Thursday, December 18, 2014

Throwback Thursday

I interupt this Christmas countdown to bring you Halloween.
Every now and then, I stay up past my bedtime and scroll through the pages of this blog to remember what life has been life like.  I stare at my kids and wish I could go back to the moments just for a second and remember them in their littleness.
Next year, when I'm up past my bedtime, I don't want to wonder what happen to 2014's Halloween.
Our theme was "things with wings."  I didn't mean to have a theme, it just panned out that way.

 We had a peacock, a monarch butterfly and an owl.  Because I like to torture myself I made the costumes again.  Every year I do this, and every year I ask myself why I don't just buy them.  Before you feel impressed by this, please know that these costume involved no sewing, very little money (because we had most of what we needed) and a lot of hot glue.







It was pretty cold Halloween night.  Maggie and Cooper didn't last very long before they were ready to come home.  I took Libby around the neighborhood and I don't ever want to forget how excited she was to run up to every house that had a light on.  Her energy was infectious.   When I would lag behind she would yell over her shoulder "Mommy, come ONNNNNN!  
And just so the record will show what a horrid mother I am, we convinced the children to choose ten of their favorite candies from their Halloween loot to keep and donate the rest to the soldiers who are deployed to countries that apparently don't have candy.  Our dentist gave them a dollar for every pound they donated.  I don't ever remember my mother being so cruel...However, I do remember the Halloween candy disappearing mysteriously before Christmas ever rolled around.  Hmmmm????
Merry Christmas and Happy Halloween too!
Grace and Peace
xxx

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

The Best Things Happen While You're Dancing

Have you watched White Christmas this season?  You need to make that happen asap?  Just so you know, my favorite scene is "The Best Things Happen While You're Dancing" scene.    Enjoy Maggie dancing...
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Grace and Peace

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

School Programs

Children's program's are a spectacle. Everyone wants to see their little one up close and personal.  Last year we arrived on time and got seats clear in the back of the room.  She was a mere speck on our camera lens we were so far away.  This year, I though we would be in the clear since her class needed to be there earlier than the other children to get prepare for the Nativity scene.  You can imagine my surprise when we arrived, on time again, and the parking lot was full...I think I said something like "crazy preschool parents."  
 Of course I'm one of them!
We got better seats this year, not quite so far back.  My girl was so proud to be a camel.  She got to make a camel noise and was pretty good at it.  Who new camels even made noise?  I didn't.  She was not happy about standing next to the shepherd, he was not happy about standing on stage at all.
 I love this moment that some how Kevin captured. It's the moment after they take the stage and she scans the audience trying to find us.  All the crazy parents are waving with both arms, or doing that loud finger whistle to get their kid's attention.  I just smile my big, proud smile, knowing that if she looks hard enough she'll find me.  When her eyes find mine, she does her shy smile which is so not in her nature, but comes out in moments like these.  I love that moment when she needs us  to be there for her and because we are proud of her she feels proud too.
She did a great job!  No wild dancing this year :)
 My cousin said something profound to me last Christmas about children's performances and I tried to remember it this year.  He said that all those videos we take of our children preforming we never really watch and by filming it, we normally miss the whole thing.  I put my phone down for this performance and just watched her. It was good advice.  I'm still glad that Kevin took a couple pictures though. (Babette watched it too, I think she was just trying to get a picture here, she didn't look at her phone the whole time).
 I don't know why she looked so big on Sunday.  They all wore red to church on Sunday, and you know how I feel about red in December.

 I missed my chance to get a picture of them all together.  I feel like in December on Sundays for church everyone should wear red.  I have stuck closely to this rule ever since Libby's first Christmas when I put her in red almost everyday.
 Poor little Mags didn't feel well on Sunday, she's perked up now.  One day she'll have her moment on stage.  I think she'll surprise me with her energy.  All this time I thought she was shy.   She'll show me.
Until next year's Christmas show.
Grace and Peace
xoxo

Monday, December 15, 2014

I Almost Forgot


 Remember when post after post was just about this girl.  This amazing, spirited, imaginative girl.  She'll never know exactly how I feel about her.  The truth is she challenges my patience to its limits every. single. day.  She makes me pull every creative parenting tool out of my bag and sometimes creative parenting gives way to grouchy ungrateful parenting.  She never stops talking. Ever!  She asks question before I even know that there is a question to ask, and leaves me utterly exhausted after a simple conversation because I just can't seem to give her the answer she wants to hear.
But,this girl, my lovely Little, she pulls at my heart strings in her own special way.  I miss her then, when she was my only baby and I miss her now, everyday off at school. 
Just a quick story or two of her magic ways.  
Last week her listening ability was at a zero, and I was basically fed up and not talking very nicely to her.  I had asked her to clean her room, and when I tucked them in that night, I found that she had decorated the Christmas tree in her room all on her own.  Not only were there the ornaments she confiscated from our family tree (with out permission mind you), but there was personal artwork created by her, several toys placed gently on the branches, a whole host of toys sat around the base of it, and a purple sparkly crown was her angel on top.  I love that about her. She knew I was furious at her for all sorts of things, but she still stopped to put a purple crown on top of her tree.  That's just like her.
During the same rough week, one of her favorite toys got a tear.  To say that she was distraught is an understatement.  She had to take it to the store immediately to have it fixed.  I calmly told her that going to the store was not possible right then, but we would put it where ever she thought it would be most safe.  She took to my bedside table and said "I want her right next to you Mom."  Broke my heart in the most wonderful way because despite my failures she chose me to protect her precious toy.
Last thing, we took the family to see a fantastic display of lights this weekend.  While Daddy, and sister, and brother slept through it!!!! She "ooooed" and "ahhhed" at every twinkle.  At one point she said "it looks like we are driving into heaven" and at the very end she said "this is the greatest day of my life."
I love the passion that she lives every day of her life.
Precious girl.
Grace and Peace
xoxo


Thursday, December 11, 2014

Throw Back Thursday!

I stressed myself out unnecessarily tonight and don't have the energy to write.  I have a Libby post coming your way soon though!  In the meantime, enjoy one of my favorite videos of all time!

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Maggie In The Middle

The things that I can write about our Little Maggie Bell have all been written before, but they are worth saying over and over again.  She is so sweet and caring.  I honestly don't know where she came from.  She is a sensitive little soul.
 A week ago, she woke up with the saddest look on her face.  When I asked her what was wrong she said "Daddy is the meanest Daddy ever!"  I was surprised that she would say that about Kevin, so I said, "No, Maggie you have the best Daddy.  Why would you say that about him?"  She burst into tears and proceeded to tell me that he threw all of her toys away and that he even threw one of Libby's in the oven and one in the sink!  I asked her if she had a bad dream about Daddy.  She said no, and that he really did it.  I suggested that we call Daddy to ask him about it ,but she refused to talk to him!  She was convinced that Daddy threw all of their toys away and was quite distraught over it.  A couple hours later she was skipping through the kitchen and looked at me and said, "you were right Mommy, it was just a dream."
Funny little girl.
 Maggie is like a good medicine on a bad day.  Just this Monday she was afraid that I was going to get upset about something and she put her hand on my shoulder and said that she would draw me a picture.
Bless her.
Sweetest girl I know.
I hope she stays like this forever.  She told me the other day that she loved me forever and that she was never going to let me go....I feel the same way about her.

Grace and Peace

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

A Blog About A Boy

 Sometimes, I feel like this little boy has been with us forever and other times I feel like I should still be holding him in my arms.  Truth be told I still hold him as much as I can.  I wish that I could slow down enough to take every nap next to him.  I really should sit on floor with him more and play.
 He loves to play.  He loves balls, cars and trucks.  He also loves to throw things.  See that apple he is eating, in just about a minute he's going to throw it on the ground and say "ball" and then if it rolls a far way he's going to say "whoa!"  I think that for a fifteen month old he talks quite a bit.  My experience is limited to the three fifteen month olds I have had.
 His laugh comes from his belly and fills the whole room with joy.  In fact, when he laughs everyone will come from the other rooms in the house just to hear the sweet sound.  He is the perfect amount sweetness mixed with mischievousness.  He can clear the playroom shelves in a minute. He'll look at the mess, then look at me and say "uh-oh."  Today he empty a bin of my things and said "oh no!" He's so cute when he says it I can't get mad at him.
 We love this little boy like crazy.  Fifteen months later and I still can't believe he's ours.  He's something special.  I wan't to keep him and all his littleness mine forever, but I can't wait to see how he's going to impact the world around him...With a smile like his, it could only be for the better.
Tiny son, turns to little boy. Sigh.
Grace and Peace
xoxo