This is how you give a fish a hug:
3/29/08
"It is so dang fun to have a fish." -Easton
Our Spring Break is almost over and we decided to get one last family activity in before reality and finals are upon us- so this afternoon we headed over to the pet store and bought ourselves a new pet. Now... we have been thinking about this for a while and it actually took us a while to decide if we were ready for the commitment- but we now are the proud owners of our very own fish. As you can see Easton is very excited. He is so happy- I can only imagine if it were a dog or something that actually reacted to him, but that can all come later. As for now, he is perfectly content watching "Sharky" swim around in circles. 
This is how you give a fish a hug:
This is how you give a fish a hug:
3/26/08
the scariest experience of my life.
I am going to try to tell this story so it makes sense...
When we arrived home from our road trip we started unpacking our bags and loading stuff into our apartment as we usually do. Derek was inside and I went out to the car to get another load and Easton was standing between me and the front door. As I reached into the back to get out a bag out of the corner of my eye I saw a man in a black hoodie running about 3 feet behind me pointing a gun and he started yelling "freeze- you right there!!!" I totally went into panic mode and as I turned around I realized he was pointing the gun at my neighbor who was getting into his car right behind me. About a million thoughts raced through my mind and time seemed frozen. I just knew I had to get out of the line of fire so I grabbed Easton nearly throwing his arm out and dragged him into the house and slammed the front door- all the while screaming "get on the floor and don't move, Derek call 911 there is a guy with a gun running through the parking lot!!!!"
S0... Derek goes to the office window (the office is attached to our apartment because we are the apartment managers) and says that the guy with the gun IS the police. We watched him arrest our neighbor- then UN-arrest him and apologize. Then Derek went over to make sure everything was OK- I guess they had the wrong guy and they had been waiting for him to come out for a couple days and it just happened to happened when we were right there and they had to make a decision. In my mind he made the WRONG decision. For all he knew the guy he was arresting was a dangerous criminal and he knowingly put me and Easton right in between them. If there were a shoot out we would have been no more that 5 feet avay from either of them and right in the line of fire. I am so aggrivated by that even though it was fine. He came over and apologized for scaring me.
I was still pretty shook up and as soon as they left I just started sobbing and looking up new places to live and trying to convince Derek that we needed to move. I am still very upset and I haven't answered my door or phone all day. Derek is telling me I will be fine in a couple days and I am pretty sure I am going to have PTSD and need therapy or something. It was seriously the scariest thing that's ever happened to me and I hope I am NEVER in a situation like that again.
* on a side note- I need to add that Easton didn't see the gun because he was on the other side of the car so all he saw was me freak out and in fact, while we were talking to the police in our office, he came out wearing his police officer costume and carrying a huge nerf gun with his tough guy face. It was pretty much the cutest thing ever and just love him so much. That boy is my favorite person. He kept hugging me and wanting to cuddle and telling me not to be scared.
When we arrived home from our road trip we started unpacking our bags and loading stuff into our apartment as we usually do. Derek was inside and I went out to the car to get another load and Easton was standing between me and the front door. As I reached into the back to get out a bag out of the corner of my eye I saw a man in a black hoodie running about 3 feet behind me pointing a gun and he started yelling "freeze- you right there!!!" I totally went into panic mode and as I turned around I realized he was pointing the gun at my neighbor who was getting into his car right behind me. About a million thoughts raced through my mind and time seemed frozen. I just knew I had to get out of the line of fire so I grabbed Easton nearly throwing his arm out and dragged him into the house and slammed the front door- all the while screaming "get on the floor and don't move, Derek call 911 there is a guy with a gun running through the parking lot!!!!"
S0... Derek goes to the office window (the office is attached to our apartment because we are the apartment managers) and says that the guy with the gun IS the police. We watched him arrest our neighbor- then UN-arrest him and apologize. Then Derek went over to make sure everything was OK- I guess they had the wrong guy and they had been waiting for him to come out for a couple days and it just happened to happened when we were right there and they had to make a decision. In my mind he made the WRONG decision. For all he knew the guy he was arresting was a dangerous criminal and he knowingly put me and Easton right in between them. If there were a shoot out we would have been no more that 5 feet avay from either of them and right in the line of fire. I am so aggrivated by that even though it was fine. He came over and apologized for scaring me.
I was still pretty shook up and as soon as they left I just started sobbing and looking up new places to live and trying to convince Derek that we needed to move. I am still very upset and I haven't answered my door or phone all day. Derek is telling me I will be fine in a couple days and I am pretty sure I am going to have PTSD and need therapy or something. It was seriously the scariest thing that's ever happened to me and I hope I am NEVER in a situation like that again.
* on a side note- I need to add that Easton didn't see the gun because he was on the other side of the car so all he saw was me freak out and in fact, while we were talking to the police in our office, he came out wearing his police officer costume and carrying a huge nerf gun with his tough guy face. It was pretty much the cutest thing ever and just love him so much. That boy is my favorite person. He kept hugging me and wanting to cuddle and telling me not to be scared.
I've heard that when you take your kids you should call it a trip and not a vacation. So true, so true. I am exhausted from our whirlwind road trip we went on with the our good friends the Lofgran family. We drove to Crescent City California, had Easter in our hotel room, an Easter egg hunt in the Redwoods, a bonfire at the beach, pet real sharks at Ocean World, Derek got attacked by an Emu at a drive-thru safari, the sea lion caves and we sure did a whole lot of eating in between. We had such a great time and the kids did so well! Especially considering we had 8 people crammed into one car. I mean, you have to really like people to go on a trip like that and still come home happy. We had a great time and are so happy to have a few days to recover... Easton is now offically wanting to be adopted by the Lofgrans. Sigh.
3/20/08
Rent-A-Brother
Sometimes we borrow Easton's buddy Jackson after school or to play- Something we have termed the "rent- a- brother" program. They have so much fun together- Easton get good playtime and I get stuff done without feeling like I am neglecting him. It's a win-win-win. today we colored some Easter Eggs (thanks to Mel's package) Star Wars is always a hit and this was a really fun/ easy egg decorating experience... I am not quite sure how I am the only one who ended up with my fingers stained. I was so worried about them not making a huge mess but neglected to be careful myself. :)this is my personal favorite...
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