30 December 2013
Maybe I'm a weird Mom, but every now and then I believe I'm doing something right. Yesterday we went out for our monthly photo shoot (by the by, if you are new here, I change the splash photo of this blog every month and I keep the pictures as a journal of the growth of these precious people I am happy to call my children). I used one, but, I just wanted to share how much fun these times are. Rachel even said to me (and this really threw me) Mom, when I get married will my husband be in the splash pictures? Whoa. First, who is getting married? And second, Awwww, you think this is a continually good idea and want it to include your future family. Wow.
Duck faces, even though all the smart ducks flew south months ago.
28 December 2013
I was out with the big ladies recently at WalMart. We stopped for a bathroom break. Rachel came out of the bathroom stall first and immediately upon seeing the short sink, she drops to her knees and washes her hands. As soon as she leaves to dry off, Samantha walks out of the stall and looks at the short sink. What does she do, too? Yup. What a bunch of GoofBalls. They make my life so fun.
27 December 2013
While the kids are out on break from school, the school still serves lunch - through donations from local businesses. We go down there and eat, cause it's fun, it's free and we live only a block away.... Yesterday, we mentioned that Charlotte was having a birthday, and today, when we arrived, the ladies sang to her and presented her with cupcakes. I love living in a small town. So Charlotte had Chipotle and cupcakes for her birthday. Happy Birthday, Charlie. We love you.
One of the kids' favorite Christmas traditions is Japanese food with James' Dad and Jean. We do this every year and it's so much fun to have them cook right in front of you. This year we snapped this picture of our whole group - plus the friendly waiter, to James' right.
20 December 2013
I played the role of Mrs. Dilber. She is the laundress who picks over Ebenezer's dead body in Christmas Future and then sells his personal effects to make a little fast cash. I wore rags and had dirt on my face. It was fun. The dress I'm wearing above is my other part - a party guest at Fred's party, in Christmas Present. I didn't dance. Whew.
I'm not itching to do another play. All three ladies say they want to do the next one - CSI: Fairy Tales. I'm glad they have found a great outlet and they enjoy the stage. I say they can have it. I love to watch.
Sorry the picture above of our family is so dark. We only had candlelight in 1847, you know. The picture to the right is Rachel (in green), with her Crachit family. Mr. and Mrs. Crachit are actually Sgt. and Mrs. Shumway. Becka, the blonde seated in front of her mom, and Alex, in the hat, are also Shumways. The other siblings were loaners. So sweet. Aren't they a cute 19th century English family?
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02 December 2013
We also had the annual Thanksgiving chess tournament, this year Rachel was the winner. Next year I hope JMichael will participate. The kids had a week off of school, so I had a week off of substituting. We did almost nothing; lots of sleeping late, playing with friends and laundry. One afternoon I literally sat on the couch for HOURS - there was a Hitchcock marathon. The kids and I watched Rear Window, Psycho and the Birds. Well, the kids came in and out; I was glued. It was like a brief summertime in November. The weather cooperated, too. Days in the 60s, no rain. Awesome.
I am thankful for these people in my family. I love Rachel's imagination and optimism. I love Samantha's independence and serious nature. I love Charlotte's confidence and sweetness. I love Josephine's curiosity and persistence. I love JMichael's boundless energy and innocence. And James? I just love him. I love his faith in me and his ability to dream in face of what seems like an insurmountable obstacle. They are each so different and I can't imagine life without them. I am also thankful for the family that brought me here - Dad and Ma, Eric and David. You all are also so different, yet crucial to who I am today. Thank you.