Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Lots to do
The girls have been very busy so far this spring. So many fun things to do and see. They are having a blast and summer is just around the corner.
Such a special little family.
This is the only family photo I was able to get during our little pizza party. It is always so good to see them and every time they leave Dennis and I start cleaning up and say the same thing---they will be our friends for life. Lily and Mia got their ears pierced together in a little clinic in Guatemala. Julie and I were laughing about walking around Antigua to try and find a place to pierce their little ears (because we HAD to have it done that night!) Julie was talking with the clerk in one store and trying to get her to understand what we wanted so she started demonstrating an ear piercing gun and the woman thought she meant a real gun. You had to be there. It was a moment to remember. I thought they were going to grab our babies from us. I met Miles for the first time on my trip to visit Mazlin. So many special memories and definitley friends for life.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
dooce.com
Yes, I admit that I'm addicted to a few blogs out there (when I'm not watching Rock of Love 1&2, Real Housewives of New York and Judge Judy reruns) in cyberland. My favorite, is dooce.com. I simply love her way of writing and the amazing family she has. This is the entry from today. All of you cool mamas out there not afraid to go against the grain...take some time and read a little. You won't be disappointed. I promise.
Teamwork
Leta has asked for a snack, so I reach up into a cabinet and grab some chips. Yes, chips. Filled with trans fat, high fructose corn syrup and butter. Sprinkled with tiny flakes of meth. Known to cause homicidal mania. Conveniently packaged in 100 calorie bags.
When I rip open the top of the bag the chips go flying across the kitchen floor, and Leta immediately throws her body over the multitude of scattered pieces to protect them from gunfire or maybe inclement weather.
"COCO IS GOING TO EAT MY CHIPS!" she screams.
"No, she won't," I assure her as I bend down to help her gather up the mess. "I'm not going to let her."
Just then Coco rounds the corner from the living room to the kitchen and makes a mad dash for the buffet of broken chips. I whip around, stretch out my arm with my hand upright and say, "DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, DOG."
"YEAH!" says Leta, "Don't even THINK about it, DOG."
Coco stops, whines and then rolls over in defeat. Leta continues to gather chips and intermittently shoots Coco a menacing glare. Coco makes a few unsuccessful attempts to army crawl toward the treats and then sighs when I yank her leash.
Leta grins with the realization that I am completely on her side. "Mom," she says, "we both know she is totally thinking about it."
INTERNET, GO OUT RIGHT NOW AND GET YOURSELF A FOUR-YEAR-OLD.
Teamwork
Leta has asked for a snack, so I reach up into a cabinet and grab some chips. Yes, chips. Filled with trans fat, high fructose corn syrup and butter. Sprinkled with tiny flakes of meth. Known to cause homicidal mania. Conveniently packaged in 100 calorie bags.
When I rip open the top of the bag the chips go flying across the kitchen floor, and Leta immediately throws her body over the multitude of scattered pieces to protect them from gunfire or maybe inclement weather.
"COCO IS GOING TO EAT MY CHIPS!" she screams.
"No, she won't," I assure her as I bend down to help her gather up the mess. "I'm not going to let her."
Just then Coco rounds the corner from the living room to the kitchen and makes a mad dash for the buffet of broken chips. I whip around, stretch out my arm with my hand upright and say, "DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, DOG."
"YEAH!" says Leta, "Don't even THINK about it, DOG."
Coco stops, whines and then rolls over in defeat. Leta continues to gather chips and intermittently shoots Coco a menacing glare. Coco makes a few unsuccessful attempts to army crawl toward the treats and then sighs when I yank her leash.
Leta grins with the realization that I am completely on her side. "Mom," she says, "we both know she is totally thinking about it."
INTERNET, GO OUT RIGHT NOW AND GET YOURSELF A FOUR-YEAR-OLD.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Where did my babies go?
Some pictures I upload take me by surprise. I'm certain this happens to all parents but they just look so grown up. sniff. sniff. For the record, this does not mean I'm ready for a 3rd. I just want to make sure my husband doesn't take advantage of my BRIEF vulnerability and start the paperwork process...
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Aunt Nora is in town!
We had a nice visit with Dennis' sister, Nora. She is in from Maine and brought the best books for the Mia amd Mazlin.
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