Category Archives: Fallon

my curses are for real

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I’m starting to regret cursing my children with children JUST LIKE THEM someday. Hazel is just like her mommy at every age and stage that she has been through so far. Soon to be five year old Hazel is just like almost five year old Hollie was…just in case anyone is ever wondering what Hollie was like when she was a little girl.

Oh wait!

Soon to be five year old Hazel does not pray daily, out loud for a baby sister. I am pretty sure her mommy has pointed to my children to show her what happens when you do something like that. But everything else about Hazel is so much like her mommy at that age it is a little bit scary…and pretty cool because Hollie was a pretty awesome little girl. Then she grew into preteens and teens…oh dear…sorry Hollie.

Fallon, on the other hand, is nothing like her mommy at age 18 months. No. Fallon is actually her mommy when she was around age 14…except for the fact that Fallon isn’t potty trained.

I’m thinking since she has spent the last eighteen months raging against the world she has maybe three, maybe four more years of rage left in her…wishing…hoping…praying. I’m sorry Hollie. I am so sorry that I ever cursed you. Then again, your rages often drove me to curse you.

Hang in there baby! If I survived, you can too.

You too, Fallon! I mean your mommy survived. Hurray for being so gosh darn cute!

promping

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Getting ready for Prom?

One does not simply primp.

No.

Absolutely not.

At least not if one lives here under the Big Top.

It all started while watching the Red Carpet before the Academy Awards.

Because great minds think alike, Jodie, Hollie and I all thought Reese Witherspoon’s classic, Hollywood glam style would be a perfect look for prom for Jodie. So from there we began to plan. Jodie was part of the prom planning committee for her school so of course we had to start to plan. I swear I never ever put any thought into my prom and having helped (just a little) with some of my girls’ proms, part of me feels like I might have missed out just a little. Then again I don’t think I could handle Mommy Dearest helping me plan at all. But to be fair, given that Hollie never went to prom herself, I imagine she couldn’t handle me helping either. But we do make a pretty good team helping her sisters in the past and present.

First, find the dress.

Hollie and I concluded that Jodie is like a hanger effortlessly wearing the smallest size off the rack of every single dress she tried on. These are just some of the dresses that she tried on. So many dresses! But she could only choose one.

Decisions…decisions…

Fallon proved to be no help being awestruck by her princess auntie every time she floated out of a dressing room wearing something shiny, glittery or sparkle-ly. But Jodie soon made her choice…the first dress she tried on.

At last the day had come! Time to start getting promped. Hollie was in charge of this.

She got this!

She’s totally got this!

Oh yeah! Jodie’s happy face was proof enough.

Ta-Dah!!! And on the arm of her handsome date, a friend whom she has known since the third grade she was all promped and ready.

Okay humor me now while I pause and then state, “Damn! I made some gorgeous babies!” I can say that because it is true. This one, this shiny, golden-haired child looks so much like my Mommy Dearest as a young lady, before kids, before me, before everything that stole her youth and her health that it takes my breath away.

I can’t believe that my youngest baby girl-child is all grown up, gorgeous and going to the prom!

Have fun my baby, my love, my heart, my joy!

it’s all fun and games until someone farts and throws up

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Oh photo shoots with families…large families! They can always be fun.

Right?

I try to imagine that. I mean if I close my eyes real tight and think on it real hard it will be so.

Right?

Yeah, but no.

But they can be fun.

They can definitely be fun when your friend is taking the pictures…and what is this with the shot of my ass? My friend has a wicked sense of humor.

We agreed to help my friend, Marie, out with a special project she is doing for the March of Dimes WalkAmerica and NICU Reunion featuring NICU graduates. Actually I agreed. You know how it is. Mom says so and so it is. But this project of Marie’s is a good thing and we manage to get some pictures of most of the family circus. I gave her some pictures that I have of Zoë with her favorite little brother, Daniel which will be included in the poster. We would much rather have Zoë here but life, job, school and bills happen when you are a grown up living on your own more than 330 miles away from home.

We miss you like crazy Zo-zo!!!

Act natural she said.

Relax she said.

Just be yourself she said.

And so we did. Perhaps we did just a little bit too much because yes, someone farted and we all reacted as expected…which Marie documented in several frames. Of course she would because she is the kind of friend who will take a picture of her taking a picture of my ass.

Love that girl!

Thankfully she didn’t document the throwing up.

Oh family photo shoots!

I can’t wait to see what she does with all of this.