Holder House

Video Killed the Radio Star

Here it is - the latest vid of the kids. 

Peace Out :-)

A Seriez of Snapz.

I have been accused of only putting "good" pix here on the blog, so I am going to defend my honour by putting a whole whack of the snapshottiest snapshots you have ever seen. 

You are going to see the good, the bad and the ugly....but I want to show that I do try and take time to capture the special moments, the crazy moments and the moments no one cares about except for me.

So here goes...

Some Art By Samuel.

And here is a series of odd and different things I have found written around the house:

OOOOOOkkaayyyyy......

Now here's some good old fashioned cookie decorating:

Now here's a whole bunch of the L-Man, rashy face and all.

Now, for some really snapshotty snapshots...Easter! Including Lucas' first experience with chocolate...based on his reaction, probably not his last!

Well, that's it for now!

Enjoy!!!

The Boyz.

Yep. Them again.

The boyz.

The two older ones, anyway.

Some of you know I am doing the photography for Wes & Willy, which is an upscale boys clothing line, and I get to use my kiddos as the models. So, not only do I get to use kids I'm used to working with, but I get some updated pics of the kids!

So here they are - enjoy!

Bird's The Word.

Or caused some people around here to say some words, anyway. 

BAD words.

Let's start at the beginning, which is of course, always the best place to start things.

It starts with the Christmas wreath on our front door.

What does this have to do with birds and bad words you ask?

Well, pretty much everything.

You see, said aforementioned bird had decided to build a nest in said, aforementioned wreath.

So, the other night, Jim opened the door, and this dumbass bird flies in. Or maybe not so dumb, it is, after all, 72 degrees in the house, and colder than a witch's you-know-what outside.

You can imagine the pandemonium which followed the entrance of Senor Bird in the house. Screeching. Laughing. Running. Pointing.

And that was just me.

The kids totally flipped out! There's a BIRD flying around in our house!

Well, Jim set to work trying to catch the bird. He tried to get it down from our upper window sills, which only succeeded in driving it upstairs. He finally got close enough to throw a towel over it, and that bird was caught. Just like that. Lickety split.

So he takes the bird downstairs, opens the door. Sets it free.

And the effing thing flies right back into the house.

Enter a string of VERY bad words.

This time, Senor Bird proves to be a little more elusive. He has headed upstairs, but we can't quite locate him. He has gone to ground somewhere in my bedroom we deduce, clued in by the bird crap all over the silk lampshade on my nightstand.

We decide to give up for a short while, sure in the knowledge that the bird can't hide forever. 

We put the kids to bed. They all request closed doors, as they all have slight fears that the bird may peck/crap on them during the night.

I decide to get ready for bed as well, head into our little toilette room when, like an angry god after a sinner, who arises out of the floral arrangement on my toilet tank all set to divebomb my head, but Senor Bird.

We've got him cornered!

There's nowhere he can go! 

So I shut the bathroom door and yell for our resident bird catcher extraordinaire.

He does it again!

He catches the bird!

And this time, he CLOSES the front door before he lets the little sucker go.

Without further ado, I present to you, Senor Bird, and his nemesis, Bird Catcher Man.

Senor Bird, are you ready for your close up?

And yes, this is bird crap.

Bouquets & Brickbats.

Motherhood is essentially a series of ups and downs. Sometimes you are up all day, but sometimes, the takedown happens before you even get to pump your fist in the air...

Today's "UP":

Samuel says to me : " Mommy - who are those yellow people...you know, the ones we aren't allowed to watch?"

Ok - chest swells with pride. Isn't it obvious? I am a GREAT mom! My son spends so much time reading books and doing art projects with restricted television access that he has no idea who the Simpsons are.

DOWN:

I say "Why do you ask, baby?"
Samuel says, " Because I saw that they have those Simpson people toys at Burger King. I saw it on a commercial."

So there you go...from a smug mommy high to a pathetic mommy low, all in a heartbeat...

And here is an iPhone pic of the commercialized little monkey, sleeping beside me as I post this.

And So It Begins...

Time for Some Random Snapshots.

  Why? because I'm still sick. And lazy because of it. So no fancy photographs today.

Today, we are going to celebrate the old fashioned, good old snaphot.

Dammit.

Daddy and Georgia at sunset in the backyard. And in case you were wondering what made her look so sticky.....

Here's a clue. And GK wasn't the only one involved.

Ok - here's a few more pulled from the archives...hmmm...what will they be? Oh yeah! Some driveway art!

Ok - now for the favourite family pastime (according to the boys, anyway) - Wrestling!

Hmm....what else can I find? Hey! how about some L-man with a big old zit?

And here's Samuel on his first day of First Grade!

Here are Samuel and his peeps at the bus stop

Getting on the bus for the first day of ALL DAY school....sniff sniff...

Well- that's all for now - hope you enjoyed the fruits of my laziness!

My Boys ROCK.

I do some commercial work for a boutique here in Chicago, and because they are mine, and they work for CHEAP (1 pack of Pokemon cards and a Tootsie Pop each), I use the boys.

That's the upside. The downside is that it's not so much fun for the boys to wear fall and winter clothes outside when it's 90 friggin' degrees, and it's not much fun for me to shoot with a big stinking case of pneumonia.

That being said, the boys were really good sports, I didn't die, and if I do say so myself, they turned out pretty well.

Now to break the news to my wee greedy clotheshorses that they don't get to KEEP all that cool stuff....

Here's a super cool video I made with all the shots, or you can see a few of them "bigga" down below.

Blown Back By the Eastern Winds...

We are back.

Summer Zephyr 2008 has officially come to a close.

I hope you all missed me!

We had such a wonderful time, that I am unable to even express it in words right now.

And many many thanks to my wonderful sister and brother in law who hosted my wild horde of children for an entire month, as well as to my father who flew up and back just to share the fun of the marathon drive with me. I LOVE you all.

Thank you also, to my family who hosted us on our stops there and back again. I love you too.

It wouldn't be a post without a few pics, so here are a few from the trip. There are many more, and plenty of stories to go with them, but I'll get to it another day.

 

I Love My Truck.

Or this truck at least..