Babble


In lieu of a card, (and not because I forgot to get you one, but because you said “stop spending money!” and I listen to every rule you make like a good wife does) I hereby pay hommage to my husband.
My baby daddy.
My bestie with the mostest.
My man.

David, no man has ever given me as much:
Support, friendship, financial assistance, sights around the world and unconditional love.
Of course, no man has even given me as much heartburn, but that’s another post for another day.

You are the light of my life, and I thank you for all that you have given to me, and our little family.
We’ve gone on a lot of really cool adventures, and hopefully we’ll get off this “Trip to Hell and Back” we’re taking now, soon.
Then we can take a REAL trip somewhere cool.

I can’t imagine any of my life without ‘choo.
I love your guts, and I’m really glad you were born.

Love,
Your wife, babymomma and buddy.
And Ava too.
(oh and Uncle Bloopers says “whaddup” as well)

ps – remember a long time ago when we were whining about turning THIRTY? Yeh, Dude. That was eight years ago. You’re old.

I had the chance to click on an adorable (highschool) graduate last weekend, who is one of many strong and brave women in her family. We had a blast!

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Then I had one of the most stunningly-beautiful families stop by my “Clickapalooza” event, and all I can say is:
wow. (and I get to click on that newborn in a couple weeks too!! squueeee!)

A couple more families to come… and a WEDDING TOO !

More nibbles:
Let’s peek at a brave lil’ bird… shall we?

Dimples, cute sisters.. faux hawks… REALLY? Yes!

(trying out a new slideshow format… WWYT?)
Some random photos of park-playing, zoo-going, Reems-meetin’, hot weather-meltin’ fun in the sun!

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So years ago I worked in (TV) commercial production. We had a client that wanted a “Crazy Cat Lady” shoot, with 37 cats running around a haggered lady in an apron. Said Haggered Lady was this pretty red head who’s name I can’t seem to find on IMDB. But she was our main gal. Ends up not only was she allergic to cats (um, good call there agent) but we had a real bonafide movie star amongst us.
She played the shopkeeper that sold Meryl Streep the red dress in Bridges of Madison County. Meryl was in River Runs Wild with Kevin Bacon. And Booh-yah! I just won the game. (unless you can beat me…. leave a comment to take me down)

Anywho…. on our way back from the Nebraska wedding, we took many roads off the beaten path to chase these Bridges of Madison County. Ends up there several. Who knew? You can easily follow the brown signs from one to the next. Silly signmakers didn’t bother to put mile markers on said signs, so you have no idea if you’re driving for 10 minutes or 10 hours. Let me just say Ava didn’t appreciate THAT one bit of missing information.
But it was a nice day and we were in no hurry to get home. So drive we did, and crossed some bridges when we came to them.

Roll Tape.

(think Davez’s family is awesome.)

We were recently guests at Cousin Elle’s wedding to her beau Roy. It was a lovely, albeit beyond hot, weekend.
Here’s a peek at a bunch of the kids, cousins and friends that were there.

Enjoy!
(if you would like the full resolution files emailed to you, please make sure I have your email address)

He may have been a total pain in the ass growing up, and stolen my stuff way too many times…
but he made a really cute kid with his darling wife, “NayNay” and I just wanted to put it all together for him.
Enjoy!

I’m feeling pretty sentimental tonight… going back thru the archives and watching videos of Ava’s younger days.
While I realize there’s nothing as boring as watching someone else’s home videos….
you’re ‘gunna hafta’ admit these are pretty cute.

A cute undercover moment telling Gram she’s coming:

Newborn:

One of my favorites of ALL times:

Monkey Jumping:

She’s walking:

Cry, Cry, Cry

The Famous Rody video:

And a more recent grocery list in the making:

I’ve got a cute one on deck… the girl just wants to DANCE… stay tuned!

Three years ago today I was given the most special gift in the whole entire world. There was nothing I wanted more, and I’ve cherished every SECOND since.

A giant massive THANK YOU to my husband for all he’s given to me, and 10000 times that to my adorable daughter, who makes my life worth living.
I love both your gutz. A LOT.

So for about about a week, Ava has been running around, frantically telling me “Dinky Dinky Dooooo” and making her “sign” I guess, for dinosaur. Roar!! roar! and this funny thing she does with her hands.

She won’t quit talking about it, and I HAVE NO STINKIN’ CLUE WHAT SHE IS TALKING ABOUT !!

She has this enthusiam in her eyes when she speaks of this ‘Dinky” thing, but I just can’t figure her out.

Last nite:

Me: “Who’s Dinky doo?”

Ava: DINKY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Me: yeh, I know. where?

Ava: RIght ‘dere! (points at the TV)

Me: lady or guy?

Ava: Roar !!!!! (more dino moves)

Me: where did you watch this? (at this point I’m thinking Grammies, although the TV is usually not on there)

Ava: right DERE! (again with the TV)

So I go to Nick’s schedule, and start paging thru. Holy chit, low and behold. there’s a DAMN SHOW NAMED “PINKY DINKY DOO” and it’s on in the mornings. The one I pulled up on Nick online…. has a dinosaur family discussing the social aspects of being vegetarians. lol. I have NO idea how she saw it, she won’t let Davez get her up, and I monitor how much TV she watches.

OMG, if you guys could have seen this girl’s face when I turned on Pinky Dinky Doo, your heart would have melted into mush. SO fircken cute.

She’s watching it right now. it’s kinda a cute show. I have no idea why she loves it, but I don’t care. Her smile….. ahhhhh………….

Here’s a peek of this cute show:

“When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.”

I have a $1M bounty on the head of the TOOL that declared that one.

Sometimes you get a nice pretty bowl of lemons, pretty and swank enough to toss in a fancy crystal bowl and display them on your table. Sometimes you get a whole chitload of lemons dumped on your front lawn, and you have no choice but to DO something with them.
I for one tend to ignore them, or whine about them being there…

but today a dear friend helped me make some lemonade.

It was the simple act of her dragging me out of the house and taking the kids to the beach. But in the simple act of sitting there enjoying our girlz, I learned so very much
I was reminded of things I already know.

There is no better noise than that of a baby laughing. Or any kid laughing. Or any laugh. Period.

When the going gets tough, let someone hold your hand and lead the way.

Or just walk beside them.

Look up. There might be something you didn’t see.

Trust in something.

And sometimes you just need a cute kid to put a smile on your face.
She’s kinda like my sugar in that lemonade.

Thanks girlz.

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