Friday, August 31, 2012

Home Sweet Home

Many of our long distance friends have been asking about pictures of our new house.
So here are a few...

Front Entrance


Living Room


Dining Room
(a bigger dinning room table is on the list)


Kitchen
(i'm going to get some chairs for the breakfast bar - maybe even this weekend)


My Work Station

I really love this house and I plan on spending many years here.
We also have a basement that we will begin the finishing process later this year.
I'll be sure to post pictures of before, during, and after.

On a somewhat unrelated note:
Helen has found her own little spot she calls her house and her office and sometimes even Church.
 
I think it's cute anyway.
 

Thursday, August 30, 2012

The First Day of SECOND Grade!

Today starts the first day of Martin's second grade year.  

I packed him a lunch complete with a loving note from his Number 1 Fan:

(he's going to be incredibly embarrassed)
 

Here he is looking very dapper in his school uniform.
His little sister had to get in on the action, too.

(yes, he wears this everyday)

You might remember last year's discussion on why Martin's mommy mom doesn't need to walk him into class on his first day of school.  Normally, I will drop him off and he will walk in on his own.  After all, he is a second grader, you know.  However, on this first day of school, I parked the car and walked him across the street.  He held my hand all the way to the front door, and I don't think he realized it.  Of course, I didn't say anything about it either.  

Helen and I went to morning Mass with several of the parents and all of the students.  I watched my son walk in with his class looking very grown up.  I'll admit, I was a little choked up.

Then I was thrown back into reality as Helen was complimenting a woman on her shoes during Communion.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Day Traders

Diversifying their portfolios.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Oh, no she didn't!!

Oh yes she did.
A chocolate cake from scratch.
(and it really wasn't that hard. wait...did i just say that??)


It won't win any beauty pageants,
but it tasted glorious.  


Friday, August 17, 2012

Crazy Northerners

The other day, it was 65 degrees outside and the city pool was packed. 
All the lifeguards were wearing long sleeves and sweatshirts.
Families and kids were everywhere splashing and playing in the water.

Today the high was 73 degrees.
I felt bad for my kids - being the only children in La Crosse not in that swimming pool.

So I took them.
Let me remind you, it was 73 degrees outside.


I'm not saying it was cold outside, but it was sure cold in the pool.





Even Helen thought so.

Martin, on the other hand, made a friend and that was that.
I don't have any good pictures of him because he climbed to the top of this thing
and that was it.  He was in Heaven.




Apparently my African born son now has Northerner Blood.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

5 Reasons Why We Don't Have Cable

For years, Brian and I had talked about getting rid of cable.  We always said we would do it, but we never did.  The thought of not having access to the television with just a click of the remote freaked me out.  We have plenty of friends who don't have cable or even a television for that matter.  Those friends were always my brave friends.  I mean, living without cable??  How primitive.

Well, we finally did it.  While we still have a t.v. set, we don't have cable.  I can honestly say, I don't miss it.  Now, when March rolls around and it's the height of college basketball season, I might feel differently. 

Why?  Why on earth would someone not have cable??  Here are five good reasons why we opted out of cable:

5.  We were getting lazy.  Instead of doing anything else, our entire family would park our bums in front of the screen and zone out.  We would hardly talk to each other.  We would flip through the channels like zombies hoping to find something worth watching, and let's be honest, there never is anything worth watching.  Now, we are 'active', as Martin so kindly puts it.  Instead of watching mind-numbing t.v., we are out riding bikes (yes Brian, too), walking the dog, or heading over the the playground.  This has even affected our morning routine.  Brian is up early walking Sheldon before he even gets ready for work. 

4.  It was starting to become the focus of our home.  There in the center of our Family Room sat our television set with all the chairs facing it as if it were something to be worshiped.  Brian & I have always had the rule of We Are A One Television Set Family.  We will not have t.v.s in bedrooms; ours or the kids.  However, the t.v. still had a big presence in our family life.  Now in our new home, it's still in the Family Room, still with chairs facing it, however it's off to the side without cable to tempt us.  Once our basement is finished, the t.v. will go downstairs away from the Family Room.

3.  I was depending on t.v. to entertain my kids.  I will admit, it was worse than ever this summer.  I would park both of my kids in front of the television for hours on end so I could pack, clean, and the like.  I'm sure you have heard about children losing months of education over the summer?  Well, it's true and my son was proof of that.  Things were so out of control, he had not picked up a book in weeks and I didn't notice until he needed to read something out loud.  I could not believe how much he had forgotten since school ended.  Now, without cable he asks to read and is back to reading at a level suited for him.  He will even sit and read to Helen.   

2.  I'm cheap.  Yes, so cheap in fact, we have cut cable from our budget.

1.  There is nothing but trash on t.v.  The real deciding moment for me to rid our family of cable was one afternoon while watching the Disney Channel with Martin.  (please note the two most important words of that previous sentence:  afternoon and disney)  There were two commercials back to back that caught my attention:  one for tampons and one for birth control.  [insert shocking gasp here]  Please keep in mind, I am not a prude nor do I live under a rock, but we can all agree that was completely inappropriate for a six year old to see on the Disney Channel.  It is impossible to monitor appropriate shows for young ones these days.  I thought I was safe with Disney.  Now, we go to the library and choose age appropriate (free) movies and (free) cartoon series to watch.  Besides, it's fun watching things with my kids that I grew up watching.

With that being said, please do not think I am above anyone with cable.  This is just what is best for our family, and it has had such a positive impact on us.  We are all reading more, talking to one another, 'active', and are filling our time doing more useful things.  Plus, I'm saving about $70 a month.  It's a win-win.  

Saturday, August 11, 2012

F is for.....WHAT?!

[Besides setting the scene, this post pretty much writes itself.]


Helen:  "Daddy, read to me!"

looks innocent enough, doesn't it?

Brian (laughing):  "Andrea!  Did you look at this book??
Me:  "Not really.  Why?"
Brian (still laughing):  "Look at F!!"

in case you aren't following, here's a closer look:

*gasp!*

And if that's not scandalous enough, let me show you letters P and S.

we are all in complete awe over the illustrator's perspective of bird anatomy



The entire Logue Family bursts into uncontrollable laughter.  
Because that's how mature we are.

The End.

Monday, August 6, 2012

As A Matter of Fact

"I was adopted," I hear Martin say to his new friends in our new neighborhood.

This is always something he is going to have to explain to the new people he meets. 

Obviously we are very open about his adoption.  It is such a major part of our family that we forget it might not be so major in other families.  What do you mean you don't have a son born in Ethiopia?  From the inside looking out, we are just The Logues.  From the outside looking it, we tend to forget people remember us; that sometimes we make a lasting impression. 

This will be Martin's third new school in the three years he has been part of our family.  Thankfully, he adjusts to new things easily.  With the start of school approaching, I always get a little nervous for him.  I'm sending him Out There to answer questions like Why are your parents white?  Where were you born? or What happened to your eye?  But time and time again Martin always surprises me.  He answers every question honestly and with a mater-of-fact attitude. And it is a matter of fact.  The fact that Martin was born in Ethiopia, he was adopted, and now he is part of our family is as true as the sun rising this morning.  It's just the way it is. 

Each time I hear him explain it, I am on the edge of my seat, holding my breath, waiting for a rude or mean response to come out of some kid's (or parent's) mouth.

It has never happened. 

His new friends usually say ok and move on.  Martin never acts embarrassed or ashamed, he rarely has to go into any details, and he happy to explain things.  Really, I think it comes down to curiosity.  He had an interesting start to life and if he is comfortable with you, he is happy to talk about it. 

As his mom, I need to let him handle this on his own.  I'm not going to be around forever to fight his battles.  But then I remind myself that he is six years old - still just a baby in my eyes.  So I will quietly stand on the sidelines and let him handle his first few days at his new school on his own.  But, I feel sorry for the person who says something hurtful to him.  After all, I am  his mom.  And that's a fact.  

Friday, August 3, 2012

Five Days In

We are here!
And we love being here!

Monday we rolled into town with our 16-foot moving truck, my dad's F-150, and my mini van filled with all of our worldly possessions.  We had a lot of help in Columbus loading up our caravan.  Our entire house was packed into our cars and moving truck in an hour and a half.  I couldn't believe it!  Our Columbus (and Marion!) friends are so good to us and we are going to really miss them.  We didn't have the same amount of manpower in La Crosse, but between me, Brian, and my dad we had everything unloaded in about three hours.  It was hot and no one died of a heart attack.

This was my view for 645 miles.
Brian drove the Penske truck and my dad drove the truck in front of him.


Tuesday we spent the day unpacking, figuring out where things should go, and took a few trips to the hardware store.  Martin had an eye appointment to check on the progress of his recovery.  He is healing nicely and looks more handsome now than ever (assuming that's even possible).


Wednesday was another day of unpacking and rearranging.  The morning put us back on the grid as our cable guy blessed us with internet.  Brian headed back to work for an afternoon meeting.  Things were starting to feel like home.

Sheldon finding his spot.


Thursday included a meeting with the Headmistress (yes, Headmistress) of Martin's new school.  After a lot of thought and prayer we made the decision to send Martin to a great Catholic school where the teaching method is classical education.  After the meeting, I felt confident we made the right decision.  Later that afternoon Martin went back to the eye doctor to have some of his stitches removed.  He was disappointed all of them were not removed.  However, by the end of the evening, the stitches loosened themselves and his eye opened naturally.  


Friday has been the best day so far - our appliances were delivered!  The delivery men were so nice.  They gave me a huge box with a lid to store some baby items not currently in use.  They gave Martin an even bigger box to build a fort.  Living almost a week without a stove, microwave, dishwasher, and refrigerator was hard.    Yes, yes.  We did go out to eat quite a bit, but that got tiring (especially on the wallet).  Dining out with a 2 year old isn't my idea of a good time.  I am looking forward to staying in and eating.  That is, once I replenish the food supply around here.

Yes, I am allowing Helen to eat ice cream someplace else besides the table.
Just this once, I'm living on the edge.


Needless to say, we have had a busy several days!  But all the sacrifice was worth it.  I love our new house, new neighborhood, and new town.  Brian better not stop loving his job because we are here to stay.