Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Happy 4th Birthday Frankie!

Happy 4th Birthday to my sweet, smart, generous, curious, cautious, enthusiastic, Franklin Moses! I love you beyond explanation. You have changed my world. Turned it upside down. And it wasn't until you came along that I realized "upside down" was really right side up. You make me a stronger, wiser person. And I am better for knowing you.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

My Plea to the Pro-Life Movement


Ok, I just have to put this out there.  Lately, I have seen an unusual amount of anti abortion post on facebook that show heart wrenching pictures of the no-longer living fetus.  People comment back and forth to one another about how it is important to show these images to make a point, and if a person who is pro-choice feels upset by these then maybe, they should not be pro-choice ect. 

I am coming to you not as a pro-choicer, nor as a pro-lifer, but as a mother who has lost a baby not by any choice at all.  A mother whose baby left the womb far too soon.  A mother who carries that loss with her daily.  A mother who over the years has not moved on, but learned to live differently than I once did before my loss.  These pictures bring sadness to my heart that I do not need to welcome.  An unnecessary sadness.  I never saw my unborn child, and that is good.  I can imagine him/her as beautiful and wonderful as this brings me peace. I do not need to see babies at the same gestational age as my little angel depicted in these horrific bloody, sad pictures.  No.  I do not.  I need to imagine my dear one as small, not ready for this world, and cradled in the arms of God.

I would not like this post to be used as an open forum for pro-life or pro-choice debates.  Nor, will I even use it to share my opinion with you.  What I will share is that this world is harsh.  It is full of sadness we cannot understand, and circumstances that seem unreal.  I do not believe we have been put on this earth to shame or guilt one another.  I believe we have been put on this earth to love, support, comfort, grieve, and share in joy with one another.  Whatever your ministry may be, I guarantee the only way to truly share it, is to first seek love, compassion and understanding.  These, will be what changes the world.  


Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Franklin, The Award Winning Dancer!

I can't believe I forgot to mention this, but Franklin won a dance contest!  On Saturday, Stanford had a Valentine's Day dance for the EV families.  It was loud, and crazy, and oh so much fun.  There were several contest throughout the evening, but the highlight was the "crazy" dance contest.  The song "gummy bear" came on, and Frankie moved his way to the front and started busting the coolest moves I have EVER seen. (Have your kids become obsessed with this yet by the way?  Well if you ever dare to show them this video, I promise you they will be.)  Next thing I know, Franklin has won the crazy dance contest!  I was so proud! All our endless hours of crazy dance training in the living room paid off!

Bustin' a move!
*Please note the Mader slippers.  Probably the key to his award winning moves

Dancing with sissy 


A little hoola-hoop action

Don't get me wrong, Elena did her fair share of awesome dancing, however, the pizza was definitely her favorite part! 

Doesn't have anything to do with the dance, but I just adore this moment of brotherly-sisterly love captured on film 



Sunday, February 10, 2013

Goodnight Moon

The bad news is Nick and Frankie have the flu.  Like bad.  They spent the day laying around glazzy eyed with icky filled tummies.

The good new is, I got to spend the day with the most wonderful little lady on the planet.   Our Stanford Courtyard had tickets to see a production of Goodnight Moon.  It was all Franklin could talk about for weeks. We even got to visit the set when we purchased our tickets so he was extra jazzed.  So you can imagine the heartbreak (mostly from my end because he was too sick to care) when my poor little baby boy, got sick the night before.

Elena and I decided to give the boys a quiet house to rest in, so we put on our party dresses and headed for the theater.  It was brilliant!  The show was wonderful, but that is not what I mean.  I am referring to my baby girl.  She was brilliant.  She sat through all 50 minutes (ok, 49 minutes, she had a melt down during the very last scene) and enjoyed every second of it.  She kept pointing to the "red balloon" saying "Baoon! Baoon!"  and every time a musical number ended she would sign and shout "More! More!"  Ahhh!!  See? Brilliant!

Afterwards, we went to the library, shared a shawarma wrap, and walked the streets of Palo Alto.  I have to admit I felt a little guilty knowing Frankie and daddy were in so much despair at home, but I must say my little girl and I, had the time of our lives!



Thursday, January 3, 2013

Unplugging to Tune in



I read this following story today and just loved it.  Not necessarily that the list of rules is for her son, but really that it is a list of rules we should all perhaps take into consideration when it comes to our mobile devices.  And, although I don't agree with all the points (like the one that you can never ever ignore a call from mom and dad conflicting with the lesson about putting your phone away when interacting with people) I love that it is making me reevaluate the time I spend in the virtual world.


Dear Gregory
Merry Christmas! You are now the proud owner of an iPhone. Hot Damn! You are a good and responsible 13-year-old boy and you deserve this gift. But with the acceptance of this present comes rules and regulations. Please read through the following contract. I hope that you understand it is my job to raise you into a well rounded, healthy young man that can function in the world and coexist with technology, not be ruled by it. Failure to comply with the following list will result in termination of your iPhone ownership.
I love you madly and look forward to sharing several million text messages with you in the days to come.
1. It is my phone. I bought it. I pay for it. I am loaning it to you. Aren't I the greatest?
2. I will always know the password.
3. If it rings, answer it. It is a phone. Say hello, use your manners. Do not ever ignore a phone call if the screen reads "Mom" or "Dad." Not ever.
4. Hand the phone to one of your parents promptly at 7:30 p.m. every school night and every weekend night at 9:00 p.m. It will be shut off for the night and turned on again at 7:30 a.m. If you would not make a call to someone's land line, wherein their parents may answer first, then do not call or text. Listen to those instincts and respect other families like we would like to be respected.
5. It does not go to school with you. Have a conversation with the people you text in person. It's a life skill. *Half days, field trips and after school activities will require special consideration.
6. If it falls into the toilet, smashes on the ground, or vanishes into thin air, you are responsible for the replacement costs or repairs. Mow a lawn, babysit, stash some birthday money. It will happen, you should be prepared.
7. Do not use this technology to lie, fool, or deceive another human being. Do not involve yourself in conversations that are hurtful to others. Be a good friend first or stay the hell out of the crossfire.
8. Do not text, email, or say anything through this device you would not say in person.
9. Do not text, email, or say anything to someone that you would not say out loud with their parents in the room. Censor yourself.
10. No porn. Search the web for information you would openly share with me. If you have a question about anything, ask a person -- preferably me or your father.
11. Turn it off, silence it, put it away in public. Especially in a restaurant, at the movies, or while speaking with another human being. You are not a rude person; do not allow the iPhone to change that.
12. Do not send or receive pictures of your private parts or anyone else's private parts. Don't laugh. Someday you will be tempted to do this despite your high intelligence. It is risky and could ruin your teenage/college/adult life. It is always a bad idea. Cyberspace is vast and more powerful than you. And it is hard to make anything of this magnitude disappear -- including a bad reputation.
13. Don't take a zillion pictures and videos. There is no need to document everything. Live your experiences. They will be stored in your memory for eternity.
14. Leave your phone home sometimes and feel safe and secure in that decision. It is not alive or an extension of you. Learn to live without it. Be bigger and more powerful than FOMO (fear of missing out).
15. Download music that is new or classic or different than the millions of your peers that listen to the same exact stuff. Your generation has access to music like never before in history. Take advantage of that gift. Expand your horizons.
16. Play a game with words or puzzles or brain teasers every now and then.
17. Keep your eyes up. See the world happening around you. Stare out a window. Listen to the birds. Take a walk. Talk to a stranger. Wonder without googling.
18. You will mess up. I will take away your phone. We will sit down and talk about it. We will start over again. You and I, we are always learning. I am on your team. We are in this together.
It is my hope that you can agree to these terms. Most of the lessons listed here do not just apply to the iPhone, but to life. You are growing up in a fast and ever changing world. It is exciting and enticing. Keep it simple every chance you get. Trust your powerful mind and giant heart above any machine. I love you. I hope you enjoy your awesome new iPhone.



Ultimately here is what I love most about this story :   We (and I also mean me) become so obsessed with our mobile devices we forget to live actual life.  Obviously I like Facebook, and texting and blogging and all that jazz, but I also love spending time with my children, having a conversation with my husband, being a part of the actual world.  People often get mad at me because I don't always answer my phone.  Well, here is the deal, if I am sitting on the floor playing blocks with my daughter or snuggling on the couch reading a book to my son, or putting my baby down for a nap, or cooking dinner for my family, I most likely will not stop doing those things to run to answer my phone.  I will enjoy these precious moments before they are gone.  So my New Years resolution will NOT be to answer the phone more. However, I am willing to make the compromise to make a greater effort to call people back.  Because I also value you, the person on there other end of the line.




Sunday, December 30, 2012

Home for Christmas

A sure sign we made it home for the holidays is when the cost of a Christmas tree goes from $50 in a Whole Foods parking lot, to $5 for the one we cut down in the woods on a family-friend's farm.  I have to admit, I am starting to get a little anxious to send my kids outside to play in t-shirts on a not so cold California winters day again, but there is just something about the smell of cold, reading Christmas books by the fire, and the quiet of Oregon, this place that stole my heart 20 years ago, that makes our family feel at ease.   How lucky am I that I get to call both places home?!

Merry Christmas! 


What a goof ball

Getting ready for some serious tree climbing action


Spending most of the day chasing the baby chicks 

Frankie with his "ol' , old Chvch" (his words, not mine :-)  

Elena sitting snug with Chupi on a bumpy truck ride

Exploring the winter vegetation 

Viles sibs (Minus Carson who is probably chasing after Frank)

Making sure the tree doesn't go flying out of the truck

More baby chick watching


With Uncle Carson.  And yes ladies, he's single.  Man he's gonna kill me...



Those are some pretty darn cute chickies 

Man those cheeks just kill me!


Dede getting some Auntie loves

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Hear Her Roar!!

I have bought my daughter nearly every hair tie on the market in hopes that she would wear one for more than 30 seconds.  So, I would be lying if I told you I wouldn't absolutely love to adorn her beautiful golden tresses with head bands, heart shaped clips, and pigtails, because believe me I have TRIED.  Anyone who has spent any time with my darling daughter knows this about her.  Knows that any attempt at “doing” her hair quickly results in her aggressive search for any clip or hair tie you may have sneaked in there.  Just try sweeping her hair from her eyes and she will tousle it right back into place.  

However, can I admit that despite my many efforts to tame Elenita’s tresses, I feel a little spark of pride witnessing her determination and strong-will?  So, be free my darling daughter!  Let your hair down!  Be rebellious, question authority, and reject the status quo!  Let your messy mane be a reflection of your charming and quirky personality!  Just let me brush it every few days ok?...