Monday, November 26, 2007

Twinkle Twinkle

It seems like all of my best Super Son and Miss Thing moments are at bedtime. Last night when I was tucking Miss Thing in I asked if she wanted to sing a song before bed. It is usually
"twinkle" or "monkeys on the bed" and she chose twinkle. We sang together in whispered tones before we started giggling at each other so hard we couldn't sing anymore. This is what sweet dreams are made of

Kisses

Around Super Son's 2nd birthday he started "collecting" kisses. It started one night when I gave him extra kisses in the palms of his hands to have if he woke up in the night and needed one. Since then he has reached his hand up to wherever I have bestowed a kiss and scoops it up in his hand and pops it in his mouth "eating" it. Every now and then I give him a kissing bonanza and challenge him to pick them all up before they soak in and he giggles as he collects them all. He collects kisses from Daddy and occasionally from his Aunties, but mostly Mom. As he has gotten older there have been more and more nights that he drifts off before he gets his kisses or is busy telling a story and overlooks his collecting. Last night before bed I laid down with him and recounted the fun of a long holiday weekend, christmas tree shopping and getting to stay in your pjs all day I leaned over kissed him and watched my almost 6 year old little boy collect and eat his kiss from Mom. I love that he hasn't outgrown this yet.

Monsters

Saturday night I was tucking Miss Thing into bed. We went through our list...
Did you have a good day?
What was the most fun?
Are you going to have sweet dreams?
Hugs and Kisses...
Then she looks at me and says "Leave door open. Miss Thing scary monsters" This translates to Mom...leave the door open I am scared of monsters. [Insert the sound of my heart breaking] I snuggled down with her and told her all of my mommy secrets about being safe. Tucked her in again and went downstairs to bed. She slept soundly with no monster attacks.
I guess monster fears are an unintended side effect of having a big brother.

Monday, November 19, 2007

shame shame shame

I will avoid the visceral reactionary comments and let the nastiness speak for itself. Shame on you HPBC

Church rejects interfaith service on its property
Hyde Park Baptist says it didn't realize Muslims were leading annual Thanksgiving event.
By Eileen Flynn
AMERICAN-STATESMAN STAFF
Friday, November 16, 2007

Austin Area Interreligious Ministries, the city's largest interfaith organization, announced Thursday that its annual Thanksgiving celebration Sunday had to be moved because Hyde Park Baptist Church objected to non-Christians worshipping on its property.

The group learned Wednesday that the rental space at the church-owned Quarries property in North Austin was no longer available because Hyde Park leaders had discovered that non-Christians, Muslims in particular, would be practicing their faith there. The event, now in its 23rd year, invites Jews, Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Bahais and others to worship together.

Organizers had booked the gymnasium at the Quarries in July and made the interfaith aspect clear to Quarries staff at that time, said Simone Talma Flowers, Interreligious Ministries' interim director.

Several Muslim groups were acting as this year's hosts for the event. Kent Jennings, associate pastor of administration at Hyde Park, released a statement Thursday that said church leaders received a postcard about the service Monday and only then realized that it "was not a Christian oriented event."

The postcard also "promised space for Muslim Maghrib prayer and revealed that the event was co-hosted by the Central Texas Muslimaat, the Forum of Muslims for Unity, and the Institute of Interfaith Dialog," according to Hyde Park's statement.

"Although individuals from all faiths are welcome to worship with us at Hyde Park Baptist Church, the church cannot provide space for the practice of these non-Christian religions on church property," the statement said. "Hyde Park Baptist Church hopes that the AAIM and the community of faith will understand and be tolerant of our church's beliefs that have resulted in this decision."

Central Texas Muslimaat and Forum of Muslims for Unity are local Muslim nonprofit groups that promote charitable works and education. The Institute of Interfaith Dialog holds regular interfaith gatherings that aim to teach non-Muslims about Islam.

With hundreds of people expected to attend and only a few days to find another site, Muslim organizer Shams Siddiqi said they couldn't find another facility. That's when leaders at Congregation Beth Israel, Austin's largest synagogue, offered to host the celebration.

"Symbolically, that's a very good thing," Siddiqi said of the joint Jewish-Muslim endeavor.

Of Hyde Park's decision, he said it was "unfortunate that people still feel this way in this day and age."

Some Christians object to praying with people of other faith backgrounds or allowing those people to worship in their sanctuaries.

Hyde Park Baptist, an evangelical megachurch at West 39th Street and Speedway, is not a member of Interreligious Ministries, and church leaders were not planning to participate in the service, Flowers said.

Every year, a different faith group hosts the Thanksgiving event, which typically includes food, prayer, song and dance. Last year, St. Louis Catholic Church hosted. This year, because the Muslim groups did not have their own space that was large enough, they decided to rent the Quarries, a 58-acre property near MoPac Boulevard (Loop 1) and Duval Road that the church has owned since 1984.

Flowers said she was disheartened by the church's decision. "As a Christian, my first response is, what would Jesus do in this situation?" she said.

She also stressed the importance of respecting all beliefs and said Beth Israel's involvement is a blessing.

"They said, 'It's an honor to be able to provide the space, especially knowing our co-hosts are Muslims,' " Flowers said.

Synagogue leaders said they would arrange space for Muslims to make their evening prayers, Flowers said. "What a great testimony of inclusion."

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

New Family Member

Hero Husband mentioned a month or so ago that he thought we should get the kids a dog for Christmas. We have enjoyed being pet free for about a year now... No hair, freedom to travel etc. but the time has become right. So off I go investigating breeds and shelters to find the "right" member to add to our family. We were gravitating toward the American Bulldog breed but I don't feel right about getting a dog from a breeder and they are difficult to find in a shelter. I called our old vet to let them know we were looking and was told about Jill. She and her brother Jack were left as puppies tied to a tree when their owner moved away. She is a small (30 lb) lab mix (we think there is some blue heeler mixed in there)and has a remarkably light coat. We went to take a look at her and Miss Thing squealed as Jill rolled on to her back and squirmed for belly pats. We took a family vote and brought her home.

There are some things you just don't learn until you bring a dog home. Jill loves to run. This run is very fast and remarkably bouncy. She also loves to chew and hates to come. She couldn't figure out where to potty in the first few days, but has gotten over that. She slides when she is stopping which is hilarious to watch. She runs so fast that when she is ready to stop she literally lays down on her side and slides in. She kind of resembles an overzealous baseball player. She is great on a leash and as we learned at our first meeting she loves belly pats. I think she is a really smart dog and she has remarkably good manners (looks for permission to eat the things I drop in the kitchen while cooking). The "come" call is the hardest thing right now because she is so fast and we want to train her correctly from the start. She gets a little better each day, but it is apparent that the dog next door, the goat she saw or the sniffing to be done in the grass are all more important than coming to me especially when it means getting out of her bed to go outside.

We took a leap and started calling her Jelly bean which was really cute, but Hero Husband vetoed when he heard himself scolding her for something...No Jelly Bean Down Jelly Bean... You get the drift. I think he might lose his man card for that one.

Jill just doesn't seem to fit her especially without a Jack to match. So...we are looking for suggestions. The winning suggestion gets to give her unlimited belly rubs! Current possibilities are Jenny, Milly and Harlow but please don't feel limited. Just keep the female gender in mind and the desire to retain the man card while taking her for a run.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Happy Halloween


NASA Family

Happy Halloween from NASA Mission Control. Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky signing out.

Fear

I am afraid. Afraid of lots of little things and some big things. I don't like feeling like I am afraid of anything. I vividly recall being the girl who rode her horse no hands, arms outstretched was not afraid. How did I become the woman who is a little skittish? I can think of a few reasons...the reality of becoming a parent and worrying about your babies and being there for them, a body that doesn't bounce back quite like it used to, a husband with a job that asks him to risk a lot, but the reality of all these things is that they shouldn't make me afraid. I am the queen of rationalization. I can come up with good reason for just about anything. I refuse to come up with a good reason for this. I can manage risk, but I won't live afraid. To that end. Thank you #2 for rock climbing yesterday with me. I didn't make it to the top, but I did go half way twice and that I believe qualifies as fatigue more than fear.

Shannon Who?

Super Son told me the other night that he didn't like it when Hero Husband and I go on dates. He listed the garden variety reasons (want to go with you, don't want to stay home etc)and then asked me "WHY do you have to go on dates?" [emphasis reflects the whiney tone that has replaced his normal voice increasingly lately]. My answer was "Super Son, before there was a you or an Miss Thing there was a Shannon and Hero Husband. We liked each other a lot and decided that we wanted to be together forever. We got married and then you came along and then Miss Thing came along. You guys are amazing and make us Mommy & Daddy, but remember before that we were Shannon & Hero Husband. It is important that to be a good Mommy and Daddy we get a chance to still be Shannon & Hero Husband sometimes. That is why we go on dates". We then talked about how our family is a team and we have to work together to be a good family. We talked about how Super Son likes rockets and k'nex and is a kindergartener, a brother, a son, a cousin, a friend and that all of those things are important parts of who he is.

Earlier in the day I had been surfing myspace for an old friend from my street growing up. When I found her I really enjoyed reading about her and what she was up to and had a chance to "catch up" with her before sending her a message. I took this as a reminder that I should probably update myspace and I went about adding some more pictures of the kids. I deleted some old features and decided a'la Joy that I would fill in some info about myself [it should be noted that everyone who wants to see myspace already knows me because it is friends only]. Everything I had to say about myself related to my kids, husband, sisters and the things that they like to do. EEEKKKK Am I a person who has forgotten what she loves. Oh Crap What do I love? It is lame beyond measure that it took myspace and a sage moment with my 5 year old to remind me that yes I do have to still be Shannon or run the risk of losing her. Last time I checked she was kind of a fun person. I think I will dig her out of the closet and dust her off. By the way I love photography, reading a good book and lately exercising (I didn't see that one coming).

Monday, September 24, 2007

Happy Birthday Miss Thing!



Two years ago today I was holding you for the first time in my arms amazed at how beautiful you were. Your brother was showering you with kisses and your Daddy was in love and very seriuosly tired. I love you so much and thank you for all the smiles, laughs and mostly for completing our family. Happy Birthday Choo choo. Love, Mommy

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

The Passage of Time

It has been nearly a month since my last post. So much has been happening to the people that we love it has been a month of love, prayer and sobering reminders. Hero Husband's long planned trip was hours away when my sweet friend Allison's husband died. He and Hero Husband had become friends and he was a big part of the planning of the hunting trip. Rick had been struggling with his health for years, yet his death seemed so quick and his abscense felt so profoundly. Less than 24 hours before he would take his last breath Hero Husband and I had chance to sit with him. I prayed and Hero Husband stabilized the earth around this home in upheaval with his presence. Then he fixed the toilet. Hero Husband and Dad left and hunted and hiked their hearts out before returning home. Hero Husband's abscence for me seemed to intensify the grief that I felt for my friend. It did also, however, alow me ample time to spend with my kids, Allie and with the Lord in prayer. The last year has at times for me been a spiritual desert. I have felt a distance from the Lord that I disliked, but took as a reminder to cling to him even more. As the wave of grief approached I cried out asking that the Lord meet me there...fill my mouth with his words not mine...calm my heart...equip me and allow me to be what he needed for this family. He may has well picked me up and carried me himself. I felt powerful in his presence and I listened to all he asked of me. It was a very moving experience for me and I am humbled that I was given the chance to serve in this way. Time heals these wounds gradually, but I pray that I don't soon forget the hand of God on these last few weeks.

Monday, August 27, 2007

It's my birthday!

Well not quite, but still it is only a few days off. The big 31. Super Son thinks that is amazing that I have such a high number. I will have to remind him of that (if his own kids don't ) when he turns 31. Hero Husband leaves for a hunting trip with my Dad on Friday so between that and the first week of school we didn't have much planned. We planned on getting all of our chores, laundry etc. done in the morning and then spending yesterday afternoon relaxing and playing with the kids. This seems like a fine idea to me and I am really looking forward to relishing the last day of summer with them. I am floating in the pool when out the back door walk 2 dozen or so of my favorite people. Hero Husband has never been sucessful in surprising me that way in 13 years and I was very surprised. Even more so he had told Super Son and yet the whole thing remained a secret. There were some clues, but chalked up to a husband with a little too much free time on his hands they didn't set me a sleuthing. It was a beautiful afternoon and the most wonderful way to end the summer. Thanks Babe!

Kindergarten HO!

Kindergarten has officially started. We all got up early this morning, watched the bus drive by (so we would actually know when it comes) and got to school on time. In line waiting for the doors to open we ran into one of Hero Husband's friends from the fire academy who was in our wedding. It has been surprising how many people we have ended up knowing at the school. All good signs in my opinion. Super Son was brave and was working to absorb all of the little reminders we gave him. It seems to be so much for such a little person, but I know he is ready and I can't wait to see him this afternoon and hear all about it. He was coloring a big flower when we waved for the last time breezing by the cry room with a little bounce in our step. Then Hero Husband looked at me and said something to the effect of "that was close, he almost cried"....WHAT... I missed that He didn't seem on the verge to me. Do I need to go back and hug him again? Hero Husband should know better than to say things like that to me.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The joys of transition

Super Son, we have learned, does not like change. He requires lead time to prepare for a transition. I have been gearing him up, talking about the transition and pulling out every salve in my mommy medicine kit to preemptively soothe his nerves. I have justifiably been concerned about how the anxiety related to the transition to kindergarten will maifest itself. Well, this morning I learned. It will come with screaming, crying, hitting and otherwise uncalmable behavior. I am glad that I am a little bit of a meterologist when it comes to him. This storm felt like I was staring at the Nexrad Doppler saying to myself "oh crap, here it comes".

I will skip through the gore, but thankfully a dose of extra hugs, time and a trip to the pharmacy for a box of soft tissues did the trick. The doppler turned from reds to blues to greens and he was smiling by the time I left.

How twisted is it that I love that I get to be the person he screams at. He knows he is safe, that I love him and that he can flip out with me. Thank you God for giving me the the patience to not flip out on him and to just be present with him through his storm. I know one day he will be able to better manage his fears and anxiety, but for now he has his meteorologist and I am happy with that.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Videos of the kids

I have uploaded a few videos of the kids to youtube. They are set to private so you will have to log in. If you want to watch them and I didn't invite you already drop me a line and I will include you.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

My Little Astronaut

I "netflix'd" a new Billy Bob Thornton movie called "The Astronaut Farmer" The premise is that a former astronaut trainee turned rancher builds a rocket in his barn with his family and plans to launch himself into orbit until the government prevents him from buying rocket fuel then in desperation he makes his own from a kerosene mix and nearly kills himself when the launch goes haywire. Not one to give up his dream and let down his family he rebuilds and launches sucessfully.

I rented it because it sounded decent, was rated PG (Armageddon wasn't exactly kid friendly)and in case you didn't know Super Son is a little bit of a space crazed little boy.

He loved the movie! The diologue wasn't of course as interesting to him as was the launching but there is no surprise there. He looked over at me at one point and said as serious as he could be "Mommy, I am going to be an astronaut" and then a few minutes later "can we build one in our backyard?"

I adore watching his little wheels work in overdrive when he is excited about something. Every little kid dreams of being something when they grow up. Super Son usually hurdles back and forth between a list of 20 things. One of my few memories when I was small was of hearing and reading about Sally Ride and thinking "I want to be an astronaut". Even now the feeling is very tangible to me and I am relishing getting to live it again through my starward looking son.

As I tucked him into bed tonight he said "Mom when I go to space you will have to pack me some marshmallows because you love me so much" I told him I would pack more marshmallows than he could count and would be so excited to hear what space was like. He told me "29 marshmallows okay" and then drifted off to sleep.

29 it is.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

The man of my dreams...



The cathedral in Puerto Vallarta



Puerto Vallarta Trip



The only hard part is that we never have anyone to take pictures of the four of us together... Hero Husband took this one.

Who knew PV was such a mountainous region...not me. Wow it was pretty



The look on her face says it all



The Super Son Launch was perfected by the end of the week



Now if I could only nap under these trees every day



My life as a tree



Me and Miss Thing in the Pool

The resort had a great kid's play area with slides for all ages... Well kid ages that is. I got into trouble for going down them...Shut up you should be surprised

Family Trip to Puerto Vallarta



We made it home save and sound all a little more tan & relaxed. Couldn't have asked for a better time away with the family.









Saturday, May 26, 2007

Celebrity Sighting

Hero Husband has had a thing for cute perky brunette celebrities lately...Rachael Ray...Paige Davis. I don't tend to make too much of this because I fall into the category at least somewhat (sometimes cute sometimes perky always brunette). He called a few weeks ago to say that there was a show he wanted me to buy tickets to. We have had problems finding good shows that we want to see lately so I was excited. I pulled up the website, called the number and bought tickets for us to go to the Austin Cabaret Theatre to see Paige Davis perform. Good show, interesting venue, never done dinner theatre before. We had a good time and to top it all off Hero Husband had his loving wife snap this for him after it was all over.

Friday, May 25, 2007

#2 & Hero Husband Finish the Muddy Buddy



Muddy Buddy



Hero Husband signed up to do the Muddy Buddy a few months ago. Alas, my bum knees prevent me from being a good duathalon partner so he recruited #2 to compete with him. Basically the event is a trail running / mountain biking leap frog event where you and your buddy cover the same terrain and then switch the mode of transport (bike then run) at the end of each leg. #2 strategically analyzed the course and set it up so Hero Husband would have to ride the bike up the "hill of death". Sneaky one that #2. They had a great time and at the end of the race ran together through the obstacle course and then through the mud pit (hence the name muddy buddy). I have never seen a more collectively gross group of people than the competitors as they came out of the mud pit. The elite runners (first wave) actually had it pretty good and the spectators were a little disappointed that they were more wet and a little dirty. Once the mud really got churned up the results were much more entertaining. There was the occaisional costume... priest & nun who were there with their friends the firar & altar boy, hula girls (of course these were actually guys wearing full body hula suits), butterfiles and the crowd favorite (at least immediatly surrounding me) were Ace & Gary aka the ambiguously gay duo from SNL. Back Cracker and I (aka "The Wives") hung out with the kids while #2 & Hero Husband finished with big smiles beaming through the mud.

Super Son finished off the event for us with the Kids Mini-muddy buddy that Hero Husband ran with him through. He had a blast getting fithly (what kid wouldn't) and was so proud that he took his finisher medal, pictures of him and Hero Husband and his sweatband to school the next day to show his friends.

We stopped for lunch at the Nutty Brown Cafe with Mackenzie (from Super Son's school) and her Dad. Naps were had by all. It was a good day.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Sweet Bean



Our little beanie-weine has grown so much. She is crawling now and figuring out how to pull up. This of course comes with a multitude of bruises. Patience #2 ~ She will survive this and much worse! Remember the porch swing oh and there is the bat.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Happy Anniversary My Love



8 years...So much has changed and so much has stayed the same. Happy Anniversary. You look as handsome now as you did the day I married you. Oh, and thanks for the dimples. They look beautiful on our children. Love, Me

Miss Thing is stinky too

Just to be fair to sweet Super Son I must share that one of Miss Thing's favorite things is for me to take her shoes off and make a grand show of how stinky her feet are. She laughs and laughs at the faces we (usually me and Super Son) make and then when we move on to the next thing she holds her foot up and says "Tinky" over and over to keep the show going.

I promise we do bathe them both!

Super Son making experiments

Super Son loves to make "experiments" These are some pretty scary concotions usually involving some combination of sprinkles, herbs and spices~tasty

Miss Thing's First Pedicure



Stinky

Sunday evening Super Son and I were discussing when he should go upstairs and take a shower. I of course said now and he, well lets just say he had a different opinion.

Super Son: Mom, Can I skip it (shower)?
Me: No. You skipped it last night and you need a shower.
Super Son: Why?
Me: Because, God gave you your body and it is your job to take care of it. Leaving it dirty and stinky is not showing God how much you appreciate the gift of a healthy body. (yes, eye roll, I swear I said this)
Super Son: But I like to be stinky. Then my friends will think I am a skunk.
Me: (Laughing) Get in the shower skunk boy.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Tax Day

It would be the busiest day of the year for those of us who deal with taxes on any level that I find the time to post. Go figure... I called in a "daddy drop off" day to get to the office early. I enjoy most of the challenges of my job some of them more than others. Sometimes the pain of being pushed in an area you don't "enjoy" is good ~ speaking in public for me is one of those. Lately I have done a lot of speaking in public. The pushing and stretching in new areas is good but can also be exhausting. I am very tired lately. No doubt Hero Husband is too. He is working long days in Lockhart getting the property there finished and ready for sale. It looks beautiful and he has done a truly amazing job. We have our moments of frustration, but I recognize how blessed I am to have him as a husband. I hope you read this post Hero Husband XO

Kids are growing too fast. Super Son is playing t-ball and Miss Thing seems to be enjoying the ride. She has so many words now and while she is prone to screeching when she isn't pleased with what is happening she still can tell you a lot of what she needs and wants. I just can't hold them close enough to keep them small and at the same time I relish in their changes. I am glad that I am the oldest of 4 and will have all the nieces and nephews to get a baby fix with now that mine are so independent.

Of course no post is complete without some pictures so here you go.




Monday, March 19, 2007

Skiing with the kids






Just before Super Son's 5th birthday Hero Husband and I took them to New Mexico for a long weekend of skiing. #3 was able to join us and was such a blessing both in that her presence made it possible for Hero Husband and I to ski together, but also that Super Son & Miss Thing really enjoyed getting to spend time with her...I did too! Love you #3 - We also had the chance to visit with my Aunt & Uncle at their beautiful home. We finished up our day with them with a tour of the local fire station. My Uncle has done an amazing job getting it all in order. And my favorite part of the trip is the art that he is going to make for our home. We have a space in our living room that we need to fill and I am so excited to have a piece of his work in our home.

Isn't she lovely...my sweet niece

Mommy Time



I love these times like no other

Dinner at the Cross Creek Ranch




It has been such a busy year we were so glad to have a chance to sit down with our extended family at the Cross Creek Ranch for dinner last week. The kids are so immediately at ease there and we all really enjoyed getting caught up. Linda and Natalie were able to join us too. Such a great evening...

Movie Star


We have always known what a star Miss Thing is but soon the rest of the world will know it too. She was called today for a TV pilot. The show is set in the late 70's. She had a great time and looked fabulous in her vintage wardrobe. More updates when the air dates/times for this and her other projects make it to the theatres or air.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Life Lessons


A few weeks ago I had the kids with me to stop and pick up a baby gift for a friend. While we were in the little shop Super Son began rifling around for something to occupy him while I completed the transaction. As we were preparing to leave he came up to me with a nice blue die cast airplane. "Mom, can I have this?" he asked. "No, honey. You have a birthday coming really soon and we aren't buying any toys until then." He promptly began to whine and then cry about the injustice of him not being able to have the beautiful plane. We managed to get loaded up into the car without being accused of child abuse and on the drive home through the heaving breaths between sobs began to talk about it. I suggested that he could do some chores around the house and earn the money to buy the beloved plane. Wisely he asked "How much does it cost?" I didn't know the answer but promised to call the shop and find out. He insisted that I didn't know the phone number, but was pleased that when we got to our next destination I pulled out the sales receipt and called the shopkeeper. I explained the situation and she knew just what plane had caused all the commotion. She told me and I relayed to Super Son that the plane was $7. Over the next two weeks Super Son asked for many chores. Some he liked (folding sheets as long as you get to climb inside at least once and play puppy) and was really good at (cleaning up his room). The best part was that he took such pride in what he was doing. The immediate gratification of putting the money into his little allowance jar and adding up how much he had earned and subtracting to find out how much more he had to go memorizing the value of the different coins and thier names. He earned every last cent and yesterday Hero Husband traded him $8 in coins for $8 in bills. After school we went to the shop and he dug around, found a plane, similar die cast, but a camoflouge color and kept digging until he found the blue USAF plane that he had been saving for. Proudly he went to the cash register and placed it on the counter and gave the shopkeeper his money. He told her all about the chores and how hard he worked. What a treat that he got some change back and his beautiful plane in its own bag for him to carry. He told me on the way home the next thing he is saving for is a saw for Hero Husband on his birthday. Man I love being this kids Mom.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

blogger down

Geesh it has been a while since I posted. I usually post from the office and for whatever reason I haven't been able to log in from there in quite a while. #2 says I need to clean out my cookies, but I swear I already did that. Anyway...
Christmas was good. We had a great time and the kids were sufficiently spoiled. We unexpectedly had the chance to drive to San Antonio and spend some time with all of my Dad's side of the family. It was really nice.

We are taking the kids in early February to go skiing in New Mexico. I am pretty sure that Miss Thing won't be hitting the slopes, but the snow and time away will be great for us all. #3 has returned from the UAE and will be coming with us. An extra set of hands is always a welcome thing and we are so glad to have the chance to spend some extra time with her. We invited #2, the Back Cracker & Baby Bean but the little one's distaste for the back seat of the car has been prohibitive.

In closing...On the way to school a few weeks ago Super Son was very mad at me. Something in the lines of I made him carry his own lunch box and then he forgot his drink and he was very thirsty. He bellowed and griped for 15 minutes as we drove. I reminded him every few minutes that when he was done I would love to talk to him about it. After a few reminders he looked at me with dagger eyes and said "Stop talking to me until I am done acting like this". The morning improved dramatically after I honored that simple request. If we could all be so honest with our emotions and needs things would be much simpler.