I think this is a cool picture and just wanted to share it with you all. This is Asa playing at McDonald's playland - he is such a monkey!
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Asa at Playland
I think this is a cool picture and just wanted to share it with you all. This is Asa playing at McDonald's playland - he is such a monkey! 
FelonSpy - a website worth checking out
I received this link in a forward and had to check it out. Under "who we track" this is what they say -
"We track virtually everyone with a criminal record including sex offenders, ex-cons (felony and misdemeanor), and those guilty of some of the more serious traffic infractions. You have the right to know who your neighbors are. We hope to track persons accused of crimes but acquitted in the future, but at this time we do not have sufficient funding to expand our database that far."
I ran my address and was surprised at what I found - it isn't going to cause me to move but it is nice to have a heads up about who lives around you!
Leigh Anne
"We track virtually everyone with a criminal record including sex offenders, ex-cons (felony and misdemeanor), and those guilty of some of the more serious traffic infractions. You have the right to know who your neighbors are. We hope to track persons accused of crimes but acquitted in the future, but at this time we do not have sufficient funding to expand our database that far."
I ran my address and was surprised at what I found - it isn't going to cause me to move but it is nice to have a heads up about who lives around you!
Leigh Anne
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Notes from Leigh Anne...
Happy New Year to you all!!
I'm trying to get my head around the fact it is 2008. Where did the 90's go? or even 2000? Was it 8 years ago that we were all worried about y2K and the melt down of all technology? Which, by the way, I didn't totally buy into. I figured that they knew it was coming so somebody, somewhere was working on it. I also figured if I needed to go build an outhouse I could do that in the year 2000 just as easy as I could in 1999.
We had a wonderful Christmas. Santa was good to all! Although the furniture and all our walls, trim, and doors are suffering from Asa and his new tricycle. Not only is this wheel base wider than the ones before, we have now discovered the joy of "I crash." He also got lots of books, craft supplies, blocks and trucks. All such MUSTS for a little boy! The favorites seem to be a basketball game (hit a lever and it shoots a ball) from the dollar tree, and his scissors (we've had a few rounds of "No, you don't cut the furniture"). I guess you can say he isn't exactly high maintenance. But, I'm sure that will change over the next few years. I know Martin's toys are expensive so I'm enjoying this time while Asa's are not!
My birthday was the other day. Asa sang to me for two days "Happy to you" before switching to "Happy to Asa." When I reminded him it was my birthday I got a "Happy to Asa and Mommy" response. Not sure where the birthday part of the song went but it was REALLY cute to listen to him. He also helped me bake my (which promptly became HIS with an occasional OUR) birthday cake. He picked out "Barbie" decorations at the grocery store and Martin had the idea of adding a strawberry jam and pecans as a layer in the middle. I must say it was a really good birthday cake, if I do say so myself!!
Today is back to normal day. We've not really discussed new years resolutions but I keep thinking mine is going to be to run another 5K this year. I've not done that for about 3 years now (pre Asa) and I do miss it! Not so much the competition of the race (I'm usually a strong competitor for last place :-) but just being able to go the distance. One day I'd like to take Asa to the little "tot trots" I think he would like that.
I'm trying to get my head around the fact it is 2008. Where did the 90's go? or even 2000? Was it 8 years ago that we were all worried about y2K and the melt down of all technology? Which, by the way, I didn't totally buy into. I figured that they knew it was coming so somebody, somewhere was working on it. I also figured if I needed to go build an outhouse I could do that in the year 2000 just as easy as I could in 1999.
We had a wonderful Christmas. Santa was good to all! Although the furniture and all our walls, trim, and doors are suffering from Asa and his new tricycle. Not only is this wheel base wider than the ones before, we have now discovered the joy of "I crash." He also got lots of books, craft supplies, blocks and trucks. All such MUSTS for a little boy! The favorites seem to be a basketball game (hit a lever and it shoots a ball) from the dollar tree, and his scissors (we've had a few rounds of "No, you don't cut the furniture"). I guess you can say he isn't exactly high maintenance. But, I'm sure that will change over the next few years. I know Martin's toys are expensive so I'm enjoying this time while Asa's are not!
My birthday was the other day. Asa sang to me for two days "Happy to you" before switching to "Happy to Asa." When I reminded him it was my birthday I got a "Happy to Asa and Mommy" response. Not sure where the birthday part of the song went but it was REALLY cute to listen to him. He also helped me bake my (which promptly became HIS with an occasional OUR) birthday cake. He picked out "Barbie" decorations at the grocery store and Martin had the idea of adding a strawberry jam and pecans as a layer in the middle. I must say it was a really good birthday cake, if I do say so myself!!
Today is back to normal day. We've not really discussed new years resolutions but I keep thinking mine is going to be to run another 5K this year. I've not done that for about 3 years now (pre Asa) and I do miss it! Not so much the competition of the race (I'm usually a strong competitor for last place :-) but just being able to go the distance. One day I'd like to take Asa to the little "tot trots" I think he would like that.
Mommy letter to Santa
Dear Santa ,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years. Here are my Christmas wishes: I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere. If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools. I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog. If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family. Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM...
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years. Here are my Christmas wishes: I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere. If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools. I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog. If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family. Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM...
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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Friday, November 30, 2007
The Wonder of Having Sons
I (like most everyone out there) have tons of forwards come through my inbox every year and this is one of my favorite ones!! My son isn't old enough to do these things yet but I know they are coming all to soon for two reasons - I have a husband AND a father who would have done all these (if they had had ceiling fans and water beds :-) I've posted it here for you all to enjoy!
THE WONDER OF HAVING SONS for those of you who do, and those smart enough not to
For those of you who were fortunate to have daughters ONLY, be glad.... be very, very glad....And you also find out very interesting things when you have sons, like ....
1.) A king size wat er-bed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 10cm deep.
2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.
3.) A 3-year old boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 15kg Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 5m x 5m room.
5.) You should not throw cricket balls up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a cricket ball a long way.
6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a cricket ball hit by a ceiling fan.
7.) When you he ar the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
8.) Brake fluid mixed with white king makes smoke, and lots of it.
9.) A 6-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.
10.) Certain Legos will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old boy.
11.) 'Play Dough' and 'microwave' should not be used in the same sentence
12.) Super Glue is forever.
13.) No matter how much Jelly you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.
14.) Pool filters do not like Jelly.
15.) VCR's do not eject Peanut Butter & Jam sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odour is.
19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
20.) The fire department in East Melbourne has a 3-minute response time.
21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy
22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids.25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the WhiteKing and brake fluid.
THE WONDER OF HAVING SONS for those of you who do, and those smart enough not to
For those of you who were fortunate to have daughters ONLY, be glad.... be very, very glad....And you also find out very interesting things when you have sons, like ....
1.) A king size wat er-bed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 10cm deep.
2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.
3.) A 3-year old boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 15kg Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 5m x 5m room.
5.) You should not throw cricket balls up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a cricket ball a long way.
6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a cricket ball hit by a ceiling fan.
7.) When you he ar the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
8.) Brake fluid mixed with white king makes smoke, and lots of it.
9.) A 6-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.
10.) Certain Legos will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old boy.
11.) 'Play Dough' and 'microwave' should not be used in the same sentence
12.) Super Glue is forever.
13.) No matter how much Jelly you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.
14.) Pool filters do not like Jelly.
15.) VCR's do not eject Peanut Butter & Jam sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odour is.
19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
20.) The fire department in East Melbourne has a 3-minute response time.
21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy
22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids.25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the WhiteKing and brake fluid.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Things You Learn From A 2 Year Old
You know they say you never stop learning. Well, I learned something new the other day. It isn't something life altering, in fact, it is probably something that I could have figured out if I had thought about it...soap sticks to walls!
How did I come to learn this? From a 2 year old! I was in the bathroom cleaning and I looked out in the hall and saw something on the wall. It was about hip high, round and off white. I knew immediately what it was but I had to look at my son and ask him anyway. "What" I said "is on the wall?" "Soap" he said with a big grin. Then he proceeded to remove it and show me again how he could swirl it around on the wall until it would stay. A short time later to his disappointment he figured out that it wouldn't stay very long and that was the end of my soap wall decor.
Life with a 2 year old is filled with these revelations, both for him and for myself. Time passes so quickly and one day I'm sure he will roll his eyes at me for finding these simple little things so endearing.
Originally Published Nov 15, 2007
How did I come to learn this? From a 2 year old! I was in the bathroom cleaning and I looked out in the hall and saw something on the wall. It was about hip high, round and off white. I knew immediately what it was but I had to look at my son and ask him anyway. "What" I said "is on the wall?" "Soap" he said with a big grin. Then he proceeded to remove it and show me again how he could swirl it around on the wall until it would stay. A short time later to his disappointment he figured out that it wouldn't stay very long and that was the end of my soap wall decor.
Life with a 2 year old is filled with these revelations, both for him and for myself. Time passes so quickly and one day I'm sure he will roll his eyes at me for finding these simple little things so endearing.
Originally Published Nov 15, 2007
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