tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44058663414591063642024-02-07T03:36:18.882-05:00it's MOMbojumboone big, crazy experimentEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.comBlogger494125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-65998565414355983712013-08-08T09:23:00.000-04:002013-08-08T09:23:00.207-04:00one last conneaut postThis is my first full week of being "back to work."<br />
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While the start up to the school year is generally pretty gradual, it is still a bit of a shock ... So, I find that my mind is constantly wandering back to the lake.<br />
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Much like Pearl did every day that we were there ...<br />
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<b>Bathing suit:</b> Osh Kosh B'gosh (thrifted for $1.50)</div>
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She and the small "beach" were inseparable.<br />
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I wish (my) summer didn't have to end so soon! Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-53113460906746883782013-08-06T08:57:00.000-04:002013-08-06T13:20:19.727-04:00baby bear (gets bigger)<br />
Last summer at the lake, I took a <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/08/baby-bear.html">photo</a> of Pearl in a white beach hoodie.<br />
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As luck would have it, she ended up with another white beach hoodie this year ...<br />
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My little cub is growing up! Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-82219582728311837772013-08-05T08:54:00.000-04:002013-08-05T08:54:01.848-04:00the rock collectorI don't know if it is <i>all</i> three (almost four)-year-old boys or just mine, but Malcolm is very big into gathering and "collecting" things right now.<br />
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Whether we are hanging around the house, or talking a walk around the block (or doing any other benign activity), he will inevitably gather up a group of items and declare them his "collection."<br />
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Last week, while we were at Conneaut Lake with my family, Malcolm got to it right away ...<br />
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Down at the beach one sunny morning, he and the husband were milling around on the shore, looking for rocks to throw into the clear water, when Malcolm found one that he liked ... <br />
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So he hung on to it.<br />
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He then proceeded to find dozens more and declared them all <i>his collection</i>.<br />
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"Come see my collection, Mom!" he excitedly called to me when I made my way down to the lake that morning.<br />
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The "collection" wasn't hard to spot.<br />
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There they were, lots and lots of rocks, lined up carefully along one of the neighbors' docks.<br />
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It's good I snapped the above picture because, every day since we've returned from the lake, Malcolm has asked to look at his collection ... Better an image on a computer screen (and eventually a tangible 4x6 print) than a box full of rocks in our living room!<br />
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Now if only I could get him interested in collecting something that will grow in value and help to subsidize his (eventual) college education!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-22851974583693581062013-08-01T08:50:00.000-04:002013-08-01T08:50:00.270-04:00girl on a missionOur vacation at Conneaut Lake was a bit busier this year ... <i> </i><br />
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<i>(Having two active children to chase around is no joke!)</i><br />
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From the moment we climbed out of our van, Pearl wanted to do <i>everything</i> that her brother was doing.<br />
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She wanted to run down the lane.<br />
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To walk out onto the dock.<br />
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To throw rocks into the water.<br />
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To feed the fish and the ducks. <br />
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To explore every room of the cottage.<br />
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To roam the backyard.<br />
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To climb on anything that was on her level. <br />
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<b>Shirt:</b> Miniwear (thrifted for $0.50)</div>
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She definitely got into <i>a lot</i> this year, but, as always, it is so fun to watch her grow into a little girl right in front of my eyes.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-91232533991164558322013-07-31T09:03:00.000-04:002013-07-31T09:03:00.140-04:00the long and the short of itSo, after two years of <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2011/08/housesellingwifes-lament.html">on-again</a> <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed.html">off-again</a> <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/11/second-verse-same-as-first.html">shenanigans</a>, our first home <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2013/03/officially-official.html">finally sold</a>.<br />
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The amount of money we got for the house was disgustingly low (the Cleveland market really and truly tanked when the real estate bubble burst), and the amount <i>we</i> had to pay the bank to get out was alarmingly high, but I am proud to say <i>we did it!</i> <br />
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And, in early March, we found what we thought was going to be our next home ... A large, short sale in a great school district with four bedrooms, three and a half baths, a big, open kitchen and living room combination, and a finished basement. It was everything we had hoped for (and more!) at a deal of a price, and we were content to wait it out.<br />
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Although the title of "short sale" would imply a quick process, it only describes the fact that the bank will be "short" money at the end of the sale ... So we moved into our <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2013/04/half-way.html">temporary</a> rental, made it feel as "homey" as possible, and waited to hear something about our new place.<br />
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Months passed (something not unheard of with a short sale), and while we casually looked for other, normally listed properties, we still held hope that the gears were moving.<br />
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But they were not.<br />
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Despite extra help (and annoyance?) from our realtor, the realtor representing the seller did not receive any information, or progress, from the bank that held the home's loan ... And although <i>the seller</i> signed off on our offer (days after we made it), the bank never responded.<br />
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With our short sale unexpectedly off the table (and mysteriously gone from all the real estate websites I frequented), we were back at Square One.<br />
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So, the "casual" looking became more serious.<br />
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We stretched our budget to increase the number of properties we could look at, yet the more houses we saw, the more we felt like we would never find anything that felt big enough within our comfort zone. We thought we might have to just give in and settle on something that was "good enough."<br />
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I know. I know.<br />
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Total "first world problem" right there ...<br />
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But after the time and effort it took to finally be in the position to buy a new house, we wanted this next one to be<i> it</i> ... <br />
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The one we'd live in from here on out.<br />
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The one we'd ultimately raise our family in.<br />
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And despite some negative attitudes and the feeling that maybe we should have just stayed put a little bit longer (so as to save more money toward this next house), we pressed on ... <br />
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And on. <br />
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Luckily for us, this little adventure in buying and selling has a happy ending.<br />
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At the tail end of June (if you're counting, that's about four months after bidding on the short sale), we got some great news from our realtor ... Another realtor he knew was about to list a property that met all of the items on our "wish list" and was actually within our budget! So we checked it out (prior to it even being on the market) and decided that it was the one for us. After some back-and-forth negotiations (and a successful inspection with only some minor-ish issues that needed addressing), we're excited to call it "ours" (<i>home!</i>) in a few short weeks. <br />
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Although I'm definitely not looking forward to the stress of packing up everything <i>(again)</i> and dealing with the scheduling that surrounds moving trucks and the delivery of our "pod" full of belongings, I can't wait to finally put an end to this journey!<br />
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A very happy end (that is really just <i>the beginning</i>). Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-84050019931889801332013-07-29T14:48:00.001-04:002013-07-29T14:48:41.216-04:00wishful thinkingWe just got back and I'm already wishing that we were back at the lake ...<br />
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I can't wait for next year.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-14966859758887496432013-07-25T08:52:00.000-04:002013-07-25T08:52:00.208-04:00exploring the planet trailBefore the ridiculous heat wave last week (which sucked out my motivation for anything other than sitting around and doing absolutely nothing), we took a little family hike in the Cleveland Metroparks.<br />
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Our trail of choice is usually the "Planet Trail" (which is within the Rocky River Reservation for any local readers who may want to check it out) for a couple of reasons ...<br />
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First is Malcolm's (and, let's be honest, <i>my</i>) nerdy love of the solar system. I personally enjoy that the planet plaques are not just posted willy nilly, but rather positioned <i>to scale</i>, as if they were really floating out in space ... It's crazy how large some of the distances between the planets are!<br />
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<b>Tee shirt:</b> Circo ($4.00)</div>
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Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-58409902698648055012013-07-23T20:54:00.000-04:002013-07-23T20:54:00.538-04:00eight is greatOn our eighth wedding anniversary (today!) I thought I'd take a moment to list eight reasons why I love the husband and am still so glad I said "I do" those many years ago ...<br />
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1. He is my very best friend.<br />
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2. When we were in the early/just friend stages of our relationship, he was able to look past my late-90's fashion choices (<i>Overalls?! In public? And I think that's a scrunchie around my wrist ...</i>) and to the beauty that was beneath.<br />
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3. Although there are times when he thinks he's <i>way </i>more funny than he actually is, he always knows how to make me laugh.<br />
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4. He is an amazing cook ... And understands that <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/02/geology-never-tasted-so-good.html">desserts</a> are the way to my heart!<br />
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5. He enjoys traveling as much as I do, yet knows how to just take in the scenery and not overdo it.<br />
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6. He works hard for our family ... Both when he is at home, or away at work.<br />
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8. He is partially (50%, to be exact) responsible for these two little cherubs ... <br />
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Happy anniversary, Honey!<br />
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Here's to eight (plus infinity) more!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-83917430907643534432013-07-22T09:54:00.000-04:002013-07-22T09:54:00.190-04:00getting closerThe wheels are turning ...<br />
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And we should be in our new home by the end of August!<br />
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<i>(Maybe I'll feel motivated to write about the whole experience one of these days ...) </i>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-11357685800334255582013-07-11T10:44:00.000-04:002013-07-11T10:44:01.112-04:00on writing and growingI'm not sure why, but I just haven't been in a writing mood, lately ... Even though there is plenty to talk about as our summer has already been filled with parades, fireworks, trips to the zoo, and the first of two family vacations.<br />
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Part of me is torn and wants to diligently keep up with the "obligation" I have set for myself with this blog, and the other part is completely content with just living life and ignoring the computer altogether.<br />
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Even so, as Thursday rolls around, I feel compelled to get a post up (and show off some Pearl cuteness from the zoo last week) ...<br />
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<b>Tee-shirt:</b> Old Navy (thrifted for $0.50)</div>
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<b>Shoes:</b> Stride Rite (hand-me-down)</div>
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In all of the summer activities that we have busied ourselves with, both the husband and myself have noticed that Pearl doesn't act the slightest bit like a <i>baby</i> anymore.<br />
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Her attitude is all toddler ... Wanting to explore and get into everything (and mimic her brother's every move).<br />
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Her legs seem longer and stronger, and she has become quite the expert climber ... Scaling stairs, furniture, and even the toilet when we aren't paying close enough attention.<br />
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It's nearly impossible to believe that, <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/07/pearl-four-months.html">last summer</a> at this time, she was just starting to show a bit of spunkiness.<br />
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She's come such a long way (in such a short time) and I love being able to experience every moment!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-89117389270526531602013-07-04T09:19:00.000-04:002013-07-04T09:19:00.071-04:00dino-mite duds (for the fourth)Whenever I can create an outfit for Pearl that is just girly enough without being obnoxiously so, I am a happy mom ... And, as I've said many times before, she doesn't have to be pink and glitter encrusted in order to look cute.<br />
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So, I was especially excited when the little dinosaur shoes I purchased long ago (for her) finally started to fit!<br />
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Yes, they came out of the <i>boy </i>aisle, but what science teacher's daughter can't appreciate a good dinosaur?<br />
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She definitely has the spunk to pull it off!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-6562301169676174012013-07-02T10:03:00.000-04:002013-07-02T10:03:55.458-04:00an interview with malcolm (almost four edition)During one of the hottest days last week, the kids and I were spending some time on the porch and I got the bright idea to "interview" Malcolm.<br />
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<b>Favorite Color:</b> Orange <br />
<b>Favorite Shape:</b> "Half moons, crescent moons, full moons ... They all my favorite."<br />
<b>Favorite Fruit: </b>"Bananas, of course!"<br />
<b>Favorite Lunch Food:</b> Macaroni and Cheese<br />
<b>Favorite Dinner Food:</b> Noodles (this usually means spaghetti and meatballs) <br />
<b>Favorite Dessert:</b> Gummies, cakes, or pies<br />
<b>Favorite Drink:</b> "Lemonade at Gramma's house, that's my best drink." <br />
<b>Favorite Movie:</b> <i>A Bug's Life</i><br />
<b>Favorite Game:</b> Hide and Seek (although I don't think he's ever played it before!)<br />
<b>Favorite Train:</b> Gordon<br />
<b>Favorite Stuffed Animal:</b> Peach (the starfish from <i>Finding Nemo</i>)<br />
<b>Favorite Bug:</b> Lady bugs, thorn bugs, caterpillars, and butterflies <br />
<b>Favorite Animal:</b> Seals and reindeer<br />
<b>Favorite Plant:</b> "Droopy flowers, of course ... And tulips."<br />
<b>Favorite Thing at the Park:</b> Walking on the tires<br />
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<b>Favorite Thing About Dad:</b> "He chases me."<br />
<b>Favorite Thing About Mom:</b> Getting hugs and kisses<br />
<b>Favorite Thing About Pearl:</b> Reading books with her<br />
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Hopefully, I'll remember to try this again next summer ... And see how his preferences change over time!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-40894576604747238382013-06-27T08:45:00.000-04:002013-06-27T08:45:00.576-04:00bubblyI may be biased, but there's nothing cuter than a spunky, (sort of) pig-tailed one-year-old in a bubble onesie ...<br />
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And, to think, I didn't want any daughters!
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But who says girls can't look cute in superhero gear (and some rainbow pants to soften things up)?
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Happy (belated) Father's Day to one of the best dads I know ...<br />
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A dad who (even in the midst of an uncooperative three-year-old) makes it look easy and is loved so incredibly much every day of the year!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-67866613395720124842013-06-06T10:48:00.000-04:002013-06-06T10:48:14.966-04:00bridging the gapWith school currently in wind-down mode, I feel like we are stuck in some weird limbo between spring and summer ... And the cooler weather as of late isn't helping (although I'm loving it)!<br />
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Summer, we are waiting for you!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-43666514649688362732013-06-05T15:03:00.001-04:002013-06-05T15:03:49.789-04:00final-ly getting thereAfter a ridiculously busy month of May, the end of the school year is in sight ...<br />
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This week is "Finals Week" at the virtual school!<br />
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Although it means exams for my nearly two-hundred students, it means lots of email, phone calls, and troubleshooting of various technical difficulties for me.<br />
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Oh, and let's not forget the <i>grading</i> of those two hundred plus tests!<br />
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And, while it's been a stressful week so far (and a flurry of nonstop activity), the light is just starting to appear at the end of the tunnel.<br />
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After Friday, (when all that test grading is complete) grades will be due and all of my students will be <i>done</i>, so my agenda will become a lot less jam-packed through the end of June. Yes, I'll still be "working" until July 1st, and there will be multiple meetings to attend, files to go through, documents to back-up, and plenty of other school-related duties ... But my time will begin to become my own again. <br />
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This means that, instead of being glued to my computer screen, I'll have more opportunities to take my kids to the park, the zoo, or out to a store ... In the middle of the afternoon!<br />
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Or, if we choose to hang out at home, we can just bum around <i>together</i> and have lunch picnics on the porch, read stories, or play games.<br />
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With this increased amount of work geared around my students (and struggling to fit it all in during the work day), comes an increased amount of guilt that I'm not doing my own children any favors.<br />
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Malcolm is engrossed in the TV for far too long.<br />
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Pearl walks around aimlessly, gathering toys and signing "more" as she brings them to me ... Her way of asking to play.<br />
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It will be so nice when I can finally shove my computer in the background (or just shut it down completely) and actively accommodate my kids instead of my students.<br />
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Being a classroom teacher (virtually or otherwise) is hard.<br />
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Being a mom is hard.<br />
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Being both at the very same time is borderline impossible.<br />
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So, it is with a huge sigh of relief that I look forward to the end of this week ... When finals are over and the school year is done.<br />
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I'm probably more excited than my students!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-66670154264449874682013-05-30T08:59:00.000-04:002013-05-30T08:59:00.412-04:00baby's first weddingThe kids and I attended the wedding of a family friend over the long weekend ... So, it was a nice excuse for us all to get dressed up!<br />
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You may not be able to tell from the photos, but my kiddos (the one in the middle isn't mine) coordinated quite nicely.<br />
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<b>Sweater:</b> Old Navy (thrifted for $1.00)</div>
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<b>Shoes:</b> Keds (thrifted for $1.50)</div>
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As I've <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/12/my-christmas-cutie.html">mentioned</a> in the past, it's a lot of fun shopping for Pearl ...<br />
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While it is a challenge just to find a <i>decent selection </i>of boys' clothes, finding something for my girl that is cute, but isn't too pink or prissy, is a whole different animal! <br />
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Luckily, my second born is adorable in whatever she ends up wearing!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-81510660738937760142013-05-29T13:03:00.001-04:002013-05-29T13:03:24.173-04:00daddy's girlIt's hard to be annoyed that she only says "Dada" (and not "Mama") when I am witness to sweet moments like this ...<br />
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The title of "Daddy's Girl" certainly fits for this little sweetie!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-22129149201688494662013-05-23T08:01:00.000-04:002013-05-23T08:01:00.437-04:00bruiserWhen I gave birth to a girl, my mind immediately jumped to all the stereotypical "girl" things I'd have to endure ...<br />
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Pink!<br />
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And, yet, my girl (as sweet as she can be) doesn't currently fit that mold.<br />
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In comparison to her older brother, she is far more inquisitive (getting into and destroying everything) and spunky than he ever was at her age.<br />
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Lady love is currently sporting a black eye <i>and </i>a shiner (on her forehead).<br />
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But, at least her bruises coordinate with the lime green in her outfit ...<br />
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She may be headed down the "tomboy" path like her mother <i>(I hope so!)</i>, but that doesn't mean she can't look cute, too! Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-19987890981913142512013-05-22T08:58:00.000-04:002013-05-22T08:58:00.121-04:00train wreckWe took Malcolm to a <a href="http://events.hitentertainment.com/us/day-out-with-thomas/index.asp">"Day Out with Thomas"</a> event over the weekend and witnessed the (unexpected?) highs and lows of a three-year-old in the span of a half hour.<br />
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<b>Photo #1:</b> <i>Too much excitement leads to an all-out kicking and screaming melt down, and some tears.</i><br />
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<b>Photo #2:</b> <i>The train is coming back into the station? Wait a minute ... This is fun!</i><br />
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You've got to love the roller coaster that is life with a three-year-old ... <br />
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As much as I like to complain (commiserate?) about it, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-60979600444159215642013-05-21T10:20:00.001-04:002013-05-21T10:20:58.369-04:00ninety percentPearl took her first steps at the end of April and hasn't looked back.<br />
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Today (less than a month later), she is walking about 90% of the time ... Yet, it is still strange to see her ambling down the hall, or across the room on two feet! And, although she is showing plenty of signs to the contrary, it is hard to shake the image of her being my little baby.<br />
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It feels like I brought her home from the hospital just yesterday ... And made the adjustment from "mom of one" to "mom of two."<br />
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But time is flying by.<br />
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My baby is quickly entering the "toddler" phase. <br />
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It is mind-boggling the difference a year can make.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-82270652061233511862013-05-17T08:18:00.000-04:002013-05-17T08:18:00.596-04:00chemistry cutieIt's never too early to start learning about the periodic table ...<br />
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<span id="goog_351377947"><span id="goog_1238044131">My girl's got beauty <i>and brains</i>! </span></span>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-23643566473602619932013-05-16T08:20:00.002-04:002013-05-16T08:20:46.595-04:00everybody climb the dinosaurThe kids and I spent an afternoon at the <a href="http://www.cmnh.org/site/Index.aspx">Cleveland Museum of Natural History</a> last week.<br />
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While Malcolm wasn't too impressed with the dinosaur bones inside of the museum (his favorite thing there was a large, coral-like chunk of calcite), he did greatly enjoy climbing the (life sized?) stegosaurus outside.<br />
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It was fun to sit back with Pearl and watch as he gained the courage to climb higher and higher ... Starting carefully at the tail and gradually making his way up the oversized lizard's back.<br />
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<strong>Tee-shirt:</strong> Garanimals (thrifted for $1.00)</div>
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<b>Hooded sweatshirt:</b> Circo ($8.00)</div>
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<b>Pants:</b> Old Navy (hand-me-down)<br />
<strong>Sandals:</strong> Cherokee (gift)<br />
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Although he isn't there yet, I know that it is only a matter of time before he is one of the "big kids."</div>
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He wants so badly to just get out there and <i>do it</i> ... To break free and be like them. And with him being preschool-bound at the end of the summer, I suppose that's a very good thing.</div>
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My little boy is growing right before my very eyes.</div>
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I wonder if I'll even recognize him in a couple of months!</div>
Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405866341459106364.post-79605464499474346872013-05-13T08:28:00.000-04:002013-05-13T13:00:07.336-04:00pearl's first yearShe may be approaching the fourteen month mark, but it's never too late (as evidenced by Malcolm's second year <a href="http://itsmombojumbo.blogspot.com/2012/02/year-two-better-late-than-never.html">video</a>) to post a slideshow of some of her memorable moments ...<br />
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It's hard to remember the time before she was part of our family!<br />
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The amount of love I have for this little girl is indescribable ...Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18406761060727447217noreply@blogger.com0