Grant and the Beantstalk :)

Last night Grant had his second play of the year, Jack and the Beanstalk. He did great as the giant and had a wonderful stage presence! I was so proud, as usual. I didn't cry this time. We had lots of family support. Wes and Imo, Janie and Lauren and Sam, Paul, Christy and Nigel all came. While I missed Mom tremendously (she loved his last performance), it was a true blessing to have such supportive family and friends for G. (PS- Stephen had to work and Aidan was with his Mom. They were sad to miss it and sent good luck wishes).

Radioactive

Last night Grant was in his room for awhile being quiet (odd), so I checked in on him. He was listening to Imagine Dragons "Radioactive" and writing down every word to the song so he could sing it. He would stop the song every few seconds and write down the words. I was impressed. So here is his preliminary work:

Grant being Grant

Here's Grant doing what he does best. Entertaining.

Thornhill Game Day

Back in the swing of things, we went to Pearl's for brunch and I came up with a rather ridiculous idea. I suggested we all pretend to have a different name for the entire day and if you called someone by their real name, you had to put your thumb on your forehead for 5 seconds.

I had a long night. I wasn't all there on Sunday morning. Hence, the ridiculous game.

The boys loved it. Here are names:

Grant was Tubuscus (some guy on the internet he follows that I nothing of)
Aidan was Pootie Pie (some character from some show I know nothing of)
Stephen was Rod Tidwell (from Jerry Maguire*)
I was Phoebe (from Friend's)

*I somehow or another in my "still not over the night before mindset" sent Stephen the link for Jerry Maguire when Rod asks Jerry to SHOW HIM THE MONEY. This clip went played over and over again all day Sunday while Tubuscus and Pootie Pie chased a rabbit at my Mom's house while I was attempting to clean out things, to no avail again.

He doens't like the sun in his eyes, so I gave him my shades.

Not sure on this one... They both were in a very silly mood.

This has nothing to do with Sunday Fun Day. This was Saturday
night go to a charity event and make Ashley nervous all day about it.
We had fun. I was worried for nothing. As usual.

Recent Photos

Hi.

I went through my phone this morning avoiding work and probate requirements. I am not a procrastinator, usually. Just today. And likely will get back to things after this post.

I realized I had several pictures in my phone I meant to make blog posts of. I decided against the Christmas ones. Too sad for me and it's Valentine's Day anyway.

So in no particular order, here you go:

Not going to watch after he heard the sound of the saw.
I don't blame him.

Changed his mind. He wanted to make
sure she did it correctly and did not saw his
arm in half.

This is how Grant signs his name into the aftercare
program at school.

And here's my favorite boys cooking dinner
for me.

Mini Post

I have been overloaded with too much stuff but thought I would try and get back to somewhat of a normal life and get back to my blog, which has been neglected. I kind of lost the will to do anything, really.

Given that, here are a few random photos.

Grant and I were hanging out on the couch and somehow or another, he ended up with underwear on his head. He thought it was hysterical.

Stephen started his new job as Vice President of Consulting for TEEMCO this week. He wears a suit like nobody's business. Just the most handsome man in the world.

We got the cat a new toy that makes him go bananas. Uncle Dave recommended it. I highly suggest you get one for your Kitty.

And then there is G with Mitty. He loves that cat. Almost wears him like a shirt half the time.

Momma

I haven't had much to say lately. I lost my sweet Mom and blogging is the last thing I feel like doing. So for now, here is her obituary. That's so weird to write. We lost a great soul too soon. I miss you, Mom.

Sept 4, 1952 - Dec 30, 2013 OKLAHOMA CITY Nancy Lou Lewis, Oklahoma City, died suddenly Monday, December 30 in the comfort of her home. She was born September 4, 1952, to Cecil and Lucy Lewis in Ardmore, Oklahoma, where she attended Ardmore High School. She later attended the University of Texas. She is survived by her only daughter, Ashley Thornhill, of Oklahoma City; son-in-law, Stephen Thornhill; grandson, Grant Ehret; sister, Dixie Galloway; brother-in-law, Richard Galloway; brother, James Lewis; sister-in-law, Linda Eicher; all of Elizabeth, New Jersey; along with many loving nieces and nephews and their wonderful children, whom she adored immensely. She was active in business, her true passion and talent. She became an entrepreneur first with Shoe Biz company in Oklahoma City in the 1970s and later owned and operated a business in southwest Oklahoma City with her former husband, Don Monroe. She moved forward in her career, working in real estate and business management for Galloway and Lewis Exploration. She attended the Westminster Presbyterian Church in Oklahoma City for many years and enjoyed working in the church garden in her free time. Nancy will be remembered for many wonderful things. She had a tremendous sense of style and class. She was lively and had a way of lighting up any room she entered. She was a wonderful daughter to her parents throughout their lives, devoting the latter part of her years to their care, which she did impeccably. She was a sweet and full-of-life mother and grandmother to her daughter and grandsons. Her love of travel, life and family will always be cherished and never forgotten. Her memory will be honored on Monday, January 6 at the Hahn Cook funeral home at 2 p.m.

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Forgetful Fairies and Cake Decorating

Despite the ice storm, I managed to keep busy and complete grocery shopping before the mad rush. No one shops during an ice storm. Brilliant!

My brilliance was tested on Sunday morning when the tooth fairy *apparently* forgot to leave money under G's pillow.

Nothing like being dead asleep and having your son wake you up crying because the fairy didn't come. Dumb fairy....

Alas, I was able to *locate* her gift on the tree with the explanation that during Christmas, if a child looses a tooth, the tooth is to be kept by the child and the money is hidden in an envelope on the Christmas tree filled with glitter.

Whoosh. Problem solved.

Then I had coffee and relaxed that the fairy crisis had been adverted.

Next up was Christmas for the kids at Kristie and Eric's. We had a great brunch and the kids enjoyed their gifts and completely ignored us until they went outside and sledded on the ice covered lawn.

Aidan went off with his Mom to his Uncle's and G and I went home and made Jesus's birthday cake. He read the directions and made the whole cake. He's becoming a geat little chef...until he looses interest and then bails and runs out of the kitchen saying thanks, Mom, for finishing that up for me. Little turkey.

The magical glittered filled envelope from the Tooth Fairy.

The kids before opening their gifts at Kristie's.

After gift opening. Totally not interested in us anymore.

Decorating in full force.

Ta Da!

Happy Birthday, Jesus!

Nita and Make Believe

Grant and I stopped by Juanita's on Sunday to take her a mini tree and her Christmas present. It's always so nice to visit her. The minute you walk in her house you feel peace and love. And Grant raids her candy bowl and fridge and stuffs himself silly. She always has V8's for me and coke's for G...not to mention cookies, ice cream and his favorite crackers. Her years with me and now with Grant can not be cherished enough and our love for her cannot be described in words. She's taken care of our family for so long. And, she looks FABULOUS for 92 years young, as she would say.

And then there's the boys below. Doing what they do. Some make believe game. Every day there is a new game with a new twist. Once again, no shrits. Looks like Aidan has picked up on G's trend.....

Grant and Juanita

"My" Nita, as we refer to her. I never liked to
share her with anyone else.

The boys in usual some form of battle mode.

The cowboy hat adds a nice touch, G.

Project Two Done!

Grant's next project was over the Olypmics. He chose track as his event to report on. I had him type out everything he could since he can't write and I cut out the pictures and he glued them on. Good team work. His oral presentation was great at home, hopefully he'll do well at school too. He gets a little nervous. I do too!

Second project of the year complete!

An Email From Santa Clause

The Cast Finale!

Tuesday I was fianlly able to get G an appointment with an orthopedist. I actually had to call in a few favors from good old Dr. Poynor to get this child taken care of. Grant went with a pink cast, for Breast Cancer Awareness (no idea). We stopped and got pizza and then zipped by Michael's to get cast sigining sharpies and materials for his upcoming project on the Olympics. (when I say "his" I mean that loosely. He can't write or cut, so he typed and I did the rest). Poor guy. He can, however, miraculously play video games. In fact, the doc asked him to play lots to help keep his fingers moving and blood flowing. His next phase of therapy is a splint and then on to dish washing, again, to keep the blood flowing and strengthen the wrist. Pretty smart doc. Dr. Emerson, in case you need a broken bone doc. He was AWESOME.

Here's G getting the final cast placed. He did great.

We went to Hideaway afterwards for pizza therapy.

Yes, I made him pose in front of the Christmas tree with his
cast. Memories, okay?

More memories. No judgements, please.
Come on. How cute is that face?

My sweet little boy. I'm so proud of him and surviving his first
"Buckle Fracture of his Ulna and Radius".

Wednsday Through Friday Morning

Last week was a mess. Weather was weird and G broke his wrist playing with the neighbor boys. G and jumped in the Camry and headed to the ER in the snow and ice covered streets. The good news for the boys was school was cancelled on Friday and they could play all day. Sort of. G winged it.

Wednesday. Grant signs his name into aftercare
Grant/Cool Guy. That's how they page him to come to
the office when I pick him up.

Thursday. Work let out early. Took me an hour to get home.
It usually takes 12 minutes. No fun.

Thursday night. Sleep over foiled by broken wrist.

Waiting in the ER for Xrays of G's right wrist.
My poor little boy.

THursday later night. Temporary cast being placed.

Thursday night later later. Cast in place. Shirt had to be removed.
Poor little guy froze with just his coat on half of his body.

Fractured Radius and Ulna. Learning our
bones and where they are the hard way.

Friday. Never thought I'd be giving G a bath again.
Brought back memories.

Christmas Decorating and a little Fuzzy's on the side

My Fuzzy's partner. The tacos are "delish"
according to G. I agree! Our new favorite
place.

Putting up the the tree and G stopped and read this
entire little ABC book ornament I got from Wes and Imo
in 1982. I love old deocrations that have stories to be told
about each one.

I must have taken 50 pictures of the boys decorating the tree.
They so enjoyed it. And G is still in his no shirt phase. I keep
waiting for this phase to end. I promise he wears clothes outside the house.

The final product......

Ahhhhhh! I had to take this off. My OCD just couldn't
take the off balance of this creation. Neither could the Kitty.
He's a little bit ornament obsessed. Okay, a lot. It is pretty
entertaining to watch him play.

Pole Position

Stephen was so kind and sent me off to get my nails done and when I finshed up, I found the boys out and about. I met up with them at Pole Position, a mini race car track indoors. They both had a blast. I was nervous for him, but he really did a great job driving. Stephen wasn't so shabby himself. I did not race. I stayed safely behind the gates, thank you very much.

Photo bomber Grant. I was trying to capture
Stephen before his race.

Ready to roll out!

Epic Captain is the name he choose
for himself. First place on round one.

The Fox and Santa

Well, I broke down yesterday and pulled out all the Christmas decorations. I've been re-organizing closets and shelves and decided that it really wasn't fun doing that so I put on my boots and headed out to the garage in the snow.

I usually wait for Thanksgiving to be over, but the snow and Christmas songs on teh radio threw me off. And we all know once I get an idea in my head, stay out of the way.

I am waiting on the tree, though. Until Saturday.

The boys (Aidan, Grant, Beckett and Matt) played outside and inside all day. The snow had piled so high on our porch you could sled off of it. They had a blast bringing in wet shoes and clothes all day.....

The weather on Sunday was questionable.
Even the geese were headed somewhere else.
Slowly, I might add. They all made it safely.

We drove in the driveway on Saturday and this came on.
It immediately sent me into Christmas mode and soon
thereafter the decorations came out of the garage.

G loves this song. But not enough to stop
drinking his "pink" smoothie (shake).

Still a work in progress. I'm taking down the boa.
It's not Christmasy enough. More garland and lights.
I'm sure Stephen will be thrilled....

The old Santa Head still in tact.

The newest creature. It reminded me of Dad.