Inspired by Ronnie to eat more of those fabulous greens...here is my counter
Here was last nights dinner.
Included : Romaine, green onion, red bell pepper, snow peas, parsley, alfalfa sprouts, tomatoes and
this great dressing that Jeff selected...
from this book.
Breakfast yesterday morning was a smoothie of strawberries, bananas, almond milk and romaine. I think I like kale better in smoothies. Can't wait to try this one!
1. Family is what you make it to be.
2. Knitted rows go back and forth.
3. I love a good poke.
4. A smoothie makes a good meal.
5. I've got the groove!
6. You don't play Mario Kart? : wth!!!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to snuggles with my boys, tomorrow my plans include seeing good friends and Sunday, I want to squeeze on Annie and party at her new pad!
In 23 days, Annie will be the age I was when I met her.
Kade will be the age Annie was when she met Kai.
Kai will be the age Annie was when she met Kade.
Time is fleeting and precious. I love the changes it has brought and the people that these three are. It just seems to have gone by faster than I thought it would.
If you are looking for me...you can find me snuggling with one of them.
We went up to see Auntie Mary a few weekends ago. The boys generally like to go up there. She is always ready for us. There's popcorn made and drinks chilled. Kade and I went down to the pool for a bit while Kai and Auntie Mary talked. When we got back from the pool, she mentioned she had saved a few things for us to watch with her. Up comes Victor Borge. One of my all time favorites. The boys say they don't want to watch, at first. Then slowly they both come into the room and enjoy this show with us. Here is one of their favorite parts...and one that I would have to listen to it over and over to actually follow the whole story.
I love that they heard great music artistically interpreted.
I know I have been absent. However, that is mostly because we have been busy. Aside from the trip back East to see our family and friends, we have been visiting friends here and also visiting places.
Today we went to the Whaley House in old town San Diego. We arrived a tad early and were able to see friends before we went into the museum itself. Part of the joy was bumping into the man behind the Old Town Ghost Tours and Secret Haunted Places, Mike Brown. He volunteered to take us into the cafe and use some of his equipment to interact with one of the ghosts there. Of course, we said, YES! John, the ghost, is apparently stuck in that room. He did come down and make the machine sound off. John stays near the ceiling, so that is where we looked first. It was amazing as well as a bit creepy. Definitely worth every second.
Then it came time to tour the museum. Bill, our incredible docent, and another wonderful young woman, were very helpful and informative. He told us all about the history of the house and answered Kade's questions with humor and respect. Kade, of course, wants to know if he makes money being a docent and if Kade can wear the costume.
It was a wonderful tour. The grounds are beautifully maintained as well. There is a lovely gazebo the boys enjoyed playing around. Kade said there was a ghost woman who was there. He said she liked watching them play. Too cool.
After the Whaley House, we headed down to the El Campo Santo Cemetery located two blocks south. The boys explored a bit. Kade was able to roam freely. Kai said he felt heavy and 'not well' while we were in the cemetery, itself. Once we were out, he was fine, though. One of the unusual things about the El Campo Santo Cemetery is part of the cemetery was taken over by the expanding town. There are markers, now, that show where grave sites are. Like the Roseline metal markers, these grave identifiers are numerous along the sidewalk and some are even in the street.
Overall a fun day with friends. We came home, made lunch and rice crispy treats. What could be better, I ask?
OH! Oh, oh. Forgot to mention. C saw Thomas Whaley on the upstairs balcony while we were listening to the docent up in the theatre. She thought it was just someone working at the museum until she came downstairs and was looking at the pictures in the country store. She gasped and said, "I saw this man, Thomas Whaley, upstairs!!!!" Too much fun.
I redid this slideshow and added a few pictures from our friend. Also, this one has music, so you may wish to pause the music on the side bar. Enjoy!
This morning I awoke to two precious eyes, recently returning from dreamland, looking into mine. I smiled and moved the hair away from his eyes. Looking deep in the depths of them, I told him he was beautiful. He stated, "I know, Mama" as he snuggled closer.
It filled my heart with warmth and happiness.
He knows.
He believes it.
Early on in my parenting journey I remembered hearing that a child sees himself/herself with the same eyes a parent sees them. If you see your child and notice all the things out of place: the smudges of food on his/her face, the shirt crumpled and on backwards or shoes on the wrong feet; your child will see themselves with "flaws".
I am one who has had to put that perfectionist away. I needed to remind myself, all the time at first, to see myself and them with eyes that truly loved...and saw beauty.
So the happiness I feel when they notice their beauty or are confident in themselves is truly a joy.
