Come and Knock on Our Door

We've been waititng for you.....

We're constantly being told by people, mostly family, they the don't see the kids enough. Yet they ALWAYS expect us to bring the kids to them. It would seem to me, that if they feel they aren't seeing the kids enough that they would make the trip to us. But they don't. They'd rather call and complain. And the excuse I just can not wrap my head around is that we live too far away. Umm, do they not understand that the distance from them to us is the same exact distance from us to them? So why is it not too far for us to drive? And hello, we're the ones with the 3 kids. Yes our decision to have them, but it's far harder for us to pack them all up to go somewhere.

And it's not like we hibernate in our house all the time. We go the family events and birthday parties. And I like to feel we go a lot to just hang out. And if people don't want to come hang out here, that's fine. But then I want them to realize that they are making a choice not to see the kids. So quit complaining about it.

Table Foods

Jack is really getting the hang of table foods. For dinner tonight he had sweet potato fries, cinnamon rolls, pumpkin spice bread & Activia vanilla yogurt. In other words - a dinner consisting of Costco samples.

I'm expecting my mother of the year award in the mail any day now.

Fall Fun

We have a local pumpkin patch that is in a state park and it's only open two weekends a year. One of those weekends always falls on Lu's birthday, which is next weekend, so this weekend was it! It's a great pumpkin patch with crafts for the kids, food, hay rides....and of course pumpkins!

We think Jack may be allergic to hay. Or just plain tired of me trying to get that ever allusive group shot. Because this is what he did EVERY. SINGLE. TIME we put him on the hay stacks.















And y'all thought he never cried ;) Truthfully, I think it was the hay because anytime he was around it his nose turned bright red and his eyes started to water.

He did have some fun times though!












































I never did get that "great" group picture I was after. This is the best we got.















You can see the irritation they have with me in their eyes. Is it my fault they can't all look at the camera AND smile? I think not. And I warned them that I would keep taking the picture until the cooperated. But after about 15 even I gave up.

We did get a nice family picture though
















After the pumpkin patch we headed to Six Flags again. We have season passes, so we've sort of been going when we feel like it, which makes it nice because there is no stress to get everything done. This time of year is also a lot of fun because they have it decorated for Halloween & they have a trick or treat trail for the kids. I'm looking forward to how they decorate it for Christmas. It won't be Disneyland, but it will still be fun.





























And we apparently did all of this at the right time because our weather reports are showing that we're getting hit by a big storm tomorrow, which is supposed to dump rain and bring winds in excess of 60mph to our area. Yeah, I know some other parts of the country are already dealing with snow, but this is California and for us this is BIG!

Heartbreaking

Yesterday was a day full of family fun for Team Lua. A trip to the pumpkin patch followed by an afternoon at Six Flags. I had planned on posting about that today....and I will, but right now I've got something else on my mind.

While we were at the pumpkin patch, I ran into an old friend. I guess friend is the right word....although recently we had drifted apart. We started as best friends in Jr. High, grew apart in high school, but rediscovered our friendship when we shared a class our 2nd year of college. I was with her when she did her final fitting for her wedding dress. She was one of the first to know I was expecting Samantha. We had children, her 1st & my 2nd, a month apart. Circumstances required her to return to full time work, so that added to real estate she had started doing kept her busy. And understandably, the free time she did have she wanted to spend with her husband and son. So in the past few years our friendship has been a few emails here and there, Christmas cards, etc.

We ran into her & her husband a few months ago in Target and found they were expecting again...a baby boy due right around Lexi's birthday. Yesterday I saw her at the pumpkin patch - holding a baby boy, too old to be her's, but not visably pregnant anymore. The baby boy is her nephew. And she told me the heartbreaking news that they had lost their son in her 31st week of pregnancy. For those who haven't recently been pregnant, that is 6 weeks away from term and 9 weeks away from her due date. Apparently he just stopped moving and the autopsy they performed didn't give them any more information. He was born in the middle of August. Two months ago. How I wish I could have been a support to her then, instead of finding out over two months later. All I can do now is offer my support now. After hearing the news yesterday, I thought about where I was at 31 weeks pregnant. Nurseries ready, gearing up for baby showers, looking forward to delivery day which didn't seem that far off. My heart breaks for them. For their baby boy.

Awkward

I mentioned in my last post that a mom of a classmate of Sam's stopped me today. Our conversation went as follows.

Other mom: my son is having a Halloween party a week from Saturday and really would like for Cassie to come.

Me: That's really nice. Except mine is Sam.

OM: *blank stare*


OM: What? Really?

Me: Yep.

OM: Well then, who's Cassie?

Me: She's got the curly hair

OM: Yeah. You sure she's not yours?

Me: Pretty sure.

OM: Oh, well maybe he wants Samantha there too. I don't know exactly what his plans are. He's got the invites with him.

Me: Oh, what is the policy of handing out invites at school. You know, when the whole class isn't invited? (I actually want to know for when Sam needs to do it)

OM: Oh, I don't really know. If we had been on time today I would have asked the teacher.


Really, the kids have been in school for 2 months now and we see eachother EVERY morning. We've even parked in front of her house some mornings. And she doesn't know which child is mine?

It doesn't really matter because Lexi's 4th birthday party is that day, so she couldn't go anyways. But I really, really don't want to see my baby girl come home with hurt feelings because she wasn't invited. Not that seeing the mom this morning would have changed that, but to know she doesn't even know which kids she's inviting to her house. Not encouraging.

Feels Like A Monday

But after I checked the calendar, it really is a Friday, so I guess that's good. But this day needs to turn around. And quick.

I didn't sleep well last night. I don't know why but I hate nights where I toss & turn. And I think I fell into a deep sleep about 10 minutes before the alarm went off. Because that's the way it always works, right?

Then I woke up to the news that Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. Umm, what??? I'm not normally one to get into political discussions on public boards, blogs - even my own - but this I can't let pass by without comment. What has he possibly done to deserve this award? Especially given than nominations were due in early February, meaning he hadn't even served a full month of his term. I hope the board or whoever hands these out realizes they just made this "honor" on par with any of the entertainment awards. It no longer means anything.

I do have to say, that is refreshing to see the attitude change on Facebook since election day, which everybody knows is the measure of everything. There are a handful of people who are happy by this news, but the majority are walking around like me - saying WTF?

Off my soapbox now and back to reality -which is that I had it so together this morning, that I left my purse at home on the school run this morning. The kids told me not to worry - if I would just stay under the speed limit, I'd be fine ;)

However, by the time we got to school, I was seriously considering selling my kids to gypsies. No alarmists please - I haven't Google.d how to go about that....yet.

Then as I was leaving the school a mom stopped me and even though we see eachother every day and our kids are in the same class, she thought I was the mother to another child. I know Sam likes to act like she doesn't know me when we get to school, but she does acknowledge me enough to say goodbye. Most days.

But now, the baby is napping, the girls at school and I have one glorious hour left to myself. Think it's time to catch up on Grey's.

Run For Our Money

In our experience, easy babies = hell on wheels as toddlers. Samantha was our "hardest" baby, if you could even call her that. I'm sure other parents would laugh at us because in all honestly, she was easy. But in comparison to her sister & brother, she was our hardest. Alexandra was easy. So easy. Unbelievably easy. To the point where I was scared to have another because I was confident we had used up all our good baby genes. And then she got mobile. While she was sweet as ever, she was into everything. Climbing on furniture, jumping off the couch. I even found her standing on the dishwasher door when I stepped away in the middle of loading it.

And now we have Jack. Seriously the EASIEST baby ever. Always happy, always smiling. Even when he's sick and/or teething, he's still happy. How we got so lucky with amazing babies, I'll never know. He's been truly mobile for a little over a week now (he was rolling for a month before that though). In that time he has learned to crawl, get up onto his knees, pull up to standing and get into a sitting position. He loves everything about it. Also, in that time he has managed to...

Get his hand stuck in the VCR - and pull the VCR off the shelf trying to free himself.

(I actually freed him before taking the picture)

He has found computer equipment his father was sure he had hidden well enough to not be played with

He pulls the receiver off the shelf daily.

He's pulled the fireplace door off it's hinges. It had already been tied shut at the top because Lexi was famous for pulling on the doors to. Luckily, the door didn't break.


He is nothing if not helpful though! He climbed over Nacho to "help" take the handles off the fireplace doors.


Obviously, we need to take another look at our baby proofing technique. Because I'm sure he'll manage to find more to get into than his sisters did. However, it was Samantha who managed to figure out how to open the cabinets in 30 seconds after Nacho and I spent all day installing those under the cabinet locks. So who knows?!

Have you ever seen somebody so proud of what he can do?