Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Jacks


Teaching the kids the fine art of playing jacks this evening.  So far we've lost a super ball and a jack.  Super ball went down a hole that went under the sidewalk.  I made the mistake of saying, "I hope nothing bites us in there".  Yeah, no one's going after that ball now.  Still have hopes that the sparkling light of setting sun will bounce off the missing jack and our eyes will catch it. 

(ilovemom.      I've been word bombed by the boy!!!)

Sunday, September 2, 2012

photo of the day - big brother's rock


Having mastered tying his own shoes, N offers to show L how to tie her shoes.  This photo makes me very happy as I see a shining example of how much these kids love each other.  Nice reminder in the midst of a week of squabbles and quibbles.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Harvest Fest 2012

The calender may say summer, but if you stand very still in the early morning air and take a deep breath you can smell fall already.  I'm ready.  It's my favorite time of year in Oregon.  Well, truth be told I like August - October.  The dog days of summer that melt into autumn and keep on rolling until Halloween.  The days just seem ripe with promise.  Promise of a good harvest, promise of the new school year (I still buy a few supplies for myself every year. The smell of a freshly sharpened #2 pencil makes me smile every time), promise of warms days and cool nights, promise of blazing colors and of course promise of the upcoming hibernation.

John Deere tractor 


In honor of the coming months we piled the family in the covered wagon (okay, the beat up Suzuki) and headed out to Sauvie Island to the first Harvest Fest of the fall.  There was a hayride and the corn ma(i)ze. There was the cow train (ow, ow, ow.... those cows need to get some shock absorbers) and a hay pyramid.   There was a whole new set of memories to create, and I'm pretty sure we made more then a few.

checking the clues to get out of the ma(i)ze







That's right honey, give us a smile.

getting bigger!

Whoa, I'm almost 4 feet tall!

"Neema" always had fun.

Too cool for words.

Even Mommy climbed to the top of the hay pyramid

Imagination drives the day

I think we're lost...


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Kudos to Patrick




So, this post is going to be about Patrick.  He doesn’t get much press around here.  Usually it’s all about the kids or me.  Which is really a shame because he’s a pretty terrific guy and he’s very much a part of our lives, what with being my husband, the father to the aforementioned kids etc etc.  So, this ones for him.

Patrick has had a pretty terrific summer.  He’ graduated with his Masters from Emporia State University’s School of Library and Information Management (SLIM as they called it) and had a full on production of his play “Continuum” produced.  Both of these things are wonderful accomplishments, but when you think the past year we’ve had I think they become even bigger.

In case you missed it, in the past 12 months my father passed away, I spent 3 weeks in the hospital and another 3 weeks at home recovering, my mother passed away and over the course of time I spent a total of over 4 weeks in Iowa.  (Which is going to be a story to tell in and of itself!)

Now in the midst of all this chaos Patrick kept the children fed and happy, the bills got paid and he kept his job, there were papers to write, presentations to give and re-writes to be done on the play, dishes to be done and laundry to be folded.   Oh, and he tended my incisions and comforted me when I thought I’d never recover. He ferried kids to birthday parties and kept up Friday night movie and pizza tradition. He was like the Energizer Bunny, never stopping. And if that wasn’t enough he did all this while managing to keep his 4.0 grade average.  It never once slipped.  I MEAN COME ON!  WHO CAN DO THAT?!?  Patrick Wohlmut that’s who.  When lesser men would have thrown in the towel (and to be fair, there was a point when I thought he would) he kept his wits about him kept his eye on the prize and just kept doing what needed to be done.

We are just so lucky to have a man who is as passionate about his family as he is about his school work and his creative endeavors.  He is a modest man when it comes to his parenting skills. He will often say that I am the better parent.  I say the jury is still out on that one.  (I mean let’s face it there’s puberty, teen-age angst, curfews, body piercings, boy/girlfriends and my own menopause to get through.  So, you know there’s a long haul to go before giving either one of us a “Better” rap then the other.)

Patrick would also be the first one to say that he didn’t do it all alone.  We had a “village” of family and friends who rallied around us and kept us sane and afloat. But, I am still so very impressed and proud of how he kept his head about him and stayed the course.  I know he was stressed, I know there were times when he thought it was too much and he would never see the end, but for the most part he kept that from us. (He also found that running was a great stress release) 

Summer is over and Patrick has landed a part time job at Washington State University (Vancouver campus) as a reference librarian.  He starts his training today.  Go Patrick!

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Feeding the fish


Ms L remembers to feed the fish after lights out.  

 

Friday, August 24, 2012

Photo of the day "17"



17: the number of the times I said, "Oh, look it's another Lego" today when we were cleaning the house.  (This creation is courtesy of Mr N.)

Thursday, August 23, 2012

photo of the day



You're never too old to need your Daddy.
LOVE