We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
We’ve been married for almost three years but today is the day when hassles of changing my name finally end. At least that is the hope. I got a new social security card with my married name on it a few weeks after we got married, but I never did get around to getting a Hawaiian driver license with my married name, which meant that our checking account, my debit cards, airplane tickets, anything that required a picture ID of some sort, used my maiden name.
We managed to make it to the DMV a few weeks ago (amazing, I know–even more amazing was the series of unfortunate events that occurred at the DMV to make me over an hour late for my class that day), and my new license, complete with my married name, arrived a few days ago. All that was left to do was change my name on our checking account and order me a debit card (ask me how fun it has been to buy everything on credit and not be able to get cash to do the laundry). As of today, that is all taken care of. I’m relieved. I can finally fly as Elizabeth Heiselt.
To honor the occasion, I got some certified mail from our old bank. Inside were a few checks, made out to Elizabeth Heiselt, that apparently had not been processed because the name on the account was Elizabeth Blackhurst. We think the checks were processed because we certainly would have noticed if they weren’t, and we specifically checked our bank statements to be sure they had cleared our account because those who wrote the checks never had the money withdrawn from their accounts. Strange.
yaaay! u got a blog in there by the middle of the week – congratulations!! oh yeah, happy half birthday, simon! lol!
So does this mean that I should send Simon half a candle, or 6 really really short candles? Also, Lizzie, I can sympathize with not having money to do laundry.
sounds like some big events in the heiselt family- congrats from us!
Poor Simon. Before he knows it he’ll be eating loads of ice cream! And he might even get sick of it… but I doubt it.
Happy Half Simon! You’re lucky to have your Mom & Dad! Especially now that their names actually sound like they’re married. Whew!