notes from the ruff house

One of these things is not like the other...

2011-02-16T15:55:00.008-06:00

Only moments after I posted a status update on Facebook about Costco's conspiracy with Godiva to offer bulk packaging on brownies (making it less expensive for me to keep those extra 15lbs I've been wanting to shed), I opened the mailbox. And there it was - the much anticipated (and equally dreaded) Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition.

It's marketing genius really. Take the weeks after the Superbowl - before spring training and the NCAA tournament - and give your readers something to tide them over for a few weeks. Advertisers don't spend money in dead weeks. DirectTV took out an EIGHT page ad. Yikes. No amount of advertising dollars will ever convince me to put this in the hands of my husband.

Scantily clad skinny women lapping up the summer sun and waves are now dumpster diving in my driveway. And tonight we're having dessert.

Where do I begin?

2011-02-15T22:26:00.008-06:00

It's been SIXTEEN months since my last post. While I'd love to give a recap of the last year and almost a half, the reality is I can't remember what I had for dinner two hours ago. So trust me when I say it's been a blur.

Quick recap - I birthed baby number THREE, haven't slept properly in six years, changed a gazillion diapers, have eaten my weight in hotdogs and goldfish crackers, watched Owen graduate preschool and become a big kindergartener, put Lyla in preschool, and lots of other fun in between. And that brings us to today.

To officially welcome her to the blogaverse, I'll post a picture of our sweet Lucy. Happiest baby ever. Born just two days before Christmas (that's Dec 23rd if you can't count), she's adored by all who meet her - but most especially by her brother and sister.

The picture was taken on her first birthday (thanks Angelica Thomas!). She's my first kid who actually ate the cake - Owen was sick on his first birthday and Lyla has a strong aversion to icing that will likely serve her well in later years.

It's good to be back.

Tutu cute not to post...

2009-10-26T21:34:00.005-06:00

My friend Jenn made Lyla this tutu and we recently got it out for a little photo shoot. Lyla loves her purple boots, so the tutu was a natural match. Thanks so much Jenn!

This was her little dance when it was all over...

Summer 2009 Photo highlights...

2009-09-01T21:02:00.011-06:00

I can do it myself!

2009-04-22T23:15:00.003-06:00

Lyla is becoming quite the little independent spirit - first, she wouldn't allow me to feed her with a spoon or fork. Now it's her shoes - she's surprisingly good at it!

Soaking in her success!

Easter 2009

2009-04-22T23:07:00.015-06:00

Just a few photos from Easter...

Coloring eggs with Miss Melissa - a Good Friday tradition!

Lyla's own technique...

Thanks Easter Bunny!

Owen refuses to get his photo made.

Still not smiling...

I give up!

Is this bucket big enough to collect the eggs?

The egg hunt...

twitter....

2009-04-16T22:56:00.001-06:00

I've been curious about this Twitter revolution lately - tonight I was at a lia sophia show with one of the hippest hostessess ever, Jenn Belden. Jenn twitters, as does her cousin Sarah - and according to Jenn, Sarah is "sort of a big deal in the Twitter Techy world." I THINK SO - 20,000 followers/fans! Sorry girls, I can't even remember what it's called. At any rate, I'm gonna look into it.

And just FYI, it worked when I emailed the post yesterday - this is my second official emailed post. good times. Now if only I could email my laundry to the drawers.

hmmm......

2009-04-15T23:02:00.001-06:00

Let's see if this works. Apparently I can now just email my blog posts. If this does, in fact, work - you all may be in some serious trouble and/or boredom might quickly set in with me. I love to email and though it's really not that difficult to just logon to blogspot and post, it somehow seems more fun and handy dandy to just email it in....we'll see if it works.

PICTURES!!!

2009-04-09T23:11:00.011-06:00

I finally decided to download some photos today. These are all from April (or maybe late March - don't get your hopes up for specific dates). Just random days at the Ruff house...

In case you wonder what spring in Chicago looks like...

Not sure how two binkies AND cheeseballs will work, but she tries...

Boys left unattended on a muddy spring day...

A cupcake just Lyla's size...

Photography "how to" classes...what do you think?

2009-03-18T15:34:00.002-06:00

So I keep getting these requests from moms who want to "get to know" their cameras. I've had so much fun teaching them that I'm considering doing a half day (or pretty spring full day) workshop. Just wondering if anyone would attend and if so, what's it worth to you? I'm so bad with prices (that's another blog all together soon).

Let me know your thoughts!

Growing Cents of Style

2009-03-16T00:03:00.005-06:00

Just a quick post to show all the deals I got at the Growing Cents of Style sale in Barrington this weekend. For those who've not been, I liken it to game day for a Texas high school athlete. My heart actually flutters with nervous excitement the morning of the sale. It's scary, I know.

When all was said and done, I got 29 high quality (GAP or better) items for $150 dollars.

For those who think I'm a bad mom because 24 of the items are for Lyla, save your judgement. Not many four year old boys take good enough care of their clothes to make them eligible for such a resale. Anything 2T and above is slim pickins for the boys. No worries though - Mimi and Grandma take good care of him in the Bears, Illini, White Sox, funny skeleton, cool skateboard clothes department.

And speaking of, thank you Mimi and Papaw for all the clothes pictured here. We love you!

2009-03-13T09:19:00.003-06:00

I seemed to have abandoned my blog lately, preferring instead one line at a time updates on Facebook. It's a sad reality in my life when I think I chose to do a blog because I have no time to scrapbook or formally write my family and friends, and now I'm reduced to one line at a time because I have no time to blog. The pace of life is out of control. Then I had a woman (our preschool director) the other day tell me these are really the SLOWER times in my life. I suppose when my kids can wipe their own rear (okay, Owen CAN and HAS for years now), buckle their own seat belts and fix their own cereal - I'll have something else crazy to fill those minutes. Sheesh. So I'm praying that I can accept this reality we call motherhood.

A few snip-it updates from the ruffhouse....

Owen is enjoying the spurts of warm weather we are getting lately. I looked out the back door earlier this week to find him knee deep and COVERED in mud. He and Ray found what appears to be a new small pond in our backyard, and then raced back and forth through it. When Kevin undressed him on our back porch (sorry neighbors), his body was as muddy as his clothes. Straight to the bathtub, of course.

Lyla has learned to walk in the past few weeks! The doctor told us he would not worry about her not walking until 15 months - she OF COURSE learned to walk on Saturday, Feb 28 - her 15 month birthday. Of course, this only proves she IS MY daughter, as I procrastinate on everything until the last second possible (still having nightmares about all those term papers I started three days before they were due). She's GRADUATING from her second DOC Band next Friday, just in time for a trip to Kentucky to show off her newly straightened head. Woohoo! We are thrilled. I'm thinking of hosting a "Band to Bows" party to celebrate. Really, just an excuse to get everyone together and eat cookies.

Which brings me to Kevin and me (or is it I? Someone help me here). I've cut down on my cookie intake in recent months, while Kevin and I put in some spring training. Three mornings a week, we get up at 5:30 to exercise - well, honestly KEVIN does it three mornings a week. I think my average is more like two mornings a week. We've both lost five pounds, which is almost as exciting as a perfected chocolate cake to me.

We've decided to go back to our church of many years, Willowcreek, in recent months. Since Owen was born, we've not really been much of anywhere on Sundays - except WalMart - because he wasn't at all down with Promiseland (the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for Jesus). We've heard some amazing teaching in the last few months - specifically, we've been impressed by the series "enough," one dedicated to finances. Dave Ramsey (the author of "Total Money Makeover") even spoke - wow! That man is passion with capital "P" when it comes to saving money and living within your means. Kevin and are closely following a budget these days and working towards becoming debt-free. I'll write more about that later.

So many things in my mind these days. I often find myself "blogging" or "Facebook statusing" in my head (though now FB changed it to "What's on your Mind?"). I really process life aloud and with others, so I count the opportunity to share via technology a blessing (and somedays a curse) - all good can be used for bad and vice versa I suppose. Thanks so much to all who follow us and take the time to care. We love you too!

Pictures later...

bath time...

2009-02-21T15:37:00.005-06:00

Yep, she's cute...

Urgent prayer needed...

2009-02-05T23:03:00.003-06:00

I've been following a CarePages site for several months now for a little three year old girl with terminal cancer. It appears her time to meet Jesus is nearing very soon and her family could use every prayer right now. You can read more of her story at www.katiefitch.com/blog. Please take a moment to ask Jesus for strength, comfort and peace - and whatever else they need at this moment. I don't even pretend to understand this, as I don't even know her and my heart aches beyond belief for her family.

Just some fun photos...

2009-02-02T13:31:00.006-06:00

I got a "regular" camera recently, i.e. one that fits in my purse. I'm still figuring it out, but it sure was fun to have it at lia sophia Success Camp. Mom and I have been selling the jewelry since October and we had a fantastic time with all the other women from our team. We even got to meet Ellen Kiam - the founder of the company! Well, technically her husband founded it, but it was all for her love of jewelry. Good times!

And this is a cute one of Lyla's first time in the snow.

way too long, I know....

2009-02-01T00:46:00.002-06:00

I'm not sure where the time is going these days, but it sure does seem to be in a hurry! I realized it's been nearly a month and a half since my last post! Sheesh.

It's 12:47am, so I'm not gonna be long winded here. I am keeping my word to my cousin Carla that I would post today. =)

I just got home from a Jon and Kate Plus 8 party - Kate spoke at Willow tonight and then several women got together afterwards at a friend's house. It was great to see everyone and catch up on life. The worship at Willow was amazing. My favorite part was the emphasis on God's faithfulness. It centered around the song "Great is Thy Faithfulness." It was a song I very much loved growing up in church. I love hymns and I've been so blessed to reconnect with some old favorites these past few weeks at Willow. With the introduction of modern worship, I forgot how much I love the words of scripture in the hymns. It's a feeling of instant connect with God for me. I immediately thought of the ways God has shown His faithfulness in my life - providing people and circumstances always at the right times for me. Really, if it wasn't 1am, I'd share more. For now, I'd encourage you to reflect on the words of the song and God's provision in your own life...

"...Great is thy faithfulness, morning by morning new mercies I see. All I have needed Thy hand hath provided. Great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me."

Have a super day!

Go tell it on the mountain...

2008-12-18T22:44:00.008-06:00

Owen has been singing this song for weeks. In fact, he and his friend Tommy even gave me a concert with pretend mics and guitars a few weeks ago. Tonight was their big performance. True to form, they did not disappoint.

Lyla really enjoyed the show as well, giggling most of the way through. Well, at least until she spotted the baby Jesus in the manger - at which point, she could think of nothing she wanted more.
By the way, it's the debut photo of her second band...

And what a sweet ending to a great night...(she loves the glow worm and snowman)

Kevin may kill me for this last one, but I LOVE Christmas PJs, so I was thrilled to find these on clearance...

Oh Deer...

2008-12-15T00:25:00.003-06:00

I can't even really believe I'm posting this, but it made me laugh so much I had to share.

While perusing Walmart the other night, I came across the following...

And while I think the whole concept of the thing pooping jelly beans is novel, the real humor lies in Santa's caption - "Have a poopin' Christmas." Really? Don't ya think if you're going to market something so clever as brown poop jelly beans, you could have come up with a better catchphrase?

Santa visit

2008-12-15T00:11:00.004-06:00

Last week we made our annual outing to visit Santa Claus. Since Owen's very first year, I've gone to the same Santa. It's at a mall not so far from our house that's not got the best reputation (there was a gunfight there one weekend last year), nor the best shopping - not even a Gap. HOWEVER, this mall does have the most authentic Santa I've ever laid eyes on. From what the elf ladies tell me at the counter, his wife makes all of his clothes. And they are just lovely.

Over the last four and a half years, I've created a 5x7 collection of the annual visit, all with Owen's eyes beaming and the thought of actually seeing Santa in person. I know all the journalism majors out there can tell where this is going, right?

Kevin decided to join us this year. So last Wednesday after work, we got the kiddos all dolled up in outfits I purchased before I even knew if Lyla was a boy or girl. Get to the mall - Santa's on dinner break - Kevin holds our spot in line while I walk around with the kids. Owen spots a remote control helicopter. Long day of needing a nap and empty stomach take their places. Meltdown ensues. "I want the helicopter NOW!" blah, blah,blah, blah, BLLAAAAHHHH. aaarrrggh.

He wanted absolutely nothing to do with Santa. Lyla gladly takes her spot on his lap and we snap the shot. Suddenly Owen remembers he wants the helicopter and asks me to tell Santa for him. I'm flashing back to "A Christmas Story" when Santa kicks Ralphy back down the slide as he remembers he needs that Red Rider BB gun.

Not pretty. So this year's photo is of Lyla and Santa, instead of the beautiful one I envisioned of both my kids and Santa for the wall. Enter the reality of parenthood. Planning really never works out.

And then I snapped another one of her in front of the tree...

This is her last photo before she gets her second DOC Band tomorrow. We were hoping to make it past Christmas without it, but our window for correction is running out so we're moving forward. Get ready for yet another paint job!

prayer bear...

2008-12-14T23:53:00.003-06:00

Owen's school has a special little friend named Prayer Bear who makes his way to the home of each child over the course of the school year. We recently hosted the little guy for a week. Owen was excited to play in the snow with him and feed him waffles. I, of course, was excited to send him back to school because I was so nervous all week he might fall into the waffle syrup - or Lyla might put him into the toilet. Luckily he made it back safely, but not before we got a few pictures of him and wrote in his traveling journal.

A quick addict....

2008-12-10T00:38:00.003-06:00

My friend Lori sent me a link a couple of hours ago to a money saving site written by a mom and I'm addicted already. Those who read this (the one or two of you, hehe) know I'm a fan of CVS, but this woman takes it over the top! She's serious about keeping her money IN her wallet! Check her out at www.moneysavingmom.com.

Knowing I love a good blog, Lori also sent me Stephanie's link - it's on my blog roll to the left already. I had the honor of taking her extended family's photos a few years back when I was learning photography and she and her cute kiddos were so gracious and patient with me. It's super fun to see her amazing life and family flourishing, so linky yourself over there if you're so inclined!

It's December 10th and I'm ALMOST finished with all of my photography clients and Lia Sophia for 2008. I have one more set of Christmas cards to design and one last party on Thursday - then I'm makin' cookies! SUGAR cookies. KARIN'S sugar cookies - see her family link on the left too (the Hernandez family). I'll post the recipe next week when I make them. Seriously, I have dreams of these cookies. Karin taught me to make them nine years ago and I've not made another sugar cookie since. Well, technically I've not "made" any, since Pilsbury did it for me a few times.

One last think I must mention - the snow. It's just lovely. I went to coffee with Lori tonight (sorry to the Starbucks gals who thought they'd surely get to leave early tonight due to the snow - we actually were told to leave at closing). When we got home at 10:15, there seemed to be a neighborhood block party of sorts. All the men congregating on one corner comparing snow blower or shovel stories I suppose. It was so pretty to see all the lights peeking through the snow - and neighbors enjoying one another. I LOVE where we live - specifically, I love the PEOPLE where we live. I'm a girl from the south who grew up on the same street where most everyone in my family lived - so moving north (and then STAYING here) was a big stretch for me. God has answered my every prayer regarding community, providing neighbors who very much care for one another - and kids, kids, and more kids!

Wanted to share a quick photo of Kevin's handiwork with the Christmas lights - and the snow too of course!

Bliss and a miss...

2008-12-04T22:44:00.002-06:00

Ooooooo I LOVE this time of year! So many things really...the sparkle of white lights, snow covered trees, 32 years of Christmas ornaments, the songs, the movies (Rudolph, Frosty, a Christmas Story, Christmas Vacation, even Alvin and the Chipmunks), the smells, the anticipation, the Hope, the Promise...all of it, I love all of it.

I ESPECIALLY love two things about this time of year - and they are nothing spiritual, though I'm convinced both must be in Heaven - served just after my Granddaddy's tomatoes and Grandmother's green beans.

The first is Cranberry Bliss Bars from Starbucks. I'm not sure if they are from Heaven or Hell because really sin is so pretty and tasty - but so is all that is good too. So let's just give 'em the benefit of the doubt and say if He could have served them at the last supper, Jesus would be breaking Bliss bars instead of bread. Yum, yum, yum.

And we could end the whole alcohol debate with Christians if He'd only chased those bars with Williams-Sonoma Hot Cocoa. Seriously. It really is sin in a cup. Makes wine look tame. I am intoxicated just thinking about the shaved delight in a can. I think it has more calories per cup - when made with their hand-cut marshmallows - than Willy Wonka had in the whole factory.

I'm just gonna tell you - with today's economy, the second one is definitely a luxury item. At $19.50 a can, you might need to eat Spam for the main course.

Now the miss - I'm sorry to report that McDonald's "premium" hot chocolate is nothing more than whole milk with Hershey's syrup. Don't get me wrong - I'm a Hershey's girl - when it's in a bar form with almonds or a tiny silver-kissed wrapper - or even atop a bowl of vanilla ice cream. BUT having experienced "premium," EXQUISITE hot chocolate from my own kitchen (with the help of aforementioned W.S.), I was sadly disappointed. Don't waste your $1.99 - take it to Starbucks for the Cranberry Bliss. Just don't go to the one on 14 in Barrington, as I want them to have an ample supply for me. =)

Happy Birthday sweet Lyla Joy!

2008-11-27T23:00:00.012-06:00

I really can't believe I'm already typing this post! It feels like only a few short months ago we were welcoming our sweet girl into this big world. Lyla celebrated both her birthday and baby dedication all in one day - of course several days early since her birthday falls so close to Thanksgiving this year. I did not want turkey to overtake her shining moment.

Our friend Galen led a beautiful meaningful service at our home, where family and friends joined us in our commitment to bringing her up in a Christ-centered home as best we can. It was just a lovely day and Lyla was such a sweet girl throughout. We are incredibly blessed to have her in our family and can't believe God has entrusted her and Owen to us!

Galen's wife Angelica also happens to be a fantastic photographer, so she took many of the photos below. Thanks Angelica!

The cakes (I made the same cakes for Owen's first birthday - you know, sans the pink and purple icing)...

My grandparents gave her this Bible - the cover can be used as a handkerchief on her wedding day...

cake overload...

Her fantastic big brother...

tagged...

2008-11-10T00:48:00.003-06:00

I’ve been tagged. Generally, I hate things like this – however, after reading Shanan’s blog (she tagged me), I felt like I learned a few new things about her and loved her a little more. So, whether you love me a little more or not after reading this, well that’s up to you…

Seven random or weird things about me (I'm choosing to think they are just random)...

1. I’ll just start with the quirkiest and get it out of the way. I physically cannot stand the smell of restaurant leftovers in a vehicle. When Kevin and I were dating, we’d go out to eat and then bring home a carryout box (you know, when I pretended I couldn’t possibly eat all that food because my stomach was too tiny to manage it all, hehe). He’d always be quite the gentleman to leave it in the trunk, lest I throw up all over his shiny black truck – and then miss the end of the night kiss.

2. Most of my family lives on the same street in Kentucky – and it’s even named after them! Elliott Road has been home to my great grandmother and grandfather, Grandmother and Granddaddy, Mom & Terry, my great aunt and uncle and their kids, one uncle, one aunt, and many cousins over the years. My dad’s family is much the same way, all living within a couple miles of each other.

3. I love to bake, not cook. If I could exist on butter, sugar and cocoa, well I would. I can’t wait for this weekend because I’ll make Lyla a three tiered cake and I know there will be leftovers of the serious kind. I’d only stray for my Grandmother’s green beans or Granddaddy’s turnip greens. Well, and then tomatoes. I’d eat them until my mouth was raw from all the acid. Seriously. I love them that much.

4. I can never remember what happens in movies. My favorite movies are Mary Poppins, the Wizard of Oz, and all Reece Witherspoon and Kate Hudson movies. I’ve probably seen the first two 50 times and I still can’t tell you how they end.

5. I am a bottomless pit of useless random tidbits and resources. Relevant information can’t seem to find a place in my brain to reside. But the irrelevant lives forever within. I’m also pretty resourceful and know how to locate information quickly.

6. I’m a night owl. It’s 12:30 am as I type this, avoiding the responsibility of moving toys and furniture for the carpet cleaners who will be here within 8 hours. Somehow, I need to fit sleep in there too. 6am comes entirely too quickly every day.

7. Other things I love…unsweet tea (and I’m not apologizing to the south –it makes me no less southern if I skip the sugar), Days of Our Lives thirty years strong, Brown Sugar and Maple Oatmeal with buttered toast and Dr. Pepper, CVS Pharmacy – seriously a great rewards program, chocolate cake with chocolate icing, my hot husband, and two of the cutest kids on the planet. Really, they are. I deeply appreciate and value my friendships and find them to be incredibly life-giving. I love to rearrange furniture and organize things (this sadly does not mean that I get the time to do it, but I do love it).

Okay, so that’s my seven random things. Good thing it asked for random, because I don’t really work in any other manner.

I’m tagging the next few…

Lori http://www.camrynhope.blogspot.com/

Becky http://www.elliekate-texasbred.blogspot.com/

Angelica http://angelica-thethomasfamily.blogspot.com/

Tish http://inthecordreyhome.blogspot.com/

Karin http://hernandezinboston.blogspot.com/ (no worries Karin, it can wait until your top 20 list is done)

Thanks Shanan for the encouraging distraction!

October with the Ruffs...

2008-10-27T19:40:00.017-06:00

My apologies for being such a slacker on the blog lately. I'm beyond busy with photography and Lia Sophia these days, but loving it all the same. Thought I'd share some recent fall photos of the Ruffs.

Kevin and I at a friend's wedding...

Our trip to Kentucky was very quick, but so glad to see Grandmother and Granddaddy before his surgery (this Thursday for you prayer warriors out there)...

I really don't like my hair, but Bryan did a fantastic job framing this one, so I had to post it.

Reason 101 and 102 I don't PAY someone to take Owen's photos...

A trip to Goebbert's pumpkin farm...

This is as close as we got to the Haunted House...

Her first sultry modeling pose...

Carving pumpkins with Uncle Bryan - Lyla insisted on being part of the action.

more cutie photos...

2008-10-15T19:24:00.004-06:00

Edited some more today, when I should have been editing photos I'm getting paid to take. shhhhh.....

Fall is here!

2008-10-15T12:14:00.004-06:00

We were scheduled for a family photo session this past weekend, but I was sick and the kids both had a cold, so we decided to reschedule. Sadly, I think the rescheduled date will be after all the beautiful fall colors, so I decided to take the kids over to our lovely park for a mini photo shoot. With wipes in hand for crusty, slimy noses and the promise of playground time for good behavior, we were off.

Incidentally, Lyla's hair stood up on it's own for the entire following day after this barrette.

little pumpkin

2008-10-10T20:50:00.003-06:00

My mom got Lyla this adorable outfit for Halloween and I'm determined we'll get her money's worth out of it. Before the cheerios came out for lunch, I snapped a couple of photos.

Bring the rain...

2008-09-29T06:48:00.004-06:00

I keep forgetting to post this, but a month or so ago (really, it could have been three months, but I can't keep up with the pace time flies), a friend sent me a link to an amazing blog. I'm gonna post it below, but first I want to warn you - you WILL want to read each and every post on it, so give yourself a good ten hours to sit down with it. Change the baby's diaper and make a pile of food to get the toddlers through the day while you're glued to the screen.

The blog is called "Bring the Rain" and Angie perfectly explains it's title. It's the most powerful thing on the internet I've ever read. (Sidenote - I just had to stop typing because Owen came over and asked "do you want to squeeze my muscle mom?" - feeding the male ego starts so early). You will cry and laugh the most authentic tears and belly-gripping chuckles ever. I promise. Really. She ministers in the way I believe Jesus would if he were a girl. Very truthful, real, easy to connect with her heart accounts of daily life. And super pictures. And a great affection for Target and a good clearance rack.

Start from the beginning. She has a link on the side that says if you're new, you can click it to start from the first post.

Without further delay, go to wwww.audreycaroline.blogspot.com.

And if you're kids (or, GASP, your husbands) go hungry, don't say I didn't warn you.

Happy Birthday Grandpa!

2008-09-18T20:30:00.001-06:00

It's been a month of birthdays - and all favorite people of ours! Today we are celebrating Kevin's dad, aka Grandpa. Always ready with a smile and quirky remark, Owen and Lyla are especially fond of their Grandpa. I love that he has a special activity or nickname for all the grandkids. Since he was a little guy, Owen has always loved "marching" with Grandpa. He would put on some old music with a funny beat and they would march for hours it seems, often until Owen was asleep. More recently, Owen has learned the art of fishing from Grandpa. They love to compare all the lures and spinner thingys, and typically end up resorting to worms and a good old bobber to make the catch.

Lyla beams in delight as she hears Grandpa coming for his "Lyla Lou," to which Owen always reminds him that is, in fact, not her name. Still sounds fun.

Happy Birthday Grandpa! Hope you can blow out all those candles! And if not - I'm sure there's a lawyer or Democrat somewhere we can blame.

We love you!

Happy Birthday Grandma, Grandpa and Granddaddy!

2008-09-07T22:57:00.004-06:00

Oh my goodness, I'm so behind here! Last week marked a significant birthday for Grandma (Kevin's mom), but I'm not telling which one! We spent it with her in Rhinelander and had a fantastic time! There are lots of things we love about Grandma - her kind spirit (I mean LITERALLY I've never heard her say a mean word about anyone), fabulous sense of style and decor, her love of a good bargain (remember Mom, it's only a bargain if you need it) and relentless coupon clipping (I have diaper coupons that expired before I met Kevin). Then there's the plethora of toys she has saved for 30 plus years, which her grandkids now treasure too. And her yummy cooking. Most of all, we love the way she cares so deeply and unapologetically for her family. Happy Birthday!

The same day marked my Granddaddy's 89th birthday. Somewhere along the way, it becomes okay again - and almost a pride point - to share your age. Of course, Grandad thinks he's 30 still, working like a madman in the yard and garden. I swear if his tomatoes and corn aren't in Heaven, I may have to reconsider Jesus. And speaking of Jesus, my grandad is by far the closest comparison I have ever encountered. NEVER a mean word has come from his mouth. He shares well beyond measure of all he has with all he meets. I have SO many memories growing up with him where we would take dinner or groceries to someone in need, visiting churches and nursing homes, and even handing out government cheese and milk to those who could not afford to feed their families. His garden has fed hundreds of people over the years. And somehow it never runs out. I could go on and on, but really you just need to meet him just once in your life. Love you Grandad! (and YES, he does read the blog occassionally)

And finally, this weekend marked my own Dad's birthday as well! Must be a good week to be born. Growing up, I have so many fun memories of Dad working on the farm - teaching me to grow Kentucky's cash crop (the legal one - tobacco), drive a tractor, then moving on to "Big Green" and "Sweet Betsy," an old farm truck and two-ton truck respectively. Somehow I feel I learned more working with him on the farm in the summers than I ever did in an office or retail shop. He also had a healthy love of Marlena Evans on "Days of Our Lives," which ensured a 12:00 sharp lunch break every day. More recently, I've enjoyed watching him spend time with my kids as they look on adoringly. I hope Owen looks to him for golf lessons, considering I can't even hit the ball. And perhaps he and Lyla will enjoy some court time playing "HORSE" with him - sorry Dad, they're still gonna root for the Illini though. Happy Birthday!

And I'd be a stinky wife if I failed to mention the man of my dreams also celebrated his birthday in the last couple of weeks! Kevin is completely modest when it comes to celebrations revolving around him, so we spent the evening with friends at a reception for a retreat he recently attended. Then we made s'mores in Rhinelander instead of a cake. An amazing friend, husband and father, I am incredibly blessed to be Mrs. Kevin Ruff! Happy Birthday Honey!

Rhinelander '08

2008-09-02T21:47:00.019-06:00

It was almost exactly one year ago that we spent a few days in Rhinelander with Kevin's parents in their newly renovated cottage on the lake. Last year, I was shopping for long sleeved maternity clothes because the weather was 40 degrees. This year Mother Nature was kinder - it was sunny and 75 every day.

Owen started the trip off with an 11 inch wide mouthed bass - needless to say, he was "hooked" on fishing. He spent the better part of the weekend standing on the pier casting his pole (which Grandpa found at a garage sale for a steal). Lyla soaked up the sun and waves at Hodag Beach - she was in Heaven!

Kevin and his dad definitely enjoyed several hours a day of fishing - but neither could beat my biggest fish catch - a 14 inch bass! Just goes to show girls really are better - and more efficient. I keep reminding Kevin it only took me 30 minutes and one beer to catch the big one.

The north woods of Wisconsin are a stunning display of God's creative nature. I could not have asked for a more beautiful sunset anywhere. And so glad I had a camera to capture it.

I love these at sunset with Kevin and the kids...

And the best for last...

that was easy...

2008-08-18T17:57:00.002-06:00

Monday morning, 8am conversation at the Ruff house...

Owen: "Mom have we ever been to Disneyland?"

Mom: "Disneyworld, but not Disneyland. That's in California."

Owen: "Can we go to California to see Disneyland?"

Mom: "Probably not honey. It's very expensive and we'd have to save lots of money."

Owen: (hands out to the side, with a quick witty thinking face) "Well, we could just get the easy button. It saves you LOTS of money."

Thank you Staples. Perhaps I could bill them for the tickets.

paint job #4...

2008-08-17T13:12:00.005-06:00

This is my fourth - and hopefully final - paint job on Lyla's band.

For all those faithful, observant fans out there - you may be saying to yourself "did I miss something? I only remember the pink dots and purple band..." Don't rush for the Ginko Biloba just yet. You're right - sort of. For you see friends, I could not possibly post paint job #3. I am too much a perfectionist and worry what others think to allow you to see the ugly grass green paint I subjected her cuteness to. Sorry sweet girl.

Here is a much cuter creation...

I am your Father...

2008-08-15T22:17:00.010-06:00

Owen had not so suddenly developed an obsession with Darth Vader. He's always been intrigued by "the dark side," in the form of Halloween Costumes and the Halloween house on our block. Think of the creepiest, bloodiest, strangest decorations you can - then multiply it by ten and voila! The Halloween House. So really it should come as no surprise to me that He would love Darth.

Thanks to the McMarketing geniuses of the world, our kids can be obsessed with characters way beyond their viewing age. Think Spiderman, Hulk, Star Wars, Batman - movies no four year old should possibly be able to view, lest we never get our beds to ourselves again. But somehow McDonald's still has a toy for them. ick.

Anyway, we were in the Gap last week because I had a coupon begging to be used and my husband was at a baseball game for the night (read - I wasn't up for four more hours in my home alone with two kids). Owen spotted the new Junk Food t-shirts - you know, the cool old school ones pre-washed so many times that if you sneezed on them a hole would surely appear? There he was - Darth - in all his glory. On a cream colored tee.

For those who have yet to spend a day with Owen - let's just say he's akin to an F4 tornado when it comes to a mess. A cream colored $22 Darth tee would be multiple shades of brown and blue by the end of the hour. Wasn't happening. Oh but he wanted it so. Still not happening.

Then came last Tuesday. We enrolled in a Food Allergy study with Children's Memorial Hospital in Chicago. Apparently, Children's is hoping to become the national research center for food allergies. They are taking 1,000 families and testing them yearly via a scratch and blood test to see if there are genetic markers for allergies. And some other stuff too that I'm too tired to remember right now. Owen's peanut allergy is such a severe one that it is caused with even tiny inhaled amounts, so they were not able to skin/scratch test him because he would be "exposed" and therefore potentially have a bad reaction. In retrospect, this was more than good - sitting still for 15 minutes - well, remember the F4 thing.

I am a woman who believes that being up front and truthful is the best way to handle most any situation. Perhaps I should just reconsider the timing of my disclosures. Owen knew way too soon he was getting a shot. For two days he cried at the thought of them sticking him. So in an effort to bribe him for bravery, I promised the Darth Vader shirt for a good visit to the study. I knew this would still not calm his fears, but would at least give him a pleasant outcome to look forward to (and something nice for us to talk about instead of the shots).

Fast forward to the study (which technically is rewind now for you). Tiny room, lots of people, a million questions, the New York Post (doing a story on the family ahead of us), hungry baby, thirsty kid, blah blah blah. You surely get the picture. I guess if you're gonna do something unpleasant, may as well go all out, huh? The nurses allowed us to at least keep Owen and Lyla in separate rooms for the blood draw. Kevin went with Owen and I with Lyla. Really, there was no good choice bad choice here, because both were equally terrible. I'll spare the details, but let's just say that finding a vein in a chubby armed eight month old is a challenge for even a world class children's hospital. I can only imagine what moms with very ill children go through on a daily basis there. My heart sinks for and with them.

For Owen, the physical pain was very minimal. It was the fear and anticipation that was overwhelming for his little spirit. And as I watch and listen - knowing the outcome will be relatively painless, I can't help but think God must somehow feel this way about me too. I kick and scream about so much, when really the pain is so minimal in the end. Well, at least most of the time.

I've been working on this post for three days now and still feel I have ten more chapters to go, but I'm going to stop for now and perhaps post more later today. As for the title of the post, I had grand intentions of tying in Darth's words with those God so often reminds me of Himself, but well....sorry. I have a million things swirling in my head and sometimes this blog becomes more of a spot to think outloud for me. It doesn't always make sense on the screen. Read what you want. Just don't avoid me in the grocery store because my kids look dirty in scary cream colored shirts.

fun times on the Fox....

2008-08-09T21:42:00.004-06:00

Our neighbors recently invited us to take a ride on the jet skis with them along the Fox River. Owen had a blast!

let's put it to a vote...

2008-07-30T20:41:00.009-06:00

Okay, so Cranial Technologies has an annual calendar for their banded babies and I want Lyla to make the cut. Problem is, I can't seem to decide on a photo. I can only submit one. So I thought we could take a vote. Look over the photos below and tell me which you like best - or scroll down and look at previous ones and tell me if you like another one better. I'll number them to make it easier. To vote, just click on "comments" at the end of the post and let me know your choice. Thanks!

number 1

number 2

number 3

number 4

number 5

number 6

number 7

I had to add this one. This is an Owen look if I've ever seen one! Don't vote for it though. =)

last photos of the old paint...

2008-07-30T09:13:00.003-06:00

Before I repainted Lyla's band, I took a few more photos of her in the pink dots.

Only four more weeks to go!

You're in the right place still...

2008-07-29T00:07:00.003-06:00

So I'm having a week of cleaning and organizing our cluttered life - the office, the kids room, laundry, etc, etc. In the middle of it all, I could no longer look at the jumbled blog I had, so I chose to simplify it and go with Owen's current favorite color of green. My new favorite color is orange, but that looked to Halloweeny for the blog, so green it is - today.

Just some random updates here - Lyla visited Cranial Tech today and we found out she only has one more fitting and then her graduation! So that's four more weeks total - only all of the hottest month of the year, hehe. We are super excited to say goodbye to the band and hold our sweet little girl's head next to us soon. It got a new paint job today, which I'll post pictures of later.

Owen is enjoying his newfound swimming skills this summer - not quite swimming on his own, but a new confidence in the water for sure. His favorite topics to discuss lately are time (how many minutes till we get to...) and Heaven (what kind of house will I live in, when does your skin fall off to get there, and most importantly - will Ray be my neighbor there). Anyone care to explain these to him, I'll pay the phone bill.

Kevin has managed to build a garage and keep our yard amazingly lovely this summer. He's a real green thumb - and I'm a real lucky lady.

And I'm keeping busy with the photography stuff. I have my second wedding booked this weekend and I'm super excited! Weddings are always fun because most everyone wants to be photographed looking their Sunday best. And those who don't can typically be bribed with a cute red sucker. =)

Happy Birthday Mimi!

2008-07-20T22:04:00.004-06:00

Happy Birthday to my amazing mom! She doesn't look nearly old enough to be a grandma, but she is definitely a favorite around my house. Always my biggest supporter and fan (except when I use black and white photos instead of color), I am incredibly blessed to have her in our lives. Sweet Kathy Sue is always ready with a smile, an encouraging word, and a bottomless pit of both useful and useless information. Always ready for adventure (just back from her second annual weekend float along Current River) - and always looking for someone to hunt arrowheads, a.k.a. ROCKS, with her. There's no dream too big for her to tackle - she went to college right after my graduation, and is now today a successful physician's assistant. And I couldn't be more proud to call her MOM. Happy Birthday! We love you!

Peanut-free baseball...

2008-07-17T21:49:00.005-06:00

Well, Owen got to see his first baseball game last night! For those who aren't aware (or apparently have never been around me in the last four years), Owen has a severe peanut allergy. To most, a baseball game is an every day event - but to anyone with a nut allergy, a game is a reaction waiting to happen. Kevin and I both were disappointed this summer when we realized we couldn't take Owen to a White Sox game, for fear those around us would be enjoying those nasty legumes. =)

Then Enjoy Life Foods (www.enjoylifefoods.com) partnered up with the Kane County Cougars to host Peanut Free night at the ballpark. The stadium was powerwashed, along with all of the kidzone bouncy houses and slides, the concession staff was educated, and both teams agreed to keep the dugouts peanut free for the night.

Owen donned his Cougars shirt, Grandma came to babysit Lyla, and Kevin, Grandpa, Mom and Uncle Bryan loaded up the car for the fun to begin. And FUN he had! We arrived early enough to take in all the pre-game happenings, and didn't leave until the last car was in the lot. He danced between pitches, bounced in the bouncy house, pitched a ball 19MPH, ran the obstacle bouncer, ate hot dogs, nachos, cotton candy, ice cream, rope candy, and pizza (really -all of that fit into his 35lb four year old body). Washed it all down with lemonade and soda. This of course, allowed him to have the pep to stay awake for the fantastic fireworks and running of the bases.

We are already looking forward to the game next year!

He's four!

2008-07-03T22:41:00.005-06:00

Well, it seems I blinked and my baby boy turned four. Owen has spent the last two weeks celebrating his birthday with friends and family and now the festivities will end with a firework frenzy.

As a healthy, vivacious four year old, Owen is a ball of fun to all who know him. He's never met a stranger, as he introduces himself and greets anyone who'll give him a look. For a paranoid mom, this is of course, a stranger danger nightmare. However, I am reminded that he sees the world with a pure heart - the way God intended for us to see it.

He loves his friends - the neighborhood kids making the top of the list. He adores family, with an extra sweet spot reserved for sister Lyla. At the moment, he's crazy about Scooby Doo, Caillou, Spongebob, and Spiderman. Favorite snack is a Hershey's chocolate bar, and he can drink his weight in apple juice (diluted, of course, for all you worried moms out there). His favorite "job" at school is holding the door, and he loves to practice in public - making this southern mom proud of her little gentleman. Owen also has a witty sense of humor (gets it from his dad for sure); he often asks me to order him peanuts with sesame seeds at the "MisterDonald's" drive thru. This, of course, would kill him (remember those nasty food allergies), but he thinks it's funny all the same.

Four years ago I had lots of hopes and dreams for my new little one. I can honestly say he's all I dreamed and then so much more. We are incredibly blessed that we get to be parents to such an amazing kid.

Owen Ruff - Happy Birthday! And in response to your question about driving a car now that you're big - you only have to live four times as long now (and then we'll think about it). We love you!

Cousins...

2008-06-17T20:04:00.008-06:00

My cousin Carla visited with her family a few weeks back and we had a fantastic weekend playing in the yard and the park. Of course, this is not reflected in the end group photo - but is rather a typical scene when trying to get four kids four and under to POSE for a photo. The pictures reminded me of many we have at home from our younger days with cousins. We are incredibly blessed to have a family that still gets all the kids together whenever possible - even though we all live in different cities.

Happy Father's Day!

2008-06-14T21:17:00.004-06:00

Just wanted to take a quick minute to wish everyone a Happy Father's Day! And by everyone, I really just mean the dads of the world. =) I am so grateful for all of the father figures in my life (Dad, Grandad, Terry, Father in-law) and to be married to one AMAZING father (that's you Kevin). And then of course, we are all incredibly adored by our Father in Heaven - and that's pretty amazing!

when life gives you lemons...

2008-06-12T19:17:00.005-06:00

Well if you add sugar to make lemonade, then you'll just add a bunch of calories and get fat. Or fatter. And really, to make lemonade there is a little EFFORT required. I say let's just suck the lemon, make the ugly face, and let it pass.

It's been one of THOSE weeks here in the Ruff house. We started the week off with a 7am commute in rush hour to Skokie (for those not in Chicagoland, it's about an hour and a half stop light to stop light) to see the Cranial Technology tech for Lyla's band. She'd had a weekend of sleepless nights and a nasty rash on the head. After an adjustment that included Wet n' Wild ruby red lipstick and a few more hours of healing, she was back in the band. Sleep not included. That was Monday.

Tuesday, Kevin called just after lunch to let me know someone broke the glass in his car to take the GPS from his dashboard. Of course, insurance considers a GPS a household item that is covered under homeowner's policies, so there is a thousand dollar deductible (per incident). I want to meet the idiot who needs the GPS in his HOUSE. Luckily, the glass is fully covered and was replace the next day.

Then came Wednesday. After a completely sleepless night with Lyla, I thought I might pass out. I thought this was from the exhaustion of being awake all night, so I opted to try some caffeine. By lunch, I had the chills and a fever and extreme pain in my chest (think breastfeeding girls). After a call to the doctor's office, I was on my way to CVS for a dose of antibiotics to cure MASTITIS. nice. My sweet mother in law came today to help with the baby, and luckily I was feeling much better by mid-day.

Then there's this whole insurance game of semantics in paying for a DOC band. I can explain it offline to anyone who really wants to know, but I find it rather boring to read about personally so I'll spare you. I found out there is a grant offered to help when insurance covers little or none of the cost - then I found out we made exactly $2,000 too much last year to be considered.

I don't need sugar here. Salt and tequila - I might make the effort.

So it's Thursday now - Lyla is getting used to the idea of the band, Costco had a great GPS on sale, I'm feeling much better, and the kids got some Grandma time. Also, I plan to tell everyone I know who childed gets "banded" about the grant (www.uhccf.com) - perhaps they can benefit from it, though we can't.

Here's looking forward to a pleasant weekend celebrating the men we adore. Happy Father's Day!

it's still us...

2008-06-07T08:01:00.002-06:00

Hey there! I've changed the blog template - so don't leave! You're still in the right place. I found some adorable free blog templates at www.quirky-bird.com. There's a linkeroo to them down there on the right side of this page. Somebody please use the cutest gnome page I've ever seen! For some reason I didn't see it until after I'd already loaded this birdy one, otherwise you'd be staring at super cute garden critters as we speak (well, technically as you read I suppose). And for all y'all out there who want to be on my linky list there, no worries - I'm still updating it from the old page.

Always exciting around the Ruff house. Owen and Ray are outside watching the roofers roof the garage. Lyla is sleeping - still getting over yesterday's drama of six month shots. Really, it was all of thirty seconds for her. Now Owen is panicked about his four year old appt because he too will get the stick. Lyla's helmet had to come off al of yesterday because of a nasty skin irritation. It has to heal completely before we can put the thing back on her cutie head. On the plus side, she slept almost through the night last night without it on. So mom and dad got some much needed sleep.

Now I am off to the gym for some much needed exercise! Enjoy the weekend.

she's a happy girl!

2008-06-04T22:03:00.005-06:00

Lyla has taken to the band well (with the exception of sleeping). She and Owen love to sit on our front porch and watch the squirrels, birds, cars, etc.

lyla's got a brand new do...

2008-06-03T21:46:00.005-06:00

Our little cutie got her DOC Band today. These are photos from her "fitting." At first, the band was too low over her eyes and ears. After a few adjustments, it fit fine (sorry no photos yet). I managed to paint it tonight, so I'll get a photo of her in it tomorrow. Thanks to all who have called and emailed today to see how it went! We so appreciate your prayers and concern!

random happenings...

2008-05-31T12:55:00.008-06:00

We've had lots going on around the Ruff house the past few weeks! Owen finished his second year of preschool - four year olds, here he comes! Lyla is busy trying to grab anything in site - she successfully grabbed, then spilled my large glass of iced tea all over the dining room rug last week. Both kids are loving the warm weather - Lyla loves the breeze in the stroller and Owen has taken an extra liking to the mud puddles after each rain. I think I rinse him and the tub three times a day right now. Somehow he too has mananged to leave his mark on the dining room rug - and the white rug in his room - and the carpet down the stairs. We have a no shoes in the house rule, but the warm air has gone to his head I think!

Below are some random photos. Before you think we've put Lyla in the torture chamber, allow me to explain. In order to build the cranial band she'll be sporting next week, an exact replica of her cutie head has to be created. They put a stocking on her head to assist in getting the precise photos needed. It lasted all of a few minutes. Needless to say, she wasn't thrilled.

Owen had costume day for the last day of preschool.

Looks like she's going to rob Babies R Us...

Here's our happy camper once more! Daddy makes everything better. =)

Owen's got a new ride...

2008-05-29T22:13:00.003-06:00

Well, it's a little early, but Owen got his birthday bike! After the brakes failed down a hill while riding his 12 inch bike and he had to jump off to avoid the road, Kevin and I figured better safe than sorry. So YES, he got his gift a month early, but I'm sure he won't be without other gifts come the big day.

it wasn't five thousand, but...

2008-05-12T08:27:00.004-06:00

I just have to tell you this. God uses us when we least expect it, and it really is such an amazing feeling to know that the Almighty allows us to be part of his work!

Two of our very best friends, Brian and Lori (and their adorable ball of one year old sunshine Camryn) moved into the house kitty-corner from us over the weekend. It's a beautiful 1920s bungalow similar to ours (just a little side note because I love the style so much).

I had my cousin Carla and her cute family visiting for the weekend - and let's just say with four kids, the house was busy. Carla and I prepared spaghetti for our two families, along with some bread and brownies (we're southern girls, so no meal is complete without sweets at the end). As we were finishing dinner, I was just about to put the leftovers away when the phone rang. It was Lori. The conversation follows(paraphrased)...

(ring, ring...)

Sandy: Do you have dinner?
Lori: That's weird, I was just calling to...
Sandy (interrupting of course): I have dinner for you. We have all this spaghetti.
Lori: Are you serious? I have a lot of people.
Sandy: Yes, please take it.
Lori: I'll be right down.

She was technically just calling to see if I could suggest a carryout place. When she said a lot of people, let me clarify - 11 or 12. We had six. That pot of spaghetti was 2lbs of meat, 2 jars of sauce and 2 boxes of spaghetti. You do the math. 18 people and there were leftovers.

While Prego I'm sure would like to take credit, I'm not giving them the chance. This was God.

One of my very favorite passages in the bible is when Jesus feeds five thousand people with a couple of loaves of bread and a few fish. He got them from a young boy who was just willing to share. I know he had no idea how Jesus was going to do such a miracle with them. And you know he certainly never forgot.

And I won't either. The lesson for me was that God takes what we offer and uses as only He can. Some had time, some muscles, some food.

So I say we all put some water on to boil tonight and see what happens.

On second thought...

2008-05-09T13:17:00.006-06:00

Well, little Lyla's head isn't getting better, but in fact worse. Looks like she's going to be wearing a DOC Band, used to treat positional plagiocephaly. Basically, she has a flat spot on the right side of her head behind her ear. It's somehow pushing the right ear and forehead forward, creating moderate facial asymmetry. It's our understanding that if left untreated, she will have significant asymmetry later in life, beginning in the grade school years. One side of her face would likely be larger and more dominant. So, since it's fixable, we're electing not to take chances.

I'm including her initial photos and will post later ones as she progresses. We're waiting for the insurance preapproval and then her head will be digitally recreated for a custom fit band. For those who are confused and/or interested in learning more about plagiocephaly, you can go to www.cranialtech.com. You'll see examples of other children's cases and progress.

Lyla's case is considered moderate - not nearly as severe as those pictured. If you look closely at her photos (particularly the second page of them), you'll notice it better. You'll also notice how incredibly adorable she is. =)

Sunny San Diego...

2008-04-30T21:40:00.016-06:00

The Ruffs took a much needed long weekend and headed to San Diego, California. All weekend Owen kept asking when we were going to see Diego (for those who don't watch Nick Jr., Diego is Dora's cousin). He also kept saying we were in "YOhio." I don't know.

Our good friend Tim Rogers, aka Rog, drove down from LA and spent the weekend with us - providing Owen with endless entertainment and conversation. Did I mention he is a GREAT friend?? =)

A few photos of the trip are below.

refusing to smile...

Owen's first time at the ocean!

Lyla is FIVE months old now!

I found the self timer on the camera - finally!

photos courtesy of Rog (from the beach outside our door)...

Balboa Park

Bye Rog! aka John, Chris, Bill - Owen couldn't remember his name for some reason.

update...

2008-04-13T20:43:00.002-06:00

Of course I promised an update after our doctor's appt, then forgot to deliver. We went last week to a pediatric neurosurgeon for an evaluation. Way more dramatic sounding than the actual visit (a specialist has to do the assessment because brain growth is involved). The entire encounter from entering the office building to exit was less than fifteen minutes I think. I didn't even complete to paperwork before the appt was over!
Anyway, Dr. Ruge assessed Lyla's head, confirmed it was assymetrical (the right ear is further forward than the left), and gave us two choices: repositioning or a helmet. He assured us that if we chose the helmet, she'd have a straight head at one; and if we chose to wait and just reposition, she'd have a straight head by three. ASSURED us - someone remind me of this at 18 months when I'm still worried please. We were instructed to take aerial photos every three months to see progress.
He said if it were his own child with the summer months approaching, he'd avoid the helmet too. It has to be worn 23 hours a day until the first birthday. And has to be adjusted 2-3 times a month.
SO, at doctor's advice, we'll wait.
In the grand scheme of things, I'm reminded we are INCREDIBLY BLESSED to have two very healthy children. In Heaven, they'll both have straight heads and eat peanuts (according to Owen).

The biscuits in the army...

2008-04-11T20:12:00.003-06:00

Anyone who went to Concord Elementary in the 1980's knows this song. Our beloved music teacher (yes, in a public school - every week) Mrs. Beard used to sing this funny song..."The biscuits in the army; they say they're mighty fine; till one rolled of the table and killed a friend of mine..."

I was thinking rolling today.

I put Lyla down on her back in the floor this morning while I sat beside her fumbling with the Tivo remote. I missed "the Office" last night, so I was enjoying the awkward dinner party with Michael, Jan, Jim, Pam and friends - suddenly I looked down and there she was on her tummy! Gosh doggit, I missed it - figures. Some day she'll ask about her important milestones and I'll be able to recount that I missed them because I was watching TV.

I'm quite sure I just missed out on the Mother of the Year trophy. However, Mrs. Beard would be proud that I know all the words 25 years later.

here she is just after the roll...

thanks for asking...

2008-04-07T21:37:00.004-06:00

Everyone keeps asking about sweet Lyla's little head. Yes, it's crooked. Sort of. She has some "boding" - I think that's what the doctor called it - of the skull. Simply put, there's a knot on one side of her forehead. One ear is further forward and one side of the face fuller. Funny, but it's hard to see in 3-D and easier to see in the mirror.

Anyway, we go to a specialist tomorrow to hear our options. I think a little helmet is the most common solution. Thanks to all who have called and emailed to ask. Sorry I'm slow in replying. I'll keep you posted.

She's still the cutest baby I know. =)

just some photos

2008-03-31T22:39:00.004-06:00

We've spent the last week in Kentucky visiting family. I'll post details later, but here are a few photos to enjoy.

I heart CVS...

2008-03-16T19:24:00.003-06:00

Anyone who knows me well knows I'm a sucker for a bargain. I love to find the best deal on everything - really, it's only a bargain if you need it, but I frequently find myself "needing" most good deals. A marketer's dream, I am.

So, for those who have a CVS Pharmacy closeby, I'm convinced it's the best deal around. First, you sign up for their free member card - then you get "Extra Bucks" every few months just for buying the things you need, along with various coupons attached to your receipts each visit. Last month, they had a special where if you purchased $30 worth of Huggies brands (which by the way was on sale), you got $15 extra bucks. So I buy the Huggies stuff first, then the coupon prints right there and I instantly use the $15 for the rest of my purchase.

Then there are the prescriptions. Of course, being a mom of two little ones, someone always needs something. I filled a $15 antibiotic prescription and got a $25 gift card!

In the mail this week I received a 25% off your entire purchase coupon!!! For anyone who understands the price of diapers, children's allergy medicines and eczema creams, you can appreciate my excitement. I mentally mapped out my store trip numerous times to be sure not to miss anything. I need a better social life, I know.

To ensure no distractions, Kevin watched the kids so I could go alone. A cart full of diapers, wipes, lotions, and TWO mascaras later, I had saved $68 (including the $25 gift card)!!!! Yippeee! - the checker said I got a better discount than even the employees. Apparently, only a "select few" got the special coupon - and this lucky lady was one of them! That's right, show me a coupon and I'll show you the money!

Because I know you're all eager to get the car started to head down the street, I'll end my post here.

Happy shopping!

mama's got a brand new do...

2008-03-03T23:13:00.009-06:00

Well, I did it. I got what I like to call the "mom cut," though I currently know no mom's with such a do. It's the one where you know a woman must have wild kids at home and she has no time to "fix" her hair. I went for a trim, honestly, and I still couldn't tell you what transpired. I just came home with a lot less hair. I know what Janet on "Three's Company" must have felt like now (well, except I don't live with a busty blonde and a gay man). Oh well, it's just hair - you get more. Unless you're an aging, balding man I suppose, but I digress...

Trust me, the cut is much cuter with Lyla in the photo.

Sorry no color mom, but black and white is much better on the skin when there's no time for makeup (good thing they don't have a "mom face," right?). Owen dressed himself, so the shirt is on inside out.

And then I had to include this sweet photo of my blue eyed girl (click on it to enlarge and see the bright blues).

fishy business....

2008-02-24T21:03:00.006-06:00

Uncle Bryan took Owen to Target today and somehow ended up at the pet store. They called to ask if Owen could get a fish. Not wanting to get the "meanest mom of the year" plaque, I agreed - if they would get a fishbowl and food too of course. Two hours and a small AQUARIUM later, the fish arrives, Owen gets his photo made, we eat dinner, and the fish meets his maker. Turns out Barrington water is not fish friendly. Since Owen thinks Heaven is such a fantastic place (because you can eat peanuts there), he's okay with it all. I suppose we'll be at the pet store in the next couple of days.

And of course, I had to take some new photos of Little Lyla too. Enjoy!

scissors...

2008-02-21T22:33:00.003-06:00

A couple of friends recently relived the story of their daughters finding the scissors and of course, giving themselves a haircut. One ended up with a mullet. Seriously. You'd think this would motivate a mother of a preschooler to take heed and hide said instruments in her own home. Oh, but no, I DID just have a baby right? So I forgot.

This morning Owen strolled into the kitchen with holes in his pajama pants - one on each side. When I inquired, his response was a huge smile (bursting with pride) and "look Mom! I made POCKETS!" Because everyone needs pockets in their pajama pants, right?

The scissors are safely away now. Take heed you mothers out there.

Happy Valentine's Day!!

2008-02-15T11:40:00.007-06:00

Owen and Lyla were super sweet Valentines yesterday!

Reading Owen's shirt...the ladies love it!

She loves her daddy!

sweet girl...

Couch to 5k...

2008-02-12T19:59:00.001-06:00

Well, it's official. I need to lose weight. After three months, I can no longer claim "I JUST had a baby." Now, it's more like I RECENTLY had a baby. So I've decided to take up exercising on our treadmill - the one that's doubled as a second closet bar for a couple of years now. I found this program online called "Couch to 5k" that's meant to get a person slowly acclimated to running. I've just completed the first week - all three days of it. To celebrate, I'm baking a Paula Deen Bag Lady chocolate pound cake. hehehe. Sad, but true.

say it ain't snow...

2008-02-06T20:32:00.000-06:00

You really have to see this to believe it. The snow is still coming down.

No need for a cooler...

my attempt at taking a photo at dusk in the snow (the flash reflected on the falling snow)...

We spent some time making Valentines

Owen's block tower...

Happy Birthday Grammie!!!

2008-02-04T10:54:00.001-06:00

Happy Birthday to Grammie! Wish we could be there to celebrate with you!

this one's for you mom...

2008-02-01T23:29:00.001-06:00

My mom is not a fan of black and white photos. She'd rather I take my kids to a big box department store photo studio to pose in front of a fireplace, frosted snow painted backdrop than to ever have their faces altered gray through my lens. So, I've decided to post them - unedited COLOR photos! Enjoy!

cousin Gracie...

2008-01-31T11:51:00.000-06:00

Lyla LOVES Gracie! Some of her first smiles were when her cousin held her a few weeks ago. She didn't stop smiling the whole time!

sweet tomato...

2008-01-30T22:58:00.000-06:00

Anyone who knows me well knows I LOVE tomatoes! So imagine my excitement when I found an adorable little sleeper on clearance covered with my summertime favorite. I think Lyla's expressions sums up my satisfaction. She's two months old now - just had her first round of shots yesterday. She was much braver than I. We suspect she may have some food allergies as well (eczema at such an early age is an indicator - along with big brother's long list of them). Let's hope we're wrong this time!

(Just a note for grandparents and all else who can't stand the small photos - click on the image and it'll get larger)

the best kind of snow....

2008-01-27T10:42:00.000-06:00

Just after the new year, we had the best snow - just the right texture for a snowman! Owen and Papaw built a little family of them. It seems we've received several "snowman kits" over the last few Christmas seasons, so it was nice to get to put them to use!

catching snow flakes...

2008-01-15T09:48:00.000-06:00

I KNOW it's been forever since I updated this - please forgive me! I promise to post some photos of Lyla soon. For now, enjoy these of Owen and our neighbor Ray in the snow yesterday. It was one of those soft snows with big, beautiful flakes - you just have to stick your tongue out and catch one!

Sweet, sweet baby...

2007-12-06T16:42:00.001-06:00

Here's our little Lyla Joy - http://ruff811.cmdwebsites.com/?slideshow=meet-lyla-joy-ruff. She arrived last Wednesday, November 28th at 11:49am. Of course, we are in love already.

family of three no longer we'll be...

2007-11-25T21:23:00.000-06:00

No baby yet. I'm scheduled to be induced next Saturday, December 1st. That said, this was our last weekend as a family of three. Owen had a fantastic Thanksgiving playing with his cousins. We spent Friday, Saturday and Sunday just hanging around the house. After five hours of contractions on Saturday, they just stopped and I went back to waiting.
I love Christmas movies, so this was the perfect weekend to be on the couch. Turns out, Owen is much like me in his liking of the season. We've watched Elf, A Christmas Story, the Wizard of Oz and Max and Ruby's Christmas. I never realized "A Christmas Story" had so much profanity in it!
We had some snow here in Chicagoland over the holiday - not enough to make a snow angel though, much to Owen's disappointment. The forecast is calling for more snow this week, with accumulation likely on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Looks like Lyla will come home in a blanket of white.

Jesus flies kites...

2007-11-06T22:06:00.000-06:00

At dinner tonight, Owen began to talk about Jesus. A friend had told him yesterday about a man who died and was buried in a neighboring town. Friend said "that's not good," to which Owen replied "yes it is good if he's in Heaven." You can imagine my tears welling up.

Anyway, I was telling Kevin this at dinner and Owen chimed in saying, "Heaven is good and maybe Jesus is flying my kite." Took me a moment, but then I remembered - he was flying a kite last week with Uncle Bryan when the string broke and the kite flew away.

At least someone is enjoying the kite. =)

I vant to show you some pics....

2007-11-01T10:21:00.000-06:00

After literally months of anticipation and countless drives by the "Halloween House" on our block, the day has come and gone - though the sugar high wears on. Monday Owen settled on being a "cute little vampire" who's "scary" (all his words), so I finally decided to go and purchase the items needed to create a costume. All he really wanted was the teeth with "drippy stuff," aka blood.

So without further adieu, here's our little vampire...

lucky shot

2007-10-27T19:47:00.000-06:00

Owen rarely looks at the camera, so this was definitely a lucky one.

bedtime rituals...

2007-10-08T19:27:00.000-06:00

For most kids, it's a story or two, some soft music or even some warm milk or something - the bedtime ritual.

Owen has created his own ritual, of sorts. Just after bathtime, his current favorite thing to do is get into mommy and daddy's bed, watch "that running show" (aka "The Biggest Loser"), and eat concord grapes. Not regular grapes - has to be concord grapes. For those who haven't tried them, concord grapes are ones you eat the insides and discard the skin. My three year old has perfected the process.

Did I mention he likes to do all of this in his towel? Thus, there is no picture with this post. Some things are better left to imagine.

giggles

2007-09-18T11:36:00.001-06:00

Owen was just relaxing outside one day in the sun and I captured this photo - one of the few times he willingly smiled for the camera!

what a difference a year makes...

2007-09-13T09:32:00.000-06:00

Many of you may remember that Owen's transition to preschool last year was difficult, to put it mildly. Having never been from mom or dad's side for more than a couple of hours (and then it was at grandparents' sides), let's just say he didn't appreciate the wonders of fun toys and friends in a new environment. For six full months.

This week marked his first full days of three year old preschool. He was disappointed the first day last week when moms HAD to stay for the hour. Yesterday, he ran straight into class and disappeared before my eyes. very nice.

Photos here are of ice cream to celebrate the first day and of Owen and Kevin in his newly finished room. It's all decorated now and if I ever get around to making both beds and putting the books away, I'll post a picture of the new room. Kevin really is an amazing man - he renovated the room, built a new pantry, ripped up basement carpet and padding (after moving all the furniture) and put it all back together again in less than two weeks!

On top of all that, he's hot. I'm a lucky lady for sure.

letter of the day...

2007-09-10T09:22:00.001-06:00

Owen's special day, according to Sesame Street. He was thrilled to see the letter of the day was "'O' for Owen!" He ran to the refrigerator and grabbed the "O" letter magnet, sitting with Cookie and Prairie Dawn to celebrate. Then, like most other episodes, Cookie ate the letter of the day. It was fun while it lasted.

last day of summer break...

2007-09-04T18:46:00.000-06:00

It's official - tomorrow marks the beginning of a new school year for Owen. Little Angels three year olds, here we come.

We spent the weekend getting Owen and Lyla's room and the basement all put back together. What a difference a week makes. We've reclaimed our living room and dining room for living and eating, and the laundry room is now functional without couches and other furnishings crowding into it. The carpet is dry - complete with new padding and deodorizing, though the latter is still questionable to my pregnant nose (no, my nose isn't really pregnant - you know what I meant).

We celebrated Kevin's 31st birthday with dinner and a cake which Owen had proudly decorated with every candle we have in the house. I think there was more icing than cake somehow, but it was pleasing to both Kevin and Owen, so no worries.

My belly is getting huge! Not sure who came up with the idea that pregnancy was some lovely glowing state of existance, but I'm convinced it was not a 150+ pound woman who carried a baby to full term. There is nothing glowing about me - now the refrigerator light at 2am is another story. hehehe.

Have a great day!

water, water, everywhere...

2007-08-24T14:39:00.001-06:00

There's something about chaos that seems to invite more chaos.

If you've turned on the news in the past week, you know the midwest is saturated. Yards look like lakes and streets have "no wake" signs in them. I'm considering purchasing one for our basement.

Just when we're in the middle of remodeling the kids' room - with no storage space to spare - the waters began to rise. Literally. At 5pm yesterday, I was talking to Kevin on the phone telling him the basement was dry - no sign of water. At 5:10, the cracks in the laundry room floor were bubbling and a quick current was carrying the water into our family room. By 6pm, the carpet was floating. The very NEW carpet was floating. aaaarrrrggghhhh.

Then we find out we're the lucky ones in our area. Barrington village called residents with a recorded message outlining locations of shelters and directing us to turn off electricity in flooded basements. Streets were under water just across the highway.

My goodness. More rain expected tonight. I'm considering trading the SUV for an ark.

here fishy, fishy!

2007-08-20T16:01:00.000-06:00

This was Owen's idea of catching a fish. Don't get me wrong, he really enjoyed casting and catching a fish on the hook - but somehow the idea of chasing them with a net, all the while calling "here fishy, fishy" seemed more fun.

We spent the past weekend in Rhinelander, Wisconsin, aka the North Woods. This was my first trip ever so far north. I can honestly say it's the first time in my life I've had the heater on in August! The weather was apparently unusually cool, ranging from 40-65 degrees. Kevin's parents have spent the past year remodeling an adorable cottage, now fit for a "Cottage Living" cover story.

Rhinelander's mascot is the mysterious "Hodag," a large lizard/dragonish character who greets you as you enter town.

Below are a few highlights of the weekend.

ahhh, summer....

2007-08-03T15:07:00.000-06:00

Sorry for the delay in posts. We've been busy bees the last few weeks, though not much to show for it I suppose.

Owen and I just returned from our second trip to Kentucky in less than a month. Things were getting slow around here and I didn't have to work for several days, so we decided to road trip it. About three hours and four bathroom stops into it, I remembered why I like taking the train so much. After five hours and endless whining from Owen about how long of a drive it was, I made the decision never to drive by myself again if at all possible. There's essentially only two roads (I-57 and I-24) the whole trip, and the sites are limited to corn fields, barns, a giant cross, and the Dodge Raminator. Smells abound in the southern part of Illinois for those who love cattle though. Just what the nose needs after six hours in a car, huh?

Once in Kentucky, we had a super time. Owen never wants to leave. Who would, when their days are spent as follows...

Mimi and Papa's - four wheelers, horses, swimming pool and toys galore.

Grammy's - Chips, sweet tea, ice cream sandwiches, Aristocats, and a thousand pillows on one bed. And a Grammy and Uncle D at his beck and call 24/7.

Grandpa - candy, golf, and a human trampoline.

Grandmother and Grandad's - the garden that always seems to have a ripe melon and tomato just waiting for Owen, the back bedroom with a the perfect bed for jumping (which somehow is COMPLETELY fine with Grandmother and Granddaddy), and an endless supply of melon for lunch every day.

Then there's Uncle Greg who's always up for playing and boating.

Suddenly, Kentucky seems like heaven. Nevermind it was 95 degrees every day and sweltering humidity.

All of that ended just in time for us to leave next week for Grandma and Grandpa's house up north in Rhinelander, Wisconsin. The legendary "Hodag" will welcome us to town for a weekend of boating, fishing, and no doubt eating (mom's favorite part).

Ahhh, summer.

Incidentally, I left my camera in Kentucky, so I'll have to post pictures next week when I get it back.

It's a....

2007-07-17T14:47:00.000-06:00

GIRL!! We were thrilled to learn the results of my amnio today! Baby Ruff is a girl, and more importantly, a healthy girl so far!

Not sure just what to do with a little girl, as most days are spent picking up cars, saying "don't hit that!," and cleaning up mud (several times a day) - but we're excited to learn.

Thanks to all for your prayers and concern.

goin' to the chapel...

2007-07-11T20:43:00.000-06:00

I spent last Saturday in Chicago celebrating my friend Jennifer's bachelorette festivities. Kevin and Owen took me to the Metra (suburban train that goes to Chicago) and on the way Owen asked where I was going and why. I tried to explain as best I could that my friend was getting married and I was spending the day in Chicago with her. Knowing the train was my ticket to such, Owen announced "I want to get married with you." Of course, I had no logical response. He then asked if I would be a princess too, since all brides are princesses in his adorable three year old eyes. nice.

The week previous was spent in Kentucky with grandparents, friends and cousins. Owen got to ride horses and four wheelers; pick corn, tomatoes and blackberries; swim in the sweltering heat; watch fireworks and play with "parklers" (remember, he can't pronounce beginning "s's" just yet). Of course, the sparklers were under the watchful eyes of Mimi, Papa and Uncle Greg - while mom and dad slept. The three aforementioned are oblivious to the 1800 degree toddler mangling temperatures of said pyrotechnics.

In the excitement of fireworks, our dog Petey took his first overnighter away from us. This is nice wording for he was scared to death and ran for dear life - through the cornfields, over the creek, across neighboring yards - nearly two miles from mom's. It wasn't until a kind stranger called Sunday morning to say they'd found him that my mom could rest. It had rained all night and morning, so she and Petey both looked like drowned mice, though she smelled better than he.

Below are some photos of the events mentioned above. Enjoy.

Jennifer's luncheon (personal appearance disclaimer - I am 19 weeks pregnant!)

Megan, Elizabeth and Sarah - Liz also has new twin baby girls!

Owen enjoying the early Kentucky harvest and, well... watering the plants.

Riding Bonnie with cousin Katie

the birthday week is over...

2007-06-24T16:20:00.000-06:00

After eight days of continuous celebration, Owen's birthday reign has come to an end. The "ganastics" party was a success - no injuries or tantrums to report. I think every kid slept well last night after an hour of nonstop jumping and tumbling - topped off of course with a sugar-induced cupcake coma. I'll post photos later.

As we went to dinner last night at Chessie's (a local place where we can eat in a train car), Owen asked "mom, am I till (still) the birthday boy?" The waitresses at Chessie's helped to end the festivities by giving him a scoop of ice cream with a candle. He was in hog heaven.

The photo is of Owen on the deck, smiling in pleasure having just launched his new Styrofoam airplane successfully across the yard and smashing it into a tree (as planned, of course). Oh to be three again.

how much is that doggy...

2007-06-21T20:43:00.001-06:00

This is Owen's favorite towel. He always asks to wear it with the "hook" (hood) on so he can look like our dog Petey.

Chivalry is dead - thank goodness

2007-06-18T17:52:00.000-06:00

To honor Owen's third birthday and Father's Day for Kevin and Terry, we took a trip to Medieval Times to celebrate (they had a "fathers get in free" and "kids free on their birthday" promotion, so I couldn't pass it up). Let's just say I'm glad some of us were free because we soon discovered it was not entertaining for all.

First, we took a tour of the Dungeon museum - a horrific collection of medieval torture devices. Mom and I discovered the larger percentage of them were meant for women who "spoke out of line" - or criticized their men. There was the breast pincher, iron masks meant to be bolted on permanently, and the ever romantic iron chastity belts - which could only be removed when, and if, your man returned from war. Owen kept asking what everything was meant to do, so we quickly made a beeline for the exit because I could think of no preschool answers for any of it.

Then, we made our way to the main event - a "feast" of tomato-ish soup, greasy chicken, hard bread and potatoes and (cheap) store bought apple pastries. All, of course, were served in metal bowls and plates with no utensils. An overly zealous mom next to me brought her own plastic utensils (which I secretly coveted).

During the feast, we were entertained by knights of the round, jousting and fighting on foot for the fair princess. The entertainment included a creepy wizard of sorts, betrayal, death, and an executioner with whips and other barbaric tools.

Thankfully, Owen was ready to go after fifteen minutes of horses and swords, so Kevin took him home just before the creep show of betrayal and execution began.

I know some of you are dearly impressed by the romanticism of it all, but I'm here to report I'm a lover of Levi's, a crew cut, women's rights
and Oneida.

yipppeee! He's three!

2007-06-18T17:49:00.000-06:00

Happy Birthday to Owen!

Kwon Ton Do

2007-06-14T19:36:00.001-06:00

That's what Owen calls Tae Kwon Do (I don't even know if I'm spelling it correctly myself). He started his first class today at the Park District. Let's just say kicking and punching came naturally for this class. The "yes sir" and "no sir," not so much.

It was a big day in the Ruff house - Owen officially learned to go ALL THE WAY potty by himself (this after six months of one diaper a day for "that"). He proudly announced his accomplishment by running into the dining room naked with a ready-to-wipe bottom (by even typing about such, I'm separating myself from the civilized world of my friends without children, I know). As a reward, he got to pick out Jibbetz for his Crocs - he choose a skateboard, skull and baseball. The skull already fell out somewhere today, which I can't say I'm too sad about.

Then, as his grand reward (I'm kidding), he got to go to the hospital lab to have his blood drawn as part of our yearly pilgrimage to the allergist. We are hoping to learn he's outgrown at least some part of his food allergies. However, something tells me we are destined to live with an arsenal of EpiPens for years to come. I'll post the results in coming weeks.

Big weekend here - Owen turns three and Kevin gets to throw a birthday party for Father's Day. Nice, I know. I'll post pictures of the big day next week sometime.

Owen almost three

2007-06-11T12:48:00.000-06:00

I'm learning Photoshop Elements these days. Here's one of my first editing attempts.

all in the family

2007-06-10T12:25:00.000-06:00

Per request of my oldest (but still younger) brother, I am providing an update of the entire Ruff house, rather than just our cutest member.

Kevin is putting more sweat equity into our home as I type. He's tearing down a fence that separates our yard from the neighbors. It so happens our neighbor Wes is the Martha Stewart of landscaping, so I think my husband is the smartest man in the world to take down the barrier and let the world wonder whether it's our green thumbs or Wes's that created the beautiful plantings. =) Of course, now this means we have to landscape to match his handiwork. We should buy stock in the Home Depot garden center.

Bryan, my younger (but not youngest) brother, is sleeping as I type - as most any 24 year old bachelor does on a Sunday. He's become a quick success at his new career as a personal banker for Chase bank. I continually remind him to remember who got him the job when he hits it big.

Owen will be three next week, though he's telling the world he's five. Our neighbor Ray (Owen's preschool idol) just turned five, so naturally he wants to be five and have all Spiderman gifts as well. I realized the other night how quickly he learns - as I put him to bed, I asked what song he'd like me to sing. His reply... "no song mom, but you can kratch my back if you want." Unable to pronounce a beginning "S" sound, this was his attempt at getting me to scratch his back. And not just for a minute - for what seems like hours.

And finally, I am just taking things slowly these days. The first fourteen weeks of pregnancy proved to be less than fun, so I'm hoping the next twenty six will be better! I just finished up a set of wedding invitations with my stationery business (www.ruffhousedesigns.com) and I'm looking for someone to take on my site updates. This is proving to be not so easy, as it's a fairly small job and most companies want to build an entire site for a large fee. SO, if any of you know an interested webby person, please let me know.

Okay, back to admiring the landscaping.

my "cheese" slide...

2007-06-03T14:36:00.000-06:00

Leave it to an uncle to take Owen to Target and return with a certain disaster waiting to happen. The Slip N' Slide has been discovered. At first, Owen was unsure of what to do with the long "cheese" slide, as he calls it. Kevin then discovered he could sort of bowl him down in a Superman pose, successfully sliding him all the way to the pool at the end. "Again, again" became his new favorite phrase.

By the end of the day, our neighbor Ray (Owen's five year old idol) had joined in the action. Once Owen eyed Ray's running start and slide, it wasn't long before our soon-to-be three year old had mastered the slip n' slide.

Emergency room, here we come.

last day of preschool

2007-05-24T12:29:00.001-06:00

I can't believe it's already over - the first year at least. Owen had "costume day" at school today, since they weren't allowed to dress up on Halloween, for fear the pagan gods might get us all I suppose. So what to wear on an 80 degree costume day? The only costume he owns is a fleece "kelican" (skeleton) suit that surely he would melt in on a day like today. So we improvised. I convinced him that by wearing his swimsuit and spiking his hair he'd be the coolest surfer dude at school. It worked - until we arrived. Seeing every princess from Disney's unending supply, he asked "where's my costume?" Thank goodness for sweet teachers. They made a huge fuss over him and continually reminded him he was wearing a great surfer costume. Now he'll think he's in costume every time we visit the pool this summer. Nice.

catching up with the world

2007-05-15T12:48:00.000-06:00

It's my first ever online post. I wanted to say something terribly creative and inspiring, but here I sit in a Quizno's induced coma with nothing more than a stomachache and desire for a long nap.
Owen, my almost three year-old son, is napping - dreaming of going to the movie theatre when he awakens. We're seeing "Meet the Robinsons," the only movie out at the moment that wouldn't leave him with nightmares or a potty mouth. His favorite new toy is a Shrek doll from "Mister Donald's" that belches on command. So much for a well mannered three year-old, huh?