Last Friday, our car was stolen. Right out of our carport. Just like that, sometime between 930 after Jesus got home from school and 350 when Jesus was leaving to work. We went through our day kind of...okay. We missed our old set of wheels but we were actually excited and looking forward to walking, biking, and pushing our stroller around.
We noticed throughout our weekend that we were out a whole lot more. Saturday morning, we walked over to the doughnut shop for breakfast. Afterwards we walked our neighborhoods through garage sales. Came home for feedings and lunch and went back out for dinner. We did more that day than we would have if we had a car.
Being out as a family, walking and enjoying the nice weather hopefully will stick. Monday evening, they found our car. They took my husbands backpack and notebooks. Nothing else that we notice. Our car needs work. But then again, our car always needed work. So it will have to sit in the carport and wait around until we can fix it.
In the meantime, we had ourselves a picnic at the park. Totally my husbands idea! Super surprised because, well, he's just not like that. Nonetheless, I packed David snacks, Olivia a bottle, made burgers and off we went.
Oh, yeah. Our nearby park is tiny. So we went to the high school instead. Totally worth it. David ran around like he owned the place. It seemed like there was barely enough room for him to 'escape' from us.
One: I think Jesus looks like a kid from time to time and honestly, it makes me melt.
Two: I have been really into burgers lately. Like, I can make them everyday.
Three: sun in her face? She will rather sleep through that experience.
Four: I need to step over trash in order for him to not pick it and explore it.
Five: love that boy.
Six: papa and Olivia time.
Seven: love that girl.
Eight: its okay to fall.
Nine: rocks?! Omg. New discovery!
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April 24, 2013
February 20, 2013
#black& white
Born February 16, 2013
@4:41 a.m.
Weighing in 8 lbs 8 oz
& 19.9 in long.
(Yes, her initials are OJ, we know.)
#the day Olivia was born
February 6, 2013
#a good day
I posted earlier about what a good family morning we had.
Truthfully, it was a good day. I didn't feel worried or anxious.
We thrifted in the morning and got some pretty cool deals. Papa found some clothes, I found myself books, I found books for the babies, and an overall for the little misses.
We then drove home and decided on donuts for breakfast would be good and so there we went across the street. We met a really cool older man whose middle name was McDonald. He shared his story with us and we loved it. We then met another friendly man named... Err... I forgot but I won't forget his face!
Next, we visited my mother-in-law and ordered some tamales for this weekend from her co-worker. I. Am. So. Excited.
The boys came home to nap.
I woke them up because I was clearly ready for my promised burger! We tried out five guys and I must admit publicly, I liked it. Yup. Over in-n-out which Jesus doesn't understand.
We came home and each did our thing (Jesus played mw3, David roamed from here and there, and I cleaned up our room a little bit). I had some company and plenty of talking down with my sister-in-law. We wrapped up their visit with all the boys making a 6 minute video of them dancing on the bed. It was amazing. Jesus, David, and Milo, you guys are awesome.
Finally, the three of us watched a documentary on Netflix about the Sea Shepard. Check that out if you're all for the whales!
In a nutshell. I had a great day with my family. We went about the day completely out of our "norm" and I think that's what made it a great day for me.
Tomorrow our schedule changes due to Jesus returning to school (woo!) which means d and I are on our own.
p.s. yesterday I was tricked into going to the hospital because I thought my water might have ruptured. Obviously it was a fake. Tonight though, these contractions have been getting closer and stronger. I feel like I might cry from how nervous I'm getting.
Truthfully, it was a good day. I didn't feel worried or anxious.
We thrifted in the morning and got some pretty cool deals. Papa found some clothes, I found myself books, I found books for the babies, and an overall for the little misses.
We then drove home and decided on donuts for breakfast would be good and so there we went across the street. We met a really cool older man whose middle name was McDonald. He shared his story with us and we loved it. We then met another friendly man named... Err... I forgot but I won't forget his face!
Next, we visited my mother-in-law and ordered some tamales for this weekend from her co-worker. I. Am. So. Excited.
The boys came home to nap.
I woke them up because I was clearly ready for my promised burger! We tried out five guys and I must admit publicly, I liked it. Yup. Over in-n-out which Jesus doesn't understand.
We came home and each did our thing (Jesus played mw3, David roamed from here and there, and I cleaned up our room a little bit). I had some company and plenty of talking down with my sister-in-law. We wrapped up their visit with all the boys making a 6 minute video of them dancing on the bed. It was amazing. Jesus, David, and Milo, you guys are awesome.
Finally, the three of us watched a documentary on Netflix about the Sea Shepard. Check that out if you're all for the whales!
In a nutshell. I had a great day with my family. We went about the day completely out of our "norm" and I think that's what made it a great day for me.
Tomorrow our schedule changes due to Jesus returning to school (woo!) which means d and I are on our own.
p.s. yesterday I was tricked into going to the hospital because I thought my water might have ruptured. Obviously it was a fake. Tonight though, these contractions have been getting closer and stronger. I feel like I might cry from how nervous I'm getting.
December 26, 2012
#beach trip
It's simple.
Our success from today's beach trip: eating at Miguel's jr.
Our fail from today's beach trip: the wind leaving sand in our mouths and eyes and the cold!
Our overall success: good memories with auntie dia and my little family.
Our success from today's beach trip: eating at Miguel's jr.
Our fail from today's beach trip: the wind leaving sand in our mouths and eyes and the cold!
Our overall success: good memories with auntie dia and my little family.
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