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Fancy (A Flint Update)

Wow, who knew we still had a blog? I guess we decided to hibernate for the winter but it’s time to peek out (man it’s sunny out there!) and give a little update.

Let’s just cut to the chase and talk about the most important Flint. The one you all come here to hear about…Mr. Pickles. We know he’s the main attraction and, honestly, we totally understand why. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Over the past several months he’s shot up like a string bean and can reach wayyyyy too many things in the house now. Nothing, I repeat nothing, is safe. The cats are all happy they can climb high atop their cat tree, but the dogs, well, they aren’t so lucky. Mr. P has recently professed his love for sweet Willa and she’s not too sure what to make of her new shadow.

He’s a talking machine now, too, and is entering the “Why?” and “How’d that happen?” phase of his little life. We do our best to explain things to the little man but sometimes it’s easiest to just say “Because that’s how Batmanย does it” and call it a day.

Batman Slippers

Another crazy milestone is that X-man is totally potty trained (cue the music and confetti) and he pretty much trained himself. Russ and I know he could have been trained earlier but we made the conscious choice to let him go at his own pace. With the help of No More Diapers for Ducky, talking to him about the big boy potty, and Nina Needs to Go, one day Xion proclaimed he was ready to use the bathroom all on his own and hasn’t stopped since. It was pretty much the easiest process ever and he only had 2 little accidents after that. He’s completely into his Jake and McQueen chones now and we are ridiculously proud parents.

And how about me and Russ? Well, we can’t compete with Mr. Pickles in milestones, but we have been busy, too. I’ve resumed my writing business and taken on new clients and have even started a YA novel about a young girl named Xavia. I took a trip to New Orleans and listened to some great music, drank way too much Purple Haze, and got lost until 1 a.m.ย and stumbled upon Cafe Du Monde.

As for Russ, well, when I asked him what he wanted to let you all know, he said to let you know he’s alive. Good to know, babe, good to know. ๐Ÿ˜‰ He is happy cruising around our new car, though, a Ford Explorer who he has fondly dubbed the Death Bringer. Sure makes this mama feels safe that he carts around our 3-year-old in a vehicle with that moniker.

In other news, we’ve fallen in love with Bill Maher, Silicon Valley, and Iggy Azalea. It’s like we are 40 and 14 all at once. Oh, and we are moving across town with the help of Nana and Papa Flint in the next month or so. Goodbye to that lengthy commute to Trader Joe’s to get goodies and get to the nicerย movie theater. Priorities, people, priorities.

So, that’s about it for this lazy Sunday. We’ll leave you with Mr. Pickles latest favorite song. You know, because he’s so fancy…

 

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Mr. Pickles the Builder

Xion has been showing off his many talents lately. Not only is he a master at juicing now, but he’s also getting quite handy with the tools and loves to help daddy put things together. He was REALLY excited today when his new bookshelf arrived.

Hold 'er steady, daddy!

Hold ‘er steady, daddy!

We never decked out his room when he was a baby but it’s finally coming together as a little boy room now. Posters of his favorite comic book characters are on the walls and now he has a place to put his dozens of books that won’t collapse on him (that’s what we get for shopping at Wal-Mart…never again).

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The Littlest Juicer

Thanks to Kris Carr’s Crazy Sexy Diet, we started juicing late last year. Never again do we need to worry about how to get our daily intake of greens because we just juice them up, baby!

Besides the fact that the juice is uber good for our bodies, we love that a certain mini Flint loves juice, too. This mommy and daddy get spinach and kale in their toddler in a snap. Slurp!

And now that he’s gotten a little older, he wants to be right where the action is and helps us make our daily juices.

He'll be making his own recipes in no time.

He’ll be making his own recipes in no time.

Just in case you were wondering, here’s one of our favorite recipes so you can make a juice of your own. ๐Ÿ˜€

The Blair

1 green apple
1 1/2 cup green grapes
2 cups tightly packed spinach
1 orange
6 stalks celery
1 large cucumber

Juice and enjoy.

Definitely Mr. Pickles approved!

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A Badbye — When a Goodbye Has a Frown

Like so many others around the world, we’ve said our goodbyes to 2012. As I mentioned in our last post, 2012 definitely had some great times, but for the most part we are ready to see it in the rearview. And that feels really good — so is that what it means to have a “good” bye?

So what about when waving bye doesn’t really feel all that good? I mean, not really? Does that mean we get to call it a badbye?

As we move out of 2012, I have one of those sadbyes — perhaps one of the biggest sadbyes I’ve ever experienced in my life. But I think I’m getting ahead of myself…

Toward the end of Woztober, us two and a half Flints boarded a plane headed for good ol’ Ohio. Autumn was in the air and there were promises of trick or treating, hot apple cider, pumpkin patches, Grandma’s homecookin’, bonfires, and lots of time with family we don’t get to see nearly enough.

where's mickey's seatbelt mama?

Where’s mickey’s seatbelt, mama?

daddy providing in-flight avengers themed entertainment.

Daddy providing in-flight avengers themed entertainment.

The plane trip to Cincy was uneventful and Mr. P has become quite the pro at traveling. This mama still sits up straighter when getting complimented on how well-behaved her baby is in the air. Thank goodness they don’t see him at 1:45 p.m. on any given day before he’s gotten his nap because that can be a totally different story…

We got to spend the first few days at Dave’s getting to watch lots of fun TV and eat lots of good food. And of course we made time to find a park for Xion to run around. Dave took us to one with a huge play area, so naturally Mr. Pickles was more interested in the picnic tables. ๐Ÿ˜‰

He picked a flower for mommy. See his little shadow in the background of the photo??

the little things...

the little things…

someone is still getting the hang of the foot shot. LOL

someone is still getting the hang of the foot shot. LOL

Then it was time to head north to D-Town!

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zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

More food, more family, lots more fun! Aunt Deedle and Uncle Eric hosted a big party for us with all of the above!

Xion’s cousin, Faith, shows him the ropes when it comes to blowing dandelion seeds into the air.

she's a pro

she’s a pro!

Grandpa Gato holds Mr. Pickles’ plate as he chows down some yummy cake because he already knows those ropes.

Good stuff, Grandpa!

Good stuff, Grandpa!

Xion returns the favor to Faith by showing her the ins and the outs of his iPad. Uncle Dave is happy to assist.

Modern musicians in the making.

Modern musicians in the making.

And we’ll just have to settle for this as the best bonfire family pic of the night. ๐Ÿ˜€

Flints!

Flints!

Unfortunately, Mr. Pickles didn’t get to Trick-or-Treat like he’d hoped because a certain presidential candidate came to town and called the whole thing off (karma got him for it), but Grandpa Gato made sure he got to get dressed up and head to a party anyway!

Grampy Gato and Captain America

Grampy Gato and Captain America

Is that a pickle?

Is that a pickle?

Like all our trips to Ohio, this one flew by. Seven days really isn’t a lot of time when we only see my side of the family a few times a year, but this time was a particularly hard one for me when we left.

You see, this was the last time I was ever going to be in the house I grew up in. Pop and Maria are retiring this year and planting retirement roots in Texas (although I hear New Mexico has much better weather *hint hint*).

Yep, the very last time I’d be in the house I grew up in. That’s a lot to take in all at once and I’m getting teary eyed writing this because there are so many memories there AND it’s the last of the three houses Pappy Delgado helped build that will officially leave the family. I know I’m all grown up now and have a family and new home of my own, but there’s a bit of a sadness inside as I let go of a piece of my childhood. My “home” is no longer going to be my home anymore. The next time I go to Defiance (and I’m not entirely sure when that will be), I won’t be sleeping in my old bedroom anymore.

So I’m taking a deep breath and saying a bit of a sadbye. I know it’s the right time for everyone to move on to new phases in their lives, no matter how hard it is to let go sometimes. Whether that be a year, a relationship, or a home…sometimes saying goodbye is just, well, bad.

There are a lot of memories in this little brick house on High Street. The good, the bad, the fun, the sad, the tears, the laughter, the joy — I won’t forget any of it and it will always live in myย our hearts. We now say…badbye. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

One last family photo of the High Street Gang. xoxo

One last family photo of the High Street Gang. xoxo

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A Very Long December

We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this latest update.

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So here’s the thing — December is sort of a hard month for me in general (I’m totally going to stop narrating this blog referring to Woz and Russ as if we all didn’t know I’m writing it, okay? Okay. *smile*). Anniversaries of bad news, suicides, lost loved ones. It’s sort of one of those months that I always want to just sleep through. Yet, it always seems to pop up after November anyway. Persistant little thing, that December.

December seems to be the month where I feel like I have so much to say and so very little to say all at the same time. I’ve just learned to roll with it, to be honest.

A few days ago, I walked into our home office and I saw Russ looking at this blog. He was clicking through old posts — looking at pictures, smiling at the different phases of our little Mr. Pickles (is he seriously going to be 2 in just a couple of months?!). And I realized that I don’t come here much anymore. I think about it. I even try to snap a photo or two specifically to post here…but then I just don’t make it back.

It didn’t really take me long to realize why.

This year has sort of been what I would call a very long December.

Don’t get me wrong. This year has created some amazing memories and, overall, the Familia Flint is a very happy one.

I’ve used this space to share our happiest times — lots of smiles, lots of laughter. But this year has had a little bit more than our fair share of sadness and tears.

If you happen to read my other blog, you know by now that I’ve been struggling with managing depression for the majority of this year. In fact, I’ve actually been on a leave of absence from work since January. That’s not the sort of thing that feels like a warm and fuzzy family blog post, ya know?

Dear ol’ depression has affected Russ and me in huge ways, tested our marriage to it’s very core (we keep coming out on top, thankyouverymuch), and we keep on moving forward — together. It’s a continuous work in progress.

Then came the big computer corporation company “work force reduction” of 2012. Work force reduction is the nice way of saying “thanks for playing the game, folks, but goodbye.” And just like that, on a Tuesday in June, Russ came home to let me know that he no longer had a job. Again, not the thing I’d come rushing to the keyboard to press publish on in lightning speed.

Turns out that it’s not as easy as taking a pill to remedy the fact that my brain and emotions go awry to the point that I can’t easily function at a good ol’ 9 to 5. Turns out it’s not as easy as updating your LinkedIn profile and sending out application after application every single day to get a new job. Turns out it’s not always lots of smiles and laughter.

But through it all, we continue to push forward.

Every night when Russ and I go to bed we tell each other our favorite part of the day. It’s not always easy to think of a favorite part — especially when it’s been a particularly difficult day. Yet, we always manage to find at least one good thing. And just this week (as money is beginning to get tighter and tighter) we’ve started to tell each other one thing we were grateful for or appreciated in the day. This helps put things in perspective and many times can provide that smile that may have been M.I.A. just a few minutes earlier.

Yesterday we were grateful for a sunny afternoon in Old Town…

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grateful.

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c’mon. how can we NOT smile when we have this guy?

So yes, it’s been one “very long December” and literally the darkest day of the year is almost upon us. But soon after, the days will become brighter…and I have to believe our days will, too.

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Darth Vader, Comics, and a Bear (Oh, My!)

We’ve been a bit slow on the bloggin’. Let’s just say that Mr. Pickles learning to walk was a real game changer in the Flint house. Trying to keep up with that little man is truly a full time gig — leaving much less time for writing. That’s okay, though, because we are livin’ it up and having fun and that’s really what it’s all about, right? ๐Ÿ˜‰

Having missed the inaugural ABQ comic expo last year, we decided we weren’t going to miss this year’s for anything. Okay, more like a $5 admission special was on Groupon, but we DID want to go.

Russ was in comic heaven having never been to a comic con before. He walked around with stars in his eyes (Woz’s favorite part of the whole event). Oh, the sights to see!

Welcome to the dark side!

Let’s get this baby up to 88 mph!

To the Bat Cave!

And while the ABQ comic con wasn’t large compared to others, it sure had enough to keep us busy. Yes, Russ still had stars in his eyes. ๐Ÿ˜€

Russ’ version of a candy store.

The highlight for Woz was getting to meet Adam Baldwin of Firefly fame. Or, if you’re like her brother, Dave, you’d have a soft spot for Baldwin from the 1980s goody, My Bodyguard. (Linderman!!)

Unfortunately, we weren’t able to take photos with him, but Woz did snag his autograph.

Shiny, indeed! ๐Ÿ˜€

Love this spin on the show!

Burn the land and boil the sea…

Not bad for our very first comic con adventure. ๐Ÿ˜€

Cheeeese!

That’s all folks!

Oh wait, there was talk of a bear wasn’t there?

That night Mr. Pickles was all tucked in and we were watching TV. Out of nowhere Russ says “I think Xion needs a giant teddy bear.” Mom agreed wholeheartedly with dad on that one.

So the next day…

Mr. Pickles thought it was a great idea, too!

Safety first for Berry Flint!

The whole gang had a great time outside when we got home.

Weeeeeee!

Yep, he fit right in.

Even Dewey agreed.

Best lap in the house.

He’s everyone’s new BFF. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Xion’s Surgery

From the day he was born, we knew our little man was going to need a minor surgery before he was a year old. There’s been a lot of anxiety waiting for this to take place (parents worry!) but it’s all said and done now (yay!) and all went really well!

Xion is pretty much the bravest baby in the whole world and was happy and smiling as he was prepped for surgery. This made everyone in pediatrics smile as well. His happiness is contagious!

Giddy up, Daddy!

I got the giggles! hee hee hee

I'm getting tired, Mommy.

Just kidding, I'm totally wired!

Shortly after this, they took our little boy back to surgery. This is the first time since leaving the hospital when he was born that he wasn’t with us or family. Both of us wanted to cry as our little boy headed back without us, but we secretly wanted to be strong for the other one. It was a really long two hours after that until everything was done. We couldn’t wait to see him. Everything went just as it should and for that we are extremely grateful.

Resting and recovering. *love*

Can we get lunch at Flying Star after this, Mommy and Daddy?

It really didn’t take long for Mr. Pickles to be back to his happy, smiley self. The nurse taking care of him fell in love and carried him just outside the recovery room to brag to the other nurses that she got the “cute, happy baby” that morning. ๐Ÿ˜€ Yes, that’s our boy!

Driver, get me home! I need to nap in my own comfy bed!

So we headed home and before we knew it, Xion was full speed ahead again. You’d seriously never even know he had surgery because he was crawling all over the place like normal. It was NOT easy getting our guy to try and relax. He just doesn’t know the meaning of the word. Let’s hope it’s a long, long, LONG time before he has to ever do anything like this again.

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