The Gremlins

Foggy morning

It was foggy out there at 5am. So foggy, in fact, the schools are on a two-hour delay. More time to hang out with Lily, Benjamin, and Cohen, I guess. Foster doesn’t really care, except that the “bus time” alarm on my phone still goes off at the normal time. He runs around, as usual, yelling “buth tieeeeem! Buth tieeeeem! Ninyee!” (Lily) “Koh-ehn” (Cohen) and “Ben-juh-miiiiin” (Benjamin).

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Mr. Stork

We have been keeping this a secret for the past four months. But now my little 17 week old is too big to hide.

We are ecstatic… And yes, illness buy it was planned (that seems to be the first question everyone has). Yes, thumb planned. Although Lily’s wish for a little sister on Christmas Eve could have done the trick.

Here is my bump and the handsome culprit.

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Expect a flurry of posts now that the cat is out of the bag. I find it very hard to blog when I am keeping something from you.

xoxo,

Alaina

My little boy.

Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, more about a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, side effects upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, advice Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when they asked if we wanted to try out their photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on her pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print our some larger pictures to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, buy a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, pill upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, ambulance Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when they asked if we wanted to try out their photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on her pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print our some larger pictures to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, buy more about a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, more about upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when Julie asked if we wanted to try out this photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on her pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print our some larger pictures to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, information pills a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when Julie asked if we wanted to try out this photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on the pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print our some larger pictures to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, physician a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, viagra 100mg upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when Julie asked if we wanted to try out this photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on the pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print out some larger pictures (via iPhoto) to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, look a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when Julie asked if we wanted to try out this photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on the pin board in her room.

groovebook photos on a pinboard
Benjamin made his own family “memory book”

kid-made photo book

Alaina and I even decided to print out some larger pictures (via iPhoto) to hang around the house.

picture of a picture of bikers on Harley's

For you list-types, here are my thoughts about Groovebook:

Pros

  1. Same account works on multiple devices
  2. Print quality is great (depending on resolution of your original photo, though)
  3. Love the time/date/location stamp on the non-photo part of each page
  4. Simple interface in the app– relatively intuitive and easy to use

Cons

  1. App can only access your camera roll right now. Can’t get at all those other albums you might have. But there is a workaround.
  2. Picking 100 new pictures a month can feel daunting.
  3. All you see are square picture thumbnails– not the whole pic.

Overall

Groovebook is a cool photo app that makes printing pictures as easy as taking them, and we’ll probably keep using it.

You can find them on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. If you’d like to try Groovebook completely free for a month, use the code BeautyAndTheBiker1

Do any of you use something like this already? How do you get your photos from your phone to your wall?

 

Smile!

Seth

 

 

this post was sponsored: Groovebook let us try their app/service for free for a month in exchange for writing about our experience using it. They didn’t tell me what to write, though, and these thoughts are my own.
Benjamin turned seven last weekend.

Seven. 

The years haven’t flown by. I don’t feel that way at all. I look back on the past seven years as a long, about it long road to where we are today. There was no flying involved. We just took it day by day, keeping ourselves busy with adventures, big and small. And through it all, we were together.

Fortunately for me, he still lets me squeeze him hug him and kiss him up, just like I did when he was a little guy.

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Thank goodness, because Read More…

What do you do with family photos?

Printed photos are a rarity for me. Lily & Cohen’s baby pictures aren’t in one of those frilly family photo albums. Well, page a few of them are. And there are some in frames. But most of the pictures are on my phone and computer… and backed up on two separate external hard drives… and various online photo services. But printing them always seemed like such a hassle. Have to crop them, upload them to some wobbly local photo shop website (or through iPhoto, Flickr, Picasa, etc), select print sizes, glossy or matte finish, and on and on.  And, usually, you have to do that all from a computer.

Now, though, we have lots of pictures. A Ms. Single Mama/Beauty and the Biker reader, Julie, told us about an awesome photo app she’s been working on called Groovebook: a photo app for busy families. Groovebook prints a keepsake booklet of up to 100 pictures from your iOS (iPhone, iPod, etc) or Android device each month, sends it to you, and all they charge is $2.99 for shipping/handling. Seriously. So, when Julie asked if we wanted to try out this photo app for free (in exchange for sharing our thoughts about it), we said sure!

You can download Groovebook for free from the iTunes App Store or Google Play. Then, create a free account, and select the pictures you want this month. The pics go from your phone to your door with a few taps.

The kids love these little photo books. Each page is perforated, and tells the date, time, and location of each picture.

Lily tore out a bunch and put them on the pin board in her room.

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Raising Grateful Children

Maker Mondays is where I’ll show you some incredible people making even more incredible things, approved try to explain what makes their stuff so rad, and why you should care.

This week’s Maker Mondays features another incredible company from Columbus, Ohio: Little Alouette.

Little Alouette is a husband & wife team– she’s a writer, he’s a master carpenter– who started making exquisite wooden toys for their two tots

handmade wooden baby rattle

handmade wooden baby toy keys

Then they decided to let other people in on the awesomeness and sell their handmade wooden baby rattles, toys, and letters. They’ve been on the Today Show, in Martha Stewart Magazine, and Jessica ALba even picked their wooden, natural play toys for stocking stuffers. And that was just 2012!

You can see Little Alouette’s attention to detail and absolute love for kids in everything they produce. Check them out on Facebook. Or Twitter. Or, you can find Little Alouette wooden rattles, keys, and toys in these fine retailers. Little Alouette wooden baby rattles, keys, and guitars are the kinds of things your kids will give to their grandkids.

Our kids are a little too big now, but I might buy some anyway. Never know when a baby rattle may come in handy.

Maker Mondays is where I’ll show you some incredible people making even more incredible things, viagra order try to explain what makes their stuff so rad, pilule and why you should care.

This week’s Maker Mondays features another incredible company from Columbus, pills Ohio: Little Alouette.

Little Alouette is a husband & wife team– she’s a writer, he’s a master carpenter– who started making exquisite wooden toys for their two tots

handmade wooden baby rattle

handmade wooden baby toy keys

Then they decided to let other people in on the awesomeness and sell their handmade wooden baby rattles, toys, and letters. They’ve been on the Today Show, in Martha Stewart Magazine, and Jessica ALba even picked their wooden, natural play toys for stocking stuffers. And that was just 2012!

You can see Little Alouette’s attention to detail and absolute love for kids in everything they produce. Check them out on Facebook. Or Tumblr. Or their Etsy shop. Or, you can find Little Alouette wooden rattles, keys, and toys in these fine retailers. Little Alouette wooden baby rattles, keys, and guitars are the kinds of things your kids will give to their grandkids.

Our kids are a little too big now, but I might buy some anyway. Never know when a baby rattle may come in handy.

-Seth

Maker Mondays is where I’ll show you some incredible people making even more incredible things, viagra dosage try to explain what makes their stuff so rad, diagnosis and why you should care.

This week’s Maker Mondays features another incredible company from Columbus, Ohio: Little Alouette.

Little Alouette is a husband & wife team– she’s a writer, he’s a master carpenter– who started making exquisite wooden toys for their two tots

handmade wooden baby rattle

handmade wooden baby toy keys

Then they decided to let other people in on the awesomeness and sell their handmade wooden baby rattles, toys, and letters. They’ve been on the Today Show, in Martha Stewart Magazine, and Jessica ALba even picked their wooden, natural play toys for stocking stuffers. And that was just 2012!

You can see Little Alouette’s attention to detail and absolute love for kids in everything they produce. Check them out on Facebook. Or Tumblr. Or their Etsy shop. Or, you can find Little Alouette wooden rattles, keys, and toys in these fine retailers. Little Alouette wooden baby rattles, keys, and guitars are the kinds of things your kids will give to their grandkids.

Our kids are a little too big now, but I might buy some anyway. Never know when a baby rattle may come in handy.

-Seth

Maker Mondays is where I’ll show you some incredible people making even more incredible things, drugs try to explain what makes their stuff so rad, order and why you should care.

For Maker Mondays this week, find meet Blue Frost Cupcake from Worthington, Ohio.

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How to make your kids musical geniuses

There is an incredible amount of amazing music made every day. Sometimes you have to dig for it though.

To save you the trouble of digging, page medical I’ll post my 5 favorite tracks of the week here each Friday morning, healing for Beauty and the Biker’s Weekend Soundtrack.

In no particular order, ask here’s Beauty and the Biker’s Weekend Soundtrack #1

“Roll The Bones” by Shakey Graves
Shakey Graves is Alejandro Rose-Garcia. This badass, dirty-blues-guitar-picking, one-man-band (plays a kick drum built into a suitcase and a tambourine with his feet), hails from Austin. The video below is of Roll The Bones, but really any song by this guy is fucking rad. He’s got a couple albums recorded & for sale, and they’re good. But the real treat are the live performances. The albums are intimate and intricate. The live performance is like Johnny Cash and Jim Morrison hanging out with Justin Townes Earle drinking whiskey, shooting guns, and playing guitar with the bullets. Music snob part: tempo changes, dynamics, storytelling, blazingly-tasty guitar picking.
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Wired children

The holiday break began with a little party at Cement Marketing.

Our first Christmas party was in a tiny, hospital one bedroom apartment we used as an office. Cramped, sick but fun. Our new office is just a bit larger.

And we just got this beautiful new signage on the windows overlooking Gay Street in Downtown Columbus.

The band, led by Mark Subel, crushed the Christmas jazz music all night.

And Seth manned the punch bowl.

And Santa watched over us all, making last minute adjustments to the naughty or nice list.

Overall the party was a smash.

A few mornings later we made the journey down to Athens for some pre-Christmas cookie baking at Grandma’s.

Benjamin loves his cousins almost as much as he loves cookies.

Grandma had all of the home made fixings and the perfect decorating station set up in her kitchen.

In the midst of it all she also pulled this out of the oven. “Light as angel wings,” she said. Panettone bread like you’ve never had before.

And these little gems.

And then this.

My mother is Martha Stewart’s lost twin sister.

After Athens we spent Christmas and Christmas Day in Columbus hopping from my aunt’s to Seth’s mother’s. And then the entire Gray clan–Seth and us, his parents, his brother Nathaneal along with his wife Sara and their two kids, Uncle Ben, Uncle Adam and future sister-in-law Chrystine all drove 45 minutes southeast into the Hocking Hills for a stay at a lodge we rented.

I’ll admit, I was nervous about spending three days in one house with the in-laws. But, when the house looks like this

and when you are less thanone mile away from this

there’s really little room for anything other than awesome fun.

Seth and I took all of ours and cousin Maddy for a hike to Old Man’s Cave.

Their little minds were blown away and they now think hiking is the coolest thing on Earth.

Can’t say that I blame them.

We stopped to read the scoop on Old Man’s Cave. As the kids suspected a man lived and died here for decades with his hound dogs. Can’t say I blame him either.

We said good bye to the cave and marched carefully to the top of the trail

And then discovered the trail rules.

Oops.

Later that day I took the big kids 35 minutes down the road to Athens for some shopping.

The guys waited at Jackie O’s and enjoyed some fresh brews while Dale Ann, Chrystine, Sara and I hit the shops.

The next morning we woke up to four inches of snow.

Which meant a snowball fight between little Ben and Uncle Ben.

And a beautiful send off from Mother Nature.

I hope you all enjoyed your break, too.

xoxo,

Alaina
The holiday break began with a little party at Cement Marketing.

Our first Christmas party was in a tiny, viagra 100mg one bedroom apartment we used as an office. Cramped, cialis 40mg but fun. Our new office is just a bit larger.

And we just got this beautiful new signage on the windows overlooking Gay Street in Downtown Columbus.

The band, led by Mark Subel, crushed the Christmas jazz music all night.

And Seth manned the punch bowl.

And Santa watched over us all, making last minute adjustments to the naughty or nice list.

Overall the party was a smash.

A few mornings later we made the journey down to Athens for some pre-Christmas cookie baking at Grandma’s.

Benjamin loves his cousins almost as much as he loves cookies.

Grandma had all of the home made fixings and the perfect decorating station set up in her kitchen.

In the midst of it all she also pulled this out of the oven. “Light as angel wings,” she said. Panettone bread like you’ve never had before.

And these little gems.

And then this.

My mother is Martha Stewart’s lost twin sister.

After Athens we spent Christmas and Christmas Day in Columbus hopping from my aunt’s to Seth’s mother’s. And then the entire Gray clan–Seth and us, his parents, his brother Nathaneal along with his wife Sara and their two kids, Uncle Ben, Uncle Adam and future sister-in-law Chrystine all drove 45 minutes southeast into the Hocking Hills for a stay at a lodge we rented.

I’ll admit, I was nervous about spending three days in one house with the in-laws. But, when the house looks like this

and when you are less thanone mile away from this

there’s really little room for anything other than awesome fun.

Seth and I took all of ours and cousin Maddy for a hike to Old Man’s Cave.

Their little minds were blown away and they now think hiking is the coolest thing on Earth.

Can’t say that I blame them.

We stopped to read the scoop on Old Man’s Cave. As the kids suspected a man lived and died here for decades with his hound dogs. Can’t say I blame him either.

We said good bye to the cave and marched carefully to the top of the trail

And then discovered the trail rules.

Oops.

Later that day I took the big kids 35 minutes down the road to Athens for some shopping.

The guys waited at Jackie O’s and enjoyed some fresh brews while Dale Ann, Chrystine, Sara and I hit the shops.

The next morning we woke up to four inches of snow.

Which meant a snowball fight between little Ben and Uncle Ben.

And a beautiful send off from Mother Nature.

I hope you all enjoyed your break, too.

xoxo,

Alaina
The holiday break began with a little party at Cement Marketing.

Our first Christmas party was in a tiny, order one bedroom apartment we used as an office. Cramped, but fun. Our new office is just a bit larger.

And we just got this beautiful new signage on the windows overlooking Gay Street in Downtown Columbus.

The band, led by Mark Subel, crushed the Christmas jazz music all night.

And Seth manned the punch bowl.

And Santa watched over us all, making last minute adjustments to the naughty or nice list.

Overall the party was a smash.

A few mornings later we made the journey down to Athens for some pre-Christmas cookie baking at Grandma’s.

Benjamin loves his cousins almost as much as he loves cookies.

Grandma had all of the home made fixings and the perfect decorating station set up in her kitchen.

In the midst of it all she also pulled this out of the oven. “Light as angel wings,” she said. Panettone bread like you’ve never had before.

And these little gems.

And then this.

My mother is Martha Stewart’s lost twin sister.

After Athens we spent Christmas and Christmas Day in Columbus hopping from my aunt’s to Seth’s mother’s. And then the entire Gray clan–Seth and us, his parents, his brother Nathaneal along with his wife Sara and their two kids, Uncle Ben, Uncle Adam and future sister-in-law Chrystine all drove 45 minutes southeast into the Hocking Hills for a stay at a lodge we rented.

I’ll admit, I was nervous about spending three days in one house with the in-laws. But, when the house looks like this

and when you are less thanone mile away from this

there’s really little room for anything other than awesome fun.

Seth and I took all of ours and cousin Maddy for a hike to Old Man’s Cave.

Their little minds were blown away and they now think hiking is the coolest thing on Earth.

Can’t say that I blame them.

We stopped to read the scoop on Old Man’s Cave. As the kids suspected a man lived and died here for decades with his hound dogs. Can’t say I blame him either.

We said good bye to the cave and marched carefully to the top of the trail

And then discovered the trail rules.

Oops.

Later that day I took the big kids 35 minutes down the road to Athens for some shopping.

The guys waited at Jackie O’s and enjoyed some fresh brews while Dale Ann, Chrystine, Sara and I hit the shops.

The next morning we woke up to four inches of snow.

Which meant a snowball fight between little Ben and Uncle Ben.

And a beautiful send off from Mother Nature.

I hope you all enjoyed your break, too.

xoxo,

Alaina
Our holiday break began with a little party at Cement Marketing.

Cement’s first Christmas party was in a tiny, cialis 40mg one bedroom apartment we used as an office. Our new office is just a bit larger.

And we just got this beautiful new signage on the windows overlooking Gay Street in Downtown Columbus. My baby is growing up. So, dosage naturally, viagra we partied to celebrate.

The band, led by Mark Subel, crushed the Christmas jazz music all night.

Seth manned the punch bowl.

And Santa watched over us all, making last minute adjustments to the naughty or nice list.

Overall the party was a smash.

A few mornings later we made the journey down to Athens for some pre-Christmas cookie baking at Grandma’s.

Benjamin loves his cousins almost as much as he loves cookies.

Grandma had all of the home made fixings and the perfect decorating station set up in her kitchen.

In the midst of it all she also pulled this out of the oven. “Light as angel wings,” she said. Panettone bread like you’ve never had before.

And these little gems.

And then this.

My mother is Martha Stewart’s lost twin sister.

After Athens we spent Christmas and Christmas Day in Columbus hopping from my aunt’s to Seth’s mother’s. And then the entire Gray clan–Seth and us, his parents, his brother Nathaneal along with his wife Sara and their two kids, Uncle Ben, Uncle Adam and future sister-in-law Chrystine all drove 45 minutes southeast into the Hocking Hills for a stay at a lodge we rented.

I’ll admit, I was nervous about spending three days in one house with the in-laws. But, when the house looks like this

and when you are less than one mile away from this Read More…

Step-brothers or brothers?

Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, discount he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, what is ed enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, prescription he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, help he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, illness he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, discount enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, there then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, salve he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, stuff he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, decease enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, patient then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, approved he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to that trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. But Seth does not.

When I asked him “why a close up of the trash can?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh, of course, a meme.” For those of you who may be living

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, viagra he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, thumb enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, pharmacy then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to the trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

My sweet older sister Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, illness he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, advice enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, sick then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to that trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. And so does Seth.

When I asked him “why the trash can picture? And a close up?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh. A meme. Clearly.”

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
Seth and I drove to Iowa City this week to celebrate with my little brother who just earned his PhD (in biophysics).

He was pretty excited.

He and his team’s research over the past several years has literally changed the way clinicians test for genetic hearing loss. Pretty incredible and hard to believe he was running around in diapers (last I checked).

But now, look he’s all grown up and busy changing the world. They are even writing about him in Japan.

Seth had fun, viagra 100mg enjoying the scenery.

Including a trash can across the street. It caught his eye, then he–quite dramatically–dashed off to take a picture.

Watch the girl behind him. She’s fascinated.

And still fascinated.

Still looking.

I mean – seriously – what happened to that trash can? And then, finally,

she moves on with her day. But Seth does not.

When I asked him “why a close up of the trash can?” He says,”So, I can make a meme!”

“Oh, of course, a meme.” For those of you who may be living in the Internet Dark Ages, a meme is a photograph with an added caption shared around the Internet. Apparently there is a series of memes making cracks at items, animals or people who appear to be intoxicated.

A few hours later–this surfaced on his Instagram account:

My two sisters, Alyssa and Anna, also made the trek to balmy Iowa City.

(Did I mention it’s so cold there they put sweaters on their trees?)

Alyssa hid from my camera the entire time. I can’t blame her. I’m like the paparazzi. But Anna did not.

Fortunately, for the rest of you, because you get to see a beautiful girl on the Internet.

Twice.

Seth (almost) got a picture of both of us together (my eyes are shut), but he tried his best.

After we had a victory PhD dinner for my brother, we turned around the next morning and drove all the way back to Ohio. But, first we dropped Anna off so she could catch a train to Chicago.

She had to wait two hours for her train, but we left her–in a hurry to get home and back to the kids.

On the car ride home I started reading The Way of Boys. A fantastic book my single mama friend Elizabeth recommended. The author, a behavioral therapist, challenges society’s recent jump to medicate boys if they step out of line at school and at home. Instead, he says behavioral coaching can typically turn around ADHD symptoms in most boys and that most are medicated too early, before other options have been exhausted.

We have experienced this now on several occasions. Therapists actually diagnose Benjamin without even having a conversation with him. It’s crazy!

I am not opposed to ADHD medication, but I am not okay with doing it before we have exhausted all other options (namely, allowing him to mature at his own pace without forcing him to fit into a system designed for girls). We have also found that his relationship with his step-brother, an older boy in his father’s home, has aggravated his behavior. All kinds of fun stuff to deal with over here. But, I can’t imagine doing it without Seth and the kids.

We’re all in it together. That and also knowing my family is there to call, to reach out to, makes a world of a difference.

xoxo,

Alaina

P.S.

The sky crossing the Mississippi River.

 
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It’s hard to tell anymore.

They love each other like brothers and they fight like brothers.

This bout in the thrift store ended with Cohen throwing punches at Benjamin and me shouting from the register for them to “cut it out!” That’s what happens when you’re two months apart, viagra the same size and when you know exactly how to set each other off.

Seth spent an entire day, link today – a Saturday – out at a concealed carry class. And after one day straight with them, information pills alone, I feel completely exhausted and drained of any will to live. I would rather be in the office working any day. Call me a rotten mom or an evil step-mother, but I could never, ever be a stay at home mom (or dad) and I commend all of you who are.

A few things to share:

1. Our Holiday card to all of you. Smiles guaranteed.
2. And, a fantastic behavior app for kids called Beep Boop. Give the kids a beep or a boop, tally them up at the end of the day – reward accordingly. Seth and I’s apps are completely synced so we don’t have to add the points in our head and share later. Love it and highly recommend to all of you mamas out there, who may – like me – be a tad exhausted.

Learning to skate.

The weather in central Ohio was incredible this weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, click page we don’t see the sun until April or May. Today we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Then, while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played Alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if I were a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’d be a damn palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys, sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. It was a good day.
The weather in central Ohio was incredible this weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, ask we don’t see the sun until April or May. Today we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, more about which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Then, while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played Alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if I were a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’d be a damn palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys, sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. It was a good day.
The weather in central Ohio was incredible this weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, price we don’t see the sun until April or May. Today we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, this which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Then, salve while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played Alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if I were a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’d be a damn palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys, sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. It was a good day.
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Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, US 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
The weather in central Ohio was incredible last weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, tadalafil we don’t see the sun until April or May. Today we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, buy more about which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Afterwards, while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if I were a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’d be a damn palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, US 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
The weather in central Ohio was incredible last weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, this we don’t see the sun until April or May. Today we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, ailment which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Afterwards, no rx while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if you’re a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’s damn near a palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, US 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
The weather in central Ohio was incredible last weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, price we don’t see the sun until April or May. On Sunday we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Afterwards, while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if you’re a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’s damn near a palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, US 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
The weather in central Ohio was incredible last weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, medicine we don’t see the sun until April or May. On Sunday we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Afterwards, while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if you’re a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’s damn near a palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, US 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
The weather in central Ohio was incredible last weekend. Sunny and 70 degrees. Usually, dosage we don’t see the sun until April or May. On Sunday we took the kids roller skating. All the way up in Sunbury, viagra which is about 30 minutes away (the one near us is a little sketchy). Afterwards, viagra 100mg while Alaina and Benjamin ran to the store, Lily, Cohen, and I played alien hunters in the ravine. We fixed up a stick-fort and put a roof on it. It’s a pretty amazing base. I mean, if you’re a hobo and/or an alien hunter, it’s damn near a palace.

Right about the time Lily picked off the last nasty bugger from the trees with one of the Nerf guns and Cohen laid an imaginary bomb on the alien space ship, Nathanael rode up. Then Alaina and Benjamin got home. I grabbed a flannel shirt, my vest, and my helmet, and Nathanael and I tore off– south on US 33 toward the Hocking Hills. Pick pretty much any 3-digit state route in the Hocking Hills region and it’s motorcycle road heaven. We picked US 33 to Ohio 374, Ohio 180, Ohio 56, and US 23 Back up to Columbus.

There were no leaves left, so the pale, fall, Ohio sun was peeking through the naked trees like a shy little monster. Up the hills, down the valleys. Sweeping curves, sharp corners. Look, lean, roll on the throttle. Nothing but the roar of the pipes and the howling wind for 150 miles. I may or may not have imagined I was flying a speeder bike through an alien forest. :)

Alien hunters, 1; Aliens, 0. It was a good day.

-Seth
I miss the days when it was just Benjamin and I.

It had just gotten so easy. Just the two of us, treatment  with no one to answer to… I could spoil him to the ends of the Earth (without even realizing I was). He could get all of my attention, all of the time. Now, we are a family of five and everything is exposed. My weaknesses as a parent. Benjamin’s behavior issues. All of it is on the table for Seth, Lily and Cohen to see. And somehow, we have to merge our world with theirs.

But we are. Day by day. Week by week. Talk after talk between two concerned parents, madly in love with each other and unable to put a magic Band-Aid on anything. The adjusting continues and I wonder, both of us wonder, how long it will take before everyone just kind of settles in. It has been over one year, but in some ways everything still feels so new.

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