Photo note: I used my "big" lens on these and am just not sure about it. The pictures don't seem very clear on here and I don't know if it is the lens or a blog thing. He was running around like a whirling dervish when I took them, so maybe that is the issue. They seemed to be clearer in the editing program. Ugh...maybe I am losing pixels...I need to ask Santa for a new lens.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Under my umbrella, ella, ella...
Photo note: I used my "big" lens on these and am just not sure about it. The pictures don't seem very clear on here and I don't know if it is the lens or a blog thing. He was running around like a whirling dervish when I took them, so maybe that is the issue. They seemed to be clearer in the editing program. Ugh...maybe I am losing pixels...I need to ask Santa for a new lens.
Randomness
Spencer: Evan, do you know what settle down means?
Evan: What?
Spencer: It means that you don't do any of the things you would do if you were a monkey.
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The kids after eating "Spartan" cupcakes to celebrate the BIG victory!
That was the most intense green frosting I think I have ever seen. It was more like greasepaint than frosting. Hailey's poop was even green the next day!
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This morning while Hailey was helping me bag the cans to take to the store.
Her picking up a Diet Coke can and putting it in the bag: "Mama"
Her picking up a beer can and putting it in the bag: "Dada"
Another Diet Coke can: "Mama"
Another beer can: "Dada"
It could have been a coincidence, but I don't think so. The girl is a genius - and apparently very observant.
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Evan looking for a snack in the snack box.
Evan: I think I want Diego fruit snacks. No, I want a cereal bar. Oh - now I see what I want....Cookies Ahoy! (actually Chips Ahoy!)
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Spencer out of the blue on a Saturday morning.
Spencer: Mom? Who do you think our next President of the United States will be?
Mom: I am not sure honey. I think it is going to be a really close race.
Spencer: I think it is going to be that Rock Obama.
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Evan after finding out that school was cancelled.
We were upstairs brushing his teeth when we got the call that school was cancelled because they had no power or heat in the building. Most kids would be jumping for joy, but Evan ran into Spencer's room on the verge of tears and hid in the corner with a bongo drum. The promise of a donut from the grocery store helped him to slowly ease out of his funk. The kid LOVES school!
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Evan after soccer practice on Thursday night.
Evan: There is Emily riding on her Daddy's shoulders. Her Dad is kinda like Uncle Mark.
Mom: Why is he like Uncle Mark? (though I knew what was coming...)
Evan: Because they are both balded. But that is OK because that is how God made them.Sorry Uncle Mark!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Kickin' it Evan style!
Evan really enjoyed playing soccer. He isn't super fast or aggressive but he did manage to get his foot on the ball quite often and even scored a goal once. He is the youngest (or close to it) on his team so with that considered he did very well. He says he wants to play again in the Spring so I would say his first experience in the soccer realm was a positive one.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Thirty six +
In the pictures you will notice that she is also wearing a cute little knitted scarf. The scarf was just given to her by Grama Lyn. Grama made it for her boys to use when they were little - so the scarf is getting up there in age and longevity as well. I love it - it is the perfect size for a little girl.
The photos of her vintage ensemble did not turn out so great. Evan was my assistant and she was much more interested in him then me. She did not want to look at the camera and when she finally did - I ran out of memory card. Time to clean out the camera!
Speaking of clothes and cleaning...I finally organized Evan's closet this morning. For some reason, packing up and putting away my kid's clothes is so hard for me. I just packed it all up. Even the worn out and not so cute stuff. As far as permanently getting rid of it via garage sale or consignment shop, I am resorting to the Scarlett O'hara mentality "I'll just think about that tomorrow!" Baby steps. The pile of too small stuff in his room was enormous. Evan asked what we where going to do with it and I told him that we were putting it away because it didn't fit him anymore. He was very bummed out about me taking his clothes. He asked me if Hailey was going to get them. I told him that Hailey would probably get some of them, but she is a girl and his clothes were boy clothes. The boy/girl part must not have registered much with him because later when he was helping me put them into the tub he was telling me about each item. Hailey gets this cute dog sweatshirt. Hailey will love these softpants. Here are some jeans for Hailey. Hailey might be scared of this T-rex shirt. It was very cute and I loved to hear him telling me about his outgrown clothes. When we had the tub filled (to the brim - I don't think another thing could fit in it) he looked at it and told me "Wow! Hailey is sure getting a lot of new clothes!" He is such a sweet little guy.
Finally....here is a photo of Hailey's mommy in the "dress". The info on the back of the photo says that I was seventeen months old. Look at the difference in HAIR! I had probably even had a cut by then.
Our fifteen minutes (or seconds) of fame?
Friday, October 17, 2008
And MORE beach pictures...
Evan with his hands full of his beach "loot"!
I found this sweatshirt in Evan's closet (that is still not sorted). It is a 5T and I thought it would be big for him but it fits him perfectly and is so darn cute! So yeah - the clothes in his closet range from 2T to 5T! Maybe I should get off the blog and get to work!
The evil grin! She is up to something!
Hailey SO done with the beach and the camera! I know the "weed" is back but this picture made me laugh because she seems like she is saying "What do you want from me?"
OK...Are you ready for this?
"I'm always ready. I won't let you out of my sight!"
All he is missing is the red bathsuit and life ring!
Lullaby
"The lullaby is the spell whereby the mother attempts to transform herself back from an ogre to a saint."
James Fenton
I know my last post was a bit on the negative side. Things are better now. It seems there is nothing that can't be remedied by some fresh air, exercise endorphins and the sound of Josh Groban singing Paul Simon's "America". That day was a "bad Mom day" and we all know we have them - if we didn't we wouldn't be human. I want this blog to be something that my family can look back on and see our "real" life, not a sugar coated version of it. Some days are tough - you just gotta get past them.
After re-reading the last post in my more positive state I remembered the above quote that I had ripped out of a magazine years ago. I found these pictures of the kids sleeping that were taken over the summer and decided to post them along with it.
The last thing I do before I go to bed is tuck the kids in. I can't go to sleep without arranging their covers and giving them one last kiss. When I stare into their sleeping faces, I can see my babies. During the day they are growing and changing before my eyes, but at night while they sleep - their faces are still their baby faces. Does that make sense to anyone but me? I don't know, but I do know that I could look at those sweet sleeping kids forever.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
By a thread...
I am on edge. I am quick to yell. I am easily irritated by the noise and the too loud voices. I hate to be this way with them because I know that they sense it and it just makes everything worse. I try to keep it pushed down but inevitably it will come out - magnified by the fact it was squashed down too long.
I am exhausted. I am tired of feeling like everything around here is one step forward and three steps back. I feel like I can't get a handle on anything. Cleaning, laundry, Evan's closet still has clothes for a two year old in it, switch the coats around, financial stuff to update on the computer, pictures to order, pictures to scrapbook - the "to do" list is never ending.
A lot of it is Hailey. She is approaching the terrible two's ready for action. She is always in to everything. She is constantly ON me. If I am not carrying her around, she is right under my feet. I can't count the number of times that I have almost fallen and landed on her because she is RIGHT THERE! What makes it even more frustrating is that she cannot communicate to me what she wants or what her problem at that moment is. She just whines and cries and then whines and cries harder when her needs are not met. She is extremely defiant lately and I know that she is most likely acting that way just to get my attention. Attention that she already has ninety eight percent of the day. I am on my last nerve with her - I just know she is going to get hurt with her jumping and climbing monkey act - I just don't know how to stop her. I don't remember the boys going through this "phase" or perhaps they did only I didn't let it bother me as much because there were not so many of them to deal with. I feel outnumbered and spread very thin.
Last night I told Trent that I was so tired but I didn't want to go to bed because then I would wake up and it would be morning and I would have to do it all over again. It was so nice to just sit with a grown up and watch TV and talk without having to be everything to everyone else.
Lord, beer me strength! (At least I still have my warped sense of humor!)
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
As good as it gets...
Photographing the three of them together is never an easy task. They never seem to look at the camera at the same time. One is for sure not smiling. Another might be on the verge of scowling or tears due to the fact that they don't want to be in the picture. To even attempt to photograph the three, I need help from a second party - i.e. Trent. He is always happy (maybe a better word would be willing) to help but sometimes does not share my vision. He is more along the lines of "OK - you took one, good enough!" Where as I am more of the "Let's switch angles and backgrounds. Let's try one with flash! OK - no flash! We are going to keep on shooting until they are all crying or I run out of memory card!" Even after all of that, it is a rarity to actually get a shot that I am happy with - let alone one suitable for framing or enlarging.
Here are some of my favorites from the latest shoot.
This last one, the one I am sending to Grandma for her secret project, was the first picture I shot. Maybe Trent is on to something...
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Twenty one months
Photo note: The elephant in the pictures with her is one of her favorite toys. It's name is Frankie and it used to dance and sing sort of a "Frankie rap type song". She got it for Christmas last year and it worked fine and then when we changed the batteries, it shorted out or something. Now when we turn it on it moves for a second then won't do anything else. She doesn't understand why it doesn't do the dancing and singing anymore so it kind of bums her out that I won't make it work for her. I tried to contact the company to try to get a new one but I can't get through on the email. She still loves Frankie even though she is defective.