Nov 22, 2009

Nov 18, 2009

A Weekend at the Beach

We went back "home" this last weekend to Salinas where I grew up. My parents live only 20 minutes from the beach. We visited lots of old friends, stayed with my parents, and spend Saturday in Monterey enjoying the ocean. We first walked out on the Wharf to have clam chowder in bread bowls for lunch. Domenico's is delicious, but the best part is the view overlooking the wharf and the pelicans which sit against the window and entertain you while you eat. Seals, sea lions, and otters popped up every now and then too, and many different kinds of boats sailed right past the window on their way in or out to sea.Then we walked out down to the Coast Guard pier where the sea lions love to hang out. That one trying to get up on the rocks was particularly loud and noisy.Most sea lions ignored him however, and slept peacefully in the sun.We were enjoying the outdoors too much to go home, so we headed out around the point to Asilomar beach where the tide pools are. Hunter and grandad are scouting out sea anemonies, star fish and hermit crabs.
The rocks were slippery. Ainsley preferred hanging out on the beach and playing in the sand. She did not like climbing around on the rocks. The kids were too afraid to touch the sea anemonies even though I demonstrated how harmless and squishy they are. They covered almost every square inch of the rocks. Finally I got Ainsley to touch them, and that convinced Hunter that he should try it too (however cautiously). All in all, it was a lovely three day visit, and a nice break in the business of life.

Nov 10, 2009

If I only I had posted.......

Throughout the day I compose twitter or facebook updates in my head as a way of mumbling to myself about my lot in life. While pretty much NONE of these get posted, I would just like to share with you a smattering of a few of the ones that were composed in my head and discarded this week.

Ainsley has taken her pants and diaper off in her crib for the umpteenth time this week. Why does she insist on sleeping naked?

Hunter has decided that underwear, and only underwear, is the perfect outfit for the day.

While baking a pie for our friends tonight, it dripped and just about smoked us out. The pie was still good though.

I forgot I still had pie drippings in my oven from last night, and just about smoked us out again while I preheated the oven for tonight's biscuits. No bread tonight.

Ainsley told me her room was "spikey". I figured out the light was off and she meant "spooky."

Hunter woke up this morning with a ring around his mouth from last night's chocolate sauce on his ice cream. I guess I was more into getting him into bed than cleanliness. Oops.

Ainsley dressed herself this morning. The bottoms were the pink sparkley bottoms of her bikini swimsuit. The top was her heavy jacket. She told me she was ready to go outside now.

Hunter is running around our backyard with his cowboy hat, trench coat and underwear on. That's all.

Hunter has decided that if we have a girl, we are naming her Angelina. Daddy and I veto.

Hunter's new word is "ridiculous." He uses it quite liberally. Especially on things I do.

Ainsley was told not to bounce on my bed. She fell off and bit all the way through her lip. Guess she learned.

Why do I find racetracks clamped to every piece of furniture in my livingroom? I'm not allowed to move them either. Hunter says so.

Why did Ainsley feel the need to dump over all my folded laundry so she could find and dig out a shirt on the bottom to wear?

How is it two kids can fight so hard, and then cuddle like this on the couch like nothing ever happened two minutes later?
How come supermoms don't get paid?

Nov 7, 2009

8 weeks or so...

I am 8 weeks or so now. This picture was taken a week ago at 7 weeks. And I'm already showing. Crazy huh? And so not fair! I just hate moving into those maternity clothes and leaving my closet behind. Because I was (and am) feeling so sick, the doctor on Wednesday did an ultrasound to make sure there was only one in there (I wasn't so sick feeling with my other two kids). Rest assured, there is only one with a big strong heartbeat. The doc prescribed Zofran so I can get back to the land of the living. It only seems to work about 50% of the time and then only for the first 2 to 3 hours after taking it. But I have to wait 8 hours for another dose. Maybe a black shirt would have worked much better for this picture, but that would have involved finding one in the massive piles of laundry on my floor. See those deep circles under my eyes.....I was so not in the mood.I popped out very quickly with Ainsley too, but luckily I slowed down to normal size after about 4 months. Here is a picture of me a week before she is due and one hour before my scheduled c-section with her. See! Normal size. So I'm not too worried. I feel humongous, but don't look it too much. The main problem with feeling sick is the state of my house. After about 3pm, I feel like I can't cope and spend the rest of the day on the couch or in bed. Making dinner is pure torture. Poor poor Tone. He comes home from being gone for a few days to find a messy (OK, disastrous) house and no dinner and the kids going crazy. He said I needed to ORDER the doctor to give me something. Haha. Just one more month....just one more month of this.....I hope.

Nov 3, 2009


Halloween. The holiday where Hunter decides to be something weird and then I have to figure out how to make it. He decided this year he wanted to be a "big fat hippo." Really? Yeah, so this is what I finally made him. Here he is at school in the costume parade. Obviously he won for his grade level for "funniest costume". Luckily, Ainsley informed me she wanted to be a ladybug. Good something completely normal. Something you can buy at Walmart for $12. My kind of costume. Then we went to the pumpking patch for a birthday party. Actually, we had two birthday parties and a block party to go to on Halloween. I think we were home for all of one hour that day. It was pretty tiring to say the least. In fact, this next picture is at about 4:00 and napless Ainsley is starting to show a little attitude. This stump was the first step into a set of tall steps that went up the tree to a big tree house. And the train went by underneath it. So Hunter loved to stand up there and watch the train go by. And then of course we rode the train too.
Captain Jack Sparrow made an appearance at the party. Who knew he loved shaved ice?
And what tree house is complete without a rope swing?
So way too much cake and sweets later....
We finally went home just in time to join the neighbors for some trick or treating. Hunter didn't like it (shyness always gets the better of him), but Ainsley did. She thought it was the best thing ever. She also figured out if you say "trick or treat" more than once and keep holding your bucket out, you might get double treats. What a conniver!
Hope you had a happy halloween!
And if you made it this far through the post, then you should know that the winner of the cap is Sarah Stepanian! Congrats!