Monday, March 26, 2007

CUTE

Max likes to wake up in the late night and come find us downstairs watching TV. It's probably some of the sweetest times with him since he is calm and cuddly. Saturday night he found us watching Devil Wears Prada (not too bad as far as chick flicks go). I looked back to see him sleeping cosily on Em's beautiful belly.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Sammy's First Quote

(As I got out of the shower)

Sam: Dat your peanut?

Dad: Yeah.

Sam: It Big.

Dad. Yeah.

Sam: Mine small?

Dad: Yeah.

Sam: Ohhh.

Cool Runnings!!

It's March and we just got our biggest snow storm (kinda pathetic, but it's still been really cold). This time it didn't melt right away so I got to play with the boys!!!! We made a cool sled course, but Sam wouldn't go down it. =)








Thursday, March 15, 2007

THE Magical Moment

I never really considered Disney Land/World all that magical, fun sure but not magical, nor do I have a whole cork board covered with memorabilia from 99 trips to Disneyland as a kid (EM does)...Howevaa...

We woke up before 6 am to go to the airport...Landed in Orlando...checked into the hotel...and proceeded directly to Disney World Magic Kingdom. Needless to say the boys were a bit worn out having had no nappers. Max was focused only on going to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and became sadder/moodier with each delay. Finally, we made to Pirates and Max and Sam loved it! (Sam was also scared of it just standing in the line. He is a mild scaredy cat). I figured it may just go down hill from there (and it did a bit as Em made us go watch the lame Tiki Tiki Room show). But after a little nourishment from Pecos Bill's fabulous hamburgers we happened upon Splash Mountain.

We walked by it and since Max heard loud screaming coming from the ride he was immediately interested in going on it. He turned out to be taller than 40 in.!!! (He is also taller than 44 in and got to do space mountain) Max and I proceeded to run through the path right up to the ride with no line to wait in!

A little background on this ride: It is themed after the stories of Uncle Remus Brer Rabbit. I remember from my childhood my father telling me stories of Brer Rabbit and said Hare being flicked into the Briar patch. I loved the stories and it is a great memory I have of my dad (even despite almost being dropped as a young child into a large Blackberry bush by said father and older brothers, who thought it was a good idea to perch me on the end of a long ladder and hang me over said HUGE bush to pick a few berries). So I was prepared to tell Max the story as we went along the ride.

The magical moment happened on this ride. He morphed from a cranky little PUNK into the happiest boy on earth. His smile was so big that his lips were curling up and was laughing hysterically. The bubbling enthusiasm was very contagious and soon I was smiling and laughing at nothing with him. At the end of the ride the attendant let us stay on and ride it again.

It was such an awesome transformation to watch in him. His happy face was priceless. I can't write how happy it made me to have gone on that ride with him. It combined a great memory of my childhood story time with my dad, with an awesome experience with my son. I also bought a Brer Rabbit Treasury book for my souvenir and have already read the whole thing to him.

It truly was magical for us both.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Thursday, March 01, 2007

The Perfect Dessert

As I was preparing to come home tonight I was thinking to myself: Self, what would be a great treat for us tonight while we catch up on some of our favorite shows (Heroes and V-Mars)?
(I had had great aspirations of working to the wee hours on my research proposal but after a long day of torturing small children I was a little beat).

I then thought of the wonderful Girl Scout cookies we recently received, then thought of the ice cream we bought recently as well. Suddenly a wonderful conjoining of ideas occurred and resulted in scrumptious Thin Mint Milk Shakes!!!!!!!!!!!!! They were thick and delicious. A perfect dessert to sooth my tired brain, which fired it last synapse to come up with the idea.

Thank you Girl Scouts!