If it’s outside and over 80, I do this:
See the lips?
They're starting to turn purple.
HUZZAH!
Next Up: What we do when it rains…
If it’s outside and over 80, I do this:
See the lips?
They're starting to turn purple.
HUZZAH!
Next Up: What we do when it rains…
On a lovely spring day, I was persuaded to set up the girls’ Hello Kitty tent on the front porch.
It’s amazing what a bit of nylon fabric can do for easily amused kiddos
Monday was a great night.
I had gotten some tickets to go see Andy Mckee at Jammin’ Java up in Vienna for my birthday; after some back and forth, my Mom came along, too. (Her birthday’s two days after mine, so it fit.)
Here are some pics:
Mom and I waiting for the show to start...not a glamor shot, I know.
OK, so the concert last night was great. I shot and uploaded a bunch of pictures and videos (McKee made it clear that he didn’t mind), and’ve…well, I could say that I did it for a friend that couldn’t be there – and I did, in part – but I’ve got to admit that I’m a huge geek and did so for myself, too.
These aren’t the best videos you’ll see – they were very spur of the moment with my little pink camera – but I was there. So they’re cool
I’m here waiting for the Andy McKee concert to start
There will be atleast a few forthcoming pics.
The Face of Disillusionment
Cate had soooo looked forward to snow; and, even here, miserable and cold, she didn’t want to leave it (and protested whenever I started to bring her in).
She just wanted it to be as she imagined it.
And not quite so frozen.
Cate was less happy with snow in reality than snow as a concept. And, I assure you, I wasn’t being an unusually cruel Mommy – I had tried to bring her in many times before both of these pictures, but was met with protests of, “NOOOO! NO ‘side!” *points outside* “s’NOOOOOOW!”
For her part, Meg was a big help with clearing off the porch steps and my car.
First, I’d like to say that my kids rawk because they can amuse themselves until their fingers go numb by doing the following:
Ready for Action
Jagged...Ice...
Setting Sun
Because it's fun to break ice
Finding Puddles
Ice Angels
Meghan declared, "The ice needs to be cleaned!"
30 Minutes! 30 minutes on this last one alone.
I love my goils
And, with that: Girl’s pics coming (really) once I get home from work today.I’m putting it on my list.It will get checked off, and I have no class tomorrow so I won’t be up until odd hours reading.
My department at GMU has a “Who’s Who” feature on the support portion of their website. Being one of the new peeps, I was this month’s “feature”.
I wrote my intro ( (\/)wa Ha Ha!) – with some very conspicuous and welcome help from Meg (really…the reason this is being posted) and the pic was taken this morning:
Corri Patrick
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REDACTEDHi, all!
I am a “returning student” currently in the pursuit of my first B.A., roughly speaking in Anthropology and Political Science – and, no, I do not know what I am going to do with that piece of paper once attained but to have it and hold it and love it forever and ever. Between mothering my two young daughters, attending classes/doing course work, and my job (which I like very much – Classroom Technologies, represent!), most of my time is spoken for. Spare moments are usually spent with my kids (at a local park, riding our bikes, or engaging in wondrous unstructured play); reading (I’m once again burning through Jim Butcher’s Dresden series); or watching The Daily Show, American Dad, or a movie in Blu-Ray loveliness…while doing laundry (because small people produce amazing piles of clothes).
At one point I had delusions of sinking into blissful hours of game playing on my PS3, but those thoughts were soundly bludgeoned by reality.
I grew up in this area – born in Fairfax and then raised in Occoquan, Stafford, and Alexandria – but have spent the past few years between southeastern Alabama and nestled amongst Lake Ontario and the Adirondacks in extreme upstate New York and am glad to be back home. Even with all its faults and headache-inducing traffic, northern Virginia is an engaging place to live and work.
I’ve now run out of things to say, so have decided to
shamelessly exploit my daughter’s cutenessask my 4-year-old for further description:Mommy needs a Batman Mommy cape.
She’s beautiful and she’s nice, and, well, sometimes she cleans and she goes to school.
Mommy is a happy person and smart and she smiles. Mommy takes good care of me.
Mommy lets me play games with her and she takes me to the park. And I like it when she goes to the playground with me.
Sometimes she watches Disney Princess with me and I want to watch Incredible Hulk stuff with her but we haven’t watched that.
And we watch dinosaurs and Justice League and Wonder Woman is a superhero and a princess.
Meghan and Mommy and Cate play and have fun, and sometimes we get in trouble but everyone gets in trouble sometimes.
And we have cats, and they’re cats. Sometimes they let us pet them and sometimes they play with each other and sometimes they play hide and seek.
OK, I’m done now.(The “author”, distracted, runs to play with her sister.)
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And, fam: There are some _great_ pics of the girls I’m going to edit and upload…right after I finish the readings for my class tomorrow.
The girls and I cleaned pretty much all day yesterday…and, yep, I do mean “the girls and I”.
While getting some stuff done might’ve taken about twice as long (and the tops of stools got cleaned about five times each), the girls really did try.

Later, after celebratory sundaes, Meg and Cate settled down to watch “The Sword in the Stone”.

We managed to fold naptime into movie time