Children's Journals

This is my journal, with posts mainly about myself. If you want to see posts specifically about Maia or Liam, check out the links to their journals under the "My Interests" section on the right side of my blog page.

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Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Happy Halloween

Okay, I am really lates with this, but wanted to post pictures from our Halloween party. Yes, I cheated and back-dated this post. I've been busy. Heh.


.................... Captain Jack Sparrow


.................... Maia the Moogle


.................... Samurai


.................... Sally (from Nightmare Before Christmas)


.................... Old Man


.................... Mime


.................... Cat and Moogle


.......... Frontier Woman and Man in the Yellow Hat (from Curious George)


.................... General crowd (and Curious George)


.................... Robot


.................... Tron


.......... More general crowd (and a good shot of the family room)


.................... Ariel and Spiderman (wearing Ariel's hair)



I appologize to all those whose pictures I apparently didn't take. Somehow I am missing the entire Ramsdell family, and the Henderson family. I could have sworn I got pictures of everyone, but apparently not. So sorry.

Friday, October 28, 2011

Our Family

While at Daycare, Liam drew a picture of our family. I didn't actually realize he could draw something that could be identified as a person. Probably because I have never asked him to draw stuff like that while at home. Shame on me. But after seeing this, I totally want to see him draw more pictures.


Anyway, this is a picture of the four of us. Can you guess which one I am?
(Hint, I am not either of the two little ones...Liam and Maia...nor the one that is supposed to be Matt on the far right...heh)

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Nine

It's been nine years since Matthew and I got together on a beautiful Sunday in fall, in Ridley Creek State Park, and promised that we would live our lives with each other, through thick and thin, while our friends and family looked on. So much has happened since that time, it seems like forever. Things are a bit tougher now than either of us would like. But I look forward to so many more years ahead of us, because I love sharing my life with you, and I am sure we can work through those tough times.

Happy Anniversary, my love.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Precious

That's what life is. Just want to take the time to say that...to remind people to NOT take it for granted.

What prompted this? The death of a man and the potential for the death of a sibling. My sister was involved in a car crash earlier today. She is fine, but she could have just as easily have not been. She was driving to work in the morning on a major highway, and the car in front of her smashed into a delivery truck parked on the shoulder, where a man was changing the tire of that delivery truck. My sister tried to avoid the car spinning out of control, but she couldn't stop in time and slammed into the car. Her airbag didn't deploy and she slammed her chest into the steering wheel. Her car was towed off to be repaired and she was taken to the hospital in an ambulance to get x-rays, which showed her to be okay. She has bruises and seatbelt burns, neck and back strain, and she hurts a lot. But she is alive.
Which is more than can be said about the man who was changing the tire. My sister did not want to go near the man's body, but she said he the way he was laying didn't look quite right, and it looked like he might be missing one of his legs, and there was something a few feet away that looked like a boot but could have been more. She didn't get confirmation that he was dead, but she felt pretty sure that he was. Regardless, the picture below is the car that hit the truck and the man...



THAT kind of damage takes a LOT of force. And if the man was struck by this vehicle...well, I can't imagine him surviving. Just like that, a man's life is ended. Some idiot is not watching what they are doing on the road, they are distracted at just the wrong time, regardless of whatever it was that distracted them...and now a man is gone. His whole life, over...and the lives of whoever knows him, loves him...changed forever. While I was upset at my sister's ordeal, I was even more upset about this unknown man...the loss of a precious life that I didn't even know about before today. And you know what? My sister, and my mom, and my other sisters...they, too, were more upset about that than anything else. So I know other people feel that life is pretty darn precious as well...but still, it bears reminding. And so does paying attention on the road. And anywhere for that matter. Let's leave death up to mother nature, please.

To whoever that unknown man is...please rest in peace. And know that you are missed even by complete strangers.

Update on 10/13/11:
The man who was struck down was NOT killed, I am very happy to say. He does have life-threatening injuries and will lose both of his legs (and may have already lost one when he was struck), but he is alive. I am thankful that another life was not lost. His life will be completely different, but at least he has a life still.

Oh, and anyone who read the Courier Post article that was printed on October 11th, they got the information mixed up...it was NOT my sister who ran into the truck and the man. She was the second car involved. *sigh*

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Happy October!

I just wanted to welcome in my favorite month properly. A month of crisp air, blustery winds, crunching leaves under trees in a array of warm colors, the smells of woodsmoke and dry leaves and spiced drinks and apple pies. A month ushering in Halloween decorations and costumes, scarecrows and haybales, cornstalks and all things harvest.

Now, if it would only stop raining so darn much.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Another rememberance

I just wanted to take a little time to also remember, and respect, the passing of my paternal grandfather, Robert Ogbin. A year ago today he passed away...the last of four losses, and almost two months after the passing of his wife. He was the first one we expected to go, but was the last. I remember that it was hard to feel much sadder, after having gone through this feeling of loss three times already. And I also had hope at this point, as we knew that we were pregnant...that new life had sprung up in the midst of all the loss...much like new saplings push up from the earth after a forest fire. But I digress a little. I just wanted to say that I miss you, too, Grandpop. *sigh*

Friday, September 23, 2011

Happy Autumn

While I like all of the seasons in their turn, I think my all-time favorite season is Autumn. Although Spring is a pretty close second, and when I am sick of Winter, I definitely like it more than Autumn.

But, right now it’s September, and Autumn is being ushered in…so…Autumn is my favorite season. And today is the first day of Autumn. True, it’s not much different than yesterday (wetter) and won’t be much different than tomorrow, but it’s still the official start to Autumn. To brisk weather requiring light sweaters and hoodies and cardigans. To awesome woodsmoke smells and crisp wind scents (yes, wind has a scent when it is crisp). To red, orange, gold, yellow, and copper-colored leaves. To pumpkins and scarecrows and signs of harvest. To vivid blue skies and bright-white crisp-edged clouds. To chill breezes carrying smells of damp/drying leaves and hay in fields being prepared for Winter. To spiced drinks and hot teas and hot chocolate. To apple pies and pumpkin pies and…my favorite, pumpkin cheesecake. Yum! And to all the fall knitting that can be done, for now the weather is starting to become favorable to warm, knitted things. And that is truly something worth celebrating.


Happy Autumn, everyone!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Holy Hurricane, Batman

Never really thought I would be in an actual hurricane. I am never really in the south, where they usually hit, and any that do stray north usually die down significantly before they reach NJ. We just get some wind and rain, nothing big. But this time...wow. Hurricane Irene stayed a Category 1 all through the state, and we got a LOT of wind and rain. Enough that I got worried about things. Enough that I moved my car out of the drive way so that it wasn't parked under a tree. Enough so that I moved all patio furniture, outdoor flags, planters, trash cans, etc...to a more secure location. Enough that I got out the flashlights and camp lanterns and put them in strategic locations. Enough, even, that I filled two pitchers with water to store in my fridge, and I filled my bathtub with water, just in case.
I had wondered what to do about sleeping arrangements. There is a large maple that hovers over the corner of our house, over our bedroom. The trunk split only about 3 feet up from the ground, and so it has two large trunks that angle out from there, instead of one straight vertical sturdy one. If there was enough wind, maybe one of them would crack off, and land on our bedroom. There were a few gusts early on that got my heart racing. And then the tornado warnings started. Not watches...that started up earlier...9pm through 5am. But actual warnings, in areas nearby (plus near my sisters and my parents). I did NOT want to wake up in my bedroom as a tree was being smashed through it due to a tornado. The safest spot in our house, we've decided, is our computer/craft room, as it used to be part of the garage and it has no windows. After rushing in there, to the closet door frame, twice last night, I decided that there was no way I could sleep upstairs, especially with the kids up there. So, we cleared out the floor, pushed Maia's pack-n-play in there, threw in Liam's camping cot, and blew up our air mattress.

So...we slept in the computer room. Liam was pretty excited about it, since it was something new. He fell asleep pretty quickly, as did Maia. Given that we weren't in our bedroom where we would hear the wind shoving the trees around, and instead were near the AC unit, the sounds of the storm were mostly drowned out. So it didn't take me too long to fall asleep. Although it was well after midnight before we went to bed. I woke up a few times, and actually got up at one point around 4:30, to help get blankets for the kids, since it was now chilly from being so close to the AC unit. It wasn't as windy and rainy as we thought it would be, given that the eye was almost on top of us. I checked the latest warnings, and then quickly fell back to sleep.

In the morning we got up to survey the damage. Which was minimal. In fact, it was way less than what I thought we would see, given the projected wind speeds we were supposed to have. Just lots of leaves and dead branches on the ground. Nothing damaged or knocked over. I took a walk around the neighborhood later, but the only damage I saw was our local Wawa sign, which had been torn open.


Obviously I am glad that no one was hurt and that there wasn't any major damage to property and such. But...I guess I am kind of a little disappointed that there wasn't something more. You know..just a downed tree or two...NOT anywhere bad, like across a road or someones car or house. But something to point at and say "Look! Look what the storm did in MY neighborhood!". We didn't even have power go out, just a flicker that reset the clocks. Not that I want to be without power. I just feel like it wasn't as big a deal for us.

Not so for my sister Jackie, about an hour north. Her apartment is near a canal and there was a LOT of flooding there. It's a good thing she evacuated.
This is the back end of her parking lot, closest to the canal, taken today.

The water is up to the apartment building, and unfortunately there are apartments on the first level that are actually lower than ground level, lower than those grey air-conditioning units you can see there. They are totally flooded. Luckily Jackie is on the second floor.

Here is another shot of the flooding, taken at 7pm. The water has actually risen and come into the parking lot a great deal since the morning. Earlier the water was about 10 feet away from the green island you can see there, and now it's past it and submerging it a bit.

And shortly after Jackie returned to her apartment complex, this tree feel across the entrance into her parking lot. Luckily it fell into an empty parking spot.


Unbelievable. I've now lived through a hurricane. Though it was a small one compared to the ones that have been felt in the south. I can't imagine going through one of those. Here's hoping mother nature calms down for a while.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Shaky shaky....

So, I was pumping breast milk in the empty office at my workplace, and I had just finished up and was transferring the milk to the storage bags...when suddenly the door started rattling. I thought maybe someone was trying to get in. But then the walls started shaking and swaying as well, enough that I watched them in confusion, wondering what the heck was going on. Was someone doing work on the building outside, something that would shake the building? Our buildings do shake a little...when someone big walks down the halls, you can feel the floors bounce a little. People who bounce their legs nervously while sitting at their desks will shake the floor for several cubes away (totally annoying). But this was some huge shaking. I then realized that it must be something that we rarely have here in New Jersey...an earthquake.

Apparently Virginia had a 5.9 earthquake and we felt it way up here in NJ. In fact, according to the articles, it was felt as far away as Florida and Canada. And apparently Colorado had earthquakes yesterday and today. Crazy. Never really felt one like that before. At most I have felt some vibration in the ground, like a big truck passing by. But this...this was actual building SWAYING. Nothing bad came of it, for us anyway. No damage...just a loss in productivity as tons of workers starting chattering on about it (during and after the evacuation and return to the building) and where they were at the time and what they thought it felt like. I checked in on some friends/family that lived a bit closer, but I can't help but worry about those living right where it happened. Hopefully no one got seriously hurt.

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2011/08/23/magnitude-58-earthquake-hits-virginia-sends-shockwaves-throughout-east-coast/

http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/wilderness-resources/blogs/earthquakes-strike-virginia-colorado

Monday, August 22, 2011

My family

Just thought I would post the cute picture of my family (sans me, of course, given that I am the one taking the picture). There were a few takes, none of them perfect. Maia was smiling great in one, but Matt and Liam were blurry and Matt's head was cut off. Another had Liam and Matt smiling but Maia looking cranky. So this was the best of the bunch.



My loved ones...

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Happy Surprise Day!

Just felt the need to point out the fact that one year ago today, we were surprised to discover that we were pregnant. I woke up that morning, still recovering from our week-long camping trip, and preparing myself mentally for my grandfather's funeral service later that afternoon. As I was getting up, it occurred to me that I was late...that something should have happened while on the camping trip. I didn't hold out much hope that we were pregnant, considering it had taken us 2.5 years and a lot of help to get pregnant with Liam. No way that it could have just happened after only 2 months of being off the pill and not really trying. But Matt and I decided to take a test, just to see, figuring that if the miraculous HAD occurred, it would give us something happy to think about on such a sad day. And sure enough, we got our miracle...those two blue lines appeared, and we were just boggled. It had WORKED! We had actually gotten pregnant, no troubles, no months and months of heartache and struggle. And we had good news to share.

Because we only had that one test to go on, and no official bloodwork, and because it seemed to incredulous and almost not-real, we didn't tell anyone that day, aside from my mom. We decided to tell her, partly because I couldn't just keep it in and HAD to tell someone else, and partly because she was grieving over the loss of her father, and I wanted to give her something positive to think about, some hope for the future...that even in the midst of the losses we were suffering, something good had happened.
And now here we are...with a beautiful little girl who is almost 4 months old.
Happy Surprise Day...

Friday, August 12, 2011

Grandfathers...

I've thought all day about what I might want to write, in memory of my grandfather Oscar Semora, who passed away a year ago today. And once again, I simply cannot express in words how much I love him, how much I miss him, and how wonderful he was. I want to write something deep and profound, but I don't think that's one of my strong points. And nothing can really do him justice, really.
So I am posting, instead, many different quotes about Grandfathers, as a sort of tribute to him.
Also, here is a link to the post I made last year, containing many memories from his grandchildren, of their young lives with him.


Grandfathers...
It's such a grand thing to be a father of a mother/father - that's why the world calls him grandfather.

Grandfathers are just antique little boys.

Grandpas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever. ~Author Unknown

Grandfather-grandchild relationships are simple. Grandpas are short on criticism and long on love.

A grandparent is old on the outside but young on the inside.

Grandfather - a wonderful father with lots of practice.

Grandparents are similar to a piece of string - handy to have around and easily wrapped around the fingers of their grandchildren.

A grandfather is a father who has a second chance.

A grandfather is a little bit parent, a little bit teacher, and a little bit best friend.
Perfect love sometimes does not come until the first grandchild. ~Welsh Proverb

What children need most are the essentials that grandparents provide in abundance. They give unconditional love, kindness, patience, humor, comfort, lessons in life. And, most importantly, cookies.

Our grandchildren accept us for ourselves, without rebuke or effort to change us, as no one in our entire lives has ever done, not our parents, siblings, spouses, friends - and hardly ever our own grown children.

When a child is born, so are grandfathers.


(I love you grandpop....so very damn much)

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Another sad anniversary

Today marks the one year anniversary of the passing of my great grandmother, Gladys Semora. As mentioned a few posts ago, she was the second of four relatives to pass away in a very short amount of time. Less than one week after my grandmother passed away.
I am way too tired to think clearly and say anything too meaningful, and given that she lived in Arkansas, I didn't really see her all that often, so I don't feel I knew her as well. I last saw her in February of 2008, right before Liam turned one. *sigh* Still, I miss her, and I wanted to pay my respects to her memory.

*bows head*

Monday, August 1, 2011

Belly Flop

Maia's done it twice now this weekend, and come close many other times during that same period. We've laid her on her back to play or to sleep, and she has curled to her side many times, for the last few weeks. Last night, I put her to sleep on her back. This morning she was asleep on her belly. She rolled over! And that was the second time in the last three days. On Saturday, she was on her back on the playmat and rolled over as well. She has been curling onto her side a lot when on her back, and will even roll onto her belly, but her lower arm is still under her, so she never really quite makes it fully, and ends up flipping back onto her side and then back. She managed to get her arm bent under her before rolling onto her belly, and that allowed her to go over completely and end up in a sphinx pose. We thought it was just luck, and maybe it still was, but considering that this morning was asleep on her belly, with both arms free and hands near her head, she apparently managed to do it again...overnight...while sleepy.
YAY! Our little girl is growing up! Of course, now I am worried about her being on her belly while sleeping. I am hoping that she soon learns how to roll from her belly to back. That is actually supposed to be what happens first, but...oh well...guess no one told Maia that.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Pirate Cruise

On Friday, we went on a Pirate Cruise in Wildwood. I already typed up a post on Liam's blog, since he's the reason we went. Check it out for the full details and pictures. But here's a picture of him with Captain Jim, Captain of the Dark Star pirate ship.



(if the link above doesn't work, copy-paste the URL below to get to it:
http://ldmjournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/drink-up-me-hearties-yo-ho.html)

Friday, July 29, 2011

One Whole Year

I had wanted to post this much earlier in the day, but a good portion of it was busy with a trip to the shore (we went on a pirate cruise in Wildwood), and then trying to recover from the trip. I had hoped that my mind was be a little less exhausted for this, but alas, it's not, so this won't be as eloquent as I would like it to be.
Today, July 29th, marks one year since my paternal grandmother, Gladys Ogbin, passed away. Before that, I had not really experienced the loss of a close loved one, only distant relations. And up until that day, I still had all four grandparents, and a great grandmother. But my grandmother's unexpected passing was the beginning of a chain of losses...my great grandmother, my maternal grandfather, and ending with my paternal grandfather. And leaving me with only one grandparent left, my maternal grandmother. I still remember this day a year ago. Getting the call from my mother sometime around 6am, already knowing it was bad news and figuring it was one of my grandfathers...one of them having been in a state of bad health for a few years in a nursing home and having lasted longer than we had expected (lost him September 24th)...and the other deteriorating from cancer for about a year and close to the end (lost him August 12th). But no, it was my grandmother, who had been admitted to the hospital a few days earlier and was expected to start dialysis as a result of kidney failure. No one had expected death to come instead, at least not so soon. I remember calling out of work and heading to the hospital, to say goodbye to her in my own way. I remember seeing her lying there, my first close up look at death, and feeling like it just wasn't real...that suddenly the warmth would come back into her expression, that she would suddenly open her eyes and say something. I remember the tears, the hugs shared with my sisters and parents, and the moments spent comforting one another.

I am too tired to say anything more deep...but...I miss you, Grandmom. I want you to know that I consider our baby daughter Maia, conceived right around when you passed from this world, to contain part of your spirit, part of your life...as one ends, another begins. I think of her as a special gift given as some consolation for the life lost...for the lives that would be lost in the coming weeks. Nothing can replace those lives lost, but that little miracle (unexpected miracle) made the losses more bearable.
Love you, Grandmom...with all my heart.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

A piece of history lost

Well, a piece of my history. I found out today that yesterday, July 12th, Richard "Koz" Kozlowski passed away, at the young age of 57. Koz, as he was known by students and teachers alike on campus, was my college Physics professor. He was an awesome teacher, one-of-a-kind, fun to be around and pretty darn smart. I would have to stay that he was my favorite professor at Susquehanna University. I remember his classes, and the Physics Society, and the "Knowledge Zone". I remember tie-dying shirts in one of the labs and I am pretty sure I still have that shirt packed away in my attic as memorabelia (I am tempted to go get it down and wear it now). He used to call me KRO, due to my initials, and I always liked that nickname. I remember the first time I met him, before I even decided to go to SU, at a meet-n-greet...that's when he did his schtick of writing his entire full name on the board while explaining each of the parts...and then erasing everything but the 'K', 'O', and 'Z' and telling us to call him that. I remember the Physics trips that were 75% just fun stuff and 25% physics stuff thrown in. I think my favorite memory of him was my first Physics trip, up to Woods Hole, Massachusetts...we had gotten a few "night-vision" type goggles as souvenirs from a research facility up there and during a stop at a local McDonald's, Koz and number of the students jumped out of the car wearing the goggles and toting super soakers and proceeded to have a water fight in the parking lot, which caused some concern on the part of passers-by who didn't know who this tall, scruffy man wearing a black shirt, combat-style boots, weird goggles and a super soaker was.

I was hoping to see Koz again in a few years when I go back for my 15-year reunion (or sooner if I managed an earlier visit). I am saddened to think he is gone, and considering that in just over two weeks it will have been one year since my grandmother passed away (starting the chain of lost loved ones all within two months of each other), it's especially hard to think about. I am not ashamed to admit there are tears.
I could write a lot more, probably, but it's late. So I am reposting the information that is listed on the Susquehanna website, since I am assuming that a link to the page would eventually become a dead one whenever they finally remove the page.
For those that knew him...we were the lucky ones.



Richard “Koz” Kozlowski ’75, longtime professor of physics at Susquehanna, died on July 12, 2011, in Arizona. He was 57.

Known as “Koz” by colleagues and students, he was a beloved teacher, known for his accessibility and his willingness to serve as a mentor to his own students, as well as those from other disciplines. His commitment to teaching was recognized in 1989 when he received the Christian R. and Mary F. Lindback Award for Distinguished Teaching (now The Susquehanna University Award for Distinguished Teaching). A year earlier, he was recipient of The John C. Horn Distinguished Service Lectureship.

Also a disciplined researcher, Koz is credited with Susquehanna’s involvement in the University of Arizona’s NASA Joint Venture project, which partnered Susquehanna faculty with University of Arizona astronomers. He often took students to Arizona to participate in the research.

He was the consummate faculty member, who believed in putting students first. Koz’s approach earned him the respect of his students and his faculty colleagues. He was beloved and his death creates a void for the university community.

Calling Koz a classic faculty member, Terry Winegar, dean of the School of Natural and Social Sciences, said he was “an especially dedicated teacher, an exceptionally active researcher, and a tireless advocate for the academic program and shared faculty governance. Most importantly to me, he was a member of our community who recognized that Susquehanna was first and foremost an academic institution. As a faculty member, he was the kind of role model that can continue to be an inspiration to us all.”

Samya Bano Zain, assistant professor of physics, called Koz an “institution within an institution,” remembering him as a fierce advocate for shared governance and academic quality. “He had a way with words. No matter what was going on, he made you feel better.”

Former student Jeff Ries ’86 said his onetime teacher and longtime friend left a lasting impression. He first encountered Koz when he visited campus to register for classes. Hesitant about a daunting class schedule, he asked Koz, who served as his advisor, if he believed it was too much. “He told me ‘you can do anything you want in life, you just do it.’ All through my life, I’ve taken that approach. Koz provided me with guidance for a career, but more importantly, for the overall game of life.”

Professor of Physics Fred Grosse and Professor Emeritus of Chemistry Tom McGrath recalled Koz as a onetime student-turned well-respected colleague. “When he came back to campus to teach, I retired as department chair and put him in charge,” Fred said . “He then took me by the hand and directed me toward astronomy and the program at the University of Arizona. … It provided a great opportunity for a small school like Susquehanna to be involved in world-class research.”

Tom McGrath said Koz was a good student who was a loner as an undergraduate, but became very available to students once he stood at the head of the classroom. “He was a down-to-earth person who always had time for his students.”

The original “knowledge zone,” a space where students and faculty could interact with each other, can be credited largely to Koz, according to Don Housley, who served as dean of the former School of Arts and Sciences. “He accepted them (students) where they were and encouraged them to grow. He was somewhat unorthodox in his approach, but he was honest and unpretentious and spent a lot of time with students. And many of his former students have met with success.”

Friday, July 8, 2011

Welcoming another new little life!

So, less than two weeks after friends of ours had their baby daughter, a second set of friends just welcomed their baby into the world as well. Their daughter Amelia (who was a surprise, since they didn't want to find out the gender) was born at 3:15pm yesterday, July 7th, weighing 6lbs 9oz and measuring 20". I've seen pictures of her and she is definitely a cutie (I know, all babies are cute, but some are definitely cuter than others). Again, not going to post a picture since I haven't gotten permission yet.
I wonder when we will meet her. I also think it interesting that our Maia weighed more than these two recent baby girls, considering how small I am. Heh. Never thought she would be the heavyweight of the babies.

I am hoping we can find time to see our friends more, since our daughters will all be so close in age. They would do great playing together.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Fourth of July weekend

Hey, just wanted to post some of the pictures from this weekend, pretty much all of them with the kids in them. Saturday we just did things around the house, but I introduced Liam to our sprinkler. It took a little bit to get him brave enough to try it out, but once he found out how much fun it was, he was running all through it.




On Sunday we went up to Jackie's place and hung out. The plan was to go to a nearby park and have fun outdoors, sitting under a huge tree, grilling, walking around the gardens/aboretum onsite, walking nature trails, etc. And celebrating my parents birthdays. But the weather decided not to cooperate, so we spent it indoors, in Jackie's apartment, grilling out on her little back stairwell. During a lull in the rain, we attempted to go to the park to see the gardens, but it started raining again as soon as we got there, so after about 10 minutes we had to turn around a leave anyway. I only got one picture the whole time I was there, of my Aunt Cindy holding Maia for the first time. (sorry that it's not all that flattering)



On Monday we had a BBQ at our place and the weather did cooperate for that. We had a good crowd over, but most of the pictures I took were of the kids (they are so cute, it can't be helped). Here the little ones enjoyed Liam's inflatable pool (I always hem and haw about whether to set it up for these parties, and every time it gets a lot of use, so it's always worth it...so I need to just remember that).



This time Liam and Xander DID have the same exact swimming gear on...just like twins.

The little cutie in the middle is Julian, the son of Jeremy and Rita. He has a great smile and I wish I saw more of him. He is a month older than Cole.


This is the one shot I have of the rest of the crowd, without kids. It's mainly Sam talking to Rita.


And finally, a few shots of people enjoying the big pool.


Saturday, July 2, 2011

Hummingbird Moth

Today, while out in my garden, I spotted a hummingbird moth. I don't know that they are rare, but I know I only saw my first one just a few years ago, and have only seen a handful since then. And since I hadn't heard of one before I spotted it and found out what it was, and most other people have no clue what they are (or that they exist), they always seem rare to me. So I think of them as special. I got a picture of this one, which I believe is a Snowberry Clearwing variety.


Interesting looking, aren't they. Apparently when they fly around, they are often mistaken as a hummingbird. I've mostly seen them at rest, and they look more like a weird bumblebee to me, due to the coloration. I've never seen any of the other varieties, only this kind. But I love seeing them. And so, now you know that hummingbird moths exist and what they look like. I am hoping to see more of it.