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Showing posts with label Adam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adam. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Little Snipits

(Forgot to post this conversation I had with the boys a few week ago)
 
 
 
A Bud Light truck passed us as we were leaving the neighborhood.
 
HENRY: "Hey! There goes dada's favorite beer truck! It said Butter Butt Beer right?"
ME: "No. It said, Bud Light."
HENRY: "Oh. Well he likes that kind too."
ADAM: (after a slight pause) "Wait a minute. How did dat truck know how to get to our house?!?!"
 
 

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Tahoe - Week 2


Week number 2 and we're fully enjoying
 the altered state of reality that is life in Tahoe.
Loving the sand!



Our entertainment during dinner prep.
They are so entertaining ...
... Adam couldn't even handle it.

Getting ready for a hike at Spooner Lake.

Grumpy dude. But give him 5 minutes and he'll be
the happiest kid on the hike.

Adam has an eagle eye for bugs and "treasures."

He looks ready for a 4th to me.

Skinny jeans and pink leather sandals. Appropriate
hiking attire when you're the only little girl.


Successful fishing with the boys.



And we ate it for dinner.

My husband the grill master.



Man life is tough in Tahoe.





It's 5:00 somewhere. Okay. Maybe it's just 2:30. But we're on vacation!

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Tahoe - Week 1

The Barron's have a tradition. A 25 year old tradition in fact. Every year during the first week (and recently 2) of July they bring their brood to Tahoe. I love, LOVE the fact that I married into this tradition. We missed 8 years of the good times when we were living in Milwaukee but now that we're back in California we have embraced the annual trip with vigor.

This is the 3rd year we've been able to bring our bunch of Barron's on the trip. The food, family, fun, cards, laughter, friends, day trips, walks, and the beach are exactly what we need. We're loving every minute.



Corn in our teeth.

Sand in our toes.

Aunties by our side.

Walks to the beach at sunset.

Cards, cards and more cards.

Cooking.

Scavenger Hunt. One of MANY!



More cooking.







Virginia City, Nevada




Panning for gold.



They actually got some flakes!



Cave tour. Scared the crud out of me.

Love this face!

Fun, fun and more fun! We are missing Tyson a bit though. Fortunately we found the best dog trainers in the world and they paid him a visit at the kennel yesterday. They said he's doing great and doesn't seem to be missing us too much. They even sent us some pictures of him. How thoughtful is that?!



Friday, June 22, 2012

Our Hero

The kids really do love their dada.


In honor of father's day (a bit late I know) I would like to share a few of the boys humdingers from the last few weeks.


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Adam: How will I turn into a daddy?
Me: Well. When you get married and your wife has a baby you'll be a daddy.
Adam: Oh. I didn't get married yet right?
Me: No.
Adam: Oh. Good.


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Me: (staring at a pile of laundry taller than Adam) I need to fold that laundry. Good thing dada will help me when he gets home. He's a good helper and a hard worker.
Henry: Yeah. But you work hard for us. And dada works hard at a real job. So you should probably just fold those clothes.



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And last weekend as we were watching the final hole of the U.S. Open ...

Henry: (critiquing the 10 foot putt Michael Thompson had to make to force a playoff) That is a really easy shot huh dada?
Matt: No way Henry. That's a tough one.
Henry: But you would make that shot dada. You're better than him.
Me: (chuckling) Henry, these guys are all WAY better than dada.
Henry: (in shock) Certainly not!



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And finally a piece of art from Henry's classroom.




This just melted my heart. And Matt's too. Each of the kids in Henry's class made one of these during the last month of school. They were posted around the room and said things like, "I want to be a ... banker, hair dresser, fireman, doctor. I looked but did not notice another, "I want to be a daddy." Just goes to show what a remarkable impression Matt is leaving on his kids. He really is such a great daddy.