tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83225853245853161832024-03-13T11:25:25.288-07:00The Tucker ClanMariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.comBlogger157125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-37487411444623422512014-08-28T17:06:00.002-07:002014-08-28T17:07:48.176-07:00Summer is OverWith an old and extremely slow computer, blogging has been pushed to the side for now. We're recovering from an extremely exciting summer where both Eric and I were home together for 2 months. And we're still married!<br />
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We welcomed "Iggy" into the family. She's our 26 foot trailer R/V. We drove her to mammoth and had an amazing trip. My new/used car, "Agnes," managed to pull her all the way to and from up to 10,000 feet. Yep, we name our vehicles.<br />
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Luke started Kindergarten yesterday (I am still in shock about that one), Claire began third grade, and Zac is a "too-cool-for-school" fifth grader. Sara started her sophomore year a few weeks ago and we haven't heard a peep from her since. We take that as a good sign. She's almost 16! As usual, time flies.<br />
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Eric and I also went back to school. So far my exciting moments have been the girl who won't sit and just stares at me for about 20 minutes before she decides to "join the group" and "act like a student." One little guy didn't make it to the restroom in time, but another just decided to drop his pants in the middle of the playground and water the tree. A first in my 10 years, 2 days at Vista.<br />
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Eric has his last hour off at school and is able to pick up the kids 2 times a week. That's new and exciting and so far he's done it once. Hopefully he'll continue to do so. ;)<br />
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Claire ended up staying the night with a friend. I picked her up in the morning for a birthday pedicure with her Oma and big sister, Sara.<br />
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The Tucker family came over that night for a family party. We ate, played, and danced. Again, it was really fun!<br />
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One of Claire's best girl friends from her soccer team, Erin, has a birthday 3 days after Claire's. Her mother and I thought of the brilliant plan to join forces and have a party together. So the "Stars" went ahead and had their usual Friday night soccer practice. Afterward, we transported all 10 of the girls to Erin's house to change into dance party clothes. Some college students were there to do hair and makeup. <br />
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The girls danced and sang Karoke in a room full of balloons, a fog machine, a stage, and colored lights. They ended the evening swimming, zip-lining, and jumping on the trampoline in the rain.<br />
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Seriously, the best party ever. Not sure how we can top it next year.<br />
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This is all typical of our Claire. She is our "go-getter." Every day she wakes up and asks, "What are we doing today?" She loves being active and spending time with friends and family. Her energy is contagious. We kind of think she's great. :)<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-90945600686575254042013-12-29T13:43:00.001-08:002013-12-29T18:27:00.146-08:00A Year in ReviewIf I squint and strain I can almost remember back to January 2013. I think that is because the last 6 months have been packed full of awesomeness, it made the previous 6 less memorable.<br />
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The highlights (in no particular order)are: moving to Claremont, a trip with friends to Palm Springs, moving to Claremont, an amazing trip to Lawrence, Kansas, and moving to Claremont.<br />
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Thanksgiving 2013 was the best ever. (No offense to those whom we've spent the last many with because they are always special.) Flying on a plane without a stroller or diapers to deal with felt amazing. Then a week of pure joy, food, drink, and lots of fun away from home was incredible! It was cold, crisp, and clear; weather we rarely see. A trip to Allen Field House to see the KU volleyball team and hear the KU fight song and Alma Mater performed, ranks high on the list of memorable moments. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UC7UCzs7kCE/UsCXTIpESKI/AAAAAAAAG1I/BjXcsdFk9BI/s1600/Allen+Field+House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UC7UCzs7kCE/UsCXTIpESKI/AAAAAAAAG1I/BjXcsdFk9BI/s320/Allen+Field+House.jpg" /></a></div>Then of course the great company and the many hours spent with cousins jumping in the trampoline was perfect. I have to say that Thanksgiving Day at Ron and Elaine Schmidt's home (Susan's parents) with 40ish people ranging in age from a new baby to a 92 year old, was straight out of a movie. Picture a beautiful home, a place setting for every one of those people, 16 kids running amok, every different kind of food you can imagine, drinks, KU basketball on TV, a white elephant exchange, YouTube video hilarity, more kids running amok, and more drinks. I was in heaven. Thanks to the Schmidts, the Rocks, and especially Mark, Susan, Andrew, and Thomas!<br />
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Yesterday Eric and I played a soccer game with our entire family and a few others. I can barely move today. I never make resolutions, but this year mine is this: Get up and move around for things that are fun, like playing with my kids. I plan on jumping on the trampoline, playing some more soccer(!), and walking the dogs. A short list but I think I can handle it.<br />
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Happy New Year. 2014 here we go!<br />
Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-17640825196970342013-11-04T19:02:00.001-08:002013-11-04T19:02:22.613-08:00 A DecadeI get my daily eye roll in when I sign in to Facebook to read yet another parent's lengthy post reflecting on how "<i>blank</i> years ago our family was blessed when <i>blank</i> was born..." Well, I'm feeling a little like those parent's today, yet I'm resisting the urge write a novel about it on FB.;)<br />
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Yes, 10 years ago today, Zachary made his first appearance. Saturday night we celebrated with 8 of his closest friends at <a href="http://www.skyzone.com/">Sky Zone</a> (trampoline park). Sunday morning he wrote each of those friends a thank you note without a complaint. That afternoon he got to enjoy the new Xbox 360 that his birthday money allowed him to buy. Today he took cookies to class. None of this appears to be a big deal to him, but it is to me. He's my first. I love that he's a self starter, that he has amazing friends, and that he takes really good care of himself and his siblings. For the record some of his favorite things right now are Minecraft, Minecraft, soccer, making odd faces in pictures, talking on the phone at length, and Minecraft. Did I mention he likes Minecraft?<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-18435048021641505862013-09-06T19:17:00.000-07:002013-09-06T19:17:03.057-07:00CheersIt's 2 weeks into the new school year and I'm exhausted. I'm working full time for the first time in 7 years. I'm hoping the feeling of being hit by a truck every night will pass. I'm not complaining, just commenting. I realize how lucky I have been to do the 2 things I love so much at the same time. <br />
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Anyway, I'm on beer #2 and reflecting on the 24 precious darlings who have been left under my care. First there is M who I have to physically remove from his father (who speaks no English and looks like he may burst into tears and I frustratingly can't communicate with him :/) every morning. Then we endure a few minutes of screaming and kicking until his father has left the campus and M can go to the office since he's scaring the rest of the class. Then there is J who is adorable and sweet but not so much when she is whimpering all day while clutching a photograph of her family. And no, she didn't go to preschool. I know you're surprised. A special shout out to E who among so many super cute moments decided to sit in the middle of the wet soccer field and cry until I walked all the way in sandals through the (did I mention?) tall, wet grass to help her stand up and walk to class. She was mad that she was last in line. Life is hard. Then there is G. I'm actually genuinely in love with this guy. Unfortunately I'm not qualified to do anything but love him. He has Down Syndrome, he's nonverbal, and in diapers. I know what you're thinking. I'm so lucky. But truly I am. All of them are only 5 years old (babies!) and have only been with me for 7 days. I have 173 more to realize their potential. Help!<br />
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I feel inspired that my own children are doing well. Zac can't talk enough about how nice his teacher is. Claire is, well, Claire. Easy. And Luke has begun a new chapter back at the ECC. (More to come on that later.) Sara started high school and sent me a text saying she has a "few opinions about high school" she can't wait to share. I can't wait!<br />
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Summer was a blur of boxes, swimming, soccer, friends, sleep, movies, and more swimming. I wish it could all slow down just a little. Yeah. I'm on beer #3. Cheers! Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-4780281543487238132013-07-10T12:09:00.001-07:002013-07-10T12:09:42.400-07:0014 Years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZd4OVVgAIg/Ud2tJeXMUpI/AAAAAAAAGyI/wPJBl6A1pB8/s1600/June+2013+087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZd4OVVgAIg/Ud2tJeXMUpI/AAAAAAAAGyI/wPJBl6A1pB8/s320/June+2013+087.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2wq7OuQPBQ/Ud2tKLCiGyI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/xH-iOKyMxQI/s1600/June+2013+140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2wq7OuQPBQ/Ud2tKLCiGyI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/xH-iOKyMxQI/s320/June+2013+140.jpg" /></a></div><br />
July 4, 1999 Eric (Bus and Mack) and I spent our first night at our first home,1422 N. Ukiah Way, watching fireworks on the roof. At the time 1400 sq. ft seemed like a mansion. 4 kids, amazing memories, and many dogs later, we felt a little squished.<br />
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Thanks to Butch and Roro we have now spread out quite a bit at their former home in Claremont. So far the perks are many. The kids all have their own room. There is so much space that the kids wrestling in the back of the house right now while I type isn't as annoying! When I have to take a kid to soccer, or the orthodontist, or a friend's house, it only takes 2 minutes. I love that I can hear the summer school bell at the high school across the street so I know when Eric will be home. Going to the grocery store means running into at least 3 people you know. The kids swim in the pool at least 2 times a day. And the neighbors are kind and actually visit with us. I could go one but I don't want to brag.;)<br />
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Butch and Roro's new home in Pilgrim Place is quite spectacular as well. In my opinion the best part is the parade location for the 4th of July.<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-82843653572303295122013-04-24T17:12:00.001-07:002013-04-24T17:12:21.617-07:00Luke is 4!April 14th fell on a Sunday this year and in between baseball and soccer we managed to squeeze in a small party for our little guy that day. Spider man was able to take a break from crime fighting to show up at our gathering at Magnolia park near our house. (A park party is something I swore I'd never do. That was <i>before</i> my dogs destroyed my back yard and made it unusable.) Luke was extremely happy and great friends came out to help celebrate. <br />
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Luke has had a spectacular year. He continues to improve with his speech and especially language. Right now everything he says begins with "Me." "Me do it." "Me winner." My favorite is, "Me awesome." This habit is improving. Me working on it. <br />
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He happily approaches every day and experience. He loves school and he has 2 friends, Jason and Alex, that he is obsessed with. Their mom is responsible for the pictures above. I'm not sure the boys reciprocate quite the same feelings that Luke has for them, but they are definitely good buds!<br />
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He likes to tell me that "I'm mean sometimes." I figure that is way better than being mean all the time. We think he is pretty amazing and I can't believe it's been 4 years since we met. Happy Birthday Luke J.!Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-63329970262637216552013-04-17T19:10:00.000-07:002013-04-17T19:10:26.521-07:00Thank You Note/Rough DraftDear Idyllwild Reserve Campground,<br />
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It's been a little over a week since my family visited your <strike>RV Park</strike> campground. We arrived last Sunday to beautiful, clear weather. This was our first time in Idyllwild and we had NO idea what to expect. <br />
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Our first surprise was the giant sign at the entrance of the park that stated, "No Wood Fires." That was just <strike>effing ridiculous</strike> silly. Especially since we took the time and effort to pack the car full of wood we would later never use. Thank you so much for the $13 per night metal stand and the log of duraflame that would not warm us up at all. <br />
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When we drove in to find our sight, we were delighted to see all the gorgeous trees and the giant boulders that would make for awesome kid exploration. Too bad the ground was also solid rock and was almost impossible for my husband, Eric, to hammer the stakes for the tent into the ground. We only change camp sites twice. Thanks.<br />
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Our first night was cold but delightful. The stars were clear and the kids were happy. The bathrooms were only a small hike down the steep hill. Thanks.<br />
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When we woke up on Monday morning it was surprising to find that we were inside a cloud! Wow! So exciting! It was so quiet you couldn't hear a sound as I hiked down to the bathroom where I surprised a ranger. I want to say an extra special thanks to him. He was so amused when he asked me, "Are <i>you</i> the ones in the tent?" Then he went on to warn me that a cold front was coming in, but not to worry, because the next 2 days will be clear. Thanks.<br />
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That cold front sure did come in. First in the form of rain, then sleet, then snow. After a quick drive around the park to warm up in the car, we noticed that we really were the only campers. Everyone else was in an RV. So glad to know they were all warm and cozy. So comfortable, in fact, that not one person came out all day. Ever. Not even all of the times we hiked by them <strike>huddled together for warmth under an umbrella in the freezing snow</strike> to get to the bathroom. Thanks.<br />
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That night the wind came. Fortunately no one came to check on us then either. Not even your Rangers. So thankful they were warm and safe somewhere. <br />
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We survived the night, the cold, and the 50mph gusts of wind. I did have some fun moments throughout my sleepless night imagining catchy news headings. "Family of 5 Found Frozen to Death in Tent" or "Tree Kills Tent Campers in RV Park." The best part of the night was when my youngest, Luke, woke me up saying, "My legs are hot." "Hot" in fact was pee. Through 5 layers of clothing and 2 sleeping bags. Hilarious! Aw the memories. Thanks.<br />
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Well the Ranger from the bathroom was correct. We woke up Tuesday morning to beautiful sunshine and a layer of ice. <strike>We couldn't get out of there fast enough.</strike> We enjoyed a nice breakfast and packed up to head home a day early. Thanks so much for not giving us our money back but allowing us to use the credit toward our return trip! Can't wait!<br />
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Sincerely, <br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-42597853909764822982013-03-03T16:17:00.000-08:002013-03-03T16:17:10.812-08:00Sports ManiaI recently posted a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=476952982367446">video </a>on FB that I had to show Eric to help him understand why I try to "do it all" when he was moaning and groaning about 2 days of soccer this weekend. I have a hard time saying no to my kids when it comes to an activity they want to experience.<br />
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When AYSO soccer season ended in November for Claire, I got an email soon after from her coach asking if Claire would like to come out on a Saturday and play some more soccer. Claire said, "YES!" Here we are 3-ish months later and finished with our second tournament and attempting an indoor league. It's a lot of time and work but SO MUCH FUN! Her coach is amazing and Claire has learned so much. It fills up my happy tank.<br />
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The boys started baseball last week. Luke made the age cut off by 2 weeks and had his first Tee ball practice. It was organized chaos and pure entertainment. Luke feels it's necessary to fist pump and shout, "YES," after everything he does. <br />
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Zac had to try out this year and I'm not sure who was more nervous, me or him. He did great and moved up to kid pitch this year. He reluctantly shows up for practice but does well and has an amazing time. We've learned that's just Zac. He always needs that extra push to get out the door.<br />
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Here is the glaring difference between my boys illustrated in photographs.<br />
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Zac is silly but only with people he knows well. Luke doesn't hold back. Ever.Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-71716562195324581332013-02-22T12:15:00.001-08:002013-02-22T12:16:03.732-08:00Zac's 9th BirthdayWhile cleaning Claire's room today I found the yellow "Queen of the Tournament" banner she received at <a href="http://www.medievaltimes.com/">Medieval Times</a> while celebrating Zac's 9th birthday in November. It occurred to me that I never blogged about this event. I feel it is important for me to retell just one moment, if not for me, but for Claire and Zac to read when they grow up. Because when Claire received the special banner from the Yellow Knight, Zac was over-the-top excited for her. It was a surprise since we were there celebrating <i>his</i> birthday, and she got some serious spotlight at that moment. It was a surprise because then Claire handed the banner to Zac for him to wave since it was <i>his</i> birthday. It was a surprise because Zac handed it back to Claire because he didn't want the Yellow Knight to be upset if he didn't see <i>her</i> waving it, and it was awarded to her after all. All of this was done with smiles and thank you's. A sibling moment I won't forget. <br />
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By the end of the night, the kids all lost their voices from cheering. Though the Yellow Knight was defeated in the end, he fought valiantly. <br />
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The whole family and Zac's BFF, Drew.Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-56681856655519056542013-02-16T13:03:00.000-08:002013-02-16T13:03:43.055-08:00Oh Say Can You See...I post this with the intent of laughing at it many years from now. The country celebrated President Obama's 2nd Inauguration a few weeks ago. It was a Monday holiday in honor of MLK Jr.'s birthday. The kids were actually quite interested in it. Especially when they saw <a href="http://www.beyonce.com/">Beyonce.</a> And Luke, being the adorable age of 3 and has no clue he isn't supposed to think Beyonce is cool, was really <i>feeling</i> her rendition of the National Anthem.<br />
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Look carefully at Zac.<br />
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This was snapped seconds before he stood up and announced, "Well no cake for me!"<br />
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If you don't know my son well, he has inherited a phobia carried on the Henderson side of the family. Other known relatives with the phobia are his grandfather Butch, and uncle Mark. There is no cure. You just eat less cake at birthday parties and frankly, never get sick.Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-70084346730134359372013-01-04T13:39:00.000-08:002013-01-04T13:39:02.847-08:00 A New Year 2013Christmas was fabulous. Thankfully Santa chose well and we had a house full of happy Tucker kids. With the horrific event that just occurred in Connecticut, I am forcing myself to slow down and enjoy all of the laughter, the yelling, the running, the chasing, the tears, and all the fun. And we have had a lot of all of that this winter break!<br />
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New Year's day Eric and I had the <strike>crazy</strike> brilliant idea to take the kids (and the dogs) to Big Bear and attempt skiing for their first time. I'll save some time and recap it in report card style.<br />
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Zac Tucker, Third Grade, Age: 9 years<br />
Grade: A+ Comment: It's as if you have been skiing all of your life. Great job!<br />
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Claire Tucker, First Grade, Age: 6 4/5 years<br />
Grade: C+ Comment: Maybe with time (and ski poles) you'll build the confidence it takes to get down the mountain without the help of daddy and "NOT mommy!"<br />
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Luke Tucker, Preschool, Age: 3 1/2 years<br />
Grade: F+ Comment: Next time you can go with your dad. Sitting in the middle of the mountain with your mom, screaming and crying for daddy is not the best way to accomplish your goal. See you in 5 years.<br />
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Eric Tucker, Age: over 30<br />
Grade: A+ Comment: You'd think the 80's style ski suit and the fluorescent skis would have held you back. But no! It's like riding a bike. You never forget. Good job!<br />
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Maria Tucker, Age: feels like 50<br />
Grade: E for effort Comment: Perhaps attempting to snowboard after 10 years in an effort to save money wasn't the best idea. Next time pack some anxiety medication and perhaps a flask. And don't worry, walking down the mountain carrying your snowboard wasn't that embarrassing.<br />
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Looking forward to 2013!<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-70976101509698264072013-01-04T09:38:00.000-08:002013-01-04T09:38:48.878-08:00Church School AgainI should be posting about our wonderful winter vacation but this update needs documentation.<br />
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My conversation while driving Claire home from a birthday party last night.<br />
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Claire - Mom! There's a plus sign lit up with Christmas lights on the mountain!<br />
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Me - No Claire, that's a cross.<br />
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Claire - <a href="http://thetuckerclan.blogspot.com/2012/10/church-school.html">Oh yeah.</a> I meant a cross.<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-66683286490583946652012-12-13T10:25:00.002-08:002012-12-13T10:26:07.762-08:00Santa<a href="http://thetuckerclan.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html">Every year</a> we go visit this guy. He resides at Victoria Garden's and the consensus is that he is the "actual real Santa," not just a helper.<br />
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Zac: Are you nervous Claire?<br />
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Claire: Yeah. Super nervous.<br />
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Zac: Me too.<br />
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I hope they always believe!<br />
Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-53555016992409269352012-11-13T18:15:00.001-08:002012-11-13T18:15:22.791-08:00Report Card TimeI attended Zac and Claire's parent/teacher conferences today marking the end of the first trimester for first and third grade. Both kids teacher's had very nice things to say. I admit, it's always a relief. <br />
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Here is what Zac shared with me at his conference. I don't know if it's extremely entertaining only because it's by my child. You tell me.<br />
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Glad to know he isn't suffering from any esteem issues. <br />
Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-59804693590910115962012-10-16T18:08:00.001-07:002012-10-16T18:08:40.697-07:00Church SchoolI'm currently teaching church school for Kindergarten and first graders at church. It's Claire's group and they are so sweet and fun. But frankly, I can't stand teaching church school. I feel like I'm at work on the weekend and I really don't know much about the "curriculum." <br />
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Claire - Mommy what's that big "T" over there?<br />
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I'm driving to a soccer game on Saturday with Claire and Luke in tow. We pass by the Lutheran church on Baseline in Claremont that has an enormous cross in their front lawn when I'm asked this question. I stifle my laugh at my obvious parent failure that the granddaughter of a pastor thinks a cross is simply a letter.<br />
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Me - Well that's a church, and that's their cross.<br />
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C - What's a cross?<br />
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Me - (Continuing to kick myself for my serious neglect) Jesus died on a cross and so churches use it as a symbol.<br />
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C - How did a cross kill him?<br />
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Me - (Wow) Some bad people thought he should be punished and they nailed him to a cross where he died.<br />
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C - That's gross! Poor Jesus.<br />
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C - If I were there I would have punched those bad guys and said, "Don't kill Jesus you bad guys!" Then Jesus would have been saved.<br />
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Me - (laughing) That's nice of you Claire.<br />
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C - Did the bad guys where all black with dark caps on their heads and face?<br />
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Me - (laughing hard) I have no idea!<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-60977317685563482482012-09-20T13:23:00.000-07:002012-09-20T13:23:01.502-07:00School Year BeginningsSchool and soccer are in full swing. This season Claire is a Neon Zebra and Zac is a Golden Eagle. Their colors do not coordinate and Claire's requires sunglasses while viewing. I'm team mom for Zac's group that has turned out to be a fabulous group of parents and kids. Claire's coach is good. He's very business and scares me a little. (Don't tell Claire.) Other than some earring drama (Claire isn't supposed to wear any) our first games in 100 degree heat were great! Zac has professed his love for baseball so this very well could be his final season. To be continued...<br />
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Eric and I are settling into the new school year as well after a really nice summer. It was a rocky start. The freshman biology class that Eric lovingly refers to as "baby bio" is the first group of first graders I taught at Vista so many years ago. They hold a special place in my heart and sure enough Eric has a good number of them in his classes. It is very cool.<br />
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I made the move to Kindergarten teacher this year. So far I am absolutely loving it! These babies are so fresh and mold-able. I love that I know exactly what first grade teachers expect and hope that I can get these little guys prepared in the short 10 months we have together. I'm teaching with 2 incredible woman and I'm learning tons.<br />
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Luke has come so far in one year! I think back to last summer when his vocabulary was a mere 8 understandable words. Now he talks non stop and could care less whether you understand him or not. And you can, most of the time. He loves to spell his name and the word "dog." Although he thinks that L-U-K-E spells more than just Luke. The other day he said, "L-U-K-E, but hole." I'm so very proud. I think the audience of 3 older siblings has somehow influenced his use of "potty talk."<br />
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Sara started 8th grade and says it's "OK" and that her science teacher is "crazy." I always wonder what kids say about me and Eric to their parents. Unless it's that we are incredibly intelligent and inspiring, I really don't want to know. <br />
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It's a blurry image but it was so cute to see Sara, who looks so grown up, show her child like side when we went roller skating. She was very proud of herself!<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-13536080069669830862012-08-26T12:17:00.004-07:002012-08-31T19:57:22.155-07:0050 YearsSummer is over so I feel I should hurry up and document the wonderful celebration our family enjoyed in honor of my parent's 50th wedding anniversary.<br />
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The Henderson's came for a week and as always we pick up where we left off! We endured a family photo shoot in the hills to start off our week. So glad we did since the photos, <a href="www.earthtonephotography.com">taken by a wonderful photographer</a>, turned out AMAZING!<br />
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We made it to the beach where I was NOT able to bury my brother. Darn.<br />
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Mark and I teamed up and managed to put together a slide show for mom and dad. I stole the pictures and put them in the mail, and he put it together. Well done I'd say!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoYpPhrO_j0/UDp0oStYguI/AAAAAAAAGqc/1SfxY_Ye_CQ/s1600/July%2B2012%2B254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="180" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoYpPhrO_j0/UDp0oStYguI/AAAAAAAAGqc/1SfxY_Ye_CQ/s320/July%2B2012%2B254.jpg" /></a></div><br />
We went to dinner without our children at a restaurant in Pasadena called Parkway Grill. It was so peaceful. We could actually chew our food and make eye contact while having conversation. Wow!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fflsd3xO1CE/UDp1BU2dSZI/AAAAAAAAGqo/KJj2UwnONRg/s1600/July%2B2012%2B225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="180" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fflsd3xO1CE/UDp1BU2dSZI/AAAAAAAAGqo/KJj2UwnONRg/s320/July%2B2012%2B225.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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The younger 2 generations, except for Luke (sorry buddy), adventured to Raging Waters. Minus a few changes the park should make to enhance the experience, we had a really good time! I learned that I am not as young as I thought. I inhaled a lot of chlorine and I think I pulled a muscle. And instead of laughing because the slide was so much fun, it was more an uncomfortable "gosh I hope I survive this" kind of laugh. The kids were brave and frankly, surprised me!<br />
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We ate a lot of food, rode bikes, and watched the kids swim about 11 hours a day. <br />
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We didn't have a big party, or travel somewhere exotic, but it was exactly the way Butch and RoRo hoped it would be. Happy Anniversary to the best parents ever! :) August 18, 2012<br />
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Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-2018622920678745452012-07-14T10:53:00.000-07:002012-07-14T10:53:11.230-07:00Corona Del MarI think I've mentioned before the awesomeness of this beach. Since my first beach experience wasn't until I was 9, the beach is NOT in my soul. But Corona Del Mar state beach has changed all of that. I can't wait for my brother's family to come from Kansas in a couple of weeks so I can share it with them.<br />
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And I'd really like to do this to my brother. ;)<br />
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The temperature in Palm Springs last Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday was no lower than a dry 106 degrees. But we didn't notice because we were surrounded by swimming pools, water slides, a "lazy river", misters, cabanas, cocktails, lifeguards (thankfully), and good friends. My buddy "Mobes" from high school and his wife go every summer to <a href="http://www.rancholaspalmas.com/">Rancho Las Palmas</a> resort and thought inviting some friends would make it all the more fun. Well it was! 6 adults and 11 kids between the ages of 1 and 13 made for LOTS of fun! We hope to make this a tradition.<br />
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<br />Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-86620444037747319002012-06-24T08:18:00.000-07:002012-06-24T08:18:20.917-07:00Ballet Recital Round 2Claire's eye healed almost completely in time for her ballet recital where she was a Prim Rose. She danced with her usual beautiful smile and ballet grace. During the routine she was also able to help another girl move to the correct place in line, she was sure to check the stage floor (a few times) to ensure she hit the right mark, then for the final pose she realized her arms were up instead of down and did a quick change. I wish I had video because it was awesome. Love her!<br />
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<br />Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-21489918463514334222012-06-19T15:36:00.000-07:002012-06-19T15:37:53.045-07:00Summer BeginsSummer began last Thursday after an exciting week of field trips, award ceremonies, parties, report cards, picnics, plays, and more parties. A great end to an amazing school year.<br />
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Later that night...<br />
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Here is what happens when your brother swings a baseball bat and you are standing too close.<br />
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On the last day of school, thankfully, but only 10 days before the ballet recital. Darn. (Funny, I feel like I just posted a similar pic of Claire all too recently.)<br />
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Here is an award I received from dad at rotary. I was tricked into thinking I was going to see him get an honor. Had I known the truth, I would've looked cuter. ;)<br />
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Dad said some really mushy, gushy things about me. As a parent, I understand that those moments are pretty important. Thanks dad!<br />
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We also added a new car to our family which makes for a pretty happy husband. It also means that my happy husband has no excuse when asked to take the kids here and there. Life is good! Welcome summer!<br />
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<br />Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-82928755706224160072012-06-09T12:12:00.000-07:002012-06-09T12:12:40.651-07:00DieselI feel the need to document the latest addition to the Tucker clan. This is Diesel.<br />
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A friend of ours was jogging in a not-so-great part of town and heard the sound of paw steps behind him. When he turned around he saw this very dirty, very submissive pit-bull. Unfortunately my friend had zero backyard and didn't have the heart to take him to a shelter knowing that a pit-bull would last maybe 3 days. So he decided to keep him until he could find a new home for him since he was clearly such a great dog. I held off for a few months, but when I heard they still couldn't find a place for him, I caved. Best decision we ever made. He is the sweetest boy and a great playmate for our super spazz, aka Porsche. You just look at him and he melts. If you raise your voice a teeny bit he cowers, always wants to please. He is pure love!<br />
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<br />Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8322585324585316183.post-10771973487706188332012-06-07T13:09:00.002-07:002012-06-07T15:36:07.749-07:00Birth OrderToday was the last day of school for summer at Luke's new preschool. The parents were invited to come and watch an awards assembly then head out to the playground for field day. OH YAY! Here is my public apology to Luke for birth order. It is completely out of his control that he is the last, the baby. But I went, I smiled, and I tried to fight the "Butch" in me that wanted to jet out of there as soon as the "award" was given out. <br />
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We blew bubbles, we did lawn bowling, we water played, and we stood in the 20 minute line for face painting (where I marveled at the mothers who read the note about field day and thought 3 inch heels were the appropriate attire). Apparently my child is the only kid at Step Up Preschool who requested Spider Man. The two teachers in charge didn't quite know what to do. Here is the end result. Hmmm... I even googled an image on my phone for inspiration. ??<br />
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Afterward we grabbed a snack, thanked his teachers, and left. Total time 1.5 hours. 1 hour longer then I would have liked, and we could have stayed another 1.5 hours! The best part of the day was afterward when I got to take him to Vons for some grocery shopping. I was extremely amused as we watched people try to politely NOT stare at his face. Or they looked and said "That's a cute...what is he?" Even better, we ran into his former speech teacher. He was too busy sipping his smoothie, with red paint dripping down his hands and neck, to say a word to her. Awesome!Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09104693502242990281noreply@blogger.com4