Monday, September 29, 2008

We're Ready!


I took a trip to Target a few weeks ago, and the check out girl told us we better get our winter gear, NOW. She warned that as soon as a weather person utters the word "snow" the stuff literally flies off the shelves. I asked her where do you get snow boots and the like and she grinned and said "right here, of course". Of course.


So, last week I went back to Target and got us all snow boots and coats, hats and mittens for the kids. Getting them to put it all on for the photo was easy; getting them to take it off and let me put it away was another matter entirely.


We've been told by several people since we moved here that one of the reasons we are going to love living in NJ is the mild weather. "We don't have tornadoes, hurricanes, or much winter weather at all." I gotta tell you their Target tells a different story about the winter weather. There were 3, yes 3, aisles in shoes devoted to winter boots for the entire family. There were 2 large rounders of heavy winter coats in the babies and toddlers department. I think we are in for it.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Green Acres

So you thought we moved to the big city? Think again. We see a ground hog, bunnies, chipmunks and squirrels, regulary, in our backyard. The whole town stops to let the geese cross the street. Click the link below to see what was toodlin' down the street a couple of weeks ago.


http://www.mycentraljersey.com/apps/pbcs.dll/gallery?Site=CN&Date=20080907&Category=NEWS0102&ArtNo=809070801&Ref=PH&Params=Itemnr=1

Proof of Justice in This World...or an Auntie Conspiracy

Just in case you thought there was no justice in this world, no fairness, no sense of order and logical turn of events...Jarrett has begun a new thing, and from what I understand, I have it coming to me. Lately, for the past week or so, J is asking "why?" to everything we say. To things we tell him and to answers we give to his own questions.

Jarrett: Mommy, I go to Target and get Doc?
Me: No, we aren't getting any new toys for awhile, maybe for your birthday.
Jarrett: Why?
Me: Because you have lots of toys already to play with.
Jarrett: Why?
and so on.

Or...
Me: Okay, lets go home and make lunch.
Jarrett: Why?

Argghhh!!!!!!!!!!! Mom, Dad, Robert, Carol (and okay, even Jim, even now) I'm sorry. From the bottom of my pea-pickin heart.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Another One to Add to Our List

I guess every place we live, we have to check out the ER. On Thursday afternoon, Jarrett and Cara were playing in her room and J saw a book on a high shelf he wanted to get to. So he started to climb the shelf, and she started to climb the shelf, and it pulled out enough to knock some items off the higher shelves and one of them split his little head open. Just above and to the left of the last split of his that took us to the ER. Sheesh. The kid is going through life forehead first, apparently.

It has been my nightmare that he would require a trip to the ER while I was at home alone with he and Cara because I haven't been sure of just how I would handle it. And of course, it happened, just days after our move across the country to a place where we have no family and no friends yet. Yeah! What timing! Thank goodness for our new neighbors...they absolutely came to the rescue. The 12 yr old daughter stayed with Cara and the mom actually drove us there so that I wouldn't have to find it on my own. A lifesaver, I am not kidding.

Once we got to the ER, J's poor noggin had stopped bleeding but they said he still needed 3 stitches, which was pretty awful but quick and now he's doing fine. We went back this morning for a wound check and they said everything looks good and stitches can come out on Tues. For his part, Jarrett is milking it for all it's worth. Anytime we tell him something he doesn't want to hear, like "no", he throws his hand up to his head, turns down the corners of his mouth in almost a cartoonish look of despair and says "but I have boo-boo!"

My only concern now is that, after 4 trips to the ER in less than 2 years, someone is going to alert the authorities.