Thursday, August 27, 2009

if, by chance, you are trying to get ahold of me...

you may be experiencing some trouble.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

It was the old classic

Then we drove away and at the stoplight I heard....clink, kuplunk, clink.  Next thing I knew, a small silver flash was being tossed wildly across the asphalt from under a speeding Camry.

Oh well.  I needed a new phone.
(but I better keep it under 20 bucks.)

Thursday, August 20, 2009

swim. bike. run.

....and then puke your brains out.

oh wait.  that would be the result if I did this race. (500 m ocean swim, 30k bike, 5k run)

but not if you are the man with extreme athletic endurance, enormous biceps, rock solid abs, an iron will, and incredible handsomeness!

this is a blog right?  I can brag.

This is not his race time, but if you look at the kids, you can see that at the end of 2+ hours, they were spent!

Great job, babe.  We are so happy that someone is representing fitness in our family. back to Oprah and my bowl of Fritos.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

ants in their pants.

because I know these two ladies are DYING for a sneak peek...

Sunday, August 16, 2009

home sweet home

We're back from our wonderful trip to Sacramento.

Real life will resume tomorrow. 

regular naps.
no grandparents to entertain.
no fun cousins.

You know....just the usual.

But I do want to share pictures from one session in Sacramento. More to come soon.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

hippity, hoppity.

A great way to spend an evening before bedtime....

The chase

The Catch

The Gross-out

If the pictures get cut off on your screen, you can click on them to see the full frame.

my brain is running on 30% power  

some of the

MOST OF THE TIME, I can be kinda flakey.  dingy.  airheady.

I can add this morning to my tally list.

We hung a big birthday BANNER for Troy's birthday.  Jack greeted him at the bottom of the stairs with a present and a boistrous "Happy Birthday, DAD!"

Problem is....

we're a day early.

Well dad....I guess you are lucky enough to get that same routine TWO days in a row.
Happy Birthday to the best dad and husband!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

inquiring minds want to know...

This morning at the gym, Jack was happily greeted by his girlfriend Sierra.

She made him lunch one time.  Plastic lettuce.
She fixed herself an imaginary plastic burger complete with floppy bacon strips.
He set their love straight at that moment.
Burgers for ME.  Lettuce for you.
Got it, woman?

Today was interesting.
They met eyes, then exchanged a few awkward but giddy body movements.
Then Jack signaled me to hunch down for a secretive inquiry.

"Mommy.  Does she have a wittle penis?"
(should I be nervous about putting the "P" word in large print?)

NO, son.  She is a girl.  Girls don't have that part.

But you know, you can never be too safe.
It's always good to ask.

and then they played.

(an old picture taken after a potty stop on a road trip home from Tahoe.)

Sunday, August 2, 2009


I was acting so tough.  

Especially around Troy.

He tends to be the "softie" when it comes to kids, and I tend to be the "hardnose" let's-get-down-to-business mom.

But really, it's just an act.
Deep down, I am just a big marshmallowy softie too.

It became evident tonight as we bravely walked out to the tree to hang the bag of binkies (or just binky because we couldn't seem to find the other 13 that are usually laying around) and jack reached in the bag before hanging it up and whispered sweetly, "just one more suck".

I lost it.  so did troy. 
I am losing it right now.
It was really so sad.
And I can't stop crying.

Tomorrow will be better, right?