I pretty sure he does not care, by the looks of his face.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Out of Commission
As a mom, you never want to be out of commission. Especially the first week your kids start school at a new school and your husband starts running a school. It has been a stressful week, needless to say. I have missed the first school day, family fun night, meeting new parents, etc. It is almost as if I do not exist yet. My family talks of this person and that person, as if they are life long friends, and I have yet to meet them all.
My fever started last week Saturday night after our birthday party for DJ. (Thank goodness we celebrated Saturday!). After the kids were in bed, IT began.
It is now Friday at 5:45 pm and I am still medicated for a fever. It will not go away. I went to the doctor on Wednesday, and as usual, he said it was probably a virus. What he does not understand is that I am a mom of 4 children and a wife to an extremely busy, and tired husband right now, so hearing that it is a virus did not make me feel any better.
My house is a mess, laundry is piled to the ceiling (not really, but close), beds are unmade, etc. I have contemplated throwing an adult fit to see if I could actually "fit" it away.
What really saddens me, is that I can never get this week back again.
My fever started last week Saturday night after our birthday party for DJ. (Thank goodness we celebrated Saturday!). After the kids were in bed, IT began.
It is now Friday at 5:45 pm and I am still medicated for a fever. It will not go away. I went to the doctor on Wednesday, and as usual, he said it was probably a virus. What he does not understand is that I am a mom of 4 children and a wife to an extremely busy, and tired husband right now, so hearing that it is a virus did not make me feel any better.
My house is a mess, laundry is piled to the ceiling (not really, but close), beds are unmade, etc. I have contemplated throwing an adult fit to see if I could actually "fit" it away.
What really saddens me, is that I can never get this week back again.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Blog picture
Above is our new blog picture ~ we took it while hiking up "Little Mountain", which is about 3 miles from our home. If you look between Jeff and I, you can see the snowcapped peak of Mt. Baker. We hope to hike up this little mountain often, which also overlooks the puget sound. The sights are breath taking!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Where's the potty?
Potty training is such an exhausting process. Our method requires no pants and the potty going everywhere with the kid. Unfortunately, it also requires a person to constantly be with the kid! There are times where we are either asking (after the kid has been doing the potty dance for a while and is no longer) "where is the potty?" or "where is the potty?" (as in, get the kid there quickly). We are happy to report that our kid (Charlie) is doing pretty well, but he is still not too certain. Right now our family room is covered with a little people land and the potty is centrally located so he can dance his way right over and do his job.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Oh, Happy Day
Monday, August 2, 2010
"Eye of the Tiger"
I am not sure what to feel about the fact that my 2 year old baby, dressed in red puppy pajamas, is running around the house belting out "Eye of the Tiger. Bum.....Bum, Bum, Bum......Bum, Bum, Bum.........Bum, Bum, Buuuuuuuuum." The hard rock edge is not up to par, and the clarity is iffy, but if you listen closely it is there.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
emotions
We had to say good-bye to G'pa and G'ma Crull earlier than what was planned ~ Great G'pa Kelley was not doing well and Great G'ma needed G'pa and G'ma Crull to come home.
I do not think I realized the distance of our move until that moment. When my parents decided to take off after the phone call with my G'ma Kelley, it was discussed whether it would take 2 or 3 days to get back to Iowa. They had taken their time coming to WA, which was a 3 day journey. I felt horrible, as if I was taking time away from my mom and her dad.
The emotions started as they left. The kids were so sad that they had to say good-bye to my parents, which in turn tore my heart to see. I was sad the rest of the day ~ that we had made the decision to take our kids away from both of their G'parents and the relationships that had been beautifully developing for the past 5 years.
I am still sad.
I do not think I realized the distance of our move until that moment. When my parents decided to take off after the phone call with my G'ma Kelley, it was discussed whether it would take 2 or 3 days to get back to Iowa. They had taken their time coming to WA, which was a 3 day journey. I felt horrible, as if I was taking time away from my mom and her dad.
The emotions started as they left. The kids were so sad that they had to say good-bye to my parents, which in turn tore my heart to see. I was sad the rest of the day ~ that we had made the decision to take our kids away from both of their G'parents and the relationships that had been beautifully developing for the past 5 years.
I am still sad.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Back Up and Running
Hi Everyone,
Many of our friends and family have been asking how to stay in touch with us during this transition. We have decided that we would begin by updating our blog more often. For those of you who do not know we are moving to NW Washington in a few weeks. I will be the principal and athletic director of Mount Vernon Christian High School. Currently Monica and I are in Madrid, Spain visiting family. We look forward to hearing from many of you soon, and we will make sure to keep everyone updated the best we can.
Later,
Jeff
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Welcome to the Family!
We have a new nephew/cousin! Carter Elias Droog was born on February 12, to Dan and Julie, and we are already anxious to meet him :)
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
One Year Ago
Monday, November 10, 2008
Is it possible?
Friday, October 31, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Iowa
There are many things to love about Iowa.
- the green, green grass
- the big expanse of blue sky (even in the winter)
- the corn
- seeing for miles and miles
- the early morning sunrises and beautiful sunsets
There are many things to not like about Iowa.
- the smell of ripe manure being spread on the fields, especially this time of year.
- hog smell
- WIND that makes you wonder why anyone would live here!
- wind and bitter cold in the winter
- um, these little black bugs that never used to live here when I lived here before, but now live here since I have moved back. They come during the harvest, and spit acid on your skin (which totally burns).
I am sure there are pros and cons to every state and country. I thought I would share with all of you the things I like and don't like :)
- the green, green grass
- the big expanse of blue sky (even in the winter)
- the corn
- seeing for miles and miles
- the early morning sunrises and beautiful sunsets
There are many things to not like about Iowa.
- the smell of ripe manure being spread on the fields, especially this time of year.
- hog smell
- WIND that makes you wonder why anyone would live here!
- wind and bitter cold in the winter
- um, these little black bugs that never used to live here when I lived here before, but now live here since I have moved back. They come during the harvest, and spit acid on your skin (which totally burns).
I am sure there are pros and cons to every state and country. I thought I would share with all of you the things I like and don't like :)
Sunday, October 19, 2008
cousins
After Hurricane Ike hit Houston, TX, Julie and Eden came to stay. During their time in Iowa, we had a get-together at the Trowbridges where we decided it would be good to get a picture of the Droog kids. From oldest to youngest: Katelyn, Samantha, Jennifer, DJ, Shayla, Josie, Shiloh, Emma, Shalom, Eden, Yishai, Charlie and new baby (Dan and Julie) on the way!!!!!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
My Grandpa
My Grandpa Crull passed away this past Sunday. We have been busy this week packing, traveling to Illinois, seeing family that I never knew I had, attending the visitation, the burial and the memorial service.
I never lived close to my Grandpa and Grandma growing up, but my parents made a big effort every Summer to visit and stay with them for 2-3 weeks while my dad helped with the farming. It was one of my favorite memories of childhood - going to my Grandparents in Illinois. They had a huge farm with an orchard of apple trees, a swimming pool, GREAT food, pedal cars (yes the classics!), cats/kittens, cows, a riding lawn mower, and the list could go on and on. I was always sad to leave when our time was done.
My Grandpa was extremely musical. He LOVED music and sang all the time for weddings, funerals, with a Barbershop Quartet, etc. I remember when I was learning to play the piano, he would love to listen to me and would always encourage me to play with more feeling. (I suppose that is why today I "feel" so much through music). He would literally sit at the piano with me and sing with feeling. It was such a learning experience I never knew was even happening.
The last time I saw my Grandpa was over 2 years ago. I have to say that when my Grandma passed away when I was in 6th grade, our relationship changed. He remarried and we were still living far away, so everything changed. We did not see him as much as we had all the other years.
I think what saddens me is that our ties to our life and memories of Illinois may be gone forever. A part of history/generation is ending. A cousin of mine told me yesterday that he and his wife had visited a few years ago and video taped Grandpa for about 2 hours. They drove around and heard all kinds of stories - where he grew up, things he had built, etc. I have never heard those stories from him, but we now have it documented. History doesn't have to be lost if we stop our busy lives and spend the time talking, sharing stories, etc.
I will forever be grateful to my cousin who took that time to do that for our family. I look forward to hearing and learning more... from my Grandpa - in his own words, his own facial expressions. That will be something to cherish and hang on to for the next generation.
Thank you Brett and Julie!
I never lived close to my Grandpa and Grandma growing up, but my parents made a big effort every Summer to visit and stay with them for 2-3 weeks while my dad helped with the farming. It was one of my favorite memories of childhood - going to my Grandparents in Illinois. They had a huge farm with an orchard of apple trees, a swimming pool, GREAT food, pedal cars (yes the classics!), cats/kittens, cows, a riding lawn mower, and the list could go on and on. I was always sad to leave when our time was done.
My Grandpa was extremely musical. He LOVED music and sang all the time for weddings, funerals, with a Barbershop Quartet, etc. I remember when I was learning to play the piano, he would love to listen to me and would always encourage me to play with more feeling. (I suppose that is why today I "feel" so much through music). He would literally sit at the piano with me and sing with feeling. It was such a learning experience I never knew was even happening.
The last time I saw my Grandpa was over 2 years ago. I have to say that when my Grandma passed away when I was in 6th grade, our relationship changed. He remarried and we were still living far away, so everything changed. We did not see him as much as we had all the other years.
I think what saddens me is that our ties to our life and memories of Illinois may be gone forever. A part of history/generation is ending. A cousin of mine told me yesterday that he and his wife had visited a few years ago and video taped Grandpa for about 2 hours. They drove around and heard all kinds of stories - where he grew up, things he had built, etc. I have never heard those stories from him, but we now have it documented. History doesn't have to be lost if we stop our busy lives and spend the time talking, sharing stories, etc.
I will forever be grateful to my cousin who took that time to do that for our family. I look forward to hearing and learning more... from my Grandpa - in his own words, his own facial expressions. That will be something to cherish and hang on to for the next generation.
Thank you Brett and Julie!
Friday, October 10, 2008
PEEK-A-BOO
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Bathtime
Friday, October 3, 2008
1st Tooth!
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