Monday, February 28, 2011

Go Duke!

We finally made it to a Duke Men's basketball game! Behold our glorious seats. We are now official Cameron Crazies!!

The Team Warming Up

Friday, February 25, 2011

Lake Macbeth

At first it looked like a crime scene, tape wrapped around a large square in our front lawn. Now our front lawn is displaying a ten foot deep hole, six feet in diameter. At one point said hole was filled to the brim with water. Welcome to the mighty Lake Macbeth. The city people have found our leak and they also found an electrical line with their shovel. Consequently, Duke Energy has also graced Lake Macbeth's beautiful shores. Supposedly after a third day in the fray, the leak has been repaired and there is only a little clean-up work needed. Personally, I think it looks like A LOT of clean-up work. I'm kind of scared for what the front yard will look like when it's all done. I'm pretty sure, judging by my past experience, with fix-it people, they won't be putting back the mulch, planting the grass and the flowers, but I'm completely open to being happily wrong. But if you are planning on breaking in and stealing something in the next few days, you might want to avoid our very primitive dungeon.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Magic of Band-Aids

I'm spoiled, I'll admit it. I've got one stinkin' good husband, which makes this MBA thing extra hard sometimes. Until this year, Russ was rarely gone when it came to putting the kids to bed. I think it's my least favorite task, not because it's particularly difficult, but because it's that last hurtle until I can relax and we've all had it, when bedtime rolls around. But I must admit I'm forced to get pretty creative. Last night, I really didn't want the girls to get out of bed, so I had a really crazy, wicked thought enter my mind. I suddenly remembered their wild, pleading eyes when we bought some more band-aids. You should of heard their whining and moaning when I told them they didn't need any band-aids; they didn't have any owies. You'd have thought they'd suddenly been lashed by a hundred invisible whips. Suddenly, wounds were popping out of everywhere. Gen pointing to several "very bad" ones on her leg and Hannah clutching her arm, absolutely overcome with the pain of her scrapes. This image, which at the time, was excessively annoying and had me cursing band-aids and their stupid character enhanced ways. But now as I was putting on their pjs, imagining them coming out of their beds for everything under the sun, those band-aids were going to work for me. I told the girls that they could each have a band-aid before bed, but if they came out after I put them in there, I would rip them off. No one came out. Success!

Saturday, February 19, 2011


When I took this picture with my phone it was 6:30 and 67 degrees. Yesterday it was in the high 70s. Spring has arrived in February. I love you North Carolina. This is how Spring is supposed to be-more than two weeks!! Try not to be too jealous. Oh and all you poor Utah people-We have a VERY nice guest room that is absolutely calling your name.

Friday, February 18, 2011

A Snake in the Grass

Fearless Luna made her first kill to protect her family two nights ago. A little snake was the sorry victim. Luna was very proud of her conquest and loved throwing it up in the air and catching it in front of me. Somewhere in her display, it's dead little body was lost in the grass and so I couldn't dispose of him. An hour or so later Russ came in from outside announcing that Hannah had found it and was flinging him about. As is common in both our girls and the dog, she stubbornly refused to hand the slithery thing over. Russ didn't want to frighten her, so he didn't let Hannah in on what she was swirling in the air. I'm not such a kind mother. I ran out there and found some delight in watching her face freak and her hand drop that poor snake like he was alive and on fire when I simply said, "That's a snake". We washed the germs off her hands, but she couldn't stop talking about the "scary snake" for a few hours. Maybe she'll listen the next time Russ tells her to hand something over. Now if we could only get Luna to do the same.

Monday, February 14, 2011


In the middle of January Gen completed her gymnastics class with a "Big Show". I'm beginning to like these performances about as much as Gen. The sheer amount of squirming I do and the awkwardness that exists as my child is the only one in the fetal position, refusing to perform, really stinks. I absolutely hate watching her teachers try to get her to move or do something--it's incredibly embarrassing. Gen finally did begin to participate after I simply told her "I came here to see you. Will you do your routine for me?" Thank Goodness.

Thursday, February 10, 2011


Gen and Jack Dress Up On Their Natural Science Museum Field Trip  
Gen is once again enrolled in preschool. I think we're both loving it. She's so happy getting that mind of hers running and I love that she's so happy. Hannah and I miss her at home, but wow is one kid easier than two. And I hate to say it, but Hannah is a MUCH easier child than Gen. I love getting to know Hannah all on her own. It's funny how much they get lumped together in my day-to-day with them. So all in all, preschool is worth it's exorbitant amount of cash (You Utah folk should count your lucky stars--try $290 on for size--and that's a cheap, church-run school).

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

So Sleepy

Gen and Hannah Zonked, Post Disneyland
I can't decide these days whether sleep is my enemy or best friend, all I know is that no matter how much sleep I get, I am ALWAYS so dang tired! No I'm not pregnant and we've been going through the list of some other likely culprits, but as of yet we haven't found a solution. I'm really hoping to find one soon, so I can be normal again. This has been going on a year or more too long. My children need a fully functioning mother, my husband needs a normal, healthy wife and I need to actually live life beyond that of an infant's sleep schedule. If any of you have any brilliant suggestions, I would love to hear them.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Hold It

Genevieve recaps a potty secret. I seriously don't know where she gets some of this stuff.

Friday, February 4, 2011

I Told Hannah Not To Drink It

I laughed for fifteen minutes straight. If you need a pick me up, head on over to the toy store in the Riverwoods. Cheap entertainment at its best.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

If this MBA thing doesn't pan out. . .

. . .at least one of us is prepared.