Saturday, September 09, 2006

Fall Soccer Starts Today!

  Goalie Colby getting some last minute instruction from Coach. They may want to find a goalie jersey just a wee bit smaller for these girls!








  Colby (in black pants) taking the ball down the field. She played great today!







 
 
Colby's fans enjoying the game (...I mean tipping eachother's chairs over:)!


Overall Colby had a great game. It is fun now that she's in 2nd grade and the team is no longer co-ed. Colby has been a little more aggressive this time. Last year she just stood around and knew that one of the boys would take care of scoring the goals :) Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 08, 2006

Ice Cream

 
 
 
 
It's Friday night so that must automatically mean sleepover at the Carlson's. (which is fine by us!) The girls decided we should make ice cream tonight. So we brought the recipe from Jescie's house, went to the store and after dinner we made ice cream. It was easy and fun for the kids. It tasted MUCH better than when they did it at school last fall. They had fun measuring, pouring and shaking.
It only took three ingredients and about 10 minutes to do. Creighton fell asleep while he waited for me to finish shaking his so he didn't get to have any. He will probably ask for it first thing in the morning though!

I'm glad these simple things are good enough for their Friday night entertainment! Posted by Picasa

Not today

 
Usually Creighton is very happy to get his picture taken. This was on his second day of school, and he looked so very handsome. But, he was a little mad at his dad because he cooked his breakfast wrong so he wouldn't let me take his picture. He likes to pick out his breakfast and take it to daycare not cooked. Well, Greg doesn't get in on the routine too often so he cooked it. Nope, not the way Creighton likes it. As he says, "I want it cold. Dawn will cook it for me". So apparently neither Greg or I can handle cooking breakfast. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Goodbye, My Friends!


Goodbye my friends. I hope you have a safe trip!

I am sad to report that the police ordered me to evict these folks from our harbor for absolutely no apparent reason. However, by the time I got there they were just pulling out--so I didn't have to be the bad guy at all. Early this morning the police had told them to leave and the kids just went back to bed (HEE HEE HEE! :) So I guess the police thought I would have better luck--not sure what the thought process was there!? They have guns and badges, not ME!

They weren't doing anyone any harm. I allow transient boaters to stay in our harbor EVERY DAY! I was told by a local officer that they "didn't need to be in there with the people that paid big money for their boats and for their slips". That absolutely infuriated me. It was all so wrong!

It comes down to the fact that they were being judged based on the way they look, the way they acted, and what they were driving.

The local boaters were up in arms. One called me today and was sure that they were going to cut his canvas or purposely run into his boat. The boaters were just positive that they were here to steal and destroy. Well...they weren't. Not at all. Someone called the police to say that these kids had broken into a boat in the harbor and when the police arrived they were all asleep on their own boat and no evidence of the boat in question being broken into. Hmmm....

The owner of this crazy looking boat built it with his own two hands with nothing but scraps. It took many months. And these people are on a journey that most people would never find the courage to set out and do. They are passionate about discovering new things and exploring the world. They are full of trust and faith that their needs will be met along the way. They do not worry about material things, money or anything. They just BE and live and explore and discover. They had my utmost respect. I hold them higher than the folks who went out and took out huge loans, with huge payments, bought boats worth a couple hundred thousand dollars all to sit in the harbor and look good and impress the world.

My friend Pat, who is a wonderful, fun-loving, energetic, outgoing grand-mother and even GREAT grandmother went down to visit these folks this morning. I had told her their story yesterday, and she was as intrigued as I. She had a wonderful conversation with them. Asking questions, telling stories, finding out their story. Pat also gave them a little history about Muscatine and had told them about the Pearl Buttons and they were planning to go to the Pearl Button Museum. That is until the police decided otherwise.

Captain Bully, Moss and the others told Pat that during this entrire trip they were not treated as poorly as they were treated in the City of Muscatine. That a way to make a lasting impression!

This embarrasses me, angers me and frustrates me and I am ashamed. I am angry. I am sorry.

I'm not sure why, but I was drawn to these people...led to them...and I felt connected. I wanted to help them, protect them. I wanted to see them enjoying their time here. Not see them being banished.

I learned a great lesson. Many times I have been the judge....based on appearance, actions or what someone might be driving or where they live. I have made assumptions much like the ones made about these transients. Next time I find myself doing that, and I know it will happen again, I will think to myself, "Stop, don't judge, they have a story too...they might be just like Moss and the gang"

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Interesting Encounter with the Pirates of the Mississippi






Today I met some interesting folks. They came into our Harbor and of course after a few phone calls and Dan telling me I just had to go down, I went to check it out (part of my job you know as local Harbor Master:)(actually I spent my lunch hour there-one of my more memorable lunch hours for sure!) As you can see from the pictures, they lead a very interesting life. I would have loved to sit and chat with them for hours. I am sure they had many interesting tales to tell. I did get to talk to "Moss" for a bit, and I asked a few questions.

Living aboard this raft are 5 people-3 male and 2 female ranging in age from 23-32. I only got to meet one (Moss) as the others had taken their bikes to get some supplies to continue on their journey. I did get to see another guy as he was making his way back to the boat, but I didn't get to talk to him much. Moss was glad to talk and seemed to enjoy getting his picture taken. He said it happens quite a bit!

These people set out on this homemade raft on July 11th leaving from Minneapolis and traveling to New Orleans. The raft has no power, no toilet, no running water and no motor. They are literally floating down the Mississippi by the power of the current. It is decorated with flags, mannequin heads and other various interesting items.

They do have a little Coleman camping stove on board to cook meals. They said that they had saved some money in order to do this. So they stop at towns like Muscatine along the way and buy a few things to eat and ice, etc. But he also said, "fish are free". So it sounds like they eat fish when they have to. When dan arrived they were washing dishes in the river.

A boating neighbor came over while I was there and offered Moss a beer. He said "no, I better not. I've still got my chores to do". Each person was responsible for various tasks associated with the boat and gathering food, supplies, etc. Moss seemed to be tidying up, and getting ready to shove off again. The others were off-site doing whatever it is that they were supposed to do.

Moss said that they do stop in libraries and email their friends and family to let everyone know how they are doing.

They get about 15 miles a day and expect to be in New Orleans by November 1st. What a journey they are experiencing.

Apparently these people just met on random occassions and are from various locations across the United States. When talking to Moss he said they all liked to "train" meaning they hopped trains and traveled the country. I think this is how they got together.

Before going to Minneapolis to start this water journey, Moss had traveled Europe for 11 months by train only. He said that he will stop somewhere and work for a couple of months until he has saved enough money to take off again.

After arriving in New Orleans, Moss will be catching his plane to Maui where he is going to spend the winter. Some of the others will be continuing their raft travels through the Gulf and hope to land in Mexico for the winter.

Very nice, interesting person to talk to. Some insensitve person called the police on them for absolutely no other reason than the way they and their boat looked. Thankfully, the officers were kind and just let them be.

Moss said I was welcome to come along. All I needed was a sleeping bag. Thanks for the offer, but not exactly my idea of a grand trip, albeit fun I'm sure....

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

After a Big Day

 
This is Creighton at 6pm tonight after a big day of school and daycare. He was so tired. He only played outside a few minutes and then came in wanting to eat and go to bed. He sat on the couch and twirled his hair--he was very tired. Posted by Picasa

At School

 
 
 
 
A few shots of Creighton at school. He didn't pay a bit of attention to me being there. He was just off and running and fitting right in. He found a Thomas the Train set so he was good to go! All of the other kids were crying for their mommies. I could barely get Creighton to look up to say good-bye to me. He was much more interested in what his school had to offer in the way of toys. Posted by Picasa

Creighton's First Day of Preschool

 
 
 
 
The first picture is the response when I asked "who's going to school today?!" He was so excited. Posted by Picasa

Monday, September 04, 2006

Ladies and Gentlemen, Children of All Ages......



What a memorable night for these three kiddos. This was Maddison's first time to go to the circus and I am so glad I got to be a part of that with her. I love her like my own....

Change of Plans

I was looking forward to an extra day off, an extra day with the kids, a day to play, maybe a movie, etc. Creighton woke up and decided that my day would be better spent cleaning carpets and doing load after load of laundry. So he puked all over his bed, down the side of the bed and all over the carpet all the way to his door. Huge mess, really stinky too. The next time he made it to the toilet...YAH!

I started gathering the bedding and made my way downstairs to discover that we were completely out of laundry detergent. (not sure how that happened--I'm sure it was greg that used the last of it and didn't replace :) So Greg got to head to town to get laundry soap at 7am. I waited for Colby to wake up before going back up to tackle the carpets--thank goodness for the Steam Vac carpet cleaner (and having carpet shampoo/disinfectant on hand)!

A couple hours of laying on the couch and he was ready to head outside. He played in the garage a little bit and then came in complaining he was hungry. The test...can he keep it down. So two pieces of toast and some water and he has done good so far. We'll see what happens after nap.

If I remember correctly I was doing this with him for three days in mid-August. He is the pukiest kid I know!

Praying that he is OK to go to school tomorrow for his first day of preschool--he is excited!

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Circus

  Going to the Circus!!

















  Pre-show interactive time.















  Showing off their clown noses that one of the clowns gave them during the show.
















  Very intrigued at the many amazing circus acts.







Colby, Maddison and Creighton...three little kids who enjoyed the circus even more than I imagined... Posted by Picasa

Wishing...

 


  I love the way Creighton's hair stands up when he goes down the slide :)

 
 





Wishing that today was as beautiful as yesterday. Can't wait for more of these gorgeous fall days! Posted by Picasa

Three or Four

 
 
 
 
Saturday was a beautiful day for a picnic in the park and walking the nature trail. All weekend I have had three to four kids and loved every minute of it! I love the activity level. I love the camraderie. I love to see the excitement. I love to see them work together, play together and problem solve. It's been fun for all of us. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, September 02, 2006

2 Degrees

 
Creighton just got out of the bathtub, got jammies on and brushed his teeth. He glanced at his "Over the Hedge" watch and said "hmmm, it's almost 2 degrees. Bedtime is at 2 degrees". Sounds like we'll be up for a long while! Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 01, 2006

Holland...

I came across this tonight during some of my random surfing. It was written by the mother of a Down Syndrome child. I thought it was a unique way to describe her experience....


WELCOME TO HOLLAND
by Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability- to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip -to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

" Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills... and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ...about Holland.


This made me think of my grandparents, whose entire lives were also spent raising a down's child/adult. They NEVER complained about not making it to Italy and enjoyed Holland more than imaginable....

It's Friday Night

 
 
 
 
Friday night. Extra kids. Roasting marshmallows and hot dogs. Riding four wheelers. Sleepover tonight. Nothing I would rather be doing. I love it. Posted by Picasa