Sunday, May 31, 2009

All mimsy were the borogoves (pt.1)

All I can do is smile.  

Our little "adventure" was full of fantasticalness! It was full of excitement, meltdowns (from all parties) laughter and the purest happiness I have experienced in quite some time.  

(I won't be able to fit everything in one post, so I will be splitting it up in parts.)  


If you had the poem Jabberwocky memorized you got a prize at breakfast.  

         I was in heaven, a giddy little girl.

                     Bocce Ball

Thursday, May 28, 2009

A much needed break is in need for the Hubs, Parkie and I.  

We are headed off to one of my favorite places... Monterey, Ca.

 So magical.  

We will be staying at an "Alice in Wonderland" themed Inn. Seriously!! Ahhhh! I could about die just thinking how scrumptous its going to be!

Lots more to come when I return from this adventure.  Until then, one of my favorite poems (which I almost have memorized)

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
  The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
  Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
  And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
  The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
  And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
  The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
  He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
  Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
  He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

                                                                                              -Lewis Carroll

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Good Friends.
Good Food.
Good fun.


I'll sum it up with some randomness.

No toilet paper.
Sister Act.
Courtney Mortimer.
No one likes Alice in Wonderland.
Preparations for delivering a baby.
Foil Dinners.
Creepy old guy Shhhing.

Pretty much had a fantasmic time! 

Parkie loved the sleeping bag. 

Poor caterpillar got squished to death 2 seconds later. RIP.

PS. Check out my little brother singing my favorite song. Here. 

Friday, May 22, 2009

Parker, Life is a little tricky and can be down right messy.  So as the fabulous Mom that I am, I decided to give you some Survival Tips for this woe-be-gone world of ours.

Tip #1

Tattoos. If you come home with a tattoo and try to put the blame on me because I used to write sharpie on you as a kid and you got confused.... your dead. You will be scraping gum off the sidewalks for a good year. Better yet, I will lay you down and scrape the tattoo right off your body!  Don't get me wrong I think the "Art" of tattoos are beautiful, how bout we get one on canvas instead! Oh, and if you play the "Mom, your so not cool, you don't understand...blah blah blah." Gum scraping for 2 years! 

Tip #2

Choking.  Hugging someone and choking the life out of someone ISN'T the same thing. Only under self defense do I allow it.  Just please make sure to stop before they turn blue.
Tip #3

Ears.  I know your ears may seem like jewelry to you, kinda pointless.  Well, us "normal" people use ours and we would appreciate some respect.  That means no shoving your fingers into strangers ears because you think its funny. Now, you can do that to Dad all you want (just don't tell him I said that.) 

Tip #4

Feeding. Lets learn to sit up and use a spoon like a big boy! I don't want to send you off to college thinking your roommate will feed you and be happy about it.  He won't. It just doesn't look good.

Tip #5 

The Cuteness Factor.  When you know you are doing something sneaky and wrong, at least look cute and apologetic when you get caught.  This will take you very far in life.  Especially when you get married.

Tip #6

The Look.  This look means back off. This look means if you don't start walking away immediately steam will start shooting from my ears and that pitch fork will end up "somewhere". I like you alot... so lets keep you alive.

Tip #7

Time Out.  When you do something you know you shouldn't be doing, there will be consequences. Some more severe than others.  Time out is an easy one. Trust me! So stop complaining and those two minutes will end soon. Um, and remember, Mommy isn't doing this because I don't like you, I am doing it because I like you.  I just don't want you to turn out like someone we both know and love.

Tip # 8

Parents. There will come a time when you won't think we are cool anymore. I know crazy right! We understand though. We did the same things to our parents.  It's just whats supposed to happen. Just know, that when that time does come we will still be your biggest fans.  I will still hug and kiss you even if you pull away. Remember to come to US when you want to talk or some advice. We will try to understand you the BEST we can. Keep us in your world. 


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

On a Trip...In our Imagination.

This Morning Parker and I desperately needed to take a trip. 

Hmmm... Where to go?

I wanted to go to the Circus. He wanted to see Mickey.

No such thing as a "Mickey Circus" in real life, so we made one!

Welcome to"This isn't really Disney, Mickey traveling Circus/Freak show Compromise" 

We quickly found our seats once we arrived, I didn't even notice the snarky Gnome sitting next to me.  We really weren't in Rocklin anymore!  

The Ring Leader (Captain Obi the Alien) his pet Poodle Doris came out to introduce the first act.   Genetically mutated animals?  Hmmm... A Polar Bear the size of a yellow school bus, a T- Rex that was just short of four feet, and a pig the size of a van my Mom once had.  It was very entertaining. Parker was a little freaked out so he just sat quietly munching on some dandelions. Candied of course! 

The Second Act was a dance number. A Goose and her newborn duckling performed to one of my favorite songs, "Footloose". (Remember this is my imagination, so I get to pick the song.)

 Then for the final act an Elephant with green polka dots pranced across a tightrope.  Lovely.

The Gnome sitting next to me told Parker and I we couldn't leave until we saw The Bearded Lady.  I have never seen one before so I thought it would be an educational experience for both Parker and I. (Wax, Shave or Pluck regularly!)  She looked very sad in her cage.  Everyone was laughing and pointing at this poor women. Parker even tried to tug on her beard! I quickley told him that wasn't polite.  So I did the only thing I thought I could do, I handed her a box of Nair and the number for a "Hairy Women Support Group."  She smiled then waved Parker and I goodbye.
Luckily we got out of the Circus tent fast because I heard (from a no name source) that the F.ederal B.ureau of I.magination came and shut the whole thing down due to illegal activities. (I think it was the Genetically mutated animals!) I'm just sayin!

We had a very enjoyable day and now are tummies are full from candied dandelions! We do hope to go on some more "trips".  I wonder where our next stop will be???

Monday, May 18, 2009

When will Innocence be lost?

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Water Dances.

Explain this to me.  

I thought being deaf meant you couldn't hear... 
If you couldn't hear you wouldn't know music.  
Without music how can you dance?  

My Parker is such a Dancer. He doesn't walk, he prances
Tip toe here, tap tap tap.  
Spin, Spin.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.

I love his "Happy Feet" dances.

Friday, May 15, 2009

WwwHhhOoo AaaRrrEe YyyOooUuuu?

Caterpiller: Who... are... you? 
Alice: Why, I hardly know, sir. I've changed so much since this morning, you see... 
Caterpiller:  No, I do not C, explain yourself. 
Alice: I'm afraid I can't explain myself, you see, because I'm not myself, you know. 
Caterpiller: I do not know. 
Alice: I can't put it any more clearly, sir, because it isn't clear to me. 


Who am I? Who am I? 

I always make sure to ask myself this question.  It helps me connect to what and who I really am.  

I am a wife to my best friend.
I am a mother to a sweet and silly little boy.
I am a daughter to very courageous parents.
I am an older sister to very talented siblings.
I am a believer.
I am a dreamer.
I am a story teller.
I am a altoid lover.
I am a thrift store junkie.
I am a suspender, Spiderman shirt wearer.

I am who I am and I love me!


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Adventures at the Zoo.

Look Mom REAL animals!

Ok, Mom Lets go home!