April 28, 2008

Busy Weekend!

Since moving into our new home, our weekends have been filled with various projects. But, what fun would it be to dive right into those projects without a little FUN first???

We started the weekend off by celebrating Friday Family night up town at CC's Ice Cream Parlor. Gauge loved his ice cream. He would cry if you didn't feed it to him fast enough! That's my little chubby monkey!
Now to our projects . . .
Grace loves to help me do the laundry. She likes to try and put things away on her own, so I came up with a creative solution to help her do that without feeling like I'm correcting her if she does it wrong. I found some clip art pictures on the Internet, and taped them to the front of her dresser drawers. Now she feels like such a big girl helping mommy put her laundry away.


I am so blessed to have a hubby who is handy with power tools! I found some beautiful cupboard pull knobs and handles online a couple weeks ago. Shawn installed them for me this Saturday. I think he did an AWESOME job!!
Our final project for the weekend was a shelf in my laundry room. Now I can see the top of my washer and dryer again!


We finished off our weekend by doing some retail therapy at the Lodi Outlet mall. I just love all the great deals you can get at Children's Place!! Although...I'm still mourning the fact that my baby girl will be wearing 4T in the fall!

April 24, 2008

Friday Flashback!

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May 1, 2005

Two years ago Shawn and I participated in our first Walk America (now called March For Babies) with our friends Cory & Kristan. Grace was 4 months old and Kayli and Logan were 3 months old. We participated to raise awareness because one of Kristan's daughter was born with Spina Bifida. I have walked two years in support of the March of Dimes. On Sunday, Kristan will be participating in her third March for Babies in Cincinnati. Check out her banner below if you would like to donate to a wonderful cause.

April 22, 2008

I am Blessed!

Working outside the home can be physically and emotionally tiring! I just wanted to share a few (there are many more) blessings with you that make it easier for me to be a working mom.
1. Knowing my children are getting care from good christian people.
2. My children are being taught at an early age to love the Lord.
3. Knowing my children are right here in the same building with me.
4. I can visit with them during my work day anytime I want.
5. Their caregivers bring them to visit me too! (as a matter of fact, they just brought my little boy down to see me).
6. I have great bosses that truly care about me and my family.
* Update 4/24/08 * One of the Pastors just brought me one of those singing cards from Hallmark (it plays the theme song from Snoopy) and donuts. He wasn't able to be here yesterday for Administrative Assistant's Day, so he brought it today. Once again, I am blessed to have such wonderful Christian bosses!!! :) <3
7. Having a loving, supportive family. i.e. my mother-in-law cooked supper and brought it out to us last Monday. My mom helped with my laundry this Saturday, and I also have the best husband I could ask for!

Here are a few pictures that the tech teacher here at the High School took of my little man. Very thoughtful of her!

April 19, 2008

Beautiful Day at the park

Thursday was such a beautiful day. We decided to take the kids and Nolah Bean to the park.

Gracie playing in the sandbox


Mommy, Gracie, and Gauge

Gauge loved the swing!


After a very long winter, Nolah was so happy to get out of the house and go on a walk with the family.
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April 17, 2008

Friday Flashback!

September 23, 2005
Biter Biscuit anyone?
I just love these pictures of Gracie. Eating a biter biscuit at 11 months? Yep, that's right! She didn't get her first tooth until she was 11-12 months old. They are also funny to me because now at almost 3 1/2 years old she can't stand to have anything on her hands or face. They grow up way to fast!!

April 15, 2008

Help Support Christian Education

Gilead Christian Preschool Trike-a-Thon

Friday, May 16th @ 9:30 am

This is the BIGGEST fundraiser of the year. The hard working parents and preschoolers are putting together the best race of the year! The kids ride their tricycles around the track all morning rasing money for our AWESOME Preschool. They will have a track, helmets, pit boxes, teams, fans, & prizes! This year we have about 70 kids racing. So if you're looking for some entertainment on a Friday morning, bring your lawn chair and come out and cheer on our kids. If you would like to make a monitary donation please mail them to us (use the contact us form on the right side of this page to get our mailing address).

April 11, 2008

Friday Flashback!

April 22, 2006
OH-IO!
This was Grace's first trip to The Ohio State University. What a beautiful sunny day to watch the Buckeyes play their Spring Game. After the game we took a stroll through the Oval for old time sake! I think that we have a future Buckeye!!

April 10, 2008

Book-It

Shawn had off work today, so Grace stayed home with him for a "Daddy/Gracie" day. They came to my work and picked me up for lunch. We headed out to Pizza Hut so we could redeem Grace's Book-It certificate. The theme this year is "Crazy for Maisy." Each night before bed we have been reading 2-3 books. We write the name of books on little cut outs of the "Maisy" characters and she takes them to school. Her reward for participating in the Book-It program is a personal pizza at Pizza Hut. Here are some pictures of our "Book It Celebration Lunch."

April 9, 2008

I GOT DUMPED! (CONTEST)

I am participating in the "I GOT DUMPED" contest over at 4tunate. The rules are as follows:
1. Dump Your Camera - whatever is on it RIGHT NOW, don't take any more pictures before uploading, that's cheating.
2. Email me your favorite picture from your upload (quatro_mama[at]yahoo[dot]com). It can be funny, completely random, silly, cute, etc. If you have a blog, you can post your favorite "dump" and refer to
this contest.
3. Leave me a comment
here to let me know that you're participating, so I can keep a look-out for your email.
4. Your deadline is 11:59pm FRIDAY, APRIL 11th.
6. I will pick out my favorite 10 and post them to
this blog.
7. YOU get to vote for your favorite. The winner will receive a mystery (yet to be determined) prize.

So..........here is my dump that I am sumbitting to her contest! You may recognize it from several posts back. He is just so stinking cute....I couldn't resist!


April 7, 2008

Date Night



Saturday was date night for me and Shawn. My husband's parents agreed to watch the kids for us, so at least we knew they were in good hands (We only called to check on them once...LOL). Our first stop was my Lasik evaluation appointment. I am bummed to say that I am not a candidate due to the fact that I have Lupus!! I am destined to wear contact and/or glasses for the rest of my life. BooHoo!

The rest of the evening consisted of shopping at Linens n things, TJ Max, Babies R us, and Target. We ended up eating at Sonic which if any of you are familiar with it; you eat in your car. Pathetic, I know. We decided that it was getting too late to go the movies, so we headed home to watch one of our rentals that we picked up the night before. Once we got the kids in bed we snuggled up on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and watched “I am Legend.”


Date Night has definitely changed from the days of no kids. :)

For all you parents out there who have these kind of “Date Nights,” check out the article below for a good laugh.

Diary of a Date Night
This article originally appeared in Bethesda Magazine Diary of a Date Night
By Sarah Pekkanen

6 p.m.: Date night officially starts in 45 minutes. Plop Trader Joe’s pizza in front of kids, plop kids in front of television, and sprint to shower. Husband is already in shower. Yell, “Are you almost done?” He yells back, “Just got in.”

6:08 p.m.: Husband still hogging shower. Turn on sink water to brush teeth, causing him to squeal as shower water turns scalding hot (love these old Chevy Chase homes!) Say innocently, "Oops." “You did that on purpose,” he accuses. Date Night not off to rip-roaring romantic start.

6:17 p.m.: Ask husband to get the kids some juice. “What kind?” he asks. Impatiently bark, “What do you think? That they’ve suddenly started swigging pomegranate juice or apricot nectar?” He responds huffily, “No need to be sarcastic,” as he gets the lemonade. Date night still sorely lacking romantic ambiance.

6:18 p.m.: Finally in shower. Only available shampoo features a Muppet on the bottle.

6:25 p.m.: Search for Date Night-worthy clothes (note to self: must go shopping. Also embark upon effective cardiovascular routine. And, possibly, eat less chocolate.). Cool wide-legged jeans are in embarrassingly-high pile of dirty laundry. Make swift executive decision: They’re not that dirty.

6:40 p.m.: Sitter is 10 minutes late. Loudly berate untrustworthy sitter to husband. Lament not using friendly neighborhood teenagers instead of irresponsible new sitter.

6:41 p.m.: Stop ranting when you hear the voice of the new sitter downstairs. Apparently children have let the sitter inside. Pray sitter has bad hearing; decide to slip her an extra $20 to be safe.

6:45 p.m.: Check clothing for stuck-on laffy-taffys (found strawberry-flavored one clinging to shoe last week), meekly hang head so as to avoid looking sitter in the eyes, head outside and climb into romantic Date Night vehicle (filthy minivan accented with mildewing sippy cups).

7 p.m.: Look for parking in Bethesda

7:15 p.m.: Still looking for parking in Bethesda.

7:30 p.m.: Wait at bar for table at Austin Grill. Eat entire basket full of chips and salsa. Feel nauseous when table is finally ready.

7:45 p.m.: Order swirlie. Put down menus and look at husband, who looks as tired as you feel. Remember Date Night rules include moratorium on discussing the children. Realize you have nothing else to talk about.

8 p.m.: Order another swirlie.

8:15 p.m.: Husband is looking better and better.

8:45 p.m.: Secretly want to go home and sleep off buzz from one-and-a-half swirlies, but it is Date Night, after all. Must make effort or relationship will grow stale. Glance around and pity the parents whose kids are tearing up Austin Grill; try not to dwell on the fact that next time you’ll be the poor sucker struggling to keep your kid from taking a ride on the swirlie machine.

9:05 p.m.: Debate going to movie, but it gets out too late and you’ll be exhausted when your children spring out of bed at 7 a.m. Feel old.

9:15 p.m.: Gossip about the teeny-boppers hanging out in packs outside the movie theater. The girls all have on eye make up and tight clothes; the boys look about 10. Feel older.

10:15 p.m.: Stop at bank to take out loan to pay sitter (ranting about how you used to get 75 cents an hour when you baby-sat, but making sure to confine your rant to the car so sitter cannot possibly overhear you).

10:35 p.m.: Laugh with husband about how different things used to be: Remember the time you went to Paris on a whim for a romantic weekend? Remember how you used to toss back two swirlies before the night even began?

10:45 p.m.: Discover two little boys asleep in the romantic marital bed. Their long eyelashes are resting on their cheeks; their little bodies are in matching Spider-Man pajamas.

10:46 p.m. Realize you wouldn’t have it any other way.

April 3, 2008

Friday Flashback!

Back Row (Trevor, My Hubby Shawn, Cory, Clayton)
Front Row (Andrea, Me, Kristan, Holly)

I have decided to designate Fridays as "Friday Flashbacks!" I have way too many pictures with wonderful memories attached to them that it would be a shame not to share them. The picture above was taken back in April, 2000 at Clayton's parents house. This was before any of us were married or had kids. Oh.....how the picture would look today. We have all since gotten married and between us have 7 kids and one on the way. As you can see, all of us girls have bunny ears above our heads...that has not changed. Ya gotta love our crazy husbands :)

April 2, 2008

For anywho who knows Gauge!!!!


So I was surfing the internet yesterday and came upon this wonderful post on http://bean-mama.blogspot.com/. I thought that anyone and everyone who has had any experience with my little boy or any spitter for that matter would get the biggest kick out of this.

1. The new friend spit up. "Oh she's precious! Can I hold her?" Sure, just be careful because - BLEP - oh, sorry about that. People usually say, "Oh, that's ok," but their horrified expression and frantic scrubbing betrays them.

2. The stealth bomber. How does she manage to project that stuff from her face and not get a drop on HERSELF? My fave was when she somehow managed to spit up DOWN my turtleneck sweater directly into my cleavage...yet there wasn't a trace on her or on the outside of my sweater. Good. At least I didn't have to change again.

3. The OMG this poison is burning my skin -up. This is my Hubby. I think he's finally given up, but for the first three months, as soon as she got him, he'd hand her to me so he could run and change his shirt. Again, and again, and again. Just rub it in, babe. It's hypoallergenic.

4. Prunes.

5. Carrots/sweet potatoes/squash.

6. The car seat spit up. Is it the angle of the seat? Do the straps press on her belly? I have never identified the cause, but the Bean spits up EVERY time I strap her in her car seat, soaking whatever cute little outfit or jacket I had carefully chosen and wrestled her in to. EVERY time.

7. The airplane. It's so fun, laying on your back, flying the baby around. She smiles, she giggles, she loves it ("You're playing with fire," a voice in your head says). Splat. In the face. (She smiles, she giggles, she loves it.)

8. The friend's story. I love this one too much to not share it. My friend, who, BTW, rarely curses, took her bean to the doctor. After a long day at work, followed by the baby peeing on the examining table, she had had enough. When the baby then spit up over her shoulder, down her shirt, and onto the floor, she exclaimed, "#@%*$?!" then blushed when she saw the doc's horrified expression.

9. The bath. Never fails. If the spit up doesn't come at the beginning of the bath, filling the water with the cottage cheese you were in there trying to wash off in the first place, it comes at the end. "Nice and clean, Bean...." SPLAT.

10. The kiss. (You can see this one coming.) "Oh, mommy loves her Bean. Come here, give me a kiss..." Splat. Right in the kisser. GAG.

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