Happy Birthday my love!

Steve is now 34 years and two and a half weeks old. Wow, he's old. (Who wants to guess how old he acts????) To start out the day (November 14th), I made him strawberry waffles with real Danish Dessert. Then as we were planning our afternoon, our evening plans fell through. So Steve decided at the last minute that he wanted to go to New York City...So off we went! We visited the Metropolitan Museum so James could see the armor and the Egyptian Mummies. Because we couldn't use a flash, I didn't get very good pictures. Then we found a little corner restaraunt for dinner. Because we got home late on Saturday, we had apple pie, sang Happy Birthday, and opened presents on Sunday. I hope you had a good birthday my love!

Day off

Last Wednesday the 11th, I had the day off for Veterans Day. I spent the day the best way possible: with my kids. I put Molly's hair in pigtails for the first time (adorable! Yes, they are a bit lopsided, but it was my first time...and she kept wiggeling), then when we took lunch to Steve at school and had a "photo shoot" in his painting studio (He wanted some ideas for paintings). I wish I could have more days like these. Truly enjoyable!

Happy Halloween!

Oh the joys...

While we have been here in Connecticut, Steve has taken on the daunting task of getting the kids ready and dropped off at daycare before he heads to school. You smile because you can only guess where this is heading...As you all know, it is really hard to get two kids dressed and out the door happily and without any tears or mishaps, and its nearly impossible to get two kids ready and out the door when you have a time deadline to meet ("Dad, Molly is stinky...Look Dad, I took off all my clothes while you put Molly's clothes on...Dad, Molly spilt all her milk...How come Molly is wearing my underwear on her head? DAD!!!! DADDY!!!"). Now you are chuckling to yourself because you can relate all too well...No matter how hard Steve tries, no matter how early he gets up or how fast he goes, something always goes arwy...

Last week Steve was having a rough morning and was wondering how much worse it could get. He was downstairs getting ready to fix the kids eggs for breakfast when James called him upstairs. While he was tending to James, he heard a strange popping sound, then he started to smell something and soon the house was filled with an odd smelling smoke. Steve ran downstairs to discover that his cell phone was cooked more than the eggs were...and there weren't any eggs on the stove! Apparently when he was called away from breakfast preparations, he set his cell phone down on the stove (we have a flat top stove) and the burner was on. Needless to say, it was beyond saving. So if any of you have tried to call Steve, he isn't ignoring your call, he's just not able to take any calls at the moment...