CONGRATULATIONS ARNOLD!!!

I found out today that my brother passed the New York bar. We are very happy for him and his family. It's nice to get some good news these days. I celebrated by buying 13 books for $13 and some craft supplies at Michaels. Isn't it nice to have a reason to splurge?

When I picked Rebecca up from school I had this conversation with her:

Me: "Guess what Rebecca, Uncle Arnold passed the bar!"
R: "Woo hoo! (pause) Does that mean he is going to be a missionary now?"
Me: "No, he is a lawyer."
R: "What's a lawyer?"
Me: "It's what daddy does. Work on the computer and stuff."
R: "Ohhh. I still don't understand."

Missionary, lawyer, it's all the same, isn't it?

Ba ba, baby and thumb

I found my kids on the couch like this. Here they are with their favorite things. Rebecca has sucked her thumb since she was three months old and keeps telling me things like: "I'm going to stop sucking my thumb when I wake up tomorrow morning." ...but it hasn't happened yet.

Joseph is very attached to his ba-ba (bottle) and his baby (his blanket). I'm a little worried about weaning him from his bottle. But we'll deal with that tomorrow morning.... :)

Rainbow colors

Yesterday I was fixing Rebecca's hair. She could see herself in the mirror and said: "Look at that color mom, it's brown! And look at that color (she was pointing to her natural highlights) it's..." I filled in the blank: "golden" Rebecca: "Yep, it's golden. Mom,...(and this next part was said in a very excited, high-pitched voice) I'm RAINBOW!!!!"
Life was never more exciting than when you were five and rainbow colored.

my organized son

A couple of days ago I asked Joseph to take his jacket to his room. I was curious where he would put it and assumed he would just drop it on the middle of the floor. I secretly followed him and observed. Lo and behold he actually put it in his sock drawer, which is the only drawer that belongs to him that he can actually reach and open. I was so amazed. I had never taught him that that drawer belonged to him, he just picked up on that by observation. And the fact that he knew to put his jacket in a place with other clothes, just too cute.

Tag- I'm it!

Okay Rozanne, this one's for YOU!!!

1. My kitchen sink (okay, I didn't even touch it from the time I read your post. I left it true to form. Please note the thermos wherein I lovingly prepare my daughter trader joe's shell pasta for her school lunch, the empty muffin holder wherein I baked trader joe's pumpkin muffins, the white bowl wherein I had served my husband trader joe's tomato soup, the trader joe's kitchen rag... I actually don't even go to trader joe's that often, but somehow it worked out that way...)

2. My favorite room (when it's clean and morning-time the sun makes it so nice in there.)

3. Me right now

4. My closet

... oh, did you want to see the INSIDE?

5. My fridge

6. The laundry room (please note the cockroach on the ground. Ironic since this is the first one I've seen in the six years I've done laundry here.)

7. My favorite shoes (on their deathbed-my other favorites just died. I need new shoes but don't like shoe shopping.)

8. What my kids are doing right now (well, actually by now they're sleeping).


9. My bathroom

10. My dream vacation

I don't think I have that many readers but I really don't know who reads this or who would even want to do this, so apart from tagging Kati O., Stephanie P., Karen P., and Edie A., I'd love to tag anyone who wants to participate. Just leave a comment on my post so I'll know to look at your post right away!!! (I know that's not conventional, but then again, I'm not conventional. And if I tagged you and you hate this kind of thing just don't do it. I still like you.)

Daddy's voice

Anyone that knows Warren at all knows he has a beautiful voice. He sings in the crooner style, like Frank Sinatra and Harry Connick Jr. Today Joseph and I were at Trader Joe's. They were playing that kind of music in the store. As we were exiting the store a Frank Sinatra song came on and Joseph looked in the direction of the music and asked: "Daddy?" "Sorry, honey, no, it's not Daddy, but you're daddy is just as good."

Bows, beautiful bows

This summer my sister-in-law got me started on hand-making bows. It is so much fun, especially when you have a little girl who loves to wear them every day.
Here are a few photos of some of the bows I have made. My sister-in-law gave me brief instructions, but then I have just experimented and tried to figure out what works. I just wish they went a little faster.