Happy Birthday Ollie

Well, Ollie turns six today, which seems pretty crazy. Can you believe he’s going to start 1st grade next year?

What to say about Ollie? He sure loves being goofy and making people laugh.


He is just a ball of creativity: he spends hours every day drawing pictures or constructing things out of cardboard and tape or anything else he can find in the house. Every day when I come home from work he has some new project to show me (the other day he made an “outfit” entirely out of plastic bags).

He will strike up a conversation with absolutely ANYBODY, so I don’t think there is a single person at his school who doesn’t know him. Seriously, it’s just kind of routine now that every adult says hello to him as we walk through the halls.

He loves looking “cool”, especially with his hat, sunglasses, and a jacket. He’s got this jean jacket that he inherited from Evelyn (who never liked it) and he thinks it makes him look like Michael Jackson. Believe me, he will show you his dance moves (Beat It is his favorite song).


Despite him being such a big kid (did I mention he can read now??), deep down he is still the same cuddly, sensitive little boy he has always been, and I hope I can protect that part of him from the world so that he never changes.

Happy birthday, buddy!

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Pirate Party

Since I was gone for a couple of weeks (more on that in a post later this week), we just now got around to celebrating Evelyn’s birthday. Evie had the idea to do a “murder mystery” party (you know, like most 8 year olds), but they strangely don’t make a lot of those for kids.

Sara looked around online and found a company that makes kid-friendly equivalents. However, there were like 8 princess ones, and Evelyn said, “absolutely not” to that idea. So instead, we ended up with pirates.


It turns out, hosting a pirate mystery party is a tremendous amount of work. Not only do you have to prepare everything for the kit and come up with really awesome food ideas, you also have to deal with the fact that the company involved thought it would be a really good idea to have the scavenger hunt lead to rooms such as “the master bedroom” and “the main bathroom”. And you can’t just stuff all the mess in a closet or something because, hello, it’s a scavenger hunt, where do you think the kids are going to start digging first?

So, yeah, lots and lots of cleaning.

Of course, Evelyn also demanded a chocolate cheesecake, because it can’t be easy, right?


Luckily we borrowed a truly authentic looking pirate chest for the grand finale (filled with Pirate’s Booty, natch). We gathered clues, solved mysteries, swabbed the deck, played pirate guessing games, and told pirate jokes, but when the kids found that pirate chest, they lost their freaking minds. I doubt real pirates, with real gold, were ever so excited about finding a treasure chest. Or, if they were that excited, I bet their screams were not quite so high pitched.


Despite the tremendous amount of work, I don’t think I exaggerate to say it was the best party I’ve ever given. Everybody had a blast (even the adults), and it lived up to all of Evelyn’s expectations (something that, needless to say, is difficult to manage on the best of days).

I’m already a little nervous about what she’ll want next year…


Another day older, and deeper in debt

So, it’s my birthday.

I had a rough plan of talking about how my birthday always makes me feel like posting a “year in review” post even though I really didn’t have anything important to say, but then I sat down and read last year’s birthday post and I already said all of that, except funnier.


Not much to say. Good year. Well documented.

This is a weird thing to say, but maybe I do feel more grown up? Part of it is that I’ve noticed that the way I think about things has definitely changed. Definitely more into the long view, definitely feel like I understand the previous generation a bit more. Better understand what it means to be a parent, and how having kids changes how you approach life. Another part of it is that this is the first year in a while that I feel like I can see flaws in myself that I need to work on. The flaws were always there, but I can see them now. That’s growing up, right?

It also took me 35 years to figure out that boots and a hood are awesome and amazing things in the winter.

What can I say, I’m a slow learner.

Weekend in Pictures

blowing out the candles

jenga concentration

its going to fal

Ollie plays a pretty intense game of Jenga


(This is what was left AFTER we canned the salsa!)

sunflower boy

missing front teethI guess we know what she’s going to ask for for Christmas…