The Veling Family

Is This Really Happening?

2011-09-27T20:03:00.000-07:00

I should have never gotten out of bed this morning. I knew it the moment I opened my eyes and felt that "good morning to you too headache." I knew it when I almost put Nutella on a turkey sandwich and spilled half the water while making my coffee. It was a day riddled with "is this really happening?" A day that I could not make up if I wanted to. Let me explain. I watch two little girls, two days a week. The 3 year old we will call "G". The 20 month old we will call "Els" (so to prevent embarrassment from any future suitors). Most days with these two go off without a hitch, throw in a few butt wipes and some fight prevention and it's a day. Well, that was not the case for this day. Let's start with G. She naps in a pull up. Today she pooped in said pull up. G is potty trained. So I asked her what happened. G said, "I was awake, but didn't want to get up and use the potty." Hey, we've all had those days, who am I to judge? I simply clean up the mess, including G's "poopy buns", per her request. Now it's Els turn. Els is not potty trained, but is in a taking off her diaper phase, which is usually averted by making sure she has pants on. Els has now moved to a taking off her pants phase. After nap (or at least I hope it was after nap and the child did not sleep in her own filth), Els decides to use her mad clothing/diaper removal skills and have some paint time in her playpen. If you are an easy gagger, you may want to skip to the end. So I throw Els in the tub, clean the poopy child off (it was even on her nose), all the while listening to Emma gag in the corner and just hoping there is not another bodily fluid to clean up. Emma manages to keep it together and as I get Els dressed I gather up the "painted" laundry (including Olivia the pig and 2 baby dolls) and as I head to the washer, the decimated diaper falls out of the bundle and lands open on the kitchen tile. Hey, at least it wasn't the carpet right?! Now the kids are clean (and so is the tub), the laundry is in and I can sit down for five mins, or maybe get a glass of water. I'm sitting, I'm sipping (and imagining it's wine)......1 minute, 2...."mommy, poo poo!" Which means Emma the princess is on the toilet and needs her butt wiped. Wow, is this really happening? 3 minutes later Julianna says..."mommy I think Els is stinky." Well why wouldn't she be??? Oh and she also already has her pants off! Thank goodness I got to her before the diaper removal. PHEW! After a quick change, daddy comes to get them, and I can't get the wine poured into my glass fast enough. Two sips later, I start dinner for my girls. It's some boxed fettuccine noodle crap (organic and all natural I may add). Perhaps at this point I should have realized I had no food in my stomach. One glass of wine later, the organic and all natural fettuccine crap has boiled over and spilled its entire contents onto the stove. Oh look, something else to clean up. As I stand over my stove trying to salvage dinner and fighting the tears, I decide, as any rational person would, to order pizza. My decision is met with cheers from the crowd, or maybe it was just my kids, wine on an empty stomach remember! In the 20 minutes that we wait for the pizza I also manage to knock over my wine glass (don't worry none was wasted, it was empty) and break it. Oh look, something else for me to clean up. I then leave my older two at home and Em's and I walk to the deli to get the pizza. Now don't go freaking out on me people, the deli is 1 block away, we have a big scary watch dog, probably live in the safest neighborhood ever, and I locked the doors. Anyways, we are almost to the deli and I trip, fall, land in the dirt, on my face. I manage to get up and dust myself off before Em's notices. Which is a good thing, cuz she laughs hysterically when people fall (she gets that from me). We return home to the cheering crowd, dish up our food, and Victoria tells me she wants to try the organic and all natural fettuccine crap which I just let keep cooking, while I was cleaning up the broken wine glass and waiting for the deli pizza. So I grab a bowl for my daughter and on it's way down from the high cabinet (yes high, I am 5'2), I smack myself in the head with it. At this point it is clear that I am done. I don't know what else could possibly go wrong. I finish dinner, cautiously and put the girls to bed, carefully. I guess now I should push enter before we lose power or the computer blows up, but first another glass of wine!

Capture!

2011-07-27T09:37:00.000-07:00

Some recent photo shoots.

Meet little miss Peyton. The easiest toddler I have done yet! She is a smiley, happy girl!

Meet baby Mya. A new cousin added to the family. Precious!

This is Summer

2011-07-19T14:25:00.000-07:00

As I turned on the dryer last night for the second time that day, filled with wet towels and bathing suits, I thought to myself, this is summer. When you use your bathing suits and towels faster than you can actually wash them. When you go through sunscreen like it is water, and the sand in your car is tolerable until next week. It's planning a party on a Thursday just because you can, it's staying in your jammies till noon. It means The Del Mar Fair, camping, and staying at friends way too late. Summer means Slurpees and Otter Pops and plums from our tree. It means warm evenings and dinners in the backyard. It's chlorine, and the beach, and sunscreen. I smell it in my girls' hair when I brush it, I smell it in the bathroom where the wet towels hang, I smell it in the car and in the garage and think......this is summer.

The Fair (trip number 1).

Camping Yosemite.

Pool fun!

More fun at the Fair (Trip #2)

Tattoos and Thoughts

2011-06-07T16:09:00.000-07:00

Ok, ok, sheesh. I need to blog, say my 5 followers. It's not that I don't have anything to say, I'm just not sure how much of my thoughts I should say, out loud. So instead I will resort to my "ten thoughts/facts on Tuesday" that I haven't done in awhile.....

I recently turned 34, I don't like that number. 33 just seemed more fun to say (and remember).
I think good friends are a gift to be cherished.
I can't handle selfish people.
I love photography but get nervous when booking clients.
Last week I called the county on a barking dog behind us. That is something I remember my parents doing. Crap, I am old.
I neglect my third child. Well, not really....but I can recall a time when my kids had to have a bath every night. Now, a trip to the pool and some spray on conditioner in the morning will do just fine. In my defense, she has curly hair that looks way better when you don't brush it. Unless of course it has become sort of dreadlock-ish, but that was only in Maui and I blame the sand and saltwater!
I am a bit of a neat freak. I blame my mother. I can see that Victoria is well on her way to being one also. What have I done?
I had a dream the other night that I drove my car into someone else's car, "Fried Green Tomatoes" style. Yes, I did it on purpose and the person will remain nameless. It was really fun.
I want another tattoo. I just have to get my hubs to agree.......

She Dances

2011-04-19T10:53:00.001-07:00

She is a dancer. I see it in her posture, and in her hands. Her toes pointed, her feet turned out. She twirls through the kitchen, she leaps through the living room. She is graceful, she is serious. She practices, she leads her class, she stands out. She dreams, she imagines, she loves. She dances.

It Starts with a Bang People

2011-04-18T11:46:00.000-07:00

I told myself that I was gonna start blogging again, but apparently I suck. So here I sit on our first official day of Spring Break and I am feeling beyond lazy. I blame the weather really. I mean how do we go from 80 degrees, sunny and gorgeous all week/weekend, to this crap? Ugh.

Today, I was awakened from my slumber at 8:00 am to clouds, a puking dog and a blaring car alarm. My only comment being, why do people have car alarms? Does any common bystander upon hearing a car alarm, even glance in its direction or much less think, hmmm "I better go see if someone is stealing my neighbors car, and do something about it?!" After my delicious cup off coffee, and a DVR'd Oprah (she only has 29 shows left people), I enjoyed a bowl of Pops and perused my treasured coupons. To which I discovered a little something about myself. I have become a coupon whore. If it is not on sale or almost free, then I can go without. I actually caught myself contemplating going through my neighbors recycling bin because, just maybe, they had a neat little stack of the Sunday circulars sitting right there on top? I might need an intervention soon. I can hear my girls upstairs, and their giggles. They are still in their jammies, and watching Tangled.....my new favorite movie by the way.

The dogs are snoring, my feet are freezing and tummy is growling, and what do ya know, it is lunchtime already. I don't feel like going to the store, but am not sure we can survive till Wed (when we leave for camping) on creamer and a box of Cheerios. My children are still smelling of chlorine and soccer from the weekend, but running a bath for Emma, because she HATES showers, sounds like a lot of effort. I can smell and almost taste Maui it is so close. This too I blame for my laziness. It is merely vacationitis.

So to wrap things up, we are 4 hours into Spring Break, are all in our jammies, I have sent Emma to her room five times for screaming like a Teradactyl, and have threatened my oldest with a bathroom cleaning. I have however enriched my soul by watching Oprah and discovering my obsession for coupons. I shutter to think what the rest of the day may bring.....

Elementary Love

2011-04-05T18:49:00.000-07:00

I was looking through the pictures that I took on Julianna's field trip. Looking for one that represented the day. This is the one that stood out. You can barely see Julianna in the middle of her two friends. But I can see her smile. Her joy. It was taken on the tractor ride around the flower fields as the girls were giggling and singing a song about dirt (which was later stuck in my head, no matter how hard I tried to shake it). I love to go on my kids field trips, and help in their classes. It is the best way to see how they act around their peers, and who these peers are, that will so greatly influence them. On this day I noticed the kindness of these first graders. It stood out to me. There was no fighting. No arguing. No tattling. Instead there was only hand holding, and it wasn't just girls! I watched as a little girl gave her favorite chips to a boy, because he was still hungry. I saw one boy in tears as he had no "buddy" for the maze, and before the teacher could even ask, a little girl volunteered.

Even now as I write this, I wonder when we lose such a capacity for love. The love shown to me through a first grade class. The love that brought me to tears as later, in the classroom, I watched a group of kids huddle around a boy that was crying over a lost pencil. I saw them all scramble to give him one of their own pencils, and hug him. A few boys pulled up a chair next to him and kept their hands on his back! Yep, I said boys! Not just sensitive, emotional girls.....but boys too.

The teacher later told me that this might be the most loving class she has had. That no matter who is hurting, boy or girl, they all show deep concern for their friends. She told me she battles tears daily as she watches such acts of love. She said she is humbled by them, and they have taught her more than she has this year. I can only hope, as she did, that they never lose this capacity for love. There is a quote..."the only thing harder than hatred is love". This seems so true for us adults. Negative, nasty adults, that forget to look beyond ourselves for our friends that are crying over lost pencils.

Cuteness

2010-09-22T11:21:00.000-07:00

I recently took pictures of my dear friend Michelle and her little man, Xavier. He kills me with his cuteness! I got my workout with him for sure, as he found it hilarious to run away from the camera. Here are just some of my favorites, although it was hard to pick!

Writings From Second Grade

2010-06-11T12:15:00.000-07:00

As the end of the school year approaches, the school projects start trickling in.......it might be my favorite part. From art projects to writing, it is all so fun to see what my girls come up with throughout the year. Here are just a few from Victoria that I just have to post, written just as she wrote them.......one even made me cry (big shocker).

"I Have A Dream" January, 2010

Dear Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.,

I am writing to you because I would like to talk with you and you are our hero. I just want you to know that I love you and your dream has come true. I think that you are wonderful and amazing. I hope that I will never forget about you. I truly wish everybody remembers your words and you were alive.

Your friend, Victoria

"All About Me"

My name is Victoria and I am in second grade. My favorite color is blue and I love to eat pizza. I like to be artistic, and sing and paint, and be a Veternarian and animals. Without a doubt I am one pretty student!

"Dear Mommy"

I just want you to know that I love you and that you're very special to me. You make me feel loved and special. Remember, that you're the best mom ever and that you will be in my heart forever and that I will always be your little angel.

Love, Victoria

"The Importance of Ice Cream"

The important thing about ice cream is that you can eat it. And it is cold and its sweet. It comes in shapes. You can buy them at the store. But the most important thing about ice cream is that you can eat it.

"Jalapeno Bagels"

I think jalapeno bagels are really delicious. They look yummy and interesting. They smell like fresh bread and cheesy pizza. They taste fantastic and yummy. Jalapeno bagels feel bumpy and squishy. Without a doubt, I love jalapeno bagels.

Halfway to 16

2010-05-20T07:48:00.000-07:00

How did this happen so fast? How can she be 8 years old already? People have always told me to treasure every moment, because time flies. Well this year that became truth for me as I realized that my daughter is halfway to 16! It freaked me out to say the least, and after a small anxiety attack I had to just deal with it I guess.....unless someone has a time machine, or better yet, one that stops time? Then I also thought about what a joy the past 8 years have been, and how I wouldn't trade them for anything. Watching her grow and mature, seeing her learn and explore life. She is kind and caring to others, and never ceases to stand up for those that are being picked on. She is confident, creative, and loves to make us laugh. This year she has excelled in her reading and writing. She is the best speller in her class, getting 100% on every spelling test. She loves vacations, riding her scooter and swimming. Going to church, the beach and watching iCarly. She is our joy, and our light.......happy 8th birthday Victoria Paige!

Gizmo the Pug

2010-04-26T11:22:00.000-07:00

Meet Gizmo, our new Pug. It is wonderful to have a Pug in the house again, for I am a Pug lover. I love their wrinkly faces and curly tails, their snorts and snores, but especially their personalities. They way they tilt their heads at the sound of something they don't quite understand. Ever since we suddenly lost our Pug Stella a little over a year ago, I have wanted another Pug. I would peruse the Pug rescue sites, even local breeders, and none ever felt quite right. I had worked so hard on Stella.....from potty training, to manners, and just as she was becoming that perfect dog, she died. A part of me was still angry about it, as it seemed all that work was for nothing. So, I wasn't sure I wanted another puppy. I was being picky, and probably a bit ridiculous. Couldn't I just find a black one that was like a year old and already potty trained? Then just like that, an email came (from my sis-in-law), with a picture of a black pug who just turned one in December and needed a home. Oh and the kicker.....he was free and potty trained! After a few days of pondering, we went for it.....my hubby indeed loves me, and Gizmo is adjusting quite well. In the short 20 hours that we have had him, he has attached himself to Matthew and me, and is still trying to figure out the kids. After all, they are loud and move fast, and there are 3 of them for heaven's sake! He joined me in the shower this morning and seemed to enjoy the warm water, so I grabbed the kid's shampoo and seized that opportunity. As I write this he is laying on my feet, on his back, snoring......and hopefully dreaming of his new family.

Say Cheese

2010-03-22T12:44:00.000-07:00

These were taken by my friend Jaime (well maybe her hubby John too), and I had to post them. We found an old train station in Del Mar while the four of us were enjoying a walk on the beach, and it made for some cool backgrounds. Thanks guys for the pics, and for the new lens as well!! Can't wait to try it out in Israel!

Princess Tooter Pants

2010-03-08T22:30:00.000-08:00

Today my baby turns 3! My little Emma. The one who makes me laugh more than once a day, and can give the best stink eye ever. Her personality is all her own, as is the territory in being the third born I think. She adores her sissies, well when they aren't making her mad (as she puts it), and is definitely a mommy's girl. She wants to be a big girl but is still holding onto the baby, but I really don't mind. She loves princesses and pirates, but not Buzz because "that's for boys." Her giggles melt my heart and her Teradactyl screams pierce my ears. She is my everyday joy, the light in the backseat that asks for the "Taylor Swift cd" in the car. She thinks it hilarious to toot at the dinner table simply for a laugh, and then declare that she is "Princess Tooter Pants". Happy birthday my love, my Princess Tooter Pants!

Clutter

2010-02-11T08:42:00.000-08:00

Here I am, It is Thursday morning, my older girls are in school, Emma is watching a Barbie movie (those are kind of creepy) and I am deciding that my blog needs attention. So here is a list of things that are cluttering my congested mind.

Potty training Emma, this is the third attempt.
Working with Julianna on her schoolwork. Kinder for half a day is worthless.
Laundry, laundry, laundry....I think it grows and multiplies by itself.
My ticket. It makes me ill when I think about how expensive it is.
Disneyland expires next month. If we do the "give a day" thing we can use towards renewal, but then there is that dang ticket to pay for!
I have another photography gig this month. I love taking pictures, but I always get so nervous the weeks leading up to it. I know I just need to have more confidence in myself.
The grocery game is getting fun. $170 worth of groceries at Vons this week for $110....not too shabby.
How do we teach our girls the importance of selflessness? They have a playroom full of toys and lack for nothing. It is one of my biggest fears, raising selfish children.
I actually read the World Vision magazine that I get every month and it made me cry. I think that we forget the poverty and sadness in the world as we live our cushy little lives. To think that there are 7 and 8 year olds raising their younger siblings, living in straw huts and eating one small potato per day. Sometimes I feel like we are simply not doing enough.
I often think about adoption. Matthew isn't sold on the deal, so I will pray.
We are going to Israel in May with the Coffman's, and a 2 day stop in NYC. It will be an amazing trip with great friends.

I told you it was cluttered......but I feel better now.

Merry Christmas and Goodnight

2009-12-29T13:53:00.000-08:00

It is so hard to believe that another Christmas has come and gone.....where oh where does the time go? The girls loved everything that came with the season this year, and Emma being a bit older, was really able to enjoy it (as you can see from her expression above after getting a new toothbrush)! After my mom suffered a heart attack 3 days before Christmas, we had to re-arrange things a bit. This year we spent Christmas day with good friends, as they too were without family, and we had a great time feasting and mostly watching the Chargers win. Go Chargers! Then on Sunday with my mom released and on the mend, we hosted our family Christmas. This was the first time it was at our house and thus, so was the cooking. I felt like an adult and a crazy person all at once. I think it was a success (or at least everyone is lying to me). Kudos to my awesome hubby who took charge of cooking the prime rib and our broccoli dish. It was a successful day and a wonderful season. Merry Christmas my family.

The McNeill Family.........

2009-12-12T20:32:00.000-08:00

The Knight Family.......

2009-12-12T20:24:00.000-08:00

The Best Family........

2009-12-12T20:18:00.000-08:00

The Lopez Family.......

2009-12-12T20:10:00.000-08:00

Applebees and Magic

2009-11-18T15:15:00.000-08:00

Have you ever made a mistake as a mom that really, truly broke your heart? I did just last week. It started with a phone call from Victoria's teacher, to tell me that she was getting the "Shining Star" award. She told me when the assembly was and I mentioned it to Matthew, but as I'm sure you can see where this story is going, I failed to write it down. As I picked her up from school on the day of, she was bursting with joy. She told me she "had to show me something that I might be surprised about." Right then it hit me. I had missed the assembly. I had forgotten! I told her that mommy had just forgot, and that I was so sorry. She smiled, and told me it was "okay." So as I held back my own tears, I listened to her tell me how the assembly went. Get out your tissues now. She said, "every time the principal gets ready to call names, I close my eyes, and cross my fingers hoping that it will be me. And it worked today because she called my name. Then I went up to get my award, and I crossed my fingers again, hoping that you guys were there to see me." At this point, I wanted to curl up into a ball and sob. It was the most horrible feeling that I have had as a mother thus far. Although she told me it was "okay", I certainly didn't think that it was. She continued to be her chatty self driving home, and while I was half listening and half trying to think of a way to make it up to her, I had a brilliant idea. Applebees! For some bizzare reason our kids love Applebees. We hardly ever go, so it is a mystery to us. Anyways, her Shining Star award just happened to come with a free kid's meal coupon for Applebees.....perfect. Well, last night was our Applebees night. We sat at a small table for two (this she noticed and thought was so fun), she chose her meal carefully, ordered it herself and was especially excited about the Sierra Mist (soda is not a regular event for us). We ate, we talked and I sat in wonder at how grown up she seemed. There is something to be said about alone time with each kid. You notice things that are not normally seen when you aren't trying to keep the toddler from throwing her drink on the floor or shoving ketchup up her nose. She told me all about school, her class and her friends. She asked me things like when did I know I wanted to marry daddy (and there was no way I could tell her the real age, so I stuck with 19), and what did I want to be when I grew up. She had funny, quirky facial expressions at times, especially when she decided that everyone that lives in San Diego should only root for the Chargers (makes sense to me). We ended the evening with a $1.99 cheesecake sundae to share and as the waitress took her coupon and doted on her achievement, she grinned from ear to ear, and so did I. It was a magical evening with my special girl.

A Day

2009-10-09T09:56:00.000-07:00

Julianna time at Disneyland

Oh what a day it turned out to be yesterday. Julianna had her very first audition for a commercial, a My Little Pony commercial! This audition was in LA, and I do mean LA...the heart of it. It was an easy 2 hour drive, and we find the place (barely, and only because I turned down a street where the address should have been and saw lots of SUV's with moms in their Ed Hardy attire). After signing in, and mommy taking a quick inventory of the competition, they call her name and she lines up with a group of four other girls waiting to go into the audition room (without me). At this point I notice how small she looks compared to the other girls, and I also notice that the line they are required to read is all about Littlest Pet Shop and not My Little Pony. I chalk it up to the agent being confused, because let's face it if you don't have kids, all toys pretty much sound the same. Then the woman in charge of calling the kids and ushering them into the studio, who I will call earpiece lady because I was pretty convinced she was talking to herself for 20 mins until I noticed the earpiece, comes over and asks me how old Julianna is. I tell her and she does this little intake of air deal that makes me cringe. "Oh no", she says, "today is for 8-10 year olds. Yesterday was the 5 year old audition." I am flabbergasted, speechless, pissed. She urges me to call our agent, but also explains that it would be "impossible" to allow her to read today because it is for the wrong part. I talk to our agent, turns out it was an email timing thing, can't really blame her, but seriously?? Earpiece lady talks to me again, and says..."man I am so disappointed that she wasn't here yesterday, I mean just look at her, she is gorgeous." Well, that is not helping earpiece lady!! She goes back into the room, at which point I notice she is still carrying around Julianna's headshot. I am hoping that means something, but after 10 minutes, I figure we might as well leave. But then earpiece lady appears.....she is smiling....at me. She says, "I went in there and I told John that this little girl is beautiful and if she could read for yesterday's Little Pony part. He says, really? That is great because I think yesterday's choices were pretty slim....send her in." So she auditioned, and it was a separate tape with just her on it, since they can't mix ages, so maybe that makes her odds better? I thanked earpiece and asked how it went and she said Julianna did "great." Of course, I can only wonder. She is a shy thing who has a hard time in Jazz class if people are watching her.
We left then, and I decided that for her effort (and it is a lot of effort for her to be outgoing) we would swing by Disneyland for a few rides. After sitting on the 10 freeway for an hour and me almost losing my mind (man I hate LA), we finally arrive at Disney. Where I let her decide what rides and she doesn't stop talking the whole time. Anybody that knows Julianna, knows that she is a quiet soul. Getting her to talk to even mommy and daddy is tough. This was different. This was wonderful. This was precious. She talked about school, and friends. She talked about Disneyland and remembering different trips there with friends and family. We went on Haunted Mansion, where she held my held in line and told me she loved me 20 times, and Star tours, then shared a burger and fries. On our way out, she picked something under $5, and got something for Victoria too because she didn't want her to be sad that we went. As we walked to the tram, hand in hand she told me that she loved to hold my hand, and that she had the best day with me. I would have to agree completely!

My Beautiful Girls

2009-10-04T10:04:00.000-07:00

Some updated pictures of my girls. I was playing with my new flash, and a new location with good backgrounds. Man I love these girls.

Back to School

2009-08-28T08:23:00.000-07:00

How did this happen? My girls are too big. Victoria started 2nd grade and Julianna Kindergarten. They were so excited to start, especially Julianna who has been dreaming of this day. Emma is enjoying the time with mommy, but especially the free reign of any toy that she wants!

Good Times

2009-08-15T13:27:00.000-07:00

Just posting a few pics from our vacation. We rented a house on the Russian River. We spent many days at the river, enjoyed some wine in Napa, and saw family that I had never met before. It was a fun time had by all.

Happy Birthday Booga!

2009-08-02T20:43:00.000-07:00

Today my Booga turns 5! It is a number that she has been waiting eagerly for. Next is Kindergarten, she is just so excited. Here are a few of my favorite pictures over the years. Happy Birthday my sweet girl, my shrimp, my booga. I love you.

Regular Days

2009-07-17T00:00:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was a regular day. All the regular stuff that is not worth mentioning, because it would bore you. Yet there was something not so regular about it. It was a night that started with a trip to urgent care with Victoria. Now every mother out there knows that any great ailment that afflicts your child never occurs within normal business hours, when a simple and fast trip to the doctor is possible. So, after big crocodile tears and a little googling (I knew it was swimmer's ear), I cave and make the dreaded trip to urgent care. And can you even believe that we were seen and sent out the door, prescription in hand, in 25 minutes? It might actually be a world record. Next stop, the pharmacy (which all only have 1 employee working the line of 45 people). Needless to say we had to wait. Here is the funny thing about this time.......it was fun. Victoria and I strolled around the store, looked at all the silly things that CVS sells. Where else can you get some Croc knock-offs and a souvenir San Diego t-shirt in neon green? As we walked, we talked. One on one with my 7 year old. She asked questions, some which were hard to answer (and that occurred in the feminine product aisle), and some that were just plain funny. I asked her if it was ok with her when people told her she looks like me, and the pride in her smile said it all. On our way home we each enjoyed a Reese's (the cups), which she said she deserved for being a good patient. We sang along to the radio, and she told me that I sang better than Hannah Montana!

I sit here now and realize that someday she will roll her eyes when she is told she looks like me. Someday she won't think that being at CVS at 8pm is fun. Someday she won't ask me questions, because she will know everything. Someday mom singing in the car will just be ridiculous. Last night I was reminded to cherish my girls, and our regular days together.

Girly Girls

2009-07-02T07:47:00.000-07:00

Had to document Victoria's new haircut, she just looks too grown up. And it was a good excuse to take pictures......during which they were begging to go to the pool and be done already.

Summer Days.......

2009-06-19T16:32:00.000-07:00

Emma rolling in the leaves.

They all got new scooters from grandma, and they LOVE them (so does mommy for the summer entertainment).

Zoo day with our buddies the Martins.

You can never be too safe around water!

Tyson.....A Much Loved Dog

2009-06-04T14:48:00.000-07:00

"A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes. Status symbol means nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do just fine. A dog judges others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside. A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his. It was really quite simple, and yet we humans, so much wiser and more sophisticated, have always had trouble figuring out what really counts and what does not. As I wrote that farewell column to Marley, I realized it was all right there in front of us, if only we opened our eyes. Sometimes it took a dog with bad breath, worse manners, and pure intentions to help us see."
— John Grogan

Tyson Veling (Big Boy Handsome). 1998-2009.
He was a love, but only on his terms. When petting was needed he would nudge the closest hand, never mattered who. He much preferred people to other dogs. His days were spent gazing out the window, hoping for bunny sightings and avoiding the girls. On Tuesdays he would follow the gardeners from window to window just daring them to get out that maddening blower. He loved running in the nearby field, hunting quail (yes quail) and never giving up on that squirrel hole. He was terrified of thunder, and electronics.....which he related to the thunder and the power going off then on. He could sense earthquakes coming, and twice protected me from a coyote. No matter how grumpy he became, he was always a good boy. He was a great walking buddy. Never pulled. Never tugged. He was my shadow. He loved my slippers, not too chew on, simply to carry around. But perhaps my favorite thing about Tyson was his "love piles". On occassion, and especially when we were gone too long, he would collect pieces of clothing and pile them up. We always thought that the person who's clothes were chosen must have been his favorite for that particular day. There were times that he would have items from all of us. Picturing him now, rummaging through dirty and clean baskets for a little sock here or a shirt there makes me smile. These were his love piles. Not meant for chewing, just collecting. I think I will miss those the most.

A Little Bit of Emma

2009-06-02T10:07:00.000-07:00

I just love this video of Emma praying before dinner. Notice Victoria is really the one praying, but Emma always has to join in......while watching her sisters of course.

Love These, Must Post.

2009-05-29T21:26:00.000-07:00

Booga on Easter, just being precious.

The putting contest....she was serious (notice the index finger).

Happy Birthday Baby

2009-05-18T20:48:00.000-07:00

Her hair was so dark....crazy.

Today my baby girl turned 7! A number that sounds entirely too big for my liking. I can remember her arrival into the world like it was yesterday. Nobody forgets the birth of that first child. Especially after 24 hours of labor, ending in a c-section.

I was all worth it of course, she is a joy and we love watching her grow and learn. Happy birthday baby!

A Girl and Her Bug

2009-05-14T09:18:00.001-07:00

Saying her final goodbyes.

Recently Victoria found a new pet, a fuzzy caterpillar that she named "Caddy". She kept Caddy alive in her little bug house for over a week, but decided that she should probably let Caddy go (with much prodding from mommy) so she could turn into a butterfly (or moth) in peace. Victoria would hold Caddy for hours, and let her crawl all over the table (eww), and she even took her to school to share her. Yesterday was the day, time for Caddy to be set free....and with no tears, but a quick "have a good life Caddy", she let her go. Victoria has never been a big bug lover, so this all needed to be documented!

Firetrucks and Helicopters

2009-05-14T09:00:00.000-07:00

Those helmets are so heavy, that I had to hold it on!

Our local fire house (which is 2 blocks away) had their annual open house and BBQ. It started with a helicopter landing that nearly blew us all away, and ended with hamburgers and hot dogs cooked by the firemen. It is something the girls look forward to every year, and they always have fun.

Got Puke?

2009-05-06T10:08:00.000-07:00

Emma has a bit of a bug. Started with just a fever (first picture), but soon came upon us with projectile force. She managed to spew all over everything, including me. She looked so pathetic, that I had to take just a few pictures......wouldn't every mother?!

Funny Girl

2009-05-01T14:38:00.000-07:00

I think Emma is funnier than your average 2 year old. She makes us all laugh on a daily basis. Here she is "hiding" in the couch. She hides there and then calls her sisters to come find her. So, I wanted to document some of my favorites to date:

Mommy, wook at this! (look)
Futterby (butterfly)
Pinkerbell (Tinkerbell)
I wove daddy (love)
Mommy, I see pider (spider)
Mommy, where raff? (giraffe)
Mommy, I toot (followed by belly laughs)
Emma burp
Where raggi-pie? (a combo of raggy and paci)
Juce please mommy (pronounced with a silent j, for juice)
Li-la (Little Ann, our dog)
Go Chargers (which she says quite clearly)
Ewww, disgusting
I coming sissies
Mommy, nana do it
Mommy, tora do it
Tora (Victoria)
Nana (Julianna)
Mommy, I peeping, ssshhhh (sleeping)
Mommy, I pinning (swimming)
Emma Hungy (hungry)
Ahhh, cute efent (elephant, and she always thinks they are cute)
Baby one (in her animal sets.....the baby of the species)

Wednesday Thoughts

2009-04-29T17:29:00.000-07:00

I got to visit with my friend since high school, Laurel. We talked about wrinkles, getting older, and how it is still weird to us that we have children of our own. Man I wish she lived closer!
With my 32nd birthday fast approaching, I am forced to think of something that has just recently begun to freak me out a lot......aging! It is not that I think I am an old woman at the age of 32, but because if I am getting older, then so are my parents. So are my grandparents. So are my kids. Sometimes I wish that you could freeze time, or at least make it slow down a little.
I am so thankful for my little girls. I must take a moment, and freeze time, and praise God for them. They are healthy. They are alive. They are my joy.
My favorite thing that Emma says now is "ewww, disgusting!" This of course usually follows a burp from daddy. Although if she burps, she simply says.."ha ha, I burp." Guess it's not disgusting when it is her.
Does anyone else think that the Barbie movies are weird?
I hate dust. Seriously. If there was something invented that promised you no more dust I would buy it. Especially if it was only 3 easy installments of $19.99, and they threw in a free Shamwow.
I am so over American Idol. If I have to watch anymore lamos sing into the camera with those googly eyes, I will throw up. And really judges? Listening to them ramble on for 10 minutes? Maybe my attention span is just getting shorter, but it is just so BORING.

A Weekend of Sports.

2009-04-26T15:48:00.000-07:00

How cute is she with her pink clubs?!

Matthew heading for the finish and so happy.

This weekend I ran my first 5k, while Matthew ran his second half marathon. I have to note that for a girl that HATED running in PE, and usually faked some type of illness, this is monumental. I never pictured myself running daily for exercise (and liking it), and I certainly never thought I would enter in any type of race. Someone once told me that running is addicting (Peris), and I would now have to agree......I am already looking at a 10k.

And Victoria started her golf lessons on Friday and loved it. She has already asked when she gets to go back, and I think there is nothing cuter than a 6 year old in golf bermudas and pink clubs.

Flowers, Fun and Friends.

2009-04-20T09:26:00.000-07:00

After the Rapids.

Waiting for Toy Story.

On the railroad and gorgeous flowers at CA Adventure.

Although it was unusually hot for April (felt like August), we had another fun day at Disney with our friends the McNeill's. It was a day of firsts.....Star Tours, Thunder Mtn, Soaring, Grizzly Rapids, and Indiana Jones. My girls seemed much braver with boys around!

Emma Words

2009-04-13T13:42:00.000-07:00

Awhile back I posted an old video of a little Julianna and her "words". Something that Matthew started with Victoria. So now it begins with Emma, and a slightly modified version of course. Also, I have been having troubles with blogger and the format. Don't be offended if your website link has disappeared. Hopefully it will be correct soon enough (before I rip out my hair).

Camping Weekend

2009-04-05T16:21:00.001-07:00

We took this same picture last year and Emma could barely walk.

We went on our first camping trip of the season. The girls always love it, and Emma was easier this year. It was a great time just being together and making memories.

Belly Shoot

2009-03-29T22:12:00.000-07:00

My friend Michelle (and Rodney) asked me to take some belly photos. Here are just a few of my favorites of course. This was something I was nervous about for months, but am so happy with the final product......I hope she is too!

Photo Shoot

2009-03-19T09:44:00.000-07:00

It was Victoria's turn for some new pictures. I can't believe that she will be 7 in two months....for some reason it just sounds so big to me!

Two Years Old

2009-03-16T16:33:00.000-07:00

I realized today that I never blogged about my baby turning two. Her big day was celebrated at Disneyland......where she hated rides in the dark and wasn't too fond of the characters either. Besides that, she seemed to have lots of fun, Small World was her favorite of course. Anywho, here are some pictures from her big girl photo shoot. She is not the easiest to photograph, in fact she rather enjoys not looking at me on purpose. I also have been playing with a new photo editing program that I have and love so far.

Big Bear Weekend

2009-03-03T16:11:00.000-08:00

Here are a few of my favorites from our weekend in Big Bear. The cabin we stayed in was beautiful (thanks MIL), and the beds were amazing. Seriously, not sure what kind of matresses they were, but I have never slept better.....even the girls slept longer! Aside from sleeping, the days were spent lounging, eating way too much crap, and playing in the snow. Luckily there was a lot of snow on the ground in the backyard, along with a pre-made hill for sledding. The older girls loved it, while Emma's idea of snowplay was sitting in it and eating it.....nothing more. I have decided that bundling 3 kids up to go play in snow is dreadful. Perhaps living in SD has spoiled me, but being able to run out the door, with flip-flops and no jacket......yes please!

Hello!

2009-02-23T07:29:00.000-08:00

We found this video on an old laptop that we were cleaning off........here is an adorable video of Julianna, at about 2 years old. She says she is talking to "dadow" which is what she used to call my sister.

Slideshow

2009-02-15T11:19:00.000-08:00

The Before!

2009-01-28T17:58:00.000-08:00

The original cabinets, tile around tub and carpet with the tub step.

The original shower stall above. Below the destruction begins. Notice the plumbing is on the left side of the shower wall, and that gorgeous blue wallpaper!

Months ago we started to remodel our master bath thanks to a leaky shower and black mold in the wall. I realized after the fact that I didn't take any before shots of the whole bathroom. So, much to my mother-in-law's disgust I am using her bathroom as a fill-in, since we have the same model house. In her defense she does plan on remodeling hers soon. Thanks MIL!

The After!

2009-01-28T17:32:00.000-08:00

I love the cabinets painted black, and the new floor. Plus getting rid of the step in front of the tub made the room look even bigger.

This is a great shot of the new shower in the reflection of the mirror. Moving the plumbing to the other shower wall, enabled us to open up the side over the tub (thanks dad).

We kept the original tub, just changed the faucets in the whole bathroom (man those are pricey). You can kinda see the floor tile in the shower here....might be my favorite part! The hall in front of the shower leads to the potty, not too exciting....hence no pics. It was a long, tedious and expensive project, but I now LOVE my bathroom.

2008 in Pictures

2009-01-06T09:51:00.001-08:00

One of our many camping trips (notice Stella in the back).

Our stay in La Quinta for Matthew's golf tournament.

Emma at 15 months gets 8 stitches in her hand.

Fun at the SD County Fair.

Camping in Lake Tahoe.

We lost our little Stella to a bee sting.

My Grandpa went home to be with Jesus (pictured here with a baby Victoria).

Our family.

A Thanksgiving cruise to Mexico.

One of my most memorable trips with just my hubby to NYC.

Merry Christmas To All

2008-12-26T17:46:00.000-08:00

Christmas morning.

Look what Santa dropped off at grandma's house.

Cookie day.

This season seemed to fly by for us this year (maybe it was the trip to NYC), but the memories are many. The girls loved all the festivities leading up to the big day. From the lights with friends to the cookies with family, they enjoyed it all. Emma seemed to have more fun this year, considering she was only 9 months last year. She really got into the present opening, which was always followed by squeals of delight. It was indeed a merry Christmas!

50 Things About Me, Part 2

2008-12-23T16:37:00.000-08:00

26. I love America's Funniest Home Videos....people falling makes me laugh till I cry.
27. I don't mind the skunk smell.....I think it smells like coffee.
28. I met my hubby when I was 13.
29. I am double jointed.
30. I danced in The California Ballet's Nutcracker when I was 11 and 12, and I loved it.
31. I used to bite my fingernails (and still bite just my thumbs).
32. I have never had one cavity.
33. I have never colored my hair.
34. I have been fired twice.
35. I am not a jewelry person, I want to be, but it always bothers me.
36. I love purses, a girl can never have too many.
37. I would wear flip flops everyday....damn this cold weather.
38. I love having a fire burning in the fireplace.
39. I don't get "brain freeze", never have.
40. I think McD's coffee is better than Starbucks.
41. I will know the lyrics of a song after hearing it once.
42. I don't like public speaking, but if forced......I can rock it.
43. I have recently come to enjoy bell peppers......used to hate them.
44. I cleaned houses for money in high school.
45. I used to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel, and still enjoy the reruns.
46. I hate clutter.
47. I love to look at model homes.
48. I made all my babies sleep in their own room at 3 weeks.
49. I love the "Shazam" app on the iPhone.
50. I hate having a dirty car, makes me crazy.

New York, New York

2008-12-15T13:39:00.000-08:00

Atop the Empire State building.....so very cold.

All of us in front of Lady Liberty.

A Rainy day at Battery Park......still a pretty picture.

A cold day at Central Park.

Another Central Park bridge.

Here are a few from our trip to NY. It was absolutely fabulous, I had sooo much fun. Some of my favorites were Central Park (I could have taken 200 pictures there alone). We went to Serendipity (from the movie) on our last night there, it was awesome. Little Italy was another highlight, with some of the best restaurants, bakeries and coffee shops. We saw the Radio City Rockettes, and walked all night in the freezing rain. Rode the subway, hailed cabs, got honked and yelled at, It was wonderful. It indeed is a city that never sleeps. Hundreds of people in the streets at 2 and 3 in the morning. I am exhausted, have 5 blisters total, but would go back tomorrow.
PS. We did see the "Mac Guy" in the subway and I managed to offend him by screaming out..."hey that's the Dell guy!" Priceless.
All pictures are posted on my Facebook, if interested.

Fun in the Leaves

2008-12-06T10:05:00.001-08:00

Enjoying the few fall leaves that we have here. Emma wanted nothing to do with such nonsense, which resulted in a tantrum, followed by a nap. Maybe next year for her!

50 Things About Me, Part I

2008-12-04T13:49:00.000-08:00

I have been married for 11 years, but with him for 17.
I was born in Canada.
I have 2 tattoos, but have gotten 4 (figure that one out).
I have no living biological siblings.
I can play the guitar.
I want to learn to play the piano.
I want a degree in photography.
I start school next month.
I am a complete and total neat freak.
I wish I was more organized.
I want to swim with dolphins.
I love Disneyland probably as much as my girls (and miss not having passes right now).
I want another tattoo.
I want to lose 20 pounds.
I used to be a dog groomer.
I am a great friend.
I am sorta good at electronic stuff.
I can't sleep on my tummy anymore, it makes my back hurt (how old am I).
I love music. All types.....even rap.
I want a tummy tuck (I have asked Santa).
I want another black pug....someday.
I am still in love with my hubby.
I think about adopting a little black boy.
I think mean people suck.
My hubby and I were youth leaders for 3 years, hardest job ever.

Cruising Mexico

2008-11-29T10:15:00.000-08:00

Chillin in the pool....Emma feeling better here.

Drinks in Zihuantenjo.

Water slide on the ship.

Zihuantenejo fishing boats.

Our cruise was tons of fun. We all boarded the ship with some type of illness. Julianna a cough, Victoria and Emma a fever, Matthew a "tickle" in his throat. So when Emma puked at 2am the first night, I chalked it up to a bug. The puking, accompanied by a fever, continued off and on for a few days when suddenly (after catching her puke in a napkin at breakfast) I thought..."um, maybe she's seasick?" we were given some kids Dramamine (by a very nice guy at the table next to us), and she was better within an hour. Well, at least we think she was better. The Dramamine pretty much put her in a coma. I felt like a horrible mother, letting her suffer all week just thinking that she had the flu. Lesson learned......don't forget the Dramamine! Despite all the obstacles it really was lots of fun, the girls had a blast with all the kids activities, and mommy actually got to sit and read 2 whole books. It is always good to be home and on land though. Every now and then I still feel the boat sway beneath me!

Photo Shoot

2008-11-15T15:22:00.000-08:00

Julianna has been signed (whatever that means) with a modeling agency. They asked me for some more pictures, and mommy had lots of fun!

Paci Love

2008-11-09T14:02:00.000-08:00

Two is much better than one.

Emma loves her paci's. What is better than one paci? Two! Yes she is cute, even with the drool. Yes she needs a bang trim.

Happy Halloween

2008-11-02T07:32:00.001-08:00

Can you guess which pumpkin is Emma's?

"Monster" cheerleader and a pirate.

Butterfly princess.

We started with a practice run at our neighbor's house and down to see grandma and grandpa (our street is lame for trick-or-treating), then we were off to the Scotts for a party and real trick-or-treating. The kids got more full size candy bars than last year, which thrilled them, of course!

Wet Day

2008-11-02T07:20:00.000-08:00

She was shivering while eating her dippin dots.

She looked like ET.

The first time around was ok, the second time.....she was done!

In my many adventures of going to Magic Mtn as a teeanger, it was always hot....even in November. Our plans were to spend all day Sat, spend the night in a nearby campground and then drive home Sunday afternoon. Instead, it POURED. It THUNDERED. It POURED some more. We were so unprepared in our shorts and flip flops. We never rode a single ride, except for Thomas the Train! By 4:00 we were freezing, the rides were still not running and we were done. We were told that we could get a refund online...yeah!

Pug Pug

2008-10-25T06:51:00.000-07:00

Pug Pug is what the girls called her, and she would answer to it. She was a lover, that wanted nothing more that to cuddle on someone's lap. She loved running down the street, racing the girls, and winning everytime. She would sit ready at the garage door when it was time to take Victoria to school.....she loved car rides.

Stella was stung by a bee yesterday afternoon, and immediately started showing signs of trauma. Vomiting, seizures, labored breathing and finally collapsing. I rushed her to the vet, I was told that she could be fine, and also told the worst case scenario. But who really thinks that your dog could die from a bee sting?! I sure didn't. I left her there, thinking I would be back to get her in a few hours. That wasn't the case. It was anaphylactic shock, and she was highly allergic...her body could not recover. We did things that I told myself we would never do to save a dog. But she was Stella, she was only a year old, and we loved her. I am not sure what hurts more, her being gone or spending so much money for nothing. I have never lost a dog, and I certainly never expected to be such a wreck about it. When I am not crying it's because there are no more tears. I tell myself I need to get it together. I picture her sitting on the lovesac waiting for me to join her, or seeing her wag that curly little tail in hopes that I will pick her up. Life will not be the same for a long while.

New Pictures

2008-10-23T10:11:00.000-07:00

Emma had enough of family pictures here...she went off by herself.

Sandy Toes.

I asked my friend Jaime to take some pictures of us, and they turned out great.

Here are just a few.

Please!

2008-10-21T22:44:00.000-07:00

Don't let that sad face fool you.

The final stage....her bottle.

Here are a few shots that captured our evening with Emma. Now let me preface this story by saying we are parents that pride ourselves in being consistent with our kids. It all began at dinner when Emma decided that she did not like what was being served to her, and once Emma is in a foul mood, it is best to just let her be. Instead, we tried to give her something that she liked and asked her to say "please" (which is commonplace, and she says 100 times a day). We should have known better than to mess with the grumpy Emma, because she refused to say "please". She simply sat in her highchair and would not do it. So, after 30 minutes, we got her down and tried our darndest to get her out of her funk before asking for the word "please" again. But the mood was here to stay and she just wandered around crying. (Let me point out that she was in no way starving. This is the child that eats all day, and 5 minutes before she was served her dinner she had just eaten a bowl of raisins and goldfish). We were stumped as parents. Never have we had a child test us like this. Her screaming gets worse, something that is cured with a one minute sit in timeout......and at the same time we think, ooohhh, this will work. She will want to get out of timeout and we can ask her to say "please" then for sure. We are so smart. Nope. No "please" for this either. And believe me, we were trying hard to talk her into it. So, next up in our bag of tricks....her bottle. She loves her bottles, and will do anything for one. Ha, not tonight! We actually give her the bottle, but tell her she can't drink it until she says that magic word. Meanwhile she just sits there, not too many tears, just stubbornness in her eyes. She does manage to say "all done" and "down" quite a few times, but never the word that we asked. At this point I am wondering how long she will hold on, and I am beginning to doubt myself as well. But it was a matter of principle, even at a young age consistency is so important. So after countless games of pool (timeout chair is in the game room), we venture to the other room, leaving her there alone. To sit. After 5 minutes I hear babbling, I peek around the corner, she smiles at me and says "please". There you have it. 2 hours later. We fought the good fight as parents, and won......I think. Although I might give it a few days before I ask her to say that word again.

Fun with Friends

2008-10-17T08:48:00.000-07:00

All of us at Pt. Loma.

The kids (minus the 2 youngest).

The girls at the pier.

Our dear friends from Colorado were here visiting, and it was wonderful seeing them. Our kids have been friends since they were in our tummies (except for the 2 youngest), and Victoria loved seeing her friend Brennan again. They are still the best of friends, even though they live so far. When they first arrived, Brennan ran over to Victoria and they hugged each other, so precious! Meanwhile, Gabriel (who is Julianna's age) still only has eyes for Victoria...like he did as a baby. He spent the whole time following her around and calling her his "Princess Victoria."

Goodbye Grandpa

2008-10-14T17:13:00.000-07:00

He could always find a place for a nap.

Holding his first great-grandbaby.....Victoria.

Victoria and great grandpa....she is 1 year old here.

Kayaking in Kauai.....a precious family trip.

My memories of my grandpa are of camping trips in the tent trailer, Wild Animal Park and the Zoo. Family holidays where he always carved the turkey wearing my grandma's apron. Telling me not to hold on to the side of the pool so much because it would make my fingers raw (and I always did, and my fingers always got raw). As a child my most vivid memories are of him taking out the trash, and falling alseep anywhere and at anytime.

When the first signs of Dementia began, it was very hard for me to accept. My grandparents have always been in my life, and I couldn't imagine it any different. Alzheimers is a horrible disease that takes the mind, often before the body. Some of the things that he began to do was funny, or maybe we just laughed to keep from crying. Eventually he became too much for my grandma to care for and went to an active care center. There my grandma diligently visited him for hours daily, often feeding him. I, however, couldn't bring myself to visit. I told myself that he didn't know who I was. An excuse? Maybe. But it broke my heart to see him that way, I wanted to remember him as my grandpa before the disease. I did go to see him two weeks ago, and it took everything in me to not run from the room in tears. I did manage to get his attention once, and as I looked into those same blue eyes that I did as a child, a small smile formed. It was then that I saw my grandpa, and that is the memory that I took with me when I left. One week after my visit, he went to be with Jesus. When I picture him now, he is whole again and reunited with his grandson, Nick.

Pumpkin Time

2008-10-04T16:31:00.000-07:00

A bit too big.

Emma's Pumpkin.

We decided to enjoy the fall like weather and make our annual trip to Nates Butt Farm today. The girls always enjoy picking the pumpkins that they hope will have candy in them (a little tradition that we do with them when we carve them). Emma really had fun this year, since she was a bit too small to enjoy it last year. Once she found the perfect size pumpkin for her she would not put it down. She loved seeing all the animals, and squawking back at the geese. It was a wonderful day.

Happy Birthday Dad!

2008-09-30T14:23:00.000-07:00

Today my dad turns 57! Don't worry though, because 50 is the new 30, or so goes the rumor. Even though I am all grown up I sometimes still see him as the guy in the picture below.....loving his music and his long hair. I can remember a time in high school when I had to describe my dad and who he was, and it went a little something like this....."My dad is a mellow guy and never quick to anger (unless mom brings home a puppy without asking). He is a perfectionist in all he does, from music to a simple grocery list. He is selfless. He forgives those that do wrong against him, even when they don't ask for it. He loves surfing, music and sparkling water."

There are only a handful of times in my life when I can remember my dad angry or sad, instead, he always seemed to be smiling and laughing. I remember watching him cry when my little brother got sick, and being scared at what that truly meant. I remember him getting angry when his Les Paul guitar was stolen. I remember him coaching my softball team and taking me to the batting cages. I remember countless Padres games, always getting there early for autographs. I remember him teaching me to drive a stick, and looking frustrated in that seat next to me. I remember him singing at my wedding a special song that he wrote. I remember him being there when Victoria was born.

I love you dad, and happy birthday!

Most of my memories are of my dad singing.

Dad, me and mom (gotta love that hair).

Riding Thunder Mountain.

Not just a dad anymore, but a papa.

Kid Moments

2008-09-29T10:04:00.000-07:00

The girls with Brodie......looking for cloud animals.

Sliding together.

80's baby!

What cares (as Victoria says) that school has begun, summer is still in full swing here in SD. And nothing screams summer more than hanging with good friends. So I thought I would post a few shots of the kids with their best bud Brodie, and of course one of Emma with her shades on.

Daddy's Words

2008-09-23T14:27:00.000-07:00

I stumbled upon this video today and it made me cry. Matthew has been doing "words" with the girls ever since they could talk. We hope by telling them these few words and having them repeat them, then they just might believe it as they grow up (some may call it brainwashing). They both love it and always ask to do "words", and over the years these words have certainly changed ("go Chargers" always applies for football season). We have already seen the results with Victoria this year. After a few days in first grade I asked her what her favorite subject was. She quickly said, "well math of course, because I love it!" Now we like to think that it was all because of daddy's words, since really up to this point in life she had never done much math to come to such a decision. Perhaps the "I love math and I love science" had something to do with it?!!

I love how Julianna gets so into it, especially during the "strong" part. She is a little over 2 here.

Friday's Fabulous Things

2008-09-19T07:46:00.000-07:00

Since I woke up in a fabulous mood, I decided to list some of the simple things in life that make me happy.

Waking up to a clean house, down to the last load of laundry being done.
A delicious cereal that I discovered at Trader Joe's, sometimes that can be hit and miss.
Matthew taking Victoria to a "daddy" breakfast at her school, I love how he loves his girls.
That my girls love the movie Annie about as much as I do.
That my girls are healthy and thriving, and a gift from the Lord.
I love our neighborhood we live in, it is pretty, safe and has that small town feel.
It is Friday, and I get 2 whole days with my hubby.
I don't have to wash any sheets today...Emma's plastic pants worked...yeah.
I am not THAT sick. Only one nostril is stuffed up, and the sore throat has moved on.
Walking in my new master bathroom....I just love it.
A good book.

Chargers and Tattoos

2008-09-15T10:06:00.000-07:00

Not sure how I went from having a Charger party to getting a tattoo, but here is the result. I have wanted for awhile to add to the existing flower on my foot. So I decided on a plumeria with some "swirly swirls" (as my artist put it). He also re-colored some parts of the old one, and filled in a line that has been missing since I first got it. I blame it all on Lindsay, since she was getting an old one covered, and I just couldn't let her go through all that pain alone. Bad note....it hurt like heck (actually much more than that). Good note...side of the foot not AS bad as the top.

Look ma, no training wheels!

2008-09-13T14:10:00.001-07:00

It began with tears of frustration......

But soon enough, she was doing it all by herself.

Meanwhile Julianna was giving me her most serious "please can I have candy" face....

Well the day finally arrived, Victoria decided she wanted to try taking off those training wheels. We had suggested it before, but she would always declare that she wasn't yet ready. So today was the day. She started with help from us both, but out of frustration decided that she didn't want our help (cuz we were doing it wrong). So, she cried and she fell, and eventually figured it out herself.....and I will admit that I was kind of shocked, but oh so proud. I smile when I think back on the day that I learned to ride my pink banana seat bike w/o training wheels while my uncle Tim cheered me on. I remember that he told me he wouldn't let me fall, and so I peddled and he let go, and I didn't fall. Just as I look back on that day with fondness, I hope that she will too, someday.

Charger Girls

2008-09-07T18:22:00.000-07:00

We are big Charger fans here in the Veling house, and the season is upon us. I just had to get a shot of them all in their jersey's, especially since it is Emma's first one. Every Sunday is "Charger shirt day", and win or lose we say........GO CHARGERS!

Sleepy Girl

2008-09-02T09:54:00.000-07:00

Poor baby. Emma was battling a fever all day yesterday. I discovered her asleep on the floor, with her lovey (raggy), and she just looked so cute. This was the first clue that she wasn't feeling good, since she is never still enough to fall asleep like this. She seems better today, no fever at least. I don't know what it was that could bring on such a high fever, it was 104 at times. I always think that teething is involved (since she only has 4 and 1/2 teeth), or sickness will soon follow. We shall see?

Madness and Scrapping

2008-09-01T11:52:00.000-07:00

This is what happens when my sister comes over, and all six of the kids are playing with everything in sight, so we can do some scrapbooking. I thought that the mess needed to be documented. It looked like a tornado touched down!

Some of the finished pages....well worth the mess.......I think.

Will She Always Be My Baby?

2008-08-25T10:51:00.000-07:00

Still looking sleepy in the car.

Her classroom.

Waiting for the teacher, and peeking.

Ready to go!

Well the day is here, my "baby" is in first grade. It all began with a wake up from daddy, which was followed by a "but daddy, I don't want to wake up everyday for school....it's too early." Wow, if she only realized how many more years of waking up early there truly was ahead of her! She was excited, and quiet all at the same time. She mentioned that she was nervous too, something that I can remember from being a kid. We were there to walk her to her classroom and take many pictures. I did ask Matthew if we would be able to do the same thing in Jr. High, but I already knew the answer to that one. I managed to not shed a single tear, but that didn't mean that my eyes were totally dry.....yeah for sunglasses. Her teacher seems wonderful and knew who she was already (she said she studied the yearbook), which I thought was sweet. Then the teacher dismissed all us parents (if she hadn't who knows how long we would have stood there).......and Victoria turned around and asked for a goodbye kiss from both of us. Whoa, then it was really hard to contain those tears. Maybe she isn't too grown up after all, and she will ALWAYS be my baby.

11 Years Married!

2008-08-23T10:28:00.000-07:00

Today we celebrate 11 years of marriage. It is hard to believe that it has been that long. It seems like only yesterday we were just kids ourselves, and now here we are with 3 of our own! Happy Anniversary Matthew, forever is too short a time to spend together.

To My Daughters

2008-08-14T13:18:00.000-07:00

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play. Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together. Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck and I will buy you one if he comes by. Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned. Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.

Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys. Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you. Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry. Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars. Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favorite TV shows. Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given. I will think about the mothers And fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly, and screaming inside that they can't handle it anymore. And when I kiss you good night I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask Him for nothing, except one more day.

(This was just another forward I got, but possibly one of the best!)

My Girls

2008-08-11T15:51:00.000-07:00

Victoria is 6 years old and getting ready for 1st grade. She is a bit controlling, as all older siblings are, but she is also loving and sweet. She loves all things girly, and summertime when dresses can be worn daily. She talks my ear off constantly, life would be too quiet without her. She loves her family, and loves to be on the go even more. If it was up to her our days would consist of a park, the pool, going out to lunch, visiting someone, swinging by the beach, getting yogurt, going out to dinner, then maybe a movie. Being at home for too long drives her crazy, and mommy too! She loves vacations and cries when they are over (just like her daddy did when he was little). She is kind to her sisters (most of the time), and is a big help to mommy. She is funny and silly, smart and confident.

Julianna is 4 years old. She loves to wrestle with daddy and make Emma laugh. She loves Peter Pan and spends most of her days as him......"mommy, I am not Julianna, I am Peter!" She is not a big breakfast eater, unless it is a donut. She likes to play with daddy and hang on his back. She is a homebody, and would prefer to never leave the house. She hates showers and getting her hair brushed. She likes to play with dinosaurs and fake bugs, but will do it in her princess dress. She is shy and quiet until she knows you well enough. She is sensitive to reproach and can be brought to tears with a simple tone in your voice. She loves pretty flowers, and is always asking me if she can pick them.

Emma is 17 months. She is stubborn and fiesty. She has her sisters wrapped around her finger. She loves her paci, her raggy and her bottles. She likes to watch the slideshows on the computer, and she loves to dance. Emma hears the music everywhere we go. She likes her movies and will watch them entirely. She loves to eat and will snack all day long if allowed....it is what makes her the most happy. She adores her sissies and tries her best to keep up with them. Her blue eyes make me melt, and her giggles make me laugh. She is a handful and a blessing all at the same time!

Beach Fun

2008-08-05T09:58:00.000-07:00

We went to the beach on Sunday and discovered that it actually is fun! I can count on one hand how many times we have been to the beach as a family....not very often. Even though we live in SD, we just never venture to the coast. We realized that we are not utilizing what most people come to SD to do.....just crazy. There really is no good excuse, maybe because we live so far inland....dunno? Anyways, the girls had fun and after an initial "whine time" from Emma she decided that the sand and water were okay. We have already made plans for another beach trip!!

She had sand in every crack and crevice

What an adorable 4 year old

Today You are 4

2008-08-02T23:18:00.000-07:00

At 3 months

At 18 months
2 Years old
Happy 4th Birthday

Happy birthday to my Julianna, I can't believe that you are already 4 years old. You are funny and silly. You are quiet and shy. You love dinosaurs, dollies, flowers and Peter Pan. You don't like breakfast and could even skip lunch. You love doughnuts and candy, but not pizza or spaghetti. You can make Emma laugh harder than us all. You love to wrestle with daddy and jump on his back. You still love your "yaggy's", and you think it's so funny.

Happy Birthday Booga, I love you!

Abigail Isabella

2008-08-01T09:03:00.000-07:00

I realize that this post is a little late, but here are a few shots of my new niece. I had fun taking these pictures. Babies are much easier to mold and place in the positions that you want :) She is a sweetie!

Wacky Wednesday

2008-07-30T20:01:00.000-07:00

Here was my day.........

Wake up at 7:15 to get the bathroom ready for the floor install. Spend the morning cleaning the yard and patio (man there was a lot of crap). Bathe Stella and Tyson. Spend 2 hours at the pool with the girls and our neighbors, a fabulous break. Head out to Target to get some MORE stuff for our bathroom. Come home to clean the counters in the bathroom (which took 3 full cleanings), cabinets and sinks....demolition is messy. Help my poor hubby remove our old nasty faucets in prep for the new ones (yay). Try to whip something up for dinner at 8:00pm...."wow, is it that late already?" I am tired, but Matthew is still up there fighting the faucet, I hope he wins. And we all know being a mom doesn't stop because I want to finish the bathroom before Sat. The interruptions were constant, with band-aid applications, lunch, snacks, diaper changes.... "what, Emma pooped through her diaper?"

But we are indeed making progress. After the girls went to bed, we worked till 10:00. Cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning. Scraping the grout off of the tub and the cabinets and the grime off the sinks (where the old faucets were). It is starting to look done, and to end the evening we used our new shower for the first time....yeah! Good news: the guy installing the floors charged half of what we thought it would be. Bad news: the shutters for the window don't fit over the new tile......welcome to home improvement!

I will soon post the before and after pictures. First I have to paint the cabinets, and the walls and remove some more hideous wallpaper......ugh.

Until Tomorrow

2008-07-25T12:03:00.000-07:00

So I recently found out that a friend (roommate) from Bible College, left her Christian faith and joined another and it rocks me to the core. We have been friends with her and her husband before they were married, and have visited them in many of their moves around CA (he's in the Army). It is no surprise that their marriage is not going to work. Two religions in the same house...kinda hard. Anyways, I am blogging about this because it saddens me. As a Christian the world is already against us....but together, we are stronger. And now I feel like we have lost yet another of our own. It seems as though I am a witness to too many believers turning away lately. I am trying my best not to dwell on it, for it just adds to the few things that are threatening to depress me.....lingering there, just waiting to be acknowledged. In writing it all down, I can let it go a bit, until tomorrow at least!

And now we are off to go camping (again). To enjoy a wonderful weekend with my hubby and my girls.

Just Another Sunday

2008-07-20T16:51:00.000-07:00

So I generally try not to have depressing blogs, or use it as a forum/soapbox, but I am feeling kinda blah today. Maybe if I list the things that are floating around my head and making me feel blah, then the blah will go away?

I am so very tired of people that say they will be at your house to do work but NEVER show up or call. It makes me physically angry.
I hate removing wallpaper. It is the most time consuming and dreadful project ever. I would rather paint (which I am also not fond of, but will do.)
It is totally ridiculous that it costs over $100 a week to fill up our car.
It is even more ridiculous that eating good, organic food costs more than processed, pesticide filled foods. Really?
It makes me cringe to see Christians that rant and rave about what they know nothing about.
Divorce is a terrible, evil thing, that can destroy the best families. It is all consuming, like fire.
I wonder what my aunt Lucy would do if we ran into each other, I wonder why I think of her everyday.

Now I am just depressing myself, I must stop.

Ice Cream and Flippin

2008-07-15T11:07:00.000-07:00

Emma's first ice cream cone (she is shocked that I let her hold it).

Shoving the whole thing in.....

and the aftermath!

Victoria flipping on the bungee.

Booga just bouncing.

Even More Tahoe

2008-07-15T10:52:00.000-07:00

We found this gorgeous meadow on our bike ride.

Julianna chillin with daddy's hat.

Got Dirt?

Shouldn't she know better?

A Dog's Love

2008-07-12T13:29:00.000-07:00

We have a Lab/Rot mix named Tyson that we have had since we got married. He is our "firstborn" and will be 10 this year. Well, he has gotten rather grumpy over the years (ever since we started having kids actually). But we love him in spite of his mood swings. He growls at the girls and makes sure that he is always feet away from them, to which they have nicknamed him "growly gus."

Tyson's favorite thing to do when we leave is to collect our clothes and place them in a nice little pile at the top of the stairs. He doesn't chew them, but just collects them. We call it his "love pile," and the person who's clothes are chosen must be his favorite for that day. Usually it consists of my socks or CLEAN panties, but when he thinks we are away for too long, his true love shows in his selection. This pile had a carefully selected item from each person in the house.....even the girls, all the way down to Emma. In order for him to make this collection he had to go into different baskets in the girls room and in our room. I picture his big head foraging for that perfect sock or perfect pair of panties, and it makes me smile. I guess he does love us after all! Don't worry, they are all clean (he actually prefers them that way, strange for a dog).

Cruising

2008-07-12T07:53:00.000-07:00

Our cruise with friends and NO KIDS was fabulous. Our first stop was San Diego....haha, then off to Catalina, with our last stop in Ensenada. Hard to believe that this was Matthew and I's first time to Catalina and we would definitely go back and stay for a few days. Totally cute, and you almost feel like you are in another country at times. Ensenada was, well....Mexico. We have been there before, so we spent this trip drinking and eating the most delish fish tacos ever. Or maybe I just thought they were good? Who can really tell after such a huge Margarita??

Our time on the ship was spent lounging, napping, drinking and eating more than I ever thought possible. We learned a new term on the ship....."cruise-full," and that we were. In fact once we got home I had a very strange feeling in my stomach, it took me awhile to remember.....it was hunger. Hadn't felt that in 5 days!!

Tequila!

Huge Margarita

Four of us in Catalina

Catalina View

Chillin by the Pool

More Tahoe Pics

2008-07-06T12:02:00.000-07:00

Some more pictures of our trip.....I just love these of the girls in the grass.

Lake Tahoe

2008-07-06T11:49:00.000-07:00

Our trip to Tahoe was fabulous (although I am glad to be home in my own bed and away from the dirt). Emma was filthy most of the time, I hardly recognized my own child! Camping with kids is tiring to say the least......thank goodness we are off on our cruise tomorrow morning, with no kids...yay!

Playing on the beach.

Our favorite meadow with Mt. Tallac in the background.

I just loved this fence......it was screaming, "take my picture!"

17 Years!

2008-06-24T15:24:00.000-07:00

Hard to believe that 17 years ago today, Matthew and I began dating. It still seems like just yesterday. Looking back now, I'm sure our parents thought us both crazy (and a bit young) to be so convinced we would get married one day. Can I just say all these years later, "I told ya so!"

Here are some pictures of us through the years......

Matthew's senior pics, 1992.

Matthew's grad night, 1993. Such a lovely dress I am wearing.

June 24, 1991

Homecoming (with Peris and Brian, I think......1995)

Jan, 1996. I know, I know, what was I thinking with that hairdo?
And I love our matchy shirts :)

I Love It!

2008-06-23T09:15:00.000-07:00

A better picture of Matthew's new look. I have been telling him to do this for months, the last time was 10 years ago! I guess it took a drive home in a hot car with no AC and a camping trip to Tahoe this weekend to convince him.

Fair Fun

2008-06-23T08:29:00.000-07:00

Sunset.

Matthew with his new summer do.......I like it!!

Pretty girl on the carousel.

We had a great day at the fair yesterday. The girls got to ride a ton of rides, thanks to someone who gave us their leftover tickets. We made our usual rounds to the exhibits and the stinky animals, which Emma loved. It was a fun fair day, that ended with a stop at our favorite Roberto's in Del Mar, where we watched the sunset.

Toothless!

2008-06-16T08:24:00.001-07:00

It is official, she is growing up too fast. First, no booster seat anymore and now this! Anyone know the going rate for a tooth these days? I can't even remember what I got at her age. The Tooth Fairy left her candy and a $1 coin, she thought it was pretty good.....guess I passed! All of which inspired the below conversation........

V: "Mommy, I am just changing so much"
M: "Oh yeah, how?"
V: "Well first I don't need my booster anymore and now I lost a tooth."
M: "I know, you are getting big"
V: "Yep. Soon I will be in first grade, lose more teeth, but I still won't have boobs."
M: "No, you sure won't....thank goodness!"

In case you couldn't guess, she is a bit obsessed with "parts".

Misc Monday

2008-06-16T08:04:00.000-07:00

My list of misc observations acquired this weekend

Life has indeed come full circle. My oldest is sliding down into the deep end of my grandma's pool. I grew up doing this.
I might be in need of Supernanny for Emma, she is not sleeping through the night again.....not sure how much more I can take.
I saw more lizards than I could count when on my run last night, and they are huge!
Yesterday I noticed that my uncle is still wearing his wedding ring.....it broke my heart, I had to go to the bathroom and cry.
Yesterday I realized how much I still love and miss my aunt Lucy, and I gave my heartache to the Lord.
Emma is indeed my wild child and is currently eating cereal out of the box that she got out of the cupboard. Normally this is a no, but I am tired of the war......I think I might be losing.
Is God trying to teach me something? Emma is wearing me thin, I have never NOT known what to do before. I simply sit there, helpless as she throws her tantrums in public. Perhaps I will call nanny Jo after all.

In Stitches

2008-06-11T14:37:00.000-07:00

On Tues night Emma dropped a bowl on the tile, shattering it, then fell on top of the pieces slicing her hand open. There was a shocking amount of blood on the floor and on me, but she barely cried. I, on the other hand, was doing my best not to pass out right there in the kitchen. After we were sent to Children's hospital by our urgent care up here, the eternal night began. Countless doctors and surgeons made sure that there was no glass in the wound, that she could move her thumb and that the tendons were fine. (I must mention that at this point in the evening it was 9:00 and we still had a false hope that we would be going home soon. HA!) We were sent to another area called an observation room filled with other kids screaming and yelling where we sat for yet another undetermined amount of time. Finally the doctor came over to "convince" us that sedation was the best route. No kidding?!! This child fights me on diaper changes, I didn't really think that she would just lay there for you to stitch up her gaping hole. The time is 12:30 am, Matthew and I are thinking yes, fine, whatever you need to do.......but just put in second gear lady! So the IV gets put in, she gets all wired up (above picture), and another hour later they begin the procedure. It all goes well, and 20 minutes later they are done and we are told that it usually takes about an hour (the word about is never good when used in an ER) for the medication to wear off, and we can't take her home until then. At this point she is OUT, not only is she drugged, but it is 2:30 in the morning, I don't think she plans on waking up. So Matthew and I take matters into our own hands. We begin with softly calling her name, then shaking her a little, then yelling her name, pinching her, tickling her, and just as we were about to resort to slapping (I mean shaking her harder)....she begins to stir. Let's skip ahead to 4:00am......when we fall into bed, and morning comes a bit too early.

She is doing good today, just very tired (as we all are) and trying to get used to having only one hand. She has a total of 8 stitches in the palm of her hand, kind of under her thumb. 6 on the surface, and 2 in the deep tissue. She looks pretty cute waddling around the house with what looks like a boxing glove. And that is indeed what she will use it as, a weapon! As you can see in the picture when she was swinging at me in her frustration. :)

Sorry the pictures are sort of small, our only camera was Matthew's IPhone.

I also must mention that just as the doctor put in the first stitch her favorite song came on the tv........the George Lopez intro, kinda bizzare!

Sisters and Surfers

2008-06-09T09:02:00.000-07:00

Emma giving hugs to Julianna.....she can be a sweet baby, sometimes!
Booga and her Roxy rash guard. She got a horrible sunburn on her arms the first day so we needed to keep her covered. I have never bought any part of a bathing suit for $35, but it was the only thing in the hotel and I had no choice. She is worth it, and she did look like a cute little surfer girl!

PS. I tried 4 different types of sunscreen and applied it every hour! Someone tell me why she still got burned..........I guess the desert sun is a powerful thing.

Desert Oasis

2008-06-08T15:56:00.000-07:00

We spent this weekend in La Quinta (close to Palm Springs) and it truly was an oasis. Matthew was in a golf tournament on Friday and Saturday so the girls and I spent our time at the pool. And when I say our time, I mean ALL day. The girls made friends there and had a blast. Emma liked the pool, but had her moments of pure meltdown, followed by a few naps in the shade. The hotel was gorgeous and quite fancy. The rooms are more casita style, and old fashioned looking (it's been there since the 1930's). Matthew and I hired a sitter that came to the room on Saturday night so we could go to a cocktail party at his uncle's house, as an after the tournament kinda thing. It was a fabulous time outside in the desert air, with great food and yummy drinks. It was also a nice break from the kids for a short 4 hours :) It was hard to choose just a few pictures to post. Oh, and I must mention for Matthew that he was a mere half stroke away from winning $400. Ugh!

Oh, and the people watching there was so fun. Lots of money floating around. The moms with the private cabanas that read a book in the sun the whole day while the nannny dealt with the bratty kids. I think that I might have finished one page of my book, or maybe it was just a paragraph?!

10 Things I Don't Understand

2008-06-04T15:59:00.000-07:00

Here is a list of things that I don't understand (in no particular order).....

Why are ketchup packets so small? There would be no need to take 45, if they held more than a teaspoon of ketchup.
Why does the little twisty-tie that comes on the loaf of bread always vanish?
Why the one item that I forget at the store is THE most important.
Why can't I make pancakes? They burn EVERY time.
Why the person that I let over in my lane never thanks me.
Why I am always searching for something......I thought I was organized.
Where do all the pacifiers go? Seriously...someday I will find where she hides them and there will be 100 of them.
Why some people (who will remain nameless) make the decisions that they do.

Okay, so I only have 8 for today. Maybe I will stop whining now :)