Just too cute for her own good!
Guess what y’all!? 7daytrial went and had herself a baby! A girl baby! A REALLYFREAKINCUTE girl baby! And I guessed her weight and length in the baby pool!
See!
Isn’t she just a doll? I want to kiss those little cheeks like no one’s business. Well this child deserves a kick ass baby shower, and living hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of miles away is not going to stop me, the best baby shower thrower this side of the Mississippi! We are going to use technology and have us a shower, hosted by JHJ and Me. The people who live nearish to Vegas are going to go to 7daytrial’s house. The people that live nearish to Hometown are going to come to my house. People who live else where will stay at home and participate online. We will use web cams, and speaker phones, and IM and it will be GREAT.
Want details so you can come? Email me at heyyou at thehuckablog dot com
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I love being a wife. I love almost all my roles in this little life of mine, but wife is one of my favorites. I like having a partner, and friend who is always there, a um, you know those husband and wifely type things person, a better half, a confidant. I am really, really, REALLY missing him right now. I miss reaching over and touching his shoulder while we are both just falling asleep. I miss teasing him about his David Bowie hair before he takes his shower, I miss the way he smiles, rolls his eyes, and says “Good Grief” at my punny jokes. I REALLY miss the way he does half of the parenting-the good, the bad, and the ugly.
I could never be a military wife. Yes, our soldiers should get every accolade, but their wives? They are the ones holding all the important things together on their own. One week, and I am a mess.
I am sorry that I did not get up a Father’s Day post, I have been living in a FREEZING hotel pool with a little fish who begs to go swimming every five minutes. Apparently the scare at my first cousin once removed’s (I think? My Dad’s first cousin?) pool did not scar him too badly. (short version of that story–Son fell in a really cold pool. Man jumped in and pulled him out. Son was scared, but not hurt. He cried. I cried. I hugged wet man. Man ruined cell and his cigs. Should not have been smoking anyway.)
I did spend Father’s Day with my dad, and Grandpa–and talked to The Husband and FFiL –I hope all of the other Daddies out there had a great day.
Tomorrow we are going to Hersey Park, and then Wednesday we are flying home. Pennsylvania has been pretty nice, I was disappointed not to see the Schrute Beet Farm.
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Guess who figured out the WiFi at the Hotel!? ME! This is going to be quick because I have to finish packing for the second leg of our trip. So far my impressions of up state New York? These Yankees are NICE y’all! Like really, really, nice and so accommodating. Also? THE FOOD IS FREAKING AMAZING. Yes, southerns can cook, but it is pretty much all in the same genre. But here? Not only are the people incredibly diverse, but so is the food. Greek gyros and spiedies, Italian vodka chicken, Sicilian “Hot Pies” (which are just awesome pizza) and yeah. I am STUFFED.
No drama from traveling with everyone yet…but we are in a separate building. And car. And I never let The Son sit next to my Grandpa. So basically they are hardly aware the other one is even on the trip.
The Son has been very two this week, obstinate is hardly even the word. He has been pretending about everything for ages now. He is never just The Son, he is in character, and he demands that everyone else play along at all times. We had a connecting flight in Detroit and while sitting in the terminal an elderly gentleman approached The Son and started to talk to him.
Old guy: “How old are you young man?”
Son: “I TWO!”
Old guy: “Two? I have a granddaughter just your age. What is your name?”
Son: “Lightning McQueen.”
Me: “Your name is not Lightning McQueen. What is your name?”
Son: “Dumbo! And you are Dumbo’s mama!”
Old guy: “Dumbo?”
Me: “He is just pretending, what is your name?”
Son: “Bob! And this is Wendy!”
Old guy: “Nice to meet you Bob.”
Me: *Sigh.*
He loves to pretend. Have I mentioned it is after one AM? And that I am supposed to be packing up for the rest of our trip? What was I talking about? Oh yes pretending. Right. He has been pretending he is a dog off and on for a year and a half. Sometimes he is a little more dramatic then others.
This is where Ellie has to sleep. This is a whole other post. A long one. Time for packing up Lightning-Dumbo-Bob’s toys.
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Clean off my camera week concludes with the second cutest face on the block. Although I am sure his Mama would disagree.
Tomorrow The Son, my parents, my grandparents, and I will be leaving for New York; leaving The Husband here alone. Take good care of him if you see him, remind him to eat his veggies and wear his mask and water my plants. I am bringing my laptop and there is supposedly WiFi, so I will update on Thursday hopefully. If you happen to be outside tomorrow and hear screaming coming from the sky, don’t worry–it just means the flight with my almost three year old and eighty something year old grandpa is not going so well. If it is followed by a big boom, it is just my head exploding from the horrible stares of our flight companions. If that were to happen– Ang gets the books, Cat gets the clothes, and Shoeshe gets the shoes.
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Clean off my camera week is still going since I missed a couple of days. Tonight’s subject is JHJ. A month or so ago I talked him into a little impromptu photo session, and I never got to show you dear Internet! There are MANY MANY things nobody knows about JHJ, myself included. UNLIKE me, who is an open book, and could not keep a secret if my life depended on it, JHJ likes his privacy–but I do know some interesting things.
1. JHJ used to have a really cute perfectly round mole on his right cheek, close to his chin. A mean kid teased him about it, and my parents let him have it removed when he was seven or eight. When people asked where he got the scar, he used to tell them he was in a car wreck. I wonder if he now regrets having his sweet little beauty mark removed?
2. He has always been really shy. He acts like he just gets easily annoyed by people (which is true) but he is mostly just uncomfortable talking to new people. Except on the phone. He (and me too!) has MAD phone skills.
3. He is great with children, and while I doubt he ever will be one, I think he would be an AWESOME teacher–unless he had to deal with their parents.
4. He used to color code the lighters when he worked at the store owned by CAT‘’s family. She would mess them all up just so he would have something to do while he was working. He did not appreciate this gesture.
5. He is afraid of the Aliens on Sesame Street that say “yup yup yup yup.”
6. He is probably really not pleased I used him as a blog post, but I think he is cute and like pictures of him, and it is my blog and I am still his bossy older sister and I can do what I want. So there.
She has never been too cool.
Clean off my camera week continues with ShoeShe demonstrating to two year old boys how to play in the sprinkler properly. She does a good job. One of my biggest pet-peeves are people who think they are too cool to be silly and have fun. She has never ever been one of those people.
My favorite part is H in the background wondering “What the heck is this “grown-up” doing?”
What grace. What form. She gets a 9.7 in the sprinkler jumping Olympics.
H is all “Lordy here she comes again, I am MOVING!”
Last time. Make it count, the Canadian judge is being harsh.
Awesome.
That red hair is just icing on a very cute cupcake.
Operation clean off my camera continues with Baby Arwen! Oh, this kid. I just love her. Because we have been traveling so much and since her Daddy is getting to stay home with her more, she is not quite as frequent here at the Huckablog World Head Quarters as she used to be. When she is here, you better believe that she is in front of my lens A LOT. The best part about this baby? We love her and get to play with her and hang out–but someone else has to pay for her college education.
Tomorrow night? Sprinkler fun.
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