Friday, May 30, 2008
Sam: "Hey, do you have one of these?" (holding up a hammer)
Frank: "Yep." (trying not to crack up)
Sam: "Where is it?"
Frank: "In my truck."
Then either Sam or James would repeat the same series of questions holding up each of their tools one at a time. I was in the other room laughing my head off! Samuel had the best comment of all, "Hey, did you know my dad fixes things too?"
While Frank was out at his truck getting something the boys shared their enthusiasm with me. "Mom, I love him! I want to be just like him."
Thursday, May 29, 2008
While I was living there, John came out to visit me for a week. I had a great time leading him around Moscow, although I had a tendency to forget that he couldn't read Cyrillic so I didn't always explain to him where I was taking him. I think it drove him a little nuts. Anyway, the police in Russia are very different from those in America. You DO NOT want to make eye contact with them and whatever you do, you do not want to draw their attention to yourself. Russia may be a free county and all but civil liberties hadn't quite caught on, not to mention the fact that while I was there Chechnian terrorists were bombing apartment buildings in Moscow.
Anyway, one day while John and I were walking through a metro station, a couple of men came up and tried to show us something as they tried to pull us away from the crowd. I was used to peddlers doing this sort of thing so I pushed them away and grabbed John and kept walking. The guys tried again, this time angrily announcing themselves as police and accusing John of being Chechnian. My limited Russian comprehension picked up on the key terms just as they pushed us into a corner. I stuttered through my Russian whipping out my student id and visa and explained that I was an American student and that John was also American and was only visiting. They heard my accent, checked my papers and let us go. As we took the escalator down to the train platform my knees were shaking so bad I was holding on to John so I wouldn't fall down. John, happily oblivious in his incomprehension, had no clue what had just happened.
Other than a few Russian idiosyncrasies to mar the experience, I loved it there and miss some of the old buildings so much. St Basil's Cathedral was one of my favorites!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Ok, not quite a birthday picture. This was the day he came home from the hospital.
This is James' blessing day.
James' 1st birthday and first chocolate cake. Yum!
James with his friend Jamison on his 1st birthday.
James on his 2nd birthday. We had a Wonder Pets party!
James celebrating his 3rd birthday at Chuck E Cheese's. We took him there last year for his birthday, too. Apparently this is now a tradition.
The boys traded in their tickets for some disguises. So fun!
My little James has such a sense of humor and loves his big brother so much. We are so glad to have him in our lives and wouldn't trade him for anything... even though I may be tempted sometimes. Here are just a few more pics of James at his finest.
Friday, May 23, 2008
The colors were so brilliant you could see each one perfectly clear. My boys and their friends did a little rainbow dance on the front porch, they were so excited! We stayed outside until it disappeared completely.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
This is the Dining Room.
This is the kitchen. Isn't it gorgeous?
The family room. Ugh, peach walls. I really want to repaint this.
The downstairs powder room. Look how beautiful the vanity is. I love the details on the tile floor, too.
The master bedroom.
This is one of our small walk in closets in the master bedroom, we have two! I am so excited to have a closet that is more than the depth of a hanger!
The finished attic. This will be either Sam and James' bedroom or playroom. We haven't decided yet.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
1. reading - and having a husband who understands how much I love to read even when I sometimes ignore him and the kids.
2. summer mornings - There is nothing like waking up to a beautiful, sunny summer day with the light streaming in through the windows.
3. softball games - John has played softball for the last 10 years (okay, so that is as long as I have known him). I love sitting outside in the early evening and chatting with the wives and kids of the other players.
4. music - I always have a song in my head, like there is a soundtrack constantly running through my life, even though you can't hear it. Music is my emotional outlet.
5. hugging my kids. I don't think this one needs an explaination.
6. dairy queen peanut butter cup blizzard with chocolate ice cream!!!!!
7. surprise letters and packages from my family - I am always homesick for them.
8. fresh raspberries and strawberries - they remind me of my Grammy.
9. new clothes - they make me feel beautiful and confident.
10. our new house - OK, maybe that isn't a simple pleasure, but it is definitely a big one in my life right now!!!
So, there is my list. What is yours?
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
John and I have been watching "Lost" since day one of season one. We have survived all of the really boring episodes as well as the many nail biters. As far as this season goes, I have to admit that I am ... well, lost. Between the survivors and the others, the "good guys" on the ship and the "bad guys" on the ship, the reappearances of people who are supposed to be dead (Jack's dad and Charlie), and Harley in a mental institution (is he crazy or the only one sane?), I am completely confused! If anyone has any theories or deep understanding of what in the world is going on in this show, I would love to hear it.