Monday, January 28, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Of course now that we have them, Mr. Man won't be getting many overseas assignments, because that is just how my luck runs. Before I had my passport, it was "oh, I'm going to Paris on Tuesday" and I never could join him. This last time was "We can go to Tokoyo for a month as a family", however the kids didn't have passports.
So, now we are ready. For sure we will go to Calgary next summer, so at least we are prepared. Each and every night I pray for a long term assignment in Paris for Mr. Man's work. "Please God.... send my cute family to Paris to live. I'd buy AK a little Madeline outfit and we'd have picnics underneath the Eiffel Tower. We'd spend afternoons at the Musee d'Orsay and the kids would say Merci to the Balloon Man at the park. We'd be so cute in Paris"
So far, no such luck. Maybe you all should start praying too!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
If anyone has mason, plumbers, or handymans that they love, or is willing to come paint, let me know!!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
However, because I love Mr. Man dearly, I ventured into a regular grocery store in a blustery windstorm that nearly blew the wee one into outer space if it weren't for my deathgrip, to obtain Mr. Man's favorite food. (see, we don't have snow here in Sunny So Cal, so I couldn't use the standard "I walked 10 miles in the snow....barefoot... uphill both ways" story." However, thank goodness for the Santa Ana Winds to draw some drama into my mediocre tale of love's labor. ) Anywho, just for Mr. Man, I stocked up on his favorite Oatmeal. And I couldn't resist taking a picture of it all stacked up. Shhh.. it's whole grain... and all natural!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Then flash forward to when Mr. Boy is 4 and we are sitting in the doctor's office reviewing his allergy test results. The doctor shows off the list of allergens, and it's identical to mine. I mention to the doctor, "oh, this is easy, these are all the same trees I'm highly allergic to." He says, "Oh yes.. well that makes sense, we find that allergies run in families, more on the maternal side.... but... wait...erm... uh.. wait.. no wait, that doesn't make sense in your case." Then he just kind of smiles and says, "well, I've just witnessed another the miracle of adoption, these kids, they tend to morph."
Monday, January 14, 2008
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
I did my part to help the Justice League defend the Universe. Every single day I run into a Justice League formation. They crack me up. Here, they surround "Justice League Headquarters, protecting it from the bad bad bad man who makes people sit in their rooms until they calm down" Apparently, the Justice League is a little bit of a Therapy tool for Mr. Boy.
**Elephant Friend... I'll post more details on him in the future, so check back! Also, other upcoming events include an interview with Mr. Man, and resolutions for 2007.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
At the close of 2007, I couldn't help but reflect on where I am today compared to a year ago. I had high hopes of things being different in so many ways, but the truth is thing are not much different. Whether or not that is a good or bad thing, I do not know.
The Scene: Christmas Morning at Chateau de la Francaise, Santa, who spent most of the night putting together Playmobil products, has arrived and delivered a bounty of toys for all, both big and small.
Enter the children, who are thrilled at Santa's arrival. However, remember the 2-9-9-9 Cars from my earlier post? Well, Mr. Boy doesn't see them under the tree, and grows increasingly more frustrated as he opens each gift. Promptly after this photo was taken, Mr. Boy threw his new Batman PJ's over his shoulder and proclaimed them "Stupid". Mr. Man & I looked at each other with a look oh "oh no he di'nt". With a flick of the wrist Mr. Boy is sent to Time Out. I know, I know.. Time out on Christmas? Oh yes indeed. Then we made him reopen his presents, be grateful, and say thank you after each one....
Then, after he practiced and perfected Gracious Present Opening 101, we pulled out a gift from far under the tree. It was the 2-9-9-9 Cars he so desperately wanted. His excitement was contagious.Then there was AK, who kept getting mad at us for making her stop playing with her new toys and open more presents. She got a new baby, to replace her well loved baby who has a skidmark on her head from being dragged down the driveway every morning. We learned that you can not simply replace toys, you merely add to them. AK now drags two babies around. We should have opted for the double stroller.. AK also ripped the wrapping paper off in dime sized pieces, so Mr. Boy had to intervene in the interest of getting through the gifts prior to 2010. Also, random thought, for months we keep trying to have Mr. Boy get dressed before he comes out of his room in the morning... however, he didn't get the memo that Christmas is Exempt from that rule. So just pretend he is wearing matchy matchy red PJ's. Santa brought Mr. Man and I lots of good gifts for the Wii. Knowing that Santa was bringing us good gifts, we decided to do a $5 buck gift exchange between us. Mr. Man did not follow the rules, however, I did. Here he is opening up his Sponge Holder... yes... a Sponge Holder, you know for Kitchen Sponges. It sticks to the side of the kitchen sink. Here is a little known fact, I can NOT STAND Kitchen Sponges. Oooo how I hate them. What? I know you are shocked, that I loathe a product that is a haven for germs. If I see one in the bottom of the sink, I get a ziploc baggie, and turn it inside out like a glove, pick it up and seal it up, then I walk it out to the outside trash. I can not stand them. Anyhow, Mr. Man loves Sponges. So.. as a gift from the heart, a place for Mr. Man to keep his beloved sponges.
I can't help but look at this picture, and think.. huh.. what happened? Mr. Man and I picked five gifts for each child back in November. We went shopping togethere on a Hot Friday Night Date in November to avoid the "Christmas Eve shopping at Walgreens Fiasco of 2006". Looks like Mr. Man and I had a hard time sticking to our list. We really don't want to raise spoiled children, but this picture is Exhibit A in the fact that we are failing at our cause. Here is AK with her loot, however she's sitting on most of her gifts. Then the family arrived, and my brother and I with Mr. Boy in between us, all rocked on Guitar Hero.
While my dad, who was hospitalized a few days after this pic was taken, snoozed with his favorite pal...
And the cousins snuggled the other dog.
And if you made it to here in my posts, you win the "Reader of the Year" prize.