Look. Jimbo made the list. I am going to have to compile a list re-cap. Just so you all remember who is cool, you know. Just as soon as I remember, I will get on it.
Gavin is 9 years old. His age will always be easy to remember- he is a millenium baby. And he has a lifetime of free tickets to see the Globetrotters. Really. Did you know that? Did you sign your millenium baby up for that? He was born a cowboy, and I am not just saying that because we are a serious OK State family. He was born a cow-poke kind of cowboy. Horses, boots, cows, Gunsmoke, you name it, he loves it. This is somewhat of an issue, since we don't live on a ranch or farm. I have had to seek out riding lessons since age 3. He also loves Davy Crockett and military history. I think he may have been born in the wrong era! Gavin also is ADD, diagnosed at age 6 by brain EEG scan. He is on Vyvanse daily. Our doctor specializes only in this field and the scientific measurement and treatment. This is important! We still have daily struggles and challenges. ADD kids do not like structure and schedules. The school year can make him very grumpy. Having a clean room is nearly impossible. But, he's a sweet kid & eager to please. He is very athletic and loves baseball and football- especially throwing! He would play catch for hours.
Meet Grayce
This is my Grayce. She is 5. Born four years and 2 days after her big brother. My due date was the same with both, and since I tend to have large children- I get induced. So, of course at the time, Gavin wanted her to be born on his birthday, but thank the good Lord I had the foresight to nip that in the bud and have him pick another day. A day AFTER his birthday. These 2 kiddos are a little competitive in nature. Anyway, she is my girl. A girly girl, a sweetheart and loves to do all things girly. Shopping and dressing and putting on make-up. And bossing, and telling on her brother, and socializing. Socializing. That is a big one. She does not know a stranger, that girl. She is often the belle of the ball. She knows just how to sugar you up with compliments and hugs & kisses. And she has a giggle like none other.
With This Kiss I Thee Wed
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4 years ago today, on a warm September afternoon, I married the love of my
life...
...in my parents' backyard (the backyard I grew up playing in)....
....to...
All shiny and new
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Do you love the new look? Because I LOVE the new look. And if you’re reading
this in your feedreader then you need to make the extra effort to click
ove...
I May Live to Regret This...
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I know this is a terrible habit in the making, but not only do the boys love
it, it gives me a few extra minutes in the mornings to throw on some
clothes. ...
So You Are Busy? What Else is New? Part II
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Life if busy. It just is. Answering the question "How are you?" with the
reply "Busy" is about as telling and cliche as answering that question with
"fine....
Baby fever
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After Christmas I always find myself wanting to fast forward to Spring. We
had a few 50-60 degree days and even a couple thunderstorms and it gave me a
ta...
Boy Wonder
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It is (past) high time for little Mr. Stellan to show us his toothy grin on
my blog again, isn't it? Sorry I've been remiss in posting photographs of
our l...
Unexpected Color
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I found two gold framed floral pieces 14 years ago at a thrift shop in
Florida. They were 75 cents each and I’m still convinced that the very best
thrifti...
Penelope's Pitstop Has Moved!!
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Penelope's Pitstop has moved. Please come see me at my new and improved
location: http://www.penelopespitstop.net/. See you there for great
Give-Aways and ...
Butter Chicken, Valentine’s Day, and Other Matters
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Several vitally important matters this morning. Hunker down; this could get
ugly.
(I seriously don’t know why I say things like that. Some residual nee...
Thankful
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What's worse than a week with the cha cha cha?
Just ask Michael.
*He will tell you that the worst thing in the world is writing thank you
notes.*
Tis true....
If you ask me to shut up. I get louder.
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If you have been following my blog for more than a little while, you might
remember I was once going to be the PTA president of my children’s school
and th...
Adios, training wheels
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A few new updates from this week...
Evelyn just decided last week that she wanted her training wheels off. Right
then. No discussion. So we took them off, ...
Oma's Belated B-day Gift...THE REACTION
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This post is for the "other" Cerynik Family. We got Oma C. a combined
birthday gift. It was sent to my house so we had to pleasure of seeing her
open it. H...
{sickly}
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Excuse my absence on the blog front. We've all been sick. Karl has a gnarly
cold, Addison has her 6th ear infection in the last 12 months and I've been
off...
Dearest Tooth:
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I'm saddened by this day because you are the first one of the pretties that
has now officially left us. I should have been more regimented about my
routine...
The desert and stamps
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We made a trip to the desert.
Here are the boys on the "airpwane" ready to go...
We found out last Monday, that we would be leaving for Phoe...
Every Winter Needs a Craft Center
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For my last Campbell's post, I've been thinking about God and art.
(This *ain'*t Theology 101, just me and my thoughts).
I think God gives each child a cre...
3 clicked here to show me comment luv:
sssswwwweeeettt!!!!
How cool is that?!?!
And, I really have to learn how to take a screen shot. I've tried reading what I googled but I'm one that has to be walked through it!
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