
making chocolate covered pretzels with sprinkles
"chocolate" pictionary 


making chocolate covered pretzels with sprinkles
"chocolate" pictionary 

Posted by Amy Franklin at 2:32 PM 1 comments
Despite the fact that Andrew is very much like his dad (likes obsesses about sports, likes to tease and bug and push buttons, craves my attention), he did inherit a couple of things from me. For starters, check this out:
Me, kindergarten, 1979 (left) -- Andrew, kindergarten, 2007 (right)
A bit uncanny, no? And then, there are these two separate statements which Andrew made yesterday, which undeniably proves our genetic connection:
"I love food."
"I never want to stop eating. I want to eat forever."
That's my boy.
Posted by Amy Franklin at 3:02 PM 3 comments
It just happened. The third "Momism" just came out of my mouth. I said one the other day at Melissa's and said that if I had three it could be a blog post. And now, it's official. I am my mother.
1. I told Emma to stand up straight and not slouch. Not only that, I told her to put her shoulders up, back and down. You know what I am talking about.
2. I told Leah to not walk like "that" on her shoes because she'd ruin them. We all know what "that" means.
3. In trying to convince Andrew to try something new I told him it tasted like candy. Only difference is, it was a date so it actually does taste like candy....unlike a spear of aspragus or a brussel sprout, which you will never convince me ever comes anywhere close to tasting like candy. Sorry, Mom.
Being a mother to "older" children is a whole different ball game. I remember being that "older" child and the things my mom said to me. Funny thing is, I now realize that the things she said were totally justified. Too bad it has taken me a decade and a half to understand. I think I may have just taken my place in the circle of life.
Posted by Amy Franklin at 4:44 PM 2 comments
alot of things! First I will look on this blog. Then I will look at some pictures with Sister Irvin. After that I will talk to Sister Irvin. Next I will have the chocolate fountain with them and the guests. Then I will play with Andrew (if he's home. Or else I will talk to Sister Irvin some more).
That is what I will do during you-know-who's birthday!
This is Brooke Franklin speaking and I will see you again soon for my next post. See you soon, peeps!
Posted by Amy Franklin at 1:07 PM 1 comments
Miss Griffin, our school music teacher, created such a buzz with the 4th grade winter musical and the 3rd grade Annie play that the second graders were begging her for a chance to perform. I applaud Miss Griffin for not taking on another full-fledged program, but instead inviting parents to the school during music time for a little recital put on by those students who are taking music lessons outside of school. Brooke memorized a little piece from her lessons and had a chance to shine in front of her classmates.
We are so proud of you, Brooke!
Brooke and Miss Griffin

Kimaya, Brooke, and Emily with their certificates for performing
Posted by Amy Franklin at 12:19 PM 2 comments

4. The girls rode their bikes to school! We rode down the street to pick up their friend and her brother and then went on to the school. They really enjoyed it.

Andrew decided that he wanted to walk to school that afternoon. Bear in mind that we live over a mile away from the school. So not only was I accompanying the children to school, I also had the ride/walk home. Then walking back up when school was over. That is 3 trips to and from school for me. That adds up to over 6 miles. Add that to the 5 I had already done that morning, and you can see that I logged a lot of steps that day, all within a one-mile radius. Kill me.
5. Emma and Leah and I had our first shopping trip to Justice after school and piano. They each picked out a really cute outfit, and posed for a really cute picture. Wow. 10.
6. That night for Family Home Evening (shortly before I collapsed into bed) we went to the Chatty's for the first ever fundraising letter assembly line. The kids all helped tremendously and the work was done in record time. We celebrated their efforts with cupcakes!

So here's to my day of firsts. Honestly, though, I am glad it's over. I can't handle anymore trailblazing.
Posted by Amy Franklin at 11:44 AM 4 comments
This past week I have had the opportunity to dust off the old craft skills. Pretty rusty still, I'd say. And for some reason I decided to start two of the three projects on the same day. This led to a very messy kitchen table and a very overwhelmed me. But despite all that, it was fun. 
This is an invitation to a little get-together for my friend who is having a baby in June. Melissa so lovingly took upon her the stress of cutting out the tags with the Sizzix. I like how they turned out but I wish that I had used cream paper for the tag. Other than that, I love how they turned out!

Another friend of mine is having twin boys! Since I didn't think she'd want to dress them up with baby bracelets, I made her a mother's bracelet using the boy's birthstones. So these little guys better be born in June or I will have to rework the whole thing! I also added clear crystals in honor of her step-daughter whose birthday is in April. I think it looks very pretty, but I had a really hard time getting a decent picture.

Posted by Amy Franklin at 6:11 PM 3 comments
Andrew and I have been enjoying the robins that visit our yard in the mornings. Andrew saw one getting himself some breakfast and wanted me to take a picture. Those birds move fast, though, so it was a tough assignment. This was the best we could do--but we think it is pretty cool!
Posted by Amy Franklin at 7:46 PM 1 comments
Weather is always a hot topic here in Cleveland. Those of us who are transplants sometimes roll our eyes at how obsessive the natives can seem at times. But everyone has to admit they find themselves getting caught up in the meteorological drama, no matter how mild and consistent weather they grew up in. And with good reason.
Take last Saturday, for example. After a week of warmer days, Andrew came down with baseball fever and wanted me to call a couple friends to set up a baseball game behind the church. Sounds like a great idea. All week Andrew was discussing how the game might be played, how the rules might be modified, who would be on what team, and (of course) what he would be wearing. All plans seemed to be a go, until we saw the forecast. Cold and wet, with a chance of snow! I warned Andrew that the game may have to be moved indoors, and he was a little concerned. But you know, I've said it before....we Clevelanders have to be tough and we have to be able to change with the weather. And Andrew and his buddies are learning that lesson early!
But true sports fans don't care how they get their fix. It just matters that it happens. There was some serious baseball being played in this gym.
And now, almost a week of sunny, sunny, sunny days later--it is hard to remember back to that gray day. How quickly we forget that the very next day we looked out the windows of the church building and saw snow falling. Hard. All the kids care about is running around in shorts. Jumping on the trampoline. Wearing crocs and flip flops. Walking to the Chatty's for pizza and movie night. Soaking up as much sun as we possibly can. Because here in this part of the country, you never know what the forecast has in store.
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Posted by Amy Franklin at 4:00 PM 1 comments
1. you watch the NFL draft and are glad Brady Quinn is picked up by the Browns (and are even happier when he cuts his hair).
2. you are standing on your seat screaming your head off when the Indians beat the Yankees last year in game 2 of the ALDS (and you know what ALDS stands for).
3. you accept that the Cavs acquired that punk Ben Wallace because you realize it probably increases their chances of winning a championship.
4. you are rooting for the Patriots against the Giants (two teams you wouldn't normally care about) in the Super Bowl, and despite taking a short nap in the middle of the game, watch and enjoy the 4th quarter, especially because Eli got a ring of his own.
5. you have sat down to watch Mike and Mike in the Morning on ESPN.
6. you love March Madness and filling out those brackets, even when, for the first time in 15 years of doing so, you have neither one of the teams in the championship game.
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7. you shout, "Wait for me!!" as you are running into the living room to join the kids to watch "One Shining Moment," and you start to tear up as soon as your hear the intro.
I don't know what it is about the NCAA tournament. Maybe because it is so pure, maybe because it is kids playing their hearts out, before all the money and endorsements and girls come, maybe because there is always an underdog who comes out on top. But it is a deeply engrained family tradition to fill out the brackets for Family Home Evening, to check our standings on the internet the next morning, and finally to watch that emotional montage the next morning (one of these days the kids will be able to watch it live).
As I write this, Andrew is in the living room watching it over and over. His father has rubbed off on him, too. But that's another post.....
Posted by Amy Franklin at 8:27 AM 2 comments
I have always been a bookworm. My mom tells how as a young child I would go to bed at night with a stack of books. She would know I had fallen asleep when she heard the thunk of the last book hitting the floor. I think she still has Cinderella memorized from reading it to me so often. During my school-aged years I would check out huge stacks of books from the library, and quite often I would be reading two at a time. Then there came the dark college and young motherhood years, where reading a novel would be, well, a novel idea. With all the other intellectual and physical demands during those times, a "free-reading" book was a luxury I usually couldn't afford.
It is only recently that I have been able to read something with more than ten words per page, or that didn't consist solely of cute little rhyming couplets, or where the illustrator should get top billing over the author. At first I felt guilty for indulging in a book over 100 pages long, but now I consider myself to be a good example to my kids. Maybe too good, in fact. Emma and Leah seem to have inherited the voracious reading gene. They have each had their noses in books from day one, literally (remember setting up The Runaway Bunny and Goodnight, Moon for them during tummy time, Mom?). And it still continues. I mean, have you ever threatened to take away reading as a punishment? Have you ever had to say, "Now is not the time for reading, girls--put your books down and start ___________"? In all reality, I am grateful for this love of books that I see in my kids, Brooke and Andrew included. I think it is setting them up for a good experience in school, and a lifetime of learning.
As an adult, my biggest problem with leisure reading has been finding decent books to read. There is so much trash out there, and while I admit to being pretty liberal with my choices, I am not a fan of gratuitous garbage. So once I find a good thing, I stick with it. Jodi Picoult, for example, is probably my favorite author. I like that she writes fast...she says it takes her 9 months to finish a book, so every year we get a new one. I like how smart she is, how well she does her research, how she defines and presents her characters. But what I love the most is how she makes me think, question my previously held notions and ideas, and ponder what I would do if placed in a similar situation. She takes topics that I think are black and white, like suicide, the death penalty, and religion, and shows me that there might be gray, if not for me, then for other people. While I do not question my fundamental religious beliefs (she doesn't take me that far...I'm pretty solid in that respect), she opens my eyes to the fact that not every situation in life is cut-and-dry, and I like that.
Obviously, some of her books are better than others, but even her worst are still better than most books you'll find. (As Glenn says about Beautiful Day by U2--good song, average U2 song.) Her latest, for example, Change of Heart, probably wasn't my favorite, but I loved the comforting familiarity of reading a Jodi Picoult book. (One caveat-as with most of her books, there is a sprinkling of a "choice" word throughout, but when it comes from oh, say, a convicted felon on death row, it makes a little bit more sense and is a little easier for me to swallow...again--non-gratuitous.)
Something I loved though was how I stayed up until 12:30 Saturday morning trying to finish the book. It brought me back to my younger days, only this time the person I share a room with quietly rolled over and fell asleep, instead of yelling at me to turn the light off and then tattling on me. But even with this ideal situation my age caught up to me and I had to give in to sleep. Rest assured, however, that I was done by 10:00 the next morning.
So now I am left waiting until Jodi's next book, Handle With Care, comes out in 2009. I will be all over it as soon as it does. In the meantime, I am rereading My Sister's Keeper to get ready for the movie starring Cameron Diaz and Abigail Breslin. And, if anyone has any suggestions of good books to read, please, pass them along. We bookworms have to stick together!
Posted by Amy Franklin at 2:23 PM 3 comments
SPRING HAS SPRUNG!
Posted by Amy Franklin at 2:18 PM 8 comments
We couldn't let today slip by without a couple little tricks. Andrew switched everyone's bed pillows before he left for school, we had bird poop for snack (crushed pretzels, rice krispies, and marshmallows in melted white chocolate chips), and the ever-popular green eggs and ham for dinner. One of these April Fool's Days we are going to convince Emma and Leah to switch classes. They aren't on board with that one yet!
Posted by Amy Franklin at 6:27 PM 6 comments