Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Wonder Years


Haydenisms: "lasterday" as in "lasterday we went to the park. "comeovers"= guests. "nordobs"= doornobs. A couple of our favorite recent quotes, "I want to be mud for Halloween mommy!" Upon seeing a rainbow, "Mommy, can I slide down it?" Hayden is quite the creative one, making forts and "nests" every day. Noah started walking a couple weeks ago and is now Hayden's partner in crime. They can destroy the house in five minutes flat. He loves knocking things over- to his big brother's dismay. Noah outeats his brother at most meals. They both are curious to the core and love to explore their world. Yes, these are the wonder years, the times that I try so hard to soak up. Everyone agrees that this sweet time goes by so fast, but I won't lie- there are some things I won't miss!

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Take Five


Growing up, some of my best childhood memories occurred during summers with my family out on the water. My mom would pack up lunch and snacks, and my dad would pull my brothers and I around the lake for hours. I learned to ski, well sink at first, when I was five. We progressed from the classic kneeboard and double skis to wakeboarding and slalom. There was always tubing. These are the kinds of memories I want to create with my own kids now. We might not own a boat, but we have already covered some ground in our outdoor adventures. When trying to come up with a name for the blog that would share these moments, the name of our old ocean liner came back to me- "Take Five." A perfect description of what I want this blog to be- a chance for me to take five and share. My plan is for the pictures to do most of the talking. If it becomes more of a long, drawn-out Christmas letter than a picture post card please feel free to
let me know.



Clockwise from top right: my brother, Jeff, Mark and I- back in our dating
days (Jeff's date is his wakeboard). My dad and Dr. Cleek (Pokey) probably preparing for a fishing trip.
My lovebird parents kissing on the boat- my mom is holding the ski flag in her left hand!
Daddy in his "trimmer" times preparing to tear it up on the slalom.