Mamaw

I meant to post this last week but it was crazy busy around here all week. Along with Thanksgiving, this year we missed Reed's grandmother's 90th Birthday gathering. We were truly sad to miss such an event that included cards from all over. I think the aim was at least 90, one for each year but they received well over 100 for her, which is a great testament to the number of people who care for her.
Happy Birthday Mamaw!

Ball Fan

This little guy has been really great through t-ball season for big brother. He doesn't understand why he can't play (a tad too young) but he's been a trooper sitting on the sidelines while Carson has all the fun. He usually brings a toy or drawing pad but does pay attention when Carson is at bat and will yell encouragement and advice from the sidelines.
"Go Shash! Try to catch dat ball with yous glub!! Go Shash! Run big! Go Shash!!"

Subsequently, Carson always runs to home plate with a big grin and a thumbs up for his biggest (little) fan.

Untraditional

This year was our very first Thanksgiving without our family. I lost my grandmother earlier this year and we moved all the way across the country and for the first time, Reed and I were without family on this big holiday. We were pretty sad thinking of our families back east getting together, having 90th birthday parties for grandmothers without us (!) and good-naturedly bickering over who gets the last biscuit. Some friends invited us to their home to celebrate with them, and although we were apprehensive about intruding on someone else's family for the day, it turned out very well. They were gracious and friendly, their home beautiful and the food delicious. I made my fruit salsa and homemade cinnamon chips because, with temps in the 90's here, it just didn't seem like hot apple cider weather. The boys fell in love with the youngest daughter of the house and haven't stopped talking about her today. We came home and played board games and made some new traditions that we will hopefully continue even if we are back home with family next year. We hope you had as good a time as we did!

Speaks for itself

Brothers

I have a brother, so I know a few things about them. I know they will share secrets and bad smells and questionable treats with you. I know sometimes they are your only friend, your best friend and sometimes you don't even realise how lucky you are to have a sibling because even though you may have best friends, bestest BEST friends, nobody really knows you like the person who sat next to you through lectures about cleaning your room, whom you gave all your childhood diseases to, who understands your pathos as an adult might have something to do with a bully in 3rd grade or not getting chosen for that part in the school play in 10th. Things you don't really tell anyone else, that they just already know. It's part of your package as a family, the knowing-too-much-but-loving-them-anyway package, that you don't really get to choose but usually works out for the best. So far, it seems to be working out for the very best for these two.

The Future

Ahh, to be carefree like this again. When he's older and complaining of responsibilties and bills and girlfriend woes, I am going to pull this picture out as a reminder for him to do something that puts the sun on his face, the wind in his hair and that look in his eyes. And maybe it will make him feel more at peace. I know it's working for me. click pic to make it larger--it's worth it

Moo and Pups

 

My boys are not nurturers by nature (Say that three times fast) but the other day for some reason they decided to play parents to these critters. If you know us, you know who claimed which varmint by the blankies, right? They insisted they come with us to T-ball and declared they needed to be buckled too. Carson did the safety checks and we were off. Thank goodness we travel safe, ya know?

Just like Childhood

 

I know it's a bit out of focus, but I couldn't resist this picture of Trevor. He's so camera shy it's hard to get a good picture of what my baby REALLY looks like from day to day--that big open grin, eyes full of light and excitement. Those wispy curls that fly out all over the place. And shouldn't all childhood memories look like this--supremely happy and slightly fuzzy? Real life with this 3 year old means not sitting still. And we wouldn't have it any other way.

With an average sized head

There's this commercial that comes on the kids station now that has Dora and George Lopez on it. At the end of the commercial, George goes, "And I thought I had a big head." Trevor, being the little sponge in the house, thinks this is hysterical.

Yesterday, someone came to the door trying to sell magazines. I let her do her spiel because I really feel awful turning someone down cold, but I also feel bad making people do all that work when I know I'm going to say no. Anyone got a happy medium for this?? Anyway, she does her routine and I'm telling her "Thanks, but we really don't need any magazines, but good luck" yadda yadda and just then Trevor peers through the doorway, looks at her and exclaims: "Man! I thought I had a big head!"

I thought she was going to crack up trying to keep a straight face. And yeah, maybe we didn't buy any magazines for her, and maybe she won't be able to go to Europe now on her summer vacation ("I get 500 points if you'd just get something from THIS page!!"), but I'm fairly certain she at least had fun at our house. Which may or may not be a deterrent for her friends. Be Warned: We are stingy with the pocketbook but free flowing with the witty banter. Even our young.

A Few more pics...

 

Sedona Part Two

Montezuma's Castle in Tuzigoot National Forest:

People lived in these holes...high up the mountain face:




Oak Creek Canyon Stream...





This time I got to see Sedona a bit more in depth and took some pretty pictures to share with you! It sure is beautiful!

Sweet!

Last night was super fun! Our whole neighborhood seemed to be outside...the weather here is very nice this time of year so many people just sat in their driveways handing out candy so they could watch the parade of kids going by.
We got started at 6, right at dark and all the kids were super cute. Carson-pirate, Trevor-Peter Pan, Dallas-Han Solo and Dylan-Yoda.

Just last year we were TOT'ing with the whole gang in Brandy's neighborhood out in Fletcher. Funny how much can change in a year.

Happy Hallowe'en Everyone!

First things first: Happy Hallowe'en! We are very excited for Sha-sha (Carson) to get out of school so that we can take a quick nap and then get ready for Halloween tonight. We went for a little drive this morning with Daddy out to the White Tank Mountains (where houses are Estates...not houses) to see a customer of his that he's become friends with, and the lady of the house...err...Estate let him pick a treat from her treat bowl. She was trying to give him a few "for the road", but he very politely said "No thank you, I'll just have this one." She thought it was very funny that a kid wouldn't take more candy, especially when offered, but he's a silly little boy.
This week at Carson's school is School Spirit Week. Monday he wore his pajamas, Tuesday was Movie Star Day--shirt and tie, hair slicked up and sunglasses and today was Crazy Hair Day. He has it all spiked up and painted black...sooo funny! He was worried he would be the only one participating until we got to school and saw all the other crazy-haired kids already there. It'll also just fit in with the pirate look tonight. Here's the pic!

The weather has been great here and now that we're all feeling better we're looking forward to going to the park every night like we like to. At the very least, we take a walk or let the kids ride their bikes after dinner...it's a ritual and they love it! I have to say, we love it too. Just nice and easy and fun and we don't have to rush off somewhere or drive. The neighbors go with us a good bit and it's fun to get together for adult chat too. I know this is sooo boring right now, but with us being sick I don't have much else to talk about besides laundry and carpet cleaner (Folex is the bomb!)

Hope you have a safe Halloween!

Missing Fall Colors

It's our first fall out west and one of the things we've noticed (besides the ever present 90 degree temps) is that the colors are the same as they always are. The grass may brown a bit, and some leaves may fall--mostly mesquite pods that my kids like to crack and make a huge mess with--but nothing pretty in terms of what we're used to--those bright reds and oranges that fade to brown. Yeah, I'm waxing nostalgic today (and I sound like I'm about 60) so I'll stop, but here's a few pictures from our last home in case you are without fall colors too. We climbed to these falls last year up in Dupont Forest and this picture doesn't even do it justice. Just beautiful.

Monday

First, Woohoo! for the Red Sox! We were waving our little RSN flag way down here in Phoenix last night for our team. And for the first time, were grateful to live out west where the game ended at 9 PM instead of 12. :) Small blessings...lol

Second, Trevor informed me that Petey Pants wears GREEN pants, and that if he could maybe just wear some green pants instead that would be just fine. He knows how to sweet talk me, so he got some dark green pj pants (that he needed anyway--the boy is a weed!) and now I think we're all set. I have a few more surprises in store for them--Carson is getting a bag o' gold coins for his belt and Trevor's getting a wee container of pixie dust. We plan on TOT'ing with Genifer and David and their boys first and then hanging out in front of one of our houses to hand out our own candy and let the boys run around. No T-ball that night, thank goodness. I'll be sure to take tons of pictures.

Here's one little pic from Disney that I liked and here's why. We were at MGM, and Trevor ADORES Jessi from Toy Story. He calls her "Joffee". So we stood in line for 20 minutes to see Joffee and when we got there...he wouldn't budge. He was scared to pieces, poor thing, but Joffee was so sweet and kind. She slowly meandered over to him, took her time, and played peek a boo with him. Then she stuck her hand out and took it away. Then she blew him a kiss and turned around for a few minutes and talked to Carson. When she was done, she turned around and looked at Trev again and made the sign like "Is he ready to talk to me now?" And he was! She waited for him to be comfortable, then she made sure she wasn't too fast when it was his turn. She gave him a sweet kiss, played high five, peek a boo and then a big hug at the end. He was SO ecstatic. "Joffee likes me! She really does!!" And after that, the rest of the week was a breeze. He went up to any characters we saw and shook their hand and hugged them.
Now, if only we'd seen her before we'd seen Aladdin and Jasmine (his other heroes). Oh well...next time!

What a week

Carson brought home a yucky stomach bug this week and after T-ball on Wednesday it hit. It's never easy when your kids are sick, but he's a trooper. Does his business and says "I'm sorry I made a mess, Mommy." No whining, no crying. By Thursday afternoon he was fine! Then Friday morning it hit Trevor...not good. Trevor has never really been sick that way and he was scared and upset every time. Poor baby. We were up half the night Wednesday with Carson and then Friday night with Trevor. I think we all need naps today! Luckily, everyone seems to be fine and playing nicely. Huge Relief! Just don't stop by our house today because it's a wreck. Makeshift sick beds and tons of laundry--I did the yuckiest first, but it's still been piling up.

My friend Jennifer is coming this week for an Arizona visit and I am planning to take her to Sedona. Very exciting! We'll be sure to take tons of pictures.
Have a happy Halloween everyone!!

When did this happen?

When did my baby become a Big Boy like this? He doesn't even look like a little kid anymore...so grown up. Makes me wanna stick him in feety pajamas that say "I (HEART) Mom". Do those come in size 6??

Driving in the Desert

Trevor Today

I see Trevor stalking around with a spatula and a strainer from the kitchen drawer and ask what he's doing.
"Hunting elephants, mom." in the tone that implies that it's fairly obvious just what he's doing.
"What will you do if you catch one?"
"I check to see if it has big enough ears to fly like Dumbo. If it has baby ears, I let it go."
"Do you think the strainer and spatula are big enough to catch an elephant??"
"Well, I'm pretty strong, too."

Homemade Halloween

My mom sewed quite a bit when I was little, and I never thought I had that gene that made people WANT to sew things...I love crafty stuff and creating, but with fabric? Not my cup of tea.
But for this Halloween, Trevor wanted to be Peter Pan. The only good Peter Pan costume I could find was at Disney Store for $50! While I love my boy, I'm not quite Halloween-gooey enough to spend that on something he'll probably be over next month. So I thought...how hard can it be? And cut him a shirt out of a shirt I kept for my neice. It was so adorable (and required no sewing) so I thought I'd do a belt. That was pretty darn easy--even the little sword holder required little thought. I got more confident. So when Carson asked for me to make him a pirate outfit, I thought how hard can it be?LOL Well, it was harder than I thought--the original intent was to make a Captain Hook coat complete with lacy trim. We didn't quite get there, but what we did get is pretty darn cute if I say so myself.

Trevor as Peter Pan:



He had the sword already and the pants are big brothers. Yes, they are the same size now. The shirt was about to go to goodwill, I'm not even sure how it got moved out here. the belt was leftover brown felt from Carson's cowboy vest a few halloweens ago--my very first venture! and the hat was just felt square at Walmart for .20. woohoo!


Carson as a pirate:


The shirt was Reed's old work shirt. I cut it apart and resewed the top and sides to make a vest that was more his size. I cut down the middle for an opening. I cut out a piece of white fabric square from another junk shirt and drew the skull and bones in with permanent marker--then stitched it with big stitches to cover a work logo. I cut up the bottom in a zig zag. Then I made the belt out of the bottom of one of reed's old black shirts and sewed a loop for his sword holder. I had him put on shorts over some old stripey pj pants and we had all the accessories already. SOOOO easy.