The Writer’s Voice
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Thursday, November 16, 2006
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Tuesday, October 03, 2006
You know it's your third baby when...
you spend a full minute looking for the camera before you try to stop her from eating sand. It was a constant struggle the whole time.
Port Aransas
Perhaps you've heard the word "vacation". Perhaps you've even taken one. When you here the word vacation you might think of 7 to 10 days spent frolicking in Hawaii or Aspen. Relaxing. Unwinding. Sleeping in. Returning home refreshed, renewed. If this is the meaning of vacation, then we definitely did not just take one. If you will, dear reader, shift your thinking to allow the word "vacation" to include three children under the age of four, with bouts of very loud crying in the car, sleeping on a bed that was somehow harder than concrete and choosing to sleep with your 7 month old on her crib mattress because it was MORE COMFORTABLE, a return trip home wherein the air conditioner in the car broke and a two-year old somehow ended up with a poop diaper that exploded out the front to cover her entire body (arms, hands, legs) and car seat, then yes, we did indeed just take a vacation.
It was somehow, despite all that, really fun. There were moments in the car when I thought, "How cool to be on a road trip with my four best friends." (At other times I thought other things...) There were also times at the beach when I was overwhelmed by the idea that I was witnessing three people see the ocean for the first time....
It was somehow, despite all that, really fun. There were moments in the car when I thought, "How cool to be on a road trip with my four best friends." (At other times I thought other things...) There were also times at the beach when I was overwhelmed by the idea that I was witnessing three people see the ocean for the first time....
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Bathing Beatuies
Everyone was so busy I had a hard time getting a decent picture. Thisended in complete disaster, but it sure was sweet while it lasted.
Baby Number Four
I promise not to make this a habit buthe is part of the lovely chaos...plus they are pretty cute. The blue on his leg and back is sidewalk chalk...
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Have We COMPLETELY Lost Our Minds?
Well, Safa is no longer the newest member of the Romberg clan. That position has been filled by the addition of Miles, a two year old Catahoula/Harrier hound mix. He has one brown eye and one blue or "glass" eye, lest you think we just welcomed a devil dog into our family. That eye doesn't photograph well. He is hands down one of the sweetest and most gentle dogs I've known.
The Perils of Having Three Daughters
So we were eating dinner and Erik said, "Look what I had in my hair when I picked up the food and went to the store." Someone had placed a lovely purple hair clip in his hair. And he forgot...That look you see on his face is tired annoyance (I had to take the picture) combined with a modicum of embarassment with a little resigned what-are-you-gonna-do? thrown in for good measure.
What Took You People So Long?
This is Safa's face upon eating solid food, avocado, for the first time.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Life With Three
I'm starting to think I can actually do this. I'm tired, and there is always someone who needs something. We call it the "black hole of need", and my house is in a constant state of funk and clutter and it stinks. And every surface is sticky. I mean EVERY surface...But amid
all of that there are moments when I think I must be
the absolute luckiest person on the planet to watch these lives unfold. And to get to do it with Erik, well, what more could a girl
ask for.
Aunt Meghan
We all love her this much, we just choose to show it in more socially acceptable ways. Although if she gave Eden a chance...
Fourth of July
Nothin' says independence like sparklers and chocolate ice cream...(that's what is running down the entire front of her body)
Friday, August 11, 2006
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