Sunday, November 16, 2014

Never Getting Married


This guy.
Killing me lately.
Such a big guy ("Mom. Your hair doesn't look crazy. You look beautiful.")
and yet so little ("Mooooom! Abby isn't including meeeeeee!")

I told him he'll make a great husband someday. 
"I'm always going to live with you, mom. With my whole family. I'm not getting married."
Let it be. 
Amen.


"Sounds good, Fordy! Stay with me always."
"Are you teasing, mom? Mom? Are you? Are you teasing? Sometime you tease me."
I just wanna eat him up.
And have him stay with us forever.

Will someone please alert the fairies that they are doing a stinky job of maintaining the fairy tree?
Thank you.
At least it looks pretty in pictures.


1300. that smile
1301. that laugh
1302. that intention
1303. that love

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Star of the Week


This guy. 
He loves to swing. 
But he's graduated to the big kid swings, thanks to preschool and the daredevil antics that he and his pals pull off. His self-assurance makes me so happy. Perhaps this is because I hid behind my mother until I was 4 and was afraid of men other than my dad. Does this explain something about me? Yikes!



And this girl.
Star of the week at her school recently. 
(Which makes the moms try to smile through their grimace as they get the "Hurray! Your child is star of the week next week!" paperwork. They know it means that your weekend will now be filled with making posters and prepping for the big oral presentation.) #thethingswedoforlove #iknowitsonlybeginning



I love these shoes....

Apparently her teacher prefers blue...

Abby got to "present" her poster filled with her favorite things. 
She even got to pick out which "pointer" would best fit her. 
The rose. Like Belle, of course.



A little commiserating with her teacher - i love Abby's hand on her shoulder.


So proud of her.
Didn't even think to prep her on anything -- she just handled it. 
Of course, she's my star every week (sap!)



1295. no nerves
1296. fordy behaving while in class
1297. love, love, loving our sweet kindy teacher
1298. God's providence in putting her in this class
1299. grandparents attending



Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Flashback Summer '14 So Cal


It's been so long now, that I think this should actually be called a flashback.

So, here we are, flashing back to the summer. 
In early July, we headed to Southern California to spend as much time as we could with as many friends as we could. 
It wasn't enough. I fear that it never will be.

The kids did pretty great on the drive down. Memories of crying as we drove up and down the 5 in previous years were fresh in our minds as we passed familiar landmarks. I suddenly keenly remembered taking Abby to Northern California as soon as we could after surgery. Some of those hours in the car were long. But this time, leaning on electronics made for some happy moments.

We actually headed to Palm Desert first, more on that later. And about two hours out from our destination, the kids got restless and Grant decided we needed to stop for ice cream at Mother Moo, our favorite old organic ice cream shop. There were many days when the kids have said, "I miss Mother Moo!" since we moved. I've wondered if they even remember what it is. But as soon as we got there, at 9pm, they knew exactly what to order (vanilla bean! double chocolate!) and so did we (mint chocolate chunk! salted caramel!). It got us through that final two hours....



We got to stay at our dear friend's home while they were away but got some good time with them before they left. Abby got to sleep upstairs with the sweetest God daughter  I've ever met and Ford got some tips on how to be a big boy from this cutie :


There was swimming....



Coloring at the homeschool table...


Donuts for breakfast...


Meeting new little boys for Fordy to hold hands with...




Reconnecting with old pals...


Meeting new little brothers...


Sharing Elsa love...


There was nose-picking and there were tears....


Trampoline jumping...


and "big girl" time...(i pray that she learns from them)...




...pizza time with the parents of kids that i went to preschool with...


and these crazies. i prayed for each one of them before they were born.
It's a bond that can never be broken - my love for them. Even from afar.
I'm so glad my kids know them.


And of course, 4th of July madness.





Happy late Independence Day, everyone! (wink).
Better late than never.


1290. air conditioning in the car
1291. a lovely place to stay
1292. generosity of our friends
1293. reconnecting effortlessly
1294. working out problems over text