I have known for a while that I just needed to get through this coming weekend and everything will slow down for a while. My cake decorating classes are almost over (my last one is tonight). If I'm given enough time I can now make all kinds of beautiful creations with buttercream, gumpaste, fondant, etc. This cake decorating thing has inspired me to pursue more of my interests.
Eli and Jaxon have been in swim lessons for the past week. I haven't seen it yet, but apparently Eli is really getting the hang of it. I think Jaxon will probably get it better next year. It will be so nice when I can not worry about them so much around water. They are having a great time with the lessons. The first day of lessons I asked them how it went and Eli told me he sank : ) This week he tells me he isn't sinking anymore.
The big news of the week is the family wedding this weekend. Most of the family will be in town. I'm pretty sure this is mostly going to be a blur of fun. The trick is going to be celebrating one of my favorite holidays with my boys (our annual traditions) while the wedding stuff is going on. I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Take the good with the bad...
Well, the news today is that my maternal grandfather isn't fairing too well. He has many problems that he must overcome in order to make a recovery and get out of the hospital. Every time we think he may be on the path to getting the needed surgery, something falls out of place and we have to fix another problem before surgery can occur. Today we need to get a stint put in to get one of the chambers of his heart working again. If that goes well, he may have surgery on his carotid artery tomorrow. This surgery has already been turned down once, and cancelled twice.
On a happier note, today is Brian's and my 9th anniversary! It is hard to believe all that has happened in 9 years - both in our personal lives and in the world. The world was a different place back then and we were different people. We still have most of the same traits we had on our wedding day, but we've grown into each other. His best and worst qualities have bleed over and become mine, and mine have become part of him.
The innocent eyes that we viewed the world with have hardened somewhat. 9/11 happened when we had only been married 3 months. That brought on war and recession. The recession prior to this one in our lives happened in the 80's while we were watching Fraggle Rock and the Thunder Cats. It really wasn't a concern of ours. War was something the US did really well. Brian and I only barely remember the Cold War. I remember the USSR was a terrible place, and President Reagan told some people to tear down a wall (which I still want my piece of Marylyn)! The gulf war happened when we were in junior high and it was minor compared to today's troubles.
Anyway, anniversaries for me are always a fun time of reflection. I have the most amazing husband. Brian cooks, cleans, plays video games and sports with my boys. He is one of the most patient people I've ever known. He encourages me, inspires me, and sometimes saves me from myself. Thank you honey for an amazing 9 years! I love you!
On a happier note, today is Brian's and my 9th anniversary! It is hard to believe all that has happened in 9 years - both in our personal lives and in the world. The world was a different place back then and we were different people. We still have most of the same traits we had on our wedding day, but we've grown into each other. His best and worst qualities have bleed over and become mine, and mine have become part of him.
The innocent eyes that we viewed the world with have hardened somewhat. 9/11 happened when we had only been married 3 months. That brought on war and recession. The recession prior to this one in our lives happened in the 80's while we were watching Fraggle Rock and the Thunder Cats. It really wasn't a concern of ours. War was something the US did really well. Brian and I only barely remember the Cold War. I remember the USSR was a terrible place, and President Reagan told some people to tear down a wall (which I still want my piece of Marylyn)! The gulf war happened when we were in junior high and it was minor compared to today's troubles.
Anyway, anniversaries for me are always a fun time of reflection. I have the most amazing husband. Brian cooks, cleans, plays video games and sports with my boys. He is one of the most patient people I've ever known. He encourages me, inspires me, and sometimes saves me from myself. Thank you honey for an amazing 9 years! I love you!
Sunday, June 6, 2010
The Clean Kid
Brian and I would never be mistaken for being too clean. We do what we have to to eat off clean dishes and wear clean clothes. The rest of the cleaning happens... when we get to it. Jaxon on the other hand LOVES cleaning (he gets this from my mother). If you'll let him play with the broom and dust pan he is happy as he can be.
Nap time at our house is sacred. More for mom and dad than the kids. We do not miss nap time! Today the kids weren't going down. Jaxon kept bopping out 5 minutes after we put him down each time. Eventually we assumed he went to sleep. A little bit later, Eli comes in dressed only in underwear and was trying to explain to us why he needed new underwear. The only part we really understood was "cleaning the bathroom".
Brian got up first. From across the house I could tell that Jaxon had locked him out of the bathroom. At some point Eli got in trouble and was crying. Brian was yelling and pounding on the door. Once I got them away from the door, Jaxon hesitantly let me in.
Oh boy, the suds and water we EVERYWHERE. Walls, mirror, toilet, floor... you name it and it was soapy. Jaxon had grabbed his spongebob sponge and was scrubbing the floor. We removed the kiddos from the room and cleaned everything. Brian was angry, but I was laughing hysterically. I found it so funny that when left to his own devices the barely-3-year-old would decide to clean the bathroom. The older, and wiser, brother decides to help him until he realizes that the cleaning is a little out of hand. Eli clearly didn't want to implicate his brother in this clean caper, but I KNOW how this got started. So if you come to our house and notice that for once the boys bathroom smells like roses, you can thank Jaxon.
Nap time at our house is sacred. More for mom and dad than the kids. We do not miss nap time! Today the kids weren't going down. Jaxon kept bopping out 5 minutes after we put him down each time. Eventually we assumed he went to sleep. A little bit later, Eli comes in dressed only in underwear and was trying to explain to us why he needed new underwear. The only part we really understood was "cleaning the bathroom".
Brian got up first. From across the house I could tell that Jaxon had locked him out of the bathroom. At some point Eli got in trouble and was crying. Brian was yelling and pounding on the door. Once I got them away from the door, Jaxon hesitantly let me in.
Oh boy, the suds and water we EVERYWHERE. Walls, mirror, toilet, floor... you name it and it was soapy. Jaxon had grabbed his spongebob sponge and was scrubbing the floor. We removed the kiddos from the room and cleaned everything. Brian was angry, but I was laughing hysterically. I found it so funny that when left to his own devices the barely-3-year-old would decide to clean the bathroom. The older, and wiser, brother decides to help him until he realizes that the cleaning is a little out of hand. Eli clearly didn't want to implicate his brother in this clean caper, but I KNOW how this got started. So if you come to our house and notice that for once the boys bathroom smells like roses, you can thank Jaxon.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Focus and Perspective
I have several friends going through different kinds of rough patches right now. Sometimes I get frustrated because I want them to focus on all the things that they have going for them. There are a lot of bad things in the world, and thank goodness most of my friends and family are healthy, have jobs, and have a nice place to go home to at the end of the day. While thinking about how some people in my life need to refocus, I caught myself needing a new perspective on something myself.
Eli and Jax are energetic little boys. Brian and I spend A LOT of our time herding them. Most days we are flying from one place to the next and don't have time for wrangling. I catch myself wishing that they would be immediatly obediant (not likely for a 4 and 3 year old), and do what I ask when I ask it all the time. Then a funny thing happened. I realized that much of the time when we are herding them or trying to convince them to do what we want them to do, they are having the time of their lives. Either they have fun with the herding, chasing, and racing us around, OR they are having fun with an activity we are trying to pull them away from. At first all I noticed was the running, chasing, and racing... then with a new perspective I realized that the kids are having the time of their life in those moments. Racing mom to the car, or being chased to the bathroom is FUN for them. I'm so thankful that sometimes my biggest frustration is that my boys are already living life to its fullest and still stop to smell the roses... even if we don't quite have time for rose sniffing. In the end what does being late all the time really matter if you are happy when you get where you are going?
Eli and Jax are energetic little boys. Brian and I spend A LOT of our time herding them. Most days we are flying from one place to the next and don't have time for wrangling. I catch myself wishing that they would be immediatly obediant (not likely for a 4 and 3 year old), and do what I ask when I ask it all the time. Then a funny thing happened. I realized that much of the time when we are herding them or trying to convince them to do what we want them to do, they are having the time of their lives. Either they have fun with the herding, chasing, and racing us around, OR they are having fun with an activity we are trying to pull them away from. At first all I noticed was the running, chasing, and racing... then with a new perspective I realized that the kids are having the time of their life in those moments. Racing mom to the car, or being chased to the bathroom is FUN for them. I'm so thankful that sometimes my biggest frustration is that my boys are already living life to its fullest and still stop to smell the roses... even if we don't quite have time for rose sniffing. In the end what does being late all the time really matter if you are happy when you get where you are going?
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