Sunday, February 7, 2010

Twins' 3rd birthday

My babies are three and pretty much potty trained. Aziel is completely done, but Eli is still holding on to his role as the baby of the family and likes to do business in his pants sometimes... He likes to keep me on my toes.

We had a little party for the twins.

Here's the cake I made:

It was a hit with the the twins.

Frosting everywhere...

Kids playing with a game that they got:

Olivia sent Flat Stanley to us for a visit. He will be on his way back to MN this week. :)

And here's a few random photos that I found on the camera that I love. :)

Have a great week!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

New blankets for the boys!

I'm FINALLY getting to posting these photos for my mom! She made each of the boys new quilts for their birthdays.

Here's Isaac's. His Transformers blanket arrived in November, if I remember correctly. He was SOOO happy! Just loves it!

This past week, Elijah's Superman blanket arrived. Another very happy kid!

The next day, Aziel's Spiderman blanket came. He had the biggest smile as he opened the box. :)

The quilts are just perfect. THANKS MOM!!! And THANKS GRANDMA from the boys. :)

Saturday, December 12, 2009

New Baby

Here's my new nephew Caleb! Is he the cutest little guy or what?!? Nice job Jim and Sarah! :)
If only I could hold him...

Sweet Autumn by Michelle Underwood, sequin from Watch Me Now by Michelle Underwood,

Word Art from Elegant Word Art by Bethany,

Font: My Own Topher

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

A few new layouts

Baby It's Cold Outside, Vintage Holiday Memories by Michelle Underwood (slightly recolored), Bad sewing machine stitches by Traci Reed, Fonts: Trajan Pro, Missed Your Exit

Baby It's Cold Outside by Michelle Underwood,

Fonts: Traveling Typewriter, Pea Stacy Tunibug, 28 Days Later, Guess What.

Baby It's Cold Outside by Michelle Underwood,

Font: You are Loved,

Template by Michelle Stone

If you give a mom a muffin...

There is a kids book called "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie". I have read it probably once, but after what I stumbled across this morning, I will have to track it down. I found this on Pamela Donnis' blog this evening, and I LOVE IT!!! It's something that she also came across while blog hopping.

If You Give A Mom A Muffin
by Kathy Fictorie

If you give a mom a muffin,
She’ll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She’ll pour herself some.
Her three-year-old will spill the coffee.
She’ll wipe it up.
Wiping the floor, she’ll find dirty socks.
She’ll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She’ll trip over boots and bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan for supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She’ll look for her cookbook (”101 Things To Do With a Pound of Hamburger”).
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.
The check book is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two-year-old.
She’ll smell something funny.
She’ll change the two year old’s diaper.
While she is changing the diaper, the phone will ring.
Her five-year-old will answer and hang up.
She’ll remember she wants to phone a friend for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
And chances are…
If she has a cup of coffee,
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

Pamela made a very cute freebie to print out if you want, just click on the image below to go to her blog and download! :)

Monday, December 7, 2009

Such a bad blogger...

Hi, I'm back. I have tons of photos to post but I don't know when I will get around to it! Sorry. Sometime soon. For now, I just want to announce to the world that my little nephew Caleb James was born on December 5! He is a great looking newborn from the one photo I've gotten so far. Congrats Sarah and Jim! :) We're all excited about the new addition! :) The boys can't seem to remember his name, so they call him "baby cousin". I guess that works for now, until the next one comes along!

When I was browsing through photos, I came across this photo of my dad and the twins. I just love it! I had to scrap it. The quote is really cute, although I have a hard time thinking of my dad as "antique" just yet. You're not old, Dad!!! Very young at heart!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

More to the story...

We had some friends come here from Prague for Thanksgiving! We had a great meal and lots of fun shopping at the BX and Commissary. Will post photos one of these days, sorry I've been so bad about updating this month!!! One of these days I will post about 100 photos at once to catch up (and blogger will crash, no doubt).

On Thanksgiving Day, Martin received another e-mail from the retired paramedic who saved his life when he was about two years old. If you would like to read the first post, you can find it here. Since so many people seemed interested in the story, we thought we'd share some more. Please note that I have changed names for privacy, but this is absolutely the truth of what he sent to us.

Here's most of what he sent:

My family would like to wish you and your family a very happy Thanksgiving... You said you were interested in hearing the rest of the story so I thought this might be an appropriate time to share it with you. It's going to sound a bit strange...probably a bit unbelievable, which is the reason I kind of held out. I told you that I wasn't your guardian angel but that your guardian angel was the one who put us together at the right time and place. You see I had planned to be at the park with my son that morning...not that afternoon, but I was delayed, or should I say I was delayed by someone or something.

My wife (name deleted) and I were separated at that time and in the process of going through a divorce. She had moved not far from the lake where we met and I had planned to take my son to the park when I got off work that morning to spend time with him. I had worked a 24 hours shift with Medic 1 and was off work at 8am that morning. That morning before I woke, I had a very disturbing dream or should I say nightmare. I dreamed that I had taken my son to the park to spend time with him. I parked the car where I usually parked, got a sleeping bag and laid it on the grass for Johnny (name changed) to play while I fished. I realized I was paying more attention to my fishing than I was to my son and saw he wasn't on the sleeping bag. I panicked and started looking around the park for him when I saw him in the water right in front of where I was standing. He was about 4-6 feet from the shore, laying face up, eyes open, arms and legs kind of spread open, under the surface of the water, kind of laying motionless on a bed of weeds. I woke with a start...can't tell how hard it is to write about this as I'll never forget the visual or the panic I was so real. Instead of leaving when the relief crew arrived, we sat around having coffee and talking.

After the dream I wasn't in a hurry to take Johnny to the park. Instead of picking up my son that morning, I stopped at my best friend's house and had more coffee...and we talked about the dream. It was just so real. I still planned to take my son to the park that morning but time kind of got away from me that morning so I called my wife and told her I would pick Johnny up after his afternoon nap. I believe I told her about the dream you can was very disturbing to me. As I was leaving with Johnny (my son), my wife handed me his ball and asked if I wanted to take it with me and I told her no...I remember telling her I was worried he might follow it into the water.

When we arrived at the park I laid a sleeping bag out on the grass for Johnny to play on, sat him down on it, stood up to cast out my line...looked down at the water ...and there you were...just like in the dream...exactly as in the dream...except that it was you instead of my and my son are the same age. You know what happened until the ambulance came. After the ambulance left to take you to the hospital, I started packing up to leave and remember seeing a ball floating in the water. I always wondered about that ball floating in the water...your part of the story filled that in for me.

Now I know the dream sounds very strange and probably unbelievable... and I do not claim to be psychic. but that dream was what kept me from being that park that morning as planned. In any case, your guardian angel did both of us well.

The Christmas after we met was very hard for me. I was divorced and my son had a new father. Martin, please let your mother know how much that card meant to me. It was such a nice thing for her to do. It may have only been a card but it really brightened my Christmas that year. Isn't it funny how even the little things can really impact another person without either even being aware of it. The one thing I do know...we both have much to be thankful for. You may not realize it but our meeting has given me as much as I have given you.

Happy Thanksgiving my friend.
Stay safe.