Bertie Bott's Beans...
January 9, 2009
Elayna 1 day old/ Aaron and Andrew Basketball
Elayna-- I day old, our visit at the hospital
Aaron and Andrew- basketball season...
I tried to fix Andrew's eyes, but maybe you'll have better luck.
Archives...
I have HUNDREDS of pictures of my ENTIRE family that I would love to share with all of you. So, I will be making posts with the pics (in no particular order) and you guys can upload the pics to your computer if you want them!
Love you,
Amy
This is Matthew Bytheway's 1st Birthday (featuring Carrie's wedding roses hanging in the background! :D)
Love you,
Amy
This is Matthew Bytheway's 1st Birthday (featuring Carrie's wedding roses hanging in the background! :D)
October 19, 2008
Sweet Saturday
Special thanks to Tim and Tiffany for hosting last night's family get-together! Tiffany started us off by filling us with her AMAZING breadsticks and homemade "Zupa Toscana" soup, better than Olive Garden's. SO YUMMY! Then we basically spent HOURS creating our haunted masterpieces. Enjoy the pics! We missed you, Michael, Natalie, Ashton, Josh, Amy, and Marshall and Ava and Lauren! Enjoy the pics!
Jennifer lending a hand with Bethany
John (I thought the neighbor boy "overlooking" the fun in the tree behind was cute)
The Baby containment center
Look at all that CANDY!!!
Finished versions:
up closer
me and mine
Jeff and Madelyn and Elayna and their masterpieces
The Bytheways' houses
Jenn, Aaron and Abby and their houses
AARRRGGGHHHHHH! I just realized that the pictures that I took of Carrie and Holden must have been on HER camera, as well as the pics of the Johnsons. I'm a dummy..so look for THEIR follow-up posts with THEIR pictures! Sorry!
And thanks again, Johnsons!
Jennifer lending a hand with Bethany
John (I thought the neighbor boy "overlooking" the fun in the tree behind was cute)
The Baby containment center
Look at all that CANDY!!!
Finished versions:
up closer
me and mine
Jeff and Madelyn and Elayna and their masterpieces
The Bytheways' houses
Jenn, Aaron and Abby and their houses
AARRRGGGHHHHHH! I just realized that the pictures that I took of Carrie and Holden must have been on HER camera, as well as the pics of the Johnsons. I'm a dummy..so look for THEIR follow-up posts with THEIR pictures! Sorry!
And thanks again, Johnsons!
October 14, 2008
Reader alert
I'm just posting for all you google readers to check the calendar on the Loveridge loop for updates. Thanks! --Kim
it's that time of year. . .
That's right, it's this Saturday at Tim and Tiffany's house. That means you should hire your architect right now, Jeff! 5:30 p.m. Dinner will be served.September 13, 2008
Don't make 'em like they used to
I don't want to use this blog as a place to "vent", but maybe some of you mothers out there can relate to this.
Ahhh...I remember the good ol' days of babysitting. I was a combination cook, maid, and nanny all at the same time at the outrageous rate of $1 per hour. There were even days when I had worked all week long, and when it was time to get paid, I felt so completely guilty taking a whole $20 bill from the people I tended for, that sometimes I would turn it down.
I remember showing up to homes where both parents worked so hard that sometimes their homes took a hit...that is, the washer hadn't been used for weeks; the dishes in the sink had a scent all their own, and the children's rooms were littered with shoes, socks, underwear and clothes from the last 15 days.
But my mom raised me right. I began in the kitchen...wiping, sweeping, mopping. I picked up clutter, took out trash, did laundry, made beds, and got the children I was babysitting to pitch in and help. And yep, that $1 an hour seemed so worth it to me. I think most people my age were babysitters like that.
Fast forward. Madison Smith is a genius. When we moved here, she was a babysitting dream come true. She showed up with toys, games, and activities for our kids. They RAN to greet her when she came. In fact, our kids would ASK us to go on dates so that Madison could come over. We returned home to kids BATHED, put in pajamas, and snuggled in their beds. Our kitchen was spotless...she had MADE dinner and cleaned up, and sung them to sleep. She hung the evening's artwork on our fridge for us to see when we got home. We paid her $10 an hour (for 5 kids), and never batted an eye doing it. She was WORTH IT.
Then she moved. And now I've joined the ranks of so many women who stand around at book club and Enrichment lamenting the babysitting woes of "teenagers these days." You see, they just don't "make 'em like they used to." We don't have many Young Women in our area, and babysitters are hard to come by...good ones are simply impossible to find.
Last night, I spot-cleaned my house. I wiped the kitchen cabinets down. Things were set. I popped a couple of pizzas in the oven for the kids when the babysitter arrived. My instructions to this brand-new babysitter were simple. "Keep my kids alive, and don't go crazy in the process, and make sure they clean up after themselves." Maybe I need to rethink these instructions. Because, yes, my kids were alive when I got home, and yes, the sitter was mentally intact, but well, I think I'M the one going crazy. NOBODY picked up after themselves.
We had decided before we got home how much we would pay our sitter. I like to do this because I don't want to discuss it in front of her. We pay generously. This was a new sitter, and I wanted her to get the impression that we will pay well, so that she will come willingly when we need her. BIG MISTAKE. I walked in...and she went to get her shoes, and meet John in the car to take her home. As she left, she said, "Timothy wouldn't eat pizza, but he ate some fruit snacks for dinner." I merely laughed, thinking "typical Timothy" as I wished her goodnight.
Then I walked in my kitchen. The milk was still sitting out, lid off, and was warm, probably from 2 hours previous when the pizzas were "eaten". The pizzas...partially eaten were still sitting out on the counter, crusts strewn everywhere except on plates. Dishes were still all around the table, and the Sam's Club-sized box of fruit snacks sitting out. There were toys, blankets, shoes, socks all dotting my previously clean family room. The chocolate syrup was out, dripping all over the counter.
Then I started counting fruit snack wrappers.
There were 14 to be exact. So basically, my babysitter had allowed Timothy to just sit and open pack after pack of snacks to his heart's content. Of course, around midnight, Timothy started crying, and had thrown them all up in his bed. We stripped his jammies, pillowcase and pillow, and all sheets on his AND Ashley and Natalie's bed (right next to his, caught in the cross-fire)..and I decided at midnight, that something's got to change.
How in the world do you find a competent sitter? I've talked with many mothers who say their babysitters watch tv and text-message all night, or chat on their cell phones. I don't think my story is unique.
Everyone says that you have to pay $2 per child, per hour. That means our 20-something year-old waiter at the restaurant didn't get NEARLY as much as our babysitter, and our waiter DID clear off the table.
So, I don't mean to use a blog to "vent", but perhaps, somewhere out there, is a competent babysitter who thinks that $12 an hour is worth it to watch kids, and just keep my house basically the way they found it when they arrived. Heaven knows I don't get paid that much!
Ahhh...I remember the good ol' days of babysitting. I was a combination cook, maid, and nanny all at the same time at the outrageous rate of $1 per hour. There were even days when I had worked all week long, and when it was time to get paid, I felt so completely guilty taking a whole $20 bill from the people I tended for, that sometimes I would turn it down.
I remember showing up to homes where both parents worked so hard that sometimes their homes took a hit...that is, the washer hadn't been used for weeks; the dishes in the sink had a scent all their own, and the children's rooms were littered with shoes, socks, underwear and clothes from the last 15 days.
But my mom raised me right. I began in the kitchen...wiping, sweeping, mopping. I picked up clutter, took out trash, did laundry, made beds, and got the children I was babysitting to pitch in and help. And yep, that $1 an hour seemed so worth it to me. I think most people my age were babysitters like that.
Fast forward. Madison Smith is a genius. When we moved here, she was a babysitting dream come true. She showed up with toys, games, and activities for our kids. They RAN to greet her when she came. In fact, our kids would ASK us to go on dates so that Madison could come over. We returned home to kids BATHED, put in pajamas, and snuggled in their beds. Our kitchen was spotless...she had MADE dinner and cleaned up, and sung them to sleep. She hung the evening's artwork on our fridge for us to see when we got home. We paid her $10 an hour (for 5 kids), and never batted an eye doing it. She was WORTH IT.
Then she moved. And now I've joined the ranks of so many women who stand around at book club and Enrichment lamenting the babysitting woes of "teenagers these days." You see, they just don't "make 'em like they used to." We don't have many Young Women in our area, and babysitters are hard to come by...good ones are simply impossible to find.
Last night, I spot-cleaned my house. I wiped the kitchen cabinets down. Things were set. I popped a couple of pizzas in the oven for the kids when the babysitter arrived. My instructions to this brand-new babysitter were simple. "Keep my kids alive, and don't go crazy in the process, and make sure they clean up after themselves." Maybe I need to rethink these instructions. Because, yes, my kids were alive when I got home, and yes, the sitter was mentally intact, but well, I think I'M the one going crazy. NOBODY picked up after themselves.
We had decided before we got home how much we would pay our sitter. I like to do this because I don't want to discuss it in front of her. We pay generously. This was a new sitter, and I wanted her to get the impression that we will pay well, so that she will come willingly when we need her. BIG MISTAKE. I walked in...and she went to get her shoes, and meet John in the car to take her home. As she left, she said, "Timothy wouldn't eat pizza, but he ate some fruit snacks for dinner." I merely laughed, thinking "typical Timothy" as I wished her goodnight.
Then I walked in my kitchen. The milk was still sitting out, lid off, and was warm, probably from 2 hours previous when the pizzas were "eaten". The pizzas...partially eaten were still sitting out on the counter, crusts strewn everywhere except on plates. Dishes were still all around the table, and the Sam's Club-sized box of fruit snacks sitting out. There were toys, blankets, shoes, socks all dotting my previously clean family room. The chocolate syrup was out, dripping all over the counter.
Then I started counting fruit snack wrappers.
There were 14 to be exact. So basically, my babysitter had allowed Timothy to just sit and open pack after pack of snacks to his heart's content. Of course, around midnight, Timothy started crying, and had thrown them all up in his bed. We stripped his jammies, pillowcase and pillow, and all sheets on his AND Ashley and Natalie's bed (right next to his, caught in the cross-fire)..and I decided at midnight, that something's got to change.
How in the world do you find a competent sitter? I've talked with many mothers who say their babysitters watch tv and text-message all night, or chat on their cell phones. I don't think my story is unique.
Everyone says that you have to pay $2 per child, per hour. That means our 20-something year-old waiter at the restaurant didn't get NEARLY as much as our babysitter, and our waiter DID clear off the table.
So, I don't mean to use a blog to "vent", but perhaps, somewhere out there, is a competent babysitter who thinks that $12 an hour is worth it to watch kids, and just keep my house basically the way they found it when they arrived. Heaven knows I don't get paid that much!
September 10, 2008
Posting to post
I'm just posting. There's no point to this post, except to say...hi. I'm going to go over to Mom's house later and get some pictures of her MOSTLY finished kitchen for those of you who haven't seen it yet. I'll have to dig up some "before" shots from ALMOST A YEAR AGO...who would have thought it would take this long? Well, I did. Just kidding. I also updated the Calendar for September for those who want to check it out!
August 20, 2008
christian
Just wanted to tell Christian congratulations on earning his Eagle Scout award! I think you'll start to realize just how cool this is as the years go by. Way to go!July 15, 2008
kate's blessing
Thanks for helping to make Kate's blessing such a lovely day. We love you all! Stop by my blog for a few more pictures. Love, Tiffany
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