Wednesday, April 11, 2012

my mom and husband keep telling me i need to start a blog..

..so here goes.  its pretty simple right now since i have no real idea how to "fancy up" a blog.  i managed to get a template done and now im posting..so eventually perhaps i can spruce it up.  i would like to add pics..personalize the layout a bit..well a lot..more..but this took me long enough to manage to accomplish.
not sure the direction this blog will take..ideally it will focus on my kids, my pets, my kids, my family, my kids, and just the randomness that comes from my mind from time-to-time.  i need an outlet honestly..something to force the creative juices to start running again in my mind..i have a ba in pre-professional english studies and then one in psychology for crying out loud. 

point to note:  in casual writing i punctuate poorly and i never capitalize..its a thing..its not going to go away.  i think it has to do with writing so many college papers and assignments its my way of rebelling.

so here goes:  im 28 again again..coming up on my fifth wedding anniversary on july 7..have 2 kids:  dalton thomas will be 4 on june 26 and chloe seven rene just turned 2 on november 11.  my husband and i got married 7-7-07..on purpose..it was the plan since craig biggio started playing baseball for the astros..well really when he went from #4 to #7. 

our anniversary is 2 days before my parents wedding anniversary, my sons birthday is 2 days before my brothers, and my daughters birthday is 2 days before my moms.  yes i picked the birthdates..but my brother pinpointed on the date extraordinariness! 

we have 3 dogs..2 brussels griffons, sullivan and tuesday, and 1 westhighland white terrier, wallace.  they cause terror on a daily basis!  we love them.  my beloved avery passed away in feb 2010..ill save that for a day when i can sit and cry posting all about her.  my husband is deathly allergic to cats..we have 2..they came with the package..hes counting down the days until they die.  joking..he loves cats..just cant coexist with them.  weekly allergy shots are slowly helping.

my son, dalton thomas..he was named after his 2 grandfathers..thomas came from my side of the family..my brother, my dad, my dads dad..and im sure further down the line than i can even comprehend.  dalton is the most inquisitive, curious, hard-headed, intelligent, charismatic, enigma of a boy you will ever meet.  seriously..we have documentation from 2 professionals that he is an enigma.  he goes at 100% all day..his mouth rarely stops running..his mind never stops working..and we all love him for it..but he wears us down..daily.  i wouldnt ask for another boy..i love dalton way too much.  he has taught me in his not-quite-yet 4 years to be confident in myself..my decisions..my opinions.  he has long hair..is quite pretty..often gets called a girl but it doesnt bother him.  he now tells people himself that he is a boy (imagine those looks!).  he has a fan club in his old class at school..the girls love him (both young and old).  his life revolves around his bike, wallace, hot wheels, cars 1&2, the toy story trilogy, puzzles, phineas and ferb, running, moving, being outside, and asking questions.  i am amazed with him more and more every day.  he loves to learn..yearns to know more..but is the most outdoorsy, athletic, tough boy you could ever imagine.  no seriously.  case in point:  he was at a birthday party last march, dancing around with a friend of his, slipped, went face first in to a concrete bench..broke off 1/3 of his front tooth..he cried because he wanted to see the elephants before we left the zoo.  there is so much to him..i hope to capture the amazing things he says here on a daily basis.


chloe seven rene..the baby..sister..mister sister..chlo.  her namesake is chloe sullivan from smallville (yes my dogs name is sullivan..chloe sullivan was/is my hero..smallville was/is an obsession).  rene is my moms middle name.  seven..well thats obvious.  im lucky i managed to find a guy who not only loved me..was willing to get married on a very specific day..and then let me give my daughter a # for a middle name.  she is the laziest girl you can imagine..was born that way.  she caught pneumonia when she was 2 weeks old and spent 2 weeks in nicu.  the doctors didnt think she was going to live..she was so tiny..and so sick.  she fought through and came out unscathed.  its tough to go back to that time in my life..so i prefer to leave it at that.  chloe sees life in pink.  thats how her dad puts it.  she loves barbies, singing, pink, hello kitty, candice from phineas and ferb, pink, jelly bellys, goldfish, sally from cars, and giraffes.  she has loved giraffes from the moment she was born im convinced.  on a shopping outing with her and my mom to nordstrom when chloe was maybe 6 months old my mom picked up an eric carle hungry caterpillar doll (very colorful and inviting for a baby) and a blah giraffe.  chloe ripped the giraffe out of her hands!  from that moment on our lives have been engorged with all things giraffe..from the actual animal to the print.  if its giraffe..we probably have it or are planning on getting it.  chloe loves to sing..katy perry specifically.  she can sing a song after hearing it a couple of times.  you cant understand half of what she says..but that girl can sing..keep tune and pitch.  its one of the things i love about her.  she loves to sleep..seriously..its probably her favorite thing to do..right under shopping.  shes a hot mess..in every sense of the phrase.  she is demanding, lazy, loud, mean..sweet, loving, honest, hilarious, clumsy..she is wonderful!  she will one day wear a pink dress and dress shoes..the next day her brothers old camo pants a cars tshirt and a tutu.  she has a sense of style that is unbridled.  she has taught me to dance when i want to..sing when i want to..live in the moment. 


so thats my little family in a sortof nutshell.  theres so much to say..so much background..im going to try to bring back amazingness from the last 4 years because lets be honest..life before kids wasnt life.  well see how that goes.  right now i gotta jet..puppy wont get off of daltons little giraffe blanket.

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