This was forwarded to me via email. Thought I'd share it with you....
Important Women's Health Issue:
* Do you have feelings of inadequacy?
* Do you suffer from shyness?
* Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?
* Do you suffer exhaustion from the day to day grind?
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about yourself and your actions. Margaritas can help ease you out of
your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing
to do just about anything. You will notice the benefits of Margaritas
almost immediately and with a regiment of regular doses you can
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Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will
discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start
living, with Margaritas.
Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or
nursing should not use Margaritas. However, women who wouldn't mind
nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.
Side effects may include:
- Dizziness
- Nausea
- Vomiting
- Incarceration
- Erotic lustfulness
- Loss of motor control
- Loss of clothing
- Loss of money
- Loss of virginity
- Table dancing
- Headache
- Dehydration
- Dry mouth
- And a desire to sing Karaoke
WARNINGS:
* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering
when you are not.
* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends over
and over again that you love them.
* The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing.
* The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you can logically
converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.
Please share this with other women who may need Margaritas.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
brain dump
There's too much going on in my head and not enough of it is cohesive, SO it's time for another brain dump...
1. I bought a witch hat to wear on Sunday.
In some respects, it's a little hypocritical of me to dress like a witch. I don't like when kids come to my house dressed as witches or goblins or ghouls. I give them one piece of the "crappy candy". (I have "crappy/cheap candy" and "yummy candy", and I dole it out as I see fit.) Cute (not scary) costumes get 2 or 3 pieces of "yummy candy".
In other respects, given my mood for about a week, being a witch is quite appropriate and arguably might not even be considered "dressing up". But since I don't normally wear a pointy hat and striped knee socks, I think that it will count as a costume.
2. I like passing out candy and seeing the trick or treaters for the first 10 minutes. After that it's a hassle to go to the door. (Lazy, I know.) This year as soon as the sun goes down and I'm pretty sure all the young kids have come by, I'm going to put the bowl of candy out on my front porch and let the middle schoolers help themselves. That way I can turn off my light and not be disturbed.
3. Which reminds me: HALLOWEEN ETIQUETTE: IF THE PORCH LIGHT IS OFF, DON'T RING THE DOORBELL.
4. I wonder how many people are going to leave candy on their porch anyway because they'll be inside watching the Rangers play.
5. It's cooler than I thought it would be today, and I sent Sarah in a short-sleeved shirt.
6. Sarah wants to be Cinderella for Halloween and wear a ratty dress up outfit that I'm not at all excited about. I don't know why I care... and I AM letting her do what she wants. I realize it's her costume... but it bugs me. Why ugly and polyester when you have a costume option that is nice and cotton???
7. Jack continues to wet the bed every night. So we've gone back to a pull up over his underwear so that we're not washing sheets every day. We also are bribing him... er, uh, using positive reinforcement... and told him that if he can stay dry 5 nights in a row, he can go to Planet Pizza. He's been dry for the last 3 nights. Interesting. He told me he would TT when he was asleep and he didn't know it. But given an incentive, he can stay dry. Hmmm....
8. Caroline has a little runny nose. We're trying to nip that thing in the bud before it progresses to anything further. We have Halloween plans!!!
9. Why do all adult Halloween costumes have to be slutty? What if I wanted to dress up as a nurse that you WOULDN'T find as a character in a porno?
10. I ate unsweetened applesauce today and my body thanked me. It felt so nice to eat something NOT sweet and pretty healthy after the sugar shock I've been putting my body through for the last couple of weeks.
11. I can't believe we're entering the holiday season of 2010. That means we're almost halfway through Kindergarten and Jack's first year of preschool. Time is zipping by!!
12. I ordered a Christmas present from Amazon. And they shipped me the wrong DVD. No big deal. They corrected the mistake, but now I have to return the wrong one. Which means driving to a UPS store. And that seems like such a hassle that it really irritates me that Amazon screwed up.
13. Go Rangers!
1. I bought a witch hat to wear on Sunday.
In some respects, it's a little hypocritical of me to dress like a witch. I don't like when kids come to my house dressed as witches or goblins or ghouls. I give them one piece of the "crappy candy". (I have "crappy/cheap candy" and "yummy candy", and I dole it out as I see fit.) Cute (not scary) costumes get 2 or 3 pieces of "yummy candy".
In other respects, given my mood for about a week, being a witch is quite appropriate and arguably might not even be considered "dressing up". But since I don't normally wear a pointy hat and striped knee socks, I think that it will count as a costume.
2. I like passing out candy and seeing the trick or treaters for the first 10 minutes. After that it's a hassle to go to the door. (Lazy, I know.) This year as soon as the sun goes down and I'm pretty sure all the young kids have come by, I'm going to put the bowl of candy out on my front porch and let the middle schoolers help themselves. That way I can turn off my light and not be disturbed.
3. Which reminds me: HALLOWEEN ETIQUETTE: IF THE PORCH LIGHT IS OFF, DON'T RING THE DOORBELL.
4. I wonder how many people are going to leave candy on their porch anyway because they'll be inside watching the Rangers play.
5. It's cooler than I thought it would be today, and I sent Sarah in a short-sleeved shirt.
6. Sarah wants to be Cinderella for Halloween and wear a ratty dress up outfit that I'm not at all excited about. I don't know why I care... and I AM letting her do what she wants. I realize it's her costume... but it bugs me. Why ugly and polyester when you have a costume option that is nice and cotton???
7. Jack continues to wet the bed every night. So we've gone back to a pull up over his underwear so that we're not washing sheets every day. We also are bribing him... er, uh, using positive reinforcement... and told him that if he can stay dry 5 nights in a row, he can go to Planet Pizza. He's been dry for the last 3 nights. Interesting. He told me he would TT when he was asleep and he didn't know it. But given an incentive, he can stay dry. Hmmm....
8. Caroline has a little runny nose. We're trying to nip that thing in the bud before it progresses to anything further. We have Halloween plans!!!
9. Why do all adult Halloween costumes have to be slutty? What if I wanted to dress up as a nurse that you WOULDN'T find as a character in a porno?
10. I ate unsweetened applesauce today and my body thanked me. It felt so nice to eat something NOT sweet and pretty healthy after the sugar shock I've been putting my body through for the last couple of weeks.
11. I can't believe we're entering the holiday season of 2010. That means we're almost halfway through Kindergarten and Jack's first year of preschool. Time is zipping by!!
12. I ordered a Christmas present from Amazon. And they shipped me the wrong DVD. No big deal. They corrected the mistake, but now I have to return the wrong one. Which means driving to a UPS store. And that seems like such a hassle that it really irritates me that Amazon screwed up.
13. Go Rangers!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
In the spirit of Halloween..
I bought Count Chocula and Frankenberry cereals (I skipped the Booberry) as a treat/dessert for the kids after lunch or dinner.
But I must say, just like Halloween candy, I've found myself sneaking bowls at 10:00 pm. I think the kids have had about 1/2 cup in the last 3 days. I've eaten 3/4 of the entire box.
They're so processed and sugary... and wonderful.
Good for the soul
Lately I've found watching old home movies of the kids to be good for my heart.
I remember really fighting through most days with Sarah and Jack when they were little. But on these movies, I'm happy and laughing. I'm telling them that I love them. I'm delighting in the small things. I'm feeding my kids yogurt and not junk food. :) I'm speaking kindly. I'm turning on the night vision feature of the camera to record Sarah talking to herself in her crib. And I promise that's not as creepy as that sounds. :)
I wasn't shriveled up in a corner somewhere. I was tuned in and engaged with my kids.
Maybe I was faking it because the camera was on. Or maybe--just maybe-- I was a better mom back then than I remember being. Maybe I didn't show the side of me that was overwhelmed as often as I thought I did. Maybe those feelings didn't overtake me as often as I thought they did. Maybe I could push them down... or forget about them altogether... and have great fun with the kids.
I've never really thought of myself as a good mom with babies and toddlers. And not to toot my own horn now, but I don't cringe, like I thought I would, looking back at those videos. I recorded the kids a lot. I sang to them. I held them. I laughed with them. And I have documented proof.
I'm going to remember to watch those tapes more often when I find myself buying into the lie that I don't measure up.
I remember really fighting through most days with Sarah and Jack when they were little. But on these movies, I'm happy and laughing. I'm telling them that I love them. I'm delighting in the small things. I'm feeding my kids yogurt and not junk food. :) I'm speaking kindly. I'm turning on the night vision feature of the camera to record Sarah talking to herself in her crib. And I promise that's not as creepy as that sounds. :)
I wasn't shriveled up in a corner somewhere. I was tuned in and engaged with my kids.
Maybe I was faking it because the camera was on. Or maybe--just maybe-- I was a better mom back then than I remember being. Maybe I didn't show the side of me that was overwhelmed as often as I thought I did. Maybe those feelings didn't overtake me as often as I thought they did. Maybe I could push them down... or forget about them altogether... and have great fun with the kids.
I've never really thought of myself as a good mom with babies and toddlers. And not to toot my own horn now, but I don't cringe, like I thought I would, looking back at those videos. I recorded the kids a lot. I sang to them. I held them. I laughed with them. And I have documented proof.
I'm going to remember to watch those tapes more often when I find myself buying into the lie that I don't measure up.
Thanks for the help...
Jason went to the pediatrician appointment with me yesterday. It's our first time to go together since that first visit with Sarah when she was a newborn. Once I got that first trip under my belt with Jason by my side, I've been good to go alone ever since.
Also, I should say, Jason has taken a sick child in without me before as well. He can do it alone too. ;)
But yesterday was a doozie. It was Jack's 4 year appointment. And Caroline's 15 months.
In the last year or so, they've added extra appointments for toddlers. Jack did not have a 15 month check-up, but Caroline does.
If you don't have a 4 yr old yet, heads up--the 4 yr appointment comes complete with 4 or 5 shots. So it's not fun. Sarah didn't cry when she got her shots at 4, but I knew Jack would.
I also knew that Caroline would be getting 2 or 3 shots as well. So I just couldn't logistically figure out how to hold down one while consoling another.
Thus, Jason left work and met me at the doctor.
It would have been SUCH A HARD APPOINTMENT without him!!!
Jack had his hearing and vision screened, which was in a room down the hall. Had Jason not been there, I'd have had to take all 3 kids with me to the other room and then walked all 3 kids back to the exam room. May sound simple but it's a hassle.
Exam rooms are small. There were no toys in this one. Normally, we just try to play "I Spy" and pray for the doctor to come quickly. But yesterday, Jason helped me keep them all entertained.
I was able to give my full attention to Dr. Katz as we discussed Caroline and Jack and their development. Normally I'm bouncing C on my hip to keep her from crying and asking Sarah and Jack to talk quietly so that I can concentrate.
I held Jack down for his shots and then was able to pass him off to Jason who held him and hugged him while I held C down for hers. Then I held her and consoled her. So no child felt unloved. That was a huge relief.
Between this and the help my parents gave me at the pumpkin patch, I'm starting to realize that part of my meltdowns and craziness probably stems from the fact that I take on A LOT alone. I do things that would be so much simpler if I would only speak up and ask for assistance.
Because when I get a little help, these monumental tasks are not as awful.
Many hands make light work. (Or however that saying goes.)
Thanks for your help, Jason!!
Also, I should say, Jason has taken a sick child in without me before as well. He can do it alone too. ;)
But yesterday was a doozie. It was Jack's 4 year appointment. And Caroline's 15 months.
In the last year or so, they've added extra appointments for toddlers. Jack did not have a 15 month check-up, but Caroline does.
If you don't have a 4 yr old yet, heads up--the 4 yr appointment comes complete with 4 or 5 shots. So it's not fun. Sarah didn't cry when she got her shots at 4, but I knew Jack would.
I also knew that Caroline would be getting 2 or 3 shots as well. So I just couldn't logistically figure out how to hold down one while consoling another.
Thus, Jason left work and met me at the doctor.
It would have been SUCH A HARD APPOINTMENT without him!!!
Jack had his hearing and vision screened, which was in a room down the hall. Had Jason not been there, I'd have had to take all 3 kids with me to the other room and then walked all 3 kids back to the exam room. May sound simple but it's a hassle.
Exam rooms are small. There were no toys in this one. Normally, we just try to play "I Spy" and pray for the doctor to come quickly. But yesterday, Jason helped me keep them all entertained.
I was able to give my full attention to Dr. Katz as we discussed Caroline and Jack and their development. Normally I'm bouncing C on my hip to keep her from crying and asking Sarah and Jack to talk quietly so that I can concentrate.
I held Jack down for his shots and then was able to pass him off to Jason who held him and hugged him while I held C down for hers. Then I held her and consoled her. So no child felt unloved. That was a huge relief.
Between this and the help my parents gave me at the pumpkin patch, I'm starting to realize that part of my meltdowns and craziness probably stems from the fact that I take on A LOT alone. I do things that would be so much simpler if I would only speak up and ask for assistance.
Because when I get a little help, these monumental tasks are not as awful.
Many hands make light work. (Or however that saying goes.)
Thanks for your help, Jason!!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
What a mess
These pics of Caroline were from a few months ago when she dumped a box of Cheerios and made a big ol' mess... 
But it doesn't compare to the mess Sarah made when she was 2. (A little nostalgia for ya. I miss our one story house. I miss our playroom!!! And--I must be remembering it wrong--because sometimes I miss the kids at this age.)
But it doesn't compare to the mess Sarah made when she was 2. (A little nostalgia for ya. I miss our one story house. I miss our playroom!!! And--I must be remembering it wrong--because sometimes I miss the kids at this age.)Gearing up for Halloween
I'm trying to get in the Halloween mood this year.
I bought a few... kinda lame... decorations. I have a Halloween Tshirt and I even have some over-the-knee black and purple socks with spiders on them to wear on Sunday...since it will probably be warm and I'll be in my Halloween Tshirt and black shorts.
But having tried on the Halloween shirt, black shorts, and crazy socks, I think I need to get a witch's hat. I don't really want to because I don't have the best head for hats. :)
But my ensemble is hitting a weird note... it's somewhere in between "I didn't dress up. I just have on a Halloween shirt" and "I'm in costume". You never want to be in the middle. Because then people stare at you trying to figure out what you're dressed up as OR they're secretly thinking, "I don't know if you think you look cute, but you're a hot mess."
AND
I'm really hoping that between now and Sunday I get a little more inspired and try to do some fun snacks or Halloween punch for the kids to drink on Sunday with ice cubes that have gummy worms inside. There really are TONS of fun (not scary) things you can do with little kids for Halloween. I'm just not in that mode at the moment.
I have a few days to get with it!! Hopefully I'll get it in gear....
If you're doing something fun, let me know!! I may have to steal your ideas!
I bought a few... kinda lame... decorations. I have a Halloween Tshirt and I even have some over-the-knee black and purple socks with spiders on them to wear on Sunday...since it will probably be warm and I'll be in my Halloween Tshirt and black shorts.
But having tried on the Halloween shirt, black shorts, and crazy socks, I think I need to get a witch's hat. I don't really want to because I don't have the best head for hats. :)
But my ensemble is hitting a weird note... it's somewhere in between "I didn't dress up. I just have on a Halloween shirt" and "I'm in costume". You never want to be in the middle. Because then people stare at you trying to figure out what you're dressed up as OR they're secretly thinking, "I don't know if you think you look cute, but you're a hot mess."
AND
I'm really hoping that between now and Sunday I get a little more inspired and try to do some fun snacks or Halloween punch for the kids to drink on Sunday with ice cubes that have gummy worms inside. There really are TONS of fun (not scary) things you can do with little kids for Halloween. I'm just not in that mode at the moment.
I have a few days to get with it!! Hopefully I'll get it in gear....
If you're doing something fun, let me know!! I may have to steal your ideas!
Monday, October 25, 2010
Johnny Carson as a politician...
Staying up late to watch Johnny Carson was a treat growing up. Friday nights were our Johnny Carson nights, even though most of his jokes went over my head at the time.
Thought this was appropriate to share since elections are coming up.
Don't forget to vote!
Thought this was appropriate to share since elections are coming up.
Don't forget to vote!
Our weekend
Friday:
Well Parents' Night Out was a smashing success! It ended up being a somewhat impromptu gathering of almost our entire Sunday School class. We had dinner (and drinks) and watched the Rangers win. It was really fun. Everyone had a great time hanging out without our chilluns.
But let me back up to Friday morning...
We woke up to discover that our next door neighbors had the wheels stolen off their brand new Yukon XL. They used pavers from their flower beds to put their car up on blocks and steal the wheels.
I don't know if you remember, but our car had been broken into as well a while back.
That kind of thing infuriates me. It's such a violation. And to steal from someone right in front of their house is brazen. It's disgusting.
As a side story:
My dad had someone try to steal his shovel from him in broad daylight. A shovel that he had set down by a large hole that he had just dug. A shovel that he left only long enough to go to the garage to grab another tool. When he got back to the grass, he saw a man putting it in the back of his pickup truck, claiming that he thought it was an "abandoned shovel".
Whatever.
I DON'T LIKE THIEVES!!
Friday afternoon...
We saw Sarah get her award from the principal.
Jason, Dad, and I went while Mom watched Jack and Caroline. I'm so glad that my parents live close enough to be a part of the kids' lives as much as they are. That really is a blessing, I know!!
SATURDAY:
We hung around the house and Jason started working on Jack's car for Grand Prix Race Day at preschool.
He built Sarah's car...
This time around he's building Jack a Jeep... He's thinking this Jeep is way more fun than Sarah's pink car, I can tell. He's even got plans for a roll bar and spare tire. Pictures will be posted upon completion.
SUNDAY:
I ran 9 miles even though I'm having the HARDEST time breathing right now. This cold of mine has taken up residence in my lungs. This happens every time. It's so frustrating.
My decision to run was idiotic. I paid for it all day long yesterday. I felt sick and never recovered.
I'm so stubborn when it comes to my training and I refused to take the day off. I kept thinking, "But what if I'm sick on race day? I need to run so that I can condition my body to perform even when I'm not feeling 100%." It was a dumb move. I should've used yesterday as a day to rest and give my body a chance to heal.
Soooo... that's my weekend...
This week will be busy.
Doctors' appointments (just check-ups) for the kids (probably for me too). Lunch with Mom. Possibly lunch at Sarah's school. And of course Halloween plans!!
More to come later in the week....
Well Parents' Night Out was a smashing success! It ended up being a somewhat impromptu gathering of almost our entire Sunday School class. We had dinner (and drinks) and watched the Rangers win. It was really fun. Everyone had a great time hanging out without our chilluns.
But let me back up to Friday morning...
We woke up to discover that our next door neighbors had the wheels stolen off their brand new Yukon XL. They used pavers from their flower beds to put their car up on blocks and steal the wheels.
I don't know if you remember, but our car had been broken into as well a while back.
That kind of thing infuriates me. It's such a violation. And to steal from someone right in front of their house is brazen. It's disgusting.
As a side story:
My dad had someone try to steal his shovel from him in broad daylight. A shovel that he had set down by a large hole that he had just dug. A shovel that he left only long enough to go to the garage to grab another tool. When he got back to the grass, he saw a man putting it in the back of his pickup truck, claiming that he thought it was an "abandoned shovel".
Whatever.
I DON'T LIKE THIEVES!!
Friday afternoon...
We saw Sarah get her award from the principal.
Jason, Dad, and I went while Mom watched Jack and Caroline. I'm so glad that my parents live close enough to be a part of the kids' lives as much as they are. That really is a blessing, I know!!
SATURDAY:
We hung around the house and Jason started working on Jack's car for Grand Prix Race Day at preschool.
He built Sarah's car...
This time around he's building Jack a Jeep... He's thinking this Jeep is way more fun than Sarah's pink car, I can tell. He's even got plans for a roll bar and spare tire. Pictures will be posted upon completion.
SUNDAY:
I ran 9 miles even though I'm having the HARDEST time breathing right now. This cold of mine has taken up residence in my lungs. This happens every time. It's so frustrating.
My decision to run was idiotic. I paid for it all day long yesterday. I felt sick and never recovered.
I'm so stubborn when it comes to my training and I refused to take the day off. I kept thinking, "But what if I'm sick on race day? I need to run so that I can condition my body to perform even when I'm not feeling 100%." It was a dumb move. I should've used yesterday as a day to rest and give my body a chance to heal.
Soooo... that's my weekend...
This week will be busy.
Doctors' appointments (just check-ups) for the kids (probably for me too). Lunch with Mom. Possibly lunch at Sarah's school. And of course Halloween plans!!
More to come later in the week....
Friday, October 22, 2010
PNO!!!
It's Parents' Night Out!!! Woo hoo!!
Sooooo...... I feel like crap! My voice is still completely gone. My head and throat now hurt from straining all day to TRY to utter words here and there. (Parenting sans voice is not an easy task.) I'm just not doing well, BUT yes, oh yes, I will be going out tonight.
There will be Mexican food.
There will be Margaritas. With an "s" and Jason doesn't drink them. ;)
There will be strained conversation. (strained only because of my lack of voice)
There will be a baseball game on.
It will be heavenly. :)
On a side note, whenever I lose my voice, at first I think it's kinda fun to be raspy. I don't know what it is. But it's kinda nice to go from chirpy, Disney sounding to low and raspy.
But the fun only lasts for a day.. max. And then I go to where I am now. And the thing is... I'm not so good at shutting up. Please try to hide your shocked expressions.
So even though, at first, I'm sure Jason is glad that it looks like I won't be talking much for the next few days. He QUICKLY realizes that, no, I actually will be talking just as much. Only this time it will be even more irritating and grating.
We're both hoping that I get better SOON!!!
Sooooo...... I feel like crap! My voice is still completely gone. My head and throat now hurt from straining all day to TRY to utter words here and there. (Parenting sans voice is not an easy task.) I'm just not doing well, BUT yes, oh yes, I will be going out tonight.
There will be Mexican food.
There will be Margaritas. With an "s" and Jason doesn't drink them. ;)
There will be strained conversation. (strained only because of my lack of voice)
There will be a baseball game on.
It will be heavenly. :)
On a side note, whenever I lose my voice, at first I think it's kinda fun to be raspy. I don't know what it is. But it's kinda nice to go from chirpy, Disney sounding to low and raspy.
But the fun only lasts for a day.. max. And then I go to where I am now. And the thing is... I'm not so good at shutting up. Please try to hide your shocked expressions.
So even though, at first, I'm sure Jason is glad that it looks like I won't be talking much for the next few days. He QUICKLY realizes that, no, I actually will be talking just as much. Only this time it will be even more irritating and grating.
We're both hoping that I get better SOON!!!
And not to get too opinionated...
BUT...
I feel like the "Glee" photo spread was cheap and tacky. I know they're adults and can do whatever they want in a men's magazine, but the pictures went too far. Especially because (and I've heard other people point this out) they were in character. They were posing as though they were high school students. Lockers, lollipops, school girl uniform type skirts and all. It just didn't need to go there.
We know you're not nerdy little glee club members in real life. You didn't need to be in your panties with your legs spread to prove it. Just sayin'.
AND...
Juan Williams was fired for an honest opinion that I think he voiced in a well-spoken way. He was clearly not agreeing with everything that Bill O'Reilly said. (And I'm honestly not a Fox News watcher. But I did see the entire clip in question.) And throughout the course of the interview, he was obviously making a differentiation between extreme and moderate Muslims. And I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said.
And it doesn't have to be about Muslims. When anyone dresses in such a way that they're putting what they believe and/or represent out there first and foremost, human nature is to make a judgment call. You see a tattooed, leather clad, big man on a Harley, you're going to make a judgment call. You see a nun in a habit on the plane, you're gonna make a judgment call about what's most important to her. You see a lady walking up and down Harry Hines in a tight short dress, you're gonna assume she's a prostitute.
When you dress in such a way that says "I'm not about conforming to your way of dressing. This is what I identify with. This is who I am" then you can't be mad that people are going to assume some things about you.
And the reality is all Juan said is that when people are in full Muslim garb such that they're identifying themselves FIRST and FOREMOST as Muslim, he gets a little nervous if he has to share a plane with them. But he went on to say that OF COURSE the people we need to be concerned about are the extremists.
And that's true of any race, religion, group of people. I mean, for crying out loud, the KKK lynches people (or used to) in the name of white supremacy and Christ. I'm white. I love Jesus. I don't agree with the KKK. They're crazy radicals who twist and pervert things.
But I think we're foolish when we let political correctness get in the way of our intuition. I think an uneasy feeling around whoever it may be is something that we far too often ignore because we don't want to offend anyone. Now certainly we can become uneasy around someone and it's not at all justified. And I'm not in support of racism or stereotyping. But, in reality, stereotypes are formed and endure because there's at least a hint of truth to them.
And I'm sure I'm pissing off some people now, if I haven't already.
Anyway, all I'm saying is I support Juan Williams. I think he was wrongfully fired from the NPR. And I think his comment is protected under the first amendment.
And it's not just because I happen to agree with him. I think the more you start taking away people's freedom to speak, the more we ALL should be nervous. No matter what you believe.
I feel like the "Glee" photo spread was cheap and tacky. I know they're adults and can do whatever they want in a men's magazine, but the pictures went too far. Especially because (and I've heard other people point this out) they were in character. They were posing as though they were high school students. Lockers, lollipops, school girl uniform type skirts and all. It just didn't need to go there.
We know you're not nerdy little glee club members in real life. You didn't need to be in your panties with your legs spread to prove it. Just sayin'.
AND...
Juan Williams was fired for an honest opinion that I think he voiced in a well-spoken way. He was clearly not agreeing with everything that Bill O'Reilly said. (And I'm honestly not a Fox News watcher. But I did see the entire clip in question.) And throughout the course of the interview, he was obviously making a differentiation between extreme and moderate Muslims. And I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said.
And it doesn't have to be about Muslims. When anyone dresses in such a way that they're putting what they believe and/or represent out there first and foremost, human nature is to make a judgment call. You see a tattooed, leather clad, big man on a Harley, you're going to make a judgment call. You see a nun in a habit on the plane, you're gonna make a judgment call about what's most important to her. You see a lady walking up and down Harry Hines in a tight short dress, you're gonna assume she's a prostitute.
When you dress in such a way that says "I'm not about conforming to your way of dressing. This is what I identify with. This is who I am" then you can't be mad that people are going to assume some things about you.
And the reality is all Juan said is that when people are in full Muslim garb such that they're identifying themselves FIRST and FOREMOST as Muslim, he gets a little nervous if he has to share a plane with them. But he went on to say that OF COURSE the people we need to be concerned about are the extremists.
And that's true of any race, religion, group of people. I mean, for crying out loud, the KKK lynches people (or used to) in the name of white supremacy and Christ. I'm white. I love Jesus. I don't agree with the KKK. They're crazy radicals who twist and pervert things.
But I think we're foolish when we let political correctness get in the way of our intuition. I think an uneasy feeling around whoever it may be is something that we far too often ignore because we don't want to offend anyone. Now certainly we can become uneasy around someone and it's not at all justified. And I'm not in support of racism or stereotyping. But, in reality, stereotypes are formed and endure because there's at least a hint of truth to them.
And I'm sure I'm pissing off some people now, if I haven't already.
Anyway, all I'm saying is I support Juan Williams. I think he was wrongfully fired from the NPR. And I think his comment is protected under the first amendment.
And it's not just because I happen to agree with him. I think the more you start taking away people's freedom to speak, the more we ALL should be nervous. No matter what you believe.
Not that I watch Oprah...
because I don't. (I used to, but she bugs me.) But I did see that yesterday (I think it was) she was scheduled to have an interview with Lisa Marie Presley in London.
Really?
It's your farewell season and you're wasting a show on her???
Why?
I don't know. Maybe one of you watched and it was fascinating. But I personally don't feel like I missed out on anything.
Really?
It's your farewell season and you're wasting a show on her???
Why?
I don't know. Maybe one of you watched and it was fascinating. But I personally don't feel like I missed out on anything.
Isn't it ironic.......
Well today I'll be doing my best to track down a library book that belongs to Sarah's school. I'm pretty sure it got mixed in with the public library books and was returned to the wrong place.
I told her that it would really help me out if she would put her school books back in her backpack every night.
And even though I take responsibility for the missing book (IF I did, in fact, return it to the wrong library), I do find it ironic that we may be paying for a lost library book on the very day that Sarah's being recognized at the assembly for, in part, being a RESPONSIBLE student.
Of all the days to lose a book....
:)
I told her that it would really help me out if she would put her school books back in her backpack every night.
And even though I take responsibility for the missing book (IF I did, in fact, return it to the wrong library), I do find it ironic that we may be paying for a lost library book on the very day that Sarah's being recognized at the assembly for, in part, being a RESPONSIBLE student.
Of all the days to lose a book....
:)
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Ugh.....
My voice is gone now. Chest is heavy. (My colds always go straight to my chest. I never have the sinus headache stuff. It doesn't stay in my head long enough.) Taking a deep breath requires effort. Throat is tender just from talking to the kids so much this afternoon.
Hooray for cold and flu season!! Oh, how I've missed you.
Hooray for cold and flu season!! Oh, how I've missed you.
Conversations with Jack
Today Jack had to bring a pumpkin to preschool to decorate.
At breakfast, I reminded him that it was Pumpkin Day!!
He said, "Today is going to be stupendous!"
I asked him what that meant.
He said, "When something's so amazing, you just have to say, 'WOW'"
When I picked him up this afternoon, I asked him how his day was, and he said,
"I was flabbergasted, Mom!! It was a pumpkin extravaganza!!"
:)
I love that kid! LOL!!!
At breakfast, I reminded him that it was Pumpkin Day!!
He said, "Today is going to be stupendous!"
I asked him what that meant.
He said, "When something's so amazing, you just have to say, 'WOW'"
When I picked him up this afternoon, I asked him how his day was, and he said,
"I was flabbergasted, Mom!! It was a pumpkin extravaganza!!"
:)
I love that kid! LOL!!!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Happy Mom
I have something good to write about all 3 of my kids!!!
(Not to say that I can't always find something positive to say about each of my kids. Because I can. But sometimes I'm REALLY having to soul search to find a silver lining and a positive spin on things.)
So here we go...
Caroline...
I've wrestled with her, emotionally and physically, for months. She's freakishly strong (I think she gets that from her Aunt Hilary) and stubborn (also from Hilary?? j/k) and has a clear idea of how she thinks things in her world should work.
On Sunday, she woke up happy... AND STAYED HAPPY ALL DAY LONG. I was like, "Wow, this is kinda cool."
Monday I went to Bible Study and dropped her off in the nursery and SHE DIDN'T CRY. And then I picked her up and they said that she was hilarious. Talking and playing peek-a-boo and running all around the room. And I must've looked at them like they were crazy because they said, "Are you surprised?" And I even asked them if they were talking about Caroline. They said they were, in fact, talking about MY baby being cute and happy.
Tuesday she was HILARIOUS. We played while Jack and Sarah were at school and she belly laughed. She tried on all of Sarah's shoes and walked around the house with them on. She blew kisses to me and tried to tackle me. And again, jabbered up a storm. And she's gesturing a lot with her hands as she talks. It's the cutest thing. (Can't imagine where she gets her need to be overly expressive. Hmmm....)
All that's to say... I have truly enjoyed her this week. I've had some REALLY HARD times with her, but--of course--I've always stuck with it and tried to show patience and love while she's kicking me and screaming in my ear. It is UNBELIEVABLY REWARDING for her to love me back. And to show that love to me. She's starting to be more cuddly and loving, and I needed that from her soooooooooooo badly.
OK, now Jack.....
I sort of already said everything about Jack in his birthday post. But he has really stepped it up and come into his own with Sarah being in Kindergarten. I've learned so much about him because I can focus on him more and listen to all of his looooong stories. He's a really funny kid. He doesn't miss a beat, so you better be on top of your game. I've had a really great couple of months with him. And it's hard to believe that we're almost halfway through his first year of preschool.
I have a phone conference with his teacher this afternoon. So we'll see how he's doing in school. I expect it will be fine.
Finally, Sarah....
I had Sarah's parent/teacher conference and we met to go over all of the testing that they have to do to assess levels in math and reading. Plano will not do report cards until the 3rd grade, so you rely heavily on assessments and portfolio work to know if your child is making progress.
The testing showed that Sarah is reading and understanding text on a 2nd grade level. That her math skills are as developed as her reading skills (for which I give Jason the credit. He loves to show her new things with numbers.)
Her teacher said that socially she's doing great. She is the smallest in the class, and there are some girls with super strong personalities but that Sarah holds her own with them. Sarah is good about standing up for herself. Ms. Rushing said that she can't tell at all that Sarah just turned 5 in July. Huge relief!!
And then yesterday we got an email from Ms Rushing that she chose Sarah for this first nine weeks as her student to receive the Principal's Proclamation at an assembly on Friday. Every teacher chooses one student who has been respectful and responsible and an overall good student, and they get recognized by the principal in front of the school.
Academic success aside... THIS is what makes me the happiest. Ms Rushing will only choose 4 kids all year long. Sarah's her first pick.
And it's not happening at my church...where she went to preschool and Mother's Day Out...where she goes to Sunday School... and where my parents also go to church. This has NOTHING to do with a bunch of people who have known her all of her life and are giving her a little "Way to go" award. I'm NEVER up at school. I joined the PTA when we did packet pick up but have volunteered to do nothing yet. So this isn't, in some backwards way, a ploy to kiss my butt or thank me for anything.
This is someone recognizing and loving Sarah for who she is. And it makes me SO PROUD to know that she's kind and respectful without my standing over her shoulder and reminding her.
It's a huge deal. It's affirming that, even though I have horrible days and make terrible parenting moves sometimes, God is blessing my kids and He's blessing me through them. And it's like I FINALLY got a paycheck for all the work I've been doing for the last 5 years.
Not to turn Sarah's recognition into mine. But I do feel like God has seen me drowning and overwhelmed and these little things that have happened with my kids in the last week are His way of saying, "I see you. You're doing a good job. Persevere."
I turn it back over to Him and thank Him for blessing me with these kids. Parenting is never easy, but it's rewarding.
(Now remind me of this when I write my next post about how I'm going NUTS!!!) :)
(Not to say that I can't always find something positive to say about each of my kids. Because I can. But sometimes I'm REALLY having to soul search to find a silver lining and a positive spin on things.)
So here we go...
Caroline...
I've wrestled with her, emotionally and physically, for months. She's freakishly strong (I think she gets that from her Aunt Hilary) and stubborn (also from Hilary?? j/k) and has a clear idea of how she thinks things in her world should work.
On Sunday, she woke up happy... AND STAYED HAPPY ALL DAY LONG. I was like, "Wow, this is kinda cool."
Monday I went to Bible Study and dropped her off in the nursery and SHE DIDN'T CRY. And then I picked her up and they said that she was hilarious. Talking and playing peek-a-boo and running all around the room. And I must've looked at them like they were crazy because they said, "Are you surprised?" And I even asked them if they were talking about Caroline. They said they were, in fact, talking about MY baby being cute and happy.
Tuesday she was HILARIOUS. We played while Jack and Sarah were at school and she belly laughed. She tried on all of Sarah's shoes and walked around the house with them on. She blew kisses to me and tried to tackle me. And again, jabbered up a storm. And she's gesturing a lot with her hands as she talks. It's the cutest thing. (Can't imagine where she gets her need to be overly expressive. Hmmm....)
All that's to say... I have truly enjoyed her this week. I've had some REALLY HARD times with her, but--of course--I've always stuck with it and tried to show patience and love while she's kicking me and screaming in my ear. It is UNBELIEVABLY REWARDING for her to love me back. And to show that love to me. She's starting to be more cuddly and loving, and I needed that from her soooooooooooo badly.
OK, now Jack.....
I sort of already said everything about Jack in his birthday post. But he has really stepped it up and come into his own with Sarah being in Kindergarten. I've learned so much about him because I can focus on him more and listen to all of his looooong stories. He's a really funny kid. He doesn't miss a beat, so you better be on top of your game. I've had a really great couple of months with him. And it's hard to believe that we're almost halfway through his first year of preschool.
I have a phone conference with his teacher this afternoon. So we'll see how he's doing in school. I expect it will be fine.
Finally, Sarah....
I had Sarah's parent/teacher conference and we met to go over all of the testing that they have to do to assess levels in math and reading. Plano will not do report cards until the 3rd grade, so you rely heavily on assessments and portfolio work to know if your child is making progress.
The testing showed that Sarah is reading and understanding text on a 2nd grade level. That her math skills are as developed as her reading skills (for which I give Jason the credit. He loves to show her new things with numbers.)
Her teacher said that socially she's doing great. She is the smallest in the class, and there are some girls with super strong personalities but that Sarah holds her own with them. Sarah is good about standing up for herself. Ms. Rushing said that she can't tell at all that Sarah just turned 5 in July. Huge relief!!
And then yesterday we got an email from Ms Rushing that she chose Sarah for this first nine weeks as her student to receive the Principal's Proclamation at an assembly on Friday. Every teacher chooses one student who has been respectful and responsible and an overall good student, and they get recognized by the principal in front of the school.
Academic success aside... THIS is what makes me the happiest. Ms Rushing will only choose 4 kids all year long. Sarah's her first pick.
And it's not happening at my church...where she went to preschool and Mother's Day Out...where she goes to Sunday School... and where my parents also go to church. This has NOTHING to do with a bunch of people who have known her all of her life and are giving her a little "Way to go" award. I'm NEVER up at school. I joined the PTA when we did packet pick up but have volunteered to do nothing yet. So this isn't, in some backwards way, a ploy to kiss my butt or thank me for anything.
This is someone recognizing and loving Sarah for who she is. And it makes me SO PROUD to know that she's kind and respectful without my standing over her shoulder and reminding her.
It's a huge deal. It's affirming that, even though I have horrible days and make terrible parenting moves sometimes, God is blessing my kids and He's blessing me through them. And it's like I FINALLY got a paycheck for all the work I've been doing for the last 5 years.
Not to turn Sarah's recognition into mine. But I do feel like God has seen me drowning and overwhelmed and these little things that have happened with my kids in the last week are His way of saying, "I see you. You're doing a good job. Persevere."
I turn it back over to Him and thank Him for blessing me with these kids. Parenting is never easy, but it's rewarding.
(Now remind me of this when I write my next post about how I'm going NUTS!!!) :)
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
this and that
Sarah came home from her first day of Red Ribbon Week telling me all about nicotine and how it hurts your brain and lungs. And how it tells your body, "I want more. I want more", but it's really bad for you.
Jason's not a smoker but he does enjoy his snuff, so I had Sarah tell Daddy all about how bad nicotine is. :)
(It's crazy to hear your 5 yr old use the word "nicotine", by the way.)
I personally am NOT looking forward to "alcohol is bad" day. Nor am I ready for "caffeine is a drug too" day.
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Jack told me that the batteries to his Leapster were "in Heaven."
What?
"They died," he said.
I got him new batteries. :)
...............................
It is MUGGY today. Yuck. C'mon Fall. Where did you go??
Ok, For those of you who live around here and are like, "Hmmm.. It's actually not muggy at all today! It's gorgeous. What are you talking about?" I wrote this after my run. And I swear it was humid at 6:00 this morning. But I acknowledge that it is no longer muggy. I retract the above statement.
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The Rangers game was great last night!! Look, I was late hopping on the bandwagon but I'm all in BIG TIME. I look forward to the games. Sarah's enjoyed them too and is learning the rules of baseball. (Although we're still working on calling them "runs" not "points".) And it's great to not be watching Nick Jr at 7:00.
...............................
I think I'm coming down with something. I have the scratchy throat. That's always step one. Step two will be a cough in a few days. Bummer. BUT I know a ton of people who have had the stomach bug so it could be MUCH worse!!
...............................
Halloween is right around the corner. Jack wants to be a doctor. Sarah wants to be Cinderella (I kinda thought she'd do Alice in Wonderland again, but no... She wants to wear the ratty dress up clothes we've had for years. Oh well.) And Caroline is going to be a giraffe. (In other words I bought her a giraffe print onesie from the GAP and a little hat to go with it.) It's not really ultra-costumey.
..............................
Friday night is Parent's Night Out at the church. YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!
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And I'm going to do early voting today. Don't forget to vote sometime between now and November something!! (I'm good on exact dates, huh?)
Jason's not a smoker but he does enjoy his snuff, so I had Sarah tell Daddy all about how bad nicotine is. :)
(It's crazy to hear your 5 yr old use the word "nicotine", by the way.)
I personally am NOT looking forward to "alcohol is bad" day. Nor am I ready for "caffeine is a drug too" day.
.............................
Jack told me that the batteries to his Leapster were "in Heaven."
What?
"They died," he said.
I got him new batteries. :)
...............................
It is MUGGY today. Yuck. C'mon Fall. Where did you go??
Ok, For those of you who live around here and are like, "Hmmm.. It's actually not muggy at all today! It's gorgeous. What are you talking about?" I wrote this after my run. And I swear it was humid at 6:00 this morning. But I acknowledge that it is no longer muggy. I retract the above statement.
...............................
The Rangers game was great last night!! Look, I was late hopping on the bandwagon but I'm all in BIG TIME. I look forward to the games. Sarah's enjoyed them too and is learning the rules of baseball. (Although we're still working on calling them "runs" not "points".) And it's great to not be watching Nick Jr at 7:00.
...............................
I think I'm coming down with something. I have the scratchy throat. That's always step one. Step two will be a cough in a few days. Bummer. BUT I know a ton of people who have had the stomach bug so it could be MUCH worse!!
...............................
Halloween is right around the corner. Jack wants to be a doctor. Sarah wants to be Cinderella (I kinda thought she'd do Alice in Wonderland again, but no... She wants to wear the ratty dress up clothes we've had for years. Oh well.) And Caroline is going to be a giraffe. (In other words I bought her a giraffe print onesie from the GAP and a little hat to go with it.) It's not really ultra-costumey.
..............................
Friday night is Parent's Night Out at the church. YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!
..............................
And I'm going to do early voting today. Don't forget to vote sometime between now and November something!! (I'm good on exact dates, huh?)
Monday, October 18, 2010
But what if I'm off of it?
Breaking my Facebook habit has been easier than I thought in some ways and trickier in others.
Most of the time--I'd say more than 90% of the time--it's not hard for me to stay away from Facebook. Especially after the first day or so, it got easier and easier.
HOWEVER....
On super long days, I miss it. I miss the mindlessness of it. And I've found that I'm missing out on stuff.
I thought for the longest time that what I read about on Facebook were things that I could've done without knowing. It was just a time waster.
But there have already been a few instances where I've missed big stuff.
I had to work the nursery on Sunday, and Kim (the woman I worked with) let me know that our friend, Daniella, had her baby. I didn't know because I hadn't been online and checked. And I know she's not sitting around wondering, "Why hasn't Julie commented on my pictures of my baby??" (I'm not that arrogant to believe that.) BUT I had been commenting all along the way during her pregnancy, and it is weird that I didn't acknowledge the birth.
So I got online really fast and just clicked "like" under the pic of little Brooklyn, who is ADORABLE by the way.
And then I saw that I had 2 or 3 friend requests. One was from a woman I worked with years ago who left on bad terms. It was a really rough year when she left our school. And I didn't want her to think that I was INTENTIONALLY ignoring her friend request. So I accepted it.
(So all that's to say if you've seen a little activity from me on Facebook, that's why. That's what I've been up to.)
But I got to thinking, it's very clear that the assumption of marketers, friends, retailers, family is that EVERYONE is ON FACEBOOK.
And if you're not, you're missing out.
Vist TJMaxx's Facebook page for a chance to win a shopping spree.
There's a Facebook contest to win a chance to interview Pres George W Bush.
Our local morning news show has a "Facebook Friend of the Day".
I'm FB friends with my next door neighbors, and Facebook is the way we communicated most often when I was on there. If their kids were to be sick or if there was a death in the family, I'd find out over Facebook.
But what if I'm off of it?
I almost feel like I need to let a few people (other than yall) know that I'm not on there anymore so that's no longer the best way to communicate news to me.
I don't want there to be the assumption that I know the latest heartbreaking update on your dying grandmother that you posted on FB. I wasn't on there. I don't know. So if I see you and smile at you and don't ask you about her, don't be offended. I didn't read your status today.
It really is funny how people assume that everyone's been updated on whatever and so there's no need for an email, a phone call, a visit, a letter... etc.
Between blogging and Facebook, I'm also wondering--What's the point of Christmas cards this year? Do I even want to do them?
Yes, I'll do them because it's the traditional thing to do. But we're so connected nowadays, it does seem a little silly.
Do you know what I feel like? I feel like the people who refused to get cell phones because "Why do I need one of those silly things?" Or when my mom REFUSED to get an answering machine when we were growing up because she thought it was so rude to expect someone to talk to a machine. :) But of course, everyone you know has a cell phone and voicemail. Refusing to conform was futile.
I'm not on Facebook because I'm trying to refocus my time. Well, guess what?? Everyone else is there. Is it pointless refusing to check in every now and then? Who knows.
Bottom line: If there's something BIG that I need to know about, PLEASE let me know. A birth, a death, a plague of some kind... I don't know. If it's important, get the news to me. Because I'm really trying to be disciplined when it comes to Facebook. Thanks. :)
Most of the time--I'd say more than 90% of the time--it's not hard for me to stay away from Facebook. Especially after the first day or so, it got easier and easier.
HOWEVER....
On super long days, I miss it. I miss the mindlessness of it. And I've found that I'm missing out on stuff.
I thought for the longest time that what I read about on Facebook were things that I could've done without knowing. It was just a time waster.
But there have already been a few instances where I've missed big stuff.
I had to work the nursery on Sunday, and Kim (the woman I worked with) let me know that our friend, Daniella, had her baby. I didn't know because I hadn't been online and checked. And I know she's not sitting around wondering, "Why hasn't Julie commented on my pictures of my baby??" (I'm not that arrogant to believe that.) BUT I had been commenting all along the way during her pregnancy, and it is weird that I didn't acknowledge the birth.
So I got online really fast and just clicked "like" under the pic of little Brooklyn, who is ADORABLE by the way.
And then I saw that I had 2 or 3 friend requests. One was from a woman I worked with years ago who left on bad terms. It was a really rough year when she left our school. And I didn't want her to think that I was INTENTIONALLY ignoring her friend request. So I accepted it.
(So all that's to say if you've seen a little activity from me on Facebook, that's why. That's what I've been up to.)
But I got to thinking, it's very clear that the assumption of marketers, friends, retailers, family is that EVERYONE is ON FACEBOOK.
And if you're not, you're missing out.
Vist TJMaxx's Facebook page for a chance to win a shopping spree.
There's a Facebook contest to win a chance to interview Pres George W Bush.
Our local morning news show has a "Facebook Friend of the Day".
I'm FB friends with my next door neighbors, and Facebook is the way we communicated most often when I was on there. If their kids were to be sick or if there was a death in the family, I'd find out over Facebook.
But what if I'm off of it?
I almost feel like I need to let a few people (other than yall) know that I'm not on there anymore so that's no longer the best way to communicate news to me.
I don't want there to be the assumption that I know the latest heartbreaking update on your dying grandmother that you posted on FB. I wasn't on there. I don't know. So if I see you and smile at you and don't ask you about her, don't be offended. I didn't read your status today.
It really is funny how people assume that everyone's been updated on whatever and so there's no need for an email, a phone call, a visit, a letter... etc.
Between blogging and Facebook, I'm also wondering--What's the point of Christmas cards this year? Do I even want to do them?
Yes, I'll do them because it's the traditional thing to do. But we're so connected nowadays, it does seem a little silly.
Do you know what I feel like? I feel like the people who refused to get cell phones because "Why do I need one of those silly things?" Or when my mom REFUSED to get an answering machine when we were growing up because she thought it was so rude to expect someone to talk to a machine. :) But of course, everyone you know has a cell phone and voicemail. Refusing to conform was futile.
I'm not on Facebook because I'm trying to refocus my time. Well, guess what?? Everyone else is there. Is it pointless refusing to check in every now and then? Who knows.
Bottom line: If there's something BIG that I need to know about, PLEASE let me know. A birth, a death, a plague of some kind... I don't know. If it's important, get the news to me. Because I'm really trying to be disciplined when it comes to Facebook. Thanks. :)
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Warning...
The next 2 posts are picture overload.
I either talk/write too much or I post too many pics. Sorry.
Hello, Moderation, I don't think we've ever met.
I either talk/write too much or I post too many pics. Sorry.
Hello, Moderation, I don't think we've ever met.
Jack's Birthday Party
This weekend was Jack's party at The Little Gym. SO MUCH FUN!!! Everyone had a great time, and this was the PERFECT setting for Caroline, my little climber. In every pic you'll see of her, if she's on the equipment, it's because she climbed up there. And she climbed off. We were just standing there to be sure she didn't break her neck. If we had extra money lying around, I'd sign her up for a class. I don't, so I won't. :) But if I did she'd love it. Maybe next year.
We invited everyone from Jack's class, plus 2 little girls from Sunday School and my nephew.
The way it turned out, none of the boys could come. One never RSVPd. One was really sick that day. One was supposed to come but didn't. And one I always knew wouldn't be able to be there.
So it ended up being Jack and a whole bunch of little girls.
I'm sure someday he'll look back at these pictures and wonder why he didn't have any boys at his party when he turned 4. But he didn't mind. :)
We invited everyone from Jack's class, plus 2 little girls from Sunday School and my nephew.
The way it turned out, none of the boys could come. One never RSVPd. One was really sick that day. One was supposed to come but didn't. And one I always knew wouldn't be able to be there.
So it ended up being Jack and a whole bunch of little girls.
I'm sure someday he'll look back at these pictures and wonder why he didn't have any boys at his party when he turned 4. But he didn't mind. :)
Pumpkin Patch
Mom, Dad, and I took the kids to the pumpkin patch in Celina. I invited them to come along... SERIOUSLY believing I wouldn't need the help. Thought maybe they'd have fun. They could take a few pictures since my hands would be full.
Oh. My. Gosh. TOTALLY needed their help. Could not have done it by myself. And wouldn't have had ANY pictures. THANKS FOR COMING!!!
FEEDING THE ANIMALS...
In a nutshell, Sarah thought the whole concept was disgusting. Jack was willing to throw the food at the animals or let them eat it out of a cup, but I think he was scared that they would bite him. Caroline would have let the goats lick inside her mouth. (I didn't let her let them!!) But she was not at all scared. Loved it.
HAYRIDE
Love this pose Jack struck. Still working on being a little less like his sister and a little more boyish. This pose? Not it.
The only "roll in the hay" any mom ever wants to know about...
PICKING OUT THE PERFECT PUMPKIN was quite the ordeal. They all looked the same to me, but to find the right one to take home, I'm pretty sure that they checked them ALL out.
I love the way Jack is looking at my mom in this one...
End of day pic with Dad. Everyone looks cute but I'm not sitting up. Not sure what I'm doing. Can't believe I'm the one who messed this one up...
Now I'm sitting up but the kids aren't smiling... I swear a good family pic is like trying to get stars to align and move mountains and things...
Gotta get pics on the tractor on the way out...
If Jack looks like he's been crying, it's because he had. He had a mini meltdown because we were about to leave and he thought we were going to feed the animals one more time. The look of disappointment masked by a forced smile.... :)
It was a great time. Great weather. Thanks for coming, Mom and Dad, and bringing along the camera! (I think I'm still dumping hay out of our shoes!!!)
Oh. My. Gosh. TOTALLY needed their help. Could not have done it by myself. And wouldn't have had ANY pictures. THANKS FOR COMING!!!
FEEDING THE ANIMALS...
In a nutshell, Sarah thought the whole concept was disgusting. Jack was willing to throw the food at the animals or let them eat it out of a cup, but I think he was scared that they would bite him. Caroline would have let the goats lick inside her mouth. (I didn't let her let them!!) But she was not at all scared. Loved it.
HAYRIDE
Love this pose Jack struck. Still working on being a little less like his sister and a little more boyish. This pose? Not it.
The only "roll in the hay" any mom ever wants to know about...
PICKING OUT THE PERFECT PUMPKIN was quite the ordeal. They all looked the same to me, but to find the right one to take home, I'm pretty sure that they checked them ALL out.
I love the way Jack is looking at my mom in this one...
End of day pic with Dad. Everyone looks cute but I'm not sitting up. Not sure what I'm doing. Can't believe I'm the one who messed this one up...
Now I'm sitting up but the kids aren't smiling... I swear a good family pic is like trying to get stars to align and move mountains and things...
Gotta get pics on the tractor on the way out...
If Jack looks like he's been crying, it's because he had. He had a mini meltdown because we were about to leave and he thought we were going to feed the animals one more time. The look of disappointment masked by a forced smile.... :)
It was a great time. Great weather. Thanks for coming, Mom and Dad, and bringing along the camera! (I think I'm still dumping hay out of our shoes!!!)
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