Thursday, December 01, 2011
My friend Cass was talking today about a Christmas song that made her sad, thinking of baby Jesus in the cold manger. Then she said something about Pompeii. I snorted and said, "Jesus wasn't born in Pompeii!" She rolled her eyes and said "I said 'I wondered if he was allergic to HAY!'"
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
...for doctors and hospitals. We found out yesterday that one of Lauren's classmates had her appendix burst and she had to have emergency surgery. She'll be in the hospital for a week to get rid of the infection. Please pray for Emma and her family during Thanksgiving week!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
...that we can afford to do fun things like go to concerts with our little family. And also thankful for ear plugs and headphones to protect our ears!
Watching the warm-up singers
No idea how he fell asleep when it was that loud, but it was way past bedtime!
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
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Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
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Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
(DaddyBoi's first post, yea like 7 yrs later... I know it's shameful.)
The setup: I had just arrived home from work today much earlier than usual, around 4:30 PM and we were out in the garage talking as I was getting something out of the rafters.
Ali: Honey is that smoke?
Adam: It's probably just a BBQ
- a few minutes later -
Ali: I don't think that's a BBQ honey.
Adam: *sniff* no, that's not a BBQ.
Adam: Get the keys for the back gate and my phone!
And there was running...
And then a quick chat with a 911 dispatcher...
And there was some banging on the neighbor's door... thankfully nobody home.
Then there was a big red truck (E23 from Station 108), and the brave men in yellow coats began to do what they do so well...
Soon they were joined the good 'ol *whump whump* of a Huey, as Metro Copter 2 made a pass, then off to snorkel up a river nearby...
About 10 min later the *whump thump* returned, and there was water falling from the sky to join with the ash and smoke...
And then finally... that most poignant of aroma's... well soaked, smoldering ground.
** To the punk kids who figured that a grass fire in the dry scrub oak nestled in residential neighborhood was "fun," I wish that you may reap the benefits from many of life's lessons in an unfortunate way.
Saturday, August 06, 2011
The kids have been arguing all morning, so I sent them each to their rooms for a time out. Owen came out a few minutes later to see if they could play. I told them they couldn't come out until they could love each other. He came running back after another few minutes to say, "We did everything that is love."
He said, "We did everything that is love. We did this (eskimo kisses), we hugged, we bumped bellies, and we high fived."
What are we, a football team?
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Happy 5th birthday to our baby!
Owen was born on a Monday, the day after Father's Day. I had a doctor's appointment that day, and I was 41 weeks, 1 day pregnant. I'd gone 9 days overdue with Lauren and I was at the end of my rope being 8 days overdue with Owen. My mom and Lauren had come to the appointment with me. While waiting in the waiting room I realized I was having contractions. They hooked me up to a machine to time the contractions. So, of course, they stopped. My doctor told me to go home, but I'd been through it before and I ignored his advice and crossed the parking lot to the hospital. Women's intuition! I called Adam and told him to hit the road and join me. My mom waited for him to get there, then she headed home with Lauren.
The nurses told me to walk the halls for an hour so they could process the paperwork. I lasted 45 minutes, and by the time the nurse checked me, it was go time. The took us to a room and as I laid down in the bed my water broke. Instead of trying to clean it up, we just moved to an empty room across the hall.
My local family was all at the hospital by this time: Adam (of course!), Lauren, my mom and dad, my brother and Talia, my aunts and an uncle. We knew it was a boy, and labor was obviously moving fast, so everyone was excited to meet the little guy. Adam and my parents were in the room with me, and my mom was pacing around, nervous. The anesthesiologist rushed in, literally, to do the epidural and my mom went out to the waiting room, not wanting to watch. Adam said that anesthesiologist was working fast, ripping packages open and that things were flying everywhere.
A few minutes later, after he was done, my dad went out to the waiting room to get my mom. He announced to my family, "She had it." He meant the epidural. The nervous Noni exclaimed, "She had it?? The baby? Already?" My dad said, "The epidural." My mother, in disbelief, says, "It's a GIRL?!?!" And they say hearing loss isn't hereditary! That story never gets old.
Once Owen was born, everyone joined us in my room. We were all talking, you know Italians. I was just staring at him, memorizing his face. He was wide awake, and he had the biggest eyes. He reminded of Squirt on Finding Nemo.
I told everyone, "I hate to say this about my baby, but he looks just like a turtle." My brother said, "I was thinking the exact same thing, but I didn't want to say it!" We called him Tortuga, spanish for turtle, for quite a while after that!
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Saturday, June 04, 2011
Friday, June 03, 2011
This video was too big to go with the other preschool graduation post, so it's getting one of it's own (after Adam had to resize it for me!). Ms. Lily does a great job of telling the crowd about each of her students as she presents them with a binder of their artwork and writing from the year. We're so proud of our smart little guy!
Our baby graduated from preschool! Where has the time gone? We are going to miss Ms. Lily tremendously. We're so grateful she's had both of our kids, and that she just gets them. I've been on the parent board for three of the last four years and I'm really going to miss it. If you're looking for a parent participation preschool, I can't recommend it enough!
With Jada - these two will be together for the next 9 years as well!
Enjoying his ice cream with Mama.
Daddy was also there, but behind the camera the whole time.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Lauren's teacher picks a child each week during the school year to feature on a special bulletin board called "All About Me". You supply pictures of your child doing their favorite activities, with their family, a baby photo, and anything that is special to them. The child fills out a questionnaire about their favorite food, sport, television show, book, etc. At the end of the week all of the classmates fill out a half page "Lauren is..." sheet and the teacher puts them all together in a book as a keepsake. Some of the things her classmates wrote about her: funny, silly, cute, smart, nice, cool, and fun to play with!
I've mentioned before that Lauren's current teacher is the same woman who taught me third grade. I was her very first class, and back then she did a similar project called Super Kid. I still have my Super Kid book!
Saturday, May 28, 2011
We surprised the kids with an afternoon trip to the county fair - and we were all surprised when it started to rain almost as soon as we walked through the gates. I'm usually on top of the weather, but this storm snuck up on us. Luckily we had dressed warm enough and had a couple umbrellas in the car, despite Mother Nature's attempt to drown us out. We had a good time watching a seal show and a small circus of imagination. The kids enjoyed the farm animals and magic distortion mirrors.
At one point while we were waiting for the pouring rain to stop, we ducked into a tent and listened to a live band. The kids were hopped up on kettle corn and were dancing to the music:
We ended the afternoon with the demolition derby. The kids were so enthralled, they just could not believe people were crashing their cars on purpose. For the last week whenever we see a car that has even the slightest dent on it they both gleefully exclaim, "That car belongs in the demolition derby!"