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Friday, June 22, 2018

Highs & Lows...


Henny's 1st vs. last day of school...
 3 Highs:

1. A weeknight date night at one of our faves, Father's Office.

2. The Affair returning to Showtime.

3. Booking a girls' trip for Henny and me to go visit our DC cousins in September.

3/4 of the Adventure Crew at Adventure City last week...
3 Lows:

1. Feeling helpless about what's going on at the border. Before Trump finally signed the Executive Order yesterday to stop family separation, I fell down the rabbit hole of signing petitions, contacting our government officials and donating to RAICES. Seeing these children on the news is both incredibly heartbreaking and infuriating and I'm ashamed of the country we live in.

2. A nasty stomach bug that hit Grant, myself and our nanny, Colisha hard. Luckily it's seemed to have gone away, but I was left with a lingering chest cold (completely unrelated, I know - I just feel like I've been under the weather for a week +) that I'm still trying to shake.

3. A gnarly bloody nose for Greyson at Father's Day dim sum, which resulted in us sitting on the floor of the women's bathroom at ROC Kitchen for 20 minutes trying to get it to stop.

Best Thing I Ate This Week...

My burger and frites from Father's Office.

Weekend Plans...

Grant and I head to Palm Springs on Sunday morning for a little 24 hour getaway and I could not be more excited. We're staying at a new-to-us place called l'Horizon and besides dinner at Purple Palm on Sunday night, we have no plans but to lie by the pool, read books and play cards. Heaven!
We have zero other plans this weekend, with a rare break in sports for the boys (Greyson started a basketball clinic this past week, which he loved, but they don't have games and Hayes' summer basketball doesn't start until post-FOJ). We're gonna hang by the pool, do some grilling and maybe have a movie night with the kids.
Oh and I'm having a ladies night on Saturday - checking out Christiaan's Bar at The Larder in Brentwood.

Whatever you're up to, hope you enjoy it!

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Greyisms...



We've been remarking upon what an amusing age Greyson's at for what seems like years now and I think we're starting to realize it's not just an age thing, but that he's just an amusing creature in general.

The best analogy I can use to describe him is that of a roller coaster. We've hopped on the ride, happily hitting the peaks and are also frustratingly there for the valleys. Everyday there are many of both - he vacillates between the North and South pole faster than you can take your next breath.

Our nanny sent me this pic of him from the park - he'd actually fallen asleep on the swings!
But whether he's high or low, the kid is full of gems that I just have to capture, because this is how I want to remember him at this age...


So without further ado, here are some Greyisms as of late, at 4 1/2 years old:

...upon seeing a spider behind the toilet that I couldn't find, he remarked, "I think he might be in camouflage mode."

...when he needs to use his strength for something (opening a jar, getting away from us when we're holding him down to try and do something just terrible like apply sunscreen, etc...) he tenses up his entire body and yells, "super gecko muscles!", a nod to our friends on PJ Masks but a phrase that's dropped around our house on the daily (even Henley says it now!).

...he's quite proud of himself when he poos and often likes to show us how big they are (they are MASSIVE). Recently, he told me one of his droppings looked like a dinosaur foot.

...he only refers to himself in the third person (Grey Grey is going to sleep now, Grey Grey isn't eating dinner, etc...)

...the boys both have kids' profiles in this online game called ABCmouse.com and as part of the profile, they get to name and take care of a hamster (kind of like a modern day tamagotchi). Greyson's hamster's name is Gunther and when he checked on him the other day and saw that he was still thriving, he angrily said, "What?! I wanted him to run out of food and water!". Okay, you sociopath!

...he recently asked me if Greta also drank milk from my boobies.

...he also accused me of stealing Greta, "since she should obviously have a mom cat and a dad cat!"

...he fully believes that when he was born, I went to the bathroom and poo'd him out.

...if you ask him who owns our house, he confidently replies, "I do."


...the other day, I checked on him when he was going to the bathroom and noticed that his hands were wet. He explained that he was hot and needed to cool off so he stuck his hands in the toilet.

...there are swords niched in odd places all over our house. He is next level obsessed with the weapons but can't resist a good one-sided sword fight with his sister's face so is constantly getting them taken away.

...we were talking about our summer bucket list the other day and I told him I needed help coming up with ideas. Our conversation went like this:
Greyson: "I have no idea what we should put on the bucket list."
Me: "Well, is there anywhere you've been wanting to go?"
Greyson: "The North Pole!"

...when I asked him if he could go anywhere in the world, where would it be, he told me Starbucks. Consider it done, buddy.
 
And here are some videos I took this week, where he explains his plans to corrupt his new nephew:
 

 

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Frogtown, USA...



A few weeks ago, we headed up north to Angel's Camp to visit the Greats and attend the Calaveras County Jumping Frog Jubilee.
 
And it was as much of a hoot as it sounds like it would be!

Back in 1865, Mark Twain wrote a short story called 'The Celebrated Frog of Calaveras County'. It is literally the only thing Grant reads (don't let that stack of books next to his bed fool you!) and he makes it a habit to read it everytime we're up north visiting GG and Pops. This year, he read it to Hayes and while I'm pretty sure it went way over his head, he definitely understood the fun of the fair and that's what we were there for.


We went on Friday morning so it wasn't too crowded or hot. We watched a pretty impressive ventriloquist do his thang, ate some fair food (hotdogs, corndogs and french fries) and bought three entries to the jumping frog competition; one for Hayes' frog, 'Hayzey Wayzey Crazy', Greyson's frog, 'Stone' and Henley's frog, 'Ribbit', all named by their respective renters.


In an unexpected turn of events, our city kids had no interest in jumping said frogs so it was up to Grant and me to make them move. They measure the length the frog moves after three jumps and of course, ideally you want them to jump forward so you can get the most distance. Hayzey Wayzey Crazy went first and was a pathetic little thing, coming in under 3 feet. Ribbit was up next and jumped an impressive 12 feet, 7 inches thankyouverymuch (record is over 21 feet). And Grant jockeyed Stone while on a conference call (multi-tasking at it's finest!) and I think he came in at an average 7 feet. Even though the kids wanted nothing to do with touching the slimy cold creatures with alarmingly long legs, it was still such a silly, fun experience. All of them got ribbons and certificates to take home (luckily the frogs stayed at the fair).


After the main frog jumping attraction, we headed to the carnival part of the Fair, where the kids rode the rides (and Henley's first rollercoaster!) and played the games. We bought some souvenirs on the way out (what says County Fair like a couple of brand new swords?) and headed home.

 

(don't judge us - she insisted on going on the rollercoaster and then proceeded to hate every minute of it. If we hadn't of let her on she would have been throwing a fit too - it was a lose/lose situation and at least we were able to capture a classic video of the big milestone!)


The rest of our trip up to Angel's Camp was lovely, as per usual. Trips to Murphys to hang at the park, fish tacos at Firewood, a visit to our favorite toystore, dinner at Round Table and lots of time running around the golf course and swimming in the pool.


This was a bittersweet trip as the Greats are likely moving down south to Laguna Beach in the coming months so it may be the last time visiting them up there. While we're of course thrilled that they'll be closer, we will miss Angel's Camp dearly, as it's become one of our family's favorite places to visit.

 
Thanks for a wonderful trip, GG and Pops!

Friday, June 8, 2018

Highs & Lows...


 3 Highs:

1. Greyson's graduation.

2. A fun team going away lunch for a work friend at ROC Kitchen.

3. Having an old friend and former coworker re-join our team. It's fun having the band back together again!

3 Lows:

1. The news of the passing of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain. My heart breaks, especially for their young children (Spade had a 13 year old daughter, Bourdain had an 11 year old daughter). I can't imagine the pain they were going through to think that the best solution was suicide and I think we as people need to do more to address the mental health issue that's being blamed for so many tragedies that are happening lately.

2. Grant realizing he had accidentally bought tickets to Game 4 in Cleveland instead of Game 5 in the Bay, resulting in him taking a last minute trip to Ohio early this morning. I'm actually glad he went because I think him and our brother-in-law Tommy are going to have a great time, but man those Warriors better win tonight!

3. A TERRIBLE dinner last night - just one of those where nothing tastes good or turns out the way it should. We salvaged it by indulging in some Bigg Chill for dessert.

Best Thing I Ate This Week...

Hard to believe, but it was a salad from my work cafeteria - the best one I've ever had in my almost 15 years of working there. Romaine, shredded carrots, cucs, tomatoes, giant gulf shrimp, polenta croutons, fresh cilantro and a lemony vinagrette. Will definitely be recreating at home!

Weekend Plans...

Grant's in Cleveland until tomorrow afternoon so we're hanging with our neighbors, the Blakes tonight to watch the game and eat pizza (Go Warriors!).
Tomorrow, we have a wine release party to go to at a friend's house and sadly no sitter so we'll be bringing the whole clan.
Sunday is jam-packed with activity. I'm doing a friend a favor and hosting a Beauty Counter brunch at the house (I have no affiliation with BC and am by no means selling it, but actually use quite a few of their products thanks to my friend, Delane and they are awesome. If you've ever been curious to try, let me know and I'll snag some samples). Grant's taking Hayes on a father/son baseball game excursion with a couple of buddies and then the families are all coming over for dinner.

We've been on Summer break for less than 24 hours and I've already had to scrub the boys faces clean of marker beards, put Greyson on two time outs, fix a fallen shelf in their bedroom and listen to them proclaim they aren't each other's friends anymore and will never play with each other again about fifteen times. 9 weeks to go. #help

Have a good one!

Thursday, June 7, 2018

School's out...for Summer! (said, of course, in an Alice Cooper voice)

Guys, it's happened again... Another year has passed by in the blink of an eye and here we are, on the last day of school with two kids now officially in elementary school, one of them being a SECOND GRADER!!!
 
 
What the what, Time?! In the words of the great Simon & Garfunkel, 'slow down, you move too fast'.

I'm in this constant state of confusion as to whether I should be happy to see the milestones pass or whether I should be sad that they're passing. And you know this old mush who hates change is mostly sad... I can't help it. If I could only freeze time and remain in this exact stage of life...

 
Anyways, the boys were super stoked it was the last day today. Hayes has been in all of his glory having not had any homework since last week - they've had special activity days and watched movies and cleaned out their desks. His teacher has literally kept every quiz and test he took and also put together a 1st Grade memory book - a woman after my own, Type A organized heart - and all of that was sent home and went straight into the baby box.

Hayes and his buddies, Cash, Ryder, Zach and Jackson
And Greyson, who doesn't even have school on Tuesdays and Thursdays, has gone every day this week (I wasn't joking when I said his teachers love him). He has been absolutely pooped at night - it's reminded me of when Hayes started kinder and how tired he was at the beginning, having never gone back to back days to school. I'm saddest of course that the year is over for him. I've come to love his pre-school and teachers and I'm going to miss that little bubble terribly. But man, is he ready for TK - he can't wait to be a big boy and go to the real school.
 
Silly face ;-)
They humored me this morning with pictures so I could compare first and last day.
 
 
And Henny even got in on the action, upon Greyson's insistence.


We've got a variety of summer camps lined up throughout the next 9 weeks and a couple of trips. Looking forward to the lazy summer schedule and praying they don't kill each other or completely destroy our house.

And even though it has nothing to do with the last day of school, because I'm feeling nostalgic, I'll leave you with a passage I read online today by these girls (Cat & Nat - check 'em out, they're hilarious, fellow Canadians and friends of my sister). Couldn't agree more with everything they said...

If we could have helped our first time mom selves out here's what we would have said to ourselves -
- everything you think motherhood will be like , it isn't. You were given a baby and everything you had ever known was no longer the same. You're going to cry, and cry a lot. You are going to have to find yourself as a mom. You'll lose yourself but you'll come out stronger. When you wonder if you can do it, you can. That no screen time, no sugar, calming jars and endless patience, let it go. Most days you make it through the day. Your house is going to explode on the daily, pick your battles, honestly if they want to wear everything backwards and upside down, let them. Give them the control on the little issues so you can have it on the big ones. Admitting that your wrong is actually better than being right. When you wonder how satan took over, don't take it personally, every little person has a tiny satan in them, it just comes out more in toddlerhood, tweenhood and teenagehood 🙉. You're not alone, you're never alone. Eat dessert with them, don't ever beat yourself up, the ones you want to impress the most are the ones who will never judge you, it's them, your tiny people. They don't remember what you cooked, what you wore, how you look, they remember you happy. So be happy. Take a breath, it's not that important, and it all passes, the phases always pass

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home and happily soak in all the madness.

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

So long, pre-school!

All the feels for this guy today, as he graduated from the Overland Little Dippers Pre-K...
 

We surprised him this morning with a giant bouquet of balloons and I was able to capture the confused recipient's reaction when he saw them in the kitchen.
 
 
The whole fam attended his graduation ceremony, which was held at the Overland Auditorium. He performed a variety of songs with his little friends and accepted his diploma on stage, announcing to the crowd what he wanted to be when he grew up.


I'm really proud of him. We put him in a new school for his final year of pre-k because it was more convenient (and if I'm being entirely transparent, a heck of a lot cheaper!) than our beloved Green Beginning. He adjusted without hiccup, quickly making some good buddies and charming the pants off his teachers (seriously, they LOVE him).

Him and his bestie, William...
Gee Hayes, thanks for a nice picture...
I always ask the kid's teachers to write a little something about them in Dr. Seuss' book, 'Oh the Places You'll Go!', with the hope that one day, I'll be able to give them a nice momento of their school years, filled with anecdotes and memories the teacher's they've had have shared. I was literally beaming when I read what Greyson's teachers wrote about him - he's funny, silly, a good role model for the class, a great listener... Grant and I are often blown away at the way his teachers describe him - we've heard everything from how they miss him when he's not there to how they wish there were cameras that followed him around for his own reality tv show. He certainly has his moments at home (like last night, when he spent a good 45 minutes tantruming about not wanting to eat a green bean - "I don't like green foods!") - but it's nice to know he shows well at school!

 
Anyways, I'm so excited to see what's in store for TK Grey, as we're calling him these days. I have no doubt that he's going to go far in life and I'm honored to come along for the ride.
 
 

Friday, June 1, 2018

Highs & Lows...

 ...aaaaaand I'm back!
Mother's Day with the crew... I'm a lucky mama ;-)
May was a whirlwind and through all of the fun and the chaos, there hasn't been a whole lotta time to post. Too busy living our lives to document it all - or something like that... 
{but side note, if you're missing the documentation from this blog that has become quite pitiful as of late and craving Cohen family updates, find me on instagram (chanel115) as I'm constantly posting to my stories there}
Anyways, diving right back in with some highs and lows, followed by some pics of the last month or so. 
Watch this space next week for a recap of our trip to Angel's Camp and some Greyisms that have been in the works for quite some time.
 3 Highs:


1. Successfully potty training for the very last time! Hens is rocking the 'panties' and caught onto the whole potty thing with relative ease. Couldn't be prouder!

2. Seeing Paul Simon at the Hollywood Bowl with some friends. Can't believe the man is 76...
what a show!
3. A much-needed refresh on my cut and color.
 
3 Lows:

1. Hayes catching some mysterious stomach ailment on Monday/Tuesday. Poor kid barfed in his bed Sunday night and was too embarrassed to tell us until the morning. Luckily it was one and done but he was pretty low-energy and had a mild fever so we kept him home on Tuesday.
2. Greyson hitting Hayes in the face, resulting in a bloody nose. Those boys are vicious with each other and Greyson, being smaller than his big bro is a scrappy one. It's exhausting policing them all the time. Brothers, I guess!
3. Having to pick Greyson up early from school today because his teacher said he kept nodding off in class and was complaining of a tummy-ache. He's fine (in fact, I'm inclined to believe he may be pulling the wool over my eyes so he can have some solo time with me watching Batman Lego on the couch), but never a fun phone call to get from school and if he really isn't feeling being at school today, for whatever reason, I feel bad for the guy!

Best Thing I Ate This Week...

A giant bowl of frozen yogurt from our fave, The Bigg Chill. Our go-to order is half vanilla custard, half peanut butter with Butterfinger and strawberries on top. Yum.

Weekend Plans...

Victoria and Tommy are in town this weekend so we're hanging with them. Plan on finally taking them to our fave taco spot, Loqui tonight + ice cream at Van Leeuwen. And my current fave in the whole city, Cassia tomorrow eve while Nini and Pa sit.
Got our last baseball/tball games of the season tomorrow and the annual SORO Fest on Sunday, then a big family dinner at our place on Sunday night.

Here are a couple shots from the last month or so. More to follow next week...




Happy weekend, friends!