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Friday Casserole – A Little of This, A Little of That

August 27, 2010 · 1 comment

Whew! It’s Friday already? Friday is almost over? Where did the week go?

It feels like it’s been a million years since I was here. Really is was only Monday.

We’re busy trying to cram some fun into the last days of summer. September 7th David goes to Kindergarten, and Dave’s college classes start back up.

The days are already noticeably shorter with it getting dark earlier each night.

I think the thing I’ll miss most about summer is taking the boys outside after dinner. There’s just something about those warm summer nights, playing as the sun sets.

I was filling in the September calender, and realized suddenly my easy, unscheduled life is over. I haven’t had to get up, and be anywhere everyday for five and a half years. Now I’ll be getting David up, and off to school each day. I have to  walk him to and from the bus stop, and Wade will have to tag along too. So my leisurely mornings of sipping coffee are over.

One thing taking up space on the Fall calendar is PeeWee Football. David had his first practice this week. I like football, and I’m excited about being a football mom. Not that you can really call what a bunch of five-year-olds do on the field football.

David is good at throwing the ball. And he’s a foot taller than most of the other five year olds. I do think he’s a little disappointed that it’s not tackle football though.

Wade is just Wade, our happy, little baby boy. He’s running around everywhere, starting to talk, and David recently discovered that Wade is a naive and willing participant in his mischief. More on that later, because that story deserves its own post.

I just finished a blog design for Roxane over at Days. (Go over and say hi.)  That’s been keeping me busy too. I guess I’m officially a WAHM now.

Next week we’re ending summer with one last trip to the beach, and visit to the musical fountains in Grand Haven. David’s been begging us to go see them.

And that’s all the news from here.

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Tornado Watch

July 26, 2010 · 8 comments

We went down to the basement last Thursday night after a tornado warning was issued for our county.

We all ended up sleeping down there, because it was so late by the time the warning expired.

It was sort of like a family camping trip. Only even less fun.

I don’t camp by the way. My idea of roughing it? Motel 6.

I was home alone with the boys that night. It started to storm about an hour after I put them to bed. Then the NWS issued the warning for our county, and I woke the boys up and took them downstairs.

Now as far as basements go, ours is nicely appointed. It’s partially finished and has a TV, computer, bed and even a bathroom with a shower. We weren’t in one of those dank, dark basements.

I had the news station on, and knew there was still time before the storm got to our house. I settled the boys, and ran back upstairs to get a few more things:

1. The dogs. I couldn’t let them get blown away.

2. The cat. He’s been with us almost since the beginning, and he’s a champion mouser.

3. Flashlights. In a rare moment of clarity I realized the power might go out, and we would need light.

4. Shoes. If the house did blow away we needed shoes to climb out of the rubble.

5. The phone. I’d been trying to get a hold of Dave all night.

6. My purse. I’d need my debit card and checkbook to get access to money if something happened.

7. My DSLR camera that I still haven’t really figured out how to use yet. Why? Because, let’s face it, those things are expensive. It would be a long, long time before I could replace it.

8. My laptop. Because if a tornado came, I would have to blog about it.

Hey, I have priorities. I got all the living things to safety before I gathered up the electronic equipment.

It’s funny how you can be so sensible — remembering the shoes and purse — and ridiculous — the electronics — at the same time.

Dave arrived home just before the worst of the storm hit.

He brought his laptop downstairs too.

See?

I’m not the only one.

There was no tornado, but lots of rain, and wicked thunder and lightening.

The tornado warning expired, and we were about to go upstairs when the meteorologist said more storms with possible tornadic activity were headed across the lake.

The boys were almost asleep, so we decided to stay down there. If the weather got bad again, at least we’d already be in the basement.

It was a long night of tossing and turning while more storms raged outside. David was scared, and Dave ended up sleeping on the futon with him. I held Wade until he was sound asleep enough that I could lay him down in the Pack-N-Play.

The next morning Dave and I woke up to David and Wade giggling as the elder helped the younger make his escape from the Pack-N-Play.

I’m glad we’re fine, and the storms didn’t do any damage to our home.

And the camera and laptop are still intact too.

In the event of a disaster, if there was time, what besides your family would you rescue from your house?

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Backyard Conversation

July 18, 2010 · 3 comments

David: Mommie, why do they call them toadstools?

Me: Because they look like small stools. Can’t you picture a toad hopping up there, and having a seat?

David: It also looks like a good place for a  little bug to hide from the rain. I think they should call them bug umbrellas.

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Summer Playtime

July 14, 2010 · 5 comments

Last summer Wade was napping in the bouncy seat in the shade.

This summer he’s playing in the sandbox.

What a difference a year makes!

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Festival Dé Stouts

May 4, 2010 · 7 comments

Tomorrow we officially begin celebrating our unofficial family holiday Festival Dé Stouts.

What is that you ask?

Well, my birthday is tomorrow, Wade’s birthday falls on the 10th and we wrap things up with Dave’s birthday on the 14th. Mother’s Day also happens to fall in there. So it’s 10 days of partying in May.

You just really can’t do that much celebrating without giving it a name.

Hey, if George Costanza can have Festivus, we can have Festival Dé Stouts.

Oh, when you say it you have to pronounce it fest-E-văl and with a French accent.

Not that we’re French or anything.

It’s just funny.

Well, I think it’s funny.

And it’s my made up holiday. So I can say it however I want.

Now I’m gonna go enjoy being 34 for 75 more minutes, and watch something on cable.

Because tomorrow I join a completely new demographic.

I move from the 18-34 year olds group to the 35-50 year olds category.

I think I can only watch network TV after that.

How long until I start getting AARP membership ads in the mail?

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He Is Risen

April 4, 2010 · 4 comments

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Happy Easter!

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Sick Day

February 25, 2010 · 10 comments

Either everyone in our house has some kind of nasty virus, or we’re slowly being poisoned. I sincerely hope it’s the first, because if not this is a miserable way to die.

We’ve all had cold and flu like symptoms to one degree or another for over a week. The boys seem to mostly be over it, but Dave and I still feel like we were run over by a truck.  A really, really big truck.

I’m pretty sure this illness came home with us from the doctor’s office last week when I took Wade for a check-up.

You should never go to the doctor when you’re healthy. There’s way too many sick people there.

I thought the swine flu was bad when we all had in the fall. But it was over in three or four days. Whatever this is, it just hangs on.

It’s a weird virus, because some of us have had stuffy runny noses, some stomach trouble. Some both.

All I have is the headache, achy, exhausted part. I took a three hour nap this afternoon. I could have slept longer, but got up because I didn’t think Dave would appreciate me sleeping for 15 hours straight.

If I haven’t chased you away yet with all this talk about sickness, here’s some funny pictures of the boys since I don’t have the energy to write a real post.

David feel asleep wearing his birthday roller skates. He still hasn’t been able to try them outside yet. Hoping the snow melts soon.

Someone gave David an old pair of kid’s cross country skies. I’m not sure a Snuggie is the appropriate attire for skiing though.

Wade is the messiest baby ever. Even with a bib on he gets his food all over his clothes. You can’t see them in the photo, but he even had it on his socks. He is pretty cute though.

Besides being messy, Wade has very unruly hair. It sticks straight up most of the time, so one day I decided to take advantage of that, and combed into a mohawk. It stayed that way until his next bath. No gel required.

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