Monday, September 12, 2011

Oh, What a Wonderful World!

This weekend I went to my cousin's wedding. In Canada. It was far, far, far too long a drive for much, much, much too short of a visit. But if I had to go twice as far for half the visit? I would do it without a second of hesitation. Shayna was 14 years old when she was a bridesmaid in my wedding. And this weekend I watched her walk down the aisle as a bride herself. My children danced and danced until almost 1:00 in the morning with cousins they had never met before and cousins they adore. I caught up with family I haven't seen in far too long. The timing was not good, the drive was not easy, but none of that matters. Family matters. They ground me. They remind me where I come from. They remind me what is important. They are truly the greatest gift I can give my children. They share stories of those I don't remember to keep them alive, they share stories about grandparents and aunt and uncles when they were younger that make us laugh until our sides hurt. When I am with them, it feels like nothing else in the world. They are a gift, and a blessing, and although I don't see them often enough, don't talk to them as much as I should, they are always with me. I carry them in my heart, every day. This weekend, I got to share that with my girls. And since I am not a selfish person, (well, not too selfish) I will share just a little with you.
My mom with my cousin, Eric: AKA: Last-Minute-Lambert!
Aunt Gloria: Sunglasses Thief or Stroke Victim?
Erin & Haley with cousins Sherry & Liz.
My beautiful cousin Shayna and her new husband J. with all our family.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A Girl has to eat.....

We took the girls to Bobby Flay's in Atlantic City for dinner. Ira and Erin shared the TOWERING seafood extravaganza. I never saw Erin so happy at a meal before. It was insane!

Wednesday, November 3, 2010


The cutest witch I ever saw and a medieval-gothic-princess-fangless-vampire (it is all about the make-up, truly)

Hope you had a Happy Halloween!

Monday, June 14, 2010

What's witih all the commercials?

We took the kids to see The Karate Kid movie this weekend. It was my nephew's birthday, o we all got together and it was a party! Followed by Taco Bell in the food court, it was a grand event, I tell you. I smuggled in 16 boxes of candy from the $1 store, which if purchased there would have cost the equivalent of my monthly car payment... but I digress.

As the lights dim and the movie starts, there are of course.... commercials. Yes commercials. Not coming attractions, my friends, commercials. What's up with that? Don't we get enough of those at home on the TV? Apparently not, we need more in the movies. Because the $47 we just shelled out for tickets wasn't enough, we need to be subjected to this now.

After this word from our sponsor, we get coming attractions to future movies my kids JUST HAFTA SEE! at another $83 a pop for a family of 4, and the movie is on. It is go time. And it is only a half hour after the advertised start time. By now, everyone has to go to the bathroom, the popcorn is gone and the sugar rush from the candy has kicked in. Whatever.

So the next day we are in the car and we hear this from Haley in the back seat.

"Remember that commercial from the movie Erin? I work at Lowes and I'm here to help!" in her best deep manly voice.

So those commercials do work. Home Depot better get on it if they want my 6 year old's business!

Friday, March 5, 2010

Spin the bottle & Drinking Games

Yes. This is what my children did at dinner last night.

It has been a very long time since i posted anything here, so I felt I needed something good to come back with. I thought that was an attention grabber.

We were at Friendly's having dinner and my sweet 6 & 9 year old girls were spinning a butter knife around in the middle of the table. This is how the game goes. And yes, not only did I have to play, but I though it was hysterical.

1. Whoever the knife points at, you have to kiss. If it was their sister, they kissed on the nose. If it was me, I got kissed on the cheek. We were in public.

2. Since there was just the 3 of us, the knife often ended up pointing at our food, drinks or strangers. If this happened, they had to take a drink of their soda.

This, my friends, is how my children managed to combine spin the bottle with a drinking game. How many years till we add boys?

A keg can't be that far behind....... Only time will tell.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Happy Turkey Day

Today my husband and I hosted Thanksgiving dinner for 21 people. We surrounded ourselves and our children with friends, family, laughter and good food.

It was exhausting, hard work, and messy.

And for all of this, I am thankful.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

At the end of the day

I can't believe today is the day AFTER the Philadelphia Marathon. We have been gearing up to that event in my house for what seems like forever. And it is over now. My husband is going about his day like any other. Playing with the kids, solving the worries of his clients world, stopping at Shop Rite to pick up our Thanksgiving Turkey. Just another day in our family.

Let me tell you something though. Yesterday was AWESOME. I don't mean it was just cool. I mean it was a day, a moment filled with awe. I stood there on the actual finish line with my daughters. With friends and family. With strangers. We stood there for over an hour waiting for him to cross that line. Just a line drawn on the ground for the day, but so much more than that, truly. While we stood waiting we were honored to watch so many others run, walk, and even stumble over that line, and we cheered them on as if they were each our own. It was a remarkable moment.

My girls stood there, on the railing right at the finish line. They wiggled and squiggled their way in a little at a time until they were right there, then they hung on to their spot for dear life. And they waited.

They watched.

And they didn't complain once.

As soon as I told them I saw daddy coming, they started cheering and clapping as loudly as they could and it was the proudest moment as we watched Ira run across the finish line.

26.2 miles.

He did it.

And his 3 girls were there, yelling and screaming to see him do it.

Ira taught the girls and I something yesterday. He taught us that ice is good for you when something hurts. That good music and friends make the miles go quicker. He proved that sneakers only last so many miles before they need to be replaced. Most importantly, he showed us that if you set your mind to it, you can accomplish even the loftiest of goals.
Pat, Rob, Rob, Ira. Training and Running together.

Yeah, my husband is a marathon runner.

And that is hot.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Daddy is sooo in for it!

Last night my husband came home to a rare treat. A nice hot meal ready for the family. He deserved it.

"I woke up to something quite distrubing this morning" he tells me.

"Yeah? What?"

"My 9 year old daughter standing on the end of my bed dancing around in a bra and underwear."

Muahahahahahahahaha! That is so full of AWESOME!

My kid is great. Keep that daddy jumping, honey. He has no idea what the years ahead hold for him.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Does This Make Me a Bad Mother?

So many times I have to wonder.

How about this. Last night I was awoken around 12:30 to the sound of my daughter vomiting. I hear Ira in the bathroom with her. She is asking him if he is mad that she woke him up and he is talking to her and all. I pretend to still be asleep and ignore the entire situation.

I want no part in THAT. Sick puking kid? Daddy can handle it.

We went on a 3 day cruise this past weekend. It was wonderful. Travel was easy, the kids behaved, weather was fabulous. This morning a coworker asked me what the best part was? Not time spent with kids, not watching them play and swim and all that. No

Easy, I visited the scrapbook store in the Bahamas!

Does all this make me a bad mother? Naaaahhhh. If I had tied the girls to a silver hot air balloon to ride home, then I would be in the running perhaps!