Changes In 2011

January 7, 2011

In an attempt to assuage my guilt from ignoring and otherwise neglecting my blog, I am trying to find a way stay connected with all of you lovely readers (all 4 of you that remain!).

Before I get to the solution, let me explain the ‘problem’, which is that Facebook has become my default social website for connecting.  It’s super easy to post photos, videos, and updates throughout my day, especially because I have an app on my iPhone.  So for those of you who are so inclined, you can friend me on Facebook (just please put a note that you’re a reader of FrankNotes).

The downfall with Facebook is that many of you may not be members.  So to remedy that, I’ve added a new box in my sidebar to the right that is connected to my new Twitter account.  At present I’m using it mostly for my Project 365 posts (every day I take a photo of an event that happens during the day and post it), so you’ll see a Twitpic link that leads you to the photo I posted for that day.  (You can also see see a monthly composite photo here, a link to which will be in the sidebar.)

I’ll also try to stop in to post info about what’s going on in my crazy life, but with an average of 3 posts per month last year, that’s not saying much.  But I’ll do my best.

So Happy 2011 to everyone and I’ll “see” you around!

Happy New Year!

January 1, 2011

Oliver Watches His Message From Santa

December 21, 2010

Santa’s Message to Oliver

December 7, 2010

(Thanks to !)

(Crossing my fingers that THIS one works, after about an hour of monkeying around with it!)

His Third Year

November 29, 2010

It’s been so long since I’ve posted that my own blog forgot who I was and made me sign back in!  Such is the life of a new business owner, husband, and Daddy to an almost 3 year old!  Where has the time gone?!  As a smart person once said, “The days are long (Lordy is THAT accurate!), but the years are short.”  As I sit here looking at this little boy, wondering where my baby went, I can’t help but nod in agreement.


Daddy’s Pishee

September 17, 2010

First Day

September 13, 2010

I’m not sure how or when it happened, but I am officially the Daddy of a preschooler!

Today we got our crabby little camper ready for his first day at his new school.  After much finaggling and finessing we were able to get him ready and out the door with his new backpack (compliments of Tata Marguerite and straight from the Ivory Coast!) and his new lunch box (compliments of the kind man at Trader Joe’s who took one down from the ceiling where it was hanging on fishing line as part of their Back To School decorations!).

His first day was short (8:30 until 11:30) and was mostly about him exploring the space while Daddy & Papa hung out in the back of the room with the other anxious parents.  There’s nothing more stressful than watching Daddy’s Pride and Joy take a hammer to Little Susie, the daughter of the woman sitting next to you, and not knowing if it’s at all appropriate to tell him not to do it or if there is a more pedagogically acceptable way to do it.  Actually, I don’t really think there is anything more stressful than watching your kid with a group of other kids, period.  Well, maybe the intake meeting where the teacher and director ask questions about your parenting and discipline techniques, such as they are.  I distinctly remember hearing crickets after responding to “How do you discipline your son” with “time outs”.  Apparently that is no longer the appropriate technique.

After surviving the THREE.LONG.HOURS of watching our son not play with others, take the hammer to the windows, refuse to go with the teacher to the toilet, pick on Jimmy Neutron (this kid is potty trained AND fully articulate!  Why isn’t he in kindergarten?!), pee his pants in the dramatic play room, and walk out of the group meeting in search of toys, Daddy was definitely ready to call it a day.  Of course he had to pee his pants ONE.MORE.TIME before leaving, just so Daddy couldn’t walk out the door with that ounce of self-esteem he had left.

Thankfully the backpack was full of clean shorts and underwear.  Although we’ve been trying to entice him into the magic of the porcelain throne, he’s not having it.  Luckily it was a short day, otherwise he may have ended up going commando by lunch.

But Daddy & Papa are prepared for tomorrow!  The backpack is STUFFED with clean shorts and undies.

And the best part?

We only have to be in the room for 2 hours, then we get to leave for two hours.  What we don’t see (and hence can’t be anxious about), can’t be held against us, right?!

All kidding aside, he did really well today.  He wowed Teacher Ellie with his mad ‘putting away his dishes’ skills.

He’s definitely one of the younger ones in the room, so it makes sense that he’s a little behind on his social skills.  His language skills are a bit behind as well, but that’s because he’s learning three languages (French, English, and Spanish).  I know he’s a very smart, inquisitive, talented little guy and I can’t wait for him to get into the swing of things and continue blossoming into the beautiful young man he’s becoming.

White Men Can’t Dance

August 25, 2010

But apparently mixed-race boys can!  (Or at least they get an “A” for effort!)

As if that weren’t enough, he’s learning to break dance too!

Happy Birthday, Dear Papa

August 22, 2010


August 21, 2010

Guess who is being featured on BloomSpot?  (BTW there are some great shots of the salon on there, most of them mine seeing as their photographer, um, wasn’t up to my standards.)

Guess who couldn’t be more proud or astounded at how incredibly well things are going?

(In case you need help, the answers would be Salon Vert and me, respectively!)


(Au fait, BONJOUR DELPHINE! Bisous de la part de tous les trois!)


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