Thursday, December 30, 2010

Oh my goodness you are like a cupcake!

I forgot to post some of the most delicious pictures that Randy Lesueur took of you at your preschool program. Holy Moly look at the singing in this first picture. You were a SINGER. During rehearsal you grabbed the micyour solo you grabbed the mic at the performance belted it out. Randy was amazing and took video of the whole thing. There may be video montages at all of your weddings (No Paige, you don't HAVE to ever get married). I'm giving you ample warning that
1. I like videos
2. I love recording you guys
3. I LOVE John Hughes movies and their random song montages
4. I may wish to cry my ojos out even more at your weddings and show you growing up over a 2 minute period.
5. Don't be surprised if it is set to the song "Imma Be" by the Black Eyed Peas. That is always a jam we can count on.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

DJ Little What what

For Christmas your lovely father gifted me an ipad. I REALLY wanted a dj mixer. Instead he purchased the ipad and an app that is FREAKING AMAZING. It is a dj mixer, like a real one. It wikiwikis the songs and does all the REAL dj stuff. Your wonderful boy-parent hooked it up to the raipod and mixed us up some grooves.

Gracias por la amigo husband.

Look at the hat, the finger movements, and Randy - the dj assistant. What is a dj without their assistant?

Christmas Day Morning

Everyone waited in their rooms until 7:30am. I noticed when I went back to check the rooms later in the day that you, Ellie, had gotten lap desks out for you and Ava. Thank you for being soooo awesome!!

Everyone enjoyed the fun of the day. Most of us stayed in pajamas until 3pm. I would never have changed if not for the welcomed surprise visit of Nick and Kameron. I am afraid that Aunt Jen in pjs is NOT their idea of an image they want imbedded in their brains.

The picture of Harry - below - looks like he is a host to an alien with spooky blue eyes. NERAK. Ok, I am once again referencing Watcher in the Woods. How is randomly robot voicing NERAK not super awesome? IT FREAKING IS.

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve was spent at Nana Wenzel's house. A great time was had by all. Auntie Kimmy made a taco reference at the adult dinner table, Uncle Danny was asked why he, a mentally handicapped person, doesn't drink alcohol, and the kids LOVED the thing a ma bob's that pop open with crowns and small toys inside. Did I mention that Santa showed up.

#1 - thought the elves were cute
#2 - way to busy reading her book
#3 - Why are only our names on the clip board that Santa was holding. Where were all of the other children's names.
#4 - Oh my goodness Santa showed up

Christmas Eve Morn with the Captain

Dad has a hard time sitting still -duh. So, Christmas Eve morning was dawn of the photo session. I LOVE this swing he got me for X-mas. It was from Modern Manor (my new FAVORITE place). I went back and bought dad a couple of things there for his Christmas presents.

Monday, December 27, 2010

This past week

We all had a lovely time in Mexico. When will I finally get around to downloading pictures?? Who knows. Christmas was also great. Some of my favorite conversations:

#1 (watching the Today Show) "What is up with the racism on the Today Show? What is wrong with people?"

Me, "What are you talking about?"

#1, "They said that some people didn't get the "White Christmas" that they were hoping for."

Me, "Really??? You really thing this is about white people? hahahahahahahahahahahaha."


Me, ( Loading everyone in the car to go to the park and shoving tampons in my purse.)

#1, (smirking) "Ohhhh, is it your month?"

Me, "Really?"

#1, "I once made a joke on a girl when she was a little grumpy and asked her if it was her month."

Me, "First of all it is "time of the month" and Second of all IT IS NEVER FUNNY!!!!!!!! I will not come to your aid when an angry girl stomps your face into the dirt over your jokes regarding her hormone cycle. I may in fact step in and assist with said jumping. You will have to carry around tampons in your back pockets for a month. I will call it "Carter's time of the month tampon parade."

Friday, December 17, 2010

Thursday, December 16, 2010

We just finished your Christmas program #4. We just walked in the door and I am desperately trying to understand what you are saying:

#4, "I mean it, there must be 2 of them. I am trying to figure this out, the beards were different. (pacing) I think there are 2 or maybe more. Why are their beards different? "

Me: "What are you talking about?"

#4, "(high - loud - elfish voice) THE BEARDS WERE DIFFERENT. There must be 2 Santa's on this PLANET."

Wednesday, December 15, 2010


Look at the happy look on your face #1. You want to know why??

Why oh why are boys sooooo into guns, arrows, swords, and remote control cars? I just assumed when I got married that because I said, "Oh, sorry I don't like guns. I really don't like anything to do with guns." That it would mean that I would never like ever have to see one.

Nope, this meant -----We will use gun type products all day, everyday. Below is a picture of Gun Captain (a.k.a your biological father) loading his most current GUN. Look at the smile on his face. Honestly, can you even see his smile hidden in his lip and chin sweaters? Obviously it is a big damn smile if you can see it, right. So much joy with shooting???? Whatever.

I refuse to post the picture that shows your Son of a Gun holding the pistol like a mustache. Yes, it was like I sent out to him, "I HATE guns. And you know lover that this H word is not one I allow to be said in our home. You must understand the power of my distaste for the Saturday Night EVIL Special."

This is what he heard, "My wife absolutely LOVES it when I handle my peashooter. I must make sure that I have a 38 special in my paws at ALLLLLLL times. She might leave me if I don't show her how into guns I am. Since she is all that I live for I can't let that happen..............That's it, I will ensure that every hobby I involve myself in revolves around revolvers."

Friday, December 10, 2010

Weekly Update

Tis Friday and we have had a crazy week once again. Carter, you my dear, weren't looking where you were "running" in the hall at school and jammed your broken thumb into the wall. I was actually at the school dropping off your epipen when I ran into in the hallway a bit teary.

Add to mix that you, #4, decided to dislike school this week. You pretend you are a tick sucking the blood from my chest when I try to pry you out of your car seat and into the classroom. Your angel teacher, Mrs. McClure, gently undoes your fingers from my neck and takes you away so I can swiftly bolt to our vehicle.

You, #2, had a lovely surprise last night when you came home from dance. Your room had been painted. Can't wait for your dance performance next week.

Last night Ellie, you and I were invited to Phoenix Symphony Hall to see the Nutcracker. IT WAS AMAZING!!!! The sets, the costumes, the company were exquisite. Jen LMN invited us. It was kids night and everyone in the audience was a child (Don't take that literally. There was adult supervision. As you would say "duh".) Due to the fact that the audience was comprised of children there was random clapping when something/one came on stage that the kids found charming. Great time!!!

Tonight shall be interesting. Piano lessons, Carter's friends coming over for an airsoft war, Cassidy coming to spend the weekend, and whatever craziness arrives without invitation. Tomorrow is your piano recital. Carter, you are SUPER excited that your thumb is broken and you can not perform. No worries, I will make sure you play a couple extra songs at the next one to make up for it.

Back to you #4. You and I have the most interesting conversations. One of this weeks favorites was this one:

#4, "Mom (grabbing my stomach), why is your tummy so big?"

Me, "This is how my body was made. Isn't it lovely?"

#4, "Mom (soft gasp), Are you.......................going to have a baby!!!!???!!!"

There was so much excitement behind this last statement/question.

Me, "Oh, I am so sorry to disappoint you. This belly will not house another baby. "

#4, "But it is so big."

Me, "No it is not so big. It is nor'male. Look out the window I think I just saw a squirrel."

#4, "Really?"

Me, "No."

Tuesday, December 7, 2010


I have to share a couple of funny therapy stories, Since I HEART therapy it is no surprise.

1. Daniella (your cousin) had some weird experience where some boys prank called her and said,
"This is the Sherrifs department and we are coming to get you."
She wigged out and Carter helped her in some respect, I am still unsure what exactly happened. Either way - here is what went down yesterday.

#1: "Danny what happened with the principal?"

Danny: "I don't want to talk about it."

#1: "Ok, don't stress out."

Me: "Hey guys whaz up (hand signs)"

#1: "Danny doesn't want to tell me what happened with the whole phone call thing."

Danny: "It is embarrassing."

Me: "What does it mean to be embarrassed?"

Danny - perplexed.

Me: "It means you care what other people think. What is your goal in life? Is it really to care what other people think? Seriously, you felt uncomfortable. You told an adult you trust. You did what was right."

#1: "My mom goes to........................................what's that again, (look at me -light clicks) oh yea therapy. SHE knows things."


We (your dad and I) are in therapy last night when Dr. Broadbent is talking about learning to enjoy things that you may have "thought" you were adverse to. He gave some story about how he used to enjoy Cream of Mushroom soup as a kid. That is, until he projectile puked said soup for an entire day. After 16 years he decided to get his "bad feelings" out and try to enjoy C of M soup once again. The conversation turned toward my hatred of onions. Yes children, we spoke of food and we did it with authority. (BTW I get his point. Don't just think you don't like something because you always have. You can try to enjoy anything.) This is where the story gets..................................hillllll ar ious.

Dr. B, "You know there is a restaurant that serves the best liver and onions. It is a buffet. I'm trying to remember it's name. It is a famous one."

Me, (Laughing in my head) "Since I am a great cook I don't tend to frequent buffets. I find that they don't really measure up to my standard of cooking. Perhaps it was Sizzler?"

Dr. B, "No, anyways they do such a great job with their liver and onions. ..........................................................OH, I remember what it is called.....Lubies" (or is it Lubys???)

No I am not kidding. Lubys. High end fo sure. Wee humans, Lubys is what can be equated to hmmmmm - - - - your elementary school cafe freaking teria.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Christmas Tree Shopping

I took you, Carter, Ellie, and Ava to get new shoes while P and dad went Christmas tree shopping. You picked out a fab tree Paige. It is soooo large around that it takes up the entire entry area. Mucho gracias chica.

You remember how your dad is a wee bit rude to our new dog Prince Harry? Well, he actually took him with you to the nursery. Turns out EVERYONE there LOVED the dog. Check out the pictures of your dad "pretending" to get along with the dog.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Craziness and a weird TV show

AHHHHHH - Crazy time people. It has been a busy week and I am now sitting down to reflect on it while
A. Drinking a coffee with large amounts of Chocolate
B. Watching a show with crazy, fake, plastic ladies that fight.

While B is not usually my thing, Auntie Kimmy, told me to watch this specific program and I taped a few. May I say that since we ALL LOVE Watcher in the Woods it was a lovely surprise to see one of the plasticy ladies used to be Nerak---AHHHHHH WESOME. Bettie Davis you rocked it in that one my dear. You be so scary. Actually, the more I watch this I think that facial plastic surgery in extreme can make one look like a man. No offense to these nice ladies.

Back to the week at hand. Lots o running around, lots o crying over normal activities like - going to freaking school. Some Christmas songage and performing your part numero quatro. Delivering of pizza to you at school #1. Having lunch with the Captain and you #3 at school. I finished reading "The Help" which I absolutely fell head over heels with. A couple of you have a very full weekend and I may turn to drinking.....................................................more coffee that is.

Ok, I have to interrupt this post to say this TV show is insane. ARE YOU KIDDING ME - this is such a strange paradigm that these ladies partake in. Fighting amoungst grown-ups?? Saying such things as, "This 3500 sq ft apartment is just so cramped for us." That Kelsey Grammer lady wifey person be needing some therapy. Holy Prince Harry she has some interesting issues.

Back to the week - I am super looking forward to not answering the phone and not doing ANYTHING this weekend. May we all read, watch Annette Funicello movies, and eat yummy food.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving 2010

Carter, I LOVE that you dig food so much. It makes all of the cooking worthwhile. I must say it was an extremely relaxing day. You guys went hunting around the orchard while I cooked. Carter, you took the turkey's temperature. You got stressed that it stayed at 175 degrees for a minute. You were a little frantic that it wouldn't reach 180 and may have to go back in the oven.
Miss Paige, you made the loveliest pumpkin pies. I left the kitchen yesterday and you cooked yourself up some pie crust and filling. I am always impressed by your culinary skills. Thanks for contributing to our meal!!
A, you said, (regarding the key lime pie I made), "That is the biggest pie I've never seen."
Ellie, thanks for all of your help at 6:30am with prepping the turkey. It was great having someone to help me open the oven and tell me how much they want Club Penguin for Christmas - 87 times.
Randy came over and he and your dad made movies all afternoon. Earlier this week your dad discovered a website where he can type in a dialogue and choose two random characters to voice the conversation. They are cartoonish and put in random backgrounds. The voices are robotic and he can insert fart noises. He has been stuck to the computer creating movies all week. Carter you and Paige also started making the movies. It is a small glimpse into how random your thought patterns are. Paige, the last line in your movie,
"Let's sit in the corner when the aliens arrive and eat cheese. (fart noise)."

Did I mention that the fart noises cost money? Did I mention that your dad put $10 into the account to promote poop sounds? This is the conclusion to my thesis:

1. that farting is ALWAYS funny
2. that your dad is really 12.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Good Times

Dad and I went out with one of my oldest friends last night. I have been friends with Allison since the 5th grade. We took dance classes together in Elementary school and then hooked up again in jr high.

Who will ever forget the story of me being in the car with Allison and Karie when the crazy biker ladies opened the door and threatened us.

We went to Blanco last night. Great time!! It is so fun to catch up and learn about her kids and Eric!! How stinking cute is this little boy? Her youngest is adorable also!! Did I mention that her husband has the best laugh EVER.

Love you Allison! Thanks for taking us out!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The New Calling

Dad purchased a bow and arrow set for you the other day and may I say that you are a NATURAL!!! Funny thing is that I didn't take these pictures. I just downloaded my camera and found these. When I inquired about them I found out that you did this all by yourself. How the crap did you figure out the automatic timer on this thing? Granted I've never really tried. All of the tiny pictures and dials just make me want a camera like Ava's that has 2 buttons and nothing else.

The third picture is all misty and dangerous. I am impressed young hunter. I believe you are channeling Gail from the Hunger Games in these pictures. I must say that since I read the books I tend to have fantasies about me channeling Katniss.

Saturday, November 13, 2010


Oh what a joyous day Miss. Elle. You are now 8. You received a brand (Please say this like Bob Barker in your head. Remember, I kind of always have everything in my head going on in an accent or someone else's voice). It is a new one of a kind Schwin. Dad also picked up a bow and arrow set.

This mini jacketa grandma got you brings out the azul in your ojos. I rather enjoy this shot. You are happy and about to eat the cake you picked out. Yes, you decided to buck the system and not get the groundhog day cake; rather, you picked out a strawberry concoction. It might have been real strawberries, one is never too sure about mass produced cakes. I really believe strongly in bakers using actual ingredients in products.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Halloween 2010

Honestly, when I am having a hard day this night and particularly this photo cheer me up soooo much, I laugh. I laugh until I pee. Granted this only takes a few seconds, but I keep laughing, even with wet pants.

The Costume: It was so not kid friendly. It was so tight. It was so inappropriate; and yet we were at a kids Halloween party. I LOVE that the Captain kept shooting pictures even when Uncle Dave was accidently channeling Luigi. Check out the placement of Dave's phone. Check out the raised eyebrows. Check out the raised leg. ABOVE ALL check out the look on your face Ellie.

Now, this is what I call a great picture. I can't stop laughing. What if he played so many games as a child/teen/adult that he and Luigi have morphed into Luiavid. He is in the land of Mario Brothers. Inappropriate Mario Brothers, but still hilarious.

Picture Day

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


I forgot to post this after we attended your brother's SCARE FAIR at school. Tis you #2, with Tatum, Alyssa, and McKenna.

You and your lovelies had a fab time going through the haunted house. It is great that you have made such great friends! We attend 5th grade science camp next week. Tis the SAME camp that I attended in the 5th grade.

You will be picking apart some owl pellets (this is fancy for animal poo) and you have expressed your concern over getting head lice from the owl pellets. Apparently you researched head lice a wee bit too much last time we were infested and found out they can live in bird turds. I will be purchasing hair nets from La Dollar Tienda prior to our trip to ensure we do not catch the lice.

Tia Allie's clan is suffering from the lice right now. This is super bad timing as baby Will was just born. We hope that Tia can return from the dark place that moms go to when tiny bugs suck the blood from our childrens skulls. Allie and I should make a movie "Mom's gone Wild". Instead of topless underage damaged girls it would be

Jen and Allie clad in aprons, a vacuum, and Neem shampoo. We are yelling at children to

"Don't sit on the couch" - "Don't lay your head next to your brother" - "Stop trying to pick off lice and put it on the dog." - "AHHHH, (in a robot voice) Jen is not here right now - my name is Lucinda and you will sit still and let me use this small metal comb to scrap the skin/hair off of your head. If you cry or scream I will also cry and scream."

Thursday, November 4, 2010

I don't even know what to say to this. Carter you and I have the most interesting conversations.

Picture this: We are in the carpool van listening to Baby GaGa and have 13 other passengers in the car. You and I are sitting in the front 2 seats. Here is one of the most bizzare conversations we have ever had.

#1, "Yes, I am now on book 7."

Mom, "Good thing. The movie comes out next week and you wouldn't be able to see it without finishing the series. (we are referring to Harry la Potter)"

#1, "It is too bad I am going to see the movie before you."

(I will be at Paige's 5th grade Science Field trip for 3 days next week)

Mom, "Really? I am curious to see who you get to take you. Muahhahaha."

#1, "Kim will take me."

Mom, "Kim never even read the books. She doesn't get the draw."

#1, "It doesn't matter. She adores me and likes to take me places. Don't make me prove this to you."

(You pick up the phone and text Aunt Kim while head bopping to Baby Gaga. Kim thinks you are trying to be sneaky and get her to take you to the movie without permission. She calls you.)

1,# "Hey Kim. ..........No I am allowed to go, mom will be out of town...............Grandma. No I didn't ask her. I thought we could go together.........Ok. (turning to me) 50% chance she is going to take me. You don't understand mom, I had a very unlucky thing happen this week so the rest of the week is lucky."

Mom, "WHAT??? Your week is unlucky? WHAT?"

#1, "No, (in a voice like I am the slowest human you has ever spoken with. ) On Monday I was at the Pep Assembly and got stuck between two fat girls and couldn't see ANYTHING. (this was not said with any distain toward larger people.) Since I had an unlucky thing happen the rest of the week has been lucky. I got Little Caesars pizza a couple of days ago for free."

Mom, "Where did you get the pizza?"

#1, " Some kid."

Mom, "And some random kid giving you leftover pizza is lucky?"

#1, "(at this point you are staring at me like - how the freak are we related.) Yes, any pizza is good. Especially free pizza at school. If I have to ask grandma and grandpa I will, but I like to challenge myself so I went for Kimmy first."

Mom, "I don't even know what to say."

Saturday, October 30, 2010


You #4, are falling asleep next to me right now. I just noticed that you were about to stick your thumb in your mouth.

Me, "(whisper) Baby, remember not to put your thumb in your mouth."

A, "(whisper) Oh, I forgot.................................It is just that my thumb tastes so yummy."

Thursday, October 28, 2010


A couple of years ago Grandpa Babbitt needed some quick cash so your dad bought his inheritance. (As a side note: you will not be inheriting ANY MONEY. I know I put this out there on a weekly basis, but I thought I might put this in stone by writing it in your memory blogbook. Not to say that you aren't all FABULOUS!! The thing is:

1. We will spend all of OUR money. Oh, young children of little money. what pitiful amount of money I am able to save from your vintage car buying father - will be used to put up my senior citizen feet. Can you even imagine how many Ecuadorian village people it will take to saw off the callouses on my feet?

2. I really think it is muy important that you earn your own.

3. If you are desperate I suggest you try your hand at the lottery. I've heard the odds are super good.

Back to the truck. It has sat in the back of the truck for the last 2 years. Recently dad brought it in to the body shop and had some work done on it. It is pretty much done and here is the end result!!

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

RIP Chica

This is a really hard post. I'm going to being truthful in writing this. I hope that someday when you have to rediscover feelings related to trauma in your life this will assist in that journey.

Paige, you went outside to play with Chica and to make sure she had a muzzle on. From inside the house I could hear Chica barking. All of the sudden I heard you (Paige) running and screaming. This was a scream that came from your gut. This was a scream that was hysterical. This was a scream laced with the words, "Chica is dead. Chica is dead." I went outside as you ran inside. I asked you,

Mom, "Paige, what happened?"

I was calmer than I have ever been in my life. Throughout this whole experience I remember thinking to myself, "You are so calm. This is good, Paige needs you to be calm. This is going to shape her forever. Remember, how you react to this is going to help her or harm her forever. Wow, you are so calm - you are rocking this one."

Paige, "The mailman ran over the dog. Chica is dead."

I walked out and looked down the street. I saw a lump of black on the road a ways down. I witnessed her little leg wiggling a bit. I walked back in the house. I could hear you (Paige) screaming from your room. In my calm voice I said,

Mom, "Paige, calm down. Get a towel and let's go grab the dog and get her to the vet. Ellie, grab A and get in the blue car."

The screaming continued for another minute.

Mom, "Paige, we can't help Chica if we don't calm down and get in the car."

Paige, "What?"

Mom, "Go grab a brown towel out of my bathroom and get in the blue car please."

We got in the car and drove to Chica. Paige, you and I got out of the car and walked over to Chica. She had passed away. There was a lot of blood and you could tell she was no longer there.

Mom, "Paige, let's say good-bye to Chica now."

Paige, "Oh Chica, I love you so much and I will miss you."

Mom, "Get in the car sweetie."

I called your dad and he rushed home. He walked right passed me and went back to your room and curled up with you, #2, on your bed. Your dad is an amazing man. The two of you hugged each other for the next 20 minutes.

I walked outside to grab Chica for burial and Vanessa Mortenson stopped her truck when she saw me. She picked up Chica without me even having to ask. She gently put her in the bag I was holding. She got back in her truck and left. She was such a great help.

Paige, you picked out a spot in the backyard and Dad dug a hole. Carter and Danny got home and we all gathered in the backyard. You added items to the hole that you thought would comfort Chica. Paige, you drew a picture and added stuffing from her pillow, and a bunch of dog treats. Dad grabbed a flower for the top and everyone took a turn at the shovel.

It has been 2 days. You went back to school today Paige. This afternoon we will go pick up our new adopted dog PRINCE HARRY.