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Our love is overflowing….  Gotta love Pete’s Dragon.

I can’t believe I’m actually taking a minute away from our other website to write on this website.  Brandon and I have put a lot of our time over the last few days into the website for the daycare Erik attends. Brandon and I are on the board to said daycare so we have been devoting some time to make it right.  I have been ridiculously excited about it, as it looks amazing already.  We have lots more work to do, but…we are awesome at making websites.  Just saying….  The address is: www.preblechildrenscenter.org.  Go look at our amazing work.

Since I have lacked in sharing any pictures as of late, even on FaceBook really, we will post some today.  Yes yes, good idea.

We took Erik to the zoo for the first time recently.  Since we are such wonderful parents, and the very first time he went was when he was four….ahem…..  He really liked it, anyway.  Of course.

I actually have kind of sucked during the month of June at taking pictures.  But during the month of May, I was rocking.

That last one there Erik was trying to jump for a rope that is about 6 feet in the air.  He really believes he is almost able to grab it.

I know I’ve gone on before about Erik playing soccer, and he did again, but it’s done already.  But then again, he starts up again in a couple of weeks, so, eh.  There was a lot of agains in those last sentences.  Ha.  Anyway, he’s gotten much better actually.  Still not quite there, and when they’re scrimmaging he runs away from the ball.  He will learn.

So we live on a lake, right?  Well, Erik doesn’t like the water.  He is refusing to learn how to swim.  It’s quite frustrating, but at the same time we are hesitant to try and make him because we are afraid he will then hate it.  Hopefully soon he will start to like it again.

Drake on the other hand, loves it.  He has really come into his own being the only dog.  He is such a sweet boy, and we pretty much take him everywhere since he is smallish.  He got much bigger than he was supposed to, and he definitely thinks he is a big dog.  He is tennis ball obsessed, loves to swim, and is lately trying to play frisbee.  He is ultra spoiled, but we love him so.

Have a wonderful day everyone.  I’m off to work on the other website (which I should be doing!  sheesh), and…we have 3 places we are supposed to be today.  I should probably…shower…maybe?

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I know I know I know…I haven’t posted.  I do have a life people.  At least some semblance of one.  I’ve eluded to the fact that my life has turned completely busy. I don’t know how or why or when it happened, but happen it did.  Today I buckled down and actually cleaned.  Our house hasn’t been completely clean in, well, who knows.  But by golly, it’s clean.  It took me about….5 and a half hours.  Ha.  Three loads of laundry, vacuuming (even the couch), dishes, dusting, scrubbing, making beds, and finding lots of legos later, we have a house I’m not ashamed to have people walk through. It should last through ….tomorrow.

School is stressful already.  ALREADY!!!  Oh wait, did I post that I got into the MSW program at SU?  Oh….I did.  I normally would write this really big OMG I GOT IN!!! post, but alas, it didn’t end up being all that exciting.  The way it happened kind of took all of the jumping up and down and smiling thing out.  The lady from the program called and left a message, saying “I would really love to talk to you.”  So Brandon and I speculated all night about what it could be about, and we came up with a few different options.  One being that I got in.  So when I finally got ahold of the lady the next morning, and she said oh just wanted to let you know you got in but I have to call you back, it really lacked – the – wow factor.  I walked upstairs, and said hey I did get in.  Sad, but that is how it happened.  I am still happy, of course.  Now to figure out how to pay for it.  Blast.

So pictures, we my friends are still on December here.  I haven’t honestly taken that many pictures this month.  January and pictures, they don’t get along well.  There is a lot of bickering and going back and forth and it’s honestly not even worth it.  I find a real lack of beauty when it’s just the same white sky and insane amount of snow coming down day after day.  Snow does get old after awhile.  And Erik hasn’t had the opportunity to go skiing, and his snow pants are not in our possession so going outside and playing isn’t happening.  The fun of winter just isn’t there right now.  I hope it visits again soon.

Well in December Erik went ice skating for the first time.  He, well, he had fun after awhile.  He was not interested in doing it at all at first.  He had just woken up from a nap and was in the I’m so grumpy leave me alone mood.  After about 20 minutes and watching Mommy and Daddy go skate he finally decided he would come out.  Then in true Erik fashion, he didn’t want to leave.  He did well, anyway.

Sorry a little out of order there (the pictures on the ice were from Jen’s camera, the last is from mine).

This year we ended up going to the Langtry’s for Christmas Eve.  My cousin Suzie made an amazing pan of baked ziti.  We were in heaven.  A lot of people believe that Noah and Erik look a lot alike and you can tell they are cousins.  Hey, that’s okay.  : )

That evening, we headed up to the Thompon’s for their Christmas get together.  I gotta say, Paula is one amazing cook.  We were over stuffed that day, but way happy.  Well, Erik was a slight exception.  Poor child had no nap at all.  His cheeks were full on red by the time we got home.

Okay I still have Christmas day to post.  Ouch.  I’m going to sign off for today, because I do hope that people can still load my posts and not get bogged down by too many images.  I know that’s a pretty big wish, so I’m going to try and be good.

Be good, Patti.

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Today I had an excuse to act wild. I clasped my hands together, put them near my chin, slapped a smile on my face, and proceeded to bounce. Yes my friends I was jumping up and down like a kid on Christmas. And let me tell you, it was better than Christmas baby.

At around 2 p.m. Brandon decided to do a coffee run so we could avoid that Mommy Daddy nap time that we seem to think is mandatory lately (I still argue that it is). Around 10 minutes after he leaves the house phone rings. At first I thought it was the lady at the stable calling to confirm our reservation for our riding on Saturday. Then I remembered she only had my cell number. I sat there and contemplated letting the voicemail get it so I could finish my paper. Well curiosity won out over being a good student (c’mon you know it would happen to you too). When I got up to check the caller i.d. it was a number that I had never seen. Well, curiosity won again and I answered (damn you brain for having thoughts of people calling to tell you your name came up in the lottery). There was a nice lady on the line telling me her name and asking for Patti Finton. I couldn’t even fathom a guess at what her name was because I forgot immediately when I heard what she said next.

So let me give you a little background here. Kidding kidding I hate suspense too.

She was calling to let me know that I was chosen to receive the scholarship for the honorary society for part time students at SU. I almost fell out of my chair. This means that it pays for my entire fall semester. And this is on top of the university scholarships I already have. She was also calling to let me know there will a brunch in October at Drumlins, the country club in Syracuse, and that the lady that donated the money for my scholarship would like to meet me. I have to also give a speech, but hey, whatever.

I’m not the bragging type, but holy holy holy hell.

Patti is a happy girl.

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I’ve never done a post like this before, but I figured it would be fun.  And possibly interesting.  And at least self-soul-searching.  Well, kind of.

On the 4th of July, you are supposed to be grateful for being an American.  Proud.

So here are some of the things I’m grateful for.  And definitely proud of.

Organic Raspberry Lemonade on a warm summer day.  I even love the little bit of pulp that is in it that gets stuck to the inside of the glass.  Makes me feel like my grandmother just made some fresh squeezed lemonade.  Even though my grandmother never made fresh squeezed lemonade, but if she did, it would definitely feel like this.

And of course beautiful bouquets of flowers.  And it’s even better that these flowers grow around our house.

And for really crazy sun rays that make for cool pictures.

Oh, and our new glasses.  Our new glasses are cool.  Very retro.

I’m extremely grateful for boys who are so tired out from playing so hard they almost fall asleep while driving around their power wheels.  There is nothing better than a beautiful summer day and skipping naps because well, Momma doesn’t want to have fun without her boy, either.

For our furry friend visitors that take great pictures, and are a lot of fun to have around.

For dead plants that I brought back to life. Since I have this ability to save dying plants, Brandon call me the plant whisperer.  So I’m grateful for silly husband, too.

And for awesome yellow petunias that bask in the summer sun.  That also create sun spots on my lens.

For Grandpa’s who are patient and kind. And aren’t afraid to be silly.

And for Grandpa’s silly friends.

I’m grateful to be able to watch my boy learn how to roast marshmallows over the fire.

And to see him so proud of his work.  I am also quite grateful to eat the results.

I’m grateful for others who love my little so much that they greatly care about him, and they show it.

For awesome fireworks.  I love the flashes and the bangs that you hear roll down the valley.

I’m extremely grateful for my wonderful husband who allows me to take his photo so often.   Who also so kindly poses for undoubtably crazy photos with me.

I’m grateful for wonderful cousins….

…and for fun days at the lake with them.

I’m grateful for fun in-laws, and falling asleep while floating in the lake.  Also grateful for my sister-in-laws ingenious idea of using an anchor to keep us in place.  So, I’m grateful for laziness.

For Grandmother’s who aren’t afraid to have fun with Erik.

I’m grateful for the furry ones who sit and let me take my crazy silhouette pictures.

For our view of the beautiful lake that we can look at everyday.

And I…am especially grateful…

….for a flower that has the ability to stand alone, and still be breathtakingly beautiful.  It’s a lesson that I need to learn.

Hope you all had a good 4th.  I know we did.

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