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April 25, 2009

Most Good Trips Start Out Bad

We left this morning for Yosemite. We'll be staying in the trailer & thought it would be "fun" to bring the cat with us. Probably not our best moment.
Gracie starts kindergarten in the Fall, and I've been empty-nesting a little bit. Since we won't be having any more babies, BonnieTheCat has kind of become the baby of the family. She's also the only reason we haven't added a dog to the family (that, AND that we don't have a fence). So that's my best excuse for thinking that a cat would be a fun thing to bring on a camping trip.
We made it 7 minutes down the road before the cat pooped in the car. The first time she shat, it was mildly funny because it was on the vinyl and fairly easy to clean up. The second time was not nearly as funny. She sat down and pooped right in between the center console and the seat, where it dripped down into the seat track. This would've been a truly devastating event if it weren't for comments such as, "Mommy, what's shitting?" (This is funny because mama really rarely cusses, but this kind of called for it - "Oh crap, she's shitting again.")
We're currently taking a pit stop at my mom's to drop off the cat and clean out the car. I'm sure this trip will be nothing but smooth sailing from here!
Here's a picture of better times, when she was a kitten and would constantly bite Grace.
xoxo

Apr 25, 2009 11:35:50 AM | Mother of the Year, Places We Go

January 20, 2009

Pismo Beach

I knew that when we went to the beach, it would give me something to blog about. I thought I could at least fill the page with pictures of the most beautiful children alive.

And that sweet man I love so much.
But really, who knew that this little demon would be such a daredevil?
No broken legs this time, though. Can I get an Amen?
Turns out that my sweet-20-month-old-angel really likes to ride her big sister's quad.
So much so that she hops on it every chance she gets. If it happens to be running, then she's off, even though steering is something she has yet to master or even think about. And if it's not running? She reaches down and tries to start it herself, the determined little cuss.
Here's an example of excellent parenting: toddler driving an OHV without a helmet, in her bathing suit. While her barefoot daddy tries to keep up.

If this was the least of my worries with that girl, I think I could survive, but then she had to go and get herself abducted at the butterfly exhibit.
As we were walking up the the exhibit an old man patted GracieGirl on the head as he walked past. Wierd, but no harm done. As he passed Randy and Bridget who were a few paces behind us, he bent down, picked sweet Baby B up and started walking away. It's lucky that Randy was with her and that he has a soft spot for the blue-hairs, because I'm pretty sure I would've been throwin' down with an old guy by this time.
"Oh, no. She's coming home with with me. Yes, isn't she cute, but I'm gonna keep her." Is all Randy had to say to make the senile old man's wife come tell him to give the baby back. She is cute, and I know if she wasn't mine already I might be inclined to steal her away too, so we'll cut the old guy some slack.
GracieGirl had a great time too. She conquered the dunes with class and didn't complain once when she had to push her quad up some hills. She said that seeing the butterflies was her best day ever.

Next up: Mammoth at the end of the month, I'm sure I'll have more material by then. xoxo

Jan 20, 2009 11:23:52 AM | Bridget, Mother of the Year, Places We Go

October 21, 2008

Ppbbttt!!!

The two people who actually read this blog (my parents) have been giving me a hard time about not updating. There was even talk of an anti-Nicole blog being started in protest.
So, fine. I'll stop playing with my hilariously-adorable toddler and her beautiful sister for a minute so I can update. I'll ignore the ten thousand requests for more num-nums (Food! Any food! More food! Bridgie thinks this economic downturn is going to effect her food supply. She may starve to death at any moment). But I'm just going to post pictures. That way I can still betend to be a puppy. I am the mother of all multitaskers.
First we'll have my brother's wedding. Pictures that I've been meaning to post for a month now. Aren't they lovely?

Then we'll move along to pictures from our last trip to the river. We went to the same place where Bridgie broke her leg. She only fell of bench and hit her head once! Nothing broken this time!

"Hahaha! I went on the innertube really fastly!"

I would like to narrate more pictures, but Bridgie just bit GracieGirl for the first time ever. Let the sibling rivalry begin. You should feel guilty for making me post. Every bicker between the girls from here on out will be all your fault (read: not mine)! xoxo

Oct 21, 2008 9:22:29 AM | Mother of the Year, Places We Go, The Girls

August 13, 2008

Vacation Slideshow

We went to the lake. Again. I know I know, life is tough here in the Glancy household. Randy and I talked about our vacationing habits. We could take one big trip a year and be done with it, but this is way better. Lake Mead was so beautiful that I took a whole album's worth of pictures. We're so lucky that it's close and feasible for us. And then we come home. And Randy goes to work for 3 or 4 days. And there is a weeks worth of laundry to do. And a boat and truck to clean out. But let's review the fun times, shall we?

Hey baby. . .you're an ass.

GracieGirl knee-boarded "really fastly."
We saw the damn dam. From both sides.
Gracie scored some karmic points and picked up litter.
We fished and fed the duckies.

Took some topless photos.
Randy swears that I only take pictures of him while he's driving and holding a beer. Let me prove otherwise:

This is why we do it. Glassy water. The only kind I like.
Then there was the near-drowning incident of '08. Which was repeated may times throughout the trip.

We spent some time with some beautiful people.

GracieGirl had a throwing good time.

And we ended it all with a candy-induced coma.
And now back to your regularly scheduled blogging (which means you'll probably hear from me again in a week or so - it is summer). xoxo

Aug 13, 2008 8:27:00 AM | Places We Go

June 10, 2008

Did You Google "Drunken-Frankenstein" to Get Here?

The girls and I are sick. We've got a killer cold. Seriously. I tell Randy daily that I'm dying, but for some reason he just doesn't believe me.
With this cold from the dark places of hell comes another milestone for Baby B. The girl can blow her nose. I suppose she's seen GracieGirl and I do it so many times, she just figured it out. I put the tissue to her nose and she supplies the daintiest little snuff.
This is particularly interesting because there was a point in my childhood where my parents feared that I would never learn to blow my nose, it took me awhile to get the hang of it. A mother does wish for her child to go further in life than she did. So now, I can die a happy mama (which may happen any moment, did I tell you?). Also, have you heard me blow my nose? I used to scare my students when I blew my nose in the classroom. They didn't know whether to laugh with me or at me.
Speaking of milestones, did I tell you that Bridgie is a walker these days? Five days short of her first birthday she decided that walking is way cooler than crawling. She rarely crawls anywhere these days, and has perfected the Drunken-Frankenstein walk.
Since we're sick we are retreating to the river, because wakeboarding always makes me feel better (especially crashing combined with a lake-water sinus flush). I'll send you a picture! xoxo

Jun 10, 2008 8:14:11 PM | Bridget, me me me, Places We Go

June 03, 2008

It Is All About Me, Afterall

Kathryn said something about pictures of me missing from the River trip. I'm the official photographer, not the model. But to prove that yes, indeed I was there I've added some pictures that friends took.

I had pictures of myself in this same bathing suit last year, but they drown in the river along with the camera & pictures of me wakeboarding 9 months pregnant.

The hat? Was Gracie's, and also fell victim to the river.

My man. Did I mention that I like him? Just a little. xoxo

Jun 3, 2008 7:53:34 PM | me me me, Places We Go

May 31, 2008

Pictures! It's the Least I Can Do

I know. Bridgie's birthday, vacation pictures, You're dying to see them. The birthday pictures will have to wait, but here's some of my favorite pictures from the river.
Baby B partied. Hard.