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So, I realized that I never did post the last day of the Tweedy’s stay here.  Which I can’t leave out, because it was super fun.  

First Stop:

We let the kids run off some energy in the city

Nora’s dress was wayyyyyyyy too short.  Which has since prompted me to pull out the next biggest size of clothes from the garage.  It is so weird to be putting her in clothes that Alanna wore after she was born.  

Wow flickr made this next really sharp…

But isn’t he just so cute????  

I love this dress on her…

We took a walk and saw some fun walls.

Ariston is such a stud.

His serious face:

The girls were being super sweet.

I saw this and thought, why not?  I’ll take a picture of it.

Saw a strange siting…

Found out later that there was a wrestling match going on in jello.  Which they call jelly here.  Which jelly is called jam.  So we don’t eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, because peanut butter with jello would be gross.  But, they don’t eat peanut butter and jelly (jam) sandwiches anyway.  I know, I know, you can pick yourself up off the ground now. They all survived childhood without peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  

Nora can’t fathom life without peanut butter and jelly (jam) sandwiches.

We went out to dinner without children that night.  It was heavenly.

Saw another one of these:

What are the odds?  Maybe it’s a sign that the Tweedys should move here.  I mean, why not?  Edinburgh is a great place to be.  

Our time with the Tweedys was GREAT.  I miss my friend, Lisa.  We really hit it off.  You know, like someone that you’ve never really spent time with, but you feel like you are old friends.  

Stay tuned for the White Witch…


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Precious Moments

2 Alanna quotes of the day for you:

This morning we went on a date, just the 2 of us, because I felt like we needed to have some good time together.  We’re in the car, listening to some music.  I turned it up a little (to hear it) and Alanna says,

“Turn the music down.”

Mind you, she’s cooking up a tantrum while she says it.  She says again,


To which I say,

“You know, Alanna, it’s not all about you. To which she says,

“Yes it is all about me.  I am the world.”

I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. 

Then later, I put her in her room for nap/ quiet time.  I had to put locks on her wardrobe, because she was scaling the shelves inside trying to get to things that she’s not supposed to have.  Today was day one of the locks, so she decided to unload her dresser full of clothes instead.  She put the contents under her bed, as well as putting on 8 (I counted) shirts. 

She looked like a linebacker.

Though she’s not allowed to do this, I couldn’t punish her for it since I had not told her not to do it.  She did have to help me put the clothes away though.  

So, I’m taking the shirts off explaining to her that no, she can’t wear 8 shirts, and that she has to help put the other clothes away.  She gets this angry look on her face and says, 

“Shhhhh, we have to be quiet, because Nora’s sleeping.  So just shut up.

Precious, just precious.



(Just so you know, we don’t speak to each other that way in our home, and no, I have no idea where she has picked up the phrase, “shut up.”)

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WordPress said that it is my lucky day.

Because I don’t have spam in my comments folder right now. Wow, I’m soooooo lucky.

We went down to Melrose (that’s down South, near the border) last Friday (yes, that’s a week ago from yesterday). The Tweedys have been to nearly every single European city and seen approximately 1286 castles and the like, so really, all they were interested in seeing was the Tweed River, even though there’s a great abbey in Melrose. We’ve already been there. You might say that it was a time of returning to their roots.

We went across like, the scariest bridge ever.  We got about halfway down it and realized that it was moving.  

Lisa wasn’t too thrilled about the intoxicating feeling that the bridge was giving us.

Silas tried to escape intoxication bridge more than once. 

We made it to the other side of the bridge and had lunch on the ground on a blanket.  It was highly enjoyable minus the bees.  

Tweed Man.

Adam pulled a string theory move.  (You have to watch the whole thing to see what I mean).

We went back over intoxication bridge. 

We saw this sign after crossing– it didn’t give us a vote of confidence.  

Really, no more than 8 people at a time? 

We walked through Melrose and came across this petrol station.  

And it reminded me of this really cool guy that used to come to our church named Adam Purvis.  And it made me miss him, because he is a really cool guy. 🙂

Alanna was bored with me taking her picture.

And then she wasn’t when her buddy got up there with her.

Melrose is not only known for its abbey.

The next day, I woke up to find that our gourd thing that we got for Alanna to grow was trying to take over our house.

Don’t worry, we later showed it who is boss.

We also had our first Tweedy/ Mabry naked time.  Don’t worry, the adults didn’t participate.  

Who knew being naked could be so much fun.

Nora wanted to look like Ariston.

The Tweedys go back to Budapest tomorrow.  Which makes me really sad.  I have had such a good time with Lisa.  

There is more to come though, from their stay here, so be on the lookout!

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The best picture ever.

I came across this picture last night and it is just too hard to pass up posting.  

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7 September- 11 September

We got back from holiday and put the kids down for a nap.  It was nice to be home, but not gonna lie, part of me wanted to stay up in Melford for longer.  A lot longer.  

Alanna woke up and said, “I have a fever, I need to watch a movie.”  And we thought, oh, she’s catching on to the system here.  We told her no, she was okay with that (what a nice surprise for a change!).  A bit later, she felt a bit hot, took her temperature and she actually did have a temperature.  Oops.  She was telling the truth.  

I braced myself for another virus, praying that it wouldn’t be a barfing virus.  I don’t do barf.  At all.  For some people, it’s blood, for me, it’s barf.   I don’t barf, and I don’t handle barf well at all.  I have only barfed once in my entire life, when I was 12.  Even when the barfing virus makes its rounds through our family and it gets to be my turn, I don’t barf.  Even with all day horrible horrible early pregnancy nausea morning sickness during pregnancy, nope, didn’t barf.  

Adam always rolls his eyes when I get all uppity about barf.  But really, he doesn’t understand that I need him to be home if one of the kids is barfing.  Unless he’s standing in front of a 50 foot Jesus.  But that’s the only excuse that I will allow. 

You would be proud though, Alanna barfed in her bed several months ago after her nap and Adam wasn’t here (there may have been a 50 foot Jesus involved).  And the smell was…. oh…. my…. lanta….. terrible.  Barf is straight from the pits of hades I tell you.  Anyway, I cleaned it up allllllllll by myself.  I think it helped that I didn’t see it happen.  

That was a really long barfy tangent.  

When Alanna started to get her fever and I didn’t see any snot, I braced myself for barf.  But thank goodness, she never did, though her fever got up to 104 (that’s almost 40 for all of my british readers).  And then it just went away.  Nothing more.  So strange. 

I always dread Alanna getting fevers/ viruses and the like.  Because of post virus grumpiness.  And really, grumpy is not a strong enough word to use here.  It’s more like the child grows horns and a little pitchfork magically appears.  Anyone else know what I am talking about here?   

Alanna lived up to true form post virus, but at least she looked cute. 

She was all better the next day and a TON more chipper, so we went to Tesco.  I got attacked by a vicious bee.  I swear that thing was waiting for me.  I always wipe down the trolley (that’s shopping cart) with a wipe because Nora seems to have a affinity for licking it (I know, I know, I’m OCD.  I’m secure). So this bee comes right for me (I hadn’t gotten the girls out of the car at this point) and is like, trying to crawl into my EAR.  I’m like swatting it and running around the car with my wipe.  I know that some teenage boy was laughing at me somewhere in the parking lot.  I know I looked like an idiot. 

Anyway, that sucker was waiting for us when we came back to the car.  But this time he flew into the car, right next to Alanna.  She screamed like I was sawing her arm off.  And here’s where I felt like a true woman.  I yanked my shoe off and smushed him on the floorboard of the car.  

Yay me. 

After Tesco, Alanna went for a spin on her tricycle. 

She was explaining something to me that was very important here. 

“You see, what had happened was…”

I got attacked by another bee (maybe it’s my honey shampoo and conditioner that I use???), so our ride got cut a little short.  

Last Wednesday, our friends Addison and Lisa came to visit us. They are Americans, but they live in Budapest.  And they have 2 kids about our kids’ ages. It has been so good to have them here. 

Addison is great, but Lisa… I want to keep her.  I have so enjoyed having her around.  

We went to Linlithgow the day after they got here.  The kids enjoyed themselves.  

What a Stud. 

That shot is totally out of focus, but so funny.

A fun time was had by all.

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Day 6 (and a little more of Day 5 that I forgot)

So, I forgot a very important part of Day 5, Alanna got to touch a horse for the first time.  

She was a little unsure of herself

She only touched him that one time.

A horse is a horse of course of course

Day 6 was by far the best day.  We had sooooooo much fun.  We drove up to Mallaig and my friends, it was warm.  Really warm.  We had a bit of a laundry crisis towards the end of the week, so we had run out of clothes.  We didn’t have a change of clothes for the girls, so we ended up just taking their clothes off. 

On the beach.  In Scotland.  North Scotland at that.  


Alanna fell asleep in the car on the way up there (it took about 2 hours to get there)

We started off with their clothes on (don’t worry, ours stayed on the entire time).

“Yay, beach!!”

Nora was reluctant at first to the sand.  She’s one of those kids that doesn’t like messy hands and the like. So, it took her a bit to muster up the courage and wade into the water. 

“I’m in, I’m in.”

“I’m out, I’m out”

“Really out”

Going in the for the hug. 


At this point, the beach became a topless one.  

Love that belly that Nora’s got.

Once Nora got in the water and got used to it, she didn’t want to be taken out. 

“Super Strong!!!”

One of my favs from the day…

She had saggy underwear by this point.

Nora would have never done that.

Adam tried to walk like Nora.

So incredibly funny.

Adam wanted to look more manly for this shot.

This was before the big plunge:

And this was after:

That was our cue to leave.

 We saved our last night for going out to eat for dinner.  When we were driving up to Mallaig, we passed by this seafood place.  So that’s where we stopped.  And it was really good.  And we met this guy from Boston and his wife and 2 kids.  He’d lived in Scotland for 11 years and honestly, I thought he was Scottish just listening to him talk with this family.  Once he started talking to us, his accent like, turned off.  And he sounded American.  It was strange.  I think you might say that he’s bilingual. 

The scenery was amazing on the drive back down.

The one and only Ben Nevis.  With a fun road sign with gaelic on it.

We finally made it to our restaurant, even though Adam was tempted to stop at places that didn’t look good along the way.  He gets rather impatient and grumpy when he’s hungry.

Our food was really good.

The kids were worn out, but pretty good.

Adam was no longer grumpy once he got some food.

The sunset that

night was



making the perfect end,

to a perfect time away.

If you want to go and see more pictures, you can at my flickr thing.  Though, the topless pictures of the girls are only available to those contacts on flickr that I have deemed friends and family.  

With all of that said, I know you’re out there.  I get like 40-50 hits to my blog a day.  So, I have a question for you to answer in the good ol’ comment section.  What has been your best holiday/ vacation ever?  Where’d you go?

And don’t forget to check that rad video in the post below this one.  Really, it’s the greatest thing I have ever seen in my life.

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Holiday Break Time

We came across this video on youtube and I had to share… so very funny. 

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