Archive for January, 2009
last night we drove out to his work and waited around the corner until we saw his car leave the parking lot…
of course he had no idea we had been there, and when he got to work this morning everybody was telling him “happy birthday” as he walked in. he thought it was strange that everybody knew about his birthday, until he walked into his office.
his co-worker took this picture of him sporting the new “rap grill” we got him (fake gold teeth with a diamond on the front tooth…smooth)
pics of the birthday boy…
you can’t get any cuter than this!
this year i even surpassed the coolness of the last one, and picked a song by LL Cool J “around the way girl” except i changed the title to “around forever guy” (just kidding about it being cool, i know i’m a geek, but he loves this stuff!)
anyways, here it is…
(keep in mind it’s better if you know the original song)
“around forever guy”
i want a guy with everything but hair
black nike tube socks
at least two pair
a ping golf bag and a laid back attitude…
i got myself one pretty awesome dude
he can dunk a basketball, and chug down ovaltine
i love it when my man gives me a fat diamond ring
moonwalks like the “king of pop” while sucking on a cough drop
get him playing video games, it’s hard to make him ever stop
he likes to dance to the rap jams
he’s tough as beef jerky or his mean old grams
milky white complexion,
loves brazilian buffet…
let’s hear it for the guy who’ll see me old and gray
i need an “around forever” guy (around forever guy)
he’s the one for me (he’s the only one for me)
i love an “around forever” guy (you got me shook up shook down shook out on your lovin’) i’m so glad i get to spend my life with this guy who will be around forever.
i’m seriously the luckiest girl in the world.
but now all you have to do is go to scrapblog.com…upload your photos, click, click and you’re done…(amateurs)
(who told him he could have an opinion?)
it’s funny that it hasn’t seemed real until now, because i can’t feel anything in there. but seeing it move all around was pretty cool. fredgie was in awe, and later admitted he was a little emotional about seeing it.
creating life is an amazing thing. we are so grateful to have this blessing in our life.
he’ll even chase ‘em down in the grocery store to get a good shot. he followed these last two out to the parking lot (seriously, don’t ask me why).
he always tells me that this is what he’s going to look like in 2 years, and he frequently walks around the house with his basketball shorts up to his chest, hunched over and bull-legged, imitating what i have to look forward to (his imitation is so convincing, it’s a little disturbing…sometimes i have to look away:)
(pretending like there’s nothing unusual about how he’s dressed)
van is a very particular child. it’s getting alot better as he gets older, but he’s very apprehensive about pretty much everything until he gets comfortable with it. once he gets over the initial fear of a new idea, he’s great…but sometimes i have to get creative to persuade him into things.
when he was about 3 years old, he used to be scared to death of getting his ears cleaned out (really just the thought of it). i didn’t even want to get in the canal, i just wanted to wipe out what my eyes could see right there in his ear. i even tried the drops that are supposed to let everything flow out, but i couldn’t get him to quit moving his head. he would scream and cry like i was going to cut his arm off. i tried all sorts of angles, but nothing worked- so i just dropped it and thought of a plan.
a week or so went by and i went up to him and started looking in his ear, and i said “oh my gosh van, it looks like a bug pooped in your ear!”
now funny thing is, he also has a little o.c.d. when it comes to germs or things that are “dirty” so he wasn’t too happy about the thought of a bug taking a little crap in his ear. he calmly said, “mom, you better clean that out right away!”
since then, i’ve had no trouble getting his ears cleaned out and he even comes to me and says, “mom will you clean this bug poop out of my ear?”
i feel kind of bad now because he doesn’t have that fear anymore, and he’s old enough to understand that we all need to keep our ears clean…but how do i tell him that i’ve been lying to him (for his own good of course) for 2 years? everytime we’re cleaning out the ” bug poop” he’ll ask me “why do those bugs like to poop in my ears mom? when do you think they do it…maybe when i’m sleeping?”
so my dilemma today is bug poop.
good thing Santa is very accommodating and
was happy to make a special trip out to our house a little early:)
van picked out some bubble gum lip gloss for jas, and jas got van a “pirate kit” with his own scary eye patch, earring, sword, and treasure box. he thought that was a pretty cool present.
(here’s the recipe if anyone wants it for next year)
magic reindeer food…
use a mixture of any of these: oatmeal, bird seed, rice krisipies, plus a little bit of glitter. Place the mixture in plastic bags, or burlap sacks and give with these instructions:
make a wish and close your eyes tight,
then sprinkle on your lawn at night.
as Santa’s reindeer fly and roam,
this food will guide them to your home.
the sparkle of the glitter in the moonlight,
and the aroma of the oats will guide Santa
and his reindeer directly to your house!
(directions: sprinkle in yard by 9:00 on Christmas Eve)
(after the fire dies down of course)
for the kids to see right away…”wow, we got just what we wanted!”
we got him this bike a while ago, but he’s a little hesitant about new things…it has to be on his time.well, he decided he’s ready now- so freddy put on some training wheels, and we were off!
safety first (he won’t ride without his helmet)we were talking while we were at the park about how lucky we are that things are so good. this year has been the absolute best for both of us. we’re so happy, and so grateful for all the blessings in our lives. the kids are healthy and happy, fredgie’s job is great, i get to stay home and be a mom full time (with another little one on the way), the list goes on and on.
life is good.
(striking resemblance wouldn’t ya say?)