Happy Halloween!

Rosie, the wingless butterfly... a baby butterfly is a caterpillar, right? So Rosie was a purple caterpillar.

Lily came up with her own "Vampire Chicken" outfit...both creepy and goofy.

Rosie and the ring around the Vampire Chicken

Jamie as Peter Pan after he battled Captain Hook... lots of fake blood.

Count Henry Dracula

Vampire Chicken getting a ride form The Count and Peter Pan.

Calling all adoptive families... plea for your hearts!

Karl and I have volunteered to put together a video featuring adoptive families to be shown at a benefit for the International Adoption Center at CCHMC and we need your hearts. If you are an adoptive family, or touched by adoption in any way... please send me a photo of your kids, or you, or really any family member, with your hands in the shape of a heart.
My plan is to gather a bunch of these images and put it to music.
It will be cool.
Trust me.
Also, the event is on November 6th- so I am working on a deadline. I promise to post the final video here on the 7th. Shoot, I'll even send you a hard copy if you would like one.

Thank you for your help.

Maggie
nowweareone@gmail.com

Here are my kiddos showing you their hearts.

Go Bucks!

O-H-I-O!

The Shoe... most fun stadium ever.

Sea of Scarlet and Grey.

His Holiness

Karl and I had lunch with His Holiness The 14th Dalai Lama yesterday.... along with about a thousand other people, but still, not a typical lunch date for us. He was in town to accept the Freedom Center's International Freedom Conductor Award and stayed afterward to be interviewed by Gwen Ifill. He also took a few questions from the audience. The thing that struck me the most about his Holiness was that he totally cracked himself up... he snickered and giggled throughout a good part of the interview- a man of peace, with a good sense of humor.

The heart of his message... be kind and remain hopeful and enthusiastic for the future.

I also enjoyed that he wore a golf visor (maroon to match his robes, of course) so that he could see his audience through the glare of the stage lights. Practical fashion at it's best.

Soccer!

Jamie is having a wonderful time playing soccer this season. He is lucky enough to be on a great team with wonderful coaches and a bunch of very nice, very talented players. They are having successful season and remain undefeated as they go into their last weekend of play.
I love watching him play because he looks like he is having a blast. I don't think there is anything more joyful then seeing a kid run and grin- to watch Jamie play is to watch a kid having fun.

Marty and Jamie after the game...both boys were born in Guatemala and came home the same year.

One Horrified Schnoodle

Penny and I broke out of our walk around the neighborhood rut the other day and ventured into the Eden Park area to take her daily walkies. Unfortunately for her, she came across this bronze of the she-wolf suckling the infant twins Romulus and Remus and had a tough time wrapping her mind around it. Clearly she was horrified by the imagery and wouldn't take her eye off it. Here is my appalled and more than a little freaked out little schnoodle...

Far more comfortable posing in front of the river bend.

Schnoodles for Justice.

Here she is looking troubled... probably having a flashback about that she-wolf statue.

sort of celebrity sightings

Not this guy...

Early-ish Sunday morning I was buying doughnuts at Busken's and overheard a nice young man (yep, that's how I think these days) and his young daughter in line behind me. I was impressed because the little girl, maybe 4 years old, was well behaved and sweet (unlike my own adorables in a bakery) and the dad was polite to the woman selling doughnuts.
Anyway, I turned and realized that I was buying doughnuts with a sort of celebrity... not Nick Lachey, but his brother Drew.

This guy.


Then I remembered that a couple of weeks ago I was very excited to bump into a gentleman of notable distinction while Karl and I were leaving the movies in Newport.

Not this guy...

This guy.

Nick Clooney... George's dad.
He was going into see The American, George's new film and I wanted to stalk him a little and watch him watch George. I thought that would be cool and interesting to see his reaction while he watched his son, but Karl thought I was being creepy, so we went to dinner instead.

So there you have it... two sort of celebrity sightings in as many weeks. I feel like I'm working in a Hollywood Starbucks with all of this fame in my neighborhood. I can only imagine who I might see today-