Showing posts from May, 2009

Big Brother

While walking in Princeton last weekend, Richie and Sophia held hands for the first time. Richie is very protective of his little sister.  He often shushes us when she is napping and says, "Quiet!  My baby is sleeping!"  And he likes to introduce her to new people as, "My baby, Sophia."  It makes my heart super happy. =)

Richie's New Hobby

Little Richie recently decided he knows how to take pictures and asked me the other day if he could use the camera.  He had a lot of fun and actually got a few great shots.  Here is a sample of his work, he took every single picture all by himself, including the "self portrait" at the bottom.  I am beginning to wonder if there is anything this kid can't do.

This & That

The stitches came out on Friday and Sophia looks great, considering everything.  It is a pretty substantial scar, and the doctor said it will probably take a year to heal completely and it will be red all that time.  I have a little experience with big scars, so I know it will fade eventually.  We are supposed to still be careful, because it could split open again if she bangs it, but there is no reasoning with an 18-month-old, and it is almost impossible to keep the kids from rough-housing.  I do my best and just hope that she will heal quickly.
Mother's Day was nice.  After I got little Richie ready for church he turned to me and said, "Happy Mother's Day, Mom!"  and gave me a big hug.  Richie (Dad) got home from showcase right after we got home from church, and in his arms was a GIANT bouquet of roses for Mother's Day.  He got me a dozen for each year of grad school, which he had just completed.  That's THREE DOZEN LONG STEMMED ROSES!!!  They are gorgeous.


This is it!

Today and tomorrow is Richie's showcase.  I went to the "Friends and Family Night" on Thursday and he is doing great work.  So, everyone send positive vibes to New York City, and hopefully Richie will soon be a working actor!

So, you know how they say your kids should know your real name?

Well, recently little Richie was demonstrating his knowledge of names and he said, "I'm Richie, and Dad is Richie, and Sophia is Soph, and Mom is Babe."
That's right, my son thinks I'm a babe!
He learned it from his dad, who calls me "Babe" all the time, but I'll take it from both of them. =)


I have been saying for a while that it was just a matter of time before I ended up in the ER with Sophia (aside from merry-go-rounds, nothing seems to scare her), so maybe it is my own fault that we had to go to the ER on Friday. At about 11:45 a.m. Richie accidentally knocked her into the edge of the t.v. stand. She immediately cried in pain and I ran to her and saw a gash across her left eyebrow. She was crying and it was bleeding pretty badly and Richie said, "Mom, you got to help her! Mom, her tears are red!" and I explained that it wasn't her tears but that she was bleeding.
I could tell right away that it was going to need stitches, but Dad was gone to school and I didn't have a car. I left my phone at my brother's house a couple weeks ago and still hadn't gotten it back yet, but luckily Dad had left his phone home that day. The first minutes after the accident I was so full of adrenaline that I couldn't stop shaking or focus on the numbers in…


Last Saturday we went to Lambertville, New Jersey so Dad could get his hair cut and to go to the "Shad Festival", which is an outdoor arts festival that reminded us of Summerfest in Logan, Utah.  Shad is a kind of fish and the festival was started several years ago to celebrate that the river was no longer too polluted for the fish to live in it, (only in New Jersey, right?).  Anyway, the kids didn't really care about the festival, but they enjoyed the walk we took to get to it.  They threw rocks into the water, saw two geese and their goslings, and we stopped at a playground for them to play. This merry-go-round looked like fun...
Richie enjoyed it... but Sophia hated it and ended up crying, flat on her tummy.  She's usually fearless, but this was not her favorite. It was a very hot afternoon, so we didn't stay at the festival very long, plus we couldn't afford to buy anything.  We did have our first fried Oreos, though, and now I understand what you have been t…