nervous

she was. but she did her best.
and had fun, right?
(better keep that trophy close...sam is jealous.)

laundry mountain

just east of sock peak.

can-can

the berkshire elementary 6th grade band.

i thought i was being all fancy last night recording this and stuff...
but i find out today that olivia didn’t even play on this one. oh well.
olivia is that cute trumpet player in the back.

collage machine

scanning my sites today, i came across this
at poppytalk.
and be sure to check out poppytalk handmade.

my birthday is in october.

* still

7:31 > woke up, fed pico, fed sam, made coffee.

8:14 > searched laundry mountain for soccer clothes.
9:31 > left for sam’s soccer game.
9:52 > find out game is at 11, not 10. leave with dad to get another car.
10:20 > get back, find out game WAS at 10, but at another place.
10:35 > rush to other field. (thank you grandma and grandpa for coming!)
10:45 > game in progress, good job, sam!
11:00 > dad leaves to take olivia to music lesson.
11:40 > game over, leave for olivia’s game.
11:51 > bathroom break at the house.
12:10 > olivia’s game.
12:28 >*.
1:17 > game over. they lost, but olivia had some great runs.
1:25 > olivia wants mc donalds.
1:46 > sam wants burger king. (yes, im a sucker.)
2:04 > bathroom break
2:15 > drive into town for haircuts
3:42 >target (did i mention i’m a sucker?)

5:03 > get back home, unload car
5:30- > fuss around the yard, make dinner, wash dishes, clean bathroom

8:24 > *.

6th grade camp

a burton elementary school rite of passage.
she left us on tuesday with notes on everyones bed...
the only way we know what they are doing there is by checking here and here.
we were told that she will come back a different person than from when she left.
does that mean she’ll stop leaving clothes all over her room?
it’s pretty funny around here. we really miss her.

laura (aka) mom

back 9

i hear this is a pretty nice place...so no throwing things at the band.

i ticked it.

daddy, explaining how its done, at the lake county captains game today.
which is a good thing ’cause up till now,
sams entire baseball education has been from benchwarmers.
(I didn't know athlete had three syllables, that's AAMAAZZINNG!)

put something in

draw a crazy picture.
write a nutty poem,
sing a mumble-gumble song,
whistle through your comb.
do a loony-goony dance
’cross the kitchen floor,
put something silly in the world
that ain’t been there before.

by shel silverstein
(and olivia’s favorite poem. she has the loony-goony dance perfected.)

daisy

meet daisy.
thank you, ruth, for sharing her with us this weekend.
as sam would say...shes showing us her cuteness.
(and much happiness to ruth’s friend and her new baby!)

this saturday

will cheshier and his tiny orchestra...
featuring the fine conga stylings of our own daddy.
(brian roach...olivia wanted to make sure that you knew)
i might be there...
but just remember, tequila makes me surly.

indiana jones

and the curse of slime dog’s kitchen.
as it should be.
and please, let us stop humming the theme song.

color

happy mother’s day

we miss you.

sweet

dinner conversation topics > kentucky derby tragedy > questions of animal cruelty >
that there is such a thing as dog racing > and sammy thought about it a minute and said...

i don’t think dogs like it when people ride on them.

blow out

sams cleats.
happened at baseball the other night.
and yet, he still played on.
he wants to use the glue gun to put them back together.

may

hypothesis

natural ingredients.
a healthier muffin.
good enough to be a finalist,
but we didn’t win anything.
i think the winner of
the fair spliced a gene...
or built a
human heart valve...
something like that.
so, we’re pretty happy.
and very proud of olivia.