The Little Love of My Life

Dear Aidan,

I wanted to take a minute out of my little blogging life to write you a note.  To tell you that you are what makes this little blog so fun.  To tell stories of our life with you and to record the memories that we are so blessed to make with you.

I often lay in bed and I get a little weepy thinking about all the fun we are having that you will never remember.   Like how Daddy smiled the biggest smile ever when you came in to this world and how my heart skipped a beat the first time I met you.  And how those things still happen every day with you.  You are the light in our lives, the skip in our step. 

Everyday you do and learn new things and we look to each other so proud and we tuck away the memories to share with you in our hearts and another day comes and goes and you fill our lives with so much happiness.  We promise to tell you all about the funny things you did, the milestones you conquered and how you changed our lives and made us a family.   How you filled the spot in our hearts we never knew was empty.  And how the best times of our lives have been with you.

I love you little man.

Love, Mommy

I'm on the phone

Twas the night before Ruby had four little kitties

Yeah we had no idea Thursday was the night before Ruby decided to have her 4 little kitties.    But it was and on Friday, she did. 

Adam and I were laying in bed watching a movie and at some point there was a quiet point in the movie and I heard a faint little meow.  I looked at Adam and we both knew what was happening.  Our orange junk yard tabby cat, Ruby, was in labor under our bed.    We got up and decided we were going to have to take our bed apart.  We have the Stratton Bed from Pottery Barn and it is put together in a U shape and then a flat piece is screwed to the center.  Our mattress then goes on top of it.  Make sense? 

Anyways, we took the whole bed apart and there she was in all her glory with two new kitties.  I was a little freaked out that she was giving birth on a rug so I picked her up while Adam slid some towels underneath her.  We decided there was no way she had only had two kittens in her humongous belly so we put the bed back together and set up the video baby monitor near her so in case we heard any ruckus we wouldn't have to take the bed apart again. 

When we woke up we were both kind of giddy to find out how many more kittens were under there.  Personally I was hoping not too many because although we did think it would be fun to have the kittens around for a couple of weeks, I didn't want a ton of cats to find homes for.   So we took the bed apart and she had had 2 more.  4 little kitties.  3 orange ones and one that is a weird color but Aidan says it looks like me.  Adam says that is not a compliment. 

I moved Ruby and her babes to a basket in our closet and she loves it in there.  Every couple of hours she comes out to eat and get something to drink and we steal the kittens while she is gone.   They are so soft and sweet. 

Here are some pics of the little cuties...

(now almost 4 weeks old)

P.S. They are free to good homes, as is Ruby. 

 

We Went To Boston

(prepare for world's longest 3 day vacay recap ever)

Adam and I had such a great trip.  You would not have known by looking at me standing in the security line to come back. I was a big ball of tears.  Sunday I was going on two days of not having my voice and  I was so mad at myself for booking a flight that included a two hour layover in New York.   Also known as the extra amount of time between Aidan and I reuniting.  Ha!

Thursday we got up and headed to the airport. I was having anxiety because my license does not bear my married name and my plane reservation did. I know that I should have changed my license by now but it hasn't expired and it's really no secret that I still wish I was a Decot.  Well if I had ever wanted to hijack a plane today was my day because no one cared and off we went.  I have never in my life ever flew on a more uncomfortable plane.  I don't know what the deal was but it felt like the smallest airplane seat ever.  Adam said the same so I know it wasn't just my big buns.  The plane wasn't small either.

We arrived in Boston and my girlfriend Natalie picked us up and we headed in to the city to pick up her husband Pete for some lunch. We ate lunch at Jacob Wirth's (Boston's oldest German restaurant) and by the time that was over, we knew we were going to have a great time. I always love talking to my dad when we are there because he is a wealth of info since he grew up there.  When I told him where we had eaten lunch he said "When I was young, they used to let us drink beer and eat lunch standing up at the end of that bar." He has a story for everything.

After that we were attacked my an angry parent dropping his child off at on of the million universities in the city.  Not really but almost. Over a stupid parking spot on Newberry Street.  We almost had an Adam Harvey street fighter on our hands. 

Once we gave up our hopes of finding a spot in the over crowded city (move in weekend remember) we dropped Adam off for some man time with Pete and friends and headed to do some quick shopping to do what we will call a Five Minute Living Room Make Over at Natalie's. It turned out wicked cute but of course I took no pictures.  A reoccurring theme of the trip.

We had dinner in the North End. Giacomo's line was a little longer than expected (again move in weekend) and we were already starving so we opted to eat elsewhere.  I do not even know the name of the restaurant. All I could think of was Mike's canoli's and we waited in that line.

Friday we got up and headed to Ogunquit, ME.  In case I haven't told you before, my parents used to own a cottage and now my great Uncle Paul owns it.  Lucky for us, he and his wife Pat were there for the week and we got to stop in so I could spend some time with my uncle (Dad's uncle).  Paul's in his late 80's and it most likely will be the last time I see him. =( . He had some good stories to tell.
We hit up a great pie place and poked around some shops in town before heading back to Nadick (where Natalie lives) to meet up with Pete and grill out at their house.  Did I mention yet how cute Nat and Pete's house is? The cutest house with a huge pretty yard.  So New England.  Dinner was great.  We all went to bed full of food and good times.

Saturday my girlfriend Mariann picked us up with her boyfriend Mike and we headed to Brookline to see her place and eat some lunch.  This was the first morning I woke up without a voice so I was in need of a nap.  We ate and then they dropped us at our hotel for a late afternoon snooze.  The hotel was really nice.  The bed was so comfortable.  I got a little emotional about not feeling well but Adam fixed me right up by giving me a Diet Coke and the Peanut M&M's out of the mini bar.

My cousin Brianne and my uncle Brian came in to the city and treated us to dinner.  It was great to catch up. My cousin is my age and we were really close when we lived there.  After that we hailed a cab to Brookline to meet up with Mare and Mike and some of their friends to hit the town for some drinks. We ended up at The Whiskey Priest right on the water and danced the night away.   Adam and I cabbed it back to the hotel and passed out.  We definitely don't party like we used to.

Sunday I woke up, still no voice.  We checked out of the hotel and headed to The Cheesecake Factory for some brunch with Mare and Mike.  We then headed to the airport and then the crying began.  We got checked through security and waited for our plane.   Once we got to New York I was feeling a little bit better and I was so excited to be so close to seeing Aidan.  He had been really upset when we spoke with him on Saturday night so the guilt of leaving him had really set in by this point.  Adam and I had become the obnoxious couple that couldn't stop talking to people about how excited we were to get home to our kid. 

We made it safe and sound and all I can say is...it was a great trip, we really needed it but it is always so good to come home!

First Day of 3's Class

Aidan started his first day of school on Monday the 30th.  It was a good thing I was in Boston the weekend leading up to it otherwise I probably would have been a wreck.  I really, really enjoyed having him home all summer.   Now I only have him two days a week.  I might as well get a job.  Anyways.  I took a few pictures of him to show you all. 

The day was pretty uneventful.  We drove to school and when we were waiting in the carpool line Aidan started yelling "Let me out".  He was just a tad bit excited.  I had to beg him for a kiss goodbye as he was rushing out the door. Although I was sad about that, it made it a little bit easier to let him go.  I was happy we didn't have to re hash last years crying.  That was heart wrenching.  I did get a little weepy on the way home.  I just can't believe how fast time has flown by.  I wish he would just stop growing. 

And those pictures...

Day 1/Monday

Aidan and his lunch box

I've been trying to get him to open his eyes in pictures but for some reason this is what he wants to do.

I mean seriously. So freakin handsome.

Day Two of School/Wednesday

His shorts look a lot higher than they were in real life.  And he is refusing to wear any pair of shoes but his Crocs. Boring. I am going to have to throw them away while he sleeps.

Conversations With A Three Year Old

Adam: Aidan, come on Bud let's brush your teeth.

Aidan: Otay

Adam: Aidan, come on.

Aidan: Otay

Adam: Aidan, I'm not going to ask you again.

Aidan: DAD! Calm down. I'm coming.

{Adam and I died laughing}

Sunday Night HBO

If Adam and I could have married you we would have.  Until now.  I was cracking up last night thinking about a chat we had with my cousin over dinner in Boston this past weekend about our favorite Sunday night HBO shows.  We all hate them right now.

In order. 
True Blood. 

Tara. Why do you get to live? You suck. Jason, stop carrying wooden bullets and then that bia bite the dust already.

Bill. You are not hot. Why Sookie thinks so in real and vampy life we do not know.  You are just whack all the way around. 

Eric.  Please call Adam he is dying to know if you will die.

Hung
Probably at the top of the list.  Who doesn't love a little prostitution on the side.  Well us.  Because if you want it you have to listen to T Brain.  Tanya makes me want to shoot myself in the brain. 

Lenore we know you will never let Jessica leave her needy husband and go back to Ray and not spill the beans about his whoring ways.  Why though? Why?  


Entourage.
WTH.  If it weren't for Ari being self destructive would we even watch anymore? No. Not at all.

The acting has always been terrible.  But they have reached an all time low this season.  We can barely make it through the 24 minutes of Vincent Chase.  Holy disaster.  Did you see the bag of cocaine Lloyd found last night?  Vince is in some trouble.  I kept asking Adam what the big deal was the Lloyd found a bag of flour while looking for Tequila.  I'm naive. 

Two words.  Porn Star.  No one is ever going to take you seriously again.

And now Johhny Drama is going to be a cartoon monkey.  Enough said.