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Happy Birthday Tyler! It is so hard to believe that 18 years ago today, at this time, we were anxiously awaiting our new baby’s arrival. Tyler, who was in no particular hurry to enter the world (he should have been born on St. Patrick’s Day) arrived at 5 p.m. on March 22nd.
Before his arrival, I could not understand how a mother has enough love in her heart to love two little babies, but taking one look at that face and holding him for the first time in my arms, there was no doubt that I would love this guy (I can’t say “little” since he arrived at 10 pounds 12 ounces) with all of my heart and soul.
and this picture
Tyler has grown into a wonderful young man who makes his mom very proud.
Happy 18th Birthday Tyler! I love you!
It is so hard to believe that TJ will be graduating in a few weeks, making prom even more tear jerking. I warned him that this would be the first of many tear filled events for his mother over the coming weeks.
To make a special day even better, it was a historic event in the Heffernan house. It marks the first and last time that all three boys attended the same prom. Here is Tyler and his date
And last, but not least, Tim with prom date.
Almost 17 years ago to the exact hour, as I write this, our second little boy slipped into the world. Bearing no resemblance to his brother, Tyler came into the world weighing a whopping 10 lbs 12 oz. He was such a big baby that newborn diapers didn’t fit and the nursing staff had to get diapers from pediatrics since he exceeded the newborn 10 pound limit. He has grown like crazy and now stands the tallest of all the boys, very close in height to his dad.
All the boys were baptized right around a month old. So, believe it or not, this is Tyler who looks considerably older than one month at his christening.
Here is a picture of Tyler and his friend Anna playing with chopsticks at dinner in Burlington last night. Tyler has grown into an intelligent, handsome and funny young man.
We love you, we’re so proud of you.
Happy Birthday Tyler!
Last night was confirmation night. Tyler and about sixty or so other candidates were confirmed at St. Peter’s Church in Rutland. TJ was Tyler’s sponsor and it was very nice to see the boys together. I was very proud that TJ stood up for his brother. Last year, TJ was the last candidate confirmed. He and the Bishop had a conversation after he was confirmed, while the entire congregation looked on, making TJ very nervous. This year, Tyler was confident that he was “safe” considering that he was by no means the last one. Evidently, Bishop Matano had other plans though and took the time, after confirming him to ask them both questions. He evidently remembered TJ from last year. It provided us all with some chuckles.
Tyler took a great deal of time setting up under the tree and working on the train. He also did a wonderful job taking these pictures….so I share…. The Village. We started these buildings the year Tom and I got married (which..ahem will be 19 years in a few weeks). Each year or two we had a new piece. The train didn’t come until the boys arrived since it seemed that every Christmas tree for kids (be they young or young at heart) should have a train under it. Each house has a meaning… we started out with a Christmas Tree Lot (which Tom was doing at the time) and Scrooge and Marley’s building (which is the closest we could come at the time to a lawyer’s office). Since then there is a house which resembles our house here in Vermont.
TJ and Tyler were invited to a sweet sixteen party for three of their friends on Saturday. TJ was escorting one of the birthday girls. The party was “dress to impress” formal.
Here’s a few pictures of the boys all dressed up…… pretty handsome, don’t you think?
So…who was it that TJ was escorting?
They make a cute couple….but no.
Again, another cute couple, but Emily has a few more years before she’s celebrating Sweet Sixteen (and for that my brother is, I am sure, quite grateful).
No, TJ was escorting his friend, Maddie to the party.
Not the greatest of pictures, but hey, they were in a hurry to get inside!
At 5 p.m. on this date, our middle son arrived into this world. An easy delivery after our first son which was startling considering the kid weighed 10 pounds 12 ounces at birth. So hard to believe that a baby that didn’t even fit in newborn diapers arrived into the world so easily – or so it seemed. It was a little scary since he was whisked away quickly as they were concerned about shoulder dystocia and his (gigantic) size which could indicate other medical issues, but all turned out well with him. He looked way different than his older brother.
We’ve been lucky to have known him and have him in our lives 14 years today. I wouldn’t trade him for the world. He’s funny, empathic, a good cook, patient and handsome, if I do say so as his mom.
His cake well, that’s another story. The cake was baked bright and early and eaten in part by the dog before noon. The second cake was in the oven by noon and proceeded to turn into a Haiti cake by 3 p.m. Oh well…… still it tastes good and he seemed to think it was awesome. (No accounting for teenage taste in appearances I guess – I was heartbroken – he thought it was the best cake… ever).
Well, all those raspberries we picked on Sunday were turned into jam on Monday. The raspberries were beautiful. We picked 24 pints and used 20 in the 20 jars of jam that we made, leaving 4 to pick on which made Tim just so happy.
Here’s the recipe:
- 8 cups of freshly washed raspberries.
- No Sugar or Low Sugar Sure Jell 1 1/2 packages
- 4 cups of sugar
- Mash 8 cups of raspberries with a potato masher. Mash leaving larger pieces of fruit for a chunky jam.
- Put fruit and 1 1/2 packages of Sure Jell (Low Sugar) pectin into a saucepan. Make sure that the pan is significantly larger than you need if you have never done this before because it will froth up quite a bit during the boiling process.
- Bring fruit and pectin mixture to a boil. Boil until you can no longer stir down the boil – ie- it is still boiling as you are stirring.
- Add the 4 cups of sugar. Stir occasionally until it returns to a boil (again, a boil that cannot be stirred down) and let boil for approximately one minute. A good test is to take a clean spoon that is cool (run it under cold water) and then dip into the mixture. Pull it out and see if the cooling jam will stick to the spoon. If it does then the jam is good and will jell properly when cool. If it slides off the spoon add the other 1/2 package of pectin, bring to a boil again and boil for one minute. Repeat spoon test.
- Pour mixture into clean, sterilized jam jars.
- Wipe rim of jars and then place gasket and seal. Put all jars into a water bath for 10 minutes plus 5 minutes for altitudes over 1000 feet. Altitudes over 2000 feet add additional 5 minutes for each 1000 foot increment of altitude.
- Remove jam from canner. Allow to cool. Check seals. If lids are not secure, repeat water bath to properly seal jars.
When the boys got home from canoeing, I promised them that I would take their disposable cameras and develop the pictures. I had also found 3 cameras in boxes of stuff we had moved from NJ and thought that I would take them as well, since this is so not what I would normally do, having a digital camera and all, and they would probably sit in a drawer or box for another who-knows-how-long time until I discovered them again. So…with some anticipation as to what was on these “mystery” cameras we picked up our photo envelopes from Walgreens and headed home.
The boys were happy with their pictures and glad to tell me all about their adventures. I will post some of their pictures and they are, I must admit, beautiful and the scenery in person, must have been breath-taking. I wish that I was there, except of course for the bug part – since the boys confirmed that the mosquito is indeed the state bird of Maine. I, as those who know me well know, am the ultimate mosquito food. Hence, they would have had to remove my shriveled body from the Maine woods, as after 6 days there would have been nothing left of me. Yet, I digress – back to the mystery rolls of film.
These are my older two boys, TJ and Tyler, photo obviously courtesy of their brother, Tim taken in Florida in Disneyworld in 2000. I was pleasantly surprised to find these since all of the digital photos of that trip are floating around in the black hole of the dead hard drive since the photos were all meticulously uploaded each night by my husband from our hotel room to our computer in NJ so we wouldn’t lose them, which hard drive of course crashed within hours of us getting home and before they could be burned to disc or copied or printed or anything. So…..I am left with the photographic genuis of a 3 year old to commemorate that trip. That and one of those “we’ll take your picture for you before you eat dinner in our restaurant” photos taken by Disney.
The remaining pictures on the rolls, are mostly worthless, since they are taken by 3,4 and 5 year olds whose photographic capabilities rested with whatever happened to be moving at the moment. There are nice pictures of backs of heads, lots of people we don’t know (but who I am sure would have enjoyed the pictures) and the ground. So much for leaving photography to the children. But, the surprise was pleasant and the one or two pictures that were worthwhile like the one above, brought a smile to my face.
So sick and tired of buying containers of Arizona Iced Tea (which by the way are NOT recyclable here PETE 5 so it’s a gigantic pain in the butt) experimented with our own iced tea. While I was in Iowa, I drank a lot of unsweetened iced tea, which was really good and decided to make some at home. I know that the boys prefer sweetened. I made two batches, one English breakfast sweetened with our homegrown honey and lemon and one Earl Grey unsweetened. Both were good, and the boys even delved into the batch for me (so go figure). This afternoon, Tyler announced that my iced tea “was pretty good”. Curious, since their great grandmother was known for her homemade iced tea, which they grew up with for many years, I asked him how my tea compared with Nanny’s. He drew me a chart, with Nanny’s on the top, undrinkable tea on the bottom. I am pleased to say that I rank right below Obby, which is about 2/3 up the “Tyler Tea Scale”. He told me that with “some practice” I might be able to be as good as Obby. Her tea is better, he said, because she’s been doing it for LONG time. (His emphasis Obby, not mine). His advice was I better make more and “practice”. He also wanted to know if maybe I could get Nanny’s recipe book for iced tea — Ah, if only there was such a thing! I often have wished for the same for some of my grandmothers’ and grandfather’s recipes!
Today is Tyler’s birthday – he is 13 today. Although we’ll celebrate later with cake, our tradition has always been to open presents first thing in the morning. Today was no exception and here are the pictures.
Boy do I feel old—- mother to 2 teenage boys! Yikes!