Thanks for stopping by! We were a family of three, until we added one more (cat, that is), making us a family of four. In 2012, we added four more...one husband, two girls, and a dog. We have a full plate as a party of eight!

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

It's Officially Swimming Season

We joined the Y in January. One of the many reasons I had for joining was the outdoor pool and water park that we could enjoy during the summer time. We have a pool in our neighborhood, but I don't enjoy being down there much, especially on the weekends. Too many people sitting around drinking beer and smoking, loud music, etc.

Anyway, we've been swimming some in the indoor pool at the Y, but the outdoor pool opened last weekend. Of course, we had a rainy Memorial Day weekend...actually week is more accurate. But this weekend was perfect. The temperature was in the upper 80's, low humidity, lots of sunshine. The water, however, was freezing cold! That didn't stop Gloria, although I will admit to simply sitting on the side of the pool, occasionally dipping my feet in to the icy chill. My little fish had a great time though. She LOVED the slides after she finally got brave enough to try them...particularly the tunnel one. I enjoyed seeing her face as she came to the end, about to splash into the water. The whole afternoon was so pleasant and enjoyable. We will be at the pool a lot this summer, I'm sure!

Friday, May 29, 2009

Unbelievable

I got the following information in an email from "Adoptive Families" magazine this afternoon. I'll be firing up my printer later on this evening. Anyone care to join me???

There is a horror film being released on July 24, called Orphan, about a family who adopts an older girl who "is not what she appears to be." The film is currently being promoted, and the trailer is available at http://orphan-movie.warnerbros.com . The adoption message is extremely negative, and plays into the stereotypes of adopted children, particularly older children, as damaged.

Though we have not been able to preview the entire movie, the trailer leads us to believe the movie will send a horrific message about adoption. The adoption community is protesting the release of the film. We urge you to contact the makers of the film, as well as your local movie theater chains, with your concerns. Feel free to copy or adapt the sample letter below.

To whom it may concern:
I want to express my outrage about the release of the movie Orphan. The film plays into the stereotype of adopted children as damaged and dangerous. It discourages families from pursuing adoption, particularly adoption of older children, who are especially in need of loving homes. As an adoptive parent, I am horrified by the line in the trailer that "it must be hard to love an adopted child as much as your own."
Adoption has often been misrepresented in the media, but the previews for this film are unbelievably offensive. I urge you to change the promotional materials, and to consider holding the release of the film altogether.

Contact information:

Warner Bros.
4000 Warner Blvd.
Burbank, CA 91522

818-954-6000

Silver Pictures
4000 Warner Blvd. 90
Burbank, CA 91522-0001

818-954-4490

Time Warner Inc.
One Time Warner Center
New York, NY 10019-8016

212-484-8000

Thank you for your support.
The editors of Adoptive Families

Thursday, May 21, 2009

New Shoes!

Yesterday, we went through our normal morning routine: Gloria asks me what shoes she should wear, I make a suggestion, she balks/whines/complains about my horrible suggestion and says she wants to wear a different pair. I tell her that's fine and she shoots back with "No it's not. You said to wear the others." If I decline to make a suggestion, that's just as bad. I can't win.

So, I suggested her gym shoes yesterday since it was, after all, PE day. Seems reasonable enough, right? Wrong. She wanted to wear her blue shoes Maggee got her. To which I replied "That's fine. Wear the blue shoes Maggee got you." Well, they were dirty--filthy is a better word choice, actually--so she begrudgingly gave in to my suggestion of the gym shoes. Only, I didn't know what the gym shoes looked like, until yesterday after school when I picked her up at 4:30. Here they are. They should actually be white, not gray, and there should not be a gaping hole in the toe of the right shoe (I know it's on the left in the picture!).

I found out that the hole was indeed there in the morning. When I inquired as to WHY she wore those ratty shoes to school she innocently replied, "But you told me to, Momma." ARGH!!!

So, we made a stop at the shoe store on the way home and got the poor child some new tennis shoes. Don't they look much nicer? Not to mention 2 sizes larger than the others!



She wore them out of the store and went skipping, jumping, galloping, leaping through the parking lot because you know...one can always do those things so much better in a new pair of shoes.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Storm Clouds Were Brewing, but Then...

This morning was one of those mornings that makes me wish I could crawl back under the covers and hide. So many little things were adding up--the shell wouldn't peel off of my hard boiled egg I was going to eat for breakfast. Seriously! That egg wasn't going to be eaten! Then I tripped over the cat and knocked over her water dish. Water went all over the floor and into her food dish, which just happened to be full of fresh food. Sunglasses were missing in action. Gloria's coat was at school because she forgot it yesterday, and it was 41 degrees this morning. I spilled my hot chocolate on the passenger seat because I forgot that it wasn't in the cup holder where it should have been. Traffic on the way to school. The anticipation of another day of testing torture. Things were not looking good and it was only 7:45 a.m.! See what I mean about wanting to crawl back in bed?!? But then, as I was dropping Gloria at school...after she got out of the car and headed up the steps and I was about to drive on through the car pool line she turned around and yelled "Bye Momma! I love you!" That was my ray of sunshine that broke through the brewing storm.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Treasure Chest and Heart Break

Gloria got to go to the treasure chest at school today. It's the reward after earning 20 stickers on a sticker chart. Stickers are earned daily when you stay on "green" all day. The treasure chest is a big deal to her.

This afternoon when I picked her up, her best friend escorted her over to me to explain: Gloria picked a bracelet from the treasure chest today. But it was too big for her wrist and it fell off and went down the drain outside this afternoon. Glo looked so sad. Little did I know the heart break she was really feeling until we were half way home.

I glanced at her in the mirror because it was so quiet in the back seat. Usually that means she is reading a book, but not today. She had her doll cuddled in her lap and her head was looking down, eyes brimming with tears. I asked what was wrong and the dam burst. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she cried and cried. She was so upset about losing the bracelet. The tears flowed for a good 10 minutes. She pulled herself together so that we could run in one store to pick up a few things. She was still snuffling and lamenting her lost bracelet though.

At dinner, she was recalling the events of the afternoon one more time when she stopped and said "Hey! That's cause and effect! I picked a bracelet that was too big so it fell off and I lost it!" Nothing gets past my girl!

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day

So today was Mother's Day. I think this was the first time that Gloria really got into the whole idea of Mother's Day. She had a special card for me and a story about me that she had written at school. She was so excited to present them to me this morning after I woke up. The day continued in the usual Sunday manner: church, laundry, errands, etc. The one thing that Gloria insisted on was taking me out to dinner. I resisted at first because I didn't really want to take myself out for dinner. I would have been perfectly happy at home with "breakfast for dinner" like we do every Sunday night. But, as I said, she insisted. She told me "You have to drive because I don't know how, but I will spend my money for dinner." I could tell that this was really important to her, so I agreed. She wanted to take me to Q*Doba. We enjoyed our naked burritos while sitting outside, enjoying the late afternoon sun. Then we went over to the fountain and threw pennies in it while making wishes. It was such a nice, peaceful time.

As I was watching her eat, I just couldn't believe how grown up she has become! Her mannerisms, her speech and her word choices, her face...there is such a maturity about her that I can't believe sometimes. How did that happen? My baby is growing up so fast. I've told her that I'm going to put a brick on her head to make her stop growing. She thinks that is so funny and tells me that she'll keep growing, just with a brick on top of her, so the brick will get taller, too. :)

Her card today told me that I am the best mommy for her. And she is the best daughter for me. I am so lucky and honored to be her momma, it just takes my breath away. She is my heart walking around outside of my body and sometimes it hurts to watch that. I love her so much and wouldn't be a mother if it wasn't for her.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

A Day at the Zoo

We decided to go to the zoo today. It was a beautiful day, so off we went. Gloria loved the puffins, sea lions, and seals. Sadly, my favorite animal, the giraffe, was off exhibit today while they build a feeding deck at the exhibit area. We walked and talked and enjoyed the animals. The line at the ticket booth was very long so we bypassed that for the membership desk. We are now zoo members and can go any time. That excited Gloria! :) Saved us 45 minutes in a long line, too. Bet they had a lot of new members today!


Anyone up for a helicopter ride with a 6 year old pilot?


She was fascinated by this "baby" elephant that was so close to us.



You have NO idea how hard she worked or how many times she attempted to climb this gourd! Climbing is NOT one of her talents, but she was absolutely determined to climb to the top and stand up. She was so proud of herself when she finally did it and then had to repeat the feat another 10 times.

On the beautiful carousel.

A refreshing frozen treat at the end of a long, hot day at the zoo. She looks so happy, doesn't she? I love to see her like this. My sweet little Glo-bug.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Sleeping Lonely

For the past few weeks, my little Glo-bug has been camping on the floor in my room. She is sleeping on her old crib mattress that has been under her bed for 4 years. I'm used to her crawling into my bed in the middle of the night after a bad dream every once in a while. But, a few weeks ago, she was asking to sleep in my bed from the start of the night. I told her no, which hurt her feelings terribly. She couldn't understand my reasons, even though I know I didn't really have to give her any other explanation other than "no." She is a very hot sleeper...she just radiates heat when she sleeps, which makes me hot, which means I can't sleep. She also takes her half of the bed out of the middle, leaving me with six inches (if I'm lucky). She continued to beg and beg, making bedtime more of a drama time than either of us need. I finally asked her to explain to me why she needed to sleep in my bed. Her answer was "Because when I sleep in my bed I am lonely." Really? Even with the bear, the dog, the blanket, the "lovey," the doll at the foot of the bed? Really? And besides...she's asleep for goodness sake! But she insists that she is lonely and wakes up feeling lonely. I offered her the option of sleeping on the floor in my room for one night a few weeks ago. Now it seems like it isn't going to end. I'm hoping this is just a phase. Either that or she is going to decide that the crib mattress is really too small and that she would rather be comfortable and "lonely" instead of on the floor in my room.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

The Dentist is In

As I mentioned in my previous post, we had a play date at our house on Saturday afternoon. "E" had a loose tooth and her mom had suggested that she let Gloria try to pull it since Glo has pulled all 8 of the teeth that she has lost. (Thank goodness, because I just can't do it. Too squeamish. Ugh!) That suggestion was met with "NNNOoooooo!" and giggles and the thundering of feet as the girls returned upstairs to Gloria's room.

The next time we saw them, "E" was holding her tooth in a kleenex. Obviously they changed their minds about Gloria pulling the tooth! ;) They were giggling. "E" was so excited because the tooth fairy was going to visit. And Gloria was quite proud of herself. Then "E" proclaimed that when Gloria grows up she should open a booth at the mall where people could come and pay her to pull their teeth.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Momma, the Super Plumber!

We had a wonderfully fun afternoon and evening with friends. And there is so much I could blog about tonight. The girls really gave us lots of material this afternoon. I don't think I've laughed so much in a long time. But right before bedtime, I completely wowed my precious daughter right out of her mind.

We were changing her earrings back to regular little gold studs since I'm paranoid and don't want her sleeping with her little gold hoops in her ears. I had put one of the backs on a little too tight so I was trying to loosen it up just a smidge. Well, it loosened alright...the back went flying in one direction and the earring went right down the drain in the sink. I always close the drain when we are messing with her earrings, but not tonight. Which of course meant that tragedy had to strike!

I could see the earring lodged in the "sink goo" when I used the flashlight to look down there. But it was out of reach with the tweezers and it just went deeper down when I pulled some of the "stuff" out. Where there's a will, there's a way, right? I was going to get that earring out if it was the last thing I did tonight. It took me a minute, but I figured out how to remove the plunger thing-y from the sink. Unfortunately, the earring proved elusive and slipped down into the u-shaped pipe under the sink. Not to be deterred, I decided to take the pipes apart. Thank goodness for PVC pipes and easy to turn clamps! And I was smart enough to turn off the water. AND I was smart enough to put a pot under the pipe before I took it apart. Who says I can't do minor plumbing work?!? After taking that part of the piping out and tipping it into the bowl, we heard the "clink" of metal hitting metal. Sure enough, in the yucky pipe gunk, there sat the earring. VICTORY!!! (and I cleaned out the pipe, too. GROSS!!!)

Gloria marveled at the fact that I had actually retrieved the earring as she was sure that it was gone forever. "How did you know how to do that? I didn't know you knew how to take a sink apart! That's amazing. I'm impressed, Momma. You're the best!"

We cleaned the earring with alcohol and peroxide, just to be on the safe side, and we put some antibiotic ointment on it too..."just in case." I would have preferred to put another pair of earrings in her ears tonight, but she insisted on that particular pair. At almost 10:30 p.m....let's just say I wasn't going to argue with her. It would have been ugly.

Now, the Glo-bug is sleeping soundly (on the floor in my bedroom, but that's another post for another time). The sink is put back together and functioning properly. And, her bathroom has been cleaned thoroughly. Momma, the Super Plumber is going to go read for a little while before heading to bed myself.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Econd-Say Anguage-Lay?

This afternoon, for some reason, I started talking in "pig latin" when Gloria asked me a question. At first she thought it was just weird. Then she got really mad when I kept on. Finally, she decided to try to join in on the "un-fay." She sat at dinner trying to figure out words. She did a pretty "ood-gay ob-jay." Now she's trying to teach herself a new song on the piano. Guess she's had enough "ig-pay atin-lay or-fay one ay-day!"