The stories and snapshots of 7 scintillating Stringhams making their way in the world...
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Other Summer Updates
Peter's First Swim
In keeping with Stringham tradition, Peter wasn't given much time before being expected to be in the pool. The older kids ask me almost every day if Peter is going to get in this time. So last week, on a particularly hot afternoon, I gave in and let my baby get into the pool.
Arrow of Light
Words of Discouragement
A conversation I had with Jonas when he walked into the bathroom as I was stepping off the scale:
Jonas: How much do you weigh?
Me: Well, a few more pounds than I usually do - more than I like to.
Jonas: Why? Did you just eat a big meal?
Me: No, I had a baby.
Jonas: Yeah but that was more than 3 1/2 months ago!
Um yeah, thanks for that.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Signs of Summer
The # 1 sign that it is summer is swimming. Lots and lots of swimming. 5 mornings a week we are at the pool and then once or twice a week we are back in the evening for swim meets. (They last for hours but aren't so bad if you have someone to sit with and talk to.)
Jonas before a race.
Samantha getting ready to swim.
Me hanging out watching the races.
Peter gets to hang out too.
Amelia
Duffy
Sign #2 that it is summer is the suits that are always hanging over the side of my tub so they will be dry in time for the next use.
Sign #3: The towels that are always hanging to dry on the front porch. (And goggles-lots and lots of goggles.)
Sign #4: There is always a pile of flip flops by the front door. (Clearly, several kids were out playing because there are usually more.)
Sign #5: Popsicles, popsicles, popsicles. We eat popsicles everyday. (Yes, every day.)
Sign #6: Connected to the above. I find popsicle sticks in the grass, on the kitchen counter, on the porch (often stuck in a melted popsicle puddle) and most often, stuck in the flowerpots. When we get 30 or so, I clean them out.
Sign # 7: Our 100 book reading list. Every time the older kids finish a book, we write it down on our "bookshelf", with the goal of reading 100 books by the end of the summer. We surpassed the goal last year. We are a little behind this year bur Jonas is doing his part.
Other signs of summer not pictured above: boating, bikes and toys scattered all over the yard and driveway, late bedtimes, bare feet that are cracked and dry (and filthy by the end of the day), tan lines, Mom's lax attitude about most things, no schedule (other than swimming), lots of playing with friends, lots of doing nothing, days with no hairbrushing, open windows at night, and so on and so forth.... Definitely my favorite time of year!
Revolving Door

I had one of those nights where I feel like a revolving door. Get baby to sleep. Lay down, baby wakes up. Repeat 2 more times. Finally doze off myself and the dog barks to go out. Get up and let him out. Back to bed. Child # 2 has a coughing fit. Check on her. Back to bed. Child #3 starts crying because she's scared. Get her back to sleep and go back to bed. Dog barks to come in. Finally get back to sleep. Child #3 starts crying again because her leg hurts. Rub her leg until she is asleep again. Back to bed. Dog barks to go out. Back to bed. Child #4 starts fussing. Check on her. She is still asleep - but obviously I am not. At this point I'm thinking it's got to be morning because this has been going on so long, But no such luck. Dog barks to come in. Baby wakes up. Get him back to bed. Dog wants in and out and food. I've been in and out of bed and spun around so many times I don't know whether I'm coming or going anymore. All kids finally settled but give up on the dog since he doesn't respond to any of my threats of "If you keep barking and wake up (fill in any child's name here)..... Am up feeding the baby when someone knocks on the door. Completely forgot about Jonas' early morning piano lesson! Stumble to the door. Go get a very cranky Jonas out of bed for his lesson. Oh I am tired. And did I mention that my dishwasher is broken?
Thursday, July 9, 2009
One of our favorite places to be
I think summer might finally be here. With the cool weather, 2 weeks of swine flu, a week of Shawn biking with the scouts and a week of family vacation at Bear Lake, we haven't really gotten into the "groove" of summer. Here's to hoping we can find some sort of a routine in our nonstructured summer days. (Don't get me wrong, I love the unstructured days of summer!)

We did quite a bit of boating. We were a little worried about how that was going to work out with Peter, but he was awesome. We just put him in his life jacket and tucked him down on the floor under the seat and he was happy as a clam once the boat was in motion.


The kids enjoyed playing in the water and sand anytime we brought the boat into the beach - Amelia especially.
Everyone seemed to have fun with the "hot dog". I happen to hate these things and think they are way too dangerous but I guess it's OK as long as we go slow or there's only one rider. Both Shawn and Jake participated in this extreme form of "hotdogging".
Here are a few photos from the annual Marsh Family Bear Lake trip.

For most of the time, it was my parents and Jake, us, and Rob and Michelle's family. Matt and Anne and their kids joined us for the last couple of days.
For most of the time, it was my parents and Jake, us, and Rob and Michelle's family. Matt and Anne and their kids joined us for the last couple of days.
We did quite a bit of boating. We were a little worried about how that was going to work out with Peter, but he was awesome. We just put him in his life jacket and tucked him down on the floor under the seat and he was happy as a clam once the boat was in motion.
The kids enjoyed playing in the water and sand anytime we brought the boat into the beach - Amelia especially.
Everyone seemed to have fun with the "hot dog". I happen to hate these things and think they are way too dangerous but I guess it's OK as long as we go slow or there's only one rider. Both Shawn and Jake participated in this extreme form of "hotdogging".
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