6 posts tagged “my naomi”

Naomi and Zoe had Rootbeer Floats for breakfast this morning.

Confession always makes me feel better. 

 

(Anitra- have you had that baby yet?)

 

Not much happened in my neck of the woods this Labor Day.

 

The most exciting was this-

And this-

 

 

And this.

 

 

and.....

 

You get the picture....

 

 

 

Zoe's shoes still aren't dry.

 

Remember my ice cream loving Naomi?

The one that created cheese ice cream?

 

Well, she's come out with a new flavor

 

 

Remember when I got her some beautiful ice cream art for her birthday last year, custom made by Diane Duda?

(to remind you...)

...When I visited her blog and saw this-

And absolutely loved it and had to get it for Naomi because she believes she is THE Ice Cream Queen.

Minus the hair though, right?

 So I emailed the artist and asked and she came up with this!

It goes without saying, Naomi loved it, it was by far her favorite birthday gift.

 

 

So imagine my delight to see this charming piece-

 

And guess what?! I can get this on a t-shirt!

When I saw She Believed In Triple Scoops, I commented on Diane's blog and said, "I must get that for my daughter on a t-shirt" (or something like that) and she added it to her t-shirts. Along with so many other cute things. You should check out her Zazzle shop!

 (just click on the word t-shirts above)

I've also ordered it as a little print to frame too, from her etsy shop.

So expect to see Naomi fashioning her new shirt in October. I can't wait to give it to her. She will love it.

 

I just had to share not just great art, but an awesome artist, who has been so wonderful to work with.  

 

 

 

 

 

Today is school picture day at the elementary school. Yaaay.

 No school uniforms. Bigger Yaaaay.

 Kids don't want mom to pick out their clothes. Booooooooooooooo.

Kids want to choose their own hair style. Double Booooooo.

I have to let them be free to choose or else I would be as bad as the school.  Boooo.

At least I'm not being hypocritical. Yaaaay.

 

So we practiced their smiles this morning.

Here is what they plan to have their pictures look like.

 

 

 

and...

Yaaaaay.

 

Saturday, with dirty muddy girls running in and out of the house, I kept hearing the words 'fishin' and one calling to the other 'let's go catch more fish'.

So I checked it out. 

 

 

 

Maybe there was also a little 'it's my turn to catch fish, "neighbor friend"' and then a little 'it's my net' and then a little 'it's our "mountain stream"'.

 

Can you spy with your little eye....

2 crawdads, 5 minnows, icky water, lotsa moss, 1 leaf....

 

Then the 'fishing pier' becomes a balance beam

I'm usually quite opposed to feet pictures on blogs. With the exception of baby feet.

I couldn't pass up sharing this though.

This Saturday morning, Naomi shoved her feet in my face and said, "Mom, meet my little friends!"

I thought you might want to meet them too.

 

 

In my house, we are pretty big fans of the Olympics.

It's weird because we don't watch sports on TV at all, until the Olympics.

 

And it's weirder that it's the Summer Olympics but my kids are in school. I remember when I was a kid we watched it during summer break.

 

But if you missed the men's 4x100 swimming a couple of days ago, you must check it out. (the worst recording but the only I can find here. )

 

There is nothing like a come back at the last second!

 

Plus it is always especially exciting after the smack talk from France. Although I have nothing against France, as some know I had a 3 day love affair with a guy from France. (Can I say love affair even if I didn't let him kiss me?) 

It's been cute to watch the Olympics with my children. Naomi is especially interested in the gymnastics because she is a gymnast. Check out one of her smooth moves here.

She's been educating us on some of the gymnastic terms and facts as we watch. She is getting a kick out of knowing more on a subject than the rest of the house.

And Zoe, she and Phelps have this thing in common... it's called- swimming..

Her two week swim lessons have made her the swim expert.

Look what she can do-

 

The funny thing about the Olympics is I'm more likely to get teary eyed watching it than at most any other occasion.

There is this thing about putting your heart and soul and blood and sweat and tears into your passion and having it show that gets to me, right in my heart.

I don't know why.

Because I have nothing in my life that relates to these atheletes.

 Not unless being a bench warmer counts.

A passionate bench warmer.

But a bench warmer just the same.