Friday, January 16, 2009
Madigan's First Reconciliation
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Thomas Turns Ten Today!
Thomas Patrick Wade was born at 11:11pm on December 30, 1998. It just doesn't seem like 10 years ago. Patrick and I met at Ann and Paul Buck's wedding on December 30, 1989. We were engaged on December 30, 1990. And we close on our first home on December 30, 1993. We buried Patrick's brother, Thomas Marcus Wade, on December 30, 1994. I remember coming down the stairs before Tom's funeral and telling Patrick that if we ever had a son that we should name him Thomas.
Thomas was 12 days overdue and my doctor induced labor on December 29th. By 7pm on December 30th (the next day!), Dr. Kelly determined that he needed to deliver the baby by cesarean section. He gave Patrick and I the option of having the baby on December 30th or December 31st. I believe he said something to the effect of "I could go to dinner and do the procedure later and the baby will be born after midnight OR I could get you prepped now and the baby will be born today." It was an easy choice, December 30th.
And now it's been 10 years. Wow. I made the following slideshow as a birthday present for Thomas. This one is a bit shorter (I can only upload a 100mb file to the blog) and a bit harder to see in this small fame. The one he will watch in the morning will be on a 46" TV. I really hope he likes it. I put a few pictures from each of his birthdays set to some birthday music.
Friday, December 26, 2008
C H R I S T M A S 2 0 0 8
Monday, December 22, 2008
Visiting Santa
Friday, December 12, 2008
Decorating the Tree
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
The Dash
The Dash
copyright 1996 Linda Ellis
I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars....the house...the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard...
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they
say about how you spend your dash?
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Halloween

After school, we had 17 kids at the house for a pre Trick or Treating party.
There was apple bobbing... the yellow one was worth the most points, then the green and then the red apples.
There was the spider ring toss... it looked bigger in the Oriental Trader Catalog.
The Jack-O-Lantern Jump (potato sack race) was a huge hit.
As was the "Mummy Wrap" - yes 5 minutes to turn your partner into a mummy with a roll of toilet paper.
The donut eating contest was messy as usual.
We had a scavenger hunt in other yards... no pictures but for the record the girls beat the boys.
We had popcorn balls And Linda made a pumpkin shaped corn bread to go with the chili I made for the adults. The kids had Mummy Dogs... hot dogs wrapped in crescent rolls.
Pat and I were exhausted by the end of the party... sadly he had duty up at Port Huneme (last drill up there) on November 1st... so he had a 4 hour drive to look forward to after Trick or Treating. He is a trooper...
This is in the front yard just before starting to Trick or Treat. The kids are standing with our "Scarecrows". The big one scared me every time I tried to back out of the driveway!
And here is the haul. Thomas' pile is always smaller than Madigan's due to the elimination of all peanut products. He did change costumes mid Trick or Treating because it was hard to see and move as a Midget. He makes a fine Mad Scientist.


