treehouses

Jun 06

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, i want that, if i had a million dollars

This is ~~my dreamhouse~~, my dream treehouse for Caleb. This company has flat out stunning works of art. You must look at each and every one. They are all incredibly unique. I wish they had a feature on their website that allowed you to locate examples of their work. I think a lot of the things they do are for playgrounds/theme parks rather than individuals. I would love to go and see one. I mean, I can pretty much guarantee there is only one of these in the Unites States:

Daniel Wood Land Inc. Redneck Retreat

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what is today anyway

Jun 06

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, rants

I forget what day of the week it is. Wednesday I suppose. They all run together. Things with Prince Charming and I are a little stressed this morning. KOTC’s speech therapist will be here in an hour, and he still needs a royal bath. And I’m feeling like a royal ASS. Grrr. KOTC is also currently decorating his dining table with hundreds of little muffin crumbs. Just another day in paradise, yes?

The Shield was quite good last night. Now we begin our 9 month wait until the next season. Yes, as you can see, my little post-it mood (usually located in the sidebar) is ‘annoyed.’ Did I forget to mention, I was awaked by a fruit bowl shattering this morning?

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season finale

Jun 05

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, ramblings, tv

Tonight is the night. The Shield season finale. If you can call it a season. It just started the first week of March. Gotta love FX for those infamous 3 month seasons. At this point, I don’t even know what I would consider to be a proper or meaningful conclusion. There is one more season before the show ends all together.

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mama! mama? maaamaaaa!

Jun 02

Posted by: Rachel in: blog, caleb isaiah, just another day in paradise, memories, parenting

I love that word. I love that I have the honor of being called this. You carry on conversations now. Just jabbering away. This morning, you awakened upset. You came running in the bedroom with tears in your eyes, and one stray tear running down your cheek. I scooped you up into the bed, and held you as close as I could get you. The three of us laid there quietly for a few minutes. I finally got up to go to the bathroom. We I came back in the room, you patted the pillow and said “Lay down mama.” Can’t argue with that! We spent the next 20 minutes playing blanket monster. You squealed with delight, as you hid under the covers. You beat up mommy and daddy, perfecting your full body slams, and your reigning title as head butting champion still stands. I cherish little moments like these.

I’m all set to dress you like Diego for the upcoming show! I’ve found a little LL Bean fisherman’s vest, and you already have a blue shirt, and dark blue cargo shorts. Your tennis shoes will go nicely as well. I just need a little Rescue Pack for you! I can’t wait to see you! We’re going on the 15th.

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