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.




Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Remembering...


It doesn't seem possible that one year ago today my sweet grandmother slipped into eternity.

I miss her.

I miss her laugh. I miss her hugs, the smell of her perfume that hung to everything around her.

I miss her notes in the mail, to me, to the kids, to Ryan.

It still seems wrong that she is not here, like a nagging in the back of your mind that something is missing, but you just can't fix it.





While it is easy to sit here and feel sad, a bit lost, a bit mad (I hate cancer. Hate it, hate it, hate it) and wallow in the feelings that are still raw and fresh, it is not what I want this post to be about.

  I really just want to remember. I want to remember all the good.
SO much good.
So much love.
So much happiness and so much laughter.
Those memories are the ones that bring smiles through tears.
Those are on the things that I want to think about.



I want to remember how she was just the best Grandma and the perfect great -grandma to my kids.

She was an example of love and grace and honor.

She was a loving wife and followed my grandpa to Alaska and back in retirement.

She was an active and involved mother.

A giver of her time, her attention and her affections.

She was faithful.

She was strong.

She helped anyone who needed it, prayed for anyone at any time.

Wednesday nights and Sundays would find her at church, serving the children. Loving those who did not get much love at home, being consistent in their lives when few else had.

And that is just a drop in the bucket.






So today, I remember my beautiful Grandma.

I rest in the peace of knowing that she is in Heaven and that I will meet her there one day.

And oh, what a reunion that will be!

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Love Is...





~ Changing the sheets and a little boy who had an accident in the middle of the night...twice.

~ Holding a little girl, who cried for no apparent reason from 1am-2am, and than helping administer some tylenol to helps with those teeth.

~ Taking Colin to speech last minute when my headache was too much.

~ Working early in the morning and late at night, providing for our family, but keeping the family hours free.

~ Patiently showing Macy pictures, which she asks for on repeat.

~Hand writing a card with a beautiful, long poem about our live and love.



Thanks for showing me what real love is, leading by example. I love you today, and every day.


Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
 Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8