Tuesday, July 28, 2009
We were in Ocean City, New Jersey, which is completely designed for families. I have 92 photos, but I won't bore you with them all. These are my favorites:
#3 rode the merry-go-round for the first time. She is smiling here, but that's before she started moving. Then the smile went away and she was terrified!
Our annual picture in front of the lifeguard stand. The beach bum crew - from back left - my niece "J", Daredevil, Diva, and (in front) #3. Missing from the photo is my nephew "G", who 2 months older than #3's.
Ah, #3's first bike ride. She did not like this helmet and kept taking it off and throwing it in the street. You can see her dislike for it here.
We rode to the bike shop and exchanged her helmet. Here she is much happier, and no longer throws it into either the street or the path of another boardwalk biker.
The boardwalk bikers. OCNJ lets folks ride bikes on the boardwalk (about 20 blocks long) until 12 noon each day. I've done it since I was a little kid. Fun for the whole family.
With another baby in the house and only 1 high chair, #3 got to sit in a booster seat like a big girl. She enjoyed it very much.
#3 thought she would sample some sand. She discovered it's not so tasty. I thought she would learn, but she kept doing it again.
Daredevil on his skimboard. Waves were perfect for skimming. He is getting better at it all the time.
My beach babies . . .
Daredevil watching some surfers. He begged us for surfing lessons, but there just wasn't time. Maybe next trip. I want to take some more lessons. Surfing is very hard, but so fun.
My wannabe lifeguard.
A rainy day trip to Atlantic City. We went to Caesar's and then the boardwalk. Here is the gang with ol' Caesar. Training the kids early, we showed them how a slot machine worked (they watched from afar, we did not break any laws!) All hail Caesar!
Lunch at the Rainforest Cafe on the boardwalk at Trump Plaza. There was a 40 minute wait, so we sat at the bar. As I said, we are training them early.
This is at the Pier At Caesar's. It's a 3 story shopping mall out over the ocean. It was beautiful.
The mall is nice but very high end. I strode around the Louis Vuitton store like I was going to buy something, and Hunter tried on a $3,500 Tag Heuer watch at Tourneau and then pretended he just didn't like it. I'm sure we fooled no one.
To sum up the week, here's a flag someone would put up on the beach every day: It's All Good!
Monday, July 27, 2009
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama.
Usually, you can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week, but this week she is going through yet another medical crisis with her baby boy Stellan, so she has much more important things to attend to. Please join me in saying a prayer today for both MckMama and Stellan.
So, I'm back from a week at the Jersey shore with Hunter, the kids, and my family. Fun, sun, and absolute exhaustion. Will post pictures soon, but for now, a little Not Me Monday . . .
I did NOT put #3 down to sleep on the last night of vacation, walk in to check on her later, find her sleeping soundly with a full load of poop, and leave to meet some friends who were waiting for us at a bar. (I know, I know, but she wasn't poopy all night. I changed her when I got home 2 hours later. I was afraid to wake her up after she had JUST fallen asleep. My mom walked in while we were out and left the room as well!)
At the above mentioned outing with friends, I did NOT drink 4 beers and wind up a little more than tipsy. Even though we were leaving the shore the next day and I hadn't started packing yet. I SO can't hang anymore. Also, I did NOT blast the Beastie Boys from my ipod on the way home from the bar (Hunter drove, he can hold his liquor much better than I can!)
While bike riding at the shore, #3 kept taking off her helmet and throwing it in the street. I did NOT briefly consider not putting it back on her, as I grew tired of darting into the street to retrieve it. (Instead, I rode to bike shop to exchange it for one that fit better.)
I did NOT see the movie Bruno last week and almost FALL OUT OF MY CHAIR LAUGHING. I certainly do NOT think Sascha Baron Cohen is an absolute genius. The movie is just wrong on so many levels, but I loved it. I know the critics are saying otherwise, but I found it funnier than Borat (and believe me, I thought Borat was funny.)
When encountering Daredevil in the bathroom with a box of tampons in hand, looking perplexed, saying, "Mom, I'm just trying to figure out what these are for.", I did NOT tell him not to worry about it, they are for girls only, and I'll explain it to him when he is a little older.
I did NOT sit down to watch the movie Superbad last night and fall asleep at the opening scene.
Have a great week, and please keep MckMama and Stellan in your prayers.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
1. That popularity won't follow you for nearly as long as a good - or terrible - GPA.
2. That no one is looking at or or thinking about you as closely as you are looking at or thinking about yourself.
3. That down the road you'll be glad you have a grasp of basic math - so you won't feel like a complete dolt figuring a waiter's tip, what percentage of your paycheck you can part with or how to convert dollars to Deutsche marks.
4. That you'll never have a job just to cover gas money, concert tickets and clothes again.
5. That the less-popular kids might make better friends than the cool crowd. Popularity stops mattering the instant you graduate. (At least it should.)
6. That you won't miss out on anything if you skip a few parties or cut short a couple of phone calls in favor of studying. You can have good friends, a good time and good grades.
7. That when those people say "These are the best years of your life," they mean it, though not for reasons you might think. They're the best years because - regardless of how worldly and jaded you think you are - you're still open to life. Never again will someone's saying "hello" to you in a hallway make your spirit soar for a week.
8. That the nerdy guys of the senior class will be the most sought-after men at your high school reunions.
11. That if you have the opportunity to learn something or do something, you should grab it.
12. That you'll be forgiven for many things. Yet one stupid decision can alter your life.
13. That by and large, the things you regret most in life are the things you didn't do.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
So apparently, as the recipient of this award, the rules are that I should blog about a Keepsake Moment, and then tag other blogs who I think are keepsakes. I started to stress about remembering a moment, and just then, one happened.
With #3 down for a nap last Saturday afternoon, I sat down on the couch to relax for a few minutes. Daredevil was in the playroom. Diva was out of the house with Hunter. All of a sudden, Daredevil ran in the room, silently handed me a little envelope, and ran out of the room. I opened the envelope and it contained a little note in the shape of a star. It said this:
Bingo, keepsake moment! And then, the smile not yet off my face, he darted back in and handed me another little envelope and ran out of the room. It contained this:
This is Daredevil-speak for "You Rock". I called him back into the room, said I loved him and thought he rocked too. Then I hugged my mohawked little man.
Yes, that's right. My baby got a full MOHAWK last week.
Before he went to the barber shop with his Daddy, he looked like this:
I have to admit, I didn't like it at first. I thought he looked ridiculous. But now it has grown on me and I think it's cute.
Hunter said it was entirely Daredevil's idea and decision, and in letting him do it he figured it's summer, it's just hair, and it will grow out by the time school starts. All good arguments.
So Daredevil now thinks he's a badass. And he's a rock star at his summer camp, where all his peers now want mohawks too. I'm sure the parents are cursing us. Since he thinks he's so tough, here is his tough guy look:
It's grown in a little now, and despite me putting #70 sunscreen on his head, his scalp tanned a bit and now matches the rest of him. I think he likes it a little TOO much, he has mentioned keeping it for school. I told him ABSOLUTELY NOT.
But, I digress. Back to the Keepsake Award. I am now to bestow it on some of my favorite blogs. Check them out!
- Swiss Family Taylor - great stories and pictures about an American family's adventures living in Switzerland
- PTLaw-Mom - because she's feeling a little overwhelmed lately.
- Hip Moms Who Work - because I really like this blog. I work, but am neither hip nor cool, although I would like to be :)
- CrAzY Working Mom - because being overwhelmed and crazy is often fun.
- MckMama - because I love this blog too. I love looking at her amazing photography.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
#3 not only loves the pool, she loves her big sister . . .
Later, we went to the annual teeny tiny parade in our teeny tiny town. It was quite fun and the kids had a blast. Here is Diva (2nd from left) and Daredevil (3rd from left) with their friends:
Daredevil shows his patriotism in between darting into the parade route to pick up candy thrown from floats and vehicles:
Diva, #3 (her first parade!) and Hunter enjoying the festivities:
Our governor, Jack Markell
Good time was had by all - a very traditional 4th. The weekend went by WAY too fast (unlike the rest of the world, I worked on both Friday AND Monday, ugh) and before I knew it, I was back at work, dealing with all kinds of crazy stuff. La vida loca right now!
Friday, July 3, 2009
I really liked these words from former Secretary of State Colin Powell, as said to CNN's John King in an interview:
"July 4th still represents a remarkable date for us to stall or stop and reflect on what our founding fathers achieved on July 4 of 1776," says the former general, "And the noble sentiment they gave to the rest of the world that all men are created equal and that governments serve the people. And the people serve the nation."
"So, on July 4th, let's as we were told by our founding fathers, shoot rockets and celebrate and let the bombs go off and celebrate and praise our flag," he says. "But let's not forget that the freedom we enjoy, the freedom that we declared that we would have in 1776, still has to be won every single day and it's won by all of us, but especially by these young men and women in uniform."