Monday, January 30, 2012

The Kiss!

Since the invention of the kiss,
there have been five kisses rated the most passionate,
the most tender . . .
 the most pure.

This one left them all behind.
The end.
Disclaimer: Not judging anyone's kiss . . .
just wanted to incorperate more of the wedding with one of my favorite quotes
from The Princess Bride.
And because you all look FABULOUS!

Bear and Stefanie's Wedding!

"Mawidge . . .
mawidge is what bwings us togewer today . . .


Mawidge, the bwessed awwangement,

that dweam wiffim a dweam . . .


Ven wuv, twoo wuv, wiw fowwow you fowever . . ."

"So tweasure your wuv."
Narration by:
Peter Cook as The Impressive Clergyman,
The Princess Bride



Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Remembering Christmas Past Part Deux

We're moving out west now . . .
remembering Christmas in California.
Here is Duke with his 20 foot bone.
 Okay, maybe not 20 feet, but pretty darn big.
Ever seen a dog smile that big?

Seems Doug was a really good boy this year . . .
he got huge man toys for his garage.
That is one happy man!

We all know how weird people in California are . . .

Our Monica has embraced the weirdness.
And she does it beautifully!
Totally love those socks!

Our next stop is Las Vegas!

Mom, Sweet Baby James, Dre and Beautiful Ava in front of the Christmas tree. 

I can only guess that Sweet Baby James is saying,
"CHEESE!"
Too precious!
Trucks are a boys best friend.
I think Baby James must have some Mama Monk in him.

Ava saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus!
Underneath the mistletoe!

And then promptly forgot all about it,
when Grandma bribed presented her with a brand new toy!
Nice work Grandma!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Remembering Christmas Past

This blog has been sorely neglected, I blame it on the holidays simply because they can't defend themselves.
Let's start by posting memories of Christmas 2011, shall we? 

Todd and I got up early Friday morning and so we could do our Christmas shopping in one fell swoop. 
I don't recommend it.
Four and a half hours later, we tag teamed the Gabriel and Cali so they could buy for each other. Gabriel was clueless about what to get for his sister. So in the end, Cali got a book she's been wanting for-ev-ver because she's number 154 on the library waiting list for it.
 Diary of a Wimpy Kid Cabin Fever.
She likes to beat up boys, it's a perfect match.
 
Cali found Gabriel an awesome picture of Spiderman and his peeps.
After walking through a dozen-million-billion stores, we found it at Ross.
I was tired and grumpy and starting to not feel good again. All I wanted her to do was to try on a pair of pants, but she wanted me to walk 15 feet away from where the dressing rooms were so she could show me this perfect present she found for Gabriel.
I told her, in my most
I'm-trying-to-be-patient-and-nice-because-its-the-holidays
voice, please just try on the pants first.
She did, they were too small.
She then asked in her 
I'm-trying-to-be-good-because-Santa-is-watching-but-you're-making-it-awfully-hard-for-me-not-to-mention-you're-being-the-most-unreasonable-mom-in-the-whole-world 
voice if I would now please go see what she found.
I did.
The picture has the texture of an oil painting mounted on hard surface. 
Only $20.
Sold.
Gabriel loves it.
She said she rocks!
I agreed.
The kids were up at 4:20 a.m. Christmas Morning.
Santa was very good to them. 
They got Wii games and controllers from Santa.
 
And a weapons arsenal courtesy of Nerf.
 
 Cali got a pink guitar.
She's declared herself a songwriter.
Her first song went something like,
"Daddy is so handsome and he loves bacon."
Todd was hooked.
I truly believe Christmas gets better with each passing year.
Happy Christmas Everyone!


Thursday, December 1, 2011

Eating the Colors of Fall

For Thanksgiving this year we skipped the green bean casserole and tried something new.
Roasted root vegetables with fresh herbs.
Beets, parsnips, rutabegas, sweet potato and carrots drizzled with a bit o' olive oil and sprinkled with fresh rosemary and sage.
As you can see, Gabriel couldn't wait to get his hands on them.
They were YUM!
The colors reminded me of this:
Which made me smile.
Because I love fall colors.
Especially when I can eat them.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

The Colors of Fall!

The colors of FALL!
Happy Fall Everyone!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

A Visit to the Zoo

Or What Homeschoolers Don't Know How To Do . . .

Yesterday was homeschool day at the zoo. It was also public school day at the zoo.
The two (homeschool and public school) groups waited in the parking lot while we were given the safety guidelines, the first thing we were asked to do was line up . . . the public schoolers lined up like little soldiers, while the homeschoolers kind of  . . . drifted around.
Lines have no beginning and no end.
Apparently neither do Homeschoolers.

Both groups were escorted into a small area for a short presentation before exporing the zoo.
We were introduced to a monkey named Zoe.
Her mom died of heart disease and she is now being raised by the Zoo Family.
And we were also introduced to Mack, an Albino Burmese Python that was left behind at a truck stop. Hence his name . . . Mack.

The two zoo ladies asked questions . . . the homeschoolers blurted out the answers while the public school kids raised their hands. Homeschoolers aren't taught to raise their hands. I like to think we're just so excited about learning, we just blurt out the answers as they come!

We did get to see rhino's . . .
how perfect is he?!
The rhino isn't too bad either. He even urinated for us. When reflecting upon such a scientific observation of normal bodily functions I quote another homeschool mom,
 "He pees like a hose."

Camels!
Freakishly funny looking things. Camels are like a train wreak. I couldn't stop looking at them.
Or my beautiful girl. Whose actions often lead to train wreaks.

Another observation I observed, rather overheard was,
"STAY WITH YOUR GROUP!"
Oy! I had nightmares about staying with my group. But I had no idea who my group was.
I'm very thankful my kids feel free enough to go their own ways and not stay with the group.
I said it before and I'll say it again . . .

HOMESCHOOLING ROCKS!