Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Bye, Bye, Camera!

Be sure to sing the title of this post to the tune of "Bye, Bye Birdie."  If you can do it on a treadmill with a fan blowing your hair you get bonus points. 

Now that that is out of the way, I am sad to announce that yet another camera has been sent up to electronic heaven here in the Hopper House.  We have a way with our cameras.  We love them hard, so therefore we simply cannot love them long.  It is just too exhausting. 

Once we get our new one this weekend, it will be our third in one year.  Yep, ONE year.  Apparently I do think that cameras grow on trees.  The saddest part, though, is that I lost this camera at THE cutest birthday party ever and had THE cutest photos of the kids on it.  C'est la vie

We were at Tanner's 5th birthday party (friend from t-ball) and he had several awesome water slides and inflatable water rides set up in his backyard.  Along with his swimming pool (cue forbidding foreshadowing music).  You may remember this post from last summer, but if you do, forget it.  It is a thing of the past and Jeremy has refused to go near the pool all summer.  So, I chose not to bring his floaties as I just KNEW he would avoid the pool and only play in the inflatable slide thing.  Which he did, for an hour.  Then, he convinced me and the one dad who was in the pool to let him swim.  He got on a raft thing and was having a grand ole time.  Meanwhile the dad got called to the other end of the pool to assist another kid, and Jeremy oh so quietly slipped right off of his raft.  Standing at the edge of the pool with Vi in my arms, I saw this happen.  I waited a second, somehow imagining he would spontaneously learn to swim, but then my mom-spidey-sense kicked in and I tossed Violet aside and jumped into the pool.  Fully clothed.  Camera in my pocket.  Jeremy was saved, I was wet, and the camera became the only casualty of the party (except maybe the pinata). 

All kidding aside, it was so quick, but kind of scary.  I remember watching his little face under the water, and it just did not come back up.  Scary.  Luckily, he was not at all traumatized by the event and when I took him aside and forbid him from going back into the pool, he agreed but had no idea why.  When he told Brian about it later (Brian had to work, so I am not as bad a parent as this sounds, I had both kids to watch), he simply laughed and said that he went under water. 

Well, Mr. Jeremy, do you know who is not laughing?  Our lovely camera, that's who. 

So, gentle readers, please close your eyes and imagine the adorable photos that will never be.  Close them tight and you can just make out Jeremy's Thomas trunks and Violet's pink ruffled suit as they played in the various water games at this amazing party.   Hopefully, I will procure a new camera this weekend so I can catch up with some photos of the new house (fully unpacked now) and document the kids on the 4th!

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Oops - Jeremy's 4th Birthday!

Sooo, I am a bad mom.  I just realized this week when I was searching for photos for someone that I never posted anything about Jeremy's birthday back in December.  Since I use this blog as my sole scrapbook/memory saving device for my family, it is virtually as if Jeremy never turned 4, had a birthday party, or was celebrated in any way.  Fail.

Needless to say (I hope), Jeremy did indeed turn 4, and he did have a fabulous birthday party. We let him choose his theme and for the second straight year he wanted a Thomas party.  Shocking.  I did not want to simply duplicate his previous train party, but nevertheless some elements and decorations did stay quite similar.
Invitation Front
Invitation Inside
Last year, we had the kids each paint a wooden train to take home.  Wanting to do something different and less messy this year, I had them do silly games like "Pin the Funnel on Thomas" and race their trains down the staircase banister to see if they could land in specific containers.  Dumb, but the kids LOVED it. And both activities were FREE since one of the amazing GAs at work hand-drew a poster of Thomas and some funnels for the game (I cannot find a photo - someone help me) and our Director at work gave me his son's old trains to give out as prizes for the kids.  Love it!
So glad we made this banner 2 years ago - now a family tradition!  Gotta love construction paper and glue!
A boy and his mom on his birthday.
Jeremy's baby sis and my baby sis  (she looks so little now)
He turned 4, so he got to have 4 friends (one couldn't make it) - that's the rule, and key to my sanity
Nothing better than a hug from Aunt Cheri
Blowing out the candles on the Thomas cupcakes
House full of people, house full of presents
More presents.  No, my child is not spoiled rotten - why do you ask??
Favorite memory - mid present opening, my boy stops all proceedings to read his new book.  THAT, my friends, is Jeremy.
And there you have it.  I am debating backdating this later and rewriting it so that is appears I actually did document this 6 months ago when I was supposed to. I will always know I forgot, but maybe it will save me an extra dose of guilt when he is piling it on at age 17.  What do you think?  ;)

Monday, June 18, 2012


Well, we moved!  I will have a full post later once the house is set up with photos of the new place, etc.  It was an insane week, as everything that could possibly go wrong did.  But, that is life and you deal with it.  We moved on a Wednesday, Violet and Jeremy were both sent home from school on Tuesday with suspected strep throat AND the car overheated for the second time in two weeks.

So, on Wednesday we had one car in the shop ($700 to replace a fan!!!), Jeremy back at school (he was not sick), and Violet with me "at work".  She had strep so she had to stay home, but we had no home.  Even though we technically have two homes, there was no home for my sick gal.  Luckily, I work in a residence hall that happens to be closed right now, so we camped out in the TV lounge and watched some cartoons, had a picnic in my office, and had fun being at work but not working since I had taken sick leave for the day.
In Massey Hall's TV Lounge
Meanwhile, Brian was with the movers moving everything out of our townhouse and into our house house.  Boxes, dust, and boxes have been our life these last few days.  Fun!  We are loving the new house, and Jeremy has already doused the driveway with sidewalk chalk, set up train tracks in the backyard, and been scolded for playing with the garage door.  Ah, the good times.

We also had a lovely Father's Day for Brian.  Last year, he got a bit shafted with me being in a postpartum haze for unpleasantness, and this year we were moving, but I was determined to make it a special day.  Jeremy and Violet prepared a few nice gifts, and I made our first real meal in the new house, complete with pasta, bread, and cupcakes.

Violet REALLY likes Father's Day.
And big thanks and love to my Father who remains a huge part of my life and who continues to take care of me even though I am too old to need it.  He is the best and I love him!

The weekend before we moved we went to Memphis to hang with family and I got some great photos:
Viley Boo and her Great Nona
Four Generations of Boldreghini Women
Aunt Dani Snuggles
Jeremy's Obsession with the Chocolate Fountain
Jeremy Reading Berenstein Bears to his Sister
Aunt Cheri and Mr. Ted
Pillow Fight and Giggles
It has been an extremely long few weeks, but we are now happily settled in our new home and are ready for visitors! 
Come on By!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Journey to the Center of Insanity

So this is one of those posts that probably no one will care about but me (especially due to the lack of photos).  I use this blog to capture moments in the kids' lives that I want to remember and treasure.  For Mr. Jeremy, we are having one of those moments right now, however silly and random it may be.  It would be a shame to forget his excitement and this moment in time is so full of imagination and wonder for him.  I love it.

It all started about three weeks ago when Jeremy was shopping with me for Violet's birthday.  He was being so good that I told him I would buy him something at Target as long as it was cheap.  He picked up the $5 dvd of Journey to the Center of the Earth.  It has a dinosaur on the cover and I think he was in a dino mood.  Who knows.  So, we bought it.  We then went home and he forgot about it for two weeks.

Fast forward to this past weekend when he saw it on the shelf and asked to watch it.  Life has not been the same since.
My little man can be summed up in one word: obsession.  He does not like things, love things, or become interested in things.  He is OBSESSED with things.  Trains, books, friends, whatever.  He memorizes them, stalks them, absorbs them, lives them.  You never can tell when it will strike, but when it does, it is something to behold.  Case in point: the little cow that could...
I never would have predicted this stupid movie (I mean, really, it stars Brendan Fraser for goodness sake) would be such a hit.  We watched it three times in one day after the initial viewing.  We have watched portions of it every single night this week.  He looks at me and says, "Can we play Sean?" with the same enthusiasm he usually saves only for his precious trains.  (Sean is the kid in the movie - and a tiny Peeta, who knew?)

We have built a cave in the living room, turned a party horn into a flair with which to light magnesium to create an explosion, used our plastic bats to swing away at the scary fish with huge teeth, jumped from rock to rock over the abyss just barely hanging on for dear life in the hallway, rocketed down Mt. Vesuvius while being pummeled with grapes, and mined for diamonds in the toy box before falling millions of miles to the center of the earth.

I love nothing more than to see him so excited and wrapped up in his own vivid imagination.  I have a rather active one myself, and it has been so fun to call out a scene or prop or action and have him jump right in without hesitation because his mind's eye can see it just as clearly as mine can.  Of course the hallway is actually a magnetic field of rocks that we have to cross at our peril.  What do you mean that is a couch?  Clearly it is a dinosaur skull boat that will return us to the surface after the geyser shoots us up the volcano.  Duh.
4 and a half years old is a magical time before self-doubt or insecurities set in and right as the brain is expanding exponentially with new words, ideas, and understandings.  Violet and Brian sometimes look at Jeremy and I like we are completely insane as we frantically wack at the man-eating fish with our baseball bats, but mostly they smile and grab a bat to join in on the fun.

And that is why I love my family.  

Saturday, June 2, 2012


Jeremy had his last t-ball game today and one of the lovely moms from the team, Donna, took these fun photos of me and Violet watching the game.  How nice is she?  How great are these photos?  How hard would it have been for me to brush my hair today or put on some makeup?

Thank you, Donna!!

And here is my t-ball champ with his trophy and game ball.  He really enjoyed playing on the team, and I am so glad we did it! Love these kids.