6 little feet
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Valentine fun
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Who wants to buy our house?
TWO Sleeping (and Dancing) Beauties
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Four and a half
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Here's some other fun things Lucy has done at school lately...
Grandparent/Special Friend Day
Grandma Cindy just barely missed this one, so Lucy's dad came to school as her "special friend." She showed him her "all about me" book (can you tell these are well loved?), made a bookmark, and ate a spaghetti lunch (Lucy's current favorite meal, so that worked out well).
Joe McDermott concert (pretending to be on a rollercoaster ride)
PJ day - kids ate Popcorn and Pickles (Lucy liked the sweet better than dill) in their PJ's. This was a MUCH anticipated event and did not disappoint. No, Elise didn't go. But she did wear her pj's on the drive to school in honor of the occasion. Wait, that's normal.
A few random pics...
counting bears
Lucy's guess was 20 bears in the jar. (There were 27... not bad)
Lucy and Elina in the Jungle
Soapbox: Anti-war? pro-choice?
This whole conversation came to mind again today with all the contorversy over Tim Tebow's superbowl ad. I admit, those kinds of things kind of get me going. Maybe "kind of" is not really the word. When topics relate to motherhood, I get pretty passionate. I always have something to say on the topic and have embarassed myself by talking too much. I wish I had a working tv just so I could see the ad. However, I was happy to see this well written article in the Washington Post.
"Tebow's Super Bowl ad isn't intolerant; its critics are" by Sally Jenkins
So there it is... the word "pro-choice." I've always thought this was a clever name to take for those who have the "pro-abortion" stand. Really, who is "anti-choice"? No one. Pam Tebow made a CHOICE and if you are going to be on the "pro-choice" stand, the choices to keep a child to term must be championed as well. In my opinion, the real debate is not about choice. Its about whether you should have to face the consequences of your choice. Do we need a "pro-consequence" group?
I loved the part in Ms. Jenkins article when she says, "Tebow himself is an inescapable fact: Abortion doesn't just involve serious issues of life, but of potential lives, Heisman trophy winners, scientists, doctors, artists, inventors, Little Leaguers -- who would never come to be if their birth mothers had not wrestled with the stakes and chosen to carry those lives to term. "
How grateful I am for the woman who CHOSE Life. And who CHOSE adoption.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Quiet time
And then... it was TOO quiet. That could only mean trouble.
Elise has the right idea, but needs some work on her technique. (see the bent mascara brush in the background. That was the tool of choice for both of them)
Elise: "pi-ey?" (pretty)
Austin was in strictly for the taste.
The real question is whether it is bad parenting to turn around (and chuckle a little) and go for the camera.
Wimp
He is pretty good at giving kisses too.
I had to post a picture of my "twins." Poor Austin didn't have any clean PJ's so he is in Lucy's old ones. Elise is too. Same PJ's - Austin is the 2T size and Elise is the 12 mo. (When they are on a great deal, I buy two :) In this picture, the pink flowers aren't visible so it looks a little more respectable.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Grand Cayman - Day 6 (and final cruise post)
In general I was excited to do some snorkeling on this trip and I was more than satisfied at every stop we did. At Cozumel the beach we payed to play at advertized a "Sunken Mayan Ruins" They had buoyed off a snorkeling area and dropped concrete mini replicas of pyramids the biggest of which were probably 4 or 5 feet high. It was a little bit much to call it sunken ruins but it did attract fish and we saw at least 20 different species of small tropical fish that were on average about the size of my hand. I did see one lion fish which I thought was pretty cool.
At Roatan our shore trip package included a stop at a private beach that was beautiful. Justin and Rhett and I threw on our masks and flippers and went out looking for stuff with high expectaions. I swam clear through the bay but the water was quite a bit murkier and I didn't see anything but a couple stray and uninteresting fish. When I swam out of the bay I got into an area that was shallow and the frondy growth from the sandy bottom grazed up against me as I tried to swim futher out. After a couple of minutes I started to feel a sharp stinging first on my hip, then my other shoulder then my ankle. I figured I was into something noxious either in the water or on the vegetation so I turned around and tried to get out of that as quickly as possible. I swam back and showed off my new rashes to the group who were mildly impressed. It turns out all that swimming was wasted because the beach had about a 60 ft x 60 ft chain link snorkel area that they had set aside for snorkeling. I asked one of the custodial guys cleaning the beach what was in there. He said arraya, something else and tiburon which was the only word I knew and I knew it meant shark. I jumped in and started swimming around the far edge. I had to cross an underwater fence that came up just about as high as the water and I was a little nervous as to what I might encounter. The water was still murky but when I got to the back end I found a sea turtle which was pretty exciting. At that point the custodial guy was showing Rhett, Justin and the girls how to find queen conch on the near side of the enclosure. I found happened upon their homemade reef in the back that had a few coral and a few fish and mostly some really large shrimp. There were two other sea turtles - one big yellow one that wasn't too interested in me until I tried to grab him at which point he swam away. There were definitely some sting rays in there but the water was murky enough and they hung out in the deeper middle where I only really got a sense of them as they swam away from me. Justin eventually found a 6 to 7 foot nurse shark which was pretty impressive
(Resuming Grand Cayman account)
Our first adventure in Grand Cayman was to head out to Stingray City which is the iconic thing to do at Grand Cayman. This had been spoken very highly of by people who had been here before so we were excited for it, though Kimi said it turned out not to be what she was expecting. We took a twenty minute boat ride out to a sand bar where there were probably three or four other boats doing similar tours. The water was blue and beautiful and we saw a few stingrays down in the water along the way. When we got there they jump you down into water about up to your belly button where you are surrounded by big (three to four feet across) friendly stingrays that are excited to give you big hugs (in the hopes that you have a little bit of squid to feed them). The tour boat gave us hot dog sized pieces of squid that the stingrays would smell in the water and come suck up out of your hands. At first