Another priceless quote from Hudson on Christmas Eve,
after finding out that Santa doesn't like to be seen and waits
until everyone is in bed before visiting:
"I can't wait to not see him!"
So awesome!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE
This season always seems stressful. We do that to ourselves,
I think. And just when I feel it's barely worth all the work
and worry, we are snuggling in bed this morning with Boon
and he says, quite exuberantly, referring to Christmas:
"It doesn't get any better than this!"
Wow. What a great kid and what a great part of Christmas...
the magic and joy it brings to children.
Merry Christmas Eve!
I think. And just when I feel it's barely worth all the work
and worry, we are snuggling in bed this morning with Boon
and he says, quite exuberantly, referring to Christmas:
"It doesn't get any better than this!"
Wow. What a great kid and what a great part of Christmas...
the magic and joy it brings to children.
Merry Christmas Eve!
Monday, December 22, 2008
OVERHEARD TODAY and WHAT I'VE LEARNED ABOUT WESTERN WASHINGTON AND SNOW
OVERHEARD TODAY FROM HUDSON:
"This laser is for getting bad guys and mommies."
And, as he saw a photo of his grandparents given to us for Christmas:
"Oh, cute!"
NOW, ABOUT THAT SNOW:
Snow. We have buckets of it.
Serious snow for practically anywhere, but especially
Western Washington.
Things I've learned about how people in
Western Washington deal with the snow
compared to the rest of the snow experiencing country:
Usually: snow boots
Western WA: rain boots
Usually: snow shovel
Western WA: garden rake
Usually: keep appointments, shop, attend functions, go to work
Western WA: none of the above
Usually: keep driving on the freeway
Western WA: abandon car on freeway and walk
Usually: news reports remind people of driving safely
Western WA: news reports remind people to pull their car
to the side of the freeway before abandoning it
Usually: schools stay open
Western WA: schools shut down
Usually: folks are ready with snow tires, chains, shovels, snow gear, etc.
Western WA: folks panic, run to the store to find that the shelves for
snow tires, chains, shovels, and snow gear are empty and sold out
Good thing it's beautiful and the boys really, really love it! :)
"This laser is for getting bad guys and mommies."
And, as he saw a photo of his grandparents given to us for Christmas:
"Oh, cute!"
NOW, ABOUT THAT SNOW:
Snow. We have buckets of it.
Serious snow for practically anywhere, but especially
Western Washington.
Things I've learned about how people in
Western Washington deal with the snow
compared to the rest of the snow experiencing country:
Usually: snow boots
Western WA: rain boots
Usually: snow shovel
Western WA: garden rake
Usually: keep appointments, shop, attend functions, go to work
Western WA: none of the above
Usually: keep driving on the freeway
Western WA: abandon car on freeway and walk
Usually: news reports remind people of driving safely
Western WA: news reports remind people to pull their car
to the side of the freeway before abandoning it
Usually: schools stay open
Western WA: schools shut down
Usually: folks are ready with snow tires, chains, shovels, snow gear, etc.
Western WA: folks panic, run to the store to find that the shelves for
snow tires, chains, shovels, and snow gear are empty and sold out
Good thing it's beautiful and the boys really, really love it! :)
Thursday, December 18, 2008
WHY?
WHY do my snowpants have ironing instructions on the tag?
WHY do manufacturers make pants with buttons for anyone under 6 years old?
WHY can't IKEA simply add a handful more of each kind of hardware so we don't run out and have to make a trip way the heck back there for more?
WHY are most holiday form letters so darn full of the bragadilio?
WHY do manufacturers make pants with buttons for anyone under 6 years old?
WHY can't IKEA simply add a handful more of each kind of hardware so we don't run out and have to make a trip way the heck back there for more?
WHY are most holiday form letters so darn full of the bragadilio?
Saturday, December 13, 2008
COURAGE MUSTERED and MINDS WARPED
OK, so after those few meager posts, I started to freak out. I got bloggers stagefright, and thought, "This is crazy. What if people someday read this crud?" OK, I said 'crap,' to try and edit for my imaginary audience. This has got to stop!
So, I'm trying my hand at this again. I realize this is for me and a great way to document the crazy little lucky life I am living. I think my Grandma Lorraine will totally jump at this blog thing in her next life, so here I go again.
It's the Christmas season. We don't go to church. We pretty much do nothing religiously related except for Boon's 2 low-key summer Bible Camp experiences.
Boon said something about the "Vible" the other day. Then he continued with,
"I've been to Summer Vible Camp like 10 times!"
Apparently not.
During December, I start to think that maybe my kids need to know just why we celebrate Christmas historically if nothing else.
I bought a PlayMobil nativity set.
The boys were excited.
Boon kinda knew what it was.
He refers to it as "the Jesus Kit."
Hudson says it's "Baby Cheezus and his camoe" (camel)
Sweet.
Did I mention that when they were smaller, they had a Little People Noah's Ark and we referred to it as "Grandma and Grandpa with their pets and boat?"
Warped for sure.
So, I'm trying my hand at this again. I realize this is for me and a great way to document the crazy little lucky life I am living. I think my Grandma Lorraine will totally jump at this blog thing in her next life, so here I go again.
It's the Christmas season. We don't go to church. We pretty much do nothing religiously related except for Boon's 2 low-key summer Bible Camp experiences.
Boon said something about the "Vible" the other day. Then he continued with,
"I've been to Summer Vible Camp like 10 times!"
Apparently not.
During December, I start to think that maybe my kids need to know just why we celebrate Christmas historically if nothing else.
I bought a PlayMobil nativity set.
The boys were excited.
Boon kinda knew what it was.
He refers to it as "the Jesus Kit."
Hudson says it's "Baby Cheezus and his camoe" (camel)
Sweet.
Did I mention that when they were smaller, they had a Little People Noah's Ark and we referred to it as "Grandma and Grandpa with their pets and boat?"
Warped for sure.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
RANDOM BOYS
We were returning from a weekend beachfront stay with a view of Mt. Baker.
Boon says to Hudson:
"Hudson, you're Mount Baker."
Hudson replies:
"Yeah."
Random boys.
Working up the desire to potty train Hudson.
He asks to see his poop every time he soils his diaper. No thanks.
Random boy.
Our tomatoes are slowly but surely ripening.
Boon says,
"Our yard is just like a farm. It's just like a farm except it
doesn't have any scarecrows."
Random boy.
I love the random everyday.
Boon says to Hudson:
"Hudson, you're Mount Baker."
Hudson replies:
"Yeah."
Random boys.
Working up the desire to potty train Hudson.
He asks to see his poop every time he soils his diaper. No thanks.
Random boy.
Our tomatoes are slowly but surely ripening.
Boon says,
"Our yard is just like a farm. It's just like a farm except it
doesn't have any scarecrows."
Random boy.
I love the random everyday.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Happy K Day!
I took my first born son to Kindergarten today. Wow. What a huge life change this will be, just one of many.
Here's how he handled it:
As we left the house, "I'm going to Kindergarten today! Yay!"
and
"Isn't it beautiful outside today?"
and later, in the classroom,
"Mom, can you get all the way out of the room? ALL the way, Mom?"
Here's how I handled it:
Sucked up the tears when I was near him, lost it in the morning before we started getting ready, took a million pictures, and got choked up as he entered the classroom.
Wow. A big life change. Such conflicting feelings I have. So happy and excited for him, and so not so sure about me. But, thank goodness my brain can tell my heart that this really is a good thing.
Here's how he handled it:
As we left the house, "I'm going to Kindergarten today! Yay!"
and
"Isn't it beautiful outside today?"
and later, in the classroom,
"Mom, can you get all the way out of the room? ALL the way, Mom?"
Here's how I handled it:
Sucked up the tears when I was near him, lost it in the morning before we started getting ready, took a million pictures, and got choked up as he entered the classroom.
Wow. A big life change. Such conflicting feelings I have. So happy and excited for him, and so not so sure about me. But, thank goodness my brain can tell my heart that this really is a good thing.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Who do I think I am?
It occurred to me as i read the last line of yesterday's post that I'm assuming that people other than me are actually reading my blog. Forgive my assumption and be assured I'll try not to let it happen again. OK, I'll TRY to try to not let it happen again.
In other news, Wyatt told me I shouldn't have shared his "little German" with others. He apparently thought that was just something that should be kept between him and I. Everyone's a comedian.
And, after the rather dismal day with my children (all of us crabby, tired, in need of a homecooked meal - wonder where we'll get that?), I am reminded of the wise words of my husband. Yesterday as I left to go to a movie with a friend, the two boys fell apart. Hudson cried and cried and clung and Boon insisted that "You can't ALWAYS go out with your friends." OK, I cannot even begin to tell you what's wrong with that statement.
Anyway, I said to Wyatt,
"They hate me."
His response:
"No, but their love does feel like that."
So true. So true. Wise beyond his years, I tell ya.
Anyhoo...the day continues. Tomorrow will be better. I can feel it in my nuggets.
In other news, Wyatt told me I shouldn't have shared his "little German" with others. He apparently thought that was just something that should be kept between him and I. Everyone's a comedian.
And, after the rather dismal day with my children (all of us crabby, tired, in need of a homecooked meal - wonder where we'll get that?), I am reminded of the wise words of my husband. Yesterday as I left to go to a movie with a friend, the two boys fell apart. Hudson cried and cried and clung and Boon insisted that "You can't ALWAYS go out with your friends." OK, I cannot even begin to tell you what's wrong with that statement.
Anyway, I said to Wyatt,
"They hate me."
His response:
"No, but their love does feel like that."
So true. So true. Wise beyond his years, I tell ya.
Anyhoo...the day continues. Tomorrow will be better. I can feel it in my nuggets.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
To kick off my first ever blog entry, I thought I'd ramble along with some random Davis Family thoughts from this summer:
Recovering from foot surgery takes a long time. I'm quite sick of it all.
Apparently, Hudson (3) has a baby in his tummy. It's a brother named Teesha and is still growing. When he feeds it cereal, it spits it out.
To 5 3/4 year old Boon (yes, he insists on the 3/4),the coolest thing about using your money to buy something at the store is getting change.
123456 spells "Carrot" in Hudson's special spelling land.
The process of growing veggies in the backyard is really all we needed this year. The harvest was meager, but we all had fun tending to our tiny carrots, wilted lettuce, and slug-eaten broccoli. The birds ate the strawberries and blueberries, but we have high hopes for the tomatoes.
Trophies are no longer just for winning. Kiddie soccer players and t-ball players now get them, and it's darn near cooler than playing or getting a uniform. Even coach Wyatt got one, so now we've got a collection going. How about the soccer mom? Or the t-ball coaches assistant/paper keeper/organizer/wife? Hmmmm....
Despite pouring rain and chilling winds, the Oregon Coast is still beautiful and fun.
Camping in the Olympic National Park is beautiful. It has it all...beaches and forests and rainforests and wildlife and fun for the whole family (well, except for the gimpy post-surgery mom who had to cross damn-near 1/4 mile of enormous driftwood to get to the beach...sheesh!). Despite that, we loved it!
We are very thankful that a visit with the children's cardiologist found Hudsons heart murmur to be innocent. Phew.
Getting your van detailed inside and out is a luxury everyone should have at least once in their lives. Sweet living.
I couldn't have been prouder to see Boon in a play after a weeklong drama camp. He was awesomely adorable and loved it. Maybe he'll have the theater interest like his mama used to.
Having my first mammogram really made me think about age. Hmmmm..37 ain't too far from 40 which ain't too far from 50 which...Crazy how fast time flies.
Kindergarten is looming, and while Boon seems excited and confident, his mother's childhood anxieties are rushing back. Interesting.
If you leave rocks and shells collected from the beach in a bag too long before you clean them out you just might come close to puking. Just might.
Scrapbooking has become such a great way for me to live more in the present moment and appreciate the little things in life.
Ten days in Germany for Wyatt and he still managed to communicate with an elderly man that knew no English. With Wyatt's little German, he was able to get where he needed to go when the train he was taking went to the end of the line.
Should your kid be nicknamed Poindexter when he gets excited to see pictures of presidents..."Ooooh! It's Abraham Lincoln!"?
A trip to Spokane is so much more enjoyable when you have almost 2 weeks. And it's so fun to take your own kids to the places you used to frequent as a kid...Riverfront Park, Manito Park, Downtown, etc. Fun, fun, fun.
Our current favorite family movie is Surf's Up...bunch of penguin surfers...best line is from Chicken Joe (voice by the Napoleon Dynamite dude): "I know he's out here somewhere. I can feel it in my nuggets."
OK...maybe that was more than any of you bargained for. Take a few moments to recover and come back soon.
Recovering from foot surgery takes a long time. I'm quite sick of it all.
Apparently, Hudson (3) has a baby in his tummy. It's a brother named Teesha and is still growing. When he feeds it cereal, it spits it out.
To 5 3/4 year old Boon (yes, he insists on the 3/4),the coolest thing about using your money to buy something at the store is getting change.
123456 spells "Carrot" in Hudson's special spelling land.
The process of growing veggies in the backyard is really all we needed this year. The harvest was meager, but we all had fun tending to our tiny carrots, wilted lettuce, and slug-eaten broccoli. The birds ate the strawberries and blueberries, but we have high hopes for the tomatoes.
Trophies are no longer just for winning. Kiddie soccer players and t-ball players now get them, and it's darn near cooler than playing or getting a uniform. Even coach Wyatt got one, so now we've got a collection going. How about the soccer mom? Or the t-ball coaches assistant/paper keeper/organizer/wife? Hmmmm....
Despite pouring rain and chilling winds, the Oregon Coast is still beautiful and fun.
Camping in the Olympic National Park is beautiful. It has it all...beaches and forests and rainforests and wildlife and fun for the whole family (well, except for the gimpy post-surgery mom who had to cross damn-near 1/4 mile of enormous driftwood to get to the beach...sheesh!). Despite that, we loved it!
We are very thankful that a visit with the children's cardiologist found Hudsons heart murmur to be innocent. Phew.
Getting your van detailed inside and out is a luxury everyone should have at least once in their lives. Sweet living.
I couldn't have been prouder to see Boon in a play after a weeklong drama camp. He was awesomely adorable and loved it. Maybe he'll have the theater interest like his mama used to.
Having my first mammogram really made me think about age. Hmmmm..37 ain't too far from 40 which ain't too far from 50 which...Crazy how fast time flies.
Kindergarten is looming, and while Boon seems excited and confident, his mother's childhood anxieties are rushing back. Interesting.
If you leave rocks and shells collected from the beach in a bag too long before you clean them out you just might come close to puking. Just might.
Scrapbooking has become such a great way for me to live more in the present moment and appreciate the little things in life.
Ten days in Germany for Wyatt and he still managed to communicate with an elderly man that knew no English. With Wyatt's little German, he was able to get where he needed to go when the train he was taking went to the end of the line.
Should your kid be nicknamed Poindexter when he gets excited to see pictures of presidents..."Ooooh! It's Abraham Lincoln!"?
A trip to Spokane is so much more enjoyable when you have almost 2 weeks. And it's so fun to take your own kids to the places you used to frequent as a kid...Riverfront Park, Manito Park, Downtown, etc. Fun, fun, fun.
Our current favorite family movie is Surf's Up...bunch of penguin surfers...best line is from Chicken Joe (voice by the Napoleon Dynamite dude): "I know he's out here somewhere. I can feel it in my nuggets."
OK...maybe that was more than any of you bargained for. Take a few moments to recover and come back soon.
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