The little gardener

Our mornings are simple. We walk Claire to school (1 mile), Bailey comes along as well. We go for a run (Dyaln in the stroller, Bailey pulls us). We come home and water the plants, weed and tidy up the garden. I love the routine. Dylan loves to help. My heart is like this big lump in my chest always ready to overflow with love for this little boy. He has my heart, he has my soul. Corny...yes. Sweet, loveable and certified heart tugging. He loves to smell the rosemary and the lavender. He has to look at every flower, touch all the rocks, and run up and down the path. He calls the squirels "kitty!", chipmonks too! All things cute and furry are "kitty!" Everything is wonderful when this little guy is around. He is like prozac. I am so blessed. Dylan there are so many little things you so that touch me. I love you little man.

Happy birthday Claire

Some cute little girl turned 10 on Sunday! How can I stop her from growing up? Last night when I called in from work she announced that she was wearing her red dress because she felt like twirling around the house in something pretty! Her little comments are priceless and I want to keep her in my pocket forever.

We lost a hamster Taco 2 weeks ago. She escaped. We looked EVERYWHERE! After 2 weeks I gave up and started sniffing/smelling for any....remains? I am compulsive and
all I can say thank God the hamster appeared after her extended vacation, because my sniffing is annoying, and no one would blame Chris for leaving. She (the hamster) is rested and 2 cats and 1 big goofy dog are not the wiser.

Something in common.

I think I need a blanket to suck on as well. The kids are back in school, Em is in grade 7, and CLaire in grade 5. They are keeping me so busy, between work and Dylan and all the other hohum crap (like dinner, diapers, painting, cooking and cleaning) I feel like sleeping. Dylan still is not making it through the night, and I am a zombie in the morning. I swear I might let him play with glass and shrapnel, as long as he is quiet in the morning.


We went to see Burn After Reading last night. Anyone else catch this movie? Quite strange. Parts of it were hilarious, and the other parts were weak.

Oh Dylan has a new word to add to eyes, ears, nose and mouth...PENIS! Yes, clear as a bell sounds like peeeen uss! Fantastic! Soon Bailey will start to say it, not that I encourage bad behavior, but we really crack up.

Yes, we are Simple!

So, we are are simpletons, making Dylan do anything cute over and over again. This is an example of our behavior, and yes we stand proud, we are simple and simply proud. YEAH!!!! Meow, buck-buck and oink oink, moo moo and baa baa! I can make my animal noises and I choose to share them with the world. I can sing the wiggles and dance like Capt. Feather-Sword. I can do this all day on command, and so can my husband.

Happy Adoption Day Emily and Dylan

The summer went speeding by, everybody is growing up too quickly. I cannot express how much this past year with Dylan, and the past 12 years with Emily have been nothing short of a zooming miracle. Emily's day was on Aug 20th, and as usual we spent it in Lake Placid. I remember when she was 6, I sang her Happy Adoption Day, on the lake by the light of the moon. The stars were bright. The night was wonderful. She was warm in my arms, my sweet darling daughter...

Fast forward 6 years...She walked off the dock in the light of the day, smiling ear to ear. Sun on her face so proud of herself for sailing around the lake on a Sunfish. She learned the skill at camp, and I was so proud of her. My buddy, my friend for life, my darling daughter is growing up. She hiked to the top of Algonquin with me, over 5100 feet, my reluctant hiking buddy (more on this in my next post).

Now we have Dylan, my third amazing kid. This year the little man has grown so. 21 pounds of constant movement. We can hardly get a picture of him, he is a blur. He is a happy dancing, smiling baby. He squeals with delight and loves to give hugs and kisses. Dylan loves animals (no surprise), and can make many animal sounds, his favorite is a sheep. I love it in the morning when I find him standing in his crib grinning at me. He aways has his fleece blanket in his little hand. He is a creature of habit just like his dad. The men in the house love routine, where as the girls thrive on chaos!

Happy adoption day to my 3 great August babies. Every year gets better and better. I pray we all stay close, healthy and love, love, love each other!

Happy Adoption Day Claire-bear.

Happy adoption day my little bear, my boo-ba-loo-baa! I love you! We have been a family for 9 years now and I cannot believe how wonderful you are. You are an amazing daughter, sister and friend. Everyone who knows you wants you, but you are my sweet little girl, and I am very blessed to have you.

We had a great day today. We looked for a bike to fit you, and ended up cleaning up Emily's old bike because it fit you best. You will be riding a 2 wheeler soon. I know you will. Then we went to dinner at you favorite place, Fridays. We came home and had Carvel cake. Good choice, it was yummy. Tomorrow we will go to Soho and check out all the fun stuff. I thank God for you, and not a day goes by that I do not realize how much I love you, and how lucky I am to be your mom.