If only all the weekends could be this amazing.
Monday, October 23, 2017
Cheer Mom
One thing I have learned in the last couple of years is that God is patient. Very patient. When I was in high school a few hundred years ago, I had no tolerance for cheerleaders. The ones I encountered wore a giant hair bow that perfectly coordinated with their outfit each day. When they were called on in class, they pretended to not know answers they clearly knew and it irritated me. Seeing girls play dumb still annoys me to this day. But in my typical teenage superiority phase, I called them "Bow Heads". Obviously I was creative as well as condescending. Sigh.
And now this has happened. I redirected her attention several times the last few years from cheer to gymnastics but much to my dismay, she is officially a cheerleader for the elementary basketball team. I honestly didn't think she would enjoy it once she started. I was wrong. She loves it.
I am a cheer mom. And God is laughing.
And now this has happened. I redirected her attention several times the last few years from cheer to gymnastics but much to my dismay, she is officially a cheerleader for the elementary basketball team. I honestly didn't think she would enjoy it once she started. I was wrong. She loves it.
I am a cheer mom. And God is laughing.
Saturday, October 14, 2017
Friday, October 6, 2017
The Week
All my little friends returned this first week of fall break. I took advantage of their photogenic faces to get some camera time. I missed this.
The week wrapped beautifully. Three out of four of them were sporting food babies after Greg's grilled chicken and homemade mac-n-cheese tonight. That fourth belly though, is our little grandson. I happen to think he is already adorable.
The week wrapped beautifully. Three out of four of them were sporting food babies after Greg's grilled chicken and homemade mac-n-cheese tonight. That fourth belly though, is our little grandson. I happen to think he is already adorable.
Monday, October 2, 2017
A Birthday
Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. The toilet is spraying, the children are bickering, the toddler is screaming and the preschooler arrived in his underwear and peed on the floor. Also, rhyming is hard.
I wrapped up with this crew in time to host bible study. Birthday bible studies include wine because if it was good enough for Jesus, it is good enough for us. Being carded for said bottle of wine was a bit of a birthday highlight.
Greg took Kate and Ty to see his parents today because Kate has been pretty insistent she wanted to visit Grandpa's farm over fall break. I have taken more than enough time off in recent weeks so I stayed behind with the little ones and enjoyed a very relaxing evening with friends. As far as 44th birthdays go, this was a good one.
I wrapped up with this crew in time to host bible study. Birthday bible studies include wine because if it was good enough for Jesus, it is good enough for us. Being carded for said bottle of wine was a bit of a birthday highlight.
Greg took Kate and Ty to see his parents today because Kate has been pretty insistent she wanted to visit Grandpa's farm over fall break. I have taken more than enough time off in recent weeks so I stayed behind with the little ones and enjoyed a very relaxing evening with friends. As far as 44th birthdays go, this was a good one.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
Saturday, September 30, 2017
September In Review
After six weeks in a brace or cast, my right arm is free. It is weak, sore and some swelling remains but it is so nice to hold tea cups in that hand again. It's the simple things in life they say that redeem the hard moments.
When I entered this latest season of life, I was tired. Really tired. The year has been full of challenges and changes and I haven't weathered the storms as well as I should have. Lauren's move, Makenna's surgery and recovery, the sudden loss of the kid's friend and the brutal and painful way I lost Jen left me depleted. Those were just the big stories, with lots of little themes woven throughout. Life with five kids is always full of additional stressors. I no longer found joy in the things I used to and felt I was simply surviving. It was time for me to rest and I resisted.
Rest doesn't come naturally for me but as I navigated these past weeks with more quiet time than I can recall ever having in my life, Greg and I started dreaming of our empty nest. I am not in any hurry to grow my last babies out of our home but there is something sweet to anticipate in those days. In addition, I found I appreciated the peace and embraced time alone with my own thoughts.
I picked up my camera again today. I missed it. The sprinkle coated caramel apples bribed the most reluctant eight year old into cooperation and of course, my Kate Bug was an eager participant. Very recent changes to Greg's work schedule eliminated my handsome husband as my date to a friend's wedding so I have a stand-in. Ty says he isn't dancing with me and isn't old enough to get me a glass of wine but he is pretty cute. And then he also has a bedtime so we won't be having too much fun while his Daddy works.
Once again, we are learning to roll with the punches and making the most of the moments we have together.
When I entered this latest season of life, I was tired. Really tired. The year has been full of challenges and changes and I haven't weathered the storms as well as I should have. Lauren's move, Makenna's surgery and recovery, the sudden loss of the kid's friend and the brutal and painful way I lost Jen left me depleted. Those were just the big stories, with lots of little themes woven throughout. Life with five kids is always full of additional stressors. I no longer found joy in the things I used to and felt I was simply surviving. It was time for me to rest and I resisted.
Rest doesn't come naturally for me but as I navigated these past weeks with more quiet time than I can recall ever having in my life, Greg and I started dreaming of our empty nest. I am not in any hurry to grow my last babies out of our home but there is something sweet to anticipate in those days. In addition, I found I appreciated the peace and embraced time alone with my own thoughts.
I picked up my camera again today. I missed it. The sprinkle coated caramel apples bribed the most reluctant eight year old into cooperation and of course, my Kate Bug was an eager participant. Very recent changes to Greg's work schedule eliminated my handsome husband as my date to a friend's wedding so I have a stand-in. Ty says he isn't dancing with me and isn't old enough to get me a glass of wine but he is pretty cute. And then he also has a bedtime so we won't be having too much fun while his Daddy works.
Once again, we are learning to roll with the punches and making the most of the moments we have together.
Friday, September 22, 2017
It's a BOY!
Lauren and Taylor are thrilled to announce they are having a baby boy! We can't wait to meet our grandson!
Monday, September 18, 2017
News!
I got the all clear from my surgeon last week. I will not need surgery! I am supposed to be wearing the brace for another two weeks and will have one final xray in four weeks to make sure everything continued to heal as anticipated. I won't even require physical therapy which is wonderful news because I have taken more than enough time off with my babies and therefore couldn't easily make time for regular appointments anyway.
Benjamin returned for the entire weekend after going back home two weeks ago. He was missed around here. I am happy we get to remain a part of his life. Because we had Lauren, Taylor, the dogs and Benjamin sleeping arrangements were at a premium. Ty created his own accommodations. Layla loved it.
Ty's guidance counselor at school sends home information every year about creating an emotional safe place with cozy blankets, stuffed animals and favorite items to help children calm down when they are upset. Every year, Greg and I roll our eyes because we consider our entire home a safe place. So I sent her this photo. I hope she too is fluent in sarcasm. All mommas everywhere need a safe place more than the children determined to make us crazy.
My favorite time of year has arrived if you believe my front door and the candy corn basket I cannot keep filled. Please pay no attention to the 80+ degree weather. I'm not.
Makenna's Senior year headshot for the theatre department came in. This from the kid who refers to herself as the ugly Baughman. Seriously.
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