Tooth Fairy Shenanigans

Last night, Colin lost his 8th tooth. It was a marvel to behold! Not the tooth, the gaping hole of the eight teeth that have left his mouth. I don’t even know how he eats sometimes. There really is nothing quite like the awkward stage of your child appearing to have had one too many Mountain Dew’s. Well, even though we don’t drink Mountain Dew. You get the point!

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Well, in the mean time Alex was just in a whirlwind of excitement. He was grabbing tissues and asking to hold the tooth.  As he was jumping up and down, I found it completely adorable that he was happy for his big brother. Who wouldn’t, right?

As the excitement was winding down, I noticed Alex scribbling at the coffee table. When I asked what he was doing he replied, “I’m making a card for the Tooth Fairy!” Adorable! I was laughing and told him, ok, but he needed to hurry up. It was bed time after all!

Later, I carried through with my magical tooth fairy duties, and slipped the dollar under Colin’s pillow. Alex was sleeping in Colin’s bed, again. There was no doubt in my mind that he was there for the excitement of the Tooth Fairy.

Fast forward to this morning and waking the boys up. Colin was beaming from ear to ear when he found his loot. Once he was done staring at his dollar he asked, “what about Alex?” Um, what now? Alex popped up and felt around under his pillow and pulls out this piece of paper:

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Holy freaking shenanigans. This cute card that my adorable child was “making” was a money demand?! Good lord. My reaction:

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So Alex has learned his lesson. He realized the tooth fairy does not bring money upon demand, and he will need to wait until he loses a tooth.   It should be noted that Alex hates writing. Even though he is doing well with his letters in school, work like this is um, well, like pulling teeth. Pun completely intended. So kudos for his effort into his demand letter!

Anyone else have a good Tooth Fairy Story out there?

❤ Erin

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That time we moved.

It has been just over a full month and I haven’t been entirely honest. We did in fact move. We got the house we wanted and have settled in at this point. I let, a VERY small handful of people know that I was actually moving. Even fewer people know where I actually am. It is the closest to running away I have ever done.
The chaos that has ensued in the last month has been insane. I have decided to blame any and all weight gain on this last month. Everything has been so time sensitive and we feel extremely blessed for this. It was a funny story how we obtained the house.
Eli actually knew the owners of our home. He installed their fence years ago. Whenever he was in town the owner would call to see if he needed lunch or anything. For date nights, if we came up this way, he would point out the house and say, “I love that house, we are going to live there.” I would laugh at him, and tell him no. I didn’t even think I liked the house!
So imagine my surprise when I saw a house online listed and showed it to Eli. The conversation went along the lines of:
“Oh hey Hun check out this house I found. Its in blah blah and its really nice”
Eli came and sat down, looks at the screen, jumps up, runs down the hall going “no no no no!”
Um, well if you hate it that much.
He came back in a couple minutes later laughing and talking away on the phone. It was his clients house! They wanted us to come over immediately and look at everything. We dropped the kids off with Eli’s Mom and headed up to check it out. Well I couldn’t be more shocked that I fell in love with the house. It is an 1800’s farmhouse, that has been completely gutted and remodeled.
our home
I can’t begin to describe how much I love that front porch. Most of my free time is spent out there. It was also the first place I hosted friends over 🙂
After going over details and having some spiked coffee (thank you Jan) it was decided we were buying the house.Not just on our end but the owners. They felt this was meant to be. The wife had put her heart and soul into the remodel. Their move came up sudden due to a job relocation, and many tears were shed over leaving the house. I can’t say enough that the owners are amazing. They had the boys come over twice to come play and have dinner. I had come over a few more times just to talk. It was all unreal. We had hit some major bumps which was why I didn’t confirm about the house. We still chat, and Jan gives me tips on what to do with the garden.
We also still need to sell our house. Noooo pressure.

The boys share a room here and love it. Their bunkbeds should be coming in this week, and they have so much space.
Boy's Bunkbeds
We use the other big bedroom as their playroom, and the smaller one as a guest room. We already had my Mother in Law stay over, and it was really nice.
We live right smack dab in the center of town which is phenomenal. I walk to the Farmer’s Market from the house, do grocery, get coffee, or just browse the Main St shops. I can hear the train (from decently far, not too loud), and the towns churchbells. Our town is a very old New England Town that has an incredibly nostalgic feel. We have historic homes all around, and the water is a half hour (leisurely) walk away. My friend pointed out if I ran it would probably be 15 minutes. Our neighbors are absolutely lovely, we were greeted with fresh eggs, flowers, vegetables from their gardens, and warm welcomes.
The boys have quite a few friends in the neighborhood, and love to have pick up games of soccer right after school. One of Colin’s classmates lives 2 doors over, and they very quickly have become good friends. The dogs are also more welcome here. People don’t bat an eye if one of the dogs bark. Almost every house on our street has a dog living in it. Our neighbors even offered to come over so the dogs could get to know them!
We love being able to walk to school, the library, or just the town green. The boys love being walking distance from the frozen yogurt shop. Boys. I guess its important to show, I do have happiness. I am grateful for this home, and feel we could stay here forever. With that we made some sacrifices with this house. We are far away from any family up here. My Mother In Law is a half hour away. The time has come to get over it and get a babysitter. The house is also bigger, which is a lot more cleaning. Its getting easier with a system in place. We really take joy in keeping up the yard, and the boys LOVE the backyard. You can see why:
Our backyard

I’m going to take my time decorating and finding the right touches in the house. If I’m not on the porch, you’ll find me in the kitchen
Kitchen <3

I look forward to making new memories here. I am happy I finally posted this so I can actually post pictures from in the house.
To those I didn’t tell, it wasn’t to be mean. Please understand how much I’ve gone through, and was just protecting my own heart with this. To those who found out, but didn’t ask? Well its a privilege to know these things, not a right. This needed to be on my terms. I have been grateful for the people that have been warm and happy for me about this. Negativity just gives added stress. Stress, and drama that I don’t need, and can’t handle right now.

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The Connecticut Challenge: Cancer ride

This past Friday I had the privilege of attending a Pasta Dinner for the Connecticut Challenge in Westport. This is a fundraising event empowering survivors of Cancer. They host a bike ride every year that people can participate in at different levels. This year my Sister-in-Law chose to do the 75 mile ride. She rode in honor of my Mom, and then took donations and rode for others as well. You can ride in memory of those lost, and those who have survived. It was extremely emotional realizing I was now part of this “club”.

As a family member you are in denial that your loved one has cancer. Then, if they pass, you are left with the thought of, “did that just really happen?” Its a matter of how fast, how painful, or how inexplicable things happen. So, when Erika asked me to attend the dinner I was nervous. It ended up being an excellent way to get my feet wet with cancer survivor’s and families.

While we were there we made Memory posters for the people Erika was riding for. I made my Mom’s and added a couple things: DOL for Dirty old lady (dad’s nickname for her), a shamrock, a heart, and of course mickey ears. If I was more artistic I would have done more, but it was nerve wracking even writing in memory of on paper.

for momWhen the poster’s were done they were staked into the ground so the rider’s saw them when they rode out. Truly empowering. The dinner was pasta’s, salad, bread, and desserts. It was sponsored by Newman’s Own (Westport is Paul Newman’s town) and was really wonderful. I of course classed it up with a juicebox.

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My Mother-in-Law is a cancer survivor and was there helping us out. Erika also had her friend, and a coworker there whose sister is going through cancer. We all wrote out posters, and chatted about our experiences. It was touching when a volunteer came over and asked who Erika was riding for, and we pointed to all the posters. He nodded and said, “You’re also riding for my daughter over there”. His daughter is 12 and still fighting cancer. I don’t know what I would ever do if one of my boys had cancer, but the strength these families show is remarkable.

At the end of the dinner we went over to the boards they had set up, and wrote all the names. Again, to see all the names was a touching moment.

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The next day Erika did the full 75 miles. I choked up a bit when I saw a picture she posted online.

MomMy Mom had a thing for Monarch butterflies. Growing up we used to trek down to the beaches, cut Milkweed, and grow caterpillars. She would also grow them in her class. In school, she was known as the bug lady as well. Erika said seeing the butterfly before she set out was like seeing my Mom stop by to say “hello, you’ve got this!” I couldn’t be any more honored or proud of my Sister-in-Law. To have that big of a heart to go out there and ride for this cause is tremendous. To see the people touched by cancer is so touching, and to know you’re not alone is an added comfort. She will be riding again in September for the Smilow Cancer Center: Closer to Free ride. She is going for the 100 mile ride! I wish her all the luck and more with that. I also can’t wait to make some posters with the boys, and cheer her on!

ErikaThanks Erika 🙂

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Five on Friday

1. Koda is doing much better. He tested negative for glaucoma, and all other horrific eye problems. It looks like it was just an eye inflammation, but he will go back next week for another exam. By the way, HOLY EXPENSIVE! About $500, and some eyedrops later I have a healthy pup.

Behold my little patient:my patientThis is how I found him the other morning. As the veterinarian said, Koda does not realize he’s a rottweiler. They call him a big cupcake. All I care about is he is not going blind, and is healthy once again. All he cares about? Clearly that he is no longer wearing the cone of shame!

 

2. We have been insanely busy cleaning my Mom’s. It has been awhile now, but still seems like yesterday. Our home has been the only home I’ve known my whole life. We never moved, and there are countless memories there. At the same time, there is a LOT of stuff that was there. Thank the lord, Meg comes down on a regular basis to help out. She has been fantastic at taking charge, and we make a great team going through everything. Amongst the things we have pulled out and gone through, pulling a trunk very near and dear to our family out was a high point. EllisIt may not look like much, and is in terrible condition, but it is history. This trunk is what my Grandmother used to immigrate from Albania. The trunk above, went through Ellis Island and held her belongings. It is a powerful piece. I have visited Ellis island a couple times, and when you have family that has gone through there, the feeling that comes over you is like no other. My grandmother only told me bits, and pieces of her story, but can you imagine? Unfortunately, the trunk was not well kept, and is pretty destroyed. I don’t think any of us can salvage it, and it would cost a fortune to restore. The plan is to take many pictures of it and tuck them away.

3. With all the chaos of cleaning, I was thrilled to finally get a date night with Eli! He has been incredibly busy with work, and I have not been home, so for our ships to pass was fantastic. We decided to go down to an old favorite of ours: Nellie Greens. It is a harbor side restaurant one town over from us, and their is food truly delicious. Not an eyelash was batted when they told us we had a 20 minute wait. We were more than happy to unwind at the bar and talk. Service was slow that night due to a party inside, but we did not care! They even gave us a couple free drinks due to the wait for food. After a dinner of scallops, steak, and berries with mascarpone cheese we called it a night! When life gets crazy, it is nice to slow down and just enjoy eachother’s company.

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4. It was my birthday this week! I turned 29 which was extremely boring. I also wanted to pretend like it was not my birthday. One year ago while I was driving home from work, my Mom called to tell me she had a tumor. I didn’t blame her for telling me on my birthday, because I knew she was scared. So, it was a year ago my journey had officially started. I knew any moment I had to dwell on it would have me a teary eyed mess, and I had a couple times it did. I took 4 boxes of books that were to be donated to the Bridgeport School system. My Mother had volunteered as a reader in the city, and we had a countless amount of books for them. It was emotional to finally drop them off to people that knew her, and knew she wouldn’t be coming back. After a few more hours of sorting, Meg took me out for dinner. We went to Prime 111 in Trumbull, and had a fabulous steak dinner. It was even better when my best friend Cait came! I don’t know how I would have made it through that day without them. I also now I realize I didn’t get one picture of myself with Meg from that dinner! After her statement lip and all!!!

bff dessert Meg2Yes Meg. Although I didn’t have a photo from you that night, this is one of my favorites. I like to call this, how to have fun while cleaning out crap!

Birthdays give us time to reflect on how far we have come in the last year. I am a completely different person from a year ago. I have been hardened a little bit, which gets perceived as strong. However, I couldn’t escape the post birthday blues. Every year I end up looking at the people that wished me a happy birthday and it was as fake as can be, or those that just didn’t. Its a matter of the people that tell you they will be there for you even more now, and they are no where to be seen. I thank God for the tight circle I keep, and look forward to turning 30!

5. For a last piece of news. It looks like we are finally moving. Things will be finalized in the next week, and then I will post more, but I’m so excited and stressed! This came up out of no where, and I will be happy when I can tell the full story! For now I will post a picture of two places in the house. They aren’t my absolute favorites, but I don’t want to jinx myself!

side doorPantryWhere is it you ask? For now I’ll just say a very old New England coastal town.

TGIF everyone!!