Goodbye Ugly!

In case you didn't know it, 1970s-yellow is no longer considered a pleasing color... especially when it is the dominant color used in a bathroom. The problem is when you live in a 40-year-old house, "fixing ugliness" seldom tops the priority list for home projects. But, as luck would have it, the sinks from our upstairs bathroom started leaking onto our kitchen ceiling, which provided us with the perfect excuse to 'update' our bathroom.

We initially only intended to replace the vanity top and leaking sinks, but one thing led to another, and well, we basically ended up redoing the whole thing. The vanity top and sinks were installed by a repairmen (with Andrew's help), and it took us (mostly me, done while Andrew was traveling on business) nearly 3 weeks to do everything else. It really was a lot of fun to do and now I'm looking forward to redoing our master bathroom- which is currently a 1970s-pink. The hardest part of the whole process was overcoming my fear of the tile cuter shown below. After a few tries though I discovered that it was pretty easy to use.

Andrew may feel like his manhood is threatened, but I must say that I really enjoy fixing things up around the house.

The end result...

Happy Birthday Andrew

10 Random Facts About Andrew

Fact 1: Andrew LOVES when I take his picture. LOVES. IT.

Fact 2: He is obsessed with cereal. Seriously. He would eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner and be completely content.

Fact 3: He never complains about anyone. I love him for this.

Fact 4: He gets really excited when he can bike to work.

Fact 5: He sometimes forgets that he is only in his early 30's and uses words like "folk". (context: "They really are good folk.")

Fact 6: He always sings in the shower. Someday I will record this.

Fact 7: I think he secretly fantasizes that he is Bear Grylls from "Man vs. Wild".

Fact 8: He tells the best "Dad, Sam and Luke" adventure stories each night to the boys.

Fact 9: Some of his family and some of my friends refer to him as "Drewski". This nickname was started by our sister-in-law and I think it is hilarious that it has stuck.

Fact 10: We love him dearly and could never ask for a better father and husband for our family.

"Baseball, that's my game."

In the above picture (taken from the first day of school) you will see Sam wearing a shirt which says "Soccer- That's My Game".

Never was a falser statement claimed.

Not only is soccer NOT Sam's game, but he openly dislikes it. I signed him up for a soccer class this past fall and it was a complete disaster. Between mid-practice walk offs, and then outright refusals to go to his practices, it became apparent that I should have consulted Sam before signing him up.

So color me surprised when Sam expressed an interest in playing baseball this spring. This time however, before signing him up, I made him promise (in blood) that he actually wanted to play baseball and would not quit. He assured me that he really wanted to play, even informing me that "baseball, not soccer", was his game.

So far Sam seems to be true to his word. He really enjoys his practices, and even had his first game this past Tuesday. Most importantly, he is really having fun. Maybe baseball is his game after all.

RMM- 2010 Spring Break Edition

Does the Easter Bunny still freak me out? Yes.

Did I eat too much Easter candy? Yes.

Are the Cherry Blossoms still my favorite thing about DC? Yes.

Should you mark your calenders next year to visit us during the Cherry Blossoms? Yes.

Did we love seeing our North Carolina family members who came up for a visit? YES!

The boys and their cousin Anika

Saying goodbye to the cousins

The True Meaning of Spring

Last Saturday Andrew was working in the yard and found a worm. He called Luke over, who upon seeing the worm declared, "Awwww! He is so cute!" Luke then opened his hand and added Andrew's worm to the three he was already holding.

Then on the way to school this morning Luke stopped and picked up a dead worm. I yelled, "No! Don't pick up dead worms!" Luke responded with a laugh and said, "Why? Look how cute he is!"

Precious, right?

Thanks to Luke I no longer think of spring as the season of my birth, but rather the season of worms, mud, sticks and rocks. This is because he snuggles up with every worm in our yard, rolls around in the mud the moment he walks outside, and has to be holding a rock or stick at all times.

Honestly though, I can deal with the worms, I can deal with the rocks and sticks deposited throughout my entire house and minivan, but the mud? The mud is starting to get to me. After repeatedly washing my kids shoes last week and this week, I've decided that they can now play outside in their bare-feet.

The Best Parts of My Day

Seeing this face as soon as I wake up. (Who cares if she is the one who wakes me up?)


Looking out of my window and seeing this little boy playing outside.


Watching this kid come running out of school with the biggest smile on his face.

And best of all, putting my kids to bed so I can hang out with this guy.