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Everyone looks happy, right? Then the ride starts. So does the screaming, wailing, shreiking, demands to get off NOW. Add that to the fact that everyone's huge, amazing brunch is whirling around in their stomach like a tornado.

It was HORRIBLE!


This is what the carousel riders looked like when they were done.

Sometimes it is such a blessing to be the picture-taker rather than a participant.

Funny thing about this story is, over the year, it will somehow be dulled, or even erased, from our memories. And, next Mother's Day, we will end our brunch with tears, shouts of dismay and scrambled stomachs.

Scare-ousel is a comprehensive way to put the experience into words Sylvie.

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Monday, May 3, 2010

Flyin' High

Daddy had a GREAT idea today! It was a Sylvie-Aganoti first...
And, she loved it!
So did Simon.
So did Daddy.

Name one person that doesn't insist on eating cashews WHILE flying kites...

Sylvie-Aganoti, did you feed that dog cashews?
Hmmm..... I think you might have.
What a wonderful time we had!

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Big Mama


Sylvie-Aganoti views her surroundings as one would a science project; an opportunity for comparison and contrast; a venue to examine, discover and label; a chance to hypothesize and categorize.

Currently, she is fixated on color, shape and size. She is a "yummy, chocolate-brown girl". I am a "pink-skin mama". She has "tiny, brown shoes". I have "big, blue shoes". My personal favorite has to be, Sylvie-Aganoti is a "little girl" and, yes, I am a "big mama".

Never thought I'd like being called that. I feel like I need a leather biker vest sporting the words "Big Mama" across the back! Wouldn't that be a hit?

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

April Showers???

Snow Showers would be more accurate! Aaarrrgggggg! Winter, please, please, please go away!!!!!
I need some sunshine. I want to water my flowers, pull out the beach towels, frolick in green grass, sleep with windows open, wake to birds chirping, slather on sunblock, meander through Farmer's Market, go barefoot all day, enjoy a cup of steaming coffee on the porch, let Sylvie run around outside in her birthday-suit, star-gaze from our rocking lawn chairs, try to eat an ice-cream cone before it melts, take the kids to the pool, pack a picnic, wear my flip-flops...

The following are pictures taken this morning!

Right out the front door.
Snow, snow, go away. You make the sky oh-so-grey.

Boys on their way to school. I should have shot lower, as Liam is wearing SHORTS. He suffers a bad case of denial.

Wouldn't he look better spouting water into our pond?

Snuggled up.
It is quite possible the cold I am home from work with contributes to my CRUMMY attitude and outlook. Nothing some sunshine wouldn't help... :)

Sunday, April 11, 2010

"Silly" Snaps

Awkward Affection

Crazy Cousins

Loony Lemons

Cheesy Cheeks

Silly String

Terrific Tongue

Mad Money

Happy Hair

Goofy Gesture

Saturday, March 27, 2010

It was a Happy Birthday

Yesterday was my birthday. It was wonderful. We had a family dinner (barbecued salmon, wild rice pilaf, fresh pineapple, a great bottle of French wine, finished off by various chocolates) and watched The Blind Side. We got to bed rather early and slept beyond eight hours.

Again, it was wonderful.


And the gifts! Chocolates from the boys, a treasure hunt from Clark (which was SO much fun), and this from Sylvie-Aganoti...

One last time, wonderful.