Archive for October, 2008

Our little Jack-O-Lantern

October 27, 2008

Another fun filled, action packed and therefore unproductive weekend with the Sly family. These weekends are lovely and yet then we are left scrambling Sunday night to get everything done. We went costume shopping, had soccer games, birthday parties, get-togethers and pumpkin carving. Oh, and the Spartans won while Mike sat, smushed like a bug, in the Big House watching. Marian’s goal for the weekend was to get rid of her front tooth. It had been loose and dangling for some time. Saturday she and I took turns tugging on it and then Sunday she yanked it out herself. She was so proud. I’m sure she’s just a money hungry little girl, but I still love her. Though this is the third tooth she’s lost, it’s the first actual one to go under her pillow. The first tooth was lost on the soccer field so she wrote a note to the Toothfairy to leave under the pillow. The second tooth came out while camping but thankfully the Toothfairy travels. So, this is a momentous evening for us. Tomorrow we have Marian’s parent-teacher conference. Afterwards I’m going to make what sounds like a very heart healthy tater-tot casserole. I’m hoping the kids will like it and tell me that I’m the best maker. Yes, that’s what they say when they like my cooking. “Mom, you are the best maker”. Adorable, yes? Little do they know that I am so very not the best maker. Not even a little bit. Check out Marian’s new grin.

The circle of life

October 20, 2008

Marian is a lot like me. Aside from several physical resemblances, she’s got my wonderful sense of humor, my unmatched brilliance, my athletic prowess, my grace, my wit and of course…my modesty. As you can clearly see, we are super awesome in so many ways – except one. I can’t sing. I have the kind of voice that makes people leave a room. And they’re usually crying. And bleeding from their ears. So, my voice is a bit of an instrument of terror and yet I love to sing. Now my darling six year old has discovered her love for song. The difference between us is that she thinks she sings really well. I used to think that too, until my mother straight up told me that I had my father’s voice. I knew how bad that was. Rules were created in the house to save the family from my ear-shattering singing. One such rule was “No singing at the dinner table”. I didn’t know until I was an adult that it was created because of me. So now, when Marian asks me to listen to her sing I have to do it with a straight face. I’ve decided to wait until she’s eight or nine to let her know that she has her father’s voice. Er, I mean, her mother’s voice.

Seriously??

October 13, 2008
Michael is sick. Again! He’s been sick more in the last three months than in the last year. His cough makes him sound like he’s been smoking since he was in the womb. The doctor wants us to get him to an ENT when he’s well so she can see his normally large tonsils. The problem is, he’s not been well long enough for us to get him in. He’s had what I thought was just a cold for over a week but last night he fell asleep on the couch which he NEVER does and then his cough through the night was bad. My guess is he’ll have to go back on the breathing treatments today. I wonder why he gets sick so much. Could it be that we do too much on the weekends? I hope that’s not it because we had a great weekend. Michael got to see his cousin Will on Saturday night. These two play really great together, but they play hard. They’re ususally sweating within ten minutes of seeing each other. It’s all sports and wrestling, all the time with these four year olds. Sunday we went to a local fair where Marian got to ride an electric bull and climb a very high rock wall. Lucky! I never got to do such fun things when I was a kid. Hopefully our jam-packed weekends are not the reason for Michael and his never-ending illnesses.
Sharing the love with cousins Will and Leah

Sharing the love with cousins Will and Leah

Marian owning the bull

Marian owning the bull

The bull...owning Marian

The bull...owning Marian

Showing no fear, though she said she felt some

Showing no fear, though she said she felt some

Maybe a pony allergy is making him sick????

Maybe a pony allergy is making him sick????A hayride with our pals to end the day

Bending it like Beckham

October 13, 2008

This weekend I finally decided to take the camera to the kids’ soccer games. They are both really loving soccer right now. Michael is on a U4 team that is void of girls which is pretty surprising. Mike’s been coaching this division since Marian was three and we’ve always had a pretty even mix of boys and girls. This year it’s all boys and they REALLY act like boys. There’s often more action on the sidelines with the WWF than on the field. I’ve got a picture to support this down below. As for Marian, her competitive spirit is alive and well. I’m really happy that both of them are still young enough to not really care if they win or lose. Today, Marian’s team played the best team in the league. At the end of the game she said, “Mom, I think they beat us by ten”. She was right, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Coach Mike giving a pep talk

Coach Mike giving a pep talk

Go Mikey go!!

Go Mikey go!!

Wrestling as they wait for their shift on the field

Wrestling as they wait for their shift on the field

Marian getting agressive
Marian getting agressive

Snore-fest ’08

October 9, 2008

Um….hi. Remember me? Yeah, it’s been a while since my last post. Wow, I sound like I’m in a confessional. It has been 27 years since my last confession. Ok, truth is – we’ve been really boring lately. Not to say that we aren’t boring on a regular basis. Lately we’ve been more so than usual. Perhaps it’s because I’m working full time again? Maybe it’s because by the time we get home, feed the darling children, go to soccer or whatever – I’m exhausted. Aren’t you glad you are spending time reading this page-turning post? Oh yes, it will be long enough for pages. Plural. Just kidding. I’m not that mean. The kids are doing well. Michael has been getting words mixed up, which is comical. I usually wait a few times before correcting him because sometimes it’s just too funny. Mother of the year. You know it.

Michael: Mom, will you do me a favorite?

Me: What?

Michael: Will you color with me?

Isn’t that just adorable? And no, I didn’t correct him the first time. The third time was when I decided I should be a good parent. Halloween is consuming our lives. The house is all decked out and the kids can’t decide on what to be. They’ve changed a million times. A banana. No, a monkey. No, Spiderman… Needless to say we’ll wait until the week of Halloween to get costumes. Ok, I’ll stop torturing you. Go about your business. Hopefully something exciting, or amusing at the very least, will happen soon.