The Mother of Geese

Thank you Martha. They were a hit.

Brad got a new phone for work. So I got his old, new to me phone. The kids then received my old, new to them phone. We turned off the service and installed netflix so now they can sit and stream all day long. Max has recently started referring to my old phone but new to them phone as HIS phone. That was NEWS to me.

Every first Saturday of the month, the kids know that I will be unavailable (baptisms and such) so Brad has started a monthly tradition of taking the kids to get a dozen donuts (don't for a minute think there are any leftover then they get home) then head to Home Depot for the free projects.

Note to self: It helps if you don't eat through your pita randomly. But I do appreciate the efforts anyway .

We ventured to the Children's Museum a couple of weeks ago. I had a mad hankering for a caputo (Prosciutto, mortadella, salami, provolone, lettuce, tomato, olive oil & balsamic vinegar) sandwich so any excuse I can find to get within walking distance is fine by me (or more accurately, any excuse I can find to have Brad go walk and pick one up while I play on my phone...is fine by me.) Can we pause to talk about how I realize over and over again in public that my kid is "that kid". You know, the punky one? The wild one? The one that other "new moms roll their eyes and judge me" kid? But he makes me laugh so hard. He liked pretending he was Ron Hover . Little does the kid in the red car know, he's about to get carjacked.

Please update your blog :)

Yes this child actually did get stuck.

October 2010

Brad likes to help out by making the bed. Then he amuses himself by stacking the pillows high to prove a point that we have too many pillows.

...when you find a picture you forgot you had taken... And it takes your breath away?

A few days before Christmas Bradfo had surgery to repair his rotater cuff (approximately .3 seconds after I took this picture he growled, NO pictures! at me. sheesh. It's not like I took a picture from the backside or anything. or did I? mwah ha ha! ) when they wheeled Brad in from surgery he pretended to be asleep then scared the poop out of me when I went to take a picture. also, interesting fact, when Max and Abbie returned from surgery years ago they were very agitated and angry. I was bracing myself all morning for the "Crab-Bradiness" headed by way. Turns out, Brad was HILARIOUS! When he wanted a drink he would pucker and make kissy sounds. It amused me greatly. Here he is a few hours post op. He was given instructions to take it easy and keep it on ice for the next 3 days. He mostly ignored that advice and also decided to forego most of the pain meds. Call me silly, but I'm pretty sure "welding" is not on the approved activities for him. Ridiculous.