Saturday, June 13, 2009
Strawberry Saturday
We all had a great time strawberry picking with Grandma and Papa. Everybody's fingers and shoes were red by the time we left. Lucy didn't do any picking but she certainly sampled a lot!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
A Cautionary Tale
Improper use of your toothbrush and dental floss can make you look and sound like these poor children...
So sad...
So Far, So Good
Summer has started off with a BANG!
We celebrated Memorial Day in a big way. Michael, Nick and the rest of the local Boy Scout Troops placed flags on the graves of veterans at all the many local cemetaries. Next we attended a Veteran's Memorial ceremony at the cemetary across the street (road). Emily and Lucy were not fans of the 21 gun salute but I'm a big crybaby and get all choked up at any display of patriotism.
After that, we raced over to Hyde Park to watch a parade. Parades up here are a big deal to the kids...they're frickin MARDI GRAS! Parade marchers throw beads and, more importantly, CANDY to the people lining their route.From Hyde Park we drove back to our 'hood for the Native American Festival at Bowdoin Park. The kids got a kick out of the people in traditional dress and all the yelling, drumming and stomping they did. We closed the day with a BBQ because, as my husband says, "It's the LAW!"
Sadly, Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts are both finished for the year, but what a year it was!
Michael did great in the Pinewood Derby, the Space Derby and the Rain Gutter Regata. He hiked along the Appalachian Trail, visited the Museum of Natural History, marched in the St. Patrick's Day Parade, and sold popcorn and more popcorn and more popcorn. At the year-end picnic he graduated from cub scout to wolf scout and he (and we) couldn't be prouder. 
Monday night was the Girl Scouts bridging ceremony where Maria graduated from Brownie to Junior. Maria had an AWESOME first year of girl scouts. After the past couple years of dealing with nasty "friends" in Astoria, Maria was welcomed, with open arms, by the sweetest bunch of girls into an already established Brownie troop. Maria and the girls had a sleepover at the Children's Museum, toured our local Shop Rite, learned about different cultures, met other troops, had a Father/Daughter bowling night, sang Christmas carols at the mall, marched in the St. Pat's parade, and sold Girl Scout cookies. Best of all, Girl Scouts allowed me and Nick to relive our youth at Family Skate at the roller rink. At her overnight camping trip the only thing Maria wasn't a fan of was the bugs (she used an entire can of bug spray in only 24 hours).
The little ladies and I have been keeping ourselves busy too.
Hopefully, once school lets out on the 25th, our summer continues to be a blast.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
LIVE from Wap Falls!
Since my last "official" post in February 2008, there have been many changes.
Lucy joined the clan and she fit right in. We were worried about Em being jealous, but she was in love with her new baby the minute she met her. It's been so much fun watching the two of them become friends and playmates. Michael likes to remind us that Lucy is Mexican "because she was born on cinco de mayo."
We moved up to the dreaded country that I once complained about in earlier posts. It seems a lifetime ago that I swore I'd never leave the city! We're only minutes away from my parents and I no longer drive white knuckled on dark country roads or at 10mph on the twisty back roads.
I have NEW fears since we're up here...TICKS! Dutchess County is the tick capital of the world and I'm convinced that our property is their starting point. I'm working on getting over my fear of my own backyard and don't freak out anymore if I do (heaven forbid) find one on a member of my family. Other than that I love it up here!
The kids are growing like weeds and continually offer me inspiration for the books I've written in my head and will one day actually put to paper.
Emily, no doubt, is my greatest inspiration, but, like I joke, there's not yet a market for a line of children's books aimed at foul mouthed three year olds.
Maria offers me glimpses, every now and again, of the kind of teenager she will one day become. While that day is still four and a half years away, I alternate between fear and weepy nostalgia when I remember how quickly these, almost, nine years have gone by.
Michael has an old soul and amazes us with his insights and observations on everything around him. It's easy to forget that he's only six and a half until you catch a glimpse of gap-toothed grin.
Lucy is all over the place these days. We don't know what she's saying, but she's certainly never at a loss for words. It's only a matter of time before she begins making sense.
Despite all my blessings, life certainly is not easy these days. My faith, a good sense of humor and my refusal to sink into the black hole of despair keeps me going. I've seen how much "fun" depression can be and it's definitely NOT for me.
The kids are home from school so there's homework to be done, dinner to be made and this, that and everything else in between!
Lucy joined the clan and she fit right in. We were worried about Em being jealous, but she was in love with her new baby the minute she met her. It's been so much fun watching the two of them become friends and playmates. Michael likes to remind us that Lucy is Mexican "because she was born on cinco de mayo."
We moved up to the dreaded country that I once complained about in earlier posts. It seems a lifetime ago that I swore I'd never leave the city! We're only minutes away from my parents and I no longer drive white knuckled on dark country roads or at 10mph on the twisty back roads.
I have NEW fears since we're up here...TICKS! Dutchess County is the tick capital of the world and I'm convinced that our property is their starting point. I'm working on getting over my fear of my own backyard and don't freak out anymore if I do (heaven forbid) find one on a member of my family. Other than that I love it up here!
The kids are growing like weeds and continually offer me inspiration for the books I've written in my head and will one day actually put to paper.
Emily, no doubt, is my greatest inspiration, but, like I joke, there's not yet a market for a line of children's books aimed at foul mouthed three year olds.
Maria offers me glimpses, every now and again, of the kind of teenager she will one day become. While that day is still four and a half years away, I alternate between fear and weepy nostalgia when I remember how quickly these, almost, nine years have gone by.
Michael has an old soul and amazes us with his insights and observations on everything around him. It's easy to forget that he's only six and a half until you catch a glimpse of gap-toothed grin.
Lucy is all over the place these days. We don't know what she's saying, but she's certainly never at a loss for words. It's only a matter of time before she begins making sense.
Despite all my blessings, life certainly is not easy these days. My faith, a good sense of humor and my refusal to sink into the black hole of despair keeps me going. I've seen how much "fun" depression can be and it's definitely NOT for me.
The kids are home from school so there's homework to be done, dinner to be made and this, that and everything else in between!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Stay Tuned
It's been a looong time, and one child, since my last post.
Since one of my best friends is moving across the country this week and we ALL are way too busy LIVING to spend hours on the phone like we all used to BC (before children), it's probably a good idea to start up the blog as a way to keep up to date on what we're doing (cause EVERYONE wants to know what the Massa fam is up to...right?).
I won't lie and say I'll update on a regular basis, but I'll try to post a little more often than once every year and a half.
Stay tuned for my first update on this, that and everything else in between.
Since one of my best friends is moving across the country this week and we ALL are way too busy LIVING to spend hours on the phone like we all used to BC (before children), it's probably a good idea to start up the blog as a way to keep up to date on what we're doing (cause EVERYONE wants to know what the Massa fam is up to...right?).
I won't lie and say I'll update on a regular basis, but I'll try to post a little more often than once every year and a half.
Stay tuned for my first update on this, that and everything else in between.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Preg-O Update 25.5 Weeks
25.5 weeks
+5 lbs = 0 weight gain (Dammit!!!)
Damn! Should have known my steady diet of breakfast cereals and all things pastry related would eventually catch up on me! At least I've technically not gained anything and at 6 months pregnant, that's not bad at all! Had a Drs visit on Thursday. Blood pressure was fine and she's happy that I'm gaining weight (my itty, bitty Indian Dr just doesn'tunderstand!) She spent a good amount of time chasing Baby. Normally, it takes a few swipes of the doppler around my belly for her to find the heartbeat, but, not this time. Just like Baby's older siblings, this one was most uncooperative. Baby kept wriggling around thereby making it impossible, for a time, to catch the heartbeat for a long enough amount of time to get an accurate reading. That was fine too. Don't know why it would make a difference, but I found out the reason for the sciatic pain I've been experiencing is because Baby is laying with it's back to my back. Glucose test is next week (blech)and then I go back in three weeks. Other than the one day of walking around like an old lady (cause of the sciatica), my only pregnancy complaint is being tired. That could also have to do with being busy at work, then chasing my three monsters around when I get home and on the weekends.
Small, Medium and Large are all doing well. Small just celebrated her second birthday and BOY does it show! She's one tough cookie, has lots to say and is constantly on the move. Large has decided that she'd like to be a more hands-on big sister with the new baby but Small isn't willing to let her practice on her. She'll do fine without the practice, I'm sure. Medium has picked names for the baby and gets mad when we suggest otherwise. Rudolph Rex for a boy and Susie Tree for a girl...strange kid, that one. They're still both hoping for a baby brother, but we do a good job of reminding them that we can't pick who we get and all that's important is that the baby is healthy and yada, yada, yada.
+5 lbs = 0 weight gain (Dammit!!!)
Damn! Should have known my steady diet of breakfast cereals and all things pastry related would eventually catch up on me! At least I've technically not gained anything and at 6 months pregnant, that's not bad at all! Had a Drs visit on Thursday. Blood pressure was fine and she's happy that I'm gaining weight (my itty, bitty Indian Dr just doesn'tunderstand!) She spent a good amount of time chasing Baby. Normally, it takes a few swipes of the doppler around my belly for her to find the heartbeat, but, not this time. Just like Baby's older siblings, this one was most uncooperative. Baby kept wriggling around thereby making it impossible, for a time, to catch the heartbeat for a long enough amount of time to get an accurate reading. That was fine too. Don't know why it would make a difference, but I found out the reason for the sciatic pain I've been experiencing is because Baby is laying with it's back to my back. Glucose test is next week (blech)and then I go back in three weeks. Other than the one day of walking around like an old lady (cause of the sciatica), my only pregnancy complaint is being tired. That could also have to do with being busy at work, then chasing my three monsters around when I get home and on the weekends.
Small, Medium and Large are all doing well. Small just celebrated her second birthday and BOY does it show! She's one tough cookie, has lots to say and is constantly on the move. Large has decided that she'd like to be a more hands-on big sister with the new baby but Small isn't willing to let her practice on her. She'll do fine without the practice, I'm sure. Medium has picked names for the baby and gets mad when we suggest otherwise. Rudolph Rex for a boy and Susie Tree for a girl...strange kid, that one. They're still both hoping for a baby brother, but we do a good job of reminding them that we can't pick who we get and all that's important is that the baby is healthy and yada, yada, yada.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Preg-O Update - 21 Weeks
21 Weeks
-4 lbs (-5 lbs total)
Leave it to me to lose weight while pregnant. If only my steady diet of breakfast cereal, oranges, italian peppers and american cheese sandwiches and, lately, italian cookies helped me in my weight loss endeavor when I'm NOT pregnant. Life is cruel.
Anyway, I went to the fetal anatomy sonogram on the 26th. I was worried what I would find when I got there because I'd not been feeling ANY baby movement, so I asked the Husband to occupy the kids at the mall while I went to the sono alone. All that worrying was for nothing because the baby kicked and waved and wiggled the whole time it was"on-screen". Everything is developing as it should and Baby is doing fine.
Today was my monthly Dr visit and I might have gotten more information from the Dr had I listened to the Husband and left Baby Girl at home with him and her brother. As soon as we left the waiting room, she screamed, cried and carried on. My eldest and I figured she thought we were there for her at first, but she cried even louder when she saw my very tiny, very gentle Dr put the doppler on my stomach to listen to the baby's heartbeat and then even louder when she put the blood pressure cuff on my arm. We were out of the office in record time.
For the past week, Baby has FINALLY decided to let its presence be known on a regular basis. It started quietly when I realized that the sensation I was feeling in my chest was the baby kicking. I was used to my babies kicking to get out...this one was kicking my insides. What a freaky sensation! Baby must have changed positions because now I'm getting kicks (or punches) that I recognize.
Happy New Year, everyone!
-4 lbs (-5 lbs total)
Leave it to me to lose weight while pregnant. If only my steady diet of breakfast cereal, oranges, italian peppers and american cheese sandwiches and, lately, italian cookies helped me in my weight loss endeavor when I'm NOT pregnant. Life is cruel.
Anyway, I went to the fetal anatomy sonogram on the 26th. I was worried what I would find when I got there because I'd not been feeling ANY baby movement, so I asked the Husband to occupy the kids at the mall while I went to the sono alone. All that worrying was for nothing because the baby kicked and waved and wiggled the whole time it was"on-screen". Everything is developing as it should and Baby is doing fine.
Today was my monthly Dr visit and I might have gotten more information from the Dr had I listened to the Husband and left Baby Girl at home with him and her brother. As soon as we left the waiting room, she screamed, cried and carried on. My eldest and I figured she thought we were there for her at first, but she cried even louder when she saw my very tiny, very gentle Dr put the doppler on my stomach to listen to the baby's heartbeat and then even louder when she put the blood pressure cuff on my arm. We were out of the office in record time.
For the past week, Baby has FINALLY decided to let its presence be known on a regular basis. It started quietly when I realized that the sensation I was feeling in my chest was the baby kicking. I was used to my babies kicking to get out...this one was kicking my insides. What a freaky sensation! Baby must have changed positions because now I'm getting kicks (or punches) that I recognize.
Happy New Year, everyone!
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