Thursday, December 10, 2009

Thanksgiving and Beyond



Thanksgiving was spent in Sunriver, OR again this year with Gage's folks, sisters & their families.  Both Gage & I really love that area, especially around the holidays as it has a rustic and "holiday-ish" feel.  Sunriver is a small community with many amenities, but if there is something you need that you can't find in the village... the city of Bend, OR is only about a 20 minute drive away.
We enjoyed a Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings (more than once due to the leftovers).  Turkey, potatoes (both mashed and sweet), stuffing, green bean casserole, and of course PIES!
We all used that time to unwind during these unstable and stressful times... playing games, watching Christmas movies, hiking, exploring, and just enjoying each others company.
The cousins all played, watched some kiddo movies, and "swam" in the hot tub.
All in all...we all made some good memories and kicked off the holiday season together.
Check out some pictures from Thanksgiving in the Hymas Photos section.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Scene from my life...

Two boys...brothers.
At times the best of friends... playing, sharing, caring.

During this fine moment, the eldest is playing quietly... unsuspecting of what is soon to come.
His younger brother, feeling a bit mischievous, comes up from behind.  He wraps his arms around the neck of his older brother and tugs backwards in a failed attempt to get him to the ground.  The eldest is able to pull him off and push him away... this time.  Words and frustrated glances are exchanged.  The youngest will try again, perhaps today, perhaps another day... in hopes that his efforts will result in brotherly rough play.  My hopes are that it will result in laughter and no one getting hurt.


Monday, November 2, 2009

For My Mom...

...and anyone else who gets a kick out of old jokes.

I was out taking some pictures today and captured the shot below.  It reminded me of a joke my mom cannot hear without bursting into uncontrollable laughter....


SO... a horse walks into a bar.  The bartender says, "Why the long face?"



Hope everyone is having a great day!!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Little Surprises




Life with children is a life full of surprise. Good surprises (like the boys actually playing well together), not-so-good surprises (ok, what spilled or broke this time)... they all qualify, and are all important in their own way. Yesterday, each of my children blessed me with good surprises.

We awoke on Saturday morning in the usual way... Ryan with his face about 3 inches away from mine, waiting patiently for me to open my eyes. When I do open my eyes, I'm always treated to a fresh smile, ready to explore what the day has to offer. I LOVE waking up like that. On occasion, if we aren't getting out of bed as quickly as he'd like, he'll go off and play in his room. This was one of those days. As we lay there, trying desperately to deny the fact that it was, indeed morning, a cheerful voice began to sing "Clean-up, clean-up. Everybody, everywhere. Clean-up, Clean-up. Everybody do your share". Ryan only sings this song when he is cleaning or picking up his toys... but I'd never heard the song unprompted before. Ryan cheerfully completed what he was doing and came into our room and reported to us that he was done playing with his pretend food, and cleaned it up. We praised him for such a great choice, and I then asked "Did you clean up the rest of your toys as well?". He swiftly replied "No, but I should go do that!" as he bounced off to his room. What a way to wake up on a Saturday!

That same night, I had taken the kids upstairs to get ready for bed. They came down to say "goodnight" to daddy. Evan had already given his hugs and was waiting for Ryan to finish. I could see Evan looking around the room with a mischievous eye. I quickly redirected him, not really thinking it would work, by saying "Evan, Lets go upstairs.... time to go night-night." To my surprise, Evan headed directly for the stairs and began climbing. At the top, he briefly started to head towards Ryan's room... I gave him a quick reminder "Evan, time to go night-night". He changed course, went into his room, climbed into his E-Dome (this sleeping arrangement is explained in a previous blog entry "Evan Antics") and tried to close it. I wanted to pinch myself... certainly this was not really happening! Could I be so fortunate as to be surprised twice in one day?? But it was just that. As I left his room, Evan didn't protest once.

My children continue to amaze me each and every day. I am blessed!


Saturday, October 10, 2009

Reconnecting



Even though we don't always realize it, relationships take work. Many times this "work" really doesn't feel much like work at all, but sometimes we become so busy that we separate from our loved ones enough that it does take a conscious effort to reconnect. It is really easy in our society to become overwhelmed with the day-to-day, running from place-to-place, falling into a comfortable pattern in which we no longer really see each other. It is during those times that it is extremely valuable to have an awareness of the distance that could be forming between you and those around you. It is only then that you can then work to reconnect with those you love. It can be as easy as picking up the phone to call a friend, taking the time to really listen to your family, and doing those little things that show your family how much you love them.

Every few years, Gage and I take a "adults only" vacation to really force us to focus on each other and really reconnect. No other distractions, no excuses... we are able to take off our parenting hats and just focus on ourselves. By taking ourselves outside of our "norm" for a length of time, we are able to recharge our souls, renew our love for each other, and focus on an inner peace.

This was our year! We went on a week-long cruise in the eastern Caribbean with another couple (good friends, who are really more like family to us), and it was, for lack of a better term, WONDERFUL! Our first few days were "at-sea", which forced us to simply relax and fully let go of our usual lives. It is actually more difficult than one might think to do this, at least for me. The first night (we stayed in Miami the night before getting on the ship), I was having to remind myself to slow down... my brain is still running a million miles a minute, sorting through what I might have forgotten and trying to troubleshoot what I may encounter before getting on the ship.... all organizational stuff that REALLY isn't necessary at this point. Even once on the ship, a baby cries or a child sounds like one of my kids, and for a split second I'll fall back into mommy mode, my brain tricked into thinking one of my kids needs me! At times my body was equally tricked, and my muscles would tighten, ready to respond before I was reminded that my children are thousands of miles away. I could feel it all began to melt away while enjoying a quiet breakfast on our private balcony during the first morning on the ship, the stress sinking to the sea below.

The ship, Royal Caribbean's Liberty of the Seas, is currently one of the largest ships currently sailing the Caribbean. I say "one of" because there are 3 or 4 ships, owned and run by Royal Caribbean, in the "Freedom Class"... all of which are the same size... HUGE! This ship holds up to 4000 passengers and over 1500 crew. It is a floating city... literally! It had a Promenade area, that had shops and eateries (more like a mall), a library in a quiet corner of the ship, several bars/lounges, an ice rink (yes, ice skating in the Caribbean!), 3 pools, a large activities area with adventures like rock climbing, surfing, basketball, put-put golf, and many others. I could almost write an entire blog on what was contained on this ship... but I can already see this blog is rather long, so I'll let you see some of the ship for yourself in the Hymas Photos section.... a picture is worth a 1000 words!!


By the third day into the cruise, we stopped at our first port in St. Maartin... an island once in an identity crisis, and still somewhat divided. Half French and half Dutch, there are distinct differences between the two. The Dutch side, from what we could tell, is much more poverty stricken, litter lining the roads, cars that haven't run in decades decaying in dirt yards. The French side has well-kept estates, and well-known beaches (primarily because on the French side, as in the country itself, nudity is permitted). We laid in the sun and enjoyed the surf at Orient Beach (on the French side, but no, we did not experience any nudity) and devoured BBQ chicken and ribs for lunch, with some rum punch to wash it down.


The next day we were in picturesque San Juan, Puerto Rico. Being as the coastline is basically rock, we spent our time wandering the streets of old San Juan, awe struck by the beautiful historic colonial architecture. The stucco painted with vibrant colors. As we walked, an old fort (Castillo de Cristobal) emerged... inviting us to come and explore what was within its walls. It was beautiful and very well maintained. The views of San Juan from the lookouts were, I'm sure, the best on the island and well worth the $3/person charge to get in. As we walked back to the main part of old town, a tropical downpour began to soak our shirts and cool our bodies. A welcome feeling! The closest refuge was a gazebo that was clearly owned by hundreds of pigeons. They tolerated our presence as we cautiously positioned ourselves in a small place where none could perch above. Unfortunately we were not in San Juan as long as we were at the other ports, and all felt there was so much more to see. Another trip, perhaps?


The last port we visited was a small portion of Haiti owned by the cruise line which they named Labadee. From what we were told, this area was heavily guarded by tall, barb-wire-lined fences and walls, as well as military personnel. Haiti is still a rather hostile country, and from what I understand, very poverty stricken. In the private oasis, you'd never know it. It was a beautiful tropical paradise on this war-stricken island. On the other islands, we were exposed to the local culture, here we were protected from it.
While relaxing in Labadee, one can do as much or as little as they like. There was snorkling, a zipline (claiming to be the longest zipline over water), food and drink, a flea market, jet skis, a beach geared towards kids with large, air-filled toys, viewpoints, trails to explore. Of course several of those activities cost extra. Upon arriving, we perused the various beaches to decide where "home base" would be. After learning the cost of the zipline ($80/person) and the jetskis ($100 for the driver & $30 for a passenger), we decided to just get some floating mats ($12/person) and relax. I definitely feel that we got our money's worth out of the mats as we spent much of our time on Labadee just floating in the water, rising and falling with the rolling waves, our now tan bodies soaking up the warmth of the sun.

As our trip came to an end, we felt refreshed and reconnected... success! We were ready to return to our normal lives and missed the boys greatly. We are especially thankful for our families. The boys stayed primarily with my folks (Papa Thom & Grandma Dar; a.k.a. Thom and Dar), who gave up living in their "bus house" home to stay at our house with them. They also spent some time with Gage's folks (Papa & Grammie; a.k.a. Pops & Graham Cracker). It is because we know they were well loved and cared for that allowed us to take full advantage of this opportunity. Thank you just doesn't say enough... we are very blessed and forever grateful!

Check out the pictures in our Hymas Photos section. This is a rather small collection given that we took over 500 pictures between the 4 of us, but is a good representation of our travels!!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Evan Antics


Well, over the past 2 weeks Evan has been one busy fellow. Here is an account of some of his "antics". There have been A LOT... so this will be a rather long blog. Keep in mind, while reading this, that Evan is not yet 18 months old.

Two weekends ago we were with some friends at a rented house in Hood Canal (Puget Sound area). I was working in the kitchen when Ryan reported "MOM! Evan is on the table!!!". I turned around, expecting to find him on the coffee table, but no... he was standing on top of the dining table. After shaking off the brief shock, I rescued him and brought him safely to the ground and went back to the kitchen area. I turned around to find him climbing back up onto one of the chairs and quickly onto the table again. The rest of the weekend I spent ensuring that if the chairs were not occupied... they were pushed in.

Later that morning we headed down by the water with the kids so they could throw rocks in the water (and so I could take advantage of the photo ops). I sat Evan down at the edge of the water line and popped off some pictures.
I turned away to get some pictures of our friend Michelle with her daughter.

When I turned back... Evan wasn't exactly where I had left him.
He definitely loves the water... he makes every effort to play in any water he sees.... lakes, bathtubs, neighbor's sprinkler systems, and even (ugh!) toilets!

During the next couple of days, we'd find him on tables, climbing stacked boxes, opening and closing doors (we now have to keep the front door locked.... not to keep others out, but to keep Evan in!) and exploring just about anything!


None of those compares to this last Monday. My friend and neighbor Kathy and I went to Costco together. We were unloading her car (Ford Expedition... larger SUV) while the kids were playing. I turned around to check on Evan and didn't see him right away. Then some movement from in the car caught my eye. It was Evan... standing on the driver's seat "driving" the car (the driver's door had been left open... keys were NOT in the car). I quickly retrieved him.
A while later I put Evan down for nap. Kathy and I went outside and sat on our front porch while Ryan and her son played in the beautiful weather. About 10 minutes later, we heard a strange sound in the house (window right behind us was open). We both dismissed it as being Lyssie (dog) until we heard the sound again. I turned around to find Evan's face looking out the window at me. He let out a cheerful squeal and gave me a very happy and satisfied grin! SO... Evan climbed up his crib and then most likely fell down to the ground as the railing was up. He then opened his bedroom door, and proceeded to go down the stairs, finding me at the front window. Evan does know how to go up/down stairs... but it makes both Gage & I nervous because at times he is a bit carefree about it and will even attempt to go down like a big boy (which always results in his falling and us catching). The thoughts of "what could have happened" haunted me for the rest of the day. Needless to say, he has not been in the crib since. The crib has been taken down and he is sleeping in his Kidco PeaPod (travel bed that resembles a small tent... sits on the floor and zips shut). This will be his bed until he figures out how to undo the zipper.
Later that day, we were all outside enjoying the weather. Some of the older neighbor kids were riding around on their razor scooters. Evan was playing with Ryan's trike (Evan likes to sit on it and scoot it around, or just push it places). This trike can either have the seat up high...like a standard trike, or you can flip it over so it more resembles a big wheel trike. This day it was (thankfully) in big wheel form. I turned to look at Ryan and the other kids playing in the cul-de-sac. When I turned around to check on Evan, he was standing on the seat holding the handlebars, and rolling down the driveway! I honestly think he was trying to emulate what the older kids were doing on the razor scooters. I let out a little "yikes" and ran to rescue him. His eyes quizzically looked at me as if to say "what's the problem?? I've got this under control."

Since that time he continues to challenge himself, and us. We had an A-Frame ladder still set up in the house after a day of painting a while back as I still have some trim work to do. It is now collapsed and laying on the ground since Gage & I found that Evan had climbed all the way to the top of it. After just about every event, he has a twinkle of pride in his eye, and a gleeful smile on his face... until I remove him from the situation.
There is something new every day. Life is definitely not boring right now!
After talking to my mom... evidently I was much the same way. She is probably reading this, feeling a bit redeemed.

You can see more photos in the "Hymas Photos" section (right toolbar).

Friday, August 21, 2009

House Movement

Ryan has recently discovered how to make our house move (or so it seems to him).
This initially happened about a month ago, and then again just a couple days ago. It was an endearing moment that I decided must be shared as we've all had similar experiences in our past.

Ryan was spinning around in the kitchen, gaining momentum, spinning faster and faster. He stopped very abruptly, arms out slightly to assist with his balance. After about 10 seconds... he very sincerely looked at me, eyes wide and unfocused, and asked "Mom... is our house moving???"