Cinnamondee

what to do when you are bored

kids decided they were bored.   what to do with a soccer ball, a plasma car, a camera and too much time?

 
take action shots of each other!

 

gratitude and sugar cookies

Our life certainly has had some twists and turns.  We don' t have much in terms of material things and we live far from a charmed life. 

We also don't always have it all together,  once in a while it feels like its actually coming apart. 

BUT, its those times when I look at what I have - and feel like the richest girl in the world. 

Never would I ever have thought I  could love this much.  Not many people can say they ended up with a guy that absolutely stole her heart and have kids that are everything she could have ever hoped for.  My kids and my husband teach me something new every single day.

As long as there is a roof over my head, food in the fridge, and my family together I will always feel like I am the luckiest girl.  My cup runneth over.

I am so very grateful for love and the ability to share it with all the special people in my life.  What I give them, they return it tenfold. 

Happy Valentine's Day!

 
Life is short - each day hug the ones you love.   And eat lots of cookies! 

 

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. ~Marcel Proust

 

New Year

New Year.

 

New Possibilities :)

 

Happy Happy Earth Day

Hope everyone had an excellent Earth Day. We did the usual, school, soccer, dinner...

But you should see my trash for the past week!  Or lack thereof.  Sweeet.

We're going to shoot for 4 weeks and one trash bag, but who knows?  Might be five.  Yes, I hate to have people get all jealous of my exciting life. 

Happy Happy:)

Right Down Santa Claus Lane

 
How can it be over???? Well, we had a blast this Christmas...

(pattern for the ornament I made above by pimpstitch)

we put up our new (to us) tree (given by our Aunty) our old one that we bought on Craigslist bit the dust and Aunty was getting rid of hers, just in the nick of time.

the kids got a couple of new games, Jenga MAX anyone?  The girl screams everytime it falls, almost louder than I do...

our traditional walk around the neighborhood to look at lights-

 

The best presents from the kids - a wall hanging sewn by C-girl and pinch pot tree by C-boy. Love it!

A belated Merry Christmas to everyone!!!!

“Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.  He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.” 
-Francis Pharcellus Church, 1897

All I Wana Do is Have Some Fun

 

 

We went to the beach on Sunday. Ahhh, doesn't that look like fun?

Cruisin on the beach watching your kids play in the water and swim out to the reef.

Until....

Your son starts screaming madly and the husband swims him to shore with...

 

Wana all up in his toes. 

Good thing the lifeguards are ready with vinegar and gauze, 'cause I sure as heck wasn't.

 

So back home we go, with a vinegar foot soaking and slipper wearing to school for the rest of the week (weeks?). He was good trooper about it.  Although, he said he is NEVER going near reef again.  EVER. 

Ugh, me neither man. 

A Birthday, Looking Forward, Looking Back, and Hanging On

I've been having random thoughts lately having to do with my firstborn turning 9.  Mindblowing.  I mean 9, really?  At nine I remembered all those things.  You know, really remembered them. 

I hear songs on the radio, like the one with the pony she called Wildfire, and Time Passages, and The Winner Takes It All and they take me way back, they give me that weird - good but weird -feeling in my stomach.  So this same age that shes in, these are the days, she will remember these days.  Mine were days of doing the "Hustle" at Summer fun, of wearing those Hawaiian print wraparound shorts my mom sewed(ok maybe that was a Hawaii thing) of playing "Charlies Angels" in Jordache jeans and roller skates and pretending I had flippy Farrah hair.   I still remember the feeling, the one where you ache to be older but at the same time cling to mom, cause she's solid, familiar, you can count on her. 

I can see it in C-girl, I can feel it with her, I don't want to miss it.  When she's older, in maybe 5 years, likely sooner, it won't be there anymore, she won't need me like that. 

So gone are the times when I can say "ah, she won't remember this anyway" cause she will.  These are the days. 

So to my tomboy girl who loves everything Muppet, animal and Pokemon.  Who wants to be a rock geologist (thats the career choice of the moment) and who can make me raging mad one moment then charm me crazy the next, Happy 9th Birthday.  May you remember and cherish the happy moments of these sweet years.

Perfect Day

I had the sweetest bestest Mothers Day.  Acai bowl breakfast with a skinny mocha and gift openings - I love those ceramic homemade hand and letter plaques!

Then hiking up Tantalus with the kids.  It was so beautiful. 

 

 

This was the lookout before the hike.

After that Round Table Pizza in Waikiki with beers on tap.  No sir, this was NOT a low carb day by any means.  Especially since after that was Japanese Beard Papa Cream Puffs. 

Bring it.

Soccer and football in the park and a picnic for dinner. 

Perfect.

I'm gonna free fall out into nothin', gonna leave this world for a while

I had a little accident a few weeks back and now finally healed...

I also have a hard time posting pictures of myself so this took me awhile to do.

So... I went running, and while doing windsprints I totally underestimated the power of a uneven sidewalk. Then dove chin first into the concrete.  Sweet.

Me: (lying down next to the bed, whimpering after walking 2 blocks home holding my chin while trying not to pass out)   "Uh, I fell down... I hurt my chin"

W:  "Really? Let me see..." leaning down from the bed and facing his iphone light to me(its 6 am in the morning and still dark). "Yeah I think we have to get you to the hospital"

Me: "Really?  Its just my chin, it'll heal.  Its just bleeding a lot."

W: Leaning down again to look with his light. "Okay, kids get up. Mommy has to go to the hospital"

Me:  :blink: "huh?"

So I decided to be brave and go take a look in the mirror (no, I had not done that yet, I was too chicken)  And as I raised the soaked napkin up and tilted my head back to take a glance, blood came shooting out at the mirror.  Kill Bill style. I cover it back up and decide never to do that again.  It took seven (blue?)stitches and much whining to put me back together again.

W took graphic pictures of it.  I still refuse to look, I'm that weak. The resulting pictures I'm told, and was told many times is, that it looks like a pair of lips stuck to my chin.  I will not be posting those.

Dude. 

Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind. - Mary Ellen Chase

We finally set up the Christmas village.

And this child was found behind the counter after school,

munching happily on his gingerbread house-

 

Dinner with friends, and C-boy decided to make some more friends-

We made some memory books for jotting down thoughts this vacation-

And baked the Snickerdoodles-

Now just to relax here, enjoying the last couple days until Christmas..

Hope you all have a great heart warming Holiday-

Peace Out!