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And the Family Dances…

Last year we started a new tradition, the family dance. The girls had wanted to attend the community daddy daughter dance, but they were charging some exorbitant fees that were way beyond us, so we created our own dance. We even got formal, and had tons of fun. Last year’s Family Valentine dance brought us this gem


This year they seem to be getting along a little better. 🙂


We didn’t get quite the classic funny photo as last year, but I did get a few cute accidental shots (and on purpose shots too). We decided to be casual, but I think we’ll be formal again next year. Whether formal or casual though we had tons of fun – I think this tradition is around to stay!




Finally, February was Congenital Heart Defect Awareness month and Jacob’s school did Jump Rope for Heart sponsored by the American Heart Association. The kids got to decorate a heart in honor of someone, and of course they all chose Jacob. He wanted a picture showing off his zipper for the occasion. (and I heard from his teacher that he showed off in person too! hee hee)



Filed under Bobert, CHD, Dot, Em, Family, Heart, Jacob, James, Lizy, TGA

Dancing the Night Away

“Mom, Mom! We want to go!” the girls burst in the door after school and thrust three pink sheets of paper in my face. I gathered the papers and noticed each one advertised a community daddy daughter dance for Valentine’s Day. My first response was, “Of course! What fun!” but then I noticed the price per person – a whopping $23 a piece. There was no way we could send three girls and their dad to the dance at that price, so I conjured up a quick plan.

I explained it was more than we could afford for all of them, but (and I had to sneak it in there as quickly as possible to hold of the moans of dissapointment) how about if we had our own Valentine’s Dance on the Monday after Valentine’s Day? It would give us the day to clean, decorate, and make refreshments. They readily agreed and the plan was put in motion.

Sunday afternoon we took turns writing on giant hearts what we loved about each member of the family and about our family in general. 49 hearts later they were plastered all over our dining area wall (where we would have the dance.) Monday we cleaned and scrubbed, baked and decorated. Everyone pitched in and waited with anticipation for Daddy to get home from work.

For dinner we mingled finger foods in with the refreshments in true dance fashion and even pulled out the glass punch bowl for authenticity. We put lamps near the kitchen and turned out the overhead lights so even the lighting would be perfect and turned on the music.

It was a blast and the kids decided we needed to make it a tradition – have a family dance yearly at Valentine’s Day – we’ll see how they feel about that when they’re teenagers, heh. But for the time being it was wonderful and created lasting memories of special times with Daddy and Mommy.

Valentine 2

Valentine 1

And, I just had to put this photo in because of Jacob’s and Em’s faces – I thought it was just classic!

Valentine Dance Em and Jacob Faces


Filed under Children, Dot, Em, Family, Humor, Jacob, James, Lizy, Photography


My husband and I have this awesome oppurtunity to take dance classes from some good friends of ours. It is a casual thing and they invited a bunch of people to attend over the summer so it is free – some great time to hang out and learn to dance better.  I know what you are all thinking – GoofyJ. perpetual klutz, girl with weak ankles who can hardly go ten steps without biffing it, is trying to DANCE?  But, believe it or not, though I have no grace whatsoever, I do enjoy it and dance rather well (so I am told anyway).  And, contrary to what you may be thinking, very few of my klutzy moments have ever happened when I was dancing.

Anyway, Paul and I were sitting at dinner with the family last night and he says to me, “The [name of dance teacher friends] have a stretcher.”

I just looked at him rather baffled and blank, thinking to myself, “Has it come to this? Has he so little faith in my lack of klutzy moments, that he has to arrange for them to have stretcher? What does he think I am going to do tomorrow during our dance class?”  Of course all these thoughts go flying through my brain at the speed of lightning.  I am trying to sort it out in my head, when Paul sees my blank look of bafflement.

“A carpet stretcher, J, you know for the girls bedroom. We can pick it up after class tomorrow.”

I busted up laughing, Paul knew exactly what I was thinking and the two of us were a puddle of giggles as we thought of my being hauled off  in a stretcher from dance class.

So, by the way, we are putting new carpet in the girls’ room – our friends ripped out the carpet which is in great condition, so we are replacing the icky ancient carpet in the girls’ room.  Yay! 🙂  We ripped it out yesterday, we’ll paint the floor with primer today ( to seal out oders and such) and put the carpet in tomorrow. We are very excited. I would like to do my sewing too, which as this terrible bright yellow shag (imagine loosing pins and needles in that stuff – it’s a nightmare) that is original to the house, but that is a bit more of a challenge considering the state of things in there. So we shall see. 🙂


Filed under Every Day Life, Humor

Froggy Goes to the Ball

They had been announcing it faithfully for weeks and I was excited.  Paul and I rarely have a chance to attend dances anymore and this one was to have a live band.  Not only was it to have a live band, but it was supposed to be formal.  Sometimes an excuse to get all dressed up, just for the heck of it, is so nice and fun.

It was the annual Gold and Green Ball that our church does specifically for adults, though teens are invited to attend.  Of course it is free of charge, and volunteers worked tirelessly on decorations and organizing the event.

We arrived and we thrilled to see elegence before our eyes.  The planning commitee really did a wonderful job.  They had borrowed, from another member, a white net cannopy and it was hug and drapes over the middle of the gym – walls were hung with white cloth.  A ‘chandalier’ of vellum paper and white christmas lights was hung – looking elegant, one would hardly notice it was simply vellum.  On each table was a bowl of live gold fish – sushi – Paul and I joked.

I wore my full shiny black skirt with my silver silk blows with beading on the front – I never get to wear those because of the kids. 🙂 (and I even painted my nails! Toe and finger nails! heh)  And we danced all night, it was so fun.

When we were finally too tired to dance anymore we found our friends that we came with and headed out to the car.

“There’s a tree frog!” Paul exclaimed as he pointed to a little frog sitting by the wall as we left the church.

Fancy skirt and clothes forgotten I dove to all fours as I scurried after Mr. Frog. Now, this really shouldn’t surprise you, if you remember the last incident when I tried to hunt down a frog.  🙂  I managed to scoop the little feller up and cupped him in my hands as I sat on my knees, in my dress, waiting for Paul to hurry back with a cup to hold it in.

I must have looked an odd sight – chasing down a frog while so formally attired – but I couldn’t pass the little guy up.  He was a cutie.  The kids enjoyed watching him and were quite taken with his handsome froggy ways.  We let him go in our yard last night – we only wanted him long enough to give the kids a chance to see him up close and personal.

Tree Frog 1

Tree Frog 2

He is a very handsome frog though, isn’t he?


Filed under Love and Marriage, Nature

Foot Massage Anyone? (not for you silly, me!) heh. :)

We awoke to a slightly overcast day, this was good, and immediately were thrown into the rush of getting things ready. We got kids dressed and flung in the car along with sunscreen, water, our cart, and a camera. It took us longer (as it usually does) to get ready than we thought it would so the kids munched on dry cheerios in the car for their breakfast on our way to downtown Portland. We had made it to Sherwood (looking at the clock thinking, “I hope we’re not late!”) and were just passing by Target when Jacob started gagging and choking. We weren’t to worried, this is rather common for him. I think it might have something to do with being intubated for such a long period of time, there might be scarring, or his esophogus might just get irrated more easily than others. I think I’ll check with our ped. about it next month though just to be sure. Anyway, he finally ended up throwing up all over his shirt and Paul carreened into the Target parking lot so we could get him taken care of.

Paul held up a pair of overalls,”We have these, but no shirt.”
“Well, you run and buy one, I’ll clean him up!” We had momentarily forgotten we were sitting in a Target parking lot and Paul charged in. A mini miracle that we hadn’t gone any further before this happened, heh. 🙂

Soon we were on the road again and our, “I hope we’re not late” turned into a “I hope we’re not too late.” We were pleased to find parking immediately when we arrived and only at $3 for the day. It was even 3 blocks from the starting point of the Heart Walk. We made it with time to spare and Jacob was given his red survivor hat and the girls received red beads and we started off.

We were able to meet up with a number of members of our online support group, many of which we had never met in person, and it was such a fun experiece getting to know each other and seeing how all the heart kids were doing. Some of which had had surgeries quite recently and they were all looking so good. The walk couldn’t have gone better. We did the whole 5k (3 miles) and the kids all walked at least 2 miles of it with out riding in the cart. We got to walk over two of the large Portland bridges which the kids thought was awesome and along the river on both sides. It was a great distraction for them with all the exciting things to see. It was an incredible experience and we were able to raise $200 for the American Heart Foundation, which uses the money for heart research. They raised a total of $169,851 from this walk. We are grateful for those who donated, and even more for the support we recieved from all of you. You guys are all great, and we can’t wait until next year! 🙂

Well, to say that our day ended there would be quite foolish, for we were home by 12:00 and at 3:30 we were trying frantically to prepare ourselves, and kids, for our family portrait session. My good friend is a fabulous photgrapher and we were getting our family portrait done. We got everyone bathed, dressed and ready and had a hoot doing our pictures at a local scenic park. We finished with that at 7:00 and picked up our babysitter and dropped everyone at home and at 7:40 Paul and I were headed to the church dance.

We love to dance, and it was fun. I was amazed at how much energy and stamina I seemed to have, I guess all that walking I’ve been doing is really paying off. 🙂 I have a hard time dancing in shoes, so I went barefoot and we danced the night away, (swinging and polkaing our little hearts out)well until 10:00 anyway. 🙂

Well, I am paying for it this morning. I woke up and could barely walk. See, silly little me didn’t think about the fact that my arches are falling (my dad is flatfooted so it is a charming gift from him, heh). I have been working on trying to wear shoes or sandals with good arch support in them all the time. Really tough for a barefoot country girl. None of my dress shoes have good arch support so I just went barefoot. Oops! So now I’m walking like a cripled 100 year-old lady. heh 🙂 I figure they’ll be feeling better soon, but I have sure learned my lesson. 🙂

The day was a success, and it made us feel even better knowing that all of you were rooting for us on our Heart WalK! 🙂


Filed under Children, Heart, Jacob, Love and Marriage

Dancing in the Kitchen

I finished teaching my last piano lesson at 6:30. Definitely a mac & cheese night I headed into the kitchen to see how Paul was coming with dinner. As happens frequently he grabbed my hand spinning me around on the linoleum and we danced across the kitchen floor. I love to dance. We would love to take a class together some day, but for now we practice in the kitchen. Our favorite is the swing. We even will sing our own music if there isn’t any on at the time. The kids scamper in and sit at the counter with big silly grins on their faces watching us dance.

I remember grinning like that when I watched my parents together. It was the grin that I knew my parents were hopelessly in love with each other. It brings me joy to see that grin on my girls faces. I grin back before Paul whisks me into another spin. He flings me out and rolls me back in throwing me into a dip and I nearly topple to the floor. (He’s dropped me before, but mainly because I am being too goofy) We dissolve into laughter. The kids are laughing too, but they don’t know why, they just feel the joy we feel.

Paul and I continue to dance and talk in the kitchen while the kids eat their dinner at the counter, because it is late and bed time is around the corner. As we dance Paul gives me a kiss. Dorothy wants to be sure we are listening to something she has to say. “Daddy, quit kissing mom and listen!”

At least they know we love each other, which is one of the greatest gifts we can give them.


Filed under Children, Dot, Family, Love and Marriage, Memory, Parenting, Things Kids Say