week 8 in pictures

okay, this was a weird week. I didn’t take many pictures at all. 3 of the POTDs are vertical (GRRR!!!). I didn’t remember to take the REAL POTDs that I wanted for tuesday OR saturday… so kind of a lame representation of kind of a cool week. dave and I were lucky enough to get TWO date nights this week. on tuesday, we spontaneously decided to ditch the kids after dinner and head out to purple for some dessert and wine. then on saturday, we were given tickets to “the music man” at the 5th ave. it was awesome. a great MOMS night out w/ some awesome MOMS club friends rounded the week out nicely for me! of course, it was mid-winter break for 1 kid, but not the others (yay for 2 different school districts!), and kid #1 was bored out of his mind w/ no school and friends off on trips.

anyway…

sunday: micah decided he really wanted to sleep with shane. awww… big brother was a good sport and let him stay after he found him in his bed.

monday: coffee and bacon. my favorite after-workout snack.

thursday: what micah decided to wear to preschool: a striped t-shirt, warm up pants, monster truck rain boots, and… a tie.

friday: the picture micah drew, illustrating layla’s kite-flying tragedy that took place that afternoon:

layla went outside to fly her kite.
she was happy, flying her kite.
the string broke.
layla was sad.
micah came outside to rescue the kite.
a car ran over the kite.
mom came outside to see what was wrong.
layla got the kite back!

also friday: MNO at the fireside cellars. ingrid and I both had the ‘tiny bubbles’ flight, which was fun. nikki and lynn are just shoving their glasses in so it looks like we had even MORE to drink! it was a VERY fun evening. lots of laughs.

group shot.

friday: outside the 5th ave.

and that’s it. nothing really extra this week.

book shots:

kind of dark… but it’s a gloomy day and I cannot find any decent light.

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GARBAGE TRUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh yes, wednesday IS the most exciting day of the week around here. that’s right, wednesday is garbage day. my kids LOVE garbage trucks. when shane was little, he used to go running outside, every time he (or someone else) heard one rumbling up the street. i remember one time he came in all excited because the driver had given him some ritz crackers. um, yeah. sorry kid, you don’t get to eat anything given to you by an on-duty garbage collector! yes, i realize he mostly just drives the truck, but still… when we lived in ohio, they didn’t have the automated trucks that pick up your can, empty it, and set it down again like we do here. they had old school garbage trucks with actual people who jumped on and off the back of the truck and emptied everyone’s cans. actual people who wore orange and white striped uniforms. actual people who looked strangely like convicts in those uniforms. actually, it turns out those people were ACTUAL convicts! it took me like 2 months to figure this out...

what I wore wednesday

okay, so I’ve kind of been lurking around the ‘what I wore wednesday’ link-up over at the pleated poppy , and I LOVE looking at the cute stuff people put together. I also LOVE the reasoning behind it. it’s basically accountability for putting on decent clothes each day. you know, not the same old sweats (or in my case, jeans and a hoodie). and given my recent closet exposé, I felt like it was good timing to jump in and participate. you’ll have to excuse my terrible photos. I have bad lighting in the only room w/ a big enough mirror to accomplish this, and I haven’t gotten adventurous enough to pull out a tri-pod. but anyway, take this as me, making an effort to look decent, something I SO MUCH want to do! sunday afternoon: I should have taken a picture in the dress I wore to church, but you’ll just have to trust me on that one. it rocked. jeans - old navy black long sweater; pink cami – express black top – thrift store scarf – target shoes – born via ebay necklace – h...

are you sure that's MY kid?

this is how micah went to sleep last night... i've always heard that there were kids like this. the kind who would just lay down and go to sleep when they were tired, but they were sort of mythical to me. certainly, my children were never THOSE kids. oh no, mine fight it until the last second, forcing themselves to stay awake, being cranky and fussy and grumpy until sleep is IMPOSED upon them by someone else. but this is what micah did last night. dave and i were watching tv and i noticed him stop playing and lay down. i didn't figure it was a big deal because he's done that before when he was tired, but never actually fallen asleep. but he stayed there. he would pick his head up and look around every once in a while, and then he started doing the little-kid-sleeping-position with his butt up in the air and his head on the ground. pretty soon he quit moving. it was kind of tempting to just cover him up and leave him there...

physical therapy

layla had her second PT appointment this week, with a little more involved in it, than just gathering info, measurements, observations, etc. she started out by having her calves and feet thoroughly massaged. while she was having that done the PT asked her to help draw some pictures for the front of a thank you card that they were making for “a professional baseball player named tim, who was donating a signed jersey to the clinic.” you can bet that caught my attention. yes, of course, that’s tim lincecum! one of the pictures she drew was a baseball with “go giants” written below! she was very excited! after that, we played some connect 4. yup. she and I played connect 4. I got to sit in a chair and sip my latte, but layla had it a little rougher. she had to kneel on 1 leg with all of her pieces on the floor next to her. she had to get her piece off the floor, raise herself up to standing, and balance on one foot while making her move. after that she had to do it with an extra cushion ...

blessed with good oral health!

well, i made it another 6 months with no cavities! i had a dentist appointment today. my second in six months, but prior to that, i don’t think i’d been in 4+ years. oops. i was much less nervous for this appointment than i was for the last one. last time i figured my luck had run out and because i’d been bad about seeing the dentist, this time i’d really ‘pay’ for it. but no. other than a little excessive scraping of tartar (4 years’ worth), everything was fine. around the time i turned 20, i pretty much assumed, every time i went to the dentist, that this was finally my time for a cavity. i mean, how long really, can one person go without ANY cavities? well, now i’m kind of over that and figure that maybe my teeth are just impenetrable or something. at any rate, every time the dentist comes in at the end of my cleaning, pokes around for a minute and tells me my teeth look great, i breathe a sigh of relief and feel tremendous gratitude for my good teeth. the no cavities thing is only ...

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