Pitt Street Bridge

Trent often takes the kids to Pitt Street Bridge and they search in the marsh for seashells and shark teeth.  While they do this I workout or take a nap or read and they return home with treasures for me.  I love it! 

ChErYlEeSki's Irish Visit

My cousin Cheryl came down from Massachusetts for a weekend visit to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.  The first evening she was here we ran the Catch the Leprechaun 5K Race with another Newburyporter in the area, Sara Backland.  Together we helped drain the kegs at an alarming pace. 

On St. Patrick's Day we loaded up the new mini van with the kids (along with some "roadies") and headed to Dunleavy's Pub on Sullivan's Island.  In hindsight this wasn't my greatest motherhood decision.      

It was a block party and by the time we got there it was too rowdy for kids (fights breaking out, chics crying and a guy passed out on the sidewalk) so we only stayed long enough to chug a few beers and witness some shenanigans that although funny to us was frightening to my children. 

It wouldn't be a proper visit without introducing Cheryl to an underground Filipino Karaoke party where we battled with the best.  It was a quick and fun little visit that left me thirsty to visit Cheryl in August for more silliness.  Fire up that Fry Daddy cuz I'm coming home!  

Love Notes

I found this note in Currier's backpack.  I want to know who this Grace whore is?! 

Creative Works by Currier

Currier created this masterpiece.  I will translate: The pilot of the plane is checking out the sunbather and saying, "Hi aren't you beautiful!" And the sunbather is saying, "Ha, your airplane is on fire!" 

Chore Charts

I created these chore charts for the kids and pay them a dime per chore.  I'm going broke but shit is getting done.  Boom!

Walking Pnemonia

Covered in rashes and complaining of dizziness, I took Currier to the doctor's on Monday.  The doctor said his immediate diagnosis was Fifth Disease until he listened to Currier's lungs.  Dr. Davis said, "You have a very sick little boy here!  This child has walking pneumonia."  I felt like a shitty mother considering Currier's been complaining of feeling dizzy for over a week and was even sent home from school one day last week because his coloring was off and he was lethargic.  Well, he's home now and out of school for the week on antibiotics, sipping ginger ale, playing video games and watching movies.   

Team Player

This afternoon The Banana Slugs football team had an end of season pizza party at Coach Colby's house on Daniel Island.  Rya was very proud to receive a medal and a trophy but she said she never wants to play football again.  What's next for Rya?  Gymnastics!

Roadtrip to KnoxVegas

Rya and I took our first road trip with just the two of us.  On Wednesday, we drove up to Carrie's in Knoxville (about a six hour drive) to return her car.  Rya and I had a blast on the drive up.  We sang, we chatted, we snacked and we laughed. 
 

While at Carrie's I did some organizing projects as a small token of my appreciation for her loaning us her car for so long.  She really is the kindest and most generous person I know! 

 

Trent and Currier drove up after school/work on Friday.  We promised the kids snow so we drove up to Gatlinburg and took them to the ski resort for a snowball fight.  This lead to some crying and a blow to my neck that knocked my back out of alignment (those little bastards play dirty!) but it was still fun and awesome to see the kids play in snow for the first time. 

 

Before heading back home we went out to eat at Senor Taco (for the third time that week!)  I fibbed to the waiter and said it was Rya's birthday so she'd get free dessert and whipped cream in the face.  It was the first time I saw her experience embarrassment.  Unfortunately she's in for a lot of that with me as her mother. 

Valentine's Day

Back by popular demand, we made the same Valentine's as last year.  Thanks to Pintrest for this adorable idea. 

The Season's Final Touch Down

This morning was Currier's final football game and he scored the sweetest touchdown in the history of Daniel Island Flag Football and he pulled the flag on the final play of the game. 

His team, The Sharks, were pretty bad ass and played a killer season. 

  Especially this guy!

Blizzard of 2013

My brother just sent me this picture from Ipswich, MA and my Facebook newsfeed is riddled with the Blizzard of 2013.  There's cool images of snow covering doorways and grinning children (and adults!) sledding and creating snow angels and building memories to last a lifetime. There's shocking reports that the Park Lunch and The Thirsty Whale are closed forcing patrons to get blackout drunk in the privacy of their own homes (gasp). There's complaints of shoveling and driving bans and the possibility of another storm coming this Thursday. There's sexual innuendoes flying around every time someone mentions "inches" or "plowed" (almost always instigated by me). There's worry about my precious Plum Island taking more of a pounding (OH, Baby!) than she can handle and there's a mandatory evacuation of Salisbury Beach instantly causing me to crave Cristy's Pizza (corner slice extra provolone of course). My newsfeed is making me feel homesick and thankful I live in the South all at once.

Spa-Spa-Spoiled

The original plan was to get my eyebrows waxed but Rya and I somehow got talked into chocolate facials at my friend Elizabeth's spa Shealy Skin Spa and it was heavenly!   

BFFL Birthday

Currier's BFFL, Conner , turned 7-years-old today and they celebrated in typical 7-year-old style with a jumpy castle, corn hole, pinata and donuts while the 40-somethings drank beer and talked shit about people.

Show & Tell

 Today I brought Rosy into Currier's classroom for show and tell.

Currier stood in front of the class and explained that Rosy will grow up to 24 inches and can live up to 20 years.  He grossed the girls out by telling them that he feeds Rosy live crickets and worms everyday.  All the kids got a turn to hold Rosy and she did very well letting all those little hands pass her back and forth. 

After show and tell, I took Rosy to the lunch room and let her experience pure chaos first grade style.