I am sure that it comes as no surprise that the whole blog idea was Matt’s idea. He started one back when we were building the house and updated it with pics of the construction progress and such. Then, after Nora was born he started this one with our own domain name as a way to share pics and details of the comings and goings of the Sekols, as well as a way of documenting various milestones for the kids. (Some people do that in a baby book, and some day I hope to go back and do that too – maybe I’ll have them filled in before the kids graduate!) Somewhere along the line, the task of writing the blog posts was passed on to me. I have since learned how to post the messages myself, but not the pictures so I send them to Matt to post. I assumed, mistakingly, that he would read these posts as I sent them to him, but have recently learned that is not the case! His point is that he is living it, so why would he need to read them. My point is that if I took the time to write it, then he should want to read it! Or, at the very least, proof read it before it is posted! *SIGH* (Yes Matthew, that is me sighing at you!)
The young woman drove her red compact sedan as she had done for nearly every weekday for the past five years. The car zipped along wooded backroads in the morning hours and passed through various small towns. Coffee steam rose quietly through a small hole in her steel mug and quickly vanished in the breeze from her open sunroof.
She suddenly realized that she didn’t remember her trip so far or how she got here, as tends to happen when performing such a repetitive task. She shook her head briefly and flipped on the radio to hear Radiohead’s Fake Plastic Trees. The rolling hills of Pennsylvania undulated under the asphalt as her car lifted and sank.
The town approached and she saw typical construction, which narrowed her path to one lane. Her phone vibrated as she slowed down near the construction worker who waved for her to STOP. She watched as he wiped his nose with one hand. He seemed to have been sick every day this week. She lifted up the phone, saw it was her boss and threw the phone back in her purse in disgust. It’s only 7:30AM for God’s sake!
She re-checked her surroundings and found that the worker was now waving her through and the driver behind her was just about to be impatient. She looked to the SLOW warning sign, flipped on her left turn signal and went to pick up a coffee. As she drove on, the whole of reality began to fade.
Matt’s friend Rhett recently cleaned out his dryer vent and very generously offered to help Matt clean out ours. Since this is not something that you think of all that often, actually not at all during the past five years that we’ve lived here, we decided to take him up on the offer. This morning Matt went out to locate our dryer vent before Rhett got here… and discovered that we don’t have one! What we had instead was a large pile of lint building up in our attic. Nice. My thought was, some people pay to have insulation blown into their attic and we’re getting this blown in for free! I was kidding of course, and Matt and Rhett were quick to point out that unfortunately dryer lint is very flammable so not something that you really want piling up in your attic. Ugh. So, Matt called Joe and Joe came to the rescue! After analyzing the situation the two of them made a trip to Lowes and a few hours later we now have a dryer vent. (Thanks Joe!)
Matt’s cousin, Jenna got married today in Maryland. They thoughtfully included the kiddos in the invitation, however after much thought and discussion we decided that it was just too much to either drive down the night before and stay in a hotel with the kids or get up super early in the morning and drive down with them before the wedding and then to expect them to sit through the wedding and reception. So, Matt drove down with his sister this morning while I stayed home with the kids. I was sad to have to miss it, but had to be realistic about how much we can expect from a 3 year old, 2 year old, and 1 year old. We wish you a lifetime of love and happiness Jenna and Matt!
While Matt was away today, the kids and I went to a picnic/birthday party. The kids had a great time playing in the trampoline, in the sprinklers, and even in the dreaded sand – it took two shampooings to get that green and purple sand out of their hair but they sure did have fun!
Matt bought me a laptop for my birthday this year. As much as I didn’t think I would really like a laptop, I now cannot imagine going back to a regular computer that you have to sit at a desk to use. I have a nice comfy spot on the end of the couch where I sit and check my e-mail, check facebook, look stuff up on the internet, etc. However, I also have a very nosey one year old that likes to come up in front of me and grab my laptop screen which sometimes bends it further back than it was meant to go… Until today it did not seem to do any real damage though. This afternoon while the kiddos were playing, I decided to check my e-mail and was chatting with Matt though g-mail. Then Anna needed me, so I went to close the laptop screen and set it down for a minute and when I closed it, I heard a crunch! Crunching is not a sound you ever want to hear from your laptop, or pretty much any electronic equipment for that matter. I opened it back up and told Matt I had to go because something very bad just happened with my laptop! He then called me to find out what was going on and I told him I had no idea what happened but my laptop made a crunching sound and it looked very bad, very, very bad. So, I unplugged it, shut it down, and waited for Matt to get home and acess the damage. Fortunately within a pretty short amount of time, Matt had my laptop miraculously fixed (determining that a screw probably popped out and then when I went to close it, it popped the screen out from the hinge causing the mysterious crunching sound) and he handled the entire situation rather calmly. After the laptop fiasco was resolved we had dinner and then my dear husband, who typically is not a spontaneous kinda guy asks who wants to go get ice cream! What kid is gonna pass up that kinda offer? So, off we went to the Ice Cream Lab, our local, very yummy ice cream shop.
For those of you that were once upon a time, regular followers of our blog… you may have noticed that it has been quite some time since the last update, about a year actually. Hmmm, what happened in the Sekol household about a year ago??? Oh yeah, we welcomed our third child into the world! Then the joys and trials of having a newborn again as well as two busy toddlers set in, and unfortunately the blog fell by the wayside. Our little bundle of joy is now a year old however and perhaps, maybe, possibly (although making no promises!) we’ll find time to keep our blog up to date once again. So, check back often and send us an e-mail if you notice us slacking again – we might need some motivation to fit this in during our limited free time. In the mean time, I’m going to attempt to fill in some of the blanks from the many adventures that the Sekol Family has had over the past year – I kept notes and took lots of pictures, just didn’t get them posted in blog form so we’ll see how that goes. On another somewhat interesting note… we recently combined our old blog that was hosted elsewhere with this site. It was kinda neat to go back and revisit the pics of when we were building house, feels like a lifetime ago. Happy Reading!
Matt has been trying to convince me that Liam needs to get a hair cut for a while now, and I kept putting it off because I knew that my baby would no longer look like a baby anymore. After that first hair cut they always look so much more like a kid and I just wasn’t ready for that! But, Liam definitely thinks he is a big kid now so I gave in and we took him for his first hair cut this evening. He sat there on daddy’s lap and didn’t fuss a bit and just as I had feared, he now looks like a little boy.
One year ago today, our family became complete. Liam Joseph Sekol was born into the world and into our family. He is the son I never knew I wanted (I was convinced that I was more of a “girl mom” than a “boy mom”) and now I could not imagine our lives without him. He truly is such a joy and such a happy little boy. We love you Liam, happy birthday!