Happy 5th Birthday, Seth! I can't believe you are 5 years old already.
Watch out kindergarten, here you come!
Lots of birthday wishes from all of us in New York.
xo Love, Aunt Janis, Uncle Chet, Ava & Baby Dean
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Happy Bday Seth
Happy 5th Birthday, Seth! I can't believe you are 5 years old already.
Watch out kindergarten, here you come!
Lots of birthday wishes from all of us in New York.
xo Love, Aunt Janis, Uncle Chet, Ava & Baby Dean
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Happy Bday Adam
Happy 8th Birthday, Adam! We love you SO much and wish we could celebrate your special day with you. Lots of love, hugs & kisses across the miles.
xo Love, Aunt Janis, Uncle Chet, Ava & Baby Dean
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Special Delivery
OK- ever since I figured out how to post a video....FINALLY...several folks have asked me to post of video of Dean saying MAMA.
Well, I don't have a good one on my camera, but I do have one that will suffice for the time being(circa Wed 2/11).
The problems with this video are:
it's sideways...
he is not a happy boy...
he only says it at the beginning, while whining...
my voice is quite high...
he doesn't want to be videoed...
he completely ignores his Mama...
What's good about this video:
he's a cutie...
he says Mama...
he gets seriously fascinated by the shadow his hand and fingers are casting at one point...
So- here it is. =)
happy heart day
"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love." ~Author Unknown"You don't marry someone you can live with - you marry the person who you cannot live without. ~Authur Unknown
"The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time."
-Lawrence Durrell
Friday, February 13, 2009
Coffee Table Tales
Friends ~ Family ~ Bloggers.
Hear my cry. Heed my warning!
One 3.5 year old little girl...
One unsuspecting little brother...
One busy Mommy of 2...(oh wait, that's not me is it?)
One bottle of hand sanitizer.
Well, yes, 2 actually, but it was the gel kind that did the deed!
One ruined coffee table!
Sigh...Who could have predicted that I would be blogging about my coffee table again? If you were spared the original drama, you can read about it here. But alas, today, on this Friday the 13th, I bring you another dose of coffee table tales.
Today was an extra special Friday. Ava had her Valentine's party at school. She got to wear her pretty pink dress and her big white bow. She was very excited. She proudly carried her valentine cards out the door this morning, along with 2 dozen frosted cupcakes for the big party. Sometime this afternoon, however, things turned sour. Could it have been all that sugar? All the candy and frosting? Those darn removable tattoos? We may never know.
Anyway, back to the drama. This afternoon, I walked past the coffee table on my way upstairs to put laundry away. I noticed a white film of some sort on the table, but I figured it was nothing big. Maybe some of the sugar from those sugar-stick candy things that Ava brought home from school. Not a huge deal, but I'd be back to investigate after my hands were free.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I couldn't wait any longer. I asked Ava what was all over the coffee table. She stood there peering up at me and said one word, "Soap." With that, I continued on and put the clothes away before heading back downstairs to take a closer look. When I reached the coffee table I could see that it was indeed white, but there was no residue or film or anything. That's when I realized that we had a problem.
"What kind of soap, Ava?"
She pointed to the diaper bag.
I asked her to show me what she was talking about.
She pulled out the liquid, gel hand sanitizer.
The little travel-sized bottle she was referring to is the bottle that I use on myself. I save the healthier version, foam pump thingy for her (when there isn't a sink in sight).
OK, deep breath. I revisited the coffee table. Apparently, hand sanitizer had BLEACHED my coffee table! Are you kidding me??!! I was rather annoyed. Very, rather annoyed. But, Ava felt bad right away. She kept apologizing. And besides, her nose was runny and I think she's coming down with a little cold. I couldn't get that mad at her. She shouldn't have gotten into it in the first place, but she didn't intentionally bleach my coffee table. I was just relieved that nothing else had happened with the awful stuff.
Well, after a half hour or so, I came to terms with the fact that this was permanent. Erghh! If you know me at all, you know that I am a stain-getter-outter! I will try and try, and try again till the stain is out! I didn't deal well knowing that I could do nothing to help my coffee table.
Then I was chatting with Bridget and she asked me if we had a protection plan. Yeah, we did buy one but I figured it was surely expired. She pushed me to look up the receipt, which I miraculously found within 5 seconds. Sure enough, we bought the protection plan and it doesn't expire until next month!! We bought this 5 years ago folks, I must have some good karma coming my way! I called the number and the wheels are in motion. SO- it looks like it'll all work out after all.
But, buyer beware. If hand sanitizer will do that to my coffee table, I don't want it anywhere near my kids hands...ever!
Or my coffee table!
Hear my cry. Heed my warning!
One 3.5 year old little girl...
One unsuspecting little brother...
One busy Mommy of 2...(oh wait, that's not me is it?)
One bottle of hand sanitizer.
Well, yes, 2 actually, but it was the gel kind that did the deed!
One ruined coffee table!
Sigh...Who could have predicted that I would be blogging about my coffee table again? If you were spared the original drama, you can read about it here. But alas, today, on this Friday the 13th, I bring you another dose of coffee table tales.
Today was an extra special Friday. Ava had her Valentine's party at school. She got to wear her pretty pink dress and her big white bow. She was very excited. She proudly carried her valentine cards out the door this morning, along with 2 dozen frosted cupcakes for the big party. Sometime this afternoon, however, things turned sour. Could it have been all that sugar? All the candy and frosting? Those darn removable tattoos? We may never know.
Anyway, back to the drama. This afternoon, I walked past the coffee table on my way upstairs to put laundry away. I noticed a white film of some sort on the table, but I figured it was nothing big. Maybe some of the sugar from those sugar-stick candy things that Ava brought home from school. Not a huge deal, but I'd be back to investigate after my hands were free.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I couldn't wait any longer. I asked Ava what was all over the coffee table. She stood there peering up at me and said one word, "Soap." With that, I continued on and put the clothes away before heading back downstairs to take a closer look. When I reached the coffee table I could see that it was indeed white, but there was no residue or film or anything. That's when I realized that we had a problem.
"What kind of soap, Ava?"
She pointed to the diaper bag.
I asked her to show me what she was talking about.
She pulled out the liquid, gel hand sanitizer.
The little travel-sized bottle she was referring to is the bottle that I use on myself. I save the healthier version, foam pump thingy for her (when there isn't a sink in sight).
OK, deep breath. I revisited the coffee table. Apparently, hand sanitizer had BLEACHED my coffee table! Are you kidding me??!! I was rather annoyed. Very, rather annoyed. But, Ava felt bad right away. She kept apologizing. And besides, her nose was runny and I think she's coming down with a little cold. I couldn't get that mad at her. She shouldn't have gotten into it in the first place, but she didn't intentionally bleach my coffee table. I was just relieved that nothing else had happened with the awful stuff.
Well, after a half hour or so, I came to terms with the fact that this was permanent. Erghh! If you know me at all, you know that I am a stain-getter-outter! I will try and try, and try again till the stain is out! I didn't deal well knowing that I could do nothing to help my coffee table.
Then I was chatting with Bridget and she asked me if we had a protection plan. Yeah, we did buy one but I figured it was surely expired. She pushed me to look up the receipt, which I miraculously found within 5 seconds. Sure enough, we bought the protection plan and it doesn't expire until next month!! We bought this 5 years ago folks, I must have some good karma coming my way! I called the number and the wheels are in motion. SO- it looks like it'll all work out after all.
But, buyer beware. If hand sanitizer will do that to my coffee table, I don't want it anywhere near my kids hands...ever!
Or my coffee table!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
a-daaaa, a-daaaa, a-daaaa...
I have a confession.
I have fallen short of being a fair and balanced blogger.
My husband is disappointed that I have not blogged his exciting news. Our exciting news. Dean's exciting news.
Yes, in fact, Dean is saying Dada.
It's more like a-daaa, a-daaa, a-daaa, a-daaa.
And, it is so darn cute!
I believe he first said it on Wednesday.
I was so excited. But, I was the only one who heard it.
Rats! That won't work. I need group confirmation on this!
Why? I dunno, I just do. I can't explain. You understand, right?
Later that night Chet was reading Ava a bedtime story.
Dean was on a roll....a-daaa, a-daaaa, a-daaaa.
In my defense, I did yell for Chet, but when he didn't answer, I let it go. I couldn't blatantly interrupt one Daddy moment for another, now could I?
So, I waited.
Surely he would say it again and we would all roar our cheering roars.
By Friday he had said it numerous times and Chet & Ava finally joined the club! Hooray! You go, Dean-o!
Sorry Dada that I've been a slacker on sharing your proud Daddy moment. It's been documented.
(Btw- Dean has been saying Mama constantly and Chet is joking that it's getting "really annoying!"....Never!)
I have fallen short of being a fair and balanced blogger.
My husband is disappointed that I have not blogged his exciting news. Our exciting news. Dean's exciting news.
Yes, in fact, Dean is saying Dada.
It's more like a-daaa, a-daaa, a-daaa, a-daaa.
And, it is so darn cute!
I believe he first said it on Wednesday.
I was so excited. But, I was the only one who heard it.
Rats! That won't work. I need group confirmation on this!
Why? I dunno, I just do. I can't explain. You understand, right?
Later that night Chet was reading Ava a bedtime story.
Dean was on a roll....a-daaa, a-daaaa, a-daaaa.
In my defense, I did yell for Chet, but when he didn't answer, I let it go. I couldn't blatantly interrupt one Daddy moment for another, now could I?
So, I waited.
Surely he would say it again and we would all roar our cheering roars.
By Friday he had said it numerous times and Chet & Ava finally joined the club! Hooray! You go, Dean-o!
Sorry Dada that I've been a slacker on sharing your proud Daddy moment. It's been documented.
(Btw- Dean has been saying Mama constantly and Chet is joking that it's getting "really annoying!"....Never!)
We've been labelled.
We woke up this morning to an excited Ava. She couldn't wait to show us what she'd made.
Apparently, she found some of my post-it strips and got to work.
She had ants in her pants when she presented them to us.
She couldn't wait for us to wear "our labels."
I'm really gonna miss 3...
Friday, February 6, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Welcome Craig Stanley
Congratulations to the Robertson family on the arrival of their sweet baby boy! We are so happy for you all. Little William is going to love being a big brother. Enjoy this special time. Craig Stanley
2/3/09
9lb, 8oz
9:02 am
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Happy Bday Cami!
Happy 4th Birthday, Camdyn Rose. We hope you have a wonderful day!
Love, The G Family =)
Monday, February 2, 2009
Sharing a "Share"
I am so excited! Felice and I are sharing a "share" of a CSA for the 2009 season.
The shares sold out last year, so I am happy to be able to get involved this year.
CSA stands for Community Supported Agriculture. You can read lots more about it here, if you are interested.
Anyway, from June through November, every Thursday we will receive a bag full of organic fruits and vegetables from a local farm. Enough to feed a "small family." Since this is the first year we are doing this, it will be perfect to split the share between the 2 families.
I grew up eating lots of fresh veggies from the garden and I would love to expose my family to the same type of thing. Problem is, I'm not a farmer and I don't currently have a garden.
"We grow a range of new and heirloom varieties rarely seen in stores because their value lies in their flavor, not their ability to withstand the rigors of long distance shipping—varieties such as the red-skinned French Fingerling potato, the orange Persimmon tomato and the green-fleshed Sweetie #6 melon."
Sounds yummy, huh? I'm excited that we're gonna give it a try. Seems like the perfect way to feed my family some healthy, fresh, organic produce. Besides, it feels good to support the local farmer, and it's at a really reasonable price.
Another really cool thing, the CSA we are going with is linked with a grass-fed meat/poultry farm. No hormones, no antibiotics. You can check it out here. SO COOL!
Okay- I don't expect many folks to share my excitement on this venture, but I am giddy and I just wanted to share!
Prayers for Aunt Carol
Please say a prayer for Aunt Carol.
Pray that she turns around for the better.
xoxo
Pray that she turns around for the better.
xoxo
Happy 91st Birthday!
HAPPY 91st BIRTHDAY, NANA!We hope your day is filled with smiles and comfort.
And may the year ahead bring you nothing but joy.
We love you!
xoxoxo
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