Thursday, June 11, 2009
TOOTS!!!!
Toots is our new kitten. I will post pix but right now I'm at work and have no pictures to post. She is a mini version of Picky-Picky, our 10 year old fat cat. Well she looks fat now next to Toots, who is only 9 weeks old. We went back and forth over what to name this new addition to our family. I liked "Toontses", like the driving cat on Saturday Night Live, and "Pippa". The kids liked Toots, as did Scott. So Toots it is. The first night though, Gav called her "FiFi" because he "did not want to name the cat something that comes out of him every day". I kid you not. But she is Toots now. Toots is very jumpy - she jumps on us, on furniture, on poor Picky-Picky. Gavin is sort of afraid of her; whenever she is around he yells "TOOOOOOTS" and we know he is crounched in a corner or on a table far out of her reach. He also yells "CAT FIGHT" when the two cats start wrestling. It's all good, she is a cute little thing and we love her.
The World According to Gavin
A few mornings ago, Gavin was being a good little boy and washing his face/brushing his teeth, without me or Scott having to covince him to do so. I looked at him and said, "Gavin, how did Mommy and Daddy end up with such a cute blond-haired, blue-eyed boy?" to which he replied
"Well Mommy didn't you just ask God for a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy?"
OMG, so cute he is! I cannot stand the cuteness.
"No Gav, I just asked him for a healthy baby, and we got you".
"Hmmm, Mommy...don't you think you should be able to request what you want? He should take requests."
The Gospel According to Gavin :)
"Well Mommy didn't you just ask God for a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy?"
OMG, so cute he is! I cannot stand the cuteness.
"No Gav, I just asked him for a healthy baby, and we got you".
"Hmmm, Mommy...don't you think you should be able to request what you want? He should take requests."
The Gospel According to Gavin :)
I am a sucky blogger!
Enough of the apologies on my part, I just need to blog more consistently. Funny things have happened at the LaDore house, many in the past week, and Scott shoots me a look and says "That's blog-worthy"...yeah yeah yeah. So again, my apologies, those who actually read my blog (don't think it's many of you) and here goes...
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Wow...I'm back!!
Yikes it's been almost 3 months since I have last posted!! And boy have we been busy! School, vacation to Disney World, lost teeth, tee ball, stomach bugs, birthday parties...But here I am, back at the blog. My husband, mother-in-law and sister-in-law will be happy to see a new post. Every now and again they sneak in a comment about my blogging absence; like Scott, who said "Gee Dineen that's blog-worthy...if you even blog anymore...". So I am back. We just started tee ball again, and that means many a blog-worthy story will be coming your way via this blog.
It's almost the end of the school year and I am happy to report that Gavin is loving kindergarten and Francesca is loving the first grade. Neither child can seem to keep their mouth shut (they are their mother's children after all), hence we have gotten a few notes home alluding to the fact that both kids like to chat. Oh well, in the grand scheme of things there are WAY worse things they could do while at school...
One of these days I will post the Disney World pix. We have some great ones of Francesca with the characters, and Gavin trying to hide from the characters. In fact, Gavin enjoyed the character breakfast while hiding under the table, eating a bowl of canteloupe. He actually asked to go back to Chef Mickey's the next time we visit Disney, not to see the characters but to eat at what he thought was an amazing breakfast buffet!
Well that's it for now. I am sure that I will have SOMETHING to blog about soon. I'll keep you posted. I promise.
It's almost the end of the school year and I am happy to report that Gavin is loving kindergarten and Francesca is loving the first grade. Neither child can seem to keep their mouth shut (they are their mother's children after all), hence we have gotten a few notes home alluding to the fact that both kids like to chat. Oh well, in the grand scheme of things there are WAY worse things they could do while at school...
One of these days I will post the Disney World pix. We have some great ones of Francesca with the characters, and Gavin trying to hide from the characters. In fact, Gavin enjoyed the character breakfast while hiding under the table, eating a bowl of canteloupe. He actually asked to go back to Chef Mickey's the next time we visit Disney, not to see the characters but to eat at what he thought was an amazing breakfast buffet!
Well that's it for now. I am sure that I will have SOMETHING to blog about soon. I'll keep you posted. I promise.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Fishy...very Fishy...
So Francesca volunteered us to be a "host family" for Lolly, one of her class's Japanese Fighting Fish, over the holiday break. We were not sure how this was going to go, being we have Picky-Picky (our cat). For the most part everything went smoothly. Picky even slept a few nights in Francesca's room, where Lolly had taken up residence as well. Until Sunday. Sunday afternoon, we were hanging around the house, getting ready to go to a friend's for a few hours. I heard something upstairs fall, but did not think much of it. Francesca tends to pile her toys up in piles and one or more things usually falls over. Fast forward a few hours now...
We are back home and Scott is painting the front door. (It's now midnight blue - it was poopy brown. I love it now. Oh and Scott if you are reading this I think it needs a 3rd coat, but let me get back to the fish story). Scott happens to look at me and say "Babe is Francesca's door open?". We had been keeping the door shut the whole time the fish was vacationing at 62 Wesley. No reason to tempt the cat. OH MY GOD, I think. I RUN upstairs and look on F's dresser. NO FISH BOWL. I look on the floor. There it is...the bowl turned over, the top off, and the fish barely swimming in about 2 inches of water. HOLY CRAP I think. We killed the fish! How is my daughter going to show her face at school tomorrow? Wait, our silly little town has both PETCO and Pet Smart (we don't have a friggin' bookstore but we have 2 pet stores...I digress); if we killed it odds are Scott can find a replacement. I scoop up the fish in the top of the container and the bowl part and run into the bathroom. I dump the fish back in the bowl and add water, all the while screaming OH MY GOD OH MY GOD SCOTT GET UP HERE NOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW! He comes racing upstairs, paintbrush in hand, followed by Francesca, who quickly realizes what has gone down. She is now pacing and yelling BAD CAT BAD CAT at Picky Picky, who prances by the bathroom with a smirk on her face. Scott shooes us out of the bathroom, telling us that all this yelling is stressing the fish out and I stressed it more by adding cold water to the bowl. Oh thank goodness my husband had many a fish in his younger days.
A few minutes later Scott comes out of the bathroom, fish bowl in hand. Gavin has now joined us upstairs and thinks the whole situation is hysterical. Thankfully Lolly is breathing and has a heartbeat. Scott tells us that he shocked it back to life by connecting 2 wires to a 9-volt battery and shocking it, plus he did fishy CPR. He is such a smart-ass sometimes...So we shut Lolly back in F's bedroom, lights low, door shut! Damn Picky sat outside Francesca's bedroom, waiting for her chance to pounce again. I could not wait until Monday morning so Scott could return the fish safely to Francesca's classroom. We already told Francesca (and Gavin) NO MORE CLASS PETS VISITING OUR HOUSE. That's all I'd need, to be known as the family who killed the class pet. We'd have to move...
We are back home and Scott is painting the front door. (It's now midnight blue - it was poopy brown. I love it now. Oh and Scott if you are reading this I think it needs a 3rd coat, but let me get back to the fish story). Scott happens to look at me and say "Babe is Francesca's door open?". We had been keeping the door shut the whole time the fish was vacationing at 62 Wesley. No reason to tempt the cat. OH MY GOD, I think. I RUN upstairs and look on F's dresser. NO FISH BOWL. I look on the floor. There it is...the bowl turned over, the top off, and the fish barely swimming in about 2 inches of water. HOLY CRAP I think. We killed the fish! How is my daughter going to show her face at school tomorrow? Wait, our silly little town has both PETCO and Pet Smart (we don't have a friggin' bookstore but we have 2 pet stores...I digress); if we killed it odds are Scott can find a replacement. I scoop up the fish in the top of the container and the bowl part and run into the bathroom. I dump the fish back in the bowl and add water, all the while screaming OH MY GOD OH MY GOD SCOTT GET UP HERE NOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW! He comes racing upstairs, paintbrush in hand, followed by Francesca, who quickly realizes what has gone down. She is now pacing and yelling BAD CAT BAD CAT at Picky Picky, who prances by the bathroom with a smirk on her face. Scott shooes us out of the bathroom, telling us that all this yelling is stressing the fish out and I stressed it more by adding cold water to the bowl. Oh thank goodness my husband had many a fish in his younger days.
A few minutes later Scott comes out of the bathroom, fish bowl in hand. Gavin has now joined us upstairs and thinks the whole situation is hysterical. Thankfully Lolly is breathing and has a heartbeat. Scott tells us that he shocked it back to life by connecting 2 wires to a 9-volt battery and shocking it, plus he did fishy CPR. He is such a smart-ass sometimes...So we shut Lolly back in F's bedroom, lights low, door shut! Damn Picky sat outside Francesca's bedroom, waiting for her chance to pounce again. I could not wait until Monday morning so Scott could return the fish safely to Francesca's classroom. We already told Francesca (and Gavin) NO MORE CLASS PETS VISITING OUR HOUSE. That's all I'd need, to be known as the family who killed the class pet. We'd have to move...
Monday, January 5, 2009
A New Year of Francesca and Gavin
It's time for me to sit down and blog about the holidays. We had a lovely Christmas and a quiet New Year's. Here are some of the highlights of the past few weeks, both holiday-related and otherwise:
-Gavin wanted to convert to Judaism this holiday season. After learning all about Hanukkah and eating potato latkes, he proclaimed them "better than the hash browns at McDonald's" and wanted to celebrate Hanukkah, as "it lasts longer than Christmas". I told him that we weren't converting this year but I could most definitely scrounge up a recipe for latkes.
-Gavin also surprised us by changing his mind about Disney...HE IS GOING TO DISNEY NOW!!! At first he said he would just get on the plane, but thanks to his sister, who convinced him the characters would not come near him, he was decided to join in the family fun.
-We "cookied" some friends and our local police/fire/ambulance corps. The kids got into that, wearing their Santa hats and carrying big trays of homemade cookies. The EMT's at the PC/RB Ambulance Corps even invited us in for a tour! The kids got a HUGE kick out of going on the ambulance and seeing the lights and listening to the sirens. Scott was our driver. It was a fun day.
-Francesca sang in our church's childrens' choir on Christmas Eve. She was very nervous about forgetting the words. I told her not to worry, if she forgot the words she should simply hum or open her mouth and pretend to sing. She made it through the Mass just fine, we were all very proud of her.
-We spent the Saturday after Christmas in NYC, taking in the holiday sights and sounds. We saw the windows at Macy's, walked through the Times Square Toys 'R Us, and had dinner at Mars 2112. We then walked through the Fireman's Museum of NYC and saw the tree at Rockefeller Center. Our last stop before going home was St. Patrick's Cathedral, to light candles and say prayers.
All in all, a lovely holiday season. I'll be happy to do it all again next year!
-Gavin wanted to convert to Judaism this holiday season. After learning all about Hanukkah and eating potato latkes, he proclaimed them "better than the hash browns at McDonald's" and wanted to celebrate Hanukkah, as "it lasts longer than Christmas". I told him that we weren't converting this year but I could most definitely scrounge up a recipe for latkes.
-Gavin also surprised us by changing his mind about Disney...HE IS GOING TO DISNEY NOW!!! At first he said he would just get on the plane, but thanks to his sister, who convinced him the characters would not come near him, he was decided to join in the family fun.
-We "cookied" some friends and our local police/fire/ambulance corps. The kids got into that, wearing their Santa hats and carrying big trays of homemade cookies. The EMT's at the PC/RB Ambulance Corps even invited us in for a tour! The kids got a HUGE kick out of going on the ambulance and seeing the lights and listening to the sirens. Scott was our driver. It was a fun day.
-Francesca sang in our church's childrens' choir on Christmas Eve. She was very nervous about forgetting the words. I told her not to worry, if she forgot the words she should simply hum or open her mouth and pretend to sing. She made it through the Mass just fine, we were all very proud of her.
-We spent the Saturday after Christmas in NYC, taking in the holiday sights and sounds. We saw the windows at Macy's, walked through the Times Square Toys 'R Us, and had dinner at Mars 2112. We then walked through the Fireman's Museum of NYC and saw the tree at Rockefeller Center. Our last stop before going home was St. Patrick's Cathedral, to light candles and say prayers.
All in all, a lovely holiday season. I'll be happy to do it all again next year!
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