Christmas 2008
The Kung Fu Carvers
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
HOORAY and BOOOOO
Booooooo=My next door neighbor's house finally sold. They are nice, quiet neighbors and I will be sad to see them go. Also "Boo" because I wanted their house so bad. The housing market is so terrible that after starting their house for $310k they finally sold it for $240k. I wanted it bad!! Their house is so beautiful and the upgrades they've made are spectacular.
Hooray=No more crazy grandson coming over to the neighborhood!!! YES!
Hooray=No more crazy grandson coming over to the neighborhood!!! YES!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Monday, July 07, 2008
So sad :(
This past Saturday we decided to head over to the pool in Sun Valley for some RnR. We decided to call up Kiernan's best friend to see if he wanted to go and swim then spend the night. Arrangements were made and we met him and his mom at the pool for the exchange. We had lots of fun (it's a cute little pool) and it was not as crowded as we thought it would be. A few hours later we piled into the car and headed home. As we drove the road between Sun Valley to Golden Valley we started talking with the boys about school starting (today the 7th) and as we drove past the North Valleys High School we talked about how they both would be going to that school.
I hear this quiet voice in the back seat,"I don't know if I'll be going to that school. We might be moving." I think there was a collective WHAT?! from Mike, Kiernan and myself. He followed up with that his parents are getting a divorce. "They've been fighting a lot lately." A few seconds went by and I said, "Honey, just because your parents are fighting doesn't mean they're getting divorced." I hear his quiet voice again, "My dad told me they were getting divorced. We're (meaning his mom and brother too) living with (I think he said his uncle) now because they're separated and dad is living at the house by himself."
My heart was aching and my eyes filled up with tears. I think I heard him say something about how he didn't know what school he was going to end up at. I wish I could have thought of something to say to him but how do you reassure an 8 year old that it's going to be ok? In hindsight I wish I had thought to say to him, "No matter what happens, it's not your fault" or something!
That night I talked to Kiernan for awhile about it because we were both pretty bummed out by it. Both Mike and I come from divorced families (heck, in my case a two divorce family) and it just really hit home. I remember when my mom was a single parent raising two kids and I know it was hard. A big difference with them is that his dad is super involved with the boys and will still be in his life as a presence. My dad just fell off the face of the planet.
I hear this quiet voice in the back seat,"I don't know if I'll be going to that school. We might be moving." I think there was a collective WHAT?! from Mike, Kiernan and myself. He followed up with that his parents are getting a divorce. "They've been fighting a lot lately." A few seconds went by and I said, "Honey, just because your parents are fighting doesn't mean they're getting divorced." I hear his quiet voice again, "My dad told me they were getting divorced. We're (meaning his mom and brother too) living with (I think he said his uncle) now because they're separated and dad is living at the house by himself."
My heart was aching and my eyes filled up with tears. I think I heard him say something about how he didn't know what school he was going to end up at. I wish I could have thought of something to say to him but how do you reassure an 8 year old that it's going to be ok? In hindsight I wish I had thought to say to him, "No matter what happens, it's not your fault" or something!
That night I talked to Kiernan for awhile about it because we were both pretty bummed out by it. Both Mike and I come from divorced families (heck, in my case a two divorce family) and it just really hit home. I remember when my mom was a single parent raising two kids and I know it was hard. A big difference with them is that his dad is super involved with the boys and will still be in his life as a presence. My dad just fell off the face of the planet.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Saturday, July 05, 2008
I'm awake!!!
The smokes from the Northern California fires just came in through our swamp cooler and set our fire alarms off. I about jumped out of my skin.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
I'm not sleeping in my room anymore!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Happy Birthday baby boy!
Today is Kiernan's 9th birthday! Nine years ago I was 2 weeks overdue and miserable. I had been laid off of work and my last day was to be when I had Kiernan. The co-worker I had been covering for had been on vacation and the joke was that I couldn't go into labor until she got back. Well, on June 30th she got back and I was having contractions at work. Talk about timing!
When I woke up on the morning of June 30, 1999 I knew it was the day. I wasn't having contractions yet but the strangest thing happened. I was drifting in and out of sleep and heard Mike get up to jump in the shower. I'm sure it was the door needing some WD-40 but as he shut the bathroom door I distinctly heard a child's voice say the word, "Momma." It startled me awake. I told Mike, "Today is the day!" and told him what I heard. He just looked at me like riiiiiight. All day I wrote down my contractions on sticky notes (stacking one on top of the next) until finally I called the doctor's office. Come on in!
It was a rough night but 23 hours after my water broke we had Kiernan! Mike and I both cried. And Kiernan peed on the mean nurse. I remember mom telling me she had to go into work to fill out a leave slip and her boss challenged her about putting in for family sick leave. "I have amniotic fluid on my sandal! I'm putting in for sick leave!"
We were driving to Kiernan's party on Sunday and I mentioned to Mike about how having a baby naturally is pretty exciting. He was like, are you nuts? I pointed out that with Alexia the doctor was more like, "What are you doing next Thursday at 8am?" With Kiernan there was the day of contraction counting, calling my mom to pick me up, my water breaking the instant I called Mike to tell him I was in labor, the hospital stay....and Mike interjected, "And me yelling at the doctor and nurses." Yeah, we could have done without that.
And nine years later we have a funny little boy who dances around singing, "babycakes, babycakes, babycakes", thinks everything should be spanked, "like a pepperoni", tells me every day, "I'm boooooooooooooored!", I hear "LEXY!! Mooooooom!!! Lexy is *insert annoying thing his sister does to him here*" a few times a week and everywhere we go he asks, "Will Logan (his cousin) be there?" He's everything I wanted in a baby boy. It's his last year in the single digits and only a few years away from his teens. I hope he stays as sweet as he is now.
When I woke up on the morning of June 30, 1999 I knew it was the day. I wasn't having contractions yet but the strangest thing happened. I was drifting in and out of sleep and heard Mike get up to jump in the shower. I'm sure it was the door needing some WD-40 but as he shut the bathroom door I distinctly heard a child's voice say the word, "Momma." It startled me awake. I told Mike, "Today is the day!" and told him what I heard. He just looked at me like riiiiiight. All day I wrote down my contractions on sticky notes (stacking one on top of the next) until finally I called the doctor's office. Come on in!
It was a rough night but 23 hours after my water broke we had Kiernan! Mike and I both cried. And Kiernan peed on the mean nurse. I remember mom telling me she had to go into work to fill out a leave slip and her boss challenged her about putting in for family sick leave. "I have amniotic fluid on my sandal! I'm putting in for sick leave!"
We were driving to Kiernan's party on Sunday and I mentioned to Mike about how having a baby naturally is pretty exciting. He was like, are you nuts? I pointed out that with Alexia the doctor was more like, "What are you doing next Thursday at 8am?" With Kiernan there was the day of contraction counting, calling my mom to pick me up, my water breaking the instant I called Mike to tell him I was in labor, the hospital stay....and Mike interjected, "And me yelling at the doctor and nurses." Yeah, we could have done without that.
And nine years later we have a funny little boy who dances around singing, "babycakes, babycakes, babycakes", thinks everything should be spanked, "like a pepperoni", tells me every day, "I'm boooooooooooooored!", I hear "LEXY!! Mooooooom!!! Lexy is *insert annoying thing his sister does to him here*" a few times a week and everywhere we go he asks, "Will Logan (his cousin) be there?" He's everything I wanted in a baby boy. It's his last year in the single digits and only a few years away from his teens. I hope he stays as sweet as he is now.
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