Monday, July 27, 2015

Five Little Fingers



One whole hand.

That is how old my Colin is today. The big FIVE.

Oh my, this seems so old. So big. So independent. How can my baby boy be 5?!



This boy. He is something. Witty, smart, shy, adventurous, and caring.



He is competitive and loves loves soccer. He gets it. He gets the strategy, the control, the angles. It comes naturally to him.




 Getting to know Colin takes some work. It takes time. It does not come easy. He makes you work for it.


  But when he lets you in, when he befriends you and lets you know him, it makes all that work worth the effort.

He is loving and kind and fiercely defensive and protective. He is our little bulldog and he will fight for those he loves...no matter the size or consequence.


He is also naughty and silly and funny and feels ALL the feelings all the time...and when they are bad, you know it.


Colin is detailed and remembers everything. He can travel somewhere once and remember the directions, turn by turn. He reads maps better than his mom! (which is not really that hard to do)



This boy. He has captured my whole heart. We love him so.

Happiest 5th Birthday, my Colin. I couldn't imagine life without you.You make our life SO much better.

Just remember, you promised that you would give me lots of cuddles when you are 5, even when you are 8, and I plan to hold you to those promises! Because Colin snuggles are just the greatest.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Independence!


The Fourth of July is always a special time for us. With my oldest having his birthday on the 4th of July, there is always a reason to celebrate just a little bit longer. 
How did you celebrate?

Ours looked a little like this...


Miss Macy, water balloon helper extraordinaire.


Toddlers making great heroic stands on tree stumps.


Girl cousins frolicking towards the woods, hand in hand. 


Freshly water-ballooned boys turning 7 and asking for a flag cake because " It is ALSO America's birthday, so I should get the flag cake."
Mr. Patriotic 7 yr old.


Sometimes you just don't know what to do when everyone is singing and looking at you. 



This was the best picture we could get of the girls. So, yeah... toddlers.



Blue- eyed boys with blue tongues and blue suckers. The perfect summer trifecta.



The annual golf ball hitting on the 4th. Colin's swing is both scary and impressive.



Boats loaded down with kids, anxious to get the sandy strip up river and splash away.



The Muskegon River



Boat rides at dusk,worth the work of rowing.



When do you know that it is time for some fireworks?
When someone puts on her special celebration sassy pants, that's when.


Happy Birthday, Jack!
Happy Birthday, America!


I hope everyone celebrated and enjoyed their Independence Day!





Saturday, July 4, 2015

7


Seven years ago, this little monkey came into our lives and made it 100% better, in every way!

I became a mother for the first time and it was love at first sight!


Happiest Birthday, my sweet boy!

We love your funny jokes, your never-ending, but amazing fact knowledge, your kindness, your questions and your zest for life.

You know all the kids at your school and call them friends, and we love that you are a good friend to all those around you.

Your dance skills are also on point!


We love you SO much and can't wait to see what the year brings for you.

Time has flown by, and I can't believe that my little baby is now SEVEN!

Thanks for giving us the greatest seven years!

Happy Birthday, Jack!

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Lost & Found


Missing: Baby




A brown- eyed girl who loves to give kisses and snuggles. Calls her brother Boo Boo and her daddy, Daddin. Little Momma to all that come into her house.

Chubby little belly with roly little thighs and sweet cheeks.

Sings "Happy Birthday" with gusto and with an added " cha-cha-cha".

Takes two naps a day.

Eats all her dinner.



Found: Toddler



A little lady who has to wear hair clips or pigtails or else her bangs will go directly into her nose and stick to her face.

Favorite words: Mine. Why? Mine. Why? NO. Mine. Why? NO. Mine. Why?

Naps, optional.

Sharing, also optional.

Stolen toys, ripped Pokemon cards and giggles.

Running away in an open space, no matter where, which is hilarious...to her.

Sings " Oh, Baby, Baby" from Salt N Peppa's "Push It" thanks to the Geico commercial. It is actually hilarious, and slightly embarrassing when belted out in Target.

Eater of snacks, not dinner, and only half of the said snack.

Decidedly independent.




I seem to have lost my baby.  However, I have found a toddler. If anyone can tell me how this happens, I am all ears.* The toddler is cute and funny and loving and silly...so, I guess we will keep the toddler.


*I actually know how it happens. I  keep telling those kids to stop growing up and they never listen. Time stops for no man, or baby...no matter what you do.





Sunday, May 10, 2015

For the Mommas


This crazy crew made me a Momma.
I am so thankful.
They are my greatest joy, my greatest gifts and my greatest responsibility.
Raising them is awe inspiring, gravely serious and overwhelmingly fun.
I am so thankful for my Jack, my Colin and my Macy.


I would never be able to do even half a decent job at this thing called Motherhood, if it were not taught, reflected and shown to my by these amazing women. Each and everyone of these ladies have been an inspiration to me. Thank you for being such a great example of Godly, loving Mothers.

From Left to Right: My Grandma, my Mom, baby Jack, me, my Mother -in- law and Ryan's Grandma


So, Happy Mother's day to all the mommas, whether biological or adopted in one form or another.
May your day be filled with Love and Laughter!


Friday, May 8, 2015

Friday Favorites

I didn't plan on not posting for well over a month. But after a computer crash, Easter, the start of soccer and daily life, the days slipped into weeks and all of a sudden, another month is upon us.


But on this extra warm 80 degree Friday, these are a few of my favorite things.


1. Macy's nicknames.

 Our little lady is 19 months old now and talking up a storm. She has called Ryan "Daddin" for awhile now. She knows how to say Dad, Daddy and Dadda...but she prefers to call him Daddin.



Her latest nickname is for Colin. Once again, she has called him "Colin" for quite awhile now, but one day, she just started calling him Boo Boo. It may have been transitioned from Brother...but now, 80% of the time, she will only refer to Colin as Boo Boo. It is hilarious. Colin, however, is not so pleased. He is pretty patient with her, but will tell us to not call him Boo Boo, only Macy can do that.



2. Watching the boys play soccer.  

Both boys are back on their old team, which is great for the undefeated Colin and bad for the have yet to win a game or score a goal Jack. They both love it and except for one freak cold snap, we have had perfect outdoor soccer weather!



3. Kid-free trips.

Ryan and I were lucky enough to be able to take a quick trip to Chicago without the kids. It was the first kid free trip that we have had since long before Macy was born. We did a lot of eating, walking and shopping. It was a much needed, relaxing trip. I hope we can sneak away again soon!



4. Movie dates with my boys!

I was able to take Jack and Colin to see the movie Home during Spreak Break. It was a surprisingly sweet movie and I loved spending time with the boys. Now if I could just find a sitter for the Avengers movie with the biggest boy...

Colin and Oh, the main character of Home.


5. Kissing (and sometimes pushing) Cousins

We had my nephew and niece over for a few days and it was fun chaos. One thing that was constant was the great love that Macy has for her little cousin, Elliot, or as Macy calls him, Eyener. He was given many, many kisses and a few hugs that may have looked more like body slams. While the love between Macy and her 2 yr old cousin Audrey wavers with the toys involved, the love of Eyener remains true...until he can reach and take those toys.





Happy Friday!


Thursday, March 26, 2015

Conversations with Boys


I will tell you one thing. Having two boys in the house is not dull, nor is it boring, or monotonous.

Every day something pops out of their mouths that  makes me laugh, shake my head in pure wonder of HOW and WHY they think like they do. Little boys are gross. They come by it naturally. No one teaches them to love all bodily functions or laugh about certain body parts. They certainly do not hear that stuff from me, ( I am 90% sure they do not hear it from their dad...but I can not guarantee it, since he is, in fact, a boy)

So, once in awhile I remember to write some of things that have come out of their mouths. Ya know, to document it for future blackmail and embarrassment ;)

 Here are just a few conversations with my boys:

J-“ Mom, are you making broccoli?”
M-“Yes, I was making some for myself, but you can have some”
C- “ Yuck. I hate broccoli. Do I have to eat some.”
M-“ No, as long as you eat all of your salad at dinner.”

J-“ Yes, Colin. You need to eat green food. Green food is good for you. Green food makes you have hairballs in your armpits.”


While playing Skylanders/Superhero something together.

J(in play voice)- " I am going to lock you in in a deep, dark pit that you can never get out of"
C(also in play voice) -" Noooo. I will escape you."
J-" I am going to put in in a dark pit....THIS dark pit!!!" said while lifting up shirt and pointing to his very skinny, pale and completely hairless armpit.
Both boys fall to the floor laughing.


At bedtime, after getting off the phone with their Dad, who was working over night in Chicago.

J-"If I could have any super power, I would be able to reach through the phone and be able to see Dad and give him a big hug good night! Because I miss him and don't like when he is not here."
C-" If I had any super power I would crush stuff, like Crusher (a Skylander Giant, who happens to be Colin's favorite Skylander) I would crush my brother and I would crush this house."


While looking through some of our wedding photos with Jack to prepare for a school assignment, Jack comments on a picture of his dad waiting for me to walk down the aisle.

J-" Look at Dad's face. He looks like aghhh (while making a weird face)"
M-"Why do you think he looks like that? Do you think he was nervous to marry Mommy?"
J-" Yeah. He was probably thinking..I don't want to taste that spit!"
M-" Are you talking about kissing?!?"
J-" Yeah, when you kiss you taste spit."



While this is not a conversation, per se, it is a wonderful look into the minds of little boys.

When Colin is at preschool, he usually chooses to go to the writing center and will create a story. This will include him drawing the actions of the story, writing some of the words and verbalizing the entire story that he made up to his teacher or an aid. I love his stories and look forward to reading them when he comes home.

This was the last story he wrote:

"Once upon a time there were 3 snakes. They saw 2 gorillas and then the 3 snakes attacked the 2 gorillas. Then there was a dragon. And then the 2 gorillas, the snakes and the 1 dragon were fighting. After they were friends.
The End."

So, pretty much regular life here. Fighting and than friends.

It is all slowly starting to make sense, this life with boys.