Hello everyone, and Happy Spring (aaaachoooo! sniff! sniff!). Allergy season is upon is and we are all one big itchy, sneezy family right now. Bennett has unfortunately inherited my eczema-prone skin so he's like one big itch-fest, enough for him to get 1% hydrocortisone lotion and a tiny dose of Zyrtec for relief. He has pretty much gotten over his faux-monia (although he did have an ear infection in between all that) and is just one, great, happy kid. It is fairly common these days to hear him say "Bennett do it" and "I did it!" while showing off his beaming, prideful smile. Lately, coloring is one of his favorite activities (and EVERYTHING is paper to him ...the walls, the bathtub, my white shirt) and so is watching Noggin on "mommy's pyooo-ter." He can click the mouse to start the music vidoes whenever he wants and he LOVES this (gives me time to throw dinner together in the evenings).
Bennett's godmother (hi Rod! Congrats on you know what!) asked what the deal was with our Oak Tree. As many of you know, we have this gi-mormous Heritage Oak in our backyard (actually they are two trees fused together). The tree is truly a giant and so beautiful -- it was a huge reason for buying this house. Anyway, I had an arborist come by and check it out, because we knew it wasn't doing too well. Sure enough, he said the tree was really sick - the trunk was so brittle. It did not help that the previous owner did a total hack job on all the limbs up top before we bought it (NOTE to HOMEOWNERS WITH TREES- Don't just hire any old guy with a truck and saw to cut your trees! These are living creatures that need someone who understands them to do the job - no matter what the cost!) The arborist said to call him in a year and he will give another assessment and will have to keep monitoring it - but at some point, we will most likely have to cut down this tree (which he estimates is about 120 years old). This news makes me so incredibly sad. Bennett's first birthday was next to this tree...I kind of had visions of him getting married under it one day. Oh well, the tree has given the world 120 years of itself which is pretty darn good! There was a family of six kids that used to live in this house, so I'm sure they had alot of fun with it. In the meantime, there is a bee hive in it now, making lots of honey. The bees freak me out but the arborist said this is probably good for the tree, and anything good for the tree is good for me.
Bennett's godmother (hi Rod! Congrats on you know what!) asked what the deal was with our Oak Tree. As many of you know, we have this gi-mormous Heritage Oak in our backyard (actually they are two trees fused together). The tree is truly a giant and so beautiful -- it was a huge reason for buying this house. Anyway, I had an arborist come by and check it out, because we knew it wasn't doing too well. Sure enough, he said the tree was really sick - the trunk was so brittle. It did not help that the previous owner did a total hack job on all the limbs up top before we bought it (NOTE to HOMEOWNERS WITH TREES- Don't just hire any old guy with a truck and saw to cut your trees! These are living creatures that need someone who understands them to do the job - no matter what the cost!) The arborist said to call him in a year and he will give another assessment and will have to keep monitoring it - but at some point, we will most likely have to cut down this tree (which he estimates is about 120 years old). This news makes me so incredibly sad. Bennett's first birthday was next to this tree...I kind of had visions of him getting married under it one day. Oh well, the tree has given the world 120 years of itself which is pretty darn good! There was a family of six kids that used to live in this house, so I'm sure they had alot of fun with it. In the meantime, there is a bee hive in it now, making lots of honey. The bees freak me out but the arborist said this is probably good for the tree, and anything good for the tree is good for me.
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