Happy Anniversary

This week has been crazy busy, hence the lack of posts. We did make time to celebrate our anniversary. We went to the Original Fish Company, a few days before the actual day. We had gone there after Mark proposed, and have made a bit of a tradition of it now. 5 years in the blink of an eye. Who would have thought?

Preserving History

My dad loves classic cars. Mark loves classic cars. Henry is being groomed to love classic cars. I don't think this will be met with much resistance. The classic car show was in Seal Beach, yesterday. Henry loved all the shiny wheels, and Mark and my dad enjoyed pointing out the subtle differences between different years on pretty much any model of car. I think Mark impressed my dad with his knowledge. Three peas in a car filled pod. If anyone has a '49 Ford they are looking to get rid of,I have a husband who will take it off your hands.

You said you wanted to look younger

Actually, I said I didn't want to look like a soccer mom. People tend to want to add mad layers to my hair, and it makes me crazy. Today I ended up with 6 inches gone, and the reappearance of bangs. Exact same hair cut I had at 4. Apparently, I was way ahead of my time with that look. Works for me.

Mark's rep launched his long awaited new site today. We are very excited! It's pretty slick! Must be working, Mark got 3 inquiries today. Yeah new site!


Check it out at http://franksturgesreps.com/

Everything fits!

Well except this. This is one of Mark's onsies from way back in the day. His mom gave it to me and I found it while cleaning out H's closet. Pretty cute! Everything in his dresser fits him right now. Tomorrow, is a different story.

Bite, bite, biting

Banjo loves to bite the rubber bands that eternally live on my wrist. Henry watched, and said "bite, bite, biting!". His change of tense surprised me. When did he pick that up? He uses past tense all times, but never changed it mid sentence. His annunciation is pretty good, and he keeps refining it. For instance, Henny, is now Henwy. Some of them make me sad. Mice, which used to be squeaks, are now mice. Mama became mommy long ago, but that was a tough one. He still says Draa ma (grandma), hampa, (grandpa), wooocy, (Lucy), aiked (naked), waasent (elephant), there are more, but these come to mind. I hope he keeps some of these up a little longer. For now I will treasure all his little saurus comments (dinosaur).

Henry loves his biting dog!

He does not love grass! His Papa has the same hatred of the prickly turf. There is an almost identical picture, minus the big smile, of Mark, as a kid. Like father like son I suppose!