I hate confrontation to the max. Sure, I can write a pointed email or fluently confess my feelings in a blog post, anyone can, but face to face combat does a number on my emotions. When I was a kid, I used to sing solos in church (you may snicker a little). The morning of the solo, my heart lost it’s rhythm and I entered a world of weak-knees and shaky insides. Face to face confrontation is exactly like that.

This past week, I had to get over my weak knees and shaky insides and schedule a face to face meeting with the Special Education Director (which actually didn’t end up happening, but will this coming week). Aside from the district not providing us with Judah’s therapy service records, I found out that the Occupational Therapist they just hired (to start on the 9th of November) is not even certified to work in the district. Therefore, she cannot legally treat children or even sit in on the IEP addendum meeting we had scheduled for tomorrow (obviously if the point of an IEP addendum meeting is to schedule make up occupational therapy services, this is no good).

The only reason I found that out was because I knew it was within my rights to ask for the IEP addendum meeting (thanks to advice). Had I not asked for the meeting and had Judah’s teacher not been on the ball about scheduling it, the school district would have kept it quiet. Since the OT was to start on the 9th, but hasn’t been able to, there will be 3 more weeks of added services to make up before she is certified. !!!

After digging into this issue at the beginning of the week, I also asked about the PT and was finally told that the school has not hired a Physical Therapist yet but that they appreciated our patience. !!! Friday I received the therapy service logs (after telling them I would file a complaint…which is definitely going to happen first thing Monday) with an explanation that the director had missed my email asking for them. side note: I emailed twice and asked verbally twice and was told “Yes, I’ll get those to you” but they never came. 

House and Home is a new feature on the blog. I love being able to create a home for my family, whether it’s cooking a special meal, home decor or in keeping simple traditions. I love hearing how other wives and mothers do it to, so welcome Claire and thank you so so much for sharing!

I’m so excited to be over here today! Jodi’s blog is one of my favorites, so it really feels like an honor to be a part of her little spot on the internet. You can usually find me writing about my husband and daughter over at Beaktweets. I’d love for you to come say hi!

Jodi asked me to write about what I do to make my house a home. We have just moved across the country from Boston to the San Francisco bay area and I’ve been busy trying to make our new house feel like home. I’ve done lots of things like make crockpot meals, set up all of my daughter’s toys, put out our comfiest bedding and hold on to family traditions like neighborhood walks, but hanging pictures was the thing that made the biggest difference.

Before I hung the pictures, the walls were bare making our home feel empty and lacking the coziness I desire. Putting up pictures changed everything. It’s not just because the walls aren’t bare anymore, it’s because of what the pictures represent. All of our memories.

I hung our wedding and engagement pictures in our room, right next to my side of the bed. As I fall asleep at night and wake in the morning, I think about that time and how excited we were to start our life together.

I have relatively long hair and I am a mom. This equals wearing buns (the hair kind) many-a-day. The messy buns are trendy and cute, but every now and then I need a little something extra. When I saw this photo on Pinterest, I was in love.
I wanted my bow to be moldable to my head so I took two pipe cleaners and formed a triangle out of each and then twisted them together in the middle. I then cut fabric to the shape, leaving a good half inch to an inch of extra fabric so I could fold it over the pipe cleaners bow.
Then I hot glued the pipe cleaner bow to the fabric and hand stitched the edges around. I cut a little piece of  matching fabric into a small rectangle and hot glued it around the middle to help define the bow and also to hold the hair clip.
There you have it. I do plan on making another bow the same way, but making the pipe cleaner frame a little wider and then adding a ruffle of fabric to each end of the bow so it’s a little more full; But, for a quick, simple evening project that makes my hair buns less matronly, it works. :)

Have you done any fun D.I.Y projects lately? Feel free to share in the comments!

While I’m on a bow kick, I thought I’d share another bow D.I.Y.



I thrifted this sweater a while ago and I know it’s straight from the 80s, but so am I and it’s ginormous, but it’s so oversized that I can wear it to any Thanksgiving dinner and no one would ever know I’ve stuffed an entire pie under there for later.

So me and my thieving self bought this knitwear for a few bucks and the other day, decided if it had a little something special on it, I might be able to wear it on days when I’m not stealing pies. (I’m not sure whats up with the pie analogy, but I’m going with it).{the small piece is for wrapping around the center to define the bow better}

We miss Papa and Grandma!
Yes, I wielded my powers yet again and between Josh’s mom and I, we wrangled the boys together for a few family photos. Promising frozen yogurt as a reward helped. :)

The week went by so fast; Partly because I thought their flight didn’t leave until Saturday. Yesterday I was planning our double date for tonight when Josh said, “Honey, they leave tomorrow.” What?!

No double date, but we did have a ton of fun! The boys were totally thrilled to have two extra people to hog attention from and since it’s been six months since we’ve all been together, everyone was making up for lost time.

It’s hard to believe we’re halfway across the country from each other again, but before we said goodbyes today, we were already planning to meet in the middle and have another family reunion (hopefully then adding Josh’s sister and brother-in-law and their four kids).

I’m curious…those of you who live far from family, how do you plan your family reunions. Do you meet in the middle or pick one family’s location and all meet there?

I feel like we caught up on the week today. We’d been set to vacation mode since last Sunday with the Grandparents in town and let me tell you, vacation mode is a hard one to come down from. After the morning struggle against it, we pulled ourselves up and finished the week off with a solid routine.

{Grandma and Judah}

Lately our life has become a series of cryptic conversations. As in, Jacob hides for two minutes, reappears and says, “Poop”, Judah simply stands at the tub, staring until someone puts him in the bath or I tell Josh, “Pacifier” and he heads to the store. It’s sort of like an ongoing text message.

But you know what? I don’t mind. The details are there and the lack of words only mean that we’re throwing ourselves so wholeheartedly into life that there’s no need.

Little Man decided to bust out all his moves today. He held on tight and gingerly stepped down from one step ALL BY HIMSELF. Then stood there looking at me like, “Hey Ma. Now what?”. Twice baby boy stepped down all by himself. And twice Jacob and I cheered loud enough to scare the dog walkers nearby. (Judah can sometimes go up stairs by himself, but going down isn’t something he’s totally mastered even with support…so yeah, this was huge!) We practiced brotherly love. Kind of. Back in the day, when baby Jacob had mastered crawling and Judah was still a little wobbly on all fours, Jacob would tease Judah by scooting across the floor, snatching his pacifier and scooting away quicker than Judah could follow. The playing field has evened a little now, but even still, their teasing is mostly jovial. 

I bought chocolate covered Bing Cherries at the start of this weekend and stashed them by the computer as incentive to finish this post. It’s working…although taking breaks between each sentence to stuff another one in my mouth is getting to be a bit much. If I suddenly stop writing and leave you with only photos to look at, you should know my cherries have run out.

Photo Credit: I left both my camera and my phone in the car, so Josh busted out his Instagram last night.

There are weekends when we leisurely join society and consume coffee with the masses before shopping or sight seeing. Then there are busy weekends like this past one. We have a to-do list and social plans take a back seat. We did squeeze in a short evening picnic (not our best meal, but an indulgent one for sure).This is why I won’t spend more than a few dollars on sunglasses. He’s a cutie with sticky fingers and I don’t mind sharing my shades with him. Especially after he’s picked me a whole bunch of lovely flowers. It’s toddler version of wine and dine…and it works because he’s got my heart.
The park where we picnicked is now my favorite. It’s a quiet, out of the way park with a path by the water and lots of wildlife around. I love the hustle and bustle of town, but there are days when quiet-calm is craved. 
Little known fact, if you are wearing glasses, you will be Judah’s best friend. And if you don’t let him try them on, he’ll giggle and flash his charmer smile until you do.

Last year, Judah’s preschool had an awesome Halloween/Fall party. The kids who wanted to, dressed up and then all the classes paraded around the facility trick or treating. The staff handed out treats in each room and the kids had a blast. Judah tolerated suspenders, so we dressed him as a “geek” and Jacob went as a little gentleman. This year if we were dressing up, I’d go as left overs because there are literally two spoonfuls of lasagna smashed into my sweatpants along with yogurt and a few bits of chocolate. Judah was off his game today, Josh is working late and Jacob decidedly protested dressing up. So, we made our own festivities at home. The afternoons are my favorite with these guys, even on non-holiday days. Since our mornings are pretty structured and we spend most of our energy getting dressed and out the door, our afternoons are spent goofing off in our pajamas…and the goofing off is exasperated on sugar induced days like today.And what one brother does, the other has to top. One second everything is quiet and calm and the next, someone has busted into the chocolate covered cherries and is shoving them into their mouth like it’s their last dying wish.
We’re a bunch of messy leftovers today, but there was candy and where there is candy, all is well. At least on this particular day, right?

We aren’t huge Halloween fans, mainly because neither of our kids are really into it and usually outings like trick or treating set Judah off, but I’m curious what you normally do on Halloween?

“So, we have two noses…” big gulp “Two nose holes so for to get the boogers out” Jacob is full of intense knowledge.

There are remnants of Halloween candy and Judah knows exactly where to look. After the first few trick or treaters the other night, Judah got the hang of dumping our basket on the floor and scavenging as much as he could before we stopped him. Eventually Josh and I took to hiding the basket under the couch or in a cabinet. Each time the doorbell rang, we flew around trying to figure out who hid the basket from Judah last and more than a few trick or treaters were greeted with “Oh hi! I love your costume…hold on, we have candy, we just have to find it.”

And I ask you…what is more adorable than baby fingers on a trackpad? Jacob is slightly unnerving with his knowledge of boogers, but even more so with his ability to manage a google image search for “cars”. The kid will sit for hours (not literally) clicking on images of cars and exclaiming “This is the one I was searching for!” on every. single. one.

We’re not sure where it came from, but Judah’s busted out this Frankenstein walk and it comes out of nowhere and honestly, combined with all his other socially unacceptable habits, it leaves no room for pretense. He’s making his mark, his stance against all socially appropriate behaviors if you will. :) I’m only kidding, he doesn’t really know, but Josh and I can’t stop laughing when he stiffens his leg and arm and swings them off-kilter. He’s pretty much hilarious.

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