Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Christmas Cards Can Be an Adventure
The household rule is that we continue to send Christmas cards to everyone who sends us cards....so if you want to stay on the list, make sure to send us a card to.
Why is it an adventure you say....well, we took our kids to Target for the photo op to pick our Christmas cards. My 5 and 3 year old were beautiful in their special Christmas dresses and were angels during the photo shoot. I am very excited to send out the Christmas cards this year as the pictures turned out fantastic.
One caveat though....we finished with the photos, and of course then needed to sit down to pick which photos we liked best. The kids were playing in a little area for kids and we started looking at photos. We turned around to check on the kids after 1.5 minutes, and the three year old was missing. Literally.....missing.
We yelled for Ashley and immediately sprinted out of the picture area, my bride heading east, me heading West. Yelling, SCREAMING her name as we tried to figure out where she went. It was the scariest 2 minutes of my life. The Target photographer had picked up the phone and declared a kid missing, so they shut down the exits....
After a frantic search, I was told that my kid was on the other end of the store, and my wife was with her. It turns out that Ashley did not know where we were, and decided to go looking for us. We were two feet away, but with our backs turned she did not recognize us and therefore she went on a hunt. In thirty seconds she had ended up on the completely opposite side of the store. What can I say, apparently the kid's got some wheels.
We hugged her for a good 19 minutes when we found her and even received three hugs from random mothers that were helping us in the search.
Never again will I make fun of a parent who misplaces their kid. Where as I used to say "how could they lose their kid", I now understand and instead of making fun of their parenting skills will always assist in the search.
The good news is that the photos did turn out spectacular. As a matter of fact, when we went to pick up the photos, the photographer told us that our kids were selected to be used in their advertisement on the walls. They wanted to use my little princesses likeness on their walls. So, if you head to the Super Target on 101, you will see my little ones smiling back at you on their portrait selection wall.
Our compensation for this: Four dollars off of our purchase.
Hey, it's four dollars I didn't have yesterday.
Because one has speed rivaling Flash Gordon, and both were so cute they earned dad four dollars....I love my girls.....
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
So much to be thankful for......
This year, there is no matrix, as Kerry has volunteered to host. Thanks be to Kerry.
For those of my readers who have not heard, we are also thankful to be welcoming our third little princess into our family. As much as I tried to tell everyone that we were having another girl, we did not officially find out until yesterday. Here is the first picture of [insert name here].
That is the new littlest girl sucking on her thumb. These ultrasound pictures require a little imagination...but that is what they told me. I prefer the above picture over this one that was also taken:
In this picture, I see no thumb sucking or cute little baby girl. I don't know about you, but I see an alien.
My two girls were very excited to learn that they would be having another sister. When told, Katelyn exclaimed "Yes!" and did a little fist pump. When we told Ashley, she exclaimed "Can I go play the computer..." (We are working on the excitement level with Ashley).
For those of you keeping score, this means that there will be Kelly, three little girls, a female dog., leaving the only two males in the house to be me and.......Spencer.
Spencer is the cat. As aforementioned in previous posts....I hate him. But, when we (and by "we" I mean my beautiful bride) told him, he seemed to take the news well:
Because all my girls (including the one in the oven) will understand when dad needs to go down to the basement and watch something besides Barbie, Dora, Strawberry Shortcake, TinkerBell, E News!, Keeping up with the Kardashians, Kendra, to take in a ballgame....I love my girls....
Friday, November 5, 2010
Putting the plan into action......
I also have Crohn's disease.
This is a blessing and a curse. You see, Crohn's disease is an intestinal disease that causes anyone who has it to frequent the restroom. This is the curse. The blessing is that since food goes right through me, I don't think I have gained as much weight as one should when consuming as much food as I do.
One of my vices is Chinese food. I have found that a single order of Chinese food is good...but a Chinese buffet is something special. When I die, I am pretty sure that my version of heaven will have multiple Chinese buffets each boasting of 110 fresh items daily.
One of my favorite Chinese joints is in Plymouth. I found it one day while on a lunch break. It was great. I frequented it often. It is one of those mom and pop Chinese places that the owners run themselves...and I think this one is actually called "The Chinese Place."
I don't often go to lunch with anyone, so I frequented it often alone. After a multitude of visits, I figured I couldn't keep this gem all to myself any longer so I invited a few friends in my department to attend one day with me.
True story, I walked into the place, with 4 other people from my department and the owner walks up and in her cute little voice she says "Oh so good to see you. ha ha...(literally she said "ha ha") One of my co-workers on cue said "what's so funny" and I swear to god she replies "Oh...he usually come alone...."...
I tell you this story because at the end of the feast you are given the fortune cookie. My fortune cookie on this day said "You will become an accomplished writer"
Obviously, Confucius knows what he is talking about...because I think fame and fortune is right around the corner. If you read my earlier post, you know that I recently sold a lunchbox on e-bay. To my pleasant surprise, the gentleman who bought it paid me rapidly and sent me the following feedback:
Positive. GREAT SELLER< RAD LUNCHBOX< WILL YOU BE MY WRITER? Now, I don't know much about the buyer other then his name is Jack and he lives in Illinois. So I googled "Jack, Illinois and Publisher" It turns out that there are 1,457,453 hits to "Jack, Illinois and Publisher". So, I don't think it is that big of a stretch to assume that the Jack who bought my lunchbox IS a publisher and wants me to write some sort of novel that will most likely sell millions of copies.
I am relatively sure this is the EXACT same way J.K Rowling got her start.
Because I know they will help me stay grounded when I am rich and famous.....I love my girls.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Three Letter Words
She is five. We have some time to learn, so we have been working on three letter words. I would say the word, and she would sound it out and spell it.
Run.....Cat......Fun.....Two......she did really well. You may think 4 words is not a lesson...but when all your kid wants to do is color of play computer, it was good to have her attention for 9 minutes. Then she impressed me. She said:
"Daddy, you forgot one. B. O. O. BOO!"
She was right, although I don't know that their costumes would have scared anyone this year:
Katelyn is obviously a cat. She has had a plethora of costumes this year as their was Halloween at Dance, Halloween at Preschool, and Halloween at Daycare. She was Sleeping Beauty at all of these, (thanks Mom for sewing an unbelievable likeness) but for Halloween we needed to be warm and Katelyn wanted to bring back the cat from last year.
Ashley is a horse. Thanks to Target, we found a cute little outfit. Ashley's legs were the back legs of the horse...and the rest of the horse was stuffed that she held up by the reigns. She ran around all night yelling Giddy Up! Occasionally though she would all of a sudden lay down. When I asked her one time why she did this, she looked at me and said "the horsey is dead...."
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I am hoping that she simply thought her costume was scarier if the horsey was dead versus having some sort of psycopathic tendencies....
Because they have two very distinct personalities...one as gentle as a "Meow" and the other riding a dead horse....I love my girls......