Friday, December 31, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
We already made some nice memories with Diana. For example, we went out to eat breakfast with Sam, Joseph, Diana, and myself. I was driving the rental car. I pulled into the parking lot, and discovered that valet parking was required for this restaurant. I was thrown off by this so much that when we pulled up to the line of 5 other cars that were waiting to be parked, I somehow got out of the car while it was still in Drive! Diana was still sitting in the back seat, and she was like, "Ummm... the car is moving!!!" I quickly jumped back in and threw it into park before it could collide with the car sitting in front of it. We all had a good laugh about it later, once we could all breathe right again.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Grandma, cousin Tami, and aunt Carin were up early today to start prep for Thanksgiving dinner. We're going to have quite a feast! Here is a video of them making stuffing: I'm having trouble getting the video to upload.
The video was taken at the end of a fun cooking session where Grandma was instructing Tami to just put in a few shakes of this and a pinch of that. Then Carin would say, "No, we need to measure it!" and look over at me like "These people are nuts! You can't cook by just throwing spices into a bowl!" Then Tami would be like "I don't know what to do here... I'm just trying to get it made!"
I was spending a lot of time laughing, but as soon as I thought to pull out my phone to take a video, everything was calmed down. This should be a great meal!
This pic is me and Sam. Only she didn't know I was taking it. Was kind of fun to sneak a shot in!
Sent from my iPhone
Sent from my iPhone
I ended up sitting between a bald guy who slept the whole time, and a dude watching an Adam Sandler movie on his laptop. Long flight. I also got pretty sick during the landing.
Luckily I had a really good new audio book on my iPhone, and was able to listen to that for much of the flight.
Today I fly to California to meet the family. I have a layover in Denver, then fly on to L.A. I had my buddy Rob pick me up at the house, then we headed out for lunch at our favorite Chinese restaurant. I was just finishing eating, then planning to head straight for the airport, when Sam started texting me with last minute requests for things to bring from home! No, I wasn't planning to go back, but apparently she'd told Sariah I'd bring her favorite bear with me, then never asked me to bring it. :)
It turned out I didn't end up having to go back, but it added some stress to my trip thinking that Sariah might be at the end expecting me to be holding her bear in my hands for her.
I'm on the plane now, waiting to head to Denver. The captain has been standing up front playing the harmonica over the speakers for us. He's very good! I'm sitting in the back between a couple of people (yes, I'm in the middle... That always seems to happen to me. No window, and no isle).
The flight attendant is smoking a cigarette while giving the safety spiel. That's a first! Now she's going into coughing fits, still giving the safety speech. I'm laughing hysterically, while the girl next to me (named Donna) looks on in horror. I wish I'd gotten the whole thing on video! Man was it good Pre-flight entertainment!
I ended up spending most of the flight chatting about random things with Donna, then showing off pictures of our families that we had on our phones. That was also a lot of fun. Traveling makes me remember that there are a lot of very interesting people in this world. It saddens me that there just isn't enough time to meet them all, let alone have a decent conversation with all of them! It's also kind of nice talking to someone that you know you're never going to see again. Some people, no doubt, think it a waste of time to do so. I feel otherwise.
Here's me and donna, just hangin' out.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Because Rob thinks it's the best thing on Earth. :) It might cure things that ail you, but someday I really do think they're going to find out that soft drinks cause cancer.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Sam: "And I went upstairs for like 2 minutes and then she yelled up, "Mommy, I went potty!" And then I came down and she'd peed on the pillow on the couch."
Me: "What pillow?!"
Sam: "The one you're laying on... but I wiped it off!"
(artistic license used in spots, but that's about how it went)
Sariah can be a terror sometimes. She can't seem to control he excitement when we're going to go over to one of her friend's houses, and she can't control her sadness when it's nap time... or when she woke up too early from a nap (she can be a terror... crying randomly at anything... and requesting stuff that is out of our power to give her... like a real horse, and then freaking out when we can't deliver). I'd like to blame it on hormones... but she's only 2.
Both kids seem to play well with each other at this point... though Ben thinks that the way you say hi to someone is to attack them and bite them. Best case scenario is that you get covered in drool, but no teeth marks are left on the skin. Then he just sits there and smiles up at you... with 6 sharp teeth.
Last night I took the kids for a jog around 8pm... why so late, you ask? Because I'd offered that we go out walking at around 6:30pm, and Sariah didn't want to go... but then when it was bedtime, she soddenly HAD to go out for a walk! Anyway, they were in the jogging stroller covered in a blanket (it was 52 degrees out), and I was in shorts and a t-shirt running them around the neighborhood in spurts as fast as I could run (that's how I do it. I'm sure Sam runs them at a nice even pace for miles, while I tend to just run as fast as I can go until I can't run anymore, and then I walk to catch my breath... while Sariah yells, "Go fast again daddy!" Rinse and repeat).
Anyway, we were out on this "jog" and these neighbors of ours have a big blow up horse that has a grim reaper riding on top that makes scary noises... it's all Sariah could talk about for the rest of the night. "I don't like the big horse Daddy... it's scary!" So cute... but we didn't go by that house again.
Some friends of ours took their small children (one is just older than Sariah, and one is between her and Ben's age) to a Halloween store, and I guess the dad saw this display and pushed the button, and this life sized fake baby pops out (covered in blood) and eats this human hand with the sound of screams coming from speakers. This freaked their older kid out pretty bad (he's 3) and for the next several days he kept talking about the "bad baby" that was really dirty and needed to be cleaned up.
I guess a blow up grim reaper on a horse isn't so bad compared to that.