No pictures today, because I may be inundating you with plenty in the near future. I did two maternity shoots this last week, and I love, LOVE, love the pictures. So, that is coming.
In the meantime, Tyler was very surprised that I hadn't mentioned that we went to see Les Mis. It was so fabulous, words don't really do it justice. It is probably my favorite Broadway Musical of all time. If it didn't cost $100 a ticket, I would go every time it came to town. That and Phantom. Two all time bests. Please do not hate me for not adding Wicked in here. Because I didn't think it lived up to all the hype. Yes, I know I probably just lost like half my blog readers (all three of you) but I can't tell a lie. Let's just talk about Les Mis some more.
Actually let's just revisit the highs and lows:
High—We went to the Blue Lemon for dinner, which was trendy and fresh and I might have moaned a little when I took a bite of my turkey avocado sandwich. So delish.
Low—I am not sure about the punctuality there. They forget I had fries, and we got our smoothies (which we reminded them about four times) after everyone finished the meal. Perhaps they were dessert smoothies and I didn't know.
High—I got a cushion to sit on. I was actually hoping to help my lower back, but the cushion wasn't all that cushiony, but those extra few inches made all the difference. You short people who go to theatres all know what I am talking about. There are no good seats for a short person. Except maybe the aisle. Maybe.
Low—I found out about the cushions approximately 35 seconds before the doors closed. Since I didn't know the doors were closing, I left anyway, and sadly the lady shut them in my face. Literally, I could touch the handle but there was no going through.
High—I got through anyway. I am not proud of how it all went down. Basically there were several very frustrated individuals when the doors closed. I merely sat there baffled that the lady would have instructed me to the cushions with 28 seconds to spare, and wondering if watching Les Mis from the foyer was worth $100 a ticket. People continued to open the doors since there were four doors and only one lady guarding them. Some were getting through and others she was dragging out. Most who made it through were still being stopped at the second set of doors by other ushers. You could tell she felt horrible, but was trying to stick to her guns. She had one weak moment in which she mumbled, Fine, go in, and she didn't have to tell me twice. Luckily, I made it through the second set of doors because the guards were detaining a lady off to the left. (See why I might not be so proud about all of this.)
Low—I slunk to my seat feeling greatly relieved and not just a slight guilty, only to see my mother-in-law's seat was empty. She had gone to the bathroom, and I knew where she was now; on the other side of the impassable doors. So, the first ten minutes of the show I basically sat there on my tall cushion feeling about two inches high. I should have just stayed out in the foyer with her. (Although I didn't know she was out there...see, I still have guilt.)
High—Vicki (MIL) probably got the best show of the evening. Frustrated patrons turned to irate patrons, then to riotous patrons. There was literally a police escort to help one man deal with his issues about not making it through the door. (Although he was yelling very loudly that he had second row seats and I can only imagine how much that cost.) I can feel his pain, up to the point where I made it through the doors. And Vicki was back in the theater ten minutes later, so it wasn't the end of the world.
Low—Wait, there are no more lows. It was Les Mis. Even if Jean Valjean sounded slightly weird on the high notes of Bring Him Home, it was still incredible. And I was a little surprised that since they had a black Eponine (who had a really good voice), they didn't have a black "little Eponine" earlier in the show. But whatever, the show went on...and I loved it.
High—We got to go with Tyler's parents and some friends of ours, the Eddys. It was so fun to sit by people we enjoy talking to. I think it was everyone's first time seeing it (besides me). It was such a fantastic evening.
So there you have it. Splendid evening, splendid company, and no pictures because I was just basking in the splenderosity. (Ooh, I like making up new words.)
Monday, June 6, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Looking In
I took my kids to this little park last week and when I saw Pearl peeking through the holes, I knew I wanted to go back and get some pictures.
Photos of the week:
Pearl loves the tube. She goes back and forth and when she sees you coming she scurries back in, afraid you might be coming to take her away.
We also finally got the computer under the stairs for the kids. Sometimes they close the door and it is almost like they aren't there :) And no, I don't let my children play the computer late at night, but I thought the shot would be more fun lit from within.
Photos of the week:
Pearl loves the tube. She goes back and forth and when she sees you coming she scurries back in, afraid you might be coming to take her away.
We also finally got the computer under the stairs for the kids. Sometimes they close the door and it is almost like they aren't there :) And no, I don't let my children play the computer late at night, but I thought the shot would be more fun lit from within.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Ah, the Randomness of My World
So, I am not sure where to start today, so you just get the randomness in random order. (I think that is how it prefers it, after all.)
Let me introduce you to Rocket. She comes with her own jet-pack,
and helmet.
She explores the universe and stretching out clothes apparently, but since they were pajamas, her mother didn't mind. She is one cute astronaut.
Baby birds have come to our yard. I am not sure where they came from and it was kind of hard to identify them in the beginning. It was just one bird, at first. One little fluffy bird that sat and didn't really go anywhere. We thought maybe it had a hurt wing. But it turns out it was just hanging out waiting for dinner from Mom. Oh, and there are two of them.
They are more like tween birds than babies. They fly just a tiny bit and today we finally saw them scavenge some food on their own. Mother Robin has been busy though. We see her fly back and forth, feeding these babies of hers. I am very impressed. And somehow they manage to stay out of sight during the day while the dog and kids roam about and then at dusk, they wander around the back yard while we ooh and aah. Today they had more color and less fluffiness. My guess, they won't be here much longer, but it was beautiful to see nature at work.
Pearl is cute, although less cute when she is cranky. (But, aren't we all?) I put an animal in a basket for her the other day and she quickly decided that Claire deserved the coveted position. She dragged that bear around for quite a while. Cute stuff.
Camille came over a while back and taught the girls, Going on a Treasure Hunt, which is this little game you play on someone's back. The girls love it and ask for it all the time. I thought I would write it down so we can remember it some day.
Going on a treasure hunt
X marks the spot
Four big boulders
And one little dot
Spiders crawling up your arms
Blood dripping down your back
Tight squeeze
Cool breeze
Now you have the chills
My favorite is that Daisy calls it, Treasure Humpt. She can almost repeat the whole thing herself. It is these small moments that I want to remember.
Let me introduce you to Rocket. She comes with her own jet-pack,
and helmet.
She explores the universe and stretching out clothes apparently, but since they were pajamas, her mother didn't mind. She is one cute astronaut.
Baby birds have come to our yard. I am not sure where they came from and it was kind of hard to identify them in the beginning. It was just one bird, at first. One little fluffy bird that sat and didn't really go anywhere. We thought maybe it had a hurt wing. But it turns out it was just hanging out waiting for dinner from Mom. Oh, and there are two of them.
They are more like tween birds than babies. They fly just a tiny bit and today we finally saw them scavenge some food on their own. Mother Robin has been busy though. We see her fly back and forth, feeding these babies of hers. I am very impressed. And somehow they manage to stay out of sight during the day while the dog and kids roam about and then at dusk, they wander around the back yard while we ooh and aah. Today they had more color and less fluffiness. My guess, they won't be here much longer, but it was beautiful to see nature at work.
Pearl is cute, although less cute when she is cranky. (But, aren't we all?) I put an animal in a basket for her the other day and she quickly decided that Claire deserved the coveted position. She dragged that bear around for quite a while. Cute stuff.
Camille came over a while back and taught the girls, Going on a Treasure Hunt, which is this little game you play on someone's back. The girls love it and ask for it all the time. I thought I would write it down so we can remember it some day.
Going on a treasure hunt
X marks the spot
Four big boulders
And one little dot
Spiders crawling up your arms
Blood dripping down your back
Tight squeeze
Cool breeze
Now you have the chills
My favorite is that Daisy calls it, Treasure Humpt. She can almost repeat the whole thing herself. It is these small moments that I want to remember.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Coach Pitch
This summer I was looking for something to keep the girls busy, but wouldn't break the bank at the same time. I stumbled across Coach Pitch, which is basically one step up from T-ball. I was trying to explain to the girls last night that it is nice baseball.
Everyone gets to hit, and run around the bases. They don't keep score, although I have heard that the really competitive parents still keep track in their heads. (Hah.) They get team shirts and hats, and they get a taste for the game. What more could you ask for?
Robyn got a good hit.
June did a great job too.
They both got to take a turn at catcher. (Doesn't June look cute with her baseball hat and glasses? Okay, maybe it is hard to see her glasses, look closely.)
Here is Robyn running home.
The other girls seemed to enjoy watching.
Okay, not Pearl. She was cranky, but I attribute that to three new teeth coming in at once (she always gets them in sets) and maybe an ear infection?
The team was so cute, although the shirts are way too big on all the kids. June could put a belt on hers and wear it as a dress. (Yes, I ran over to get a picture, but none of the kids were looking at me. I'm sure I'll catch them again at some later date.) It's a regular Sandlot.
Oh, one last picture...I thought they were pretty cute giving their high fives at the end. Good game, good game. And it really was.
Three cheers for softball!
Everyone gets to hit, and run around the bases. They don't keep score, although I have heard that the really competitive parents still keep track in their heads. (Hah.) They get team shirts and hats, and they get a taste for the game. What more could you ask for?
Robyn got a good hit.
June did a great job too.
They both got to take a turn at catcher. (Doesn't June look cute with her baseball hat and glasses? Okay, maybe it is hard to see her glasses, look closely.)
Here is Robyn running home.
The other girls seemed to enjoy watching.
Okay, not Pearl. She was cranky, but I attribute that to three new teeth coming in at once (she always gets them in sets) and maybe an ear infection?
The team was so cute, although the shirts are way too big on all the kids. June could put a belt on hers and wear it as a dress. (Yes, I ran over to get a picture, but none of the kids were looking at me. I'm sure I'll catch them again at some later date.) It's a regular Sandlot.
Oh, one last picture...I thought they were pretty cute giving their high fives at the end. Good game, good game. And it really was.
Three cheers for softball!
Friday, May 27, 2011
Because Braces Weren't Enough
Notice anything new?
Yep, June needs glasses. This is not at all surprising to me considering the long history of bad eyesight that runs in BOTH of our families. I would not be shocked to see many more Cazier girls sporting this look in the future.
I think she is cute, and I am certainly glad she can see better. When we took her in for her eye exam, she couldn't read the fourth line. Now, she can stop going up to the board at school to read things the teacher writes.
She seems to be taking everything in stride, considering all the changes she has gone through recently. Here she is showing you that the gold band matches her gold glasses. (And yes, the other rubberband is purple, matching her purple glasses.)
She is still trying to get used to the feel of them on her nose and ears. She told me this morning, "My ears don't like them, and my nose doesn't like them. The only thing that likes them is my eyes. But that makes it worth it."
Yep, June needs glasses. This is not at all surprising to me considering the long history of bad eyesight that runs in BOTH of our families. I would not be shocked to see many more Cazier girls sporting this look in the future.
I think she is cute, and I am certainly glad she can see better. When we took her in for her eye exam, she couldn't read the fourth line. Now, she can stop going up to the board at school to read things the teacher writes.
She seems to be taking everything in stride, considering all the changes she has gone through recently. Here she is showing you that the gold band matches her gold glasses. (And yes, the other rubberband is purple, matching her purple glasses.)
She is still trying to get used to the feel of them on her nose and ears. She told me this morning, "My ears don't like them, and my nose doesn't like them. The only thing that likes them is my eyes. But that makes it worth it."
Temptation
Photos of the week:
On any given day, I am tempted to ignore my children and do this instead,
Or maybe this,
And don't get me started about how much I want to crawl back in here.
But I usually push aside those temptations and clean and play with my children.
p.s. I should probably have a picture of some baked goods in here as well, because that may be another weakness of mine.
p.p.s. I also think it is amazing how after you make a picture black and white, the original colors can seem so startling. Check it out.
On any given day, I am tempted to ignore my children and do this instead,
Or maybe this,
And don't get me started about how much I want to crawl back in here.
But I usually push aside those temptations and clean and play with my children.
p.s. I should probably have a picture of some baked goods in here as well, because that may be another weakness of mine.
p.p.s. I also think it is amazing how after you make a picture black and white, the original colors can seem so startling. Check it out.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Another Proud Grad
That time has come again. Another smarty pants has graduated from the Itty Bitty Bruins. I love this program so much. Memories came flooding back from here and then. Ivory was definitely ready for her turn. She had such a good year, making friends and learning. And Miss ShayNee was fabulous for her. Check out the thick scrapbook she made for Ivory.
All the girls have gotten a scrapbook (which might be my favorite part of the program) and June and Robyn pulled theirs out today to remember the good ol' days. It was so surreal looking back through the books. Time is surely not slowing down. Daisy will go in next year (2012). I hope she loves it as much as her sisters.
Yes, June got to attend the graduation this year, but only because she bit through a wire on her braces and needed to get it replaced. I didn't want to go back to the school to get her, so she got a bonus trip with us.
I'm sorry I didn't get Ivory's picture with David and Brooklyn, her buddies, but they are all here if you have forgotten what they look like. We will miss seeing you guys every other day.
Happy Graduation everyone!
All the girls have gotten a scrapbook (which might be my favorite part of the program) and June and Robyn pulled theirs out today to remember the good ol' days. It was so surreal looking back through the books. Time is surely not slowing down. Daisy will go in next year (2012). I hope she loves it as much as her sisters.
Yes, June got to attend the graduation this year, but only because she bit through a wire on her braces and needed to get it replaced. I didn't want to go back to the school to get her, so she got a bonus trip with us.
I'm sorry I didn't get Ivory's picture with David and Brooklyn, her buddies, but they are all here if you have forgotten what they look like. We will miss seeing you guys every other day.
Happy Graduation everyone!
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