Pics of SuperFinn and Francostein

Obviously, I needed to post some of these.



I went on holyoak.net to find some old pics, but they are gone :(. I couldn't help but think of Joshy when I saw these. I think it is the head. Send some pics to me Joshy if you have them.





Here are some of Frankie's new moves. I like my babies to run around in onesies that are unbuttoned. Usually, he holds his arms out in front of him for balance, resembling his nickname.

Early to rise

For some reason, my kids think its a funny joke to wake up before the crack of dawn these days. So awesome. My response is to make them wait in their beds for a while. For instance, when Finn woke up the other morning at 5:40 am, he had to chill in his crib for maybe an hour. He finally got me out of bed with this comment, "Aww Man! Come on!"

Rika's Challenge

Rika is one of the most motivated, productive people I know. Like 4 weeks ago, Erika challenged me to write on my blog everyday that week. Rika knows I do not like her to "go army on me" so just to show her who's boss of the challenge, I waited four weeks to do it. Let's see if I can make it happen this week.

Halloween!

Today we had a FUN birthday costume party. Franco already has his costume, but Finn's has been hard to come by. I couldn't make it happen before today, so instead we bought him some Superman jammies (thanks Julie and Craig for the idea). Aside from the pirate dressups from Aunti Di, this was Finn's first dress up outfit and I did not know what I have been missing.

Finn talks non-stop. When we got the jammies on, he babbled about how he was "Superman, no SuperFinn, to the rescue". . .the whole nine yards. Then I told him to check himself out in the mirror. Amazing. Hands went to the chest, he let out a huge sigh, hands moved above his head, face grew a hugh smile. He was pleased with his bad self. Next thing I know, the little dude is climbing on all the furniture, because hey, he's a superhero, he gotsta fly right? He's jumping off of everything. The sad moment came when he decided to climb up on the dining room ridiculously-too-large-for-our-house-but-I-love-it-too-much table, despite the warnings to keep off it. The poor little Kryptonite slipped off, wedging his little face between the wall and the table (like I said it doesn't fit our room) and he did one of those cries where he cries and then cries really hard, then shakes his head because it hurts so bad and resist the hugs even--something Finn never usually resists--and lets the cry go silent for a while. But Superman was invincible and he got back up and sweated up that little white matted hair before any party festivities even began. Dressing up is seriously awesome!

The party was groovy, down in that beautiful Rancho Santa Margarita, Beda put on a great party with Amy, who I actually knew--Jill Berrett's sister-in-law, small world. So all our friends were there, there was homemade rootbeer (the bomb!), a Frankenstein pinata, pass-the-pumpkin game that Finn won with Braden, amazing pumpkin cake (Brock, I am very impressed) party favors galore, a nice pitbull named Daisy. Finn was in hog heaven, Franco was pretty cool with it himself. I love this time of year!

Department Store Photos

You just have to do it for the peeps--grandmas, aunties, etc. Let me know if you need some.

Suddenly I feel like quilting, and eating

How genious is this quilt? It is called Hostess, like the cupcake.

Turning Point

This year I have undergone a change of perspective on many things because of this:

"There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so."
--Shakespeare's Hamlet

Universal truths--as far as I can know them--aside, I have taken the liberty to apply it to everything else in my life lately. Essentially, it has made me consistently aware of and responsible for my perception of the good and bad about things. Herein I have found new liberties.