Thursday, January 27, 2011

Christmas at the Big Lock's...

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It was very cute, we were all in the kitchen, doing stuff when someone looked over to see Davy, sprawled on his tummy, kicking his little feet and clasping his little hands as he gazed at his new toy, still in the box.

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This truck makes some music, and Davy LOVED it. He would jump around and dance wildly for the ten seconds that the music played. :-)

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Christmas Morning at the Lock's

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Can you guess what these are?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Did you guess right?

More Stuff!

St Nicholas Day!

 

St. Nick obviously knew that Chris wouldn't be satisfied with just toys... beer is a much nicer St. Nick present. :-)

The kids got some marbles, a bouncy ball, chocolate coins, an ornament and their letter cookies. Thank God for Cost Plus! :-)

Lia reading Davy 'Are You My Mother?' It amazes me how quickly she memorizes something if you read it to her a few times.

Nothing beats snuggling on the couch with your daddy and watching your favorite show...

Unless its snuggling on the couch, watching your favorite show and picking your nose!

Lia and Davy are always put down for their naps, but RARELY (if ever!) fall asleep as soon as they hop into bed. Instead they prefer to trot around their room, arrange their stuffed animals and play for a couple hours.

Upstairs in a chair

This masterpiece was a ceramic Minnie Mouse that Lia painted. :-)

Things of Christmas

I dragged poor Kate with me and the kids to the Christmas parade in Santa Cruz. I think Lia and I have gone for the last three years (so ever since she was born) and even though the forecast was threatening rain, I bundled up everyone and we trudged down to Pacific Ave. It did rain, quite heavily actually at times, but the parade went on and we sat around with umbrellas. :-)

These are things that we had around the house this holiday season that reminded me of Christmas...

Best thing EVER. They are essentially peppermint oreos dipped in dark chocolate and then sprinkled with peppermint. So horribly good. And they sell out every year. This past year I made the mistake of only getting two packages. Next year I shall start early and buy often. :-)

Romy is a new tradition. He is the Christmas Elf. :-) Aunt Cindy gave him to us probably two years ago but the kids never really understood about him until this year. He comes every year the day after Thanksgiving and watches the kids during the day to make sure that they behave well. Every night he flies back to the North Pole to report to Santa how they've been. And every morning he is in a different spot. Chris and I got a little tired of moving him around every single night... there aren't as many high up spots where kids can't reach as you would think!

 

From a while ago...

I am well aware that I have been very much absent from blogging. Basically the same ol', same ol'. I got busy with life, with photography (weddings, etc) and the holidays. But I'm TRYING to heave myself back into it... just slow goin'. :-)

 

 

This is a picture of Davy, crammed into Lia's baby doll bed.

RAIN!

And just to exhibit how tragically behind I am, this was a picture of Lia's birthday cake. I can't even remember if I posted about her birthday. Oy vey. I should go back and check...

 

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Playing with Daddy and Just Playin'

These shots were from a few nights ago after Chris got home and was trying to relax on the couch. Of course, the kids had no intention of really letting him do that...

 

Love this picture of Davy so seriously ''chatting'' with Chris about something important

Obviously Lia was feeling a little left out. Better get Dad's attention back on the one that counts...

Everyone then just settled down to snuggle

 

This morning as I was working on some pictures, I looked over to see that Lia had emptied every single toy box onto the floor but had lined them up. She had created a train. She and Davy are such imaginative little people. :-)

Monday, January 10, 2011

- 2010 -

Can't believe that I'm already writing another ''New Year's'' post. Granted, it is already one third into the New Year, but there was just so much that happened that I couldn't really stop and think about it all until just now.

::THANKFUL::

I am thankful. That is the overwhelming feeling I got from 2010. I am thankful.

I am thankful for my sister Kate.

This year, I saw her blossom into someone I never knew she could be. I have always thought she was wonderful and amazing. I know she's probably throwing something at the computer monitor right now but I'm just going to get all of this out. I'm going to pretend that its just me reading this. Otherwise it won't sound truthful. But back to what I was saying. I have always thought that my sister Kate was wonderful and amazing, but that she underestimated herself. This year, in 2010, she fought everything that life had ever put in her path. She completely reinvented herself, while keeping the very best wonderful parts of herself. She made huge strides in a life that would scare me. She rented her own place by herself. She got a job. She made dear, dear friends who love her. She put herself out there in every sense of the word. She has nothing to reproach herself for in 2010. She did everything well. She did everything right.
I am so so proud of her. She has come so far on a path that she carved for herself, and it was the right path. One that I never would have seen her walking, but now that I see her on it, I see that she knew the right path all along. I know that 2011 is going to be the very best year for her. She is heading in for a jaw surgery sometime within the next six months, and I think that after that, her life will change dramatically yet again, with another high point. I love my sister Kate. She inspires me to keep moving, be brave and stand tall.

I am thankful for my older sisters.

Annie and Emily are the road maps for which I live my life. I follow where they went, and hope I handle myself with the aplomp that that they have. They are my inspiration for so many aspects of my life. I am thankful for the countless phone calls poor Em answers just so I can vent to her.

I am thankful for my parents.

I am thankful for both sets of parents. Chris' parents have long ceased to be my "in-laws" and have become just my parents, and my family. There was joy in 2010. My father in law got a job. We went on a wonderful house boat trip. I spent countless hours chatting with my mother in law, shopping, laughing, planning. They've also showed me things that are harder to put into words. Patience. Unconditional love. Integrity. Honesty. The ability to always be the bigger person. I admire them for everything that they are, and who they are. I am beyond lucky to have them in my life, both for guidance, for laughs, and for family.

I am so thankful for my own parents this year. They are amazing. I don't even know where to begin or how to say it all. They both are the perfect compliments to each other. They fulfill the role of parent (and all that that implies) in every aspect. Gosh, this is sounding gooshy and mushy. I'm not meaning it too. :-) Whatever. I think I always think each year that passes that I will get older, wiser, and that I will stop feeling like I need them every step of the way. I've found that I use them every step of the way in my life. My dad's jokes. Advice. My mom's stories, ideas and thoughts. I go to them the same way I did as a kid, for advise, praise, swift kicks to the pants, comforting and love, and they are always there for each thing as I need it. That is pretty incredible when you stop to consider the seven girls ALL do this. :-)

My younger sisters.

I cannot BELIEVE how they have grown this year. It is absolutely, positively, shockingly scary. They went from being the toddlers in my mind, to young women. I'm not kidding you. Young WOMEN. Not older girls. YOUNG WOMEN. Did you hear me? I don't know where or when it happened, but I turned around and the babies I remember were gone forever and in their places were these amazing, incredible, lovable, fantastic women who I will count among my best friends forever. I won't even launch into their many good points, because its half past twelve am, and I need to wrap this up.

My babies.

I don't even know where to start. Where in the world would I be without Lia and Davy? I can't even picture my life without them. They are my everything. They are my breaths of fresh air. My yells of annoyance. My sighs of relief. My best medicine. My most annoying chore. Everything I do and everything that I am is tied up in those two little bodies. I love Lia's courage. Davy's joy. Lia's sharp mind. Davy's curiosity. They are both unique, and I can't help it, the very BEST kids in the whole entire world. I have yet to come across a kid who I think is better than those two. They are the most lovable, wonderful bundles of love and joy that I could have ever imagined. This year they learned to play with each other, annoy each other, help me, help each other, spell, count, cut with scissors, go to preschool, jump on their beds, sing and dance. They change every single day. Nothing compares to having Davy come and wrap his arms around my leg and say, "Know somethin' momma? I wuve you." Or Lia running up to me after preschool and knocking me over with a hug and her voice saying, "I MISSED YOU MOMMA!"

My husband.

Yeah, I'll bet you were wondering when I'd get to him. I just saved the very best for last. :-) As much as I hate to admit it. He tends to be right. Sometimes he has to drag me kicking and screaming, but he always always has my best interests and happiness at the heart of everything he does. I've never met anyone who was as selfless as he is. My mom always calls my dad her better half, and that's what Chris is. He's my very best half. I've never met someone who was as full of love, hopes, dreams, schemes and thoughts as he is. He always has information to share. Things to do. Places to be. People to love. I feel like this year, we settled into a comfortable groove together in our marriage. Somewhere along the way we got on the same page. LOL, it's only taken six and a half years. :-) If each year, a new version of him came out, the 2010 version was the very very best. :-) He got laid off from a job on a Tuesday in August, and by Friday he had a job offer in hand for a better company and a better job. Who DOES that? :-) My husband is wonderful. Amazing. And he's better than yours! Chew on that. :-)

me

Ha. I'm not thankful for me necessarily. But I've got stuff that I want to work on. 1) not to be so defensive. I don't know why but I still always assume that someone is attacking me when they are pointing stuff out. It's a sucky habit. 2) Take time to do things right. Cut out juice in our family. Shop at the grocery store and spend under $20 a time. Read more books. Go to the park. Go on walks. Don't watch TV. 3) Don't be lazy. That sort of is an addendum to #2. :-) 4) Go on an overnight date with Chris. Dude- we've been married 6.5 years. We've earned it. 5) Pay taxes on photography. For some bizarro reason I've got it in my head that when I pay taxes on my photography work, it will mean I've made it as a professional. LOL 6) Live, laugh and love. And yup, that's about it!

I suppose that this whole post could have just been summed up by saying that I am thankful for my FAMILY. Because that's really all that life is about, isn't it? To be loved? And the people who I love most, and who love me most are my family.

Here's to an amazing 2011.




Monday, December 6, 2010

Haha

Lia spelled her name out today on paper, and was showing it to Chris and I. I left the room to go get something upstairs, but downstairs what transpired made me laugh out loud once I heard the story.

LIA
Daddy- spell Grandma!

CHRIS
Well, that's who Grandma is too you, that's not her real name. What does Daddy call Grandma?

LIA
LINDA!!

CHRIS
Well, no, Daddy calls Grandma mommy.

((Lia's eyes widened with delight as she took this in, then she threw back her head and jovially laughed)

LIA
Ha ha ha!!! Daddy, you are the BABY in that family!!!

:-)


Also today, we were talking about going to see Big Duck. Big Duck was supposed to pick up Lia from the house, but Lia took such a late nap that by the time she woke up, it was too late for that. Lia was upset, so I called my mom and my mom suggested I bring both kids over.

ME:

Lia, would you like to drive and see Big Duck right now?

LIA : (in tones of hurt dignity)

But mom... I can't DRIVE that big car all by myself!!

ME :

Well Lia, how about if I drive you over?

LIA : (in tones of, how-very-stupid-are-you)

But mom, then Davy will be all alone by himself in the house.

:-)


Chris walked in to read the kids their bedtime stories, and he found Lia pulling on a pair of argyle socks. She beamed up at him, extended her fat little foot proudly and said,

"Daddy! How COOL are these socks?"


The whole point of this post is that Lia is awesomeness. :-)