Friday, April 8, 2011

Tales from the Throne

We're doing the potty training thing over here. You'd think after having successfully trained 2 little boys before, it'd be a breeze this time around. Fat chance.

But he is pretty cute, isn't he? Too bad being cute doesn't keep his pants dry.

P.S. Happy Birthday, Pop! I hope your day is the best, without any pranks....because we all know how cruel those can be, any day of the year. I love you!

Sunday, April 3, 2011

The Worst Day of the Year

April 1st.



As the queen of gullibility, I fall for every prank on that dreaded day. Even the few times I actually remember the date, a little bit of doubt still lingers when I read all the pregnancy announcements on Facebook. I mean, maybe, just maybe, someone could really be pregnant, right?

The truth is, I've spent many a session at my shrink's office trying to come to terms with a cruel April fool's joke from my childhood. The memory alone sends shivers down my spine.

It was the morning of 5th grade science camp and my little 11-year-old self could hardly handle the anticipation. And of course, in all my excitement that morning, I somehow forgot it was April 1st.

But guess who didn't? That's right-- the two people a child should be able to trust more than anyone else in the world: my parents.

You should have seen their evil, menacing faces as they cruelly informed me that science camp had been canceled due to bad weather. However, it would be too painful to have seen my sweet, innocent face melt into utter destitution.

I cried. And yet they still kept a straight face. Who does that???

I'll tell you who-- those same two people, who 9 years later, have somehow kept those hearts of stone beating (if they have hearts at all).

This time, it was an email from South Africa saying they had been asked to extend their mission again-- 6 more months!

I was so mad! I yelled at my kids. I might have even cried a little. Sent a few angry texts. One was to Jonathan who responded back, "April Fools?"

AHH!!! How could I have fallen for that AGAIN???

Hate that day. Hate that day.

You wanna know who my first phone call was the next morning? My shrink's number is on speed dial.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Time Travel

So it's supposed to get to 98 degrees or something this week, and I'm not talking about a Nick Lachey reunion or anything. So in anticipation of Hades-like heat, I thought I'd treat you all to a trip down memory lane...when temperatures were a bit cooler.

December (yes, I realize that was almost 4 months ago) was an eventful month for us.

My parents' arrival from South Africa after 18 long months away

School concerts with serious and not so serious faces

And of course, the big day

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end: Christmas is over, my parents have gone back to South Africa, and boy bands will probably never make a comeback.

Monday, March 7, 2011


Here's proof that we're still alive.

The smallest, most law abiding of us, at least.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

November's Jam-Packed Fun

Apparently November was a little scarce in the picture taking department. Thanksgiving came and went with no pictures as proof. I promise I am full of thanks... guess you'll just have to take my word for it.

November did, however, mark the beginning of cooler temperatures and the breaking out of the winter clothes, including my favorite footsie pajamas.

It also marked our first family hike. Which, I might add, was fairly successful. No one fell off any cliffs and there was only one cactus-in-the-foot episode. Score!

And last but not least, November was full of plenty of bedhead mornings and eye rollings.

I'm sure you'll agree, it's gonna be hard to top this year's November.

Monday, January 3, 2011

A Little October for Your January

So my pictures finally uploaded (!) and as I was looking through them I realized a few events within the last 4 months failed to make their World Wide Web debut.

***For instance, the celebration of the birth of my oldest son. Horrible, horrible mother! Now you all know, so when the ballots for Mother of the Year come around, remember who not to vote for.

Unless you need more reasons to not vote for me, please pay no attention to the Christmas wrapping paper, the store-bought brownie attempting to pass off as a birthday cake, or the votive candle attempting to mask the fact that I realized we didn't have any birthday candles right before a rousing rendition of "Happy Birthday to You" was about to begin.

***The ever-important pumpkin carving night.

Not sure if you noticed, but I'm more of the historian of this event than an actual participant. Pumpkin guts, ew.

***The annual trek to Schnepf Farms where we come away a lot poorer than we were before heading out on said trek.

FYI, if you wait to take the family picture until the very end of a very long day, your 5-year-old may or may not be as happy as ours.

Alright, I think that pretty much gets us caught up through October. November and December, I'm afraid, will have to wait another day.

P.S. Happy New Year!