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Holiday Home Tour

Mom and Pop Place is excited to be part of the Roosevelt Holiday Home Tour again this year.  Have you seen the signs and posters for the tour?  It’s a community fund-raiser put on by Roosevelt Elementary School in Neenah.  Roosevelt is where my kids go, so you know it’s the best school ever.  Sorry.

 

Every December, Roosevelt hosts a Holiday Home Tour showcasing 4 festively decorated Neenah homes.  Local designers and florists and businesses donate decorations and time to create incredible holiday displays inside and out.  People come to enjoy the holiday spirit, to get inspiration for their own holiday decorations, and to snoop through other people’s incredible houses (let’s be real, here).  No matter what, it’s a fabulous event.  So many people work so hard to pull it off.  Funds raised go towards our school enrichment fund, of course, but a larger chunk goes right back to the community through Best Friends of Neenah-Menasha and the Neenah-Menasha Emergencey Society.

 

Last year, Mom and Pop Place was invited to help decorate one of the homes.  It was the home of 5 children and we helped the designers create some toy displays.  It was a lot of fun!  This year, we’re more deeply involved.  I’ll be decorating 3 spaces in one of the homes and running a holiday boutique during the show!

 

You should come to the Home Tour!  It’s on Friday December 4th from 10AM-2PM and 4PM-8PM.  Tickets are on sale here at Mom and Pop Place for $15 in advance.  Mom and Pop PLace will be decorating the Kearny Home at 103 Limekiln Road.  The homes and the displays will be amazing!

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What Happens in Vegas…….

Las Vegas, here we come!!!!  Again.  Man, this is getting old.

I’m off to Vegas for the annual ABC Kids Expo, the biggest trade show for people (like me) in the baby products industry.   Everybody in the world who makes toys, diapers, bedding, car seats, baby carriers, books, or anything for babies sets up a fancy booth and tries to convince us specialty retailers that their product is THE one that will fly off our shelves year after year.  And we retailers play hard-to-get.  This is where I discover all the baby carriers, cloth diapers, and toys you love so much.  It’s my chance to see new products, visit with other retailers, and order fabulous new stuff for Mom and Pop Place!  And stay in a hotel.  Without my kids.  You know what I’m talking about.

This year, I’m taking my mom with me.  Awesome!  We’re gonna hit this town hard.  Until 8PM.  Then we’ll probably be pretty tired. This is work after all.  According to what my accountant tells the IRS, at least.

This will be my 3rd year attending the trade show.  It’s in Vegas every year.  Have you ever been to Vegas?  No?  Good, stay away.  It’s a terrible, terrible place.  It’s fun for about 12 hours then it eats away at your soul little by little.  Just the place for a baby expo!

Seriously, I am looking forward to this week though.  I love meeting new business people and getting new ideas for Mom and Pop Place.  There are over 800 companies exhibiting and over 1 million  square feet of exhibit space.  That’s a lot of walking.  All for you!  So we can bring you the best products at the best prices from the best companies.  Is there anything you want me to look for?  Let me know your thoughts!

Adria

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Labor Day Parade 2009

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Finding our place in the line-up (between the WE Bucket Trucks and the Dogs-Riding-Remote Control-Hummers). Explaining to our kids not to throw all the gum to kids in the first block.
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My son, a plasma car, my sister's foot, and 9 pieces of chewed gum. He only lasted 1 block with all that gum. He made it 12 blocks on the plasma car, which is exactly 11.5 blocks farther than I made it on the plasma car. For the first time in my life, my legs were too long for something

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Gage First DayHere’s my baby, all set for the first day of kindergarten!  He’s smiling so hard his face might explode.  Yesterday was his first day of school.  I have to say, we were both very calm about it.  Gage was excited, but not overly so.  Not enough to be nervous or wakeful the night before.  He knows the school and the teacher very well from his brother going there.  Gage feels like it’s already “his” school.  He knows the building and the routine.  He walked right in with his class and hung up his coat and took his seat.  I lingered a little while to soak it all in.  But, I realized he was ready for school to start.  I waited until another parent left.  (I didn’t want to be the first mom to leave.  How heartless……..)  Then I gave him a high-five, snapped this picture, wished the teacher good luck and left.  For the first time in 6 years of first-days-of-school, I didn’t cry.  I almost choked up over that fact.  Are my boys so grown up that first-day-of-school doesn’t make me cry?

 

Oh well, I’m sure I will have plenty of chance for them to make me cry.

 

Adria

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Second Best Night of My Life*

I have a totally gratuitious blog entry for you today.  It’s not about Mom and Pop Place or parenting, but it’s my blog.  So I’m gonna write about me.  Take that.

My next-door neighbor is in a band and I’ve heard them play some Dave Matthews Band stuff.  In my opinion, it’s just not Dave Matthews Band without a fiddle.  Which I (gratuitiously) mentioned to my neighbor.  He said they had a gig set up at Northshore Country Club a couple weeks later.  Did I want to sit in?  Um, yes, I wanted to sit in.  I was dying to rock that fiddle.

Did you know Fender makes electric violins?  I didn’t either until I went to Island Music.  I was desperate for something that could be heard over the singer, lead guitar, bass, drumset, horn, sax, and keyboard of my neighbor’s band.  That’s some serious noise.  Anyway, I “accidentally” bought the Fender electric violin and joined the band.

We had our first gig last Saturday for 220 people at Northshore Country Club.  We played outside so, if you remember the weather from last Saturday, the gig involved occasional tarps and mad dashes to the clubhouse.  You can see water marks on the knees of my jeans from climbing up and down from the stage.  But, we rocked, in my “humble” opinion.  And I didn’t fall off the stage.  I did trip on a cord, but the sax player was there to catch me. (Thanks, Mark.)

So, now I gotta say: You need a fiddle in your band.  That’’s a statement, not a question.  I’ll be waiting for your call.

Adria

PS: Thanks Bill Eisenbarth.

*Best Nights of My Life

1. Birth of my son

2. Gig at Northshore

3. Birth of my other son

4. Trip to Ikea in February 2007

5. Trip to Ikea in July 2009

6. My wedding

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Paintings For Sale

GageysaleHere’s my little guy busy at work at his Art Stand.  He was inspired by our neighbors, who hosted a successful Lemonade stand last week.  He and his brother sat in the yard and watched cars stop and give the neighbors money for lukewarm Kool-Aid.  It seemed like magic.  Money for nothing?!   My kids like money.  They instantly started begging to have a sale themselves.  Kool-Aid was not an option: we don’t have any Kool-Aid.  They wanted to sell their broken toys: that seemed less than classy to me.

I wanted to come up with something that actually helped them understand entrepreneurship.  Selling broken toys (that technically belonged to ME) didn’t teach them much about the marketplace.  So I suggested they create something on their own to sell.  My oldest son immediately lost interest.  He’s not my most imaginitive.  That’s ok.  But Gage, my youngest son, was captivated.  He immediately set to work with watercolors and glitter glue and created over 15 works of art.  He’s an amazing artist, if I do say so myself.  I just love to watch him as he loses himself in the worlds he creates in his artwork.  He loves it.  People say to him “Maybe you’ll be an artist when you grow up.”  He always replies the same way.  Gives them a  puzzled look and says “I’m already an artist.”

 

So, Gage set up his stand and started offering his art to passers-by.  He thought 10 cents was a fair price.  I talked him up to 25 cents.  He sold about 8 paintings the first evening.  He sat out there for almost 2 hours, looking expectantly at each car that passed.  I couldn’t stop watching him from the window.  Pretty soon, my oldest son started to wonder just what he had passed up.  He tried to go sell a handful of Matchbox cars alongside his brother.  But, the creativity conoisseurs in our neighborhood weren’t interested in Matchbox cars.  They know art when they see it.

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Mighty Gift-Giver

It’s been a summer of Birthday Parties!  My boys have been invited to party after party.  It’s great.  But, 30 minutes before the party, I remember the present.  “No problem!” you say, “You own a toy store!”  Well, yes and no.  My oldest son is 8.  Mom and Pop Place is birthday-gift-central for one and two year olds.  For 8 year olds, it’s a little trickier.  I stroll my aisles and see tons of things my sons would like.  But my sons are………unique

So, multiple times this summer, I have turned to an old favorite: the mighty tow truckMighty Builder Construction Set from Melissa and Doug.  Have you seen these?  I LOVE them.  You get all the tools and wooden parts you need to build your very own cool vehicle.  We have the fire truck and garbage truck and the tow truck.  My son got one last Christmas and he loves displaying the race car that he built himself.

It’s been the summer of Mighty Builder Birthdays.

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My Thistle Victory Garden

I’m proud to say that today I found a thistle plant in my yard that was 7 feet tall.  It was nestled up against a shrub where it escaped 3 months of ruthless months weed-pulling.  It’s a mighty specimen, as thick as my arm. Not my upper arm (which is pretty thick and not a little jiggly), but my forearm.  I left it there, partly out of respect for its growth and partly because I will need to find a saw to get it down.  All my corn died, but I sure can grow thistles.  “Knee-high by the Fourth of July”?  Ha!  Take that!

 

Adria

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Sasquatch is a boy.

We have a bunch of hens in our backyard.  One of my favorites is a gangly Rhode Island Red named Sasquatch.  Actually, she was named Chocolate, but she was so big and her feet were so huge that we started calling her Sasquatch. 

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Seriously, this bird looked like a velociraptor.  Huge feet, long neck, gangly walk.  It was charming.  The funniest thing was that she was a total push-over.  The other birds would steal her food and chase her away from the water.  She’s only a few months old, so she’s still immature and shy.  We figured she’d find her voice soon enough.

Well, she found her voice alright.  This morning at the crack of dawn, she started cock-a-doodle-doo-ing.  Like a rooster.  Like the rooster she is.  Sasquatch is a boy.  We suspected something was up.  But the farmer we got her from said she was a girl.  Was he trustworthy?  I don’t know.  He had a lot of chickens.  My husband even sexed her.  “Sexed her” as in examined her gender not “sexed her” as in, well, you know…..  Anyway, my husband is a doctor at the VA and he said she’s a girl.  Who’s gonna arugue with a government doctor?  (Lesson: Don’t go to the VA for chicken-sexing services.)

So, I loved ‘Squatch when I thought she was the world’s ugliest hen.  Now that she’s just another immature rooster, I don’t know what to think.  First of all, he/she has to go.  No roosters allowed in the city.  (Thanks, Jake.)  By the time you read this, we will have “found her a nice farm to live on for the rest of her life”.  Either literally or figuratively.  Maybe we’ll take her back to the farmer who sold her to us.  Maybe we’ll slow-roast her at 375 with a little butter, garlic, and rosemary up under her skin and dilled new potatoes fresh from the garden.  Not that I’ve really thought about it.

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Meet “Lucy”

The Ramos family has a new Famly Truckster!  We got a new car.  Actually, it’s 10 years old.  But, that’s new to us.  And its the closest we’ve ever been to owning a car made in this millineum.  We got a Subaru Outback Wagon.  It has awesome features we’ve never had before.  Trailer hitch!  Hatch-back trunk!  Air-conditioning!  Unfortunately, it also has some not so awesome features we have had before. Stick shift!  Crappy cup-holders!  Scratched driver’s door!  Oh well.  I really like it.  I already named her Lucy.  I don’t know why.  That’s just her name.  She joins the fleet of rusty Japanese cars in our driveway: Jane (Honda) and Shiloh’s-Unnamed-White-Car (Nissan).  We may actually park one of the cars in the garage now.  That’ll be a first too.  I’ll keep you posted. 

 

Adria

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