Scherer & Sons

Payin' Attention

OK so yea....maybe this isn't what exactly you had in mind when I said I was going to get back to blogging...it isn't what I had in mind...

But there's a little issue...it's called a firewall....and they have one at y school...and I can't post thoughts from there to here...I haven't ever been able to get Typepad and Dorchester 2 like each other...although I think they would if they really tried...they have so much in common...

There is a back door to this...a secret Email that I can use via my computer to post to this blog...but probably couldn't send pictures....and realllllly let's just put it on the table here...you only love me for the pictures of the boys right...it's OK I'm strong enough to take it...you can tell me....if there's no pictures in a post you skip it....just comment and let me know...

So OK to make sure I keep your attention let me give you a couple...
Here's the last LO I did....I actually done six this year...I so missed scrapping...just because I like telling the story...having what I see down on paper..and maybe when I am gone...they can see their lives through my eyes....

Or this one...it's Coop when we went to the Columbia museum....he's hilarious...yes those are glasses and a sports coat..and his little rubber hat..that looks like a beat up deflated football...

 

Or we can talk about this one... ..yea he's so shy and shrinking when it comes to the camera...more like I'm lucky to get a "normal" picture...and THAT is his daddy's genetics..all three Scherer brothers will confirm that....

But let's be honest...dear God he's so stinkin' cute...in a geeky scientific kinda pocket protector kinda way...he loves being in the center of the science stuff...and this weekly science class we have him in is AWE-some....and welll it probably doesn't help that we call him "Professor" or "Beaker"...
In the meantime these two climbed INTO an exhibit and set the alarms off....no one was around but they busted themselves when they ran running and screaming out of the Neanderthal diorama to cling to my legs...and um yea they were allowed to climb on this one...THIS one...

These three had such a good time at the museum...they fell dead asleep in about three minutes of their butts hitting the car seats...

Then there's this ...there was a Doppelganger week on Facebook and the question of who is your celebrity look alike...well she may not be my evil twin but she is dead...Ross' was scarily close too...

Pretty close eh?

Then there's this guy...Lordy Lordy...mmmm mmmmm...what a card. Yaya has entered this child in a beautiful baby contest on Regis and Kellie...I'll give you the details ...but he's certainly got my vote...getting this picture wasn't easy...he keeps wiggling and dancing and laughing...so most look like this..
A little blurry...little goofball. And if one is handsome ..so is the other...although his faces are enough   to keep you in stitches...
What???? No I didn't tooooot.....
Don't make me come over there!
Don't you believe it......this cute little thing fights dirty...it's a ploy....maybe....
Speaking of ploys...we hope that Peyton can pull it off tomorrow in Miami!!! Y'all have a good evening!

Back to the swamp

Because why not...we only get visitors every so often and we want to show them all the beauty that SC has to offer..so we take them out in the swamp...

Right away they have their breath taken away..by this lovely creature..
Um yea..little head fat body...that's a water moccasin...nasty attitudes for a snake..
No really Jane the stripes only make it LOOK bigger than it is ...snakes should never wear horizontal stripes...it was really quite small....please don't let this not encourage you to come back to visit...
Yea right Marilyn that sucker was this long if it was an inch...stripes or polka dots......why don't ya just drop me in a pit of alligators...and to think I could have been in Pensacola...

No not really....but then we tried to continue the excitement..by having her walk two miles of this..
in heels.

When we had rousted them out of bed in the morning...
forced them to feed us cookies...and mac and cheese...
then we fed them to the gators...

one at a time coats and all....

ok not really that would have made us sad..

Instead we tried to scare her off by taking her to O'Charleys with the boys...
she's smiling because she knows what's coming...
so does he...
so does he....
she does not...especially when we made her do the standard three time bathroom run...with at least two of the little critters..(no poopers though that would be cruel..we're mean but not cruel)..
here's a hint..and look you can see where Deacon busted his chin going UP the steps (he may just be mine after all)...

Here's the rest of the story...being forced to dress up...she got the full Scherer spa treatment..truthfully we must not have scared her too bad..because she treated us to the chocolate cake too!
Chocolate CAKE???? I swear the piece was as big as Coop's head...

We had so much fun with her..I hope that she wasn't broken before she goes back tomorrow....we didn't mean to break her..promise..really...
Who me? Uh-uh..it was Cooper ...or Grady...

Come back soon Auntie Jane!! We love you!

Lipstick

Hi...

How have you guys been?

I cannot believe that I missed and ENTIRE month on the blog....should tell ya how key-razy things have been here...even with Christmas break we were moving..and packing and unpacking...nightmarish..lotsa crazy ups and downs...

But I been thinking of you...truly I have...well thinking of this little blog and how neglected it is..and I know that there are a couple that need the pictures on here...(HI GRANDMA NANCY!!)...so one of my goals is to nurture this little thing more this year..that and start a garden in the yard...maybe nurture is my word this year...I had been thinking chaos was the word... but maybe that's just a state of being...more frequent than we'd like...but nurture is a good one....

In honor of the re-dedication...thought we'd put a little lipstick on this thing..

Dress her up a bit...

I have a confession...we have no pictures from Christmas..we only have video...and I don't have a way to put that on just yet...

But I know that will change too...and you may get to see a lot more pictures of the house...so try to contain yourself right?

OK we're off to get haircuts...more lipstick...maybe even a dress...and I won't be wearing it...

Overflow

OKOKOK...so I am almost Joe Pesci in Lethal Weapon about this...

THEY have the vinyl nearly all on...the house...it has vinyl...looks like it might be livable...

Now the butterflies start...the tensing getting ready for the last haul of my life...

I don't think folks have any conception of how many times I have moved...most of them alone...all over hell's half acre. ...then marrying the military..I was more stable there than I had been since 17...but still I moved five times in ten years...

This house represents roots....

Permanence..

Home that's more than just a state of mind...

A piece of the planet Earth that I don't have to relinquish because someone tells me too..but only if I choose too...

An open door..a future...unwritten long and happy, rich and beautiful history yet to be made...

and I am so excited..and a little scared..I mean traveling is all I know..I am pretty good at it...I still love to travel and get ants in my pants intermittently..but that can be resolved with a quick trip somewhere or a long one...

but THEY have the VINYL UP.....and I must say i picked the right color..it's yellow (but SHHHH we're calling it vanilla for Ross' sake)..and it was the right choice..for me..not for everyone I know..it looks so nice against the green...

so I thought I'd share ...and maybe next time give you some pictures...of said yellow vanilla house.

Also if you need a laugh..google Bill Dance Bloopers...I laugh out loud everytime I see them...

And lastly..having a conversation with Deacon from the front to back seat can be very amusing..hard to drive with tears in your eyes..(remember he has a small bit of hearing stuff going on)..

Deacon: Momma I want Grandma Nancy to come and watch me play baseball...

Me: Well...I don't think Grandma Nancy can make it in one night..she's coming for when we go to our new house...

Deacon: (typical response here) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I want her here tomorrow!!!!!!!!

Ross: Welll ya know know what we can do Deacon..we can take the camera with us tomorrow and make a movie and send it to her...

(pause)

Deacon: Why we send Grandma Nancy a boobie?

Me: BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! (I lost it)

Ross: a MOOOOO-vie Deac MOOOOOVIIIIEEEEEE.

Deacon: oh.

Any hoo hugs to all of you..

By the way...this makes three hundred posts that I have made since starting this blog...and over two years..congrats faithful reader...you rock the bloghouse!

Deckin the halls...

Boy did I have some plans...I mean I tell ya I had lotsa plans to do all this stuff for the holidays....and I barely...barely..thanks to the YaYas and Grandmas...got the halls decked...
AND I got the 08 Santie Claus picture...
NOW relize that this "Santa" is a student at the high school I teach at and is not used to kids..
and the photography class is taking the pictures...aslo young ladies..not used to young kids (most likely)..
and a school full of loud lunching teens right in the next room about ten yards away...
and the three little boys..excited for Santa and excitd to be at mom's "school"..and well just boys..
this is what we got... Perfection.....what you can't see...that was a telling sign that it was meant to be is that Santa is wearing Chuck Taylors...this beats the mall any time.

Thanks and Giving...and Christmas Nuts early.

We are blessed. Honestly...to have these great ladies in our lives.
Left is my mom and right is Ross' mom. Marilyn and Nancy respectively. They were both here for Thanksgiving. And I think their butts were dragging when they left. Cause we move much like a stampeding herd of waterbuffalo hopped up on black coffee and pure meanness.....okok not that bad...okok sometimes that bad. We fixed a picture telling all our family how much we missed them...I think there were a couple dozen Scherer at one house in Brooklyn Park, MN. Too bad we couldn't have gotten the whole clans together...we would've needed a much bigger house... We played ball...of course they're Scherers eh??  And dug in the dirt.. (looking for fossils, Coop is quite convinced he is going to dig out the missing link in his backyard in Summerville, SC) And yes Grady does have something on his face..as usual...someone is always feeding this child...not because he looks hungry but because he demands it..and he is a perfect specimen for a boy...a ginormous-for his age-boy...I don't regardless of popular belief (or thought)..have a wipe in my hand 24/7 anymore...so G-man on occasion gets caught with his hand..or I should say face in the cookie jar...we gave lotsa hugs too...Grady once he realized that the voice on the phone he talks to was the lady standing in front of him...he was totally enamoured... I think Coop got the raw end of the haircut deal...the longer it gets the more I hate it...I'm thinkin' Coop is going to have to suffer through longer hair I he doesn't want to look like Billy Bob Thornton in Slingblade...or one of those other movies about places for the criminally insane...good thing he's so smart it's *almost* expected that brainiacs have bad haircuts..right?
And Deacon is ...well he's just Deacon...he's not got a discriminatory bone in his body...if you're human you're game for tackling.... Which had nothing..I repeat nothing..to do with how we were as children....that's just a big fat fib right?? Ri-i-i-i-ght...
No really we got quite a few good pictures of everyone this weekend...not usually the case...most of the time it looks like this... So getting some great pictures was nice...and seeing us all together...nacy hadn't been here in a year...so she got a lot of catching up in this four/five day weekend.
 (***as an aside***)We also (just before the grandmas and Yayas rode in) got a membership (just a little more than admission for us) to the Charleston Children's museum...
What a neat place...they have a shrimp boat for them to reenact on...a place with ramps and levers and spiral for them to place balls on...a water area...and an art area ...oh yea and a place for the little fellas.. So that's good for a day of fun....
We had a traditional dinner...cooked by a non-traditional source...but as far as I can tell THE most cost effective way to do this...Mr. Publix cooked our turkey...and stuffing and cranberries and well the whole she-bang...minus a pumpkin pie...not a bad way to "do" Thanksgiving... Umm yea try not to notice that he haven't got many chairs...stuff in storage..house not sold...in limbo...but check Grady out....happy eater boy...
And that morning..(try not to be too jello all you frozen Minne-snow-tans)..we went to the beach...and had lunch at Joe's...and let's fac eit...I WAAAANT a little snow...(every time I say that down here people look at me like I have an elbow growing out of my forehead..but I DOOOOOOOO..gimme somma that white stuff this winter...just a little on Christmas break....plEEEEEAAASeee...ok-whine over. ...yup in our flip flops...granted the temp dropped fifteen degrees a half hour from this photo...when the clouds rolled in and the wind kicked up...but at that moment it. was. perfect.
Deacon is so happy on the beach...he runs and skips...hunkers down and jumps like a frog...won't be long he'll be flippin' cartwheels...really he's already practicing...
Coop again digging for the lost city of Atlantis..or a T. rex. And baby-Grady....good God I am not ready to see him get bigger..I cherish the days like these when he still seems little...and know that it is like smoke in the wind... And although I got a lot of great pictures this weekend..this is one of my favs ..We missed our moms...and it was nice to have them here..
A good time was had by all this beginning holiday season...the one thing we may have to consider is the speed at which we find ROss emplyment....the one child he teaches to scan and copy things on the printer..Deacon...of the three ...he picked Deacon...and you can guess what Deacon chose to scan and copy...yup...exactly...I wont post that picture here...but I swear it's not my side of the family right? Ri-i-i-iiiiight.

In the beginning..

right around the time of Moses...okok not really but in her beginning...she started life in Arkansas..daughter of rural cotton farmers...
And look her mom is wearing an apron and she's got the bonnet on...I think we need to reinstitute bonnets on babies of all genders...they're too cute...
Then she turned about two...cute as a button...see the little barrette in her hair... Then about four.. Little barefoot farm girl...Deacon gets that same look on his face when he's been up to something...come to think of it ...she does too....the towheaded girl is mom's sister..and she is holding my mom's little brother...and as dark as mom is...her sister Joyce is light...light hair and eyes..where mom has the Native American dark skin, eyes, and hair... into the beginning of the fashion icon books...her little loafers...socks and dress....she was about six here I figure...

and for some reason when I see her here the first thing I think is that she is her daddy's girl...Her dad used to lace his fingers behind his back when he took photos...her's are laced in front.

The great leap forward...Mom at nine...and don't get me wrong the rural work ethic runs deep in her veins..she can still sweat and swing a hammer or tote a cotton bag like anyone..but this path...fashionable "city" girl...this was natural. Again the difference between mom and her sister are striking...check out the ankles and feet though...definitely related... and there's that look again..like she's up to something...what were you up to momma?
My favorite part are the bangs...I wear mine pretty much like that now...I guess some things do come back around...I'd take those bangs over "frosted" hair any day though.. wouldn't you?
I posted this while mom is in the air coming home from a trip.... aren't I naughty...now I have THAT look on my face.

Not to be out bustin-out..

See what happens when I try to be cool...utter failure..
But the boys were in high form today...and we'd thought we'd share a little of their enthusiasm for someone's "Not 40th Birthday"..

Happy Birthday Diane!!

We sing for thee..Ashley

now thir....or twenty something?

Surf angels..

so this is what we did pre race...pre the sixteen hour drive to Charlotte... (that was supposed to take only three thanks to my tiny bladder and the boy's huge ones which filled up there pampers every three and a half minutes..)..I will say that following T up the Carolina highways to Charlotte did prove that she has been watching alot more NASCAR than she lets on...because ummmm...as they say in Cack-a-lackey "She weren't playin'"...

We went to the beach..now honestly folks..doesn't this little face just make you want to give birth as soon as possible?? Could she be any cuter? I think not. She wasn't too sure about the sand at first..so Grady came to hug her... I don't know about T or Mike..but I'm thinking a Spring 2030 wedding...As long as she still likes big guys with curly hair...
Speaking of curly hair..I got this one of T lost in a chest hair forest...
What is it with my boys and hugging? They are all over the hugging..Evidenced here.. and here.. and yup you guessed it... um hmmmmm...one more...love Heidi's look here like..."Duuuuuuuude..this one slobbers"....Don't worry Heidi..they eventually stop...for the most part..most of the time anyways.. They graciously allowed us to stay in their gorgeous abode...the boys running up and down and up and down and up and downupanddowumupdownupdown..the stairs...like they live in a one story or something...Sooooo we tried to be as helpful as possible..by making Ross help put things together..(Deacon helping "fix it" with a stick thing that lights up)...

And play dress up...

Although this is what the look was when we told Gabbi we were gonna hang out for a few nights...
"Quick dad ..hide the steaks ..I'll keep this one distracted with the goldfish!!


  No not really...they were so good to us...and boy howdy they ever get a full dose of Scherer boydom...after 8 days of being on the move..the Scherer bunch were all out of "best behavior"...but we made it through...and I certainly don't think anyone was traumatized...or'll need much therapy..right?...Ri-i-i-ight.

Next time you guys come and raid our crib and eat all our goldfish K' Gabbers?...

Ok I have to go now before I pass out from how cute she is......2030 or thereabouts right T?