Over the Moon!

While in Phoenix, Katie's friend Lisa (Over The Moon photography) took some pics of our kids. I am in love with these!
Look at this monkeys- they had a blast together:

A girl & her rat:

love those eyes

and that smile

My little man!


Locked Up Abroad

I think that is the title of the show Luke's forever watching- where (for the most part) idiot crack heads get caught smuggling crack in their...cracks... and then get imprisoned in pretty sketch jails for years on end. The show always paints them as innocent victims (almost heroes) but I like to remind myself: if you don't put drugs in your private parts & try to skip town you significiantly reduce your risk of being "locked up abroad."

Anyhow, while in Phoenix, Savannah kept closing her & Jo in rooms. Jo has an irrational fear of closed doors (because she can't open them, mostly) and so Jo would scream and Savannah would try to talk her down, and one of us would open the door eventually. We got really concerned one morning though when we heard BOTH Jo & Savannah crying.

When we finally turned off the soap opera we were watching and put down our bon bons and wine spritzers (a typical agenda for stay at home moms, obviously) to attend to the children, we found that they were locked in the play room.

Katie, Daniel, me & Finley set about trying to free the girls. They were HYPED up. Katie offered them her hands under the door, and she said they were both SQUEEZING her hands. Now remember, they were locked in a play room. Not a dungeon, not a lion's den, etc. They were surrounded by toys. So it was sort of comical.

Girls get stuck: (worth watching for about 5 seconds only)

Finally (and I mean after about 5 minutes) I got the other door open. Watch their tearful evacuation. Jo, despite being very distraught, was not leaving without her lego wagon.


My sunshine

i think this video is side ways, but worth listening to. It is my sweet girl singing "You Are My Sunshine."


Over the Moon!

While in Phoenix we had some pics taken of the kids together. My goodness- I love these!!!


Big time

Jo went pee in the potty today and she is sleeping in a big girl bed. Mostly I am just testing to see if I can post to my blog from my new iPad... And it looks like i can! Woohoo!!!


Second children

First children grow out of the swing before you need to replace the batteries.
Second children (I won't name names) get a second battery change before 3 months of age.

First children get pacifiers boiled in hot water before use.
Second children get pacifiers sucked clean by mom after hitting the floor.

First children get shopping cart seat covers to avoid germs.
Second children get a strengthened immune system.

First children get changed 3 times per night for maximum dryness.
Second children only get changed if they leak.

First children sleep in mom's room until about 7 months of age.
Second children get the boot at 2.5 months.

First children get bathed each night, as part of a peaceful bed time routine.
Second children get bathed when they start to smell.

First children are loved to pieces by their momma.
Second children are loved to pieces by their momma.



he's smiling!

From 2011-09-23

Trouble in a box

Kimberly & her prince, Oliver. Oliver is a stand up man, and I am super excited he's joining the family. I only wish they lived here permanently!

I love the look on Jo's face...

Great Wolf Lodge has nothing on Grandma's deck...


Luke & I have very little in common...

Yesterday I drove Luke's truck while he was out of town. I buy furniture while he is gone, and needed his cargo space. Anyhow, the point of the matter is this:

Out of 6 possible matches, we only have 2 radio station pre-sets in common.

His first three choices are weird radio stations I've NEVER listened to! I think one was like classic rock, and I'm not sure what the other two were.

Oddly enough, our first radio station in common (his #4 and my #6) was z100, 100.3. That's the one all the cool kids listened to in 4th grade, but that I could never get clearly on my radio-alarm clock since we lived too close to the station on Macadam. I'm still not quite cool enough to listen to it. The show is actually recorded in Phoenix, and my very favorite thing that happens on z100 is during the morning commute. They have this Mexican guy (I think- I'm horrible at placing accents) do the traffic. He does the local Portland traffic for us too. His accent is AWESOME, and at the end he says, "theeese is ___(i forgot his name), for dee johnjaaaay and reeeech."

The other station we have in common is 99.5 The Wolf (aka KWJJ for veteran listeners). This pleases me because I've listened to this station since 4th grade when I realized I had no chance of getting z100 in without static. At that time (and maybe now?) 99.5 and 98.7 were hotly competitive country stations. You had to choose your allegiance, and I chose 99.5. As an adult I cannot objectively give you even one small reason why 99.5 is superior to 98.7, except that in my mind, cool kids listen to 99.5 and slow, old people listen to 98.7. That is totally unfounded because they play EXACTLY the same music. In fact, I have both pre-set in my car, but 99.5 is first. Also, I cannot stand their morning show, Mike & Amy. Everything he says drives me nuts, and she is nice enough but her laugh makes me cringe. Anyhow, I'm glad Luke & I have common allegiance to the same country station.

The dark horse of Luke's radio station pre-sets is his #6: 88.something fm, which is instrumental music. I have a growing fondness for my instrumental-inspired station on pandora, where words are nay to be found. Listening to instrumental music (typically upbeat/scottish/violin/fiddle/guitar-y) officially means I am OLD OLD OLD. It is like graduating from picture books to books with only words. Dull and old. Fun fact- my super favorite instrumental song is called "The Gloaming" and it almost always stops Baylor from crying in the car. But ONLY that song.

In pre-marital counseling, the pastor told us we should develop some common interests. We tried golf. He liked it and I hated it. Thankfully the pastor agreed to marry us anyhow. We still have very little in common- in fact only 33% of our radio stations-- but the thing we DO have in common is that we like each other. And we have the same views on God, politics, and money. So I guess if you agree on the big stuff you can overlook 3 poor choices on someone's radio pre-set.


Luke & Jo/Luke & Baylor

Jo, 6 weeks old:

Baylor, 8 weeks old:






Prickly faced Daddy kisses:









It Ain't Easy Being Green

Jo is into painting, thanks to a brief introduction at Aunt Linda's house. Since every toddler deserves some finger paint, I dutifully bought the paint, put her in her high chair, and proceeded to get online in the dining room to catch up on some probably very important facebook updates. Here's how that worked out for me:

Conversations with "Terry"

Today's the first, which means one thing in this hood: grocery shopping w/Terry. Luke's out of town so Terry acted as my male chaperone while we stopped to pick up a craigslist find - Jo's first big girl bed. I'm not sure Terry is physically capable of kicking anyone's ass, but I know one thing: he'd go down swinging :)

Anyhow, here's some highlights from tonight's venture...

Terry on Cleanliness (since you don't know him, I'll tell you: that is ironic)
Terry: Yep- (this is how he begins most sentences) everyone keeps telling me, 'You know you're the only man livin alone that's got such a clean 'partment!' And I say, 'Yep. Well I like my 'partment real clean.' Ya know, when my wife was alive, she didn't do no cleanin. But I'm keepin it real clean. I got it all straightened out. And after I clean the rug I got that deal- ya know- where you spray it around the room (insert image of Terry squirting an imaginary spray bottle in my car) and makes it smell real nice.

Terry on Holiday Decor
Terry: This Christmas I'm gonna do things different.
Me: Oh yeah? (this is the only prompt he ever really needs. Scratch that- he doesn't really need prompts, but it feels weird to not interject every now and then)
Terry: Yep. Ya know those deals that go outside and light up? Look like trees?
Me: Yep.
Terry: Well I'm gonna get a big one and a small one. And put up some more lights. (Terry is the Griswold of Milwaukie, with the most haphazard mish mash of lights strung together you'll ever see. I can't complain...I gave him our old lights last year. He usually has them up about 2 weeks BEFORE halloween...)

Terry on Health
Terry: Yep- My doctor's real proud of me!
Me: Oh yeah?
Terry: Yep. I went in and saw him and he said my sugars are better (Terry's diabetic), my blood pressure is real low (hopefully not too low), and ya know that other deal, oh what's it called? Well the other thing is real good too. And I'm down 200 lbs(!!!). Yep, I lost some weight (patting his stomach). He says he wishes all them would do what he tells 'em like I do. Ya know, his patients. And I told him, 'Yep! I'm gonna stay on this earth a lot longer!'
Me: Yep- that's good. We want you on this earth longer.
Terry, laughing: Yep! EVERYONE wants me on this earth longer!