REALLY? No posts from me since May 13? I need to make up for lost time, but not tonight. Here are our annual Back-to-School poses. It's always steamy in the mornings when I try to take pics outside, so I did a couple inside as well.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
The Peanuts Gang
Olivia did this in art class the other day. Wish I could brag and say she did it free-hand, but I have to let you know that she traced it. Pretty good tracing, though! I think she has us pegged rather accurately ... Hudson is Linus - quoting my favorite line from the Peanuts Christmas special; O is the ball-playin' Peppermint Patty; Randy is the ever-lovable Snoopy; and I'm ... hey, wait a minute ... Lucy? Really? Ha!!!!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Mary Poppins!!
A Christmas gift to see Mary Poppins at the Fox Theatre in Atlanta was just the ticket for our crew this week. We made a whirlwind trip - yep, down and back - Tuesday night to enjoy this fabulous show.
It was 'practically perfect in every way'!
Hudson was amazed at the men's lounge that lead to the restroom! No, I didn't go in ... just a view of him looking in from the loge lobby. If you have a chance to see this show -- GO!! Although, be warned - you may not have as cool of a 'facility' as Hudson enjoyed!
Runner Girl
Olivia ran the 400m in the Knox County track meet today ... she took second in her heat and 3rd in the finals! So proud of her.
Her friend Julianna placed first in the finals. Sweet girls!
Friday, April 16, 2010
Life Lessons from Legos
Don't know why I'm blogging so much lately. Just in a mood I guess. This, too, shall pass!
Hudson always travels with something ... a toy, a book, pen/paper, part of a costume, all of a costume. Doesn't matter where we're going or how long the trip. Lately, he's been toting a small, plastic box of Legos with us in the van. My first thought was What if they spill?, followed by What can he possibly do with those in the car? I've since grown used to them. They havent' spilled - yet - and he seems very content.
I've always been fascinated by boys and their affection for Legos. Me? Not a huge fan. I don't like building something only to have it fall apart in my hands. Maybe I don't snap them tight enough. I like building something I can EAT! My brothers LOVED Legos. Probably still do at ages 35. Randy still loves Legos and so does my dad. We'll leave those ages alone.
So, is it the creativeness of them? The endless possibilities? The fact that maybe you've put them together in some combination that no one has ever done before? Nope. That's not what I think draws them to those little bricks. I think it's the thrill of the hunt! After all, men are 'hunter gatherers'! All week, I've listened to little hands dig through the box of squares, rectangles, wheels, rods, people, and shapes not often seen in nature. Digging, digging, searching for the perfect shape, size and color; maybe even searching for the inspiration of what comes next. The sound of all those pieces bumping into each other was a bit unnerving at first, but then I realized he's learning to go out of the cave, kill something and bring it home! Maybe searching for that 6-peg-perfect-shade-of-blue-rectangle-brick-with-the-squiggles-on-the-front will help him later in life. Being patient and selective to find just the right Lego could be a building block for things to come. Hmmmmm. Patience. Maybe I SHOULD take up Legos as a hobby ...
Hudson always travels with something ... a toy, a book, pen/paper, part of a costume, all of a costume. Doesn't matter where we're going or how long the trip. Lately, he's been toting a small, plastic box of Legos with us in the van. My first thought was What if they spill?, followed by What can he possibly do with those in the car? I've since grown used to them. They havent' spilled - yet - and he seems very content.
I've always been fascinated by boys and their affection for Legos. Me? Not a huge fan. I don't like building something only to have it fall apart in my hands. Maybe I don't snap them tight enough. I like building something I can EAT! My brothers LOVED Legos. Probably still do at ages 35. Randy still loves Legos and so does my dad. We'll leave those ages alone.
So, is it the creativeness of them? The endless possibilities? The fact that maybe you've put them together in some combination that no one has ever done before? Nope. That's not what I think draws them to those little bricks. I think it's the thrill of the hunt! After all, men are 'hunter gatherers'! All week, I've listened to little hands dig through the box of squares, rectangles, wheels, rods, people, and shapes not often seen in nature. Digging, digging, searching for the perfect shape, size and color; maybe even searching for the inspiration of what comes next. The sound of all those pieces bumping into each other was a bit unnerving at first, but then I realized he's learning to go out of the cave, kill something and bring it home! Maybe searching for that 6-peg-perfect-shade-of-blue-rectangle-brick-with-the-squiggles-on-the-front will help him later in life. Being patient and selective to find just the right Lego could be a building block for things to come. Hmmmmm. Patience. Maybe I SHOULD take up Legos as a hobby ...
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