Bring a fridge!!! Jen did!
Monthly Archive for August, 2005
That’s my secret to growing a monster zucchini:)
…with 2 kiddos and a 5.5 month old – that\’s a whole other post!. We went for 4 days and 3 nights. We filled the car and the handy-dandy trailer we bought at Home Depot. Blessed trailer – without you we would not have had bikes, nor sleeping cushions, nor excessive amounts of snack food, nor easy-up canopy, nor tarps, nor cases of water, nor exersaucer for baby … none of the things that made our camp-site a home-site… People take less stuff backpacking in Europe, and we were only an hour from home!
I should be embarassed! I\’m not. Comfort is the key to successful camping!
I have a list. A long list (again – t.r.a.i.l.e.r.) A list of items that make camping a bit more fun, a bit more easy, a bit more unique… Maybe I\’ll post it sometime. But first, I need to get some sleep. Then, in the morning, I need to clean the dishes I threw in trash bags that last night because I didn\’t feel like boiling water in order to wash them (thanks to Casey for that lil\’ tip!).
I’m about to dispel a myth about 2-year-olds that has been allowed to spread for FAR TOO LONG. It’s an Old Wives Tale – kind of like the myth that pregnancy lasts 9 months. Um, I’ve been pregnant 3 times now – and it has lasted 10 months EACH TIME!!
I digress…
The Two’s are N O T terrible. They only SEEM terrible because one has nothing to compare the beast called “2″ to. You see, once one lives through a child being 2, one must slap on the protective gear – radiation suit and all – and prepare for: (que music) dum, dum, dum – the THERRIBLE THREES!
OK, so I need to work that a little. “Therrible” is not a word. Cut me some slack – I am still trying to figure out how to tickle fight in a radiation suit…
to be a blessing to my kids when they are adults. I am inspired by what Katherine wrote about her mom. I aspire to be make such an impact.
I got saw this at Sing for Joy and couldn\’t pass this up – especially after getting all frustrated about Lucy keeping me up most of the night. So, here are 10 blessings that are within one meter of where I am sitting at my computer.
1. Cute and happy pictures of my children smothered all over my wall.
2. The refigerator – food!
3. Baby swing and Johnny Jump up – happy healthy baby!
4. Phone lists – friendships!
5. Blue prints – a new house (6-10 months away, but a bigger place!)
6. Cash – able to pay the bills:)
7. iPod – music, music, music!
8. Cook book – I can read and I love to bake!
9. Calculator – I don\’t have to do math in my head.
10. Baby blanket and ball on my desk… life is not all work:)
that is what happens when baby wont sleep at 230 am, 3 am, 4 am… and mommy isnt sleeping, what is left to do… baby is happy on lap while mommy types with one hand – minus the shift bar, thus no capitals, apostrophes and certain punctuation marks, can i actally phrase a question without a question mark…. deep thoughts instead of deep sleep. cant do those silly smiley faces with the colon symbol either… but i can do these symbols…-=`[];\’,./ cool. this just took my right hand 2 hours to type. now my left hand is asleep and soaking in baby drool. i guess the click of the keyboard worked better than the rocking chair this morning……………..
of life with you my darling Olivia… Picture me, bent over, on my hands and knees, washcloth in hand… cleaning. Cleaning blackberries, applesauce, cheese, toast, goldfish crumbs, milk, water, soda, water, water, water, tiny pieces of paper, rocks, pizza sauce….
Today it all started with donut all over your face, then as you got the blackberries out of the fridge you dropped them and smooshed them in your clean socks. Then you dropped you cake on the ground at t-ball…
Your first change of clothes came by 10:30, after t-ball. Our trip to the zoo was rather uneventful. You did leave soaking wet because of all the time you spent in the fun water area, but we expected that to happen… I brought back-up clothes:) Less than 2 minutes into the dry clothes, I had to put you back in the wet clothes. Accident. One kind of wet is better than another…
It was a family fun day, so we headed straight for ice cream. You got to eat a little over half your cone before it crashed on the floor. On the drive back home you poured the last half of your water into the cup holders. When we got home, we had a tickle fight on the couch. Maybe we need potty breaks before tickle fights:)
I figured we had used up your quota of oopses for the day, so I thought pizza and soda (in an open cup) on the kid table in the living room would be safe… an open cup, silly Mommy!
It was getting late, surely it was time to settle down. I heard the sound of shovel against dirt. Instead of getting jammies on, you were in the front yard, shoveling dirt – into the air, barefoot…
Darlin’, as much work as it is too keep up with you, I can’t imagine life any other way:) I just need to stock up on more washcloths! Did I mention the haircut you gave yourself on Wednesday??? Who needs bangs anyway???????
Six years ago, my life changed. It changed in ways I could have never imagined. I remember that day like it was only weeks ago. It was the day my arms first held you, my eyes first gazed upon you, my lips first met your fuzzy newborn head.
You are 6 now. You have a lot more hair now:) That morning 6 years ago, you took on new challenges – life outside the womb. This day your challenges are very different. You are striving to become more independent. You are becoming a boy who deals with life and its challenges in older ways. You share your feelings and your share your heart with words. You show us daily that you are sensitive and strong. Daddy and I are learningabout your tender and empathetic heart. You are intuitive, passionate and are a natural negotiator.
You prefer predictability. You want to know what the plan is for the day, the next day and the day after. You appreciate follow-through and remember promises – or even the mention of a possibility. You are very helpful with your sisters and watch out for their safety. Sometimes you and Livi get \”into it\”, but you are a protector and caretaker first.
Like your Dad, you have a comedic gift. You have a dynamic personality and an incredible sense of humor. You have a knack for comical timing and are gifted at doing impressions (especially Napolean Dynamite and Harry Carry – as performed by Will Ferrell of SNL – as performed by Dad). You are particularly skilled in the way of the Jedi. You can wield a light saber like a Master (as well as a baseball bat), and your sound effects are truly impressive. You are creative, outgoing, and confident. As bold and as excited you are about the things you love, you show your disappointment with equal force:) We never wonder how you are feeling. NO ONE ever wonders how you are feeling!
Your favorite activities at 6 years old are mastering the light saber, running naked through the sprinklers, playing with any kid I can possibly round up, watering the garden, protecting mommy and your sisters, and just about anything that involves running – especially running with a light saber, but… I think the biggest desire of your heart is to use the Force in light saber battle with your Dad… or wrestle with him… or battle him with the couch pillows…
I loved you before I ever held you, and my love for you grows more every day. When I pray for you I ask for protection of your mind, your spirit, your body. I pray for confidence and compassion, tenderness and strength, and love and faith in God. I see all of these things in you, and I pray the fruit of these traits grow and bless each person you meet… they are already a blessing to me and Daddy.
I love you THIS MUCH (can you see my arms stretching reaching the moon???).
Mommy
I have a “Wellness” category on my blog. ha. hahahaha. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…
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