Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real: April 5, 2013

How did one week slip by so quickly? And how on earth did I manage to take over 200 photos?

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Reading Winnie-the-Pooh

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Parents need to remember to take off her glasses when we put her in bed...

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I've been working on the living room. It still needs more help, but there's progress!

My mother gave us a beautiful dresser for my birthday, and I am excited to have a place to put folded clothes rather than in piles on the headboard.

Repurposing the old I*KEA headboard in the living room

Banana bread!

Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real: March 28, 2013

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All dressed up for the Feast of the Annunciation

Censing

More censing

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Learning to smile

Learning to laugh

This evening I had my birthday celebration and got to take seven ladies out to dinner and a free showing of Pride and Prejudice in a theatre.  It was truly lovely!  (But I forgot to take pictures.)

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Funniest kalimavki I've ever seen...

Warning: do not stand between Lucia and her food.

We need some sort of theme music for these dramatic eyebrows!

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Reading Winnie-the-Pooh

Learning to get dressed

New glasses and only patching four hours a day instead of all day long.
We are hoping to avoid surgery. St. Lucia of Syracuse, pray for us!

Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real: Happy Birthday to Me!

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(He's wearing Teddy's personalized onesie.)

Midnight snack

Teddy enjoys... watching pizza cook.

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A new trash can was one of the things I wanted for my birthday. We tried having a small trash can under the kitchen sink, but it's a click-top lid, so one has to open the cabinet, then the lid, put the trash in, and then battle the trash can to get the lid to close, then close the cabinet. Ain't nobody got time for that.

As a Lenten exercise, I have been taking a picture of each child each day and putting them in a F*cebook album entitled "For the Godparents."  We live rather far from all of the godparents now, and I know the older children miss their godparents specifically.  (Timmo just cries for lack of nouna, I'm convinced.)  So I thought this would be a nice way to let me take time to look at my children (and clean their faces at least once a day) and realize that they don't really belong to me.

Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real: March 14, 2013

I've finally realized that one of the problems with this phfr is that I find it exceptionally difficult to separate "funny" from "real" for the most part.

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Lucia tackled Teddy around the waist, and they started spinning around and around in giggles, with Teddy growling, "I love you."
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Came back from the doctor in Iowa City, and Lucia's patching is working. She'll be getting glasses, and we'll still patch the good eye (to strengthen the weaker), but she might not need surgery!

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Behind the couch.

Two socks, a card, a hammer and nail, a book and collection of bracelets. It may not be poetry, but it scans well.

{real} "Real" in the past week has encompassed getting my ear drops spilled onto the bed by a certain someone, requiring a change of sheets and calling in a refill. My mother's flight home was delayed by two hours, so rather than get to her airport at midnight (her house is still about an hour's drive away), we invited her to stay the night. She came downstairs in the wee hours with poor, smelly Lucia who was the first of us to get a stomach bug.
So here's a couple of pictures from Timmo's baptism on March 2. You can't get more real than a sacrament, after all.

Prepared for illumination...

The newly illumined with priests, parents (all of them, now), and siblings!

Cedar Rapids, Iowa

I thought I would just take a few minutes to do a {pretty, happy, funny, real} post since I recently received a note from a friend and was inspired to simply walk around the house to take pictures, since it's Thursday.

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The children's rooms have beds, mattresses, tables, and chairs.

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Lucia had moved a chair to the kitchen sink and found a Dobie pad and was eating it on the stairs.  It's only two days old, so relatively clean.  Poor starving child who only had three breakfasts this morning (hers, part of mine, and part of her brother's ... well, probably part of Daddy's, too, but I wasn't awake for that part of the day).

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Did I mention we recently moved?  The new minivan (necessary for a third car seat come January) is outside, the sofa is cleared off because I just had a midwife home visit, there is a (small) elephant in the room, and I think the suitcase is full of mail from the Florida house ... which Lucia had scattered some of and I picked up.  The rest is a giant visual to-do list.  (The laundry is clean, if unfolded.)