Friday, February 13, 2009

Happy Valentine's Day!

We hope you have fun this Valentine's Day. Greg and I are hoping for a nice sunset champagne picnic on the beach. Grandma Judy is still staying with us until sometime next week while her kitchen remodel is finishing up and she offered to watch the kiddos (thanks Grandma!) As a gift for Daddy, the kids and I had some portraits below to see more:

Poor Little Buddy

While getting Carson ready for bed the other night, I noticed a perfect little toddler sized bite on his right shoulder. I guess this is sort of a pre-school right of passage, but Greg and I were a little concerned that we didn't know about it when it happened at school. Actually, Greg was ready to send in a forensic team in to take dental impressions of every tot within a mile of the playground. I asked Carson what happened and all he would say was "I got boo boo." Still unwilling to rat out the half-pint Hannibal Lecter, he blamed the bite on a mosquito. I would hate to see THAT mosquito! We talked to the teacher the next day and she said he did cry that day on the playground but he wouldn't tell her what was wrong. We're working on teaching him to tell somebody when he gets hurt and hopefully he hasn't learned a new self-defense skill.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Happy Birthday Dads!

February 5th...a great day in history. Both of our fathers share the same birthday, so Greg and I took them out for a nice dinner at Flemmings Steakhouse last Saturday. Mom missed out on the fun due to a bad cold, but we had a fun time sharing good food and conversation. Greg is known for asking questions that bring about a deeper knowledge of people, so he asked, "What is the greatest memory of your life so far?" Greg's dad answered, "I took the girls (Ruth and Cheryl) out to the store one day and came home with a camper that was clearly not in the financial plan for the family and I got a LOT of heat from Judy at the time, but it turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made. That camper created so many good memories and brought our family together."

My dad said, "I was playing a gig at a private party and saw a gorgeous woman from across the room...sparks flew and it was all over. I told my buddy who brought my future wife there on a date to forget about Dorothy." Too bad Mom was sick at home and missed this great romantic moment!

We love you Dad and's to a happy and healthy year ahead for you both.