Then the boys walked on over to take in a show in the Ford area. I know I joke that my kids are always the center of attention everywhere they go, but this video proves it! Enjoy!See??!? I told you!
Until,
D :)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Center Stage
On a brighter note: This weekend when I was shooting my second fabulous wedding, Hubby took the boys to the local Auto Show. The featured guest of the day was the one and only Spiderman, and knowing how much Kiddo loves the super web-slinger, Hubby couldn't resist taking him to meet his idol. Kiddo was super patient waiting in line for over 30 minutes while Port got all the attention in the stroller, and when it was finally his turn, he conversed with the super hero while getting his autograph. Then they bonded over a few Spidey moves, and Hubby caught the dynamic duo in action.
Then the boys walked on over to take in a show in the Ford area. I know I joke that my kids are always the center of attention everywhere they go, but this video proves it! Enjoy!
See??!? I told you!
Until,
D :)
Then the boys walked on over to take in a show in the Ford area. I know I joke that my kids are always the center of attention everywhere they go, but this video proves it! Enjoy!See??!? I told you!
Until,
D :)
Orange Crush
How do you stay positive when...
Your Sunday night ends in a massive explosion on all levels, ranging from the blow out of blow out diapers (resulting in you getting covered in nasty, smelly baby poo) to a fight with the Hubby and lots of silence. Then Monday starts with yet another blow out diaper (resulting in more laundry), cat puke all over the new wood floor and the old Elmo stuffed animal (again, more to wash). You try to put it aside, getting your hopes up with the promise of a new camera at a smokin price, only to find the camera isn't there, neither are any of the other things you were poised to purchase if the price was right and you waste the morning driving all over town chasing something that never was. The kids drive you nuts, the baby won't quit screaming because his mouth is revolting by shoving every tooth it can find through the gums at the same time; the 4 year old asks you the same question he's been asking you for months for the 43,249,032,532,478,390,243,849,732nd time and when you can't muster up enough energy to answer something nicely he crosses his arms, punches the baby and throws something across the room.
The baby refuses to nap, but you survive the grocery store and dinner time and the still angry Hubby comes home just in time for you to put the kids to bed. The baby doesn't settle in your arms like your usual night time routine and instead sits straight up, looks you in the eye and says "nigh, nigh?". And you ask him if he's ready to go night-night and he smiles and shakes his head yes. So you try to lay him back down in your arms and he squirms and fusses and you ask him if he just wants to get in the crib and he shakes his head yes again. So unbelieving you stand and point into the crib and say "this?" and you get another grunt and shake of approval. Begrudgingly you place the baby in his crib, he grabs the bottle from you, turns on his fishy water noise machine all by himself and lays himself down to go to bed. You exit the room with your tail between your legs, trying not to cry and find that life is going on without you in your house.
And all the while, somewhere in Boston, a place you've never been, people you'll never meet are waiting to hear the news about their 5 month old son. People all over the world are praying for him and wearing orange in his honor as he fights for his life in the hands of a cardiac surgeon. The 2 hour procedure that started early this morning is still not over and we wait and we worry and we cry for this little boy so far away.
And I wonder,
how does one stay positive?
Please say a prayer and wear orange for little Stellan today. Because even though life as you know it may not be going so well, he is fighting a battle that no baby should ever have to fight. And his family is suffering in a way no family should ever have to suffer.
Until,
D
Your Sunday night ends in a massive explosion on all levels, ranging from the blow out of blow out diapers (resulting in you getting covered in nasty, smelly baby poo) to a fight with the Hubby and lots of silence. Then Monday starts with yet another blow out diaper (resulting in more laundry), cat puke all over the new wood floor and the old Elmo stuffed animal (again, more to wash). You try to put it aside, getting your hopes up with the promise of a new camera at a smokin price, only to find the camera isn't there, neither are any of the other things you were poised to purchase if the price was right and you waste the morning driving all over town chasing something that never was. The kids drive you nuts, the baby won't quit screaming because his mouth is revolting by shoving every tooth it can find through the gums at the same time; the 4 year old asks you the same question he's been asking you for months for the 43,249,032,532,478,390,243,849,732nd time and when you can't muster up enough energy to answer something nicely he crosses his arms, punches the baby and throws something across the room.
The baby refuses to nap, but you survive the grocery store and dinner time and the still angry Hubby comes home just in time for you to put the kids to bed. The baby doesn't settle in your arms like your usual night time routine and instead sits straight up, looks you in the eye and says "nigh, nigh?". And you ask him if he's ready to go night-night and he smiles and shakes his head yes. So you try to lay him back down in your arms and he squirms and fusses and you ask him if he just wants to get in the crib and he shakes his head yes again. So unbelieving you stand and point into the crib and say "this?" and you get another grunt and shake of approval. Begrudgingly you place the baby in his crib, he grabs the bottle from you, turns on his fishy water noise machine all by himself and lays himself down to go to bed. You exit the room with your tail between your legs, trying not to cry and find that life is going on without you in your house.
And all the while, somewhere in Boston, a place you've never been, people you'll never meet are waiting to hear the news about their 5 month old son. People all over the world are praying for him and wearing orange in his honor as he fights for his life in the hands of a cardiac surgeon. The 2 hour procedure that started early this morning is still not over and we wait and we worry and we cry for this little boy so far away.
And I wonder,
how does one stay positive?
Please say a prayer and wear orange for little Stellan today. Because even though life as you know it may not be going so well, he is fighting a battle that no baby should ever have to fight. And his family is suffering in a way no family should ever have to suffer.
Until,
D
Friday, April 17, 2009
Good Clean Fun
Happy Friday Company Girls (and other Beloved Readers)!
It is a dreary day here in Casa Fry, with lots of rain and dark skies, but we are trying to make the most of it by watching lots of tv, lounging in our jammies and driving each other crazy. Good times! Come on in and cozy up with a hot cuppa joe.
Little Port has been teething big time this week (it seems like I say that a lot, no?) and has been waking up several times a night screaming. I can usually get him back down pretty easy, but it is really taking a toll on me having to get up several times a night. I am just not used to it anymore!
So last week I mentioned that I was taking on something new in my photography business... I have recently connected with a local wedding photographer and am now working with him as a second shooter in some weddings. I have been wanting to get into weddings for some time now, but I didn't want to take on the full responsibility of documenting someone's special day without first getting some serious experience under my belt. Anyway, my first shoot was a total blast and I am working with him again tomorrow at another fabulous wedding. I am so excited!!
So I know our challenge today is to share a tip on Shoestring Living. Well let me tell you, when you are like me and a shoestring is about all you've got - you learn to do a lot of things frugally. lol!
So let's see... well, I do most of my cleaning with a water and vinegar solution. I keep a squirt bottle of it in the kitchen and use it for most everything. It works really well, and for pennies a bottle it is quite the bargain. Plus we don't have to deal with chemicals, fumes and worrying about rinsing off the highchair tray after I wipe it down.
I could give lots more examples, but it is now very late and I am soooo very tired. Thanks so much for stopping by. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
Until,
D :)
As usual, the next episode of Musing Mommies is ready for listening! I have to say, this one is pretty funny. We discuss finding a pediatrician and planning your summer - and if you listen to the end, you get to hear a funny clip of our "pre-recording prep". My co-host, Kim, slipped that in there just to surprise me! :P OH! And, we now have a blog on our site, musingmommies.com. We would love for you to check it out!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Thinking Out Loud
I started this post on Wednesday when I was suddenly struck with the thought that I have some amazing friends. Now it is Thursday and I am stuck - at a loss for what to say, but still wanting to get my point across. I know that each and every one of my friends has been hand picked by God to be in my life. They are there for me when I need them, they are generous and thoughtful and kind. And though in many ways we are different, we still manage to find joy in each other's company.
I have been so blessed by their generosity. They have passed along their clothes, their unused baby formula, their diapers. They have hired me to do photo shoots and passed along job opportunities and kind words and encouragement. Some have lingered silently in the background and at just the right moment came forth with new adventures and opportunities - everything and anything I could possibly imagine that someone would need, my friends have provided in one way or another. I couldn't ask for bigger blessings; I couldn't ask for a better circle of friends.
I have come to realize that though I think relationships should go a certain way; that certain things should happen in order to consider people to be a big part of my life - well it's just not so. I don't have to spend all my time with someone for them to have major impact and importance. Some of my best friends I see less than once a year; some I see every few years, and some, even those that live close, I rarely see at all. And some, I have yet to meet in person!
This world is a strange, amazing, scary, exciting place. The impact we have on each other and our individual environments is so fascinating to me. And though at times I feel like the world may be crashing down around me, the truth is, I am fine. I am blessed. I am surrounded by those I love, and those who love me. And I hope that in some small way I can give back all that has been given to me. I hope that even though I have little means, I can find a way to pay forward all that I have been given and then some.
Because I do not deserve such kindness. Yet it pours forth and fills my soul.
Until,
D :)
I have been so blessed by their generosity. They have passed along their clothes, their unused baby formula, their diapers. They have hired me to do photo shoots and passed along job opportunities and kind words and encouragement. Some have lingered silently in the background and at just the right moment came forth with new adventures and opportunities - everything and anything I could possibly imagine that someone would need, my friends have provided in one way or another. I couldn't ask for bigger blessings; I couldn't ask for a better circle of friends.
I have come to realize that though I think relationships should go a certain way; that certain things should happen in order to consider people to be a big part of my life - well it's just not so. I don't have to spend all my time with someone for them to have major impact and importance. Some of my best friends I see less than once a year; some I see every few years, and some, even those that live close, I rarely see at all. And some, I have yet to meet in person!
This world is a strange, amazing, scary, exciting place. The impact we have on each other and our individual environments is so fascinating to me. And though at times I feel like the world may be crashing down around me, the truth is, I am fine. I am blessed. I am surrounded by those I love, and those who love me. And I hope that in some small way I can give back all that has been given to me. I hope that even though I have little means, I can find a way to pay forward all that I have been given and then some.
Because I do not deserve such kindness. Yet it pours forth and fills my soul.
Until,
D :)
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