With our temporary home so close to work/B's school, we've been able to pick her up on a couple of occasions in her bike trailer allowing us to save gas, get some exercise, have fun as a family and, most importantly, make all of B's friends super jealous. B revels in the attention she gets from the other kids as they clutch the fence and wimper as she gets mounted and snacked up for the spin.
Things are moving pretty quickly on the site now. We were scheduled to start the foundation late this week but Kyle and a measly 3" of rain has pushed that off a week. So, in about a week and a half, the ICF foundation will begin and we'll be setting up a wall panel building enteprise up at Rancho De Nelson so we can haul walls down ready to be erected. From there we'll, well actually I haven't had a chance to lok that far ahead yet but I guarantee that we'll be doing something after the walls. Maybe a roof? Yeah, that sounds good.
Me being all manly and stuff. I have rippling, hairy muscles under there somewhere.
With our move falling around B's actual b-day we pushed off her party until this past weekend. We planned to keep things really simple this year with just a playground party with some cupcakes and finger sandwiches. We kind of felt like we were chinsing on her this year but in the end, the kids (10 of them!) had a great time, clean-up was super easy and now B has more presents with tiny little pieces than we know what to do with...
Marcy's Winnie the Pooh cupcakes
This definitely was not a posed picture with all the girls in the same position. That is some focus!
Jen managed to get the kids to sit for a picture in between the mass present opening.
As an early halloween present, Great Grammie Haskell nurtured these pumpkins for B. The large one she (Madeline) took extra special care of, checking on it every day and putting a slipper on it each night to keep it warm and to keep animals away. Sure it may smell like grandma feet but at least no critters made punkin' pie out of it.
Sorry, these pics are old but my camera has been "lost" in my bag since we started moving and I just unearthed it yesterday. Below are a few pics of B's birthday meal. She was given the option of getting anything she wanted. Being a 3 year old you'd have expected her to request pizza or ice cream or sugar straight from a jar but instead she requested lobster. Frickin lobster. This kid is weird. Honoring her request we headed down to the local pier and ordered her a lobster roll which she quickly devoured (nearly eating an entire lobster in the process). Go B-girl!
What do you do when you live at the office and find yourself awake and unable to sleep at 3:15 a.m.? You head to the office to work (and blog a bit of course). I'm not sure if living at work is a good or bad thing yet...
Here are a few pics from the bris Sunday. I haven't asked permission to show pics of Max yet so here are a couple of B instead.
family pic (try not to notice the cropped head at lower left!)
Over the weekend, the fam headed down to Newton Mass to meet my new nephew, Max. He is a good looking kid (has to be if he's related to me!) but unfortunately for him, Sunday was his bris (snippy, snippy time for you non-jewish folk). We had never been to a bris before so this was totally new territory and to top it off, I was one of the "helpers". Basically, after Max given Manischewitz wine to dull the pain, grampa and I held the poor guy down while the Mohel performed the circumcision. Thankfully, the procedure was quick and Max quieted down quickly afterwards and fell asleep.
This morning the proud parents found this entry in Max's journal:
Yesterday was day eight of my life. It started out just like every other day so far. I'm really getting the whole crying to be fed and then pooping on my parents thing down pat. Things got weird after lunch though. Mommy let me have my first wine. Sure, it was Kosher and cost $3.99 a bottle but I was eight days old so who was I to complain? I tied on a good buzz and quickly fell asleep. The next thing I know, I have a searing pain down below. I tried valiantly to free myself but to no avail. Before I knew it, I was being given more wine and soon I fell back asleep. Today when I woke up, I had a blistering headache and a bandage on my penis. I'm never drinking again.
Sorry we haven't posted recently. That whole selling the house and moving thing really got in the way of what is important, entertaining my singles (dozens would be WAY too much!) of readers. So what have we done, well, we had a yard sale trying to get some suckers to give us money to move our stuff so we wouldn't have to. Mission accomplished there. We finally closed on our house and have cash in hand (in bank actually). We've moved into our temporary temporary digs, the apartment at my office, until November when we move (yet again!) into a caretaking gig for the rest of the winter.
At the property, the driveway is pretty much done, it will need a final layer of gravel after construction but that's about it. The septic system is also in. There is nothing to hook it up to yet but at least it's there. Come to think of it, I may take the cover off the tank and "cristen" it proper. That seems like something I'd do. Mucho thanks to Marcy's dad, by the way, if it wasn't for him, that 500 foot long driveway would have never happened. I guess I should also thank him for having Marcy too but not until he thanks my parents for having me. Profusely.
Next up is the foundation. We'll begin excavation next week and then, hopefully, have someone come along to do the footers and icf walls.
There, now we're all caught up. Do you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? Not yet? Well try this. Below are pics of Brynna, Allie and Molly running up and down the new septic at the old house on the day of the yard sale. Envision three little girls running up and down the berm screaming their lungs out. The neighborhood dogs are sooooo glad we're gone.