I keep telling myself I'm done. All presents purchased, wrapped and even (well, today they all will be) delivered to the houses where they will be opened. But I've been kidding myself. There is one last present not bought. One I've been trying to forget about-and I'm not really sure why. Kate asked for 2 things for Christmas. A Rapunzel dress (in the bag, I know my girl, she didn't even have to ask for that one!) and a hairdryer. A hair dryer?? What on earth does a 3 year old need with a hair dryer? She knows I have one but it only gets pulled about about once every 2 weeks.
Here's my crazy train-of-thought coming out: A hairdryer? I don't want her to have a hairdryer. I don't want her to feel like she needs to blow her hair dry to look nice (and if you know me, you know I don't believe hair dryers are necessary objects....although I sure do get more comments on my hair when I use them...). What on earth is she going to use the hair dryer for? I don't want to spend a lot of money on something so strange. So, there must be toy hair dryers, right? Because I can't have my 3 year old have something that plugs into the wall - she will electrocute herself! But is there really such a thing as a toy hair dryer? Why would the world need a toy hair dryer??
So I'm finally biting the bullet. It's 3 days before Christmas. Time to buy that last gift. So I start my search online. Why join in the store rush when you can check stock online? Perfect. First stop...Target.com. Only plug-in dryers. Toysrus.com, same thing. Ok, ok, I could go to Walmart.com, kmart.com, etc, but if you're a mom you have amazon prime, right? So I check amazon and their wonderful 2 day shipping site. Bingo. I knew somewhere in this messed up world there was a beauty set for a toddler. My biggest choice now, is Disney Princess or Barbie. Lord have mercy.
So, here you go, my little girly girl. I'm going to ride this wave
because I'm not sure where it came from and a secret little part of me
wants to know how long it will last and what it will develop into. And
you sure are cute when you strip down as soon as you walk in the door
and put on your dress up clothes. If I thought it was hard to get you
out the door in the morning before, now you have all this primping to
do.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Excuse me, Santa Claus? We're not ready yet.
It's not that we aren't ready for Christmas. Believe me. We've been ready now for weeks. It's just that we are having too much fun. More Christmas carols have been sung, sugar has been consumed and the tally of total hours that our twinkle lights have been on are bigger than previous years.
I have been missing from blog-posting land and I blame it whole-heartedly on Christmas. I barely have enough time to blog-stalk these days, let alone post. Why sit in front of my computer when I can sing and dance along to Mariah singing my all-time favorite version of "All I Want for Christmas"??
We are all decked out here and patiently awaiting Santa. Eric, our resident house elf has been diligently reporting back to the North Pole each day, and the reports have been good!
Latest Christmas project: Turning race medals into ornaments. I've had an obsession with road races for about 10 years now and I have a bunch of finisher's medals to show for it. Until now, they have been sitting in the back of a drawer collecting dust. But thanks to dear Rebecca, who my mom and I pushed for Team Hoyt in the Surf n Santa 10 Miler, I've given them new life. Great idea, Rebecca!!!
But that still doesn't solve my problem. I want Christmas go to on for another 3 weeks or so. Or better yet - until spring. Because then there won't be any dreary winter blues. Just twinkle lights, peanut butter balls, and Christmas carols. Most people probably think I'm crazy. But I love me some Christmas.
| Summer's new favorite phrase - "HO HO HO" |
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| Kate doing her full volume version of Jingle Bells |
We are all decked out here and patiently awaiting Santa. Eric, our resident house elf has been diligently reporting back to the North Pole each day, and the reports have been good!
Latest Christmas project: Turning race medals into ornaments. I've had an obsession with road races for about 10 years now and I have a bunch of finisher's medals to show for it. Until now, they have been sitting in the back of a drawer collecting dust. But thanks to dear Rebecca, who my mom and I pushed for Team Hoyt in the Surf n Santa 10 Miler, I've given them new life. Great idea, Rebecca!!!
But that still doesn't solve my problem. I want Christmas go to on for another 3 weeks or so. Or better yet - until spring. Because then there won't be any dreary winter blues. Just twinkle lights, peanut butter balls, and Christmas carols. Most people probably think I'm crazy. But I love me some Christmas.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
It's Here
"When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things - not the great occasions - give off the greatest glow of happiness."
- Bob Hope
- Bob Hope
waiting for Santa
Monday, October 31, 2011
Lost in Halloween...
...and everything that comes with it! I feel like we've been doing a ton, but I keep forgetting to share.
This is what we've been up to.

wearing Halloween colors all day, every day. Well, except while at home-at home we wear our costumes at all hours.
Get amazingly excited on dress-up day at pre-school. This day also marks the day
we get to wear our costumes during meal times, and out of the house. It's a big day in
the Fine family, as you can see by the above picture :)
watch "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" over and over and over.
Teach Kate to look in her Trick or Treat bag and say "I got a rock."
give our jack-o-lanterns hair (obviously)
Then we went to our now annual Halloween playdate.
This is what we've been up to.

wearing Halloween colors all day, every day. Well, except while at home-at home we wear our costumes at all hours.
Get amazingly excited on dress-up day at pre-school. This day also marks the daywe get to wear our costumes during meal times, and out of the house. It's a big day in
the Fine family, as you can see by the above picture :)
watch "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" over and over and over.Teach Kate to look in her Trick or Treat bag and say "I got a rock."
give our jack-o-lanterns hair (obviously)Then we went to our now annual Halloween playdate.
And finally, create and eat/drink as many pumpkin-y and halloween-y goodies as possible. On our list this month so far we have: pumpkin bread, pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, pumpkin cookies with cream cheese frosting, pumpkin beer, apple cider, pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin and witch hat sandwiches, mummy juice boxes, mummy pizzas, and mummy hot dogs! We got a little greedy and ate most of these before we could take pictures, but I have some mummy ones to share. Everything we made was so easy and the kids LOVED it!
made on whole wheat bread with pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese cut into strips and olives for eyes! toast the bread, assemble mummy and broil for 2 minutes.
made on whole wheat bread with pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese cut into strips and olives for eyes! toast the bread, assemble mummy and broil for 2 minutes. It's safe to say that this family doesn't like Halloween. WE LOVE IT. It rivals Christmas. Seriously. Stay tuned for more costumed pictures from tonight. We are going for tricks or treats. Watch out, Ditchley Road!!!
Monday, October 17, 2011
Time flies when you're having fun..
October 17th, 1998 was the night of the Homecoming Dance in the Norfolk Academy Refectory.
**note: this is not the homecoming dance, or the NA Refectory! This is a picture from Jr Prom at Nauticus. If it had been the Homecoming Dance I would have most likely been in an oversized t-shirt tucked into jean shorts. Caught in a snapshot dancing to "Summer Nights" from Grease. Ooohhhhh, high school.
October 17th, 2011 I have 2 beautiful girls and have been married to my wonderful husband for 6 years! We will be enjoying a most romantic dinner at home, accompanied by an emotionally charged 3 year old and a 15 month old who would rather feed the dog than herself! Life is good :)
**note: this is not the homecoming dance, or the NA Refectory! This is a picture from Jr Prom at Nauticus. If it had been the Homecoming Dance I would have most likely been in an oversized t-shirt tucked into jean shorts. Caught in a snapshot dancing to "Summer Nights" from Grease. Ooohhhhh, high school.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Blog Stalking.
I love Kellie Hampton. It's like she speaks my language! :)
http://www.kellehampton.com/2011/10/bringing-fall-hallmark.html
Enjoy.
http://www.kellehampton.com/2011/10/bringing-fall-hallmark.html
Enjoy.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
a new season
My favorite seasons are as follows: Summer, Fall, Spring, then Winter. Maybe I'd feel differently if I wasn't born and raised by the beach, but in my mind you really can't beat summer. Bright sun, hot sand, pools and beaches. Riding bikes on the boardwalk, NO-AD Sunscreen and long days.
Fall is a close second. Pulling out my jeans makes me happier than it should. I get so excited for that first crisp fall day.


To me, fall means fire pits, Pumpkin Spice lattes, and camping at Big Meadows. Harvest beers are cracked open as the cheers of football games are in the background.
Up until this year I have struggled with the transition from summer to fall. While I get so excited about the great things about fall, I crave more summer. I have the best time wearing jeans one day, but when I wake up the next morning I'm so sad because I can't put my bathing suit on and go to the beach. I have to wait another 8 (if I'm lucky!) months! In the grand scheme of things it may seem like a small thing, but it's something I have struggled with for as long as I can remember. Until now.
It's funny how your life changes with kids. Every single aspect of your life. Because this year, fall is more exciting. For my family, it means less mosquito bites. It means pulling out Kate's old clothes to see what fits Summer. It means daily decision changes on what we will be for Halloween this year. It means trips to the pumpkin patch and apple orchards. And it means the sun goes down earlier. Have I ever been excited about that? NEVER! But I am right now! When it's dark outside, it's bedtime in the Fine house. And at this stage in our lives, bedtime is awesome.
Bedtime means adult conversations,finally finishing LOST on Netflix (we are losers, I know..), and cracking open that sammy octoberfest while sitting outside in front of our fire pit (and let's be honest...discussing conspiracy theories about LOST-again, losers...we know.).
I will still mourn summer. This year the girls learned to love the ocean, so trips to the beach meant less running around making sure they didn't eat sand or rub it in their eyes.
It instead meant building drip castles and jumping over waves. It meant seeing the sunrise on the boardwalk as I took Kate for a run when she woke up at 5:30am and couldn't get back to sleep (which I will, in some sort of odd way, miss).
It was the summer that Kate graduated from a float, to water wings to swimming on her own,
and that Summer starting walking! But it will come again. And we will be ready for it. Tutu bathing suits and all.
Fall is a close second. Pulling out my jeans makes me happier than it should. I get so excited for that first crisp fall day.
To me, fall means fire pits, Pumpkin Spice lattes, and camping at Big Meadows. Harvest beers are cracked open as the cheers of football games are in the background.Up until this year I have struggled with the transition from summer to fall. While I get so excited about the great things about fall, I crave more summer. I have the best time wearing jeans one day, but when I wake up the next morning I'm so sad because I can't put my bathing suit on and go to the beach. I have to wait another 8 (if I'm lucky!) months! In the grand scheme of things it may seem like a small thing, but it's something I have struggled with for as long as I can remember. Until now.
It's funny how your life changes with kids. Every single aspect of your life. Because this year, fall is more exciting. For my family, it means less mosquito bites. It means pulling out Kate's old clothes to see what fits Summer. It means daily decision changes on what we will be for Halloween this year. It means trips to the pumpkin patch and apple orchards. And it means the sun goes down earlier. Have I ever been excited about that? NEVER! But I am right now! When it's dark outside, it's bedtime in the Fine house. And at this stage in our lives, bedtime is awesome.
Bedtime means adult conversations,finally finishing LOST on Netflix (we are losers, I know..), and cracking open that sammy octoberfest while sitting outside in front of our fire pit (and let's be honest...discussing conspiracy theories about LOST-again, losers...we know.).I will still mourn summer. This year the girls learned to love the ocean, so trips to the beach meant less running around making sure they didn't eat sand or rub it in their eyes.
It instead meant building drip castles and jumping over waves. It meant seeing the sunrise on the boardwalk as I took Kate for a run when she woke up at 5:30am and couldn't get back to sleep (which I will, in some sort of odd way, miss).
It was the summer that Kate graduated from a float, to water wings to swimming on her own,
and that Summer starting walking! But it will come again. And we will be ready for it. Tutu bathing suits and all.
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