Thursday, December 24, 2009

Dear Santa from Paige & James


This was Paige's letter to Santa this year. She had a tall order, and keep in mind this is one of several versions (some as early as September). I think next year we might limit her to the top 3 of her endless lists.



James, on the other hand, just wants a dinosaur, easy peasy - this is one boy who won't be disappointed on Christmas morning.

A friend of mine sent this to me, you've probably read it by now, but if not... I thought the moms out there would like to know they are not alone or at least have a good laugh - Maren 


p.s. I have video to upload but my parents internet is about as fast as the pony express.


Dear Santa,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on 
demand, visited their doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases 
of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground I 
was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to 
write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the 
laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in 
the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I 
already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong 
enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. 
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my 
last pregnancy. If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like 
fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a 
television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a 
refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to 
talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to 
boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three 
pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the 
living room" and "Take your hands off your brother/sister," because my voice 
seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the 
dog.

If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to 
brus h my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating 
food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam 
container.

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the 
holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It 
will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could coerce my 
children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the 
bosses of an organized crime family.

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under 
the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and 
remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you 
don't catch cold.

Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs 
on the carpet.

Yours Always, 

MOM

P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my
children healthy, safe, and young enough to believe in Santa.

Friday, December 11, 2009

2009 Christmas Card attempts


The final chapter of the Buchanan saga



It's official - we heard the heartbeat on Wednesday - this is the cause of my nauseated state of being 24/7. There is actually a little peanut causing all this havoc on my body. Everything seems to be going really well. My progesterone levels were low so they put me on a supplement and I'm trying to live with the side effects while Jason claims there are no big changes (I always break out crying, right? - ha, ha, ha)

Actually, it does have a slew of side effects, but I seem to be affected by 3: sleepiness, irritability, and anxiety. Serious anxiety over the littlest dumbest things (makes me crazy) and it sucks that my one good quality (patience) is in short supply. Yesterday during preschool my kids were looking at me like 'why does she think she has to bribe us for every little thing?' - please, please, please put your shoes on, I will give you an m&m - come on just help pick up, I will give you and m&m - poor things. Luckily it will just be 'til I reach 13 weeks and the placenta can kick in and do it's job.

So mark you calendars - the official due date is JULY 15th (but keep in mind NONE of my kids came on time... ) so let's really plan for JULY 22nd, a week late is about right on for my babies.

p.s. and yes this one will be a surprise as well... we will probably let our kids name it (after the first couple we lost interest). Paige has already picked out Gavin for a boy and she said Lilly for a girl which is cute, but Jason really liked Eleanor, (however you spell it - Elenore, Elanore) when we were trying to name Paige and I'm coming around. We could always call her Elle or Elli.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Friday, November 6, 2009

school pictures Nov 2009


He's such a little rogue.


I LOVE this picture - she wanted to wear her tap shoes and I love how her toes are pointed.


I never get over how long this baby's hair is.


This is my favorite one of James, it's genuine and sweet, but you can still see the mischief in his eyes.


This girl just gets prettier every year. She is everything I always wanted to be, but never was.


This is my favorite of Abbey. She looks a little pouty, I don't know why she always gets what she wants.


He is either bare foot or a flipflop boy, he takes after me - our feet can't breathe in shoes.


She didn't want her hair flat ironed but obliged me this once. I love it when she poses.


This baby is just pure joy. She has been a blessing to this family, as cheesy as that sounds - she brings out the best in us and we do everything we can to make her smile.


The lighting & coloring is not typical in this picture. It reminds me of a picture from my moms yearbook in the 70's all love child and peace.


No. I think this one is my favorite of Abbey. Sometimes she just gives you these looks like she is not amused and will not grant you a smile despite how much you make a fool of yourself. I know I'm a lucky mommy, always making a fool of myself...

These were all taken by my good friend Jenna from Jameson photos.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

responsible citizen



I had to share this clip. Abbey & I had a similar moment yesterday after leaving Fresh & Easy. Abbey had my keys in her hand and I returned my shopping cart congratulating myself on what a responsible citizen I was, only to star cursing a moment later as I realized I had closed the drivers side door. Luckily before I hit "crazy parent running with a garbage can" mode I heard a click (Abbey was still playing with the keys) and the nightmare ended before anyone "could start judging me" (great line) - This show is pretty funny. It reminds me of my own crazy family.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Pumpkin Contest


The PTO at my kids elementary school sponsors a pumpkin contest every year. The kids were excited to be a part of it this year. Jason helped James come up with a bloody skull.



I made the skirt/dress for Paige's Pumpkin Leia. I also helped with the hair (my fingers have all the burns from hot glue to prove it). It turned out great and she won 2nd place for K-3rd grade in the "Cartoon Look Alike" category. I'm so proud of my little blooming crafter in the making.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

cute kids (aka sneak peek)


In my last post - I know I went on and on about my friend Jenna who took pictures for my class. Well, I had her come back and take school pictures of my kids. These are a few she sent me early so I could do a project for church. Okay, so... technically Abbey is more of a mascot then a student in preschool, but Jenna obliged me... Look what she was able to capture.


I know what your thinking, "yeah. Maren we know she was a hospital mix up, this is further evidence that your real child is being raised in a trailer court in Apache Junction."


My life long bff's have been my sisters, I love that these two adore each other despite their age difference they are amazed and delighted by each other. If you need an amazing photographer, I got you covered, just give me a call and I'll hook you up.

*I'll be posting more in the next few weeks. If you want me to email these to you let me know, this is a downgraded format so it uploaded quickly, printing quality might not be that great. I will email you a great copy if you want to print them out.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

picture day


I jut had to share this picture. This year for my preschool we decided to do school pictures and Jameson Photos came to my house to do the photo shoot. The pictures turned out amazing. This group picture was taken in my back yard, really. She is fantastic. You can click HERE to see more preschool pictures or JAMESON PHOTOS to go to her site and check her out. She i stopping by later to take James & Paige's school pictures. I might just have to do this every year!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Abbey's a year and its flow by


I can't believe my baby is already one years old. It's amazing how when you get older time speeds up and you barely feel like your catching your breath and your baby isn't so tiny anymore.


I've enjoyed Abbey's babyhood. She is a funny little parrot. I feel out of all my kids she has my sense of humor (or maybe she is just too little to think I'm a dork, yet)


My kids are so proud of her. Just this last weekend she started crawling like a "real baby" (on all fours) - but she is much faster at her "cockroach crawl" and resorts to that more often. She also spins 360' on her hiney. It's funny to watch, and she thinks the world of Paige & James.


SHe lights up whenever Paige comes around and Paige is the first to try and make her happy. She thinks James is hilarious with his loud ways and is constantly laughing at him which just eggs him on even more.


She is super independent. She gave up baby food at 2 teeth and 9 months. She loves pb&j sandwiches, nana's (banana) and "Pipa" (our dog). She also says "Hi mama" and "hut ho hut ho hut ho" when she purposely drops something. I sing a couple songs that my dad sang to me as a kid. "Night, night Abbers. Night night Abbers. Night night Abbers, it's time to go to .... (I pull her binki out of her mouth and most times she will say) "beh"... (bed), Also "Abba-daba-daba said the monkey to the moon" and she will smile cuz she knows it's her song. She has been a blessing and a joy to our lives and has made this last year amazing. We love you Aburps.

a conversation

"Mom, I already know what you are going to say tonight when you tuck me in."

"Oh Yeah, Paige, and what is that?"

"That I need to clean my room tomorrow. I already know, so you don't have to say anything."

"Okay."

(That's my girl!)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

giveaway on the SSC site


I am hosting a giveaway on my other blog, The Secret Stitch Club. It is a double sided apron made by me. Follow this link to enter (Sorry entries on this site won't count)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

because she is just so darn cute

It's been awhile since I've sent out an "Abbey post" - and since you all would rather look at her then the rest of us I thought I would oblige.

This is Abbey and the baby who usurped her throne as "Youngest grandchild in the Byrnes family" (baby Crue is Megan & Dyson's first and is almost a month old, in this pisture it was just a couple days)

She gets a kick out of looking at herself in the mirror. This night she kept laughing and prattling on to the baby in the mirror.

When her hair looks like this I always think of Gene Wilder's Willie Wonka. Her hair is crazy long for a year old and hard to find her sometimes in the morning when she wakes up and it is ALL in her face.

This is Abbey after having been "babysat" by Paige & James. I just asked them to keep an eye on her while they were playing on the computer. In actuality they kept both their eyes on the computer and let her play with a ball point pen.

This one is a rarity (Abbey minus the binki)... and she has 2 adorable little teeth on the bottom.

SInce growing her 2 teeth she no longer can stand baby food and eats every meal like she has a full set of chompers.

This is more like it. One thing I love about her is how she always crosses her ankles. She is very lady like even if she squawks to see us come running (no wonder she only barely started crawling)

This is the normal state of her hair and binki in mouth she is happy.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

beware of pride... seriously

This delayed entry comes with a price, literally. I'm cautioning all the 3 people who read this blog to BEWARE of PRIDE... or in our case, a prideful checking account. 

Don't let your "ca" (checking account) start bragging around the bank to all the other checking accounts about how you might actually be catching up on all your bills. 

Don't let "ca" taunt others that you've started saving for a family trip to Disneyland in the fall. 

Don't even hint to "ca" that your husband's on-call and countless weekend hours, where you get to play single mom at church or at family activities, might actually start helping you pay back your student loans. 

And most importantly (aka - the kiss of death) Please don't let "ca" overhear you talking about the possibility of using your tax returns to buy a humble little tent/trailer, or he will blog about it and before you know it... bursting with pride, your haughty bank account will be called to repentance, forced to be humble through circumstance and you can kiss any financial stability goodbye.

This might happen - beware of free range cows on the prowl:

or this (your diehard VW giving up the ghost after a long hearty 9 years of service and 182,000 miles of life, and countless oil leaks). Unfortunately the repairs exceed the monetary value of the car. So we must bid "Snow White" (named by Paige) goodbye and hope that she will enjoy a productive life in the wrecking yard (it's like being an organ donor for other cars, good girl!)

then there is always the possibility of having an unfixable gas leak (according to 4 repairmen and 2 city gas inspectors) and having to replace this...

and lastly getting Jason's motorcycle back on the road after sitting for a year and a half, took a bite out of "ca's" attitude problem.

SO if your wondering how you can donate to the Buchanan's Beware of Checking Account Pride - we are accepting donations in the most lucrative median posible, PRAYER. 

Monday, June 29, 2009

giveaway on the SSC site

Yeah!! I just joined the Secret Stitch Etsy site. I made 3 bath aprons, if your wondering what that is - basically an apparatus to keep you dry while your kids get clean & then use it to dry them off once they finish. You can see them if you look to the right (red, blue, and cream towelish looking aprons) aren't they pretty? Okay so to celebrate I'm giving away this kids apron that I made on the SSC site and Christie is giving away a lime colored apron she made adult sized. You can't enter the giveaway here - You have to go to the SSC page and leave a comment. I hope you win!!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

kids lovin' on dad




to my first bff

I remember the first time Paige told me I was her best friend. She was about 2 years old and it melted my heart. I thought to myself, I am so lucky to be her first bff. I know it won't last and she will move on, but for this moment I will love every minute of it.


So, I thought I would take a moment to recognize my first bff, my dad. He will always be my hero no matter how old I get. His spirit has never aged (it still thinks it's 20-ish) while his body is looking more 60-ish. I am proud of the man he is and hope that my son will turn out just as great (this picture was taken on my 1st birthday, my dad was 34).

Happy Jason Day

This was my last pday in the mission field. Jason had already been home for 4 months. He was back touring with his family. My father-in-law asked me to come home and date his son while we were at the Colleseo. Good times... if they only knew what the next 10 years would bring them, ha, ha, ha)
This was Jason and I in the mission field (I apologize for the irreverence of the picture - what do you do when your twenty something in a foreign country and living like nuns - you get your kicks where you can)
This was the twenty year old I fell for ... what a smokin hot guy, even if he was a missionary.

This is Jason in our first apartment getting ready to move to AZ.

My crazy, wonderful, amazing trophy husband. I love him more and more as time goes by and I'm constantly reminding myself just how good I have it with him. Happy Father's Day to a guy who makes me laugh daily (and never reads this blog - so he never knows how "crazy" I am for him) Sei Grande!