Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Aunt Annie is getting ready to move to New York so we decided that it would be great to spend the day with her at the Cleveland zoo. None of us had ever been there before so we were all excited to go. I packed up the kids and got to Lindy's by 9 (a small feat in itself as it is not easy to get 2 small children motivated that early). We took off to drive to Annie's place. We were driving along on the freeway at a good clip when all the sudden everything came to a screeching halt. Traffic crawled along at a snail's pace and we went 1 mile in 45 minutes. During this time, Luke decided that he was hungry so Lindy climbed in the back seat and fed him a bottle while we sat there. After that, he decided to get fussy and wanted out of his car seat which of course, we couldn't do. It was at this point I realized that Ella was being entirely too quiet. I turned around to see what she was doing and realized that she had taken a tube of lip gloss (raspberry glitter lip gloss to be specific) and had squeezed it all out of the tube into her hand and was proceeding to rub it on her arm and in her hair. Just what I needed at that point. UGH! I called Aron to see if he could figure out what was going on with the freeway. He looked online and saw that there was an overturned semi about 7-8 miles ahead of where we were and the highway patrol was routing three lanes of cars into one lane then taking them off the highway and routing them back on again. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I decided "what the hell, I have an SUV, right? let's see what it can handle." So I took off baja-ing across the median and did a u-turn to go back south. We got out my trusty atlas and found an alternate route to get us around the accident. Crisis averted.
We got to Annie's a little later than expected and the kids were in no hurry to get back in the car so she was kind enough to feed us lunch. After lunch, we took off for the zoo. We walked around at the zoo and Ella particularly enjoyed the fish and giraffes. It rained on us a bit at the zoo so that's why Lindy's wearing a poncho and Ella's hair looks drenched in the one photo. After the zoo, we went back to Annie's place and had some tasty Chinese. Mmm...sesame chicken...
Sunday edition of our weekend was just as busy as Saturday. We went to church in the morning. I think maybe Myles had an extra dose of pure energy that morning. He was running around church yelling "NEW SHOES. NEW SHOES. NEW SHIRT. NEW SHIRT." It was quite entertaining to say the least. After church we briefly stopped at home to pick up a contribution to our family's annual summer picnic (a salad) and then headed off to the picnic. It was also my Grandparent's (GG and Pawp) 60th wedding anniversary. There was quite a large crew there (about 25 of us) and it was all kinds of fun. My Aunt Pam (also a big favorite of Ella's) was the organizer officianado and brought along games and stuff for the kids. Aron brought along our Boce set and there was a spirited game of Boce in the side yard. Boce is usually a good game to bring along to parties because it doesn't require too much skill and most people can play it...except for my Dad who really stinks at it. He was paired up with my cousin's daughter who is 9 or so. She scored all of the points for her and my dad's team. It makes it fun to watch though, because it just kills him that he's bad at it. Good times, good times.
This was my first trip to Dayton. I don't think I'll be returning anytime soon. No offense to the lovely people of Dayton. We drove the 2 hours to Dayton and it was nice because the kids slept most of the way there. Once we got there, we met up with Auntie T and Granny Lanny (my friend Tori and her mom, Lana). The church was a beautiful Catholic church right by the Univ of Dayton. Now here's where things start to horribly go wrong. We take our handy dandy directions to the reception and follow them (and several other cars) to start to go to the reception. We're driving along, driving along, driving along, driving along, UNTIL WE'RE IN BEAVERCREEK! I turn to Aron and I'm like "this isn't right, the reception place was only like 5 minutes away from the church. we need to go back." We stopped at some lovely children's park and Aron went to ask someone directions. The very nice woman came back to our car and helped us look on the map to figure out how to get back to the church. Ok, so we went back to the church. We started out with our directions again only to find that we were again going toward Beaver Creek. We turned around and stopped at some random woman who was sitting in her driveway selling tickets to a local garden club event that was going on. Again, a very nice woman who even helped Aron draw out a new map of where to go. So we head out once more. We drive around and around and around and around. Who knew that there were so many name changes for Dayton's streets? You'd think that would be confusing for poor out of towners such as ourselves and would make it difficult for them to get around. We would go for 3 blocks and the street would be known as Dixie Highway then it would suddently turn into Patterson then it would suddenly turn into something else. Eventually through the help of several more lovely Dayton-ers, we made it there. By the time we got to the reception, it was a good hour after we left. I was ready to throw my friend's wedding present towards the door of the reception hall and leave because we were convinced that we were so late that we had missed the dinner and everything. UNTIL, I saw a long, stretch Hummer coming down the road. It was the wedding party! We weren't too late! At this point I started to laugh--because it was either that or cry--and we decided to go in and have a good time. We got in the reception and found out that many other wedding guests had gotten lost, also. That made me feel not so bad. So, in summary, KUDOS TO THE LOVELY FOLKS IN DAYTON and GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR to my friend who wrote the directions to the reception wrong (you know I still love you, Daryle).
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
She discovered this treasure at a garage sale recently. Ella was thrilled to say the least.
We walked to the store tonight to pick up some hair gel for Aron and she had to wear it. Whatever makes her happy, I guess. Well, within reason anyway : )
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Monday, June 19, 2006
As always, the weekend was eventful and fun but tiring. Saturday, I got up early because it's our turn to help clean the church. Ella and I went over about 9:30 or 10 ish. She ran around playing while I cleaned. She had fun going up and down on the wheelchair lift and playing on the piano. I should've made her help me but I'm weak and let her play around instead. After that, we went to Granny Lindy and Grandpa Steve's house. Grandpa Steve became her hero because he had an air compressor to pump up her new swimming pool. SHE WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS. Steve's always a popular guy in her mind but she loved him a bunch after her pumped up the pool. Unfortunately, I didn't realize how big the pool was until after we pumped it up. I had to take out Luke's carseat (good thing he was at home mowing the grass with Aron) and fold down the seat in the CR-V (again as a side note to my dad, NOT A MINI-VAN, DAD) and squish the thing around in the back to get it to fit in. After we got home, Ella took a nap. When she got up, she wanted to immediately get in the pool (see also Splish Splash). The pool time was over when it was time to get ready to go to the movies with Aron. Ella and he walked to see Cars at the local movie theater. There was much buttery popcorn and 7up consumed by both. On Sunday, we went to church and then went out to Bob Evans (or Bobby E's as Aron likes to call it) for some Father's Day food for Aron. Luke ate about 1/2 of his Sunshine Skillet (much to Aron's dismay). We came home and played in the pool some more then went over to Myles's house for a BBQ. After the BBQ, we went home and crashed.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
So, I thought I'd be nice to Aron and go to the local bakery to order a pie for him for Father's Day. Anyone who knows Aron knows of his deep love of pie. Anyone who knows me knows that I do not enjoy making pie and am not good at it. Anyhoos, I loaded up the kids in the stroller and went to the bakery to order a pie. I'm standing there talking with Cindy (the owner of the bakery) about what kind of pie I would like for Aron (for those of you who care, I settled on a caramel apple pie--think apple pie with a boat load of caramel dumped on the top). Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I see a flash of chubby arm and hand. After that, everything happened in slow motion. I turned my head to see my darling little Luke pulling over for the display of yummy looking cupcakes. I shout "Oh sh#t!" and lunge for him but the damage was done. My little Luke pulled over the display of cupcakes onto himself. Let's just say that I ended up leaving the bakery with a few cupcakes.
As a side note, no Ella did not repeat my expletive which is good. But for those of you who know the Christmas tree story, let's just hope that there's no repeat performance of that episode. Damn it.
I forgot to get a picture of the wedding reception place from this past weekend. The view of downtown was gorgeous so here's a pic of that. I can't say that I'm completely sold on renting the place for myself any time soon given the hourly rental fee of 1000 dollars an hour (that's right, the facility is rented for 1000 dollars an HOUR. YIKES! )
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Plus, my little guy has cut 2 teeth. They're his first! They were starting to come in yesterday but they're definitely in today. He's such a big little fellow! Ella was very excited about it and decided that she should call everyone to tell them about it. I told her we couldn't call everyone we know so I got her to make due with calling Granny Lindy and Grandpa Steve. They, too, were very excited by the news. He's such a little overachiever--going for 2 teeth all at once. Sniff, sniff.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Ella has been very artistic lately. I have a bag of art supplies ready whenever she wants to paint, play with playdoh, etc. Yesterday, she decided she wants to be a photographer. We have a digital camera so I said what the heck. So she went around for about 1/2 hour taking pictures of anything that struck her fancy. Here are a couple of her masterpieces...
Sometimes I'm not sure what to make of what she says, though. She likes to take naps in my bed sometimes but she will only sleep on my side of the bed. She tells me that Aron's side of the bed stinks. She's told me that Jane, our kitty, poops in her bed (note: although Jane has mental health issues, she does not poop in Ella's bed. I have checked it thoroughly for signs of Jane byproduct. Please do not call Children's Services. Thank you.). She also told me that when she saw Aunt Annie and Uncle Kevin over the weekend that Aunt Annie painted Uncle Kevin's toes with nail polish. I'm not sure what to make of this. I don't know Kevin all that well but I'm going to go out on a limb and say that this is false, too.
Monday, June 05, 2006
1.) The kids
2.) His peach tree
Aron's very excited about his peach tree. He planted it in his own brew of pure compost about 3 years ago. It has quite a few peaches on it--see also picture--and attributes all the peachy goodness to the fact that he planted it in his compost. He has grand plans for these peaches. He thinks I'm going to make him half a dozen or so peach pies. Me thinks him wrong.
Whew! Another busy weekend in our house! We dropped the kids off at Granny Lindy and Grandpa Steve's house to hang out on Saturday. Aunt Annie and Uncle Kevin came to visit that day. Ella and Luke hung out there while Aron and I went shopping. I hear that both the kids were well behaved and took naps at Lindy's like they were supposed to. Lindy bought a swing to hang from one of their trees and Ella and Luke tested it out. It was a huge hit! Much swinging...many good times...does it get much better than that.
Saturday night we went to a graduation party for one of Aron's cousins. It was nice but rained a lot. There was a chocolate fondue fountain there, though, which made up for the rain.
On Sunday, we went to church and afterwards hung out at my grandparents house. Ella and Myles thought it would be a good idea to ride each other like horses around their house while each calling the other one "Old Paint." I think that comes from one of their Backyardigans cartoons but I'm not sure. Anyway, many more good times there.
Sunday evening we went to my Mom and Dad's to check on the progress of the fireplace that he's putting in their living room. Looks pretty good so far (well, as good as it can look given that there's not actually a wall between their living room and garage right now but good nonetheless). Sunday evening Aron and I watched Myles at our house while Jeff and Robin went to watch a movie. Aron and the kiddies played in the back yard (actually I think he put the kids to work by making them pick up sticks in the yard but to heck with child labor laws, right?) while I made dinner. We ate dinner, watched a movie, and then it was time for Myles to go home. More good times! Yes!