Wednesday, November 25, 2009
So I hope no pictures is simply indicative of a fabulous birthday and not the result of an addled mind. I am known to forget and loose just about everything. But seriously I had an incredible birthday. I'm so lucky to have such wonderful people in my life who love me and make life awesome. Allie and my mom watched the girls so Russ and I could take off the afternoon of my birthday for Salt Lake. I haven't had a break like that in three and half long years and wow was it amazing. We went shopping, watched tv, read, ate yummy fish at Market Street Grill, went clubbing and stayed in a fantastic B&B and both slept in the next morning. I haven't felt that happy and that much like myself in a long, long time and it was absolute bliss. I also loved the phone calls, the texts, gifts and super nice notes from everyone. I'm so blessed. A huge thank you! I can't wait for tomorrow and the long weekend! I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving!!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Perhaps this is an inappropriate thing to put on a blog, but I find it quite funny so I'm going to throw caution to the wind and tell you. But you've been warned and if you're not up for a little something PG rated, you may want to skip this post.
One of my favorite thing about little kids, is when they are learning to talk. The way they say things and how they sometimes mess up can be absolutely hilarious. With Gen it's "movies" and Jasmine. Instead of movies, Gen says "boobies". You can imagine all of the hilarious phrases that result from this mispronunciation. "I don't like mommie's boobies. I just like my boobies." "Daddy, do you like mommies boobies?" "Please, mom, can I watch a boobie?" . . .and so on. Jasmine on the other hand sounds like "darn it", but the swearing way. You know you are a bad mom, when you constantly ask her what "that princess' name is" just so you can hear it and laugh. But I bet you're thinking of asking Gen the next time you see her too.
Well Hannah has begun to have one of her own. She has "learned" how to say pretty, lately and when we pass some pre-mature Christmas decorations (more on that in another post) Hannah will get VERY excited and yell "pee pee". Yes, Hannah yes, pee pee.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
So Russ decided recently to let his face follow it's natural course and grow a beard. I really liked the way he looked, but I wasn't so in love with how it felt. Somehow feeling like a cactus is burrowing into the inside of your nose is pretty distracting. Genevieve was altogether not a fan. She kept getting this worried look on her face whenever she'd look at Russ and then would tell him "You need to shave dad. You have pokys! She would also refuse to kiss him except for on his forehead or some other barren spot. Here are some pics of the shave in steps.
And I was so lazy I just laid on the bed a took pictures of myself and Russ as he came out after each shave.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
This is the best parade ever. There is absolutely no sleeping out, staking out a spot hours ahead of time or really any fuss. We pull up and walk 10 feet and set up the chairs and then the kids have a great time being showered with candy and I have a great time getting all kinds of good coupons and watching all of the fun entries. This year Mom broke with Nana and came and sat with us. Good move mom! :) Maybe next year we'll have to come sit in your spot, but can't you see ours is oh so much better?
Monday, November 9, 2009
The husband is back and the worst week in a long time is over. If you can help it, never let your husband leave. This isn't the first time, nor is it likely to be last (tragically). I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to take my own advice, but the rest of you should. However, if you enjoy being so lonely, scared and completely wiped-out that you cry yourself to sleep every night and seriously contemplate the idea of day-care, then maybe you shouldn't listen to me. Yes, my husband helps me A LOT and we hang out whenever he isn't working or slaving over school apps. So really I shouldn't be complaining of one week without him, but I am.
His business in and of itself was long and drawn-out, but then he extended a bit to head down to Duke for an interview and visit. I'm sad I couldn't go check it out like I was able to with Dartmouth, but we're glad he could get down there and get home quicker than flying out and leaving us all over again. Which would likely end in the house blowing up, the kids roaming the streets aimlessly and me with glazed eyes, mumbling about the bird in the black of the night. Wait I'm at least already there.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Occasionally, and lately, very occasionally, we get our "run" on. Now when we proclaim we are going running, Genevieve gets really excited, runs into her room and dons her "exercise clothes". I have never referred to her selected outfit as "excercisey" nor required that she change her clothes, but she deems this fun and essential. Also unbidden she finds it necessary to do her "stretches". I really need some of her enthusiasm to leek over into my lazy bones. Here's hoping!
Hannah before said run.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
It was sort of like having those first few days with her again. The ones where I had no idea what I was doing and couldn't get over the newness of it and hadn't found where I was supposed to fit in as mom (not that this has come completely yet anyway). I also had a feeling of what have I gotten myself into. I'm not sure her first dance class is supposed to make me feel like this, but it did. Was I supposed to wait and watch? Was I supposed to help her with her shoes? I have to buy tap AND ballet shoes? How much is this really going to cost? What are all of these other moms doing? I look horrible--apparently I was supposed to dress up for this. Those were some of the thoughts floating around my mind as I tried to keep Hannah's interest through this hour long foray. That was a little over two weeks ago. On her third class I dropped her off and swept Hannah off to Target with the hope that Gen wouldn't have to pee and that her teacher wouldn't care if she had to change her shoes for her. Target wasn't as fun as watching her "dance", but Hannah was much happier and I think we both enjoyed a little one-on-one time and Gen appears to have done fine without my eyes following her behind the one-way mirror.
*The pictures are of Gen's little Halloween performance last week.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I think we're all going through withdrawals since Halloween's end. Genevieve is totally dismayed that Halloween decorations keep disappearing from lawns and I'm wondering when she's going to be ok with our decorations going back into the box. As I type she has on a Halloween shirt and a witch hat. She simply cannot believe that Halloween is over, no matter how many times I try to gently tell her. I'm missing all of the fun events and reasons to get out and about. Hannah is even begging to have her costume put on several times today.
Russ has super hot soccer legs and I love having Halloween as an excuse to enjoy them. I seriously wish kilts were back "in" as common men's attire. Because Gen loves Halloween so much I decided to relent to her ever present request that I be a "nice witch" this year. (She loves to tell us all what we need to be for Halloween. Sadly I couldn't make Russ his Batman costume. lol)! I made my costume myself and it's the hardest thing I've ever sewn, so I was pretty excited there was actually a finished product.