Thursday, August 29, 2013

22/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for one year"
{april 2013 - april 2014}

jack: boys in ties are so handsome.
lucy:  always afraid we'll be late for school, so she fills up the boys' water bottles for them.
finn: smooth, new school year haircut. 
dot: just hanging out with me, smelling a tulip. 

Thursday, August 22, 2013

21/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for one year"
{april 2013 - april 2014}
(iphone version... because it was just one of those busy weeks)

jack: finishing up summer school work between a double soccer practice.
lucy:  reading straight through the boxcar children in one afternoon.  ah, summer reading.
finn: donuts at night to cross it off the summer list.
dot: obsessed with the baby doll stroller. i might be spending school days while the kids are gone hunched over pushing her in that thing...

Thursday, August 15, 2013

20/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for one year"
{april 2013 - april 2014}

jack: rediscovered his love for blocks.  hurray for lazy summer days to make such discoveries.
lucy:  just wants to bake and cook all the time lately.  made up her own breadstick recipe with trader joe's pizza dough.
finn: i'm going to miss that crazy mop when it has to get cut for school...
dot: splashing in miss dina's pool since ours is still green.

Monday, August 12, 2013

once upon a wednesday...



last wednesday we tried to go to smeeks at 9:30 in the morning and i realized it might not open until 10:00, so we looked online and i was right. we decided to go to half price books to wait and to try and get the first harry potter book for a friend for her bday because they always have tons of copies of it there and, of course, they didn't have a single copy of it. so, back to smeeks. 
it was a couple minutes before 10:00, so i got a coffee and we sat to wait. then, obviously, everyone had to go to the bathroom.  we picked everyone/everything up and headed out to find the bathroom. 15 minutes later, the store is still not open. i asked the girl at the coffee shop and she informed me some of the stores don't open until 11:00 in the summer. much to lucy's disappointment, i was not going to wait.
on our way to the car, finn is trailing behind (shocking, i know) and a possibly homeless "hippie" (as jack called him) offers finn a deflated beach ball with instructions to not blow it up until he gets home.
great. a dirty old beach ball that someone has already had their mouth on. so, i had to have the talk with finn once again to not take things from strangers. especially dirty strangers who pull old deflated beach balls out of their grubby, patchouli-scented back packs.  and i had to remind myself why i shouldn't let finn trail behind, so next time i can say, "no thank you!" quickly, before finn has said beach ball in his hand with a big smile on his face and a "cool! thanks!" to the gift-giving, alleged hippie. (seriously, why is the word "hippie" in jack's vocabulary?). 
on the bright side, he did remember to say thank you for once, so there's that. 
jack and lucy, however are not concerned about the germ issue that i am freaking out about, but are convinced that this stranger has actually poisoned the ball in someway. "mom, don't you think it's kind of a coincidence that he just appeared out of no where with a beach ball and waited for all of us to pass by before he offered it to finn? AND then he said, 'don't blow it up UNTIL YOU GET HOME!' mom, he didn't want us to get poisoned right there in front of him!" ok, jack, i think you have been reading too many mystery/sci-fi/adventure books...  lucy, of course, immediately bought into this, "seriously, mom, why would he say to wait until we get home?! it really could be poisoned!!"  great. 
well, smeeks wasn't happening, so we were on to target to get a bday present. we disposed of the beach ball, much to finn's disappointment I might add, and were planning to go straight to the lego aisle, grab what jack knew he already wanted to get and head home to put our poor little tired baby down for a nap. lego aisle? where is the lego aisle? oh, they are restocking and moving all the shelves in the toy section, so they've boxed everything up and it won't be back on the shelves for a couple hours. 
of course. because the middle of the day is the perfect time for a store to do this. forget the after hours or early in the morning. clearly, i should have seen this coming. 
why would a quick trip to old reliable target work out. 
silly, me. 

the moral of the story. just stay home. 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

19/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for one year"
{april 2013 - april 2014}

jack: come on already with the faces, guy.  he always gets a laugh from me though...
lucy:  enjoying the overcast day and being outside in phoenix in august with temperatures in the 80's.
finn: dirty feet and a happy boy.
dot: thrilled that it was cool enough to go for a bike ride.  she still asks almost everyday.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

18/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, for one year"
{april 2013 - april 2014}

jack: admiring the creek with his "gandalf stick" in hand.
lucy:  having a snack and watching the rain.
finn: just had to make it to the middle of the river (thanks, baabee for the help)
dot: hanging on the dock, watching everyone else have all the fun...