Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Holden's Christening

Guess what? I'm behind. As usual. But our ONE and ONLY nephew, Holden James, was christened in February and yours truly was honored to be his godmother. FINALLY a post with my picture in it! Here he is with his parents and godparents.

Chris and I holding Holden James Costlow

Holden, Jerry, me, Heather, Chris (back) Mark

Holden with his godparents

Holden James, welcome to your spiritual journey. I am honored to guide you on your way. You are a blessing to his family! Love, Emmy xoxo

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


This poor guy is in a daycare full of girls. He doesn't mind it though, aside from the occassional hair clip in his hair or boa around his shoulders. His nickname is "Heffner" or "Heff," since he's the only male around the joint for the day.

So, he sees the little girls play with the kitchen and play baby dolls, and that is his favorite. Meet Gordon, His Brother's new friend.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Poor Baby Brother

This guy, like his big brother, has suffered from chronic ear infections since he was about 6 months old. So after 10 or 12, or however many we had or however many nights we were up with a screaming child, he got tubes put in a few weeks ago. We're happy to report that so far they are working! He was a little nervous about the procedure...

But after we got home, got something on his stomach and had a nice nap, he was back to his old self...

New Family Members

So with the unfortunate passing of James, I had the whole death speech prepared. I figured I’d get lots of questions about death and what happens when pets die. So I had it all ironed out, ready to explain about God’s big ocean in the sky, where James was enjoying eternal life up there and meeting new friends, and a speech about Heaven and how nice it is. Instead it went like this:

Me: Boy, I have some news for you.
Boy: Mom, James died.
Me: I know. I’m sorry he died... (prepping for speech)
Boy: Can Dad get me a new fish tomorrow at Petsmart? I want a frog too.
Me: Um... sure. (abort death speech)

So, although James will live forever in our hearts, his tank has new occupants now. Two fish, one frog, and four shrimp that are so hard to see I’m afraid to clean the tank for fear of pouring them down the drain. Of course The Boy was all over names. One morning I was brushing my teeth and we were talking about the new gang before Dad brought them home.

Boy: I gotta think of names before Dad comes home with my fish.
Me: I know! Any ideas?
Boy: I don’t know... I have to think. (Leaves the room)
(Three seconds later)
Boy: Edward and Ted.
Me: Sounds good.

Then with the addition of the frog, he realized he was short one name. So Dad brought them all home and we watched them in the tank. The Boy realized he didn’t have a name for the frog. In two seconds, he goes, “Lenny.”

So, please meed Edward, Ted and Lenny. Special precautions have been taken to avoid another brutal attack on them like James had to experience.

Monday, March 8, 2010

James Bartlett 2009-2010

James Bartlett, age 6 months, Avon, went home to Glory on February 22, 2010.

James is survived by his primary caretaker the writer of this blog Nathan Bartlett, and two sisters, Lola and Georgia Bartlett.

James was adopted from the Petsmart in Avon and adjusted quickly to his new tank, surviving a brutal attack from his sisters and rallying back around. His strength was admired by all.

Services were held in the Bartlett Family bathroom.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Momma's Getaway

We took a little trip up north to get away for a bit. Yes, it was a lot of work, and yes, we drove hours in blowing snow to get there, damn near hit two deer on the way, had a scare from Suzanne's mom calling as we hit Kokomo, but we MADE IT, kids, we made it. And when we arrived, the moose out front DIDN'T tell us the park was closed for two weeks. It was nice to get away, spend some time somewhere different and lay around in our pajamas for two days! And no spouses were invited! YAY! While we were there, Max loved pulling His Brother around in his wagon, even saying, "I'm going to ask Dylan if he wants a ride." A recap of the weekend's events will follow later, but wanted to get this video up in the meantime....

Look what ELSE I can do.

We took a little mom's getaway (kids included) to a lake house (shout out to Suzanne, Andrew, Nancy, Papa Joe...Grams, Jack, the whole northern gang) for a change of scenery. More to post on that in a bit, but while we were there, look what His Brother figured out how to do. And then when he got to the top, he was mad there weren't any more! And he says "AHP!" (up!)

*no children were harmed during the making of this video. Suzanne is one step behind him to catch him if necessary!

Look what I can do!

In a day care full of girls, we figure he's been working on this one for awhile. Also, his other new word is "Don't."