Sunday, January 31, 2010
January = not so many pictures :(
This pretty much represents all of the pictures I took in January. Pathetic. First up, I was stressed out and busy at Hazel's party and didn't take a single picture. Luckily, Ross stepped in a took a few. But, birthday #4 is going to be poorly represented. *sigh*
AND THEN!! the Sunday after Hazel's birthday (January 3, the day that will live in infamy), I woke up with a bum back/leg. Come to find out, I herniated my L5 disc. Awesome. Thus, I spent most of January trying to lie down. Except that it didn't always work because (a) I have a kid and (b) January is the busiest time of the year at work. I sucked it up enough to go to work and that was about it. I knew I was in trouble when Hazel clapped because "mommy is getting up". Little did she know, I was just getting up to pee. 2010 will be the year of the bad mommy*.
I had an epidural cortisone shot on Friday. The dye they shot into my back was apparently made of battery acid and snake venom but the cortisone was fine. Or I was still in pain numbness from the dye. Anyway, I can take my pain killers and anti-inflammatory meds again so I am doing better (or at least adequate) and tired of being a gimp. My right foot is regaining some feeling and movement but still trips me up. A lot.
Moving on. I have a few pictures.
Hazel's birthday party. I did not get a cake made but Costco came through and we decorated it with Playmobil mermaids.
Hazel loved everything she got for her birthday (half of which we stashed away for later)
Wig from my work white elephant party. Our maintenance guy ended up with it and did not want it (shocking) and was kind enough to let me have it. As expected, Hazel loves it.
She made a snowman at the library story time. We love the library. Dang, I should have taken a picture of Hazel and her new library card.
Swimming lessons are not going well.
Unicorn horn. She is obsessed with unicorns and made herself a horn from Play-doh.
Happiness at going to a tea party with Auntie Michelle (who was kind enough to take the Hazel while Geoff took me to the hospital to have a giant needle stabbed in my back.
And that is it for January. I vow to not let pain nor numbness slow me down in February. You hear that sciatica!! I am done with you and your lameness (ha!)*Currently, she is not feeling great, with a vicious cough and has been throwing up from the coughing. I am tired of changing her, washing her and her clothes and whatever she spits up/barfs on so I am back her cough into a garbage can. It has been working great because I can just rinse it out. Still, I feel bad. But, she seems happy with the arrangement.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Geoff's Birthday
Geoff's birthday was on Saturday, Hazel did not know how to feel about having such an old dad...
Seriously, I think that picture is hilarious. Her face kills me.
Hazel is VERY into birthdays right now. She wanted to put a candle in everything. Turns out candle in molten hot pizza = bad idea. Candle in cookie = okay idea.
We had a party on Geoff's birthday. But not FOR his birthday. And look how HAPPY Geoff was!! He loves birthday parties.
There was dancing at the party. I especially like how Brandon's arm is see-through. That is a good feature to have in a friend.
Plus, Geoff rode on the elephant. This was about 2am. Needless to say, we did not get much done on Sunday.
Seriously, I think that picture is hilarious. Her face kills me.Hazel is VERY into birthdays right now. She wanted to put a candle in everything. Turns out candle in molten hot pizza = bad idea. Candle in cookie = okay idea.
We had a party on Geoff's birthday. But not FOR his birthday. And look how HAPPY Geoff was!! He loves birthday parties.
There was dancing at the party. I especially like how Brandon's arm is see-through. That is a good feature to have in a friend.
Plus, Geoff rode on the elephant. This was about 2am. Needless to say, we did not get much done on Sunday.
Happy Birthday, Geoff!
Labels: Birthday, Geoff, hazel
Monday, February 9, 2009
Fingerpaints and destruction
First, a picture of Hazel and Triscuit. I think this one is sweet. Notice they are both wearing pink. Awesome.
I find this combination of clothing odd. Or funny. Or something. Whatever. It is late, and I am tired.
On Saturday Geoff and Michelle decided to pull down the ceiling in our basement. It needed to come down but it also need the stuff removed first. Notice the STOVE still in the one room they destroyed?? Yeah, I don't think Geoff noticed. Anyway, it was filthy work. And Geoff hurt his back.
And why didn't I get to help? Because Hazel had a birthday party. And it was awesome. Here she is in her "fancy birthday party tea party dress" with the Hello Kitty bow in her hair.
And a whole couch full of cute.
Since Geoff hurt his back on Saturday, I got to spend time on Sunday cleaning in the basement. Between working at my job (aaaaagggghhhhh!!!!!) and holding a sick kid, it was not fun. But, I made some progress and even though my arms, back, shoulders, ummm... torso? is/are sore I am still upright and mobile, unlike Geoff. So, I have that going for me.
I busted out the finger paints tonight. Hazel had a rough day. She is has a bit of a cold and thus is mopey, Geoff threw out his back and is, in HIS words, "useless", I had to work late and so on and so forth. Plus, I had some really big sheets of paper from work. Thus, throwing caution to the wind, we finger painted. Let's put it this way, I should have waited until summer when I could put her outside. I thought pushing her sleeves up would be adequate. Because I am an IMBECILE! Hazel had a great time. I freaked out a lot.
I put Hazel in the tub with all her clothes on and made her scrub herself down. And then I had the brilliant (actual brilliant, not sarcastic "brilliant") idea to let her finger paint in the tub. Aaaaahhh...It just wipes off, and she is already wet so the paint doesn't really stick to her, and she is nekkid so I don't have to worry about her clothes. Perfect.
This was her masterpiece. I actually like it better than the finger paints on paper. Plus, clean up was much easier.
I find this combination of clothing odd. Or funny. Or something. Whatever. It is late, and I am tired.
On Saturday Geoff and Michelle decided to pull down the ceiling in our basement. It needed to come down but it also need the stuff removed first. Notice the STOVE still in the one room they destroyed?? Yeah, I don't think Geoff noticed. Anyway, it was filthy work. And Geoff hurt his back.
And why didn't I get to help? Because Hazel had a birthday party. And it was awesome. Here she is in her "fancy birthday party tea party dress" with the Hello Kitty bow in her hair.
And a whole couch full of cute.
Since Geoff hurt his back on Saturday, I got to spend time on Sunday cleaning in the basement. Between working at my job (aaaaagggghhhhh!!!!!) and holding a sick kid, it was not fun. But, I made some progress and even though my arms, back, shoulders, ummm... torso? is/are sore I am still upright and mobile, unlike Geoff. So, I have that going for me.
I busted out the finger paints tonight. Hazel had a rough day. She is has a bit of a cold and thus is mopey, Geoff threw out his back and is, in HIS words, "useless", I had to work late and so on and so forth. Plus, I had some really big sheets of paper from work. Thus, throwing caution to the wind, we finger painted. Let's put it this way, I should have waited until summer when I could put her outside. I thought pushing her sleeves up would be adequate. Because I am an IMBECILE! Hazel had a great time. I freaked out a lot.
I put Hazel in the tub with all her clothes on and made her scrub herself down. And then I had the brilliant (actual brilliant, not sarcastic "brilliant") idea to let her finger paint in the tub. Aaaaahhh...It just wipes off, and she is already wet so the paint doesn't really stick to her, and she is nekkid so I don't have to worry about her clothes. Perfect.
This was her masterpiece. I actually like it better than the finger paints on paper. Plus, clean up was much easier.
Finally, three things Hazel hates:
1- Jupiter
2- Going into space
3- Scuba diving
Randomly, on Saturday she told me this list of dislikes, and counted them on her fingers. It KILLED me. Still does. Because I am a nerd like that. Seriously, JUPITER!! Who hates Jupiter? My kid, that's who.
1- Jupiter
2- Going into space
3- Scuba diving
Randomly, on Saturday she told me this list of dislikes, and counted them on her fingers. It KILLED me. Still does. Because I am a nerd like that. Seriously, JUPITER!! Who hates Jupiter? My kid, that's who.
Labels: Birthday, Geoff, hazel, meadow, Triscuit
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Pictures!
Okay, I think the picture problem was something with Google Chrome. Which is weird because I use Blogger to update my website (or "blog") and it is run by Google. Who also controls the universe. So, I am using IE today and it worked fine. Of course, it could have been something wrong with all of Blogger and it might work today. But, alas, I am too lazy to test any theories. I will try it next time. Chrome is a great little browser, I would highly recommend it, except for my snafu the other day.
And pictures.
Hazel's birthday party:
The fabulous cake that I made for her. I foresee many New Year's Eves to come I will spend making some sort of fancy cake. Which reminds me, I need to return the pan to Julie. I am sure she has been wanted to make doll cakes and couldn't, because I have the pan.
The birthday girl in her crown. I bought (not enough, but all the store had) crowns for the party and then a giant bag of rhinestones, and then double-stick taped the back of the jewels. The crowns and jewels and other things to stick, seemed to be a hit. Hazel still has her crown and wears it regularly.
Not as much as she wears the dress, however. She loves the princess dress. If I wasn't so busy, I would make her another one (one not so....Made-in-China-y). That way we could actually wash one while she wears the other.
Hazel and Geoff made a snowman and a snowdog the other day.
The snowman later collapsed on the snowdog. (the wreckage is not shown)
Rockin' the side ponytail and twirling.
Hazel started ballet. Which she loves. It is just community ed ballet, nothing fancy. But she is only three and she loves it. They even get to have a little recital at the end. Anyway, she looks adorable in her little ballet outfit. Geoff even managed to get her unruly hair up in a ponytail.
Ignore the messy house behind her (seriously, could Geoff not find a plain wall for her to stand in front of? I don't like my mess broadcast to the world, or my mom!).
Hazel has become quite the computer addict. I am now limiting her computer time as well as her TV time. I don't know about Geoff, however. Wait, I do know. He doesn't limit any one's computer time. His or Hazel's.
And pictures.
Hazel's birthday party:
The fabulous cake that I made for her. I foresee many New Year's Eves to come I will spend making some sort of fancy cake. Which reminds me, I need to return the pan to Julie. I am sure she has been wanted to make doll cakes and couldn't, because I have the pan.
The birthday girl in her crown. I bought (not enough, but all the store had) crowns for the party and then a giant bag of rhinestones, and then double-stick taped the back of the jewels. The crowns and jewels and other things to stick, seemed to be a hit. Hazel still has her crown and wears it regularly.
Not as much as she wears the dress, however. She loves the princess dress. If I wasn't so busy, I would make her another one (one not so....Made-in-China-y). That way we could actually wash one while she wears the other.
Hazel and Geoff made a snowman and a snowdog the other day.
The snowman later collapsed on the snowdog. (the wreckage is not shown)
Rockin' the side ponytail and twirling.
Hazel started ballet. Which she loves. It is just community ed ballet, nothing fancy. But she is only three and she loves it. They even get to have a little recital at the end. Anyway, she looks adorable in her little ballet outfit. Geoff even managed to get her unruly hair up in a ponytail.
Ignore the messy house behind her (seriously, could Geoff not find a plain wall for her to stand in front of? I don't like my mess broadcast to the world, or my mom!).
Hazel has become quite the computer addict. I am now limiting her computer time as well as her TV time. I don't know about Geoff, however. Wait, I do know. He doesn't limit any one's computer time. His or Hazel's.
Labels: Ballet, Birthday, hazel
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Blog. Blog. Blog. Blog, blog.
I gave Hazel's the dogs' old swimming pool. Because there is nothing better than getting hand-me-downs from dogs. It is turning out to be a great choice. (a) it was free (which I, of course, love). (b) it has hard sides (which allow for a jump point). and (c) it doesn't add anything to my collection of stuff.
Of course, she would only jump away from me, so I couldn't get a good shot of her joy-filled face. But, trust me, there was joy.
Yeah, this doesn't show the joy either...
The other day, but not the same day as swimming, Geoff and Hazel went jeepin' with Geoff's friend Kyle. Our jeep, which is named "Pezhead" (per Hazel) and also "jeepie" is a city-jeep, and thus did not make it to the top of the mountain. Luckily, Kyle has a tougher jeep. And so they drove to this lake. And then Hazel took her shoes off to get in the lake.
I was not there, I don't know the whole/true story. I just have to make stuff up based on photos and my knowledge of my kid. I was working and/or studying. Or both. And thus never get to play. Ever. Never.
And Geoff held her shoes, so they wouldn't get dirty and she could walk in the water.
And the sun was there.*
* You know, if Geoff would just blog his own dang pictures it would be better.
Of course, she would only jump away from me, so I couldn't get a good shot of her joy-filled face. But, trust me, there was joy.
Yeah, this doesn't show the joy either...
The other day, but not the same day as swimming, Geoff and Hazel went jeepin' with Geoff's friend Kyle. Our jeep, which is named "Pezhead" (per Hazel) and also "jeepie" is a city-jeep, and thus did not make it to the top of the mountain. Luckily, Kyle has a tougher jeep. And so they drove to this lake. And then Hazel took her shoes off to get in the lake.
I was not there, I don't know the whole/true story. I just have to make stuff up based on photos and my knowledge of my kid. I was working and/or studying. Or both. And thus never get to play. Ever. Never.
And Geoff held her shoes, so they wouldn't get dirty and she could walk in the water.
And the sun was there.*
* You know, if Geoff would just blog his own dang pictures it would be better.Okay, so this was the outfit Hazel wore for a nap one day. THREE sweaters (because, apparently 93* is not hot enough, you also need sweaters) and a swimsuit cover-up. Which I don't think has, even once, covered up a swimsuit.
And then she wore this outfit. Notice: backwards, no shirt. "Farmer's don't wear shirts." Or maybe her head is on backwards, I don't know. Still, no shirt. But, long, luxurious hair. Like Zoe Jane.
Finally, today is Hazel's half-birthday. Here was an earlier conversation:
Hazel: Thank you.
Then she asked for cake. And we compromised with cupcakes. Except that we really made lemon-poppyseed pound cake. And it was only half-good. Which, I guess, is okay for a half-birthday.
And Jenni called it a made up holiday, but brought Hazel a card anyway. Which Hazel through on the floor, because we hadn't had dinner yet and her blood sugar was low. And she is two (and a half). And there was drama.
The End. Back to studying.
Labels: Birthday, clothes, hazel, jeep
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy Birthday to Hazel!!
Our baby is TWO! For her birthday, Hazel wanted a party. With cake and balloons and kids and party hats. Except for the party hats, she got everything she wanted. I decided we had enough activities and chaos and didn't need to add party hats to the mix. And, frankly, I don't think Hazel missed them.
We had brunch for Hazel's birthday, for the second year in a row. I made eight different quiche, but then didn't get out the camera before serving. Thanks to Anne for remembering the camera, or I possibly would have forgotten in the midst of the party. We also had yogurt parfaits and mini bagels. And cake. Cup-cake.
Hazel and her cupcake.
Mmmmmm.....frosting.
Hazel opening presents, notice the awesome party dress. Yes, I made that. And it is polka-dotty. And she has polka-dotted ribbons in her hair. And polka-dotted balloons. Not in her hair.
And a polka-dotted giraffe. Awesome. Which I didn't make, Amy made it. But, it totally fits the polka-dot theme.
Zoey and her parents came to the party. Zoey picked her own clothes. I understand this completely, as Hazel likes to pick her own clothes.
Gloria and Anthony and their parents came to the party. And Gloria was Grandpa Ray's friend, so we had to take a picture for proof.
Chase, Ashton, Dylan and Sadie came to the party. Chase = grown up.
Orson, Helen and Amy came to the party. Hazel was excited about Orson and had to pull out the matching Care Bear when I told her he was coming.
Anne and Jenni came to the party, but forgot to bring their cheeks.
Jenni and Shauntil were especially happy to come to the party. Oh, and they are crazy. 
Jordan and Tayvia and their moms came to the party. And they proceeded to point fingers at each other. The kids, not the moms.
Hazel came to her party, and looked very determined about something. 
Helen, Bonnie and Sadie were button-making machines!
More button making.
Zoey loved Hazel's big-girl bed. I am guessing she will get one in the near future, especially because her birthday is in three weeks.
Anthony, Orson and Gloria play with some Pez. 
Proof that Gloria is Jenni's friend. Hazel is very finicky and sometimes likes people and sometimes h-a-t-e-s them. Gloria is nice and sweet. Thus, some people like proof of nice babies because they are used to the not-so-nice baby.
All in all, it was a fabulous party. And, it has been a fabulous year. We are looking forward to the, what are the called? Terrific twos? Yeah, I am sure that is what it is called.
We had brunch for Hazel's birthday, for the second year in a row. I made eight different quiche, but then didn't get out the camera before serving. Thanks to Anne for remembering the camera, or I possibly would have forgotten in the midst of the party. We also had yogurt parfaits and mini bagels. And cake. Cup-cake.
Hazel and her cupcake.
Mmmmmm.....frosting.
Hazel opening presents, notice the awesome party dress. Yes, I made that. And it is polka-dotty. And she has polka-dotted ribbons in her hair. And polka-dotted balloons. Not in her hair.
And a polka-dotted giraffe. Awesome. Which I didn't make, Amy made it. But, it totally fits the polka-dot theme.
Zoey and her parents came to the party. Zoey picked her own clothes. I understand this completely, as Hazel likes to pick her own clothes.
Gloria and Anthony and their parents came to the party. And Gloria was Grandpa Ray's friend, so we had to take a picture for proof.
Chase, Ashton, Dylan and Sadie came to the party. Chase = grown up.
Orson, Helen and Amy came to the party. Hazel was excited about Orson and had to pull out the matching Care Bear when I told her he was coming.
Anne and Jenni came to the party, but forgot to bring their cheeks.
Jenni and Shauntil were especially happy to come to the party. Oh, and they are crazy. 
Jordan and Tayvia and their moms came to the party. And they proceeded to point fingers at each other. The kids, not the moms.
Hazel came to her party, and looked very determined about something. 
Helen, Bonnie and Sadie were button-making machines!
More button making.
Zoey loved Hazel's big-girl bed. I am guessing she will get one in the near future, especially because her birthday is in three weeks.
Anthony, Orson and Gloria play with some Pez. 
Proof that Gloria is Jenni's friend. Hazel is very finicky and sometimes likes people and sometimes h-a-t-e-s them. Gloria is nice and sweet. Thus, some people like proof of nice babies because they are used to the not-so-nice baby.
All in all, it was a fabulous party. And, it has been a fabulous year. We are looking forward to the, what are the called? Terrific twos? Yeah, I am sure that is what it is called.
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