What a hit! There were model trains that could pull passengers- and Thomas was pulling one!
Vake thought he had died and gone to heaven...
And there were tons of model trains- both outdoor and indoor.
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Medford Train Museum
Obviously, we are always looking for fun activities that keep the boys busy and moving. This weekend, I saw that the Medford train museum was up and running. We had no idea what it would be like. We decided to chance it and head to Medford, about an hour away, and give it a whirl.
What a hit! There were model trains that could pull passengers- and Thomas was pulling one!
Vake thought he had died and gone to heaven...
And there were tons of model trains- both outdoor and indoor.
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What a hit! There were model trains that could pull passengers- and Thomas was pulling one!
Vake thought he had died and gone to heaven...
And there were tons of model trains- both outdoor and indoor.
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Sunday, September 22, 2013
Soccer star!
Guess who had his first soccer game this weekend? With Coach Eric? And they won! The final score was either 5-3 or 6-3, but no one was actually keeping score all that closely....
Here is my little soccer star before the game started...
...and the main benefit of having your father coach the team is that you get your pick of the numbers, and of course we picked 8. And note too that the soccer socks are red (that's my favorite color, mommy) and his cleats are blue (that's my action-paction color) (who in the world knows what that means...)
We had Gil with us, who was dying to take the field with his brother.
A close-up of the great number 8.
Waiting on the sidelines. Coach Dad's philosophy on rotations during the game is pretty straightforward: he plays the same five children for one 6 minute quarter. Six minutes is longer than you think.
Here is number 8- he definitely is trying to figure it all out.
Happy coach and boys at the end of the game.
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Here is my little soccer star before the game started...
...and the main benefit of having your father coach the team is that you get your pick of the numbers, and of course we picked 8. And note too that the soccer socks are red (that's my favorite color, mommy) and his cleats are blue (that's my action-paction color) (who in the world knows what that means...)
We had Gil with us, who was dying to take the field with his brother.
A close-up of the great number 8.
Waiting on the sidelines. Coach Dad's philosophy on rotations during the game is pretty straightforward: he plays the same five children for one 6 minute quarter. Six minutes is longer than you think.
Here is number 8- he definitely is trying to figure it all out.
Happy coach and boys at the end of the game.
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Sunday, September 15, 2013
It is the little things
Slowly but surely, we're starting to get things settled. It would be nice if we could sell our house in Richmond. But I've got to believe that's going to work out for us.
We're hitting a rhythm though. I've got laundry machines. Vake's in school. And I got the great news yesterday that I am pretty close to getting admitted to practice in oregon- it looks like I just need to take some cle credits.
On Saturday, we walked down to the farmers market. My little one loves strawberries....
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We're hitting a rhythm though. I've got laundry machines. Vake's in school. And I got the great news yesterday that I am pretty close to getting admitted to practice in oregon- it looks like I just need to take some cle credits.
On Saturday, we walked down to the farmers market. My little one loves strawberries....
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Saturday, September 14, 2013
First day of school
Finally! The Internet is hooked back up and I can now post to the blog using the iPad and pictures that I take on the iPhone now synch to the iPad. Feels as though a new era has dawned.
Without further delay, here are the pictures of the first day of school at Roosevelt Elementary! Vake is going four mornings a week- he starts relatively early- at 815. Unfortunately, that also means that he's done by 11.
I am saying cheese, mommy.
The craziest thing (also best) about this school is it is on the next block. Yippee. So on the first morning of school, we walked the block and a half.
We stopped at the corner.
And like that, another year begins!
There's a sweet mural of storybook characters in the hallway.
And here is a portrait of Teddy himself!
And he didn't even notice my leaving.
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Without further delay, here are the pictures of the first day of school at Roosevelt Elementary! Vake is going four mornings a week- he starts relatively early- at 815. Unfortunately, that also means that he's done by 11.
I am saying cheese, mommy.
The craziest thing (also best) about this school is it is on the next block. Yippee. So on the first morning of school, we walked the block and a half.
We stopped at the corner.
And like that, another year begins!
There's a sweet mural of storybook characters in the hallway.
And here is a portrait of Teddy himself!
And he didn't even notice my leaving.
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Friday, September 6, 2013
And we're still unpacking!
It feels never ending but I actually think we are starting to get there. Nothing's on the walls yet ( with the exception of the rob Tarbell- just because there happened to be a hook on the wall. But the good news is that there's not really a room now that looks like an insane person lives here.
I've got all the boxes empty. We actually did amazingly well in terms of breakage. Casualties include one wine glass and some candlesticks. Not too shabby.
What am I doing? Well, while I am waiting for admission to the Oregon bar, I am trying to get the house cleaned up, get the yard cleaned up, and I am doing a lot of grocery shopping, meal planning, trips to the playground, and supervision of small people.
As soon as I get the Internet hooked up, (next Friday), I'll post pictures of the house.
I've got all the boxes empty. We actually did amazingly well in terms of breakage. Casualties include one wine glass and some candlesticks. Not too shabby.
What am I doing? Well, while I am waiting for admission to the Oregon bar, I am trying to get the house cleaned up, get the yard cleaned up, and I am doing a lot of grocery shopping, meal planning, trips to the playground, and supervision of small people.
As soon as I get the Internet hooked up, (next Friday), I'll post pictures of the house.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Labor Day Weekend!
If I were any sort of a mother, I would have photo documented this entire weekend. Because I did not, you are just going to have to take my word for it that this weekend was truly action packed.
On Saturday, we spent the entire day unpacking and unloading from the house on eldorado. In a word, yuck. Yuck. Now, that is actually not 100 percent true- we did also go to the farmer's market and drumroll please, we bought a mattress. No bed, mind you, but a mattress. I've been scoping out beds for awhile and hopefully will be able to make up my mind sooner rather than later.
Sunday, we went to church- very small congregation of lovely lovely lovely much older people. Unfortunately, no youth program. Then, wait for it, we went to a rodeo and county fair. If you want to make sure that your east coast spouse wonders if she will ever fit it, take her to a rodeo.
To be fair, it was really really cool to see actual bucking broncos and vake rode rides to his heart's content.
Today, we unpacked, had lunch at a play McDonald's- vake loves them- and then went to the grocery store and bought hangers. Good times, good times!
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On Saturday, we spent the entire day unpacking and unloading from the house on eldorado. In a word, yuck. Yuck. Now, that is actually not 100 percent true- we did also go to the farmer's market and drumroll please, we bought a mattress. No bed, mind you, but a mattress. I've been scoping out beds for awhile and hopefully will be able to make up my mind sooner rather than later.
Sunday, we went to church- very small congregation of lovely lovely lovely much older people. Unfortunately, no youth program. Then, wait for it, we went to a rodeo and county fair. If you want to make sure that your east coast spouse wonders if she will ever fit it, take her to a rodeo.
To be fair, it was really really cool to see actual bucking broncos and vake rode rides to his heart's content.
Today, we unpacked, had lunch at a play McDonald's- vake loves them- and then went to the grocery store and bought hangers. Good times, good times!
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