this past week, and especially today, i have just wanted to stop time and enjoy my boys at these ages forever. I have spent the past two to three hours just playing and staring at Ford while Frank is at school. I love his sweet, soft cheeks. I marvel at the preciseness of his fingers when he drives his cars and trucks. I opened the closet door and found 5 pairs of socks that he had nicely put in with his shoes because I guess that is where he believes they should go. I watch him neatly put things where they belong, and he usually doesn't quit until it is all in its proper place. He is funny and silly and i can only understand 3/4 of what he says. I can't imagine what all he is actually saying. He lets me hug and kiss him, even when he wants to get back to his business. He would move his bed outside if he could and resents it when i make him come back in the house. He is incredibly stubborn and I think we are just seeing the beginning of this side of him. It surfaces around his shirts, his shoes, and the food he eats. Don't even think about putting bananas on his waffles with peanut butter, and don't even think about crunchy peanut butter or it is already over.
he and frank continue to sing the Star Wars Imperial March CONTINUOUSLY throughout each day. they sing it first thing in the morning, during their meals, in the car, and at bedtime. sometimes i have to put a stop to it before i go insane, but today, i sang it with them because i realized that soon, as with all things, they will grow out of this song. frank doesn't even remember his love of "O Susanna" and the "Muffin man." and i thought those would be inbedded in his subconscious forever. So for now, we will love our John Williams and be thankful that at least they aren't singing Bob the Builder.
frank is so sweet these days and just lives to play with his legos and to please us. He loves to help and in general just to be with us. We have followed the lead of so many others and started reading the Little House series. It is a precious time to share with him as he loves it and loves the time together. He even enjoyed listening to me reading the Hobbit to Michael out loud on our drive home from Houston. I asked him if he had any idea what was going on, and he said, "No, but can you keep reading, please?"
maybe i am emotional today because i know in a few short months, life will be turned upside down again, and i will be sleep deprived and hormonal and irritable at these precious boys who won't deserve it. It took me about a month to recover from just our move, how much longer will it take to recover from having a new person? Nonetheless, I am getting excited to meet the new man. I find myself distracted in church these days as i stare at all the new babies around me. babies smell good. even their poop smells sweet.
So...i am putting it out there for all the world to know that i think they are all pretty amazing, and i feel pretty blessed to be their mom. i'm not sure how i got so lucky. Two weeks ago, all i wanted to do was to run away and go back to 12 hours shifts at the hospital. This week, I wouldn't give up being home for anything.
Oh that i could be a more balanced person!!!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
snow is charming
but as with all things that are cute and disarming, eventually the novelty wears off.
16 inches of snow in less than 24 hours was beautiful and exciting on day 1. On day 2, when michael has returned to work, and we are home again for the 8th snow day in two months, i am less than impressed with the magical qualities of the snow and more interested in how we will get through the day without the boys hurting each other and me going crazy in a corner somewhere. currently, my resolve involves me being upstairs planning for a few minutes while the boys are doing who knows what downstairs. nothing is plugged in or hot down there, so they should be fine.
goals for the day:
1. finish the valentines - Lord, help us. they are cute, but i hate the process. none of you should expect glitter this year. i just can't bear it.
2. break out the tempra paint
3. make Mary Lu's granola
4. watch another movie on netflix with the boys. last night, we watched Panyo, totally bizarre but in a beautiful anime sort of way
5. Lots of Laundry
6. make food, do dishes, make food, do dishes, make food, do dishes
7. put on rubber gloves and clean things that i am grossed out by
8. order printer ink cartridges
9. upload some of these snow photos
10. maybe take the boys back out there. maybe...
i have other ideas, but that should do for the day.
thanks for listening.
16 inches of snow in less than 24 hours was beautiful and exciting on day 1. On day 2, when michael has returned to work, and we are home again for the 8th snow day in two months, i am less than impressed with the magical qualities of the snow and more interested in how we will get through the day without the boys hurting each other and me going crazy in a corner somewhere. currently, my resolve involves me being upstairs planning for a few minutes while the boys are doing who knows what downstairs. nothing is plugged in or hot down there, so they should be fine.
goals for the day:
1. finish the valentines - Lord, help us. they are cute, but i hate the process. none of you should expect glitter this year. i just can't bear it.
2. break out the tempra paint
3. make Mary Lu's granola
4. watch another movie on netflix with the boys. last night, we watched Panyo, totally bizarre but in a beautiful anime sort of way
5. Lots of Laundry
6. make food, do dishes, make food, do dishes, make food, do dishes
7. put on rubber gloves and clean things that i am grossed out by
8. order printer ink cartridges
9. upload some of these snow photos
10. maybe take the boys back out there. maybe...
i have other ideas, but that should do for the day.
thanks for listening.
Monday, February 7, 2011
so my sister said, "have you given up blogging?"
to which i replied, "No, of course not." its just that....blah, blah, blah, excuses, excuses.
I will say that we have had 4 rounds of houseguests in the past one month. top that if you can.
it has been lovely and fun and made this crazy weather all the more tolerable knowing that in just a few days someone else will be coming to visit. but that said, i feel a little like a speedboat out on the lake. When they get going really fast, they just bounce from wake to wake and it is like they hardly even have their bottoms in the water. so where is this analogy going? i guess i feel like I've been going so fast that i haven't had my bottom in the water...yeah that doesn't sound quite right, but maybe you can tell what i mean.
all that said, i have been even more scatter brained than usual. This morning, I realized I forgot to call my most beloved aunt on her birthday. Happy Birthday Aunt Betsy!!!!!! Forgive me, I shall be calling this evening!!! I have also forgotten to pay some bills, call people i love, plan activities, and don't even get me started on my BSF homework. whoa. i'm in deep people, and we are meeting again tomorrow night assuming that the snow doesn't return before hand.
Last night, we were all excited about the super bowl. the plan was to make some cheese/rotel/sausage dip, hotdogs, and pudding pops - and grapes, because i am not the worst mom in the world. i went to Wal-Mart with everyone else in the city of fayetteville to purchase my food for the week in case the next snow storm arrived today (Here is where I confess that i no longer trust the weather people in NW arkansas. they may mean well, but they do not appear to be very accurate and that is all we need to say about them).
I returned home after about 3 hours, because actually, i was so happy to be out of the house and alone - that i also stopped at target to see what was on sale and what clothes would fit my growing mid section. I have all but given up on maternity clothes. i hate them. i really hate them. the shirts are all weird and cut so cutesy, they just drive me nuts. so, aside from elasticized jeans that are at times a necessity, i am doing all that i can to not purchase anything maternity. we'll see how that keeps working for me 15 pounds from now.
anyway, i returned home to find out that the channel we believed the superbowl to be on, is actually one of the channels that our antenna does not pick up. hmm.....here is where we wish to be more outgoing people. maybe we should have more friends by now, but we don't. and we don't yet feel like we can just call up one of our 4 friends and say, "hey, we know its last minute, but do you mind if we just come over and watch tv with you? we'll also be bringing our two rowdy boys and our crock pot of cheese dip. is that cool?"
so, instead, we had an anti-super bowl party and watched a movie with the boys. michael even went to the rental store to get something special. He rented, "The Rescuers" and bless that man's sweet soul, i know he meant well, but that movie sucks. my cheese dip, however, rocked. and i will tell you that the secret, as taught to me by George, is to add a can of cream of mushroom soup.
But here is the point of the story, i realized that i was overly irritable about not watching the super bowl, which is absolutely stupid. i don't even care about the superbowl. it was just because i couldn't have what i wanted, that i got all pissy. like some 2 and 5 year olds i've met (i wonder where they get it from). and then i realized as i was going to bed, that i need to slow down a little and get back to the things that make me a healthy, happy and a more loving woman. I need to keep in better touch with those i love. I need to work hard on my BSF homework. I need to connect more with some of the lovely people here in fayetteville. and i do need to do a little blog work, because it is healthy and fun for me. Basically, to use that really poor analogy again, I need to get my bottom back in the water.
I will say that we have had 4 rounds of houseguests in the past one month. top that if you can.
it has been lovely and fun and made this crazy weather all the more tolerable knowing that in just a few days someone else will be coming to visit. but that said, i feel a little like a speedboat out on the lake. When they get going really fast, they just bounce from wake to wake and it is like they hardly even have their bottoms in the water. so where is this analogy going? i guess i feel like I've been going so fast that i haven't had my bottom in the water...yeah that doesn't sound quite right, but maybe you can tell what i mean.
all that said, i have been even more scatter brained than usual. This morning, I realized I forgot to call my most beloved aunt on her birthday. Happy Birthday Aunt Betsy!!!!!! Forgive me, I shall be calling this evening!!! I have also forgotten to pay some bills, call people i love, plan activities, and don't even get me started on my BSF homework. whoa. i'm in deep people, and we are meeting again tomorrow night assuming that the snow doesn't return before hand.
Last night, we were all excited about the super bowl. the plan was to make some cheese/rotel/sausage dip, hotdogs, and pudding pops - and grapes, because i am not the worst mom in the world. i went to Wal-Mart with everyone else in the city of fayetteville to purchase my food for the week in case the next snow storm arrived today (Here is where I confess that i no longer trust the weather people in NW arkansas. they may mean well, but they do not appear to be very accurate and that is all we need to say about them).
I returned home after about 3 hours, because actually, i was so happy to be out of the house and alone - that i also stopped at target to see what was on sale and what clothes would fit my growing mid section. I have all but given up on maternity clothes. i hate them. i really hate them. the shirts are all weird and cut so cutesy, they just drive me nuts. so, aside from elasticized jeans that are at times a necessity, i am doing all that i can to not purchase anything maternity. we'll see how that keeps working for me 15 pounds from now.
anyway, i returned home to find out that the channel we believed the superbowl to be on, is actually one of the channels that our antenna does not pick up. hmm.....here is where we wish to be more outgoing people. maybe we should have more friends by now, but we don't. and we don't yet feel like we can just call up one of our 4 friends and say, "hey, we know its last minute, but do you mind if we just come over and watch tv with you? we'll also be bringing our two rowdy boys and our crock pot of cheese dip. is that cool?"
so, instead, we had an anti-super bowl party and watched a movie with the boys. michael even went to the rental store to get something special. He rented, "The Rescuers" and bless that man's sweet soul, i know he meant well, but that movie sucks. my cheese dip, however, rocked. and i will tell you that the secret, as taught to me by George, is to add a can of cream of mushroom soup.
But here is the point of the story, i realized that i was overly irritable about not watching the super bowl, which is absolutely stupid. i don't even care about the superbowl. it was just because i couldn't have what i wanted, that i got all pissy. like some 2 and 5 year olds i've met (i wonder where they get it from). and then i realized as i was going to bed, that i need to slow down a little and get back to the things that make me a healthy, happy and a more loving woman. I need to keep in better touch with those i love. I need to work hard on my BSF homework. I need to connect more with some of the lovely people here in fayetteville. and i do need to do a little blog work, because it is healthy and fun for me. Basically, to use that really poor analogy again, I need to get my bottom back in the water.
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