My boys are without a doubt, two of the beautiful and amazing little people I have ever encountered. They are my greatest accomplishment and they aren't even close to kindergarten yet.
I received the proofs for Jericho's preschool pictures and they are awesome. I don't know which background to pick. I also can't decide which sizes to get and how many... Do I get the memory matte? Do I really need an 8x10? How many people need a wallet sized (albeit adorable) picture of my son?
Tomorrow I'm going to the West Coast Womens Fair and working the Discovery Toys booth. I'm a little nervous.. I really need to study up on stuff so I can recommend items.
And I really should go to bed!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Remembering Being Weird.
An old post from an old blog:
No, I am not pregnant. I knew you would ask with a title like that..but no. I was watching a movie last night with good old Megan Follows where she was a reporter back in the '30's doing a story on how this wealthy lawyer named Charles Millar died and left quite the interesting will. Not only did he stipulate that some stocks in some race track get left to people who didn't approve of gambling....He also left a house to three lawyers who hated each other...The best part was Clause 9 which stated that he would leave the rest of his fortune (about $750,000) to the mother who had the most live children in the 10 years following his death. They had to all be born in Toronto.
There were three frontrunners in the movie: One was French Canadian who felt she had a psychic connection with Mr. Millar. One was an Italian immigrant who's husband was a proud unemployed bum. The third was a woman who had most of the children via different men.
The courts eventually awarded the settlement to 4 Protestant women because they believed that children borne out of wedlock and those born to unachievers also should not count....or something of that nature. I wanted to find out more about what really happened because Nate wouldn't let me watch the rest. I found the whole idea fascinating.
EDITED TO ADD:
One of the contestants, Pauline Clarke, would have won by today's standards, with ten children in ten years. However, not all her children were with the same father. In the process of getting a divorce, she had children with a man who was not her husband - a big mistake in 1930's Toronto.
Another front runner was Lillian Kenney, who had twelve children in ten years. Several of her children died, but because she could not provide death certificates to prove that the children were not stillborn, they were not included in her total.
In the end, both Pauline Clarke and Lillian Kenney were given the sum of $12,500 for their 'effort' in the contest. There was no mention of compensation for pain and suffering.
The remainder was divided up between the four front runners - each had given birth to ten children in the designated time period. The winners were Annie Smith, Kathleen Nagle, Lucy Timleck and Isabel Maclean.
Grace Bagnato also took part in this contest. By 1936 she had had 23 children, of which 12 lived. 9 were eligible, as they were born within the ten-year period October 31, 1926 - October 31, 1936.
She was one baby short of sharing the prize with the other front runners.
Dated January 9th, 2006
Last night and this morning...
So I didn't sleep well last night. I dreamt that my family (being mom & dad and 4 siblings) went on this vacation to some volitile country. My brother Matt had to come home early and then something bad happened and I was the only one to make it back. I remember going to someone's house and being all dirty because I had fought my way back to civilization. How tragic.
And I kept waking up last night and not being able to get back to sleep. I told Nate that our mattress really needs to be turned over as I have found a divet and keep falling back into it.
Then this morning as I was opening the fridge to get my ingredients ready for my killer yogurt-strawberry-kiwi-banana shake, ALAS! One of Nate's diet pop's had exploded and left icy brown residue over everything. It was quite horrific really. So I chipped away at some of it before my tummy rumbled. Then I told Nate I hadn't been able to complete the clean-up, but I have now turned up the temperature in our fridge that was trying to become a freezer.
Do they call those transfreezual's? Who knows.
And I kept waking up last night and not being able to get back to sleep. I told Nate that our mattress really needs to be turned over as I have found a divet and keep falling back into it.
Then this morning as I was opening the fridge to get my ingredients ready for my killer yogurt-strawberry-kiwi-banana shake, ALAS! One of Nate's diet pop's had exploded and left icy brown residue over everything. It was quite horrific really. So I chipped away at some of it before my tummy rumbled. Then I told Nate I hadn't been able to complete the clean-up, but I have now turned up the temperature in our fridge that was trying to become a freezer.
Do they call those transfreezual's? Who knows.
Another: Dated February 16th, 2006 (around the time Jericho was conceived)
No, I am not pregnant. I knew you would ask with a title like that..but no. I was watching a movie last night with good old Megan Follows where she was a reporter back in the '30's doing a story on how this wealthy lawyer named Charles Millar died and left quite the interesting will. Not only did he stipulate that some stocks in some race track get left to people who didn't approve of gambling....He also left a house to three lawyers who hated each other...The best part was Clause 9 which stated that he would leave the rest of his fortune (about $750,000) to the mother who had the most live children in the 10 years following his death. They had to all be born in Toronto.
There were three frontrunners in the movie: One was French Canadian who felt she had a psychic connection with Mr. Millar. One was an Italian immigrant who's husband was a proud unemployed bum. The third was a woman who had most of the children via different men.
The courts eventually awarded the settlement to 4 Protestant women because they believed that children borne out of wedlock and those born to unachievers also should not count....or something of that nature. I wanted to find out more about what really happened because Nate wouldn't let me watch the rest. I found the whole idea fascinating.
EDITED TO ADD:
One of the contestants, Pauline Clarke, would have won by today's standards, with ten children in ten years. However, not all her children were with the same father. In the process of getting a divorce, she had children with a man who was not her husband - a big mistake in 1930's Toronto.Another front runner was Lillian Kenney, who had twelve children in ten years. Several of her children died, but because she could not provide death certificates to prove that the children were not stillborn, they were not included in her total.
In the end, both Pauline Clarke and Lillian Kenney were given the sum of $12,500 for their 'effort' in the contest. There was no mention of compensation for pain and suffering.
The remainder was divided up between the four front runners - each had given birth to ten children in the designated time period. The winners were Annie Smith, Kathleen Nagle, Lucy Timleck and Isabel Maclean.
Grace Bagnato also took part in this contest. By 1936 she had had 23 children, of which 12 lived. 9 were eligible, as they were born within the ten-year period October 31, 1926 - October 31, 1936.
She was one baby short of sharing the prize with the other front runners.
Wow, I was sure weird.
New Website
Check out the new Discovery Toys website I have all set-up... it's sparkly! Ok, not really...
discoverytoyslink.com/sarasearle
discoverytoyslink.com/sarasearle
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Discovery Toys
I just recently decided to take a leap into home business once again. A few years ago I sold Avon and enjoyed it to a point. I didn't make any money at all. I'm not really looking to make loads of money or anything like that, but I like that the things I buy to demo, I get to keep for the boys to play with. They already beg to play with "Mommy's toys".
I'm pretty excited about so we'll see!
Thanksgiving was pretty fun, we ended up at my parents place where we had our first "Outdoor Thanksgiving". Their home is under renovations so there's no furniture in the house so we decided to set the turkey up outside... babies and all! It was actually quite cold, but memorable. I had offered to my Dad that we could host it this year if it made it easier, but he seemed insistent and it wasn't until we got there and found out that he had this little adventure planned. He had bought this little trailer that attached to his ride on lawnmower and wanted all the grandkids to come for a ride. They rode around the yard a few times and ended up in his little pumpkin patch that conveniently had 5 pumpkins with one little green one that wasn't quite ready : ) The really little kids didn't really appreciate the ride much, but Jericho and Riley could have stayed in there all day.
My little Malachi is adorable. There are days where he talks like such a little man, then 5 minutes later it's Greek to me and I couldn't translate if I wanted to. Going for car rides now with him is like having my own tour guide. "Car Mommy! Big truck! There excavator! See the puppy! Mommy there trees!" And on and on and on. *sigh*
In regards to my previous post, turns out the little girl named Julie was actually the photographer for the class pictures. That might be why she 'looked like Papa".
I'm pretty excited about so we'll see!
Thanksgiving was pretty fun, we ended up at my parents place where we had our first "Outdoor Thanksgiving". Their home is under renovations so there's no furniture in the house so we decided to set the turkey up outside... babies and all! It was actually quite cold, but memorable. I had offered to my Dad that we could host it this year if it made it easier, but he seemed insistent and it wasn't until we got there and found out that he had this little adventure planned. He had bought this little trailer that attached to his ride on lawnmower and wanted all the grandkids to come for a ride. They rode around the yard a few times and ended up in his little pumpkin patch that conveniently had 5 pumpkins with one little green one that wasn't quite ready : ) The really little kids didn't really appreciate the ride much, but Jericho and Riley could have stayed in there all day.
My little Malachi is adorable. There are days where he talks like such a little man, then 5 minutes later it's Greek to me and I couldn't translate if I wanted to. Going for car rides now with him is like having my own tour guide. "Car Mommy! Big truck! There excavator! See the puppy! Mommy there trees!" And on and on and on. *sigh*
In regards to my previous post, turns out the little girl named Julie was actually the photographer for the class pictures. That might be why she 'looked like Papa".
Friday, October 09, 2009
Tuesday
This coming Tuesday, right at 8:45 am I'm going to be quickly scanning over Jericho's class list when I drop him off at preschool. Apparently, he's talking about a little girl named "Julie, who looks like Papa, that means she's cute and I like her".
Three is much to early for these sentiments. But, if she does exist, she is really just his friend.
Three is much to early for these sentiments. But, if she does exist, she is really just his friend.
Monday, October 05, 2009
Farmers Market
My dad has been working hard on developing his very own version of Craisins. He takes his very own cranberries and sweetens them with pineapple juice and dries them in his processing plant. Nate and I had gone to the Farmers Market the Saturday before last and noticed that the next Farmers Market was going to focus on cranberries. He asked if I would like to take and sell them for him at the market. Would I! I had to buy packaging and do up some pretty labels, but I loved the challenge and ending up doing very well. We sold about 90 pounds of dried fruit! I'm considering buying more product from Dad and going again this Saturday.
The only thing I didn't like about going to market was that we couldn't bring the boys. They would probably have fun, but it would have been a gong show. Instead, they played with the babysitter and had fun walking to the park. I like hanging out with them on Saturdays.
Jericho is still saying funny things. Yesterday, I asked him what he would like for lunch. "Beaver". Um... we're all out of beaver, can I interest you in meatballs made of cow? I've been telling him this particular story quite a few times. It's a story from when I was 15 and on a missions trip with my Dad in Bolivia. We had gone to these ruins and somehow ended up on the wrong side from where our vehicle was. Dad convinced me to climb this chain link fence as a 'short cut'. Right. So I tell Jericho about how Papa climbed the fence and jumped down and was fine, but how I climbed up and by the time I was at the top, I was overcome with fear and could not move a muscle. Dad kept telling me to jump and that I would be fine, but I just cried. Finally (this is Jericho's favorite part) I decided I would just jump... and I was okay! I was scared for no reason. Tonight I told him the story again and as I was putting him to bed awhile later, he commented that maybe next time I go climbing fences with Papa, that I should pick the smaller fences. That's pretty deep.
My younger cousin Joel and his wife Nicole welcomed Ava before her due date! She's gorgeous and apparently a sweet baby. The boys and I went to visit her and they love her already.
Malachi has missed out on several events lately due to his out-of-character foul moods. He has cried and screamed over the littlest things. I'm not sure if he's really behind on sleep or coming down with something or both.
We have an agreement with my brother and Christa where every Tuesday we take turns watching each other's kids so we can go on date nights. It's worked out great so far. We've gone to a movie, visited friends, etc. I quite enjoy it. And the nights we don't go out, we have a lovely visit from Sophia. Win-win I'm thinking!
Nate's found out that he needs to write an important exam in November so there will be a few days where I'm taking the kids out on exursions without him so he can get a few solid hours of studying in. He's quite nervous about it, but he always does great.
Here are a few pictures of the last few days.
The only thing I didn't like about going to market was that we couldn't bring the boys. They would probably have fun, but it would have been a gong show. Instead, they played with the babysitter and had fun walking to the park. I like hanging out with them on Saturdays.
Jericho is still saying funny things. Yesterday, I asked him what he would like for lunch. "Beaver". Um... we're all out of beaver, can I interest you in meatballs made of cow? I've been telling him this particular story quite a few times. It's a story from when I was 15 and on a missions trip with my Dad in Bolivia. We had gone to these ruins and somehow ended up on the wrong side from where our vehicle was. Dad convinced me to climb this chain link fence as a 'short cut'. Right. So I tell Jericho about how Papa climbed the fence and jumped down and was fine, but how I climbed up and by the time I was at the top, I was overcome with fear and could not move a muscle. Dad kept telling me to jump and that I would be fine, but I just cried. Finally (this is Jericho's favorite part) I decided I would just jump... and I was okay! I was scared for no reason. Tonight I told him the story again and as I was putting him to bed awhile later, he commented that maybe next time I go climbing fences with Papa, that I should pick the smaller fences. That's pretty deep.
My younger cousin Joel and his wife Nicole welcomed Ava before her due date! She's gorgeous and apparently a sweet baby. The boys and I went to visit her and they love her already.
Malachi has missed out on several events lately due to his out-of-character foul moods. He has cried and screamed over the littlest things. I'm not sure if he's really behind on sleep or coming down with something or both.
We have an agreement with my brother and Christa where every Tuesday we take turns watching each other's kids so we can go on date nights. It's worked out great so far. We've gone to a movie, visited friends, etc. I quite enjoy it. And the nights we don't go out, we have a lovely visit from Sophia. Win-win I'm thinking!
Nate's found out that he needs to write an important exam in November so there will be a few days where I'm taking the kids out on exursions without him so he can get a few solid hours of studying in. He's quite nervous about it, but he always does great.
Here are a few pictures of the last few days.
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