dear future 15 year old Gemma,
We are probably fighting about something. If you're anything like I was when I was a teenage girl, I imagine you have a big personality and a mouth to go with it. You probably think I'm treating you unfairly and that I don't have any idea what you're going through. I probably think you are being dramatic and I say too often, "Gemma's got a dilemma" all annoying and old lady mom like when I really think I'm being funny because it rhymes.
Well Gemmi, a long time ago, I was the one that made you laugh the hardest. And you were the one that could make my day better with a coo. And we would have secret moments that we would talk and laugh with our noses just barely touching. And you looked at me like I had all the answers to the world. And I looked at you like you were the whole world.
So even if we're fighting out there in the future, my teenage Gemmi Bear, know that back here in the present we are spending our afternoons together giggling over kisses.
I will always love you, Gem. Even if someday we drive each other totally crazy.
Love,
your mumma
a story for my kids, about their dadda
Friday, June 15, 2012
Dear Grey & Gem,
I'd like to tell you a little story. It's a story about your Dadda. When Dadda was a young boy, he was a sports superboy. He played baseball, football, golf, even volleyball, but he liked playing basketball the best. He played basketball all through high school and when you get older and you can read our last name, we'll take you to our school's gym and show you Dadda's name hanging on the wall. Then he went to college and played more basketball, that was where he met your Uncle Jonny; they played basketball together. Greyson, you told me the other day that you liked Dadda's black basketball; the one in our office in the case. I told you he got that for trying his best. If you always try your best, you can earn cool stuff like black basketballs too.
Some people still remember Dadda as a basketball superboy. There are newspapers of Dadda playing his old games that are hanging in a restaurant in town. And just the other day when we were buying our new screen door, one of the workers used to be a referee and he recognized Dadda and said, "I remember you, you're the Ace." It's important to always try your best, but you have to be nice too. That's what Dadda always does, that's why people always smile when they talk with him.
Now that Dadda's big, he doesn't have as much time to play his favorite game because he has to go to work, and fix our house, and be your Dadda, and be with me. But sometimes he still gets to play. Dadda got to play in a local basketball game a few weeks ago. We all went to watch him play with his old friends. He huffed and puffed a little more than he used to and he missed a couple more shots than he used to, but he still played great because he tried his best and he was nice to the other team and the referees. And we were proud of him.
That night, we packed you both up in your car seats after the game and while we were driving home, Dadda said, "you know, in all the times I was proud playing basketball games before, I was the most proud I've ever been tonight because my kids were there to see me play."
Grey and Gem, your Dadda might not be a basketball superboy anymore, but you should know he's a Superman. And we're the luckiest family of all because we are his.
love you forever,
mum
happy father's day, to my kids' superman dadda.
thank you for making my dreams come true, b.
I'd like to tell you a little story. It's a story about your Dadda. When Dadda was a young boy, he was a sports superboy. He played baseball, football, golf, even volleyball, but he liked playing basketball the best. He played basketball all through high school and when you get older and you can read our last name, we'll take you to our school's gym and show you Dadda's name hanging on the wall. Then he went to college and played more basketball, that was where he met your Uncle Jonny; they played basketball together. Greyson, you told me the other day that you liked Dadda's black basketball; the one in our office in the case. I told you he got that for trying his best. If you always try your best, you can earn cool stuff like black basketballs too.
Some people still remember Dadda as a basketball superboy. There are newspapers of Dadda playing his old games that are hanging in a restaurant in town. And just the other day when we were buying our new screen door, one of the workers used to be a referee and he recognized Dadda and said, "I remember you, you're the Ace." It's important to always try your best, but you have to be nice too. That's what Dadda always does, that's why people always smile when they talk with him.
Now that Dadda's big, he doesn't have as much time to play his favorite game because he has to go to work, and fix our house, and be your Dadda, and be with me. But sometimes he still gets to play. Dadda got to play in a local basketball game a few weeks ago. We all went to watch him play with his old friends. He huffed and puffed a little more than he used to and he missed a couple more shots than he used to, but he still played great because he tried his best and he was nice to the other team and the referees. And we were proud of him.
That night, we packed you both up in your car seats after the game and while we were driving home, Dadda said, "you know, in all the times I was proud playing basketball games before, I was the most proud I've ever been tonight because my kids were there to see me play."
Grey and Gem, your Dadda might not be a basketball superboy anymore, but you should know he's a Superman. And we're the luckiest family of all because we are his.
love you forever,
mum
happy father's day, to my kids' superman dadda.
thank you for making my dreams come true, b.
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May wrap up
Thursday, June 14, 2012
I'm handing out some awards from our fun in May to help wrap-up the month, since there is no way I'm going to be able to cover everything we did during the month in individual blog posts, boo. So hang on to your hats (yep, there's even an award for those) cause here we go,
Bounciest: Gemmi
She's finally big enough to try out her door jumper (Evenflo Classic Johnny Jump Up, Frogs
) and her exersaucer (Baby Einstein Musical Motion Activity Jumper). She loves being upright now and she is ready to start moving like her big brother.
Best surprise present: my mother's ring
The kids (aka Brandon) surprised me with a ring with both kid's birthstones in it for mother's day. I'm in love with it.
She's finally big enough to try out her door jumper (Evenflo Classic Johnny Jump Up, Frogs
) and her exersaucer (Baby Einstein Musical Motion Activity Jumper). She loves being upright now and she is ready to start moving like her big brother.
Best surprise present: my mother's ring
The kids (aka Brandon) surprised me with a ring with both kid's birthstones in it for mother's day. I'm in love with it.
Most spontaneous playtime: Greenhouse Park playground
On the way home from Grey's daycare one afternoon, we spontaneously stopped at the new playground they just put in at our beloved Greenhouse park.
Most determined: Kate, me, and the Altoona Art Festival.
This was our second year attempting the Altoona Art Festival with the kids. It was also the second year that we barely made it out with our sanity. The kids are still a little too young to appreciate any of the vendors or children's tents - but we keep trying. Is it the prospect of funnel cake that keeps pulling us back? Perhaps, but we like to think its because we want our kids to be surrounded by culture. At least the pond and the ducks never get old. After a toddler battle royale over a rubber snake, a full blown meltdown in the children's tent, and weather way too hot to be carrying babies (either on our hip, or in Kate's belly), we commented on our trek back to the car, "it could have been worse - no one fell into the pond, so we have that to feel successful about."
Sweatiest: Dadda after the Steeler Charity Basketball game
Brandon got a chance to play in a charity basketball game in Somerset against the Steelers (as in our favorite NFL team, THE Steelers). It was a game to raise money and awareness for a local non-profit; Jaeger and Friends dog park. We were really proud to see Dadda play, especially against some of our Steeler favorites like Charlie Batch and Antonio Brown.
Best headgear: Gemma's floppy sun hat.
She's been sporting that hat all around this town and probably will continue to do so through the rest of the summer. Hey, handy & adorable? Worth every penny from that clearance bucket at Gymboree!
Second place: Best headgear: Automotive funnels
Grey saw these in Lowes and said, "Look, Mumma, party hats!"
Third place: Best headgear: Aunt Uch's college graduation cap
In case you haven't heard, we were proud to celebrate my baby sister's graduation from Lock Haven University:)
Most likely to harvest the West Nile disease: our baby pool
hahah, just kidding about the award (although we do have a habit of forgetting to dump it out at night...) The kids and dogs got a chance to wade around in our baby pool well before most regular sized pools were opened. Hooray for summer!
Most patriotic: Memorial Day
We celebrated our Memorial Day by stopping by the cemetery to visit my grandfather's plot and Brandon's great grandpap's plot to give our thanks to them for serving in our miliarty. Then it was on to Gigi & Pap Pap's house to celebrate with our whole family (including Abba, Chum, Uch, and Kevin too) poolside with some good 'ole fashion barbeque'ing. shout out to all men and women who have served for our country. thank you for being brave, especially though to my sister (Aunt Kitty); our Uncles, Cousins; grandfathers, and friends.
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| happy birthday Gigi |
Most Likely to be caught with his pants down: Booboo
We started potty training this month and Grey is doing fairly well. He prefers going 'potty outside like Dadda.' Good thing we live in the country, my friends.
Biggest loser: my head
I cut over 11 inches of my hair off to donate to Locks of Love. Its on my summer goal list to go "pixie" so check that one of the 'ole list. As an update to how I'm feeling about it: ugh oh, I'm loving it. Like maybe never having long hair again? Boys are on to something with this short hair, ladies. Not having to adjust a ponytail all day is like a miracle.
Most Likely to find its way to Pinterest: our Mother's Day aprons
We got the kids (and grown kids) involved to craft up aprons for me and our moms on Mother's day.
Most likely to be accused of narcolepsy (by the pictures in my May photo album at least, sheesh): my kids
What can I say, babies look like angels when they sleep. And who doesn't want to look at pictures of angels?
Sickest: our Booboo
Our poor little man suffered through a whole weekend of a combination platter of Gianotti-Crosti (think hand,foot,&mouth but blisters all over) AND cutting his first back molar. Goodness. it was horrible to see him suffering. Blisters in his throat were stopping him from wanting anything to drink or eat and we came about 2 inches from taking to the ER over Memorial Day weekend before he finally agreed to eat 3 Popsicles in a row.
Most deserving: our 2012 CV Studer Scholarship winners
We chose two winners for our scholarship this year and were proud to be able to give away the award at the annual senior banquet.
It was a good month for us, over here at the Studer's...albeit busy (and sometimes downright exhausting), but we made it through - as a team, like we always will.
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