Happy Birthday?

Goodness, this picture makes me laugh! Friday was Grant’s 6th birthday, and what a “memorable” birthday it was. This picture was taken moments before we dashed out the door for the full dress rehearsal of our ballet school’s “Nutcracker.” Notice the following details in the picture:

1. Courtney, Erica, Sarah and Claire are wearing heavy amounts of makeup.

2. Brooke is being blocked (on purpose!) by Claire.

3. Brooke’s hair is being brushed by 2 big sisters. What’s remarkable about that is that she has very thin, straight hair; hardly seems necessary to have 2 people brush it, right?

4. Trent is looking a little unsure.

5. Grant is smiling happily in his brand new, grow-in-the-dark Spiderman t-shirt (he wore that shirt at least part of the day on Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday).

So here’s the scoop: May seems like such a wonderful month to have a birthday. The outdoors are finally warming up and greening up (Grant’s birthday was an absolutely beautiful day); schedules begin to lighten up; there’s the excitement of the Indy 500 being held just south of us. And speaking of the race, here’s a little Worley Indy 500 trivia: Mick and I met at the Indy 500, were engaged at the racetrack during qualifications, our first boy was born on Carb Day and brought home from the hospital on race day. This year, his birthday fell on Carb Day again.

As of May 2012, May has also become the month of The Recital. Our ballet school has a recital every other year and it is scheduled, apparently, right around Grant’s birthday, which is May 23rd. Our last recital was Sleeping Beauty and the dress rehearsal for that also fell on Grant’s birthday.

So back to this funny picture. Since Brooke was playing the part of a “Party Girl” in the Nutcracker, she was required to have curls rather than the usual ballet bun. As I mentioned before, Brooke has very thin, straight, and might I add beautiful hair, as is evidenced by this picture.

 

So, we needed some serious hairstyling to achieve curls … or so we thought. We learned of this technique for curling hair and had actually tried it out before for the Scottish Ball on a couple of the girls, with good results. It’s an interesting process of twisting sections of hair and securing them with terrycloth ponytail holders, like so.

What we were hoping for was something like this:

However, for whatever reason, what we got instead was … well, the word “frizz” comes to mind. “Tangled mess,” too. And all of this unfolded just minutes before we were ready to walk out the door … Oh, and sing “Happy Birthday” to Grant. So, we’re frantically trying to brush out her hair, while she’s fighting back tears of pain and frustration (“All that for nothing!” she wailed at one point), and I’m trying to get Grant and Trent to come to the kitchen, so we can rush through singing one verse of the birthday song to him and he can blow out the candles that Sarah had quickly stuck into his “birthday cake” of chocolate donuts. Oh, it was something else, quite a shining Mom-of-the-Year moment.  And yet, in spite of that, I could see the hilarity in the situation and grabbed the camera. Several of the girls (including Brooke!) thought it was a terrible idea, but I told Claire to block her from view and told everyone it was a part of the birthday memories for Grant’s 6th birthday.  Indeed it was.  :-)

The P.S. to the story is that we grabbed the curling iron and headed down to the rehearsal. Rachel had plenty of time to curl Brooke’s hair the traditional way and spray it heavily with hair spray to keep it all in place. Surprisingly, that held throughout the night and she looked beautiful!

And so what of our Birthday Boy? Well, Friday, May 23rd was exciting for him! Daddy: (1) took the day off from work, and (2) mowed the grass! Either of these things would make for an exciting day for Grant. Put them together and, well, that is a great day, as far as he’s concerned! Ah, simple pleasures.  :-) 

And the birthday party – the one when Grandma and Grandpa come and we have a nice meal and a proper birthday cake and he really turns six – is in the works. :-)

SuperTrent!

 

Yeah, this definitely falls under the “Favorite Photos” category. This was a family project we undertook on a cold, snowy January afternoon when Trent was about 3 months old. The goal was that he would be asleep when we took the picture and it would look like this was his dream, but every time I got him to sleep and laid him down, he woke right up! Ha! He’s STILL a light sleeper. ;-)

The girls were very helpful with ideas about how to do this. The “buildings” he’s flying over are VHS videotapes laid on end, some with bits of construction paper for the lighted windows. The “moon” was a sheet. He was wearing a pair of white socks that passed for tights on his stubby legs and we had a red onesie we were able to slip a blue shirt over. I remember it took a long time to get to this point – probably a couple of hours, literally. But the kids were so excited throughout and the end result was far better than what we hoped.  :-)

Mother’s Day 2014

The day started off with a great breakfast of French toast and sausage, scrambled eggs and fresh strawberries. Mick gave me all Kitchen-Aid gifts: new measuring cups and spoons, an ice cream scoop, potato masher (which we use almost daily to mash frozen orange juice concentrate) and best of all a new food processor!!  My old one is about 15 years old and has been gradually breaking down in the past couple of years. I’m sure I’ll be getting lots of use out of all these new gadgets. Mick really outdid himself with the gifts and especially preparing for the breakfast and lunch at Mom and Dad’s (grilled pulled pork barbecue - YUM). After breakfast, we drove down to Mom and Dad’s church and worshiped with them, then headed over to their house. My picture-taking was spotty – no “official” Mother’s Day pictures, unfortunately – but here is a sampling of the pictures I did manage to take.

We got a kick out of watching Anna with these Spider Man glasses. She was definitely interested in her new look.  :-)

Baby Elianna got a LOT of cuddle time.

We celebrated May birthdays, but I didn’t get any pictures of the birthday people (Mom, Ron, Ellie and Grant) being sung to – at least not by our camera. I was having trouble finding my camera at that point and ended up taking pictures with Mom and Dad’s camera. I found our camera soon after the singing and got this cute picture of Grant showing off his 2 new trucks!

 

The Green Girls!

Here is Trent, very seriously playing “his song” on the piano. When we finished, I asked him what the song was called. “Mater and Lightning ‘Aqueen’” was his answer. Ha!!

Toward the end of the evening, Elianna was getting tired and tired of being held, I think. So I laid her down in one of the few empty spots on the flloor and she calmed down and really seemed to enjoy relaxing amid all the noise. That’s Claire snuggling with her.  :-)

Psst…

 

For my 2 loyal readers, just wanted to point out that I’ve recently updated the blog with Erica’s birthday from back in February. I don’t want to jinx anything, but if I keep this up, I may actually put up a blog post for each child’s birthday this year. 5 down and 3 to go!!!

A “Miserable” 18th Birthday

 

An 18th birthday is an important milestone birthday, and yet, we are a family who loves traditions. So in many ways, Rachel’s 18th birthday was no different from her other birthdays. For example: she took extra care with such important details as her hairstyle (thanks to Courtney for the lovely curling!).

We had a tasty birthday meal with Grandma and Grandpa, followed by homemade brownies, ice cream and gifts.

 

But the *special* part of this milestone birthday had been planned a couple months in advance: tickets to see “Les Miserables” in Chicago!! The kids first listened to the story several years ago on Focus on the Family’s Radio Theatre drama series. Rachel absolutely loved the story and has been a fan ever since. We picked a Wednesday matinee show, Mick took the day off and we headed up to Chicago.

We started off with a late breakfast/early lunch at the famous Lou Mitchell’s restaurant. From there, we drove out to Oakbrook Terrace, a suburb of Chicago, to see the show. It is hard to put into words just how amazing it all was. Incredible story … unbelievable talent. At one point, I felt like we hadn’t paid enough for our tickets!! So moving and wonderful. I just don’t have enough adjectives to describe it, really.

After the show, when we were waiting for Mick to bring the car around, two elderly women walked past, one helping the other. One asked “What was it about?” I’m wondering: how in the world do you sum up Les Miserables? The other said “It was about redemption and forgiveness.” Absolutely. Those two themes are at the heart of that great musical.

Right after the show, Rachel changed into her souvenir t-shirt. She was still basking in the afterglow. We all were, actually. For the next few weeks.  :-)

So, from there, we went from the unbelievable heights of the most moving musical experience ever to … wait for it … the Chicago subway.  :-D

We’d planned to ride the metro, both for the convenience of not having to mess with parking in downtown Chicago, and also just for the experience; even Mick had never ridden a subway. I’d done extensive homework the night before and felt very certain of where we needed to get off to be close to our destination: DiGiornio’s Pizza. We wanted to be close so we wouldn’t have to walk too far in 38 degree weather. We rode an increasingly packed subway and the closer we got to our exit, the less sure I was about where to get off. We started double-checking the iPhone and at the last minute, I panicked and decided I had the wrong exit so we stayed on for another 15 minutes or so, past many more exits, until we got the one we thought was the right one. It didn’t take too long to realize I’d miscalculated again. We could see the part of downtown Chicago where we needed to be, but it was pretty distant. We ducked inside a nearby Subway restaurant (which smelled heavenly of course) and tried to get our bearings. At this point, Rachel and I were starting to lobby for Subway instead of DiGiornio’s, but Mick had his heart and stomach set on real Chicago pizza and we agreed (pretty much). So we started walking … in overcast 38 degree weather … in "The Windy City.”

Rachel and Mick aren’t passing each other – she’s walking backward rather than into the wind! She did that for a long time.  :-)

It was bracing, to say the least. A couple of times, we’d duck behind building entrances to get out of the wind and check the map again. After what seemed like an eternity, we’d gone a couple of millimeters on the map and had about 6 inches to go … or something like that.  ;-)

During one stop, while I was consulting the map, Mick spotted a taxi and gave the slightest of hand waves and the guy pulled right up. As soon as we got in that warm mini-van, we knew we’d might the right choice – no matter WHAT the cost!  Plus, it was pretty neat; we’d never ridden in a taxi, either.  So, I couldn’t resist snapping a picture.  (hee-hee)

So,after waiting an eternity for our pizza (I think an hour) and then another 45 minutes to have the pizza brought to the table, we all agreed it was the BEST pizza we’d EVER eaten! That can happen when you’re eating at 8:30 pm after a long, cold, windy walk.  ;-)

Before we left the restaurant, we got directions from our waitress on the best way to get back on the “Blue Line.” Of course, it was much easier than the trip there, since we didn’t even think about using one “line” to get to another. The Red Line was just a couple of blocks from the restaurant, so we took that to get back to the Blue Line.

I took these two pictures, looking straight up, right after we left the restaurant.

Of course, the return trip was much more enjoyable. We were full, a little more confident about what we were doing and it just seemed more like an adventure – the GOOD kind of adventure.  :-) And, of course, since we were tourists, we took touristy pictures on and around the subway!      

  

I think I can confidently say that Rachel will never forget the details of her 18th birthday! Well, she actually has a very good memory for the details of any day, but this one especially, I’m sure.  :-)

This is fun. :-)

 

Ten years ago was a very busy time in our family. Kelly, Jennifer, Monica and I were all pregnant and due around the same time. I was due in January, Kelly & Monica were due a few days apart in February and Jennifer was due in March. The twins ended up being born two months early on December 22nd, Brooke came 4 weeks later on January 23rd, Mason was born 4 weeks later on February 20th and Erin was born 4 weeks after that on March 17th! Yes, a very busy time. We have a few pictures of all 5 babies together – none of which I’ve scanned on the computer yet (my print photos aren’t very organized ). But I do have a picture of the four girls that we took at Mom and Dad’s when they were about 1 year old. It was probably Easter and I’ll bet Mason was at his other grandparents’ house. Mom and Dad had bought matching outfits for the girls and they were all wearing them that day, although when we took the picture, they were in various layers. Since they all turned 10 recently, I thought it would be fun to line the the girls up again for a comparison picture. They’re all so similar and yet unique!

After they posed nicely, they started hamming it up.  It all started when I told them to look distinguished:

and then ANGRY …

and then, well, things just kept getting crazier and CRAZIER!!

 

 

 

          

Love all these girls!

P.S. Here’s Mason (“Mr. February”) taken around the same time as the girls:

P.P.S. And as if all that excitement from December 2003 through March 2004 wasn’t enough, Jordan was born in October of 2004! So, that makes 6 babies born in 10 months!!

Easter 2014

This year we:

• were all healthy (as opposed to last year)!
• made it to the 2nd annual breakfast at church (OK, we were 15 minutes late, but we did make it!). We contributed two dozen hard boiled eggs and a breakfast casserole

• sang “Welcome, Happy Morning” with the Orrs at the breakfast
• were surprised by Mom, Dad and Uncle Kent at church! They came up to hear us sing, not knowing we had already sung earlier at the breakfast We sang our song later that day at their house

 

• managed to find coordinating outfit colors for all

• were serenaded by some talented harmonica players

• enjoyed an absolutely beautiful day: low to mid ‘70s.

The day started with a spectacular sunrise! He is risen!

I’ll finish up with a random bunch of pictures. These next few of Trent and Alyssa do need any captions.  Cuteness.  :-)

 

     

 Anna was very smitten with Grandpa in these sunglasses.

 

Ready … Set … Go!

Too close to call!

Brothers Mason and Benjamin being photobombed by cousin Isaac.

Sweet Grant