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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

My 5 year old!!

RYLEE MARIE HLINKA . . .  oh how I love you.
Boy it's crazy to think how one little girl can change your life, and Miss Rylee you have done just that.  I love that sassy, spunky, outgoing, adventurous, loving little personality you've got going on.  One moment you can be sweet as pie and the next you are yelling at Brady, arms crossed mad face on.  

It looks as though you've learned that anytime you see a camera to put on your best smile. You have learned to be a good friend, use polite words, ride a two wheel bike, draw the most amazing self portrait, make your own breakfast, pick out your own clothes and are learning how to swim.  You still take a nap for 2 hours almost every day and are more adventuresome when trying new foods.  The biggest lessons are yet to be taught or learned for that matter and I can't wait.  I try really hard each day to teach you by doing my best, but notice that you pick up on some of my faults.  I guess that is where the saying "do as I say not as I do" comes in to play. 

You have continued to be a wonderful student.  In school, soccer, gymnastics and daily life you listen, pay attention and take what you have been told and apply it immediately. You have recently been interested in how things are spelled and wanting to learn how to read. Your teacher is confident that you are ready for KINDERGARTEN!!  What??  How can you already be going to kindergarten??


You are turning into a wonderful big sister. Brady looks to you for help and you are, most of the time, willing to do just that.  I love it when you use your Mama voice and tell Brady "good boy Brady" You are doing a great job teaching him the ropes around the house, I am so proud of you!!  



We went to lunch at the Corvette Diner for you birthday with Steph, Jaclyn and Bella!!
 
Poor Brady, the only boy!!
Steph, Jaclyn, Bella, Rylee, Brady, Mama at birthday lunch
 Brady loved playing all the games and the best part was that he needed not one token.  He was so content pushing all the buttons and watching all the lights on all the game machines.
 

Rylee was the big winner on the wheel of fortune game.  She hit the jackpot for 500 tickets, we all couldn't believe it!!  The sad part was that all the tickets were electronic so not one ticket came spitting out :(
Winner Winner Chicken Dinner
  
Fun ridding a motorcycle!!
 
Rylee always wants to go to sushi for her birthday.  This year we went to Love Boat Sushi and it was great.  They turn off all the lights and sing happy birthday and put a crazy hat on you for you birthday  . . . She loved it!!!

Rylee and Yaya live for As Seen on TV items.  Anything Rylee sees and wants Yaya buys!!  So she REALLY wanted something called a cuddle cuddle puppet.  It's basically a blanket with the head of a unicorn as a puppet on one end.  Of course Yaya bought it and was bringing it to her birthday party the day after her birthday.  Bad idea on my part.  On the morning of her birthday she opened all the presents from Chris and I  and there was no cuddle cuddle puppet :(
All was better when Yaya and JJ showed up the next day with the coveted present and a new bike!!!!!!
Rylee and Mackenzie
 There was a new animated kids movie coming out the week of Rylee's birthday so we rounded up her friends for dinner and a movie birthday party.  We started at Pat and Oscars and then walked over to the movie.
Rylee and Bella
 
Cody, Laini, Chloe, Mackenzie, Kiera, Rylee, Quinn, Bella, Logan, Colton, Brady
 The kids were so cute all eating together and walking over to the movie together!

There was the claw game at the movie theater that all the girls wanted to play.  One million Hello Kitty dolls with one never going to pick it up claw.  All the mom's walked passed it the kids asking can I play this one and the mom's saying no it will never work.  I turn my back for one second, look over and see the Hello Kitty doll being carried across the glass and down into the chute.  Rylee and won the Hello Kitty!!!!!  None of us could believe it.  This was one of Rylee's luckiest days. . .  first the jackpot of tickets and then the Hello Kitty!!
Happiest Birthday Girl


After her birthday extravaganza Rylee had her very first friend sleepover!!  We got home from the movies, opened her presents and then the girls didn't go to sleep until 10:30.  They were having so much fun giggling and talking.  I can't believe they are old enough for sleepovers . . .  Steph and I used to talk about the day when we would be able to watch them play at the park and get to sit back and watch, I never once thought this far ahead!!
 
Happy 5th Birthday Rylee I hope we made it a special day for you!!
Holy Moly I have a 5 year old!!! 

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Surprise visit from Aunt B and Cousin Corny


Hi everyone! Guest blogger is back again! Cousin Corny is here to brag about her superstar soccer playing, baby cousin, Rylee.
For those who don’t know, soccer is a huge deal in my family. My older brother was a college soccer player (Go Spartans) and I was a varsity soccer player in high school. The Schembris love soccer so we were beyond excited when we heard Rylee was taking the field.
Aunt B and Cousin Corny 
Last year when I heard Rylee had joined a soccer team, I knew I had to make it down for a game. There were videos, pictures, and blogs being sent my way to show me what a little stud my baby cousin was turning into. When I couldn’t make my way to San Diego, I was disappointed knowing I was missing out on a big part of Rylee’s life. As a kid, sports are crucial. You not only learn the sport, you learn teamwork, dedication, and commitment. I am so happy that Whitney and Chris chose to let Rylee have this experience. Fast forward to this April, the month of Rylee’s FIFTH birthday (I still can’t believe it), and I experience a phone call that went something like this:

“Hi Birthday Girl! How is your day!?”- Me
“Good. ARE YOU COMING TO MY SOCCER GAME ON SATURDAY?!”-Rylee

Now, let me tell you this: when a 5-year-old says jump, you better say, “how high?” Cousin Corny does not tell Rylee no, I don’t care if she asks me to shave my head, wear a clown suit, and walk up and down the street singing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.”
Before I get into the surprise visit, let me digress a minute to explain a little bit about what being a big cousin means to me. I grew up the youngest of 4 grandkids on the Gould side. My big cousins, Whitney and Bryn, were the oldest, followed by my older brother, and then yours truly to wrap up the show. I IDOLIZED Whitney and Bryn (okay, let’s be honest, I still kind of do) when I was growing up. I can remember trips to Riverside to watch them in dance recitals, trips to Los Gatos where they’d watch me struggle through dance recitals (my rhythm is minimal), and countless bags of hand-me-down clothes that I inherited from my stylish older cousins. I even wore a prom dress of Whitney’s to a winter formal and let me tell you, I felt like 50 million bucks in that thing. Big cousins are a special, crucial part of life and I was blessed with two fabulous ones. The chance to have an impact on Rylee like Whitney and Bryn had on me gives me goose bumps.
Rylee and her biggest fans 
Back to the story. My mom and I were set to hit Newport the weekend right after Rylee’s fifth birthday. We had big plans to hang with Mimi, lay on the beach, hang out with Bryn, and do a lot of relaxing. Plans quickly changed when my baby cousin placed a phone call specifically requesting my presence at her game. So, there we went. Bryn and I packed up the car, woke up at the crack of dawn, stopped at CVS for poster making supplies, birthday gifts, and headed to good old San Diego on a surprise mission (not even Whitney knew we were coming, and that is a feat in itself).
Brady wanted to get in on the action
Bryn and I had the brilliant idea to hold the sign at the door and hide to the side so Rylee could open the door and see her sign and then we’d pop out. Imagine our dismay (sorry Uncle Jeff), when Rylee was out taking her team photo and we were only surprising my aunt and uncle. Anti-climactic to say the least. So we waited. And we played with the B Man (who no longer hates me but doesn’t realize he loves me quite yet), and we hid behind the island in the kitchen when they got back. The look on Rylee’s face was enough to make my entire weekend worth it. The hug I got was tighter than I knew a 5-year-old could squeeze. The smile I got was the kind that I still give when I’m borderline about to cry tears of joy but I’m trying to keep it together. The excitement from all parties was unfathomable. Mission accomplished.
"The Point"
The excitement only grew from there. She showed me her new booster seat (“Mama said when I’m 5 I get to have a booster), she showed me her new bike (“Look at this kick stand, Corny”), she showed me her room (“This is where we had my birthday sleepover”), and she made sure to make every last second of my visit count by inviting me into her world for a few hours. At the soccer field as we pulled up, I said, “Rylee. When you score today, point to me and say, ‘That was for my best cousin Corny!’” And sure enough, that little blonde headed ball of fire scored a goal, hopped up and down, and pointed. Right. At. Me. I have never had to hold back tears so hard in my life.
I told you there was a lot of pointing.
We held her poster, we cheered, and we got a lot of points (3 to be exact, hat trick queen). I beamed when her teammate asked who made her poster and she said, “My cousin, Corny.” And I couldn’t have been happier when she wanted to pass with me to warm up before her game. If it were up to me, I’d move to San Diego tomorrow to be at her side every single time she takes the field, the stage, or anything else she decides to do.
My baby cousin is the most special little girl around. She is braver than me, she is funnier than anyone I know, she has talent for days, and she is the sweetest little girl you will ever come across. To say I am lucky to be her “best cousin” is not saying enough. I look at Whitney and Bryn and I think, “How the heck would I know half of what I do if it wasn’t for them?” and I can only hope I teach Rylee the same important things.
Cousin Corny and Rylee 
Rylee, you are my favorite Purple Star and I am so lucky I got to watch you in action!

Cousin Corny
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Monday, April 8, 2013

The Weekend That Will Live in Infamy. SHANIA!

Guess who's back!? Guest blogger extraordinaire, Cousin Corny. You've all heard the Vegas story from the side of the flu ridden, now I'm here to bring you the not sick version.

For those of you who have ever partied with or been on an excursion with my dear cousin Whitney, you know she is the life of the party, the planner, the go to girl, and the leader of the pack. She plans dinners, bar hops, mixes drinks, finds fun places to go, and is always there to tell you what is appropriate behavior at a bar (hint: DON'T SIT DOWN). Imagine our dismay when Whitney complained of "car sickness" and we all rallied behind to get our leader back to health. "Take a Dramamine!" "Drink water!" "Sit in the sun!" were just a few of the things we all bossed at her in a panic when we noticed she was going downhill. In an attempt to keep the party going, Bryn and I decided to leave the sick one behind and hit the pool but in true Whitney fashion, she rallied, put on her suit, and even ordered a Lava Flow! If that's not brave, I don't know what is. At the pool, we people watched, drank, tanned, and checked on Whitney every 5 minutes as she got nauseous every time she flipped over. Car sickness, I think not. 

The bathroom bar
Fast forward to the hotel room, post pool, and Whitney would like the "heater to be turned off." Let me remind you, we were in Las Vegas where I would like to meet anyone who has ever used a heater in their lives in that city. Five minutes later, she wanted the "air conditioning off." Chills. WHITNEY HAD THE FLU. Out of commission. Dinner reservations, CANCELLED. Bar hopping, CANCELLED. Our fearless leader was out for the count and we were all confused. In another attempt to keep the party going as Whitney taught us, Bryn and I had a brilliant idea to move the party into the bathroom. It's big, there are mirrors, music can be played, and a bathtub is a perfect ice holder. Why not? We drank, we ate a cheese platter, we danced in the glass shower, and finally we got ready for the new plan: Blue Man Group, sans Whitney. 

As my mom, my aunt, Bryn, and myself headed out for the revamped first night in Vegas, we all cringed a little as we left Whitney behind in her bed, sound asleep, and apparently struck by the plague. A few beers and 4 bean burritos later, we were ready for Blue Man Group! The party must go on... only it kind of didn't. We all fell asleep at least once (remember, my mom and I flew in at 7AM and Bryn and Allison drove all day). Those little Blue Men scared me a little but it was fun nonetheless. Not exactly a night on the strip but it sure was fun to have some bonding time with the girls of the family while our blonde leader slept away her flu bug (or so we hoped). 

Blue Man Group without our 5th member
Bellagio Water Show. Minus Whitney 
The next morning, Whitney came busting in the non-sick room, "What's for breakfast!? I want to be included! I'm ready to rally!" We were all so excited! Bryn and I set out on an excursion for food that Whitney could stomach so we could get the trip back on track (and did I mention, met Missy Franklin during all of this chaos) Unfortunately, that rally lasted about 20 minutes and Whitney had migrated from 24 hours in bed, to an entire day in the bathroom. The non sick people left her to her own devices, hoping we'd return and the magic of Las Vegas would cure her. Meanwhile, we watched the Bellagio water show, ate lunch at Serendipity, shopped, and even tried to meet people from Craigslist to sell her ticket (and Mimi's)! 

With show time fast approaching and our Vegas fun continuing without one member of the group, Whitney shocked us. In true fashion, she got up, showered (good call), got dressed, and:
-made her way down the elevator and almost passed out
-held onto my arm through the casino while eating a starburst in order to keep from passing out
She made it! 
-conquered two escalator rides with a stop at the top where we were confronted by an EMT
-and finally found our seat where she was greeted by lasers and strobe lights that threw her back into a nauseated state for the beginning number. Thanks, Shania. 
Shania!
After all, we were all glad she made it. Shania is my absolute favorite and I owe that to Bryn and Whitney. I always jump at a chance to spend time with my big cousins and this weekend was no different. Even with the flu, the partying in the bathroom, the weird Blue Men, and a trip to the Chandelier Bar without Whitney, we managed to have fun and make memories. I will never be too old to look up to Bryn and Whitney. Each time I spend with them, they teach me something, take care of me, and remind me why I am lucky to have such great family. Plus, spending time with my mom and Best Aunt isn't so bad either :) They handled Vegas like champs! (for example, my mother walking the strip with a yard of margarita and my aunt taking a shot in the bathroom). 


It's never a dull moment with the Gould crew and I love every minute of it. We missed you Mimi! And we kind of missed you too Whit since I guess you were MIA half the trip! Glad everyone made it out alive! 

Until next girl's trip!

Cousin Corny. 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Easter in Newport Beach

We kicked off Easter this year with the annual Maybeck Neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt.  The Easter Egg hunt is great in theory but in all reality it is a lot of build up for 30 seconds of enjoyment.  All the adults in the neighborhood hid the eggs and the kids are all sequestered in one of the backyards.  Then like a shot out of a gun the kids are off and running and all the eggs are collected in matter of seconds (if only they would clean their rooms or pick up their toys that fast).  Seems like a lot of hype for such short lived enjoyment.  Maybe we are making it to easy for them, next year you will really have to HUNT for the eggs so it last longer.  Some kids even found a couple eggs from last year . . . yuck  . . . they were all moldy and gross . . . now those kids were really hunting!!

Everyone always has a great time at our neighborhood events and all the adult like getting together a catching up!!

As soon as spring break started and I was all better from my Vegas illness we headed straight for NEWPORT BEACH!!! Spring break, Mimi's birthday and Rylee's birthday seem to all go hand in hand.  So while we were there we celebrated Mimi and Rylee!

With the Vegas trip, planning Rylee's birthday and getting ready for Easter we totally forgot to see the Easter bunny, that was a first.  But we made up for it and he made his way to NB and the kids got thier Easter baskets.

The kids are learning that they can play in the street and that it's really fun (and scary) to run across the street and play.  Rylee got a skip it and mastered it in about an hour.
Jace and Gia joined us for the 26th street Easter Egg Hunt. 
 
 

After everyone took their naps we headed down to Nonnie and Papa's for a little Easter fun.  We brought the confetti eggs and Rylee tried to get Erin and Robyn. 

I love that Robyn is scared of a 5 year old with a confetti egg!!!!!
 
 

I think she won!!

We brought cupcakes and Rylee got to celebrate her birthday with her family, she's so lucky!
 

I love it when we all get together and they all let me take a group shot!!!

That's a lot of family, happy we could all be together!