Archive for the ‘picture this’ Category

Happy Easter!

Sunday, April 8th, 2012

Happy Valentine’s Day

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012

A Memorial Day Memory

Monday, May 30th, 2011

Happy Mother’s Day

Sunday, May 8th, 2011

Coversations of a Family Photo

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011

Me:  “Denise, can you take a quick Easter family photo with my I-phone?”

Mother-In-Law:  “I’m not sure how to work it.  Do I click, here?”

Me:  “Yup.  That’s where you click.”

David:  “Latham, take your hand off your eye.”

Me:  “Latham, take your hand off your eye.”

Latham:  “NO!  I ONLY WANT ONE EYE SHOWING!”

Me:  “Okay, let me hold him.  Latham, take your hand off your eye.”

Latham:  “NO!”

Latham:  “I ONLY WANT ONE EYE SHOWING.”

Me:  “Fine.  You can cover your eye, but you have to smile.

Me:  Did you get it, Denise?

Mother-In-Law:  “Oh yeah.  I got it.  I got all of it.”

“You’re a Size 4? Your Hips Look so Much Wider than That.”

Thursday, April 28th, 2011

“Wow,” she said to me, the cashier as I was buying a pair of pants.  “You’re a size 4?  Your hips look so much wider than that on TV.” 

When I worked in the news industry, I heard cringe-worthy comments such as that one every day.  But the best rude remark was from a random woman who called me at work to tell me she hated my hair.

“What did you do,” she screamed so loud I had to hold they phone away from my face.  “It looks like you cut it with a weed whacker!”

I was upset by it at first, but after years of anchoring the nightly news, I had heard it all – the good and the bad.  And I began to think of it as amusing.  I mean, you just never knew what someone would say, or when, or where they would say it.

“You know that girl on TV, Tasha,” a waitress asked me at dinner one day who obviously didn’t recognize me.  “I really like her.  She does a good job on the news.” 

I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief after that one.  I mean, no one had ever talked about me to me before without knowing it was me.   

It was then I realized the reason people felt they could talk to me like they knew me was because in a way, they did.  I came into their living room every night at 6:00pm and 10:00pm.  They probably saw me more than they saw their adult children or parents or grandparents.

It made sense.

It made sense to me as well that after years of covering the same people over and over and over again, I began to feel as if I knew them.

I was anchoring the weekend news the day Princess Diana died.  For weeks and weeks and weeks, I covered the accident.  I covered the investigation.  I covered the funeral. 

And I’ll never forget her two sons slowly walking behind her casket with their heads down.  Never.

Because I covered Princess Diana, Prince William, and Prince Harry for so long, I feel connected to them. 

I feel like I know them.

And I’ve watched the Royal family over the years.  And I couldn’t be more thrilled that Prince William has found love and is marrying Kate Middleton.  I hope the incredibly happy memories he makes tomorrow in Westminster Abbey will help soften the previous ones that happened there when his mother passed away.

David thinks I’m a complete nut job, but if I had Prince William’s number, I’d totally call him to tell him I believe he’s made a good choice and I’m sure if his mother were here, she would be so proud of him.

Because I feel like I know him.

But since the only place that relationship exists is in my head, maybe I’ll just buy some crap with his face plastered all over it. 

I think David would love the plate and tea cup set, don’t you?

The One About Easter

Sunday, April 24th, 2011

Neither of you could believe it with your baby blue eyes

But grandma’s backyard held a most colorful surprise.

Eggs sprinkled in the grass in yellow, green, and blue

Filled with special treats packed especially for you.

And the baskets you carried were  big, but not big enough

To hold all of your goodies and the rest of your fun stuff.

And the bags in the yard held something special for you boys

Such as trucks, cars, and buses and all sorts of fun toys.

But the best part about this incredibly special day

How excited you got searching for every single egg.

Every one you discovered was as thrilling as your first

You both were so happy, I thought you might burst.

Your dad and I had so much fun watching you and your brother

It was an amazing Easter morning – better than any other.

HAPPY EASTER!

Happy Easter!

Sunday, April 24th, 2011

The One About The Brothers Who Are Buddies

Monday, April 4th, 2011

The Brothers Who Are Buddies

 

From the minute you wake, you want to be exactly the same

You even wear the same shoes. “We have to,” you proclaim.

And when one wears a hat, the other wears one too

Even if it’s made out of paper – it doesn’t matter to you.

If you want vanilla but your brother orders a different flavor

It’s chocolate for you too, and every bite you slowly savor.

And if you swing on the bars, up too goes your brother

You say hanging out together is better than anything other.

After dinner and after bath, you always beg to stay together

You think two in the same bed makes sleeping so much better.

I love that you’re brothers and the bestest of buds, too

It is my greatest honor to be a mother to the both of you.

A Picture Perfect Day

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010

Josh and Jenny, the dynamic duo from Solar Photographers, have done it again.  I just love how the talented and charismatic couple captures my 3 stinky boys and me in such a fun way no other photographer can.  Here’s a peek at a few of my favorites from our photo shoot a couple weeks ago.  Enjoy!

The One About Santa 2010

Monday, December 6th, 2010

“My mommy said if I sit on Santa and smile, I get a cookie.  My mommy said if I sit on Santa and smile, I get a cookie.  My mommy said if I sit on Santa and smile, I get a cookie.” 

What must have been running through Latham’s mind as this shot was snapped of him and Kris Kringle at the mall this weekend. 

And, how awesome is this picture of Reichen?  It only took me 4 years to get one where he wasn’t screaming while sitting on Santa.  It was totally worth the wait.  Totally.

The One About Latham Sleeping While Standing Up

Sunday, November 28th, 2010

What happens when a tired two-year-old tries to play instead of nap.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 25th, 2010

From our family to yours,

Happy Thanksgiving!

And if you’re looking for a super fun project to do with the kids today, you’ve got to try this Candy Corn Turkey.  Reichen and Latham loved making them!

Candy Corn Turkey

Ingredients:

1. Ritz Crackers

2.  Icing

3.  Candy Corn

4.  Caramel Squares

5.  Hershey Kiss

Directions:

1.  Take 1 Ritz Cracker and spread icing all over it.

2.  Place 1 Hershey Kiss in the middle of the cracker.  The Kiss makes the body of the turkey.

3.  Take 4 or 5 Candy Corns and place them around the top half of the cracker.  The Candy Corns make the feathers.

4.  Spread icing on one side of a Caramel Square and place it on the base of the undecorated side of the Ritz Cracker.  The Caramel Square holds the Ritz Cracker upright.

5.  Place a dab of icing on the end of 1 Candy Corn and attach it to the peak of the Hershey Kiss.  The Candy Corn makes the turkey’s beak.

 

 

The One About An Accident And Ice Cream

Sunday, November 21st, 2010

I loose my breath when I see it.

His car.

And my mind whirls with what could have been.

And what if.

“Daddy’s car is smashed,” I hear them say.

My boys.

“More like totaled,” I whisper.

To myself.

We had to drive him to the tow place.

David.

To collect his stuff.

From a car he’ll never drive.

Again.

It’s impossible to say what happened.

Exactly.

But he had an accident. Friday night. On the highway.

At 65 miles an hour.

But he’s healthy. My husband.

His only injury:  a burn.

From the airbag.

That saved his life.

So we give thanks.  And count our blessings.

And then.

Eat ice cream.

Four Reichen

Tuesday, November 16th, 2010

Happy Birthday to you my most extraordinary little boy

Four years ago today you brought me incredible joy.

 

I couldn’t wait to meet you when I realized I was pregnant

I counted down the days including every single second.

 

The day you were born you made me a mother

A gift so rare I will never receive it from another.

 

You’ve changed and you’ve grown so much these four years

You wiggle your eyebrows and try to do the same with your ears.

 

You now like to draw and we practice all your numbers

And you’re such a big boy you no longer need diapers.

 

You’re super well spoken and know all your colors

You love to play cars and even share them with others.

 

You can brush your own teeth and always ask me to read

And when you laugh really hard you gasp when you breathe.

 

You weigh a whopping 40 pounds and your favorite color is pink

And you giggle like crazy when you show me how you wink.

 

Everywhere we go, people say you look just like your daddy

And you think it’s really funny when you smack your own fanny.

 

I can’t believe, Reichen Micheal, that you’re four years old today

And your dad and I just want to wish you a very happy birthday.