Greetings from the Southwicks!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Snacktime

I unpeeled a banana this afternoon.

I noticed it had a little bruise and recalled the long drop it had suffered from my careless hands to the bottom of the grocery cart yesterday.

I felt guilty. . . and a little sad.

Then I ate it.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

. . .to be ball-y. Cameron has started his rookie season in the Wildomar Little League. He's on the Padres, (inspite of all his Phillies gear. That's just because he is Roy's son.) and couldn't be more excited. The practices have been entertaining so far. Everyone runs wherever the ball goes. It looks a little more like soccer or football, but I'm sure they'll get it by the end of the season! Maddie is playing softball. She's loving the game, and the uniform. Maybe I'll post a picture sometime in the next six months!

Brenna's Brain

Brenna often entertains us with her thoughtful wisdom.

"If we got a dog, I wouldn't name it Broccoli because if it ran away and we missed it I would say, "Mom, I want Broccoli" and then you would just give us broccoli."

But wait, there's more. . .

The other night we were watching television and there was a commercial on for the new iphone and this is what I heard:

Maddie: It seems like everything that is cool has an i in front of it, iphone, ipod, itunes. . .

Brenna: . . .ihop.

You may have been wondering. . . but probably not.

Yup, we celebrated Christmas at our house too. Yeah, I know that was way back in 2008; did you wanna see the pictures or not?

I love this mess. It's filled with so much excitement, thought, anticipation, love and joy. There was some stress too, but that was easily wiped away with their smiles.

Our little darlings woke up quite early and quite excited. I felt like I had only been asleep for two hours, roughly, of course. So we sent them back to bed. Actually I think Daddy was jolly enough to go with them to the living room to see that indeed Santa had come and then it was back to the dancing sugar plums for everyone. Apparently, Cameron couldn't get the image of that giant wrapped present with his name on it out of his head. He told us later that when he went back to sleep he dreamed that two elves jumped out of it. He didn't seem disappointed though that it was a new big bike instead of a pair of Santa's helpers. (Although the elves might have been a good gift for me, if they can clean as well as they build.)