Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The Winning Vote?

Today, we voted for love of country.
As a family.

For weeks, Brock has been asking when "we" get to vote. For as long as he can remember, he has accompanied us to the polls. This year, the appeal of early or absentee voting was on our mind as we anticipated a busy election day. However, when Brock began expressing interest in accompanying us, we knew that it would be an important teaching opportunity if we waited until election day so that he could stand in line and "participate" in the process (which means standing next to mom and dad in line and then sitting quietly on the floor at mom's feet until she was done voting. It also means collecting an "I Voted" sticker when mom and dad turn in their ballots). 

Clarke arrived home early from work and we packed up our little family and headed to the polls. We voted. We submitted our ballots, collected our stickers and headed back home. In the 30 minutes that it took us to vote, Brock learned a lesson that we can only teach when election time rolls around. It is a privilege and a duty to participate in the voting process and it would be a wasted opportunity if we didn't begin teaching our children about the value of voting while they're young.

Monday, November 5, 2012

I See Dead People

Every night I dream about zombies.

Let me preface this post with a confession: I don't watch horror movies.
 EVER! EVER! EVER!
The last seemingly scary movie I watched was 'The Others,' a tame movie about ghosts.
And I had nightmares for weeks afterward.

You see, I have this overactive imagination and give me a creak in the floor in the middle of the night and I will turn it into a serial killer stalking our hallway and only moments away from murdering us in our beds.

Therefore, if Clarke wants to watch something gruesome, he's on his own!

About a year ago, I started noticing references to the zombie apocalypse scattered intermittently on Facebook and *gasp* Pinterest. 
Clueless and disinterested, I ignored them.

Then, friends and family started jabbering about a show called, 'The Walking Dead,' on AMC.
They RAVED about it.


Curious about all the hype, Clarke and I decided to watch the very first episode on Netflix.
You wanna know what happened next?

We were hooked.
On a show about a zombie apocalypse, for crying out loud!
ZOMBIES!!!!



In the past week, we've stayed up way too late watching episode after episode of the first two seasons.
 Gory. Bloody. Intense. Terrifying.

And freakishly fascinating.

The Walking Dead is actually a really good show.
It's engaging and addictive.
And yes, it's about zombies.



So as my overactive imagination and I are rocking Camryn to sleep at 1:37 am, you can bet I'm staring down the door to her room and praying that there isn't a "walker" on the other side.

And that is why I dream about zombies. Every night.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...



BATMAN!
BATMAN!



In our quest for the perfect Halloween disguise, we exhausted about 5 different costume websites and thumbed through catalogs over and over again. Mr. Indecisive changed his mind no less than an impressive 126 times and in the end, Brock had narrowed down his costume choices to two: The Red Dragon Ninja (which was a heinous costume) and Batman, the Dark Knight. With a large dose of parental influence and abject, parental pleading, Brock reluctantly chose to go with
Batman: The Dark Knight.
Phew! That was a close one!




And Cami, you ask. Well, she had to coordinate, naturally.
She made an adorable, tutu-clad Bat Baby!



It's become something of a tradition to trick-or-treat with Scott and Alison's kids in Nanay's neighborhood. This year was no different. I packed up my batkids and headed over Nanay and Papa's house shortly before trick or treating was to commence. In vain, we attempted some Halloween photos of the kids. I hope Alison captured better shots than me, as the following are nothing but outtakes-which is all these sugar-hyped, impatient to trick or treat children would give me. Hardly surprising given their excitement!

Trav, Jamin and Libby


And all the Renberg grandkids...





Love this one.
 The boys are all smiling (miracle of miracles!) and Libby & Cami are having a chat.

But mostly, the pictures looked like this...

...so we gave up and took the kids out begging for sweets instead.