This is my niece and nephew 'round about 2001 or so, pre-YaYa or just after.
Lisa and I took them to a rec class at South Division to learn how to roller skate. Lisa did our niece's hair that morning.
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This is my niece and nephew 'round about 2001 or so, pre-YaYa or just after.
Lisa and I took them to a rec class at South Division to learn how to roller skate. Lisa did our niece's hair that morning.
Mom gifted Alex & I tickets to go see the indoor Christmas light set up at the State Fair Expo Building. It was super enjoyable, I’d recommend it for anyone looking for some cute Christmas pics - YaYa
Thanks for the tickets! - Caitlin and Danny
My nephew got his temps today, so I picked him up from the DMV, took him to St. Adalbert's cemetery and put him behind the wheel. By the time we left his driving was much smoother, and he learns fast. Congrats Jonah!
[Irrelevant aside: today was Smiley's 1st ever school picture day. I'll post the pics when I get them.]
In the two weeks she stayed with us we attended both of my niece's volleyball games. The first week her team lost all three sets to my kids' school (booyah!) but they took 2 of 3 sets the following week versus another team.
(if you haven't been to a volleyball game in a bit, you now play up to 25 and earn points on every volley, whether your team served the ball or not. A similar rule seems to be in effect in professional beach volleyball.)
Both weeks Lisa and I were ticked off at the coach. Her team was horribly handled. A girl twice fouled by serving over the line, they rotated incorrectly, it just went on and on. I don't know much about the sport and I think I could have done a manageable job of correcting the errors.
On top of that the coach's kid is the captain, naturally, and my niece was forced to sit the second set of both games. This, despite the fact she was one of the best players. I'm not speaking (soley) out of bias here. There were girls who couldn't serve, and one in particular who couldn't/didn't get a ball over the net in any capacity either week.
[After one revolting play I turned to Lisa and said with disgust. "They're never going to win if they keep that girl in. She may wear #7, but she's no Mickey Mantle." This earned me a (deserved) elbow to the ribs. The girls Mother was two rows in front of me, and the girl was a good friend of my niece and had even been to parties at their house when I was in attendence. Oops. My bad.]
In one set my niece was the only member of her team to score a string of points, but was still pulled in favor of one of the yahoos.
"KayKay!," I yelled in between one set and motioned her over. "You want me to say something to her. 'Cuz I will."
"No!," she said, mortified. "Then she'll never play me."
Nice. Classy coach.
Anyhow, here's some pictures of her games.
September 2nd was the first day of school for Smiley. It was also the first day of high school for my nephew. As you know, the kids were at my house that week so I took him to school. Yeah, he was nervous, but he seems to have adjusted well.
Wow, these kids look thrilled don't they?
Shall we try again?
Ah, the moody YaYa. Third times the charm?
Eh, better. Here's my nephew on that monumental first day of high shool. He ditched the bandana before I dropped him off.
And finally, here's the handsome and debonair Smiley on the first day of his second year of school (K3):
Through a series of delays and a variety of reasons they remained through this past Sunday the 14th. For fifteen days my household consisted of seven children, four cats (two of theirs), a turtle, three grasshoppers, a walking stick and a praying mantis.
Oh my.
Honestly, we adjusted very well. We quickly absorbed the kids and their routines into our daily life, and rather seamlessly too. Sure, we only Bernie Mac'd it for two plus weeks, but I think we could have pulled it off permanently if (God forbid!) we had to, and with aplomb to boot.
Every morning I'd roll out of the house at 7:10 with a full van, drop my nephew off at high school, swing by and drop my kids off at their school, head over to drop my nieces off at theirs, and then head over to work.
Lisa would pick up our kids after school and I'd pick up my nieces (my nephew took the bus back). Sometimes my niece would have volleyball practice and we'd head there, and on one occasion she had a school dance.
We'd have the kids sit down after school and complete their homework, then set to work on a decent dinner. Come nighttime my youngest niece would sleep on a foam couch in Lu's room, as would Lu herself, while niece KayKay grabbed her bed.
In Smiley's room the new twin bed we'd gotten him was now occupied by my nephew, while the toddler bed we were set to get rid of was put back into use for Smiley.
YaYa, being the prima donna she is, slept alone in her room.
They put a dent in my pocketbook as my grocery bill grew, but other than that it was fine. Oh YaYa went through a period of 'You love them better than me!" but that passed, and soon enough she was content with hanging out with her cousin.
Meanwhile Lu and KayKay bonded and Smiley became my nephews Number One fan. He should be; they are the only two males in the generation that includes not only our extended family but also our friend's children. X chromosomes appear to be in stark supply 'round here.
One great thing about having the kids here: it gave us a little wiggle room to 'go mobile'. Lisa's at work and I'm out of eggs? Egads! Oh, never mind. I'll have KayKay stay with the kids while I go. Lisa took my keys to work with her, stranding me? Pay no mind, I'll send J. on my bike to retrieve the keys!
{plus both of the older kids really like the New Kids new CD, with KayKay even using it for a class project. How cool is that?}
Following a long day we even took advantage of their presence to go visit the speciality drink bar I once wrote about here. It was met with their scorn mind you, as in my family letting a drop of alcohol pass your lips is just a notch below smoking crack in a synagogue, but whatever. They need to learn that responsible adult behavior is just that - adult, and responsible.
I was sad to see them go, I really was. Smiley seemed the most upset, but at his age he forgets quickly.
At least now Lisa can't refuse to *ahem* becasue she's afraid they'll hear us ;)