. But anyway, we sat there and contemplated the idea of getting married then! Back and forth, back and forth we went.
You see, we have three kids, this wedding wasn't going to be just for Shannon and I. It was for us and our children as well. What was ours? Just ours? The honeymoon sure, but there would be other people invading our beach in the Bahamas. At this moment we were alone, just us and the "bird lady". Which by the way I will never forget her face. She looked like a fairy tale character. She looked like a lady that would play a great bird in a Broadway musical.
So May 10, 2002 became our day! We got married. My wedding dress: Capri jeans, and a pink T, white flip-flops, and my hair in a messy pony tail. Shannon's tux: Jean shorts, a red Disneyland T, and brown flip-flops. We stood there with the "bird lady" and said our "I do's"
It was the most romantic event on my life. It was how my husband and I started our lives together.
Now why do I call this "our secret"??????
Well, nobody was supposed to know. We wanted May 10, 2002 to be our secret wedding day! We planned to tell nobody. Isn't that romantic? I think so.
So on May 18, 2002 the wedding day that everybody was invited to, the day my parents spend a fortune on, our pastor, I won't give his name, thought that Shannon and I were being deceiving towards my parents. Why just my parents, why not Shannon's parents too?
As I was in my dressing room getting ready to have my father walk me down the isle to have the wedding for our family, our pastor brought my groom and my parents in the room and started this great big speech about how we all need to be honest, and how there is something that Shannon and I needed to tell everybody. My mom turned white, I thought she was going to pass out, my Dad's neck veins started popping, and his fist started to clinch. I saw my husband-to-be in the hospital for a brief moment. I then realized what they were thinking........."I'm not pregnant" I shouted out. My mom let out a sigh, and my Dad, well my Dad's face turned back to the natural color it should have been. Our pastor was a bit shocked by this, but if he only knew!
So then Shannon told my parents about May 10, 2002. I explained how it was supposed to be our special day, and that nobody was supposed to know. My Dad seemed to understand. My Mom was pretty upset. I don't blame her. She wanted to watch her daughter get married, and now she knew that this wedding wouldn't be the "real" wedding, and the money, oh the money.
As my Dad was getting ready to walk me down the isle he looked at me and said "Are you sure your ready" I felt so bad because, I was already married. I then felt like I stole something from my Dad. This is a gift that every father is supposed to have. Make sure his daughter is really ready. I felt like I took that gift from him. I didn't give him the opportunity to make sure I was ready. Although, when Shannon asked my Dad for his blessings (In Disneyland I might add. Slightly ironic that Shannon wore the shirt we bought at Disneyland when we got married.) my Dad told Shannon "Are you sure you want to marry her, she's really hard to live with." Hummmmm, Daddy didn't you want me to move out one day? I wonder if he realized that comment could have ruined his chance of being able to run around the house naked!
So we still decided that we would try to keep the day secret but my Mom's not really that good about secrets. She still tells me "Happy Anniversary" on May 10. My Grandma knows. Some friends know. Our kids don't know..........we'd like to keep at least one thing from then.
So why blog about it and tell the world? It's been seven years and to tell you the truth, we never did anything that special on that day. It always falls really close to Mothers Day, and gets forgotten. :(
After seven years, although, we have our differences, and it's alot, alot, alot, alot of work..........I still love him alot, alot, alot, alot!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
totally bummed :(
I am so upset right now. I took all these great pictures of a tractor in my backyard, and then as I was attempting to put the pictures on my computer I deleted them! What the heck!
No blogging tonight......I'm going to pout!
No blogging tonight......I'm going to pout!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Round two....
Shannon and I are doing the backyard, again. I'm so excited about getting a yard, but not too excited about all the hard work. Rotertilling, trenching, leveling, digging, sprinklers, humus, dirt, adjusting, raking, shoveling, etc.....
funny story: Shannon was rotertilling (not sure how to spell that) and while he was doing it I kept saying, in my head of course, why doesn't he push it down more, why doesn't he go slower, why doesn't he go in a straight line, why doesn't he watch out for sprinklers, why doesn't he stop complaining! He had no idea about all of these questions I had, of course! He looked at me and said, "you wanna try?" I said "of course!" I was going to do it right, I was going to dig up this dirt in no time flat and show him how to do it! HOLY CRAP! Right away I squeezed the handle and that darn thing took off with me! I had no control! I was shaking like crazy! My hands hurt, my arms hurt, my shoulders hurt, my chest hurt, my legs hurt, and not only did I hurt, did I mention the shaking! And this was all in 30 seconds. I now also know about the "claw" that he keeps complaining about. The way to get the blades going you have to squeeze a lever, and he says it gives him a "claw" for a hand. My hand was stuck in the "claw" for about 20 minutes after I was done.
We have really hard pan dirt in our backyard, and some chunks of grass that didn't die from last years attempt to start a yard. This is a bad combo for rotertilling.
Did I admit how wrong I was to my husband about this rotertilling stuff........no way! I just had a much greater respect for him. And chose to keep my comments in my head where they belong. He did the whole yard last year, all 800 (maybe more) square feet of it. This time we only did half, and a friend is coming over with a small tractor to do the rest. Yes, I said tractor. That's what it is going to take to level and till up the yard.
I get to put together drip line for the flowerbeds, I'm so excited. We bought a kit and some extra parts that we will need, and it's so exciting! I love putting together puzzles and complicated things, and this is right up my alley. When we are done I'll take some pictures and post them. I've been way too busy WORKING to remember to take pictures. Maybe I'll remember to take some pictures of the tractor. That might be funny to see.
Keep me and my sore body in your prayers. Right now I'm sunburned, and sore from all the shoveling, trenching, raking, leveling, digging, and adjusting. :)
funny story: Shannon was rotertilling (not sure how to spell that) and while he was doing it I kept saying, in my head of course, why doesn't he push it down more, why doesn't he go slower, why doesn't he go in a straight line, why doesn't he watch out for sprinklers, why doesn't he stop complaining! He had no idea about all of these questions I had, of course! He looked at me and said, "you wanna try?" I said "of course!" I was going to do it right, I was going to dig up this dirt in no time flat and show him how to do it! HOLY CRAP! Right away I squeezed the handle and that darn thing took off with me! I had no control! I was shaking like crazy! My hands hurt, my arms hurt, my shoulders hurt, my chest hurt, my legs hurt, and not only did I hurt, did I mention the shaking! And this was all in 30 seconds. I now also know about the "claw" that he keeps complaining about. The way to get the blades going you have to squeeze a lever, and he says it gives him a "claw" for a hand. My hand was stuck in the "claw" for about 20 minutes after I was done.
We have really hard pan dirt in our backyard, and some chunks of grass that didn't die from last years attempt to start a yard. This is a bad combo for rotertilling.
Did I admit how wrong I was to my husband about this rotertilling stuff........no way! I just had a much greater respect for him. And chose to keep my comments in my head where they belong. He did the whole yard last year, all 800 (maybe more) square feet of it. This time we only did half, and a friend is coming over with a small tractor to do the rest. Yes, I said tractor. That's what it is going to take to level and till up the yard.
I get to put together drip line for the flowerbeds, I'm so excited. We bought a kit and some extra parts that we will need, and it's so exciting! I love putting together puzzles and complicated things, and this is right up my alley. When we are done I'll take some pictures and post them. I've been way too busy WORKING to remember to take pictures. Maybe I'll remember to take some pictures of the tractor. That might be funny to see.
Keep me and my sore body in your prayers. Right now I'm sunburned, and sore from all the shoveling, trenching, raking, leveling, digging, and adjusting. :)
Friday, May 15, 2009
Terranova Ranch
Wow, it's been a while since I've been here! Either I've been really busy, or I just haven't had anything to write about. I can't decide. But today was definitely blog worthy!
Today I had to go to work. But I would classify this day at work as the best ever. Mia's Kindergarten class took a field trip to Terranova Ranch. It was so great. My boss, Don, did such a wonderful job explaining the different crop's to the kids, and adults. (Of course us adults wanted to learn too!) Don was very patient, and answered any silly question that the kids might have. We drove to different tomato fields, carrot, onion, and garlic fields. Don picked some carrots for the kids to have with their lunch, and he picked some onion and garlic just to smell. Whew.......they stunk! We also stopped by the prunes where the kids were able to eat a prune, and we went to the organic walnut trees. The kids were so good! There was even a bonus on the trip. In the middle of one of the dirt roads there was a snake. That was a thrill for the boys! Below are some really great pictures of the kids and some of the things we did. There are many more pictures on my facebook account.
Here are the little experts learning about tomatoes.
This is Don Cameron, my boss, teaching the kids about Carrots.
Mia and Alyssa posing as far away from the snake as possible.
Check out the other kids in the background, they are so silly.
Don and the kids at the Prunes.
My silly Mia!
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