Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Just in time to ring in the Christmas Season, I present to you, the Black Family Elves singing a delightful medley of popular Christmas songs.
Simply click here. Sit back and enjoy the show
(or sit back and try not to pee your pants from laughing so hard.)
Monday, November 30, 2009
An Indian . . .
an Uncle who was kind enough to wear jewelry AND look through the toy catalog for his niece and nephew . . .
and a Grandma (a.k.a. "Granmoll") who gave lots of hugs and snuggles and submitted to being a human jungle gym every so often.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Rachel and I have been friends for nigh on 100 years now, and while we don't get to see each other much anymore, we still keep in touch and make every effort to get together as often as possible. One of her younger sisters lives in this area, and she just had her first baby. So, Rachel was itching to make the trip to see her new nephew, and I was able to visit with her and her family and meet not only the newest baby but also Rachel's youngest son who was born this past summer.
Shawn was pretty adamant that I not hold the babies too much lest I return with my female hormones demanding that we have another baby. I think I escaped mostly unscathed, but gee golly were those little boys so darn precious!
Just look at this little peanut. My children were never this small, so I just couldn't get over how tiny and darling he was.
It was so good to see them again, and I'm doing my best to resist the urge to have another baby. Though I will say it sure isn't easy when nearly everyone I talk to lately keeps asking me when we are going to have another one. Why is this, I wonder? I'm just going to assume it's because we totally look like we have this parenting thing under control and because our always well-behaved children are so grown up and mature acting.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
By the time they all left on Sunday night, they had completely landscaped the house, but for two small beds on the far ends of the property. But it was too dark for pictures.
This isn't a great picture, but I wanted to include it. This is the family in the middle with Ty right at the moment the bus pulled away and they saw their house for the very first time. You can read about their story here.
The finished house!
It was a crazy few days for everyone, but I am so happy that Shawn was able to be a part of it all, and proud of all the hard work he and the other members of MidSouth were able to contribute to a very deserving family.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
But, the kids LOVE IT!
There's nothing like running and jumping in a pile of crisp, crackly leaves.
Friday, November 13, 2009
"Here, mom. I want this!"
Thursday, November 12, 2009
And then I got an epidural. Bliss, and then it seemed like we did so much waiting for her to finally make her arrival. She finally did; we were overjoyed, and then I passed out.
But that's another story. :-)
I'm also resisting the very real temptation to get all teary and emotional and expound on how much I love this kid, how much she has added to our family and how much she, as her name suggests, brings light to our lives.
I could go on and on, but I won't. For your sakes, and because I really would get all weepy, and a weepy lady sitting at a computer desk while typing is just weird.
Anyway, my firstborn had a long list of things she wanted for her birthday. The list included this:
(She's either excited or imitating what her face would like if she hung it out the window while we were driving down the highway. )
And, just to prove that fairies do indeed exist and that they do indeed fly, I present the following video evidence:
Claire also needed a new winter coat. Here's hoping it actually gets cold enough for her to wear it some other time other than the week we will be in Ohio.
She also asked for this cake.
Ben was more that a little wigged out by the doll cake. I don't think he could grasp how we were going to eat it and not eat the doll. It made much more sense to him after I pulled out the top.
Monday, November 9, 2009
is the face of an underwear-wearing, potty-trained big boy!
He had about 6 accidents on day one (and I almost gave up), 2 accidents on day two, 1 on day three.
And we haven't looked back since.
We are thrilled.
And I'm doing my best to reconcile my emotions so that I can joy in the accomplishment of my child and not sorrow at the end of his "babyhood" (it's hard, but I'm working on it).
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
And, really, what I can't fathom is why anyone wouldn't want to attend a SPA birthday party! How often do 5 and 6 year old girls get a chance to be pampered like little ladies with manicures, pedicures and a dance party infused with sugar-loaded cupcake goodness?
It's like a dream come true, right?
Well, not for this guy.
While he enjoyed running through the bead curtain, he kept yelling that he was NOT getting his fingernails painted. Despite his tutu-wearing past, I think this one is ALL boy.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
And her groom?
A "nice" pirate.
Most of the time, they just settled on, "trick or treat!"