Habilitat: Saving the world one Darby at a time.

Well, the husband is back from Hawaii. I missed him. Alot. As I wrote in a previous post, his 3 brothers (one younger, and two older) are currently at Habilitat, which is in Hawaii. I guess a friend of his brothers made this poster and hung it all over the Habilitat premises as a joke. I think its really funny.

The main reason for the trip was so his Mom could spend time with all her kids, brothers included, because she is not doing well. I am SO glad Jamison was able to go and make this memory with his Mom, and spend time with his brothers (who by the way are doing SO good), and his sister. This whole situation has made me realize how important it is to not take the moments we have with our loved ones for granted. As I was laying in bed last night wondering where Jamison and I would be a few years from now, it hit me that really it doesn't matter where we are, as long as we are togethor. I don't want to sweat the small stuff. I want to enjoy every moment with my husband and my kids that I am blessed with. Its interesting how when you are confronted with the knowledge that you may lose someone you love, the important things in life all of the sudden become crystal clear.

Beckie (Jamison's sister), Marilee (his Mom), and Dave (his older brother) enjoying the ocean view

Marilee, Scott (Jamison's older brother), Dave (older brother), Randy (younger brother),Jamison, and Beckie

I love Hawaii. Hopefully Jamison and I will be making the trip togethor within the next few years:)

"As I expected. Mary Poppins, practically perfect in every way."

We woke up this morning and decided to watch Mary Poppins. Actually, I decided, and had to talk Chase into it. I forgot how much I love that movie. Definate classic. Totally reminds me of my childhood.

So far thats been the best part of the day. We attempted to go to Normandie for some delish hot chocolate, but decided against it when we pulled up and saw about 100 cars in the parking lot and the line coming out the door. Try explaining to a 3 yr old, who has been dieing for Normandie hot chocolate all morning, that all though we are here, we can't go in. Its not easy explaining it. She didn't get it no matter what I said.

Then I made the mistake of taking my mad 3 yr old and tired 7 month old to the grocery store. We ended up leaving about 10 minutes into the shopping with only 2 things on my list. I just couldn't take my kids screaming anymore (as I'm sure everyone else in the store couldn't take it either).

I miss Jamison. Although I am really glad he ended up taking the trip, I am so ready for my husband to be home. The week has felt kindof empty without him around.

Wish you were here.

My Mom sent me this pic from her phone whilst in Hawaii a few days ago.I think she was trying to torture me. While I am home in the cold winter weather, shes sending me pics of sunset beach walks. They just got back...and now Jamison is heading to Hawaii come Friday....without me and the kiddos. Am I a little jealous? Yes. But given the circumstances, I understand. His 3 brothers are currently living in Hawaii, so it will be good for him to go see them. He's taking the trip with his sister and Mom. His Mom just got some bad news about her health, so they decided that now would be the perfect time to take the trip and visit the brothers, before she starts her treatment. Keep her in your prayers and send some positive energy her way. She will need it these coming months.

You can call me crafty Kathy.

I feel that for the past few months I have been in a blog funk. As in, I keep thinking about deleting the blog...but then I think of all the implications. Like how the few people that actually read it will no longer have my blog to read and how heart broken they will be. I mean, how will they go on?

But seriously, I feel a disconnect with the blog. Kindof like facebook. I don't like how I find myself checking facebook on my phone like 30 times a day. I mean, I say "who cares that Sally can't decide what to make for dinner tonight, or that Betty should have known better than to wipe her butt..." I don't know. Clearly I am speaking nonsense, but you know what I mean. Its like a drug. I hate/love facebook.

Back to the blog. I talk myself out of deleting it because I think that yes its for the posterity, and I keep hearing about people making their blogs into a book (which I think is cool because I do not scrap book, nor do I want to). But will I really do the whole book thing?? Most likely not..but then again maybe.

So for now I am undecided and will join the forces of millions of Mom's who post about their creative ways of staying sane.

Example:

A few months back I walked in Emily's home and saw some awesome flowers which were made of fabric. She got the idea from Pottery Barn Kids. I asked her to show me how to make them, because I to had noticed them at PB kids but didn't want to pay $18 for a flower. She taught me the ways of flower making. Now everyone and there dog want some....so come this summer you and your dog can purchase some...but more about that later, and pictures to come later.

Anywho, after making lots of flowers I decided to branch out and try my hand at making Chase some hair accessorys. Who knew I could actually be one of those crafty people that actually makes things? Its blowing my mind.

My messy craft kitchen table station. With so many flowers in the making who has time to clean?

My first attempt at making this particular hair thingy. Turned out good. Totally copied it from one I saw at Babinski Baby.

Totally created this on my own...not sure how I feel about it.

My beautiful hair accessory model

Also, while crafting last night I watched Lost. Damn that show has me hooked, yet could it be anymore confusing? I was seriously going to not watch this season and just wait for it to come out on DVD. So much for that. Jamison was asking me all these questions about what was going on, and I simply told him that explaining it would only confuse him. All I know is it better be worth it and not end in some lame way.

Thats all.

remember when you thought it looked so cute?

Then you look at the pictures years later and realize it wasn't. Stole these pics from Chelseas facebook. Thought I was so cool with my short hair and posing with Roger from Less Than Jake.

I wasn't cool. I see that clearly now.

Tiny Dancer

Ms.Chase started dance today. She is such a spazz. I love her. It was so hilarious watching her dance.She had such a good time in the class that she did NOT want to leave. Unfortunatly I couldn't take any pics at the actual dance class, so I had her bust some moves when we got home.

As you can see in above pic, she has a habit of sticking her tongue out while she dances.Hopefully we can break her of that habit:)

Why is it?

Why is it that I always look better in my home mirror than I do in a dressing room mirror?
Why is it that some people can fall asleep within seconds and it takes me hours to fall asleep?
Why is it that I didn't finish watching the last season of Lost? Now its about to start again and I need to find time to catch up.
Jamison told me he read an article that said that the writers of Lost are only going to answer some of the questions brought up in the last few seasons...why is that? Especially when this is going to be the last season. Jamions hates Lost. Why is that?
Why is it that Chase is sick again?
And speaking of being sick, why is it that everytime my kids get sick and I take them to the doctor he tells me there is nothing he can do and we just have to wait it out? I just paid a 20 dollar copay to get told that? Lame.
Why is it that Chase asks me if she can wear this headband every single day?

Why is it that in order for me to get Cohen to smile for a picture I have to talk in a low raspy evil voice? Some people would think I was trying to scare him...I'm not. It makes him laugh.

Why is it that Cohen has blue eyes? No one has blue eyes in our family.

Why is it that my hair all of the sudden won't work? Good thing I have a hair appt Wednesday.

Why is it that Wednesday is spelled how it is? It looks so wierd to me, and everytime I type it I think I am spelling it wrong.

Why is it that right when Jamison and I are trying to plan a beach vacation for the second he gets out of school we need to pay for car repairs?

Why is it that I always have dreams I can fly? I love those kind of dreams.

Why is it that after reading In Defense of Food I still went to Wendys today to buy Chase a happy meal. I swear we are going to start eating better (did anyone see Micheal Pollan on Oprah talking about Food Inc?I still want to see that movie.)