We have kept busy in the last year and a half! In March 2013, Faith came into our lives. In July 2013, she became “officially” ours. We celebrated her first Halloween, her first Christmas & New Years, first Easter, and finally, her first Birthday! Then, in May 2014, we sold our first home where we celebrated all of those firsts and moved to a larger home in a new town. (A bittersweet stepping stone.) We said goodbye to our sweet cat, Murphy. We left Faith’s first daycare which we loved and started in-home daycare with a nanny whom Faith absolutely adores.
We are totally in love with Faith. She has brought so much joy to our lives. She is the funniest, sassiest, cutest, and stubbornest, little person I know. Faith entering our lives has tested our marriage, brought us closer, tested our patience, and brought out characteristics in both Tony and I that we never knew existed. Through all of the challenges, ups, downs, twists, and turns, hearing that little voice say, “Mommy” and “Daddy” will light up a dark day and give you that extra boost of energy when you don’t think you have any more.
We are excited to announce that we are starting the adoption process all over again! Read the rest of this entry »
“Mom! You forgot to pack my strawberry toothpaste!”
“I couldn’t pack it. We did carry-ons so I couldn’t pack a tube of stuff that big. You’ll have to use some of my little toothpaste.”
“But it’s minty! I hate minty.”
“Just give it a try.”
“Yuck. It’s terrible! Look hold on. I won’t brush too hard and then smell my breath. It’s yogurt and chocolate and water flavored. Way better than minty.”
Camping humor. Classic.
For the last several years my camping trips have all involved our RV and a bear named Yogi.
Over the Memorial Day weekend however, I went camping with grown-ups. In a tent.
When friends of mine from the gym invited a bunch of us to crash their annual Memorial Day camping trip I was all in. Until they mentioned it was an “over-21″ campground. Read the rest of this entry »
Last Saturday, when I was fresh off of finishing up time with students, I put the kids down for a nap and thought out loud, “hmmm…should I go on a bike ride or take a nap?” B said, “you should take a nap. You look pretty tired.”
My droopy eyelids agreed and a headed upstairs, closed our room darkening curtains, turned on the fan and laid down for a glorious nap. I was roused from my drool-inducing slumber a bit later to realize that B was getting cycling clothes out of the closet. I remember being somewhat miffed that he had convinced me to nap instead of riding. and then went riding himself..but then quickly fell back asleep.
About 3 hours later, the phone woke me up. It was B. He had decided to ride part of our potential new Brewery 100 route to do a bit of an inspection of the roads to see if they were biker friendly. “Hey Boss, wanna meet me in Frederick for some bbq in a little while?” I groggily replied, “Sure!” It doesn’t matter how groggy I am…you mention food and I am on it.
The kids woke up soon after and after some snacks to control the hanger, I loaded them into the Chariot and went on a quick-ish 2.5 mile run. If B was going to get in a good ride…then I was going to do something besides slumber. Read the rest of this entry »
“Mom? Mom?” “Bob, you should be asleep by now.” “Yeah, but I can’t stop thinking about this nightmare Adam told me he had about the lady who lives on his street who’s kind of scary. In the nightmare she had black teeth and her husband had white eyes and he kidnapped Adam.” “That sounds like a really scary thing to think about when you’re trying to fall asleep.” “It is.” “Okay, well I’ll get you a glass of water and you can try and fall asleep again and think about something good, like swimming at day camp, or your basketball game coming up on Saturday.” “Mom? Can you just be here while I try to fall asleep? Just for a little while? I’ll give you the cold side of the pillow.”
Or: Thank you ObamaCare!
Or: I Just Met You…and This is Crazy.
I planned to present the “Places I’ve Pumped” Series in chronological order, but this one was too good to not instantly tell. And by “good” I mean “terribly awkward.”
I am district trainings and workshops this whole week. Long sessions in different buildings — the recipe for great “Places I’ve Pumped” stories.
Today, I found a lovely little store room. I unpacked my stuff near an outlet, got everything plugged in, and grabbed my pump parts. GASP. I forgot my shields. Crap! I can’t pump without my shields! What am I going to do?!?! I can’t run home and I caaaaaan’t make it until 2 without pumping. Crap! Crap! Crap! Read the rest of this entry »
We all want to live life without regret. We all, I think, have this wonderful, sunset picture of the end of our life, where we want to be able to look back on our actions and say, “Yeah, I rocked it up. Good life.”
I want to die without major regrets. Sure, I’ll make stupid, dumb choices (ask my husband about that~!) but I don’t want to reach the end of my life and yearn for the ability to un-do something. Read the rest of this entry »
This craft was so easy! The Younger had a great time, and I absolutely love the way they came out
We gathered glass jars that I had been saving for a while, Elmer’s Glue, glitter, and some paint brushes. I mixed some of the glue with water, and off we went!
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40. 40. 40! 40!!!!!!!! My birthday is next week, and yes, I will be 40. I feel so…..grown. Almost like I know everything, but I’m still learning. I don’t feel “40″, and I don’t think I look “40″, which is a good thing. My kids are super excited for my birthday. Although, at first Lo wasn’t so excited. She had asked me how old I was going to be, and when I said 40 she gasped, covered her mouth and walked away. A few minutes later she came to me in tears saying “I don’t want you to be 40, it’s so close to 100 and you’re going to die soon!!”. Poor little Lo!!! After I explained to her that I was not that old and I wasn’t going to die soon, she felt better. I didn’t though. I kinda felt really old after that. LOL!! I’m over it now though. The toughest thing about turning 40 is getting my license renewed and probably getting a new picture. I love my picture and I don’t want to change it. :/ If that is all I have to worry about, then I guess I’m doing pretty damn good!
“Mom? Are you okay?”
“I guess so.”
“That ball hit you really hard in the face.”
“It did. It feels really bad.”
“I know. Remember when that happened to me those two times?”
“Yeah. Well, whoever threw it, it was just an accident.”
“Doesn’t it feel like your nose is falling out of your face and that it’s stinging on the inside and maybe you can kind of feel your own blood in there? And then your top lip feels all fat and warm but not in a good way? And then right between your eyes it’s like when you get hit with a plastic light saber, sort of? I keep my hands up like this now to guard my face. You should try it next time.”