Tuesday, June 09, 2009
365::161
Monday, June 08, 2009
365::160
Sunday, June 07, 2009
365::159
A quick trip to the playground (the only time I think I saw HER smile all day.) And taking a Sunday drive by the old house (which is now for sale again). Seeing how the plants that we planted there have grown, seeing the yard, the deck that WE stayed up our nights building. We will do the same here, our sweat, our hard work...every detail of making our house a home we have done ourselves (no wonder it takes a lifetime to finish!)
Saturday, June 06, 2009
The party.
As always, Thank you to Kevin and Amy and family for great company and a very relaxing and fun evening:) Enjoy the pics!
two.
Happy Birthday!
Friday, June 05, 2009
365::157
- Lucas up at 5:30 AM (we turn on C. George and shuffle back to bed.)
- Us up at 6:30-7 AM , make beds, put in laundry, Josh starts his work day
- breakfast to the radio, usually panckakes, frozen waffles or eggs and fruit. Lucas cries until someone picks him up.
- Lucas, not much of a breakfast eater, gets crackers, oranges and "nella" milk for breakfast, he gets down from the table and dumps all his food (oranges too) in the back of his little tykes car and says he's driving to "work"
- Breanna eats some and then gets down and reads books
- I get lunches together, pack bags and put stuff in the car.
- Trevor finishes, goes upstairs to get dressed (doesn't need a sweatshirt b/c it's warm out according to him), brushes his teeth and comes down.
- Lucas wants to walk to the bus with us so we need to find his shoes (which are wet and sandy and still in the car from last nights' beach walk)
- Trevor is crying about not having his socks.
- Lucas starts walking to the bus stop, but is too slow. He needs to go back inside and has an absoulte fit
- Off to the bus we go! Deep breath, We made it another day:)
- Gosh, I don't want to to be done first grade....
Thursday, June 04, 2009
365::156
We're finding a rhythm to these late spring days. We're counting down the days until everyone is home again. Until then, it's still just You and I in the mornings. You always ask around mid-morning, "Down the Beach, Mama..." How could I not honor that request? Who needs to do laundry and dishes anyway?
Our daily walk.
The smell of the air.
The sound of the waves.
Time for just you and Me.
The feeling of sand and mud between our toes and fingers as we build sandcastles and throw rocks in at the water's edge.
Alot of, "Look at THAT mama!"
Peace.
I look at my watch and notice that life just moves more slowly down there.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
365::155
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
365::154
Seriously.
("Mom, I just wanted to call you and tell you that I think I just saw Jumpy Squirrel in the woods")
Monday, June 01, 2009
365::153
"Mom what is your favorite morning sound?"
"I don't know"
"Mine is the birds..."
My eternal optomist....I wish I could be that happy on a Monday morning.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
365::152
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Happy Birthday Jeff!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
getting there.
Just a quick note-Bre is REALLY potty training. She has been going on the potty whenever we remember to bring her at home and today at school, she pointed to the bathroom sign twice and when they brought her she went pee! YEAH! It's the first time she has ever used the bathroom at school. Small steps:)
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
365::147
Monday, May 25, 2009
365::146
Memorial Day.
I'll always be thankful....
For the men and women who aren't at home this year having picnics with their families because they are fighting for my freedom. Or for the men and women who will never be coming home. We salute you and pray for the loved one's who support you at home. Look here for the final Salute.
Happy Memorial Day.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
365::145
"Gratitude is noticing the extraordinary in the ordinary. And then taking the nanosecond to feel it."
~ Karen Krakower Kaplan
Saturday, May 23, 2009
365::144
Two.
Friday, May 22, 2009
365:143
Thursday, May 21, 2009
365::142
You want your hair long on top and refuse to get a haircut (OH, my!)
You love, Narnia, Starwars and playing with Army stuff.
You are playing baseball two nights a week.
You love birds and eagles are your favorite.
You love a warm day with a "gentle" breeze.
Have only a month left of first grade--YIKES!
You love gardening and water your seeds everyday by yourself.
You love cuddling up at night and reading a book together (I Love it too!)
You love life and are mostly happy and excited about everything we are doing (love this age!)
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
365::138
Saturday, May 16, 2009
365::137
Friday, May 15, 2009
365::136
Love this!
What a special treat...a Friday afternoon and evening spent at home! Bre used the little potty totally unprompted! It was the gorgeous day, we had a campfire and S'mores at night. Trevor and I completed a little clay project. WE have a full fridge, we exercised, AND Trevor and Lucas fell asleep in the same room tonight---Hallelujah, we have our room back to ourselves after 7 years (it is a little sad though...they ARE growing up so fast)!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
this just made my day.
What hits me, is just the number of amazing people that are a part of my life because of this sweet little girl. :)
Hi Cindy,
I had the BEST session with your daughter today. First I must share with you that it my great pleasure to be able to work with her! She puts her whole self into every task I put to her. Today she and I enjoyed many giggles on the playground and she was communicating beautifully with back-and-forth requests and comments. Her combinations of signs and verbalizations are quite effective when she is engaged in an activity that she enjoys and her comprehension grows daily. With encouragement and some assistance, she participated in a brief, play interaction with her peers where she was requesting turns with objects and pretending to eat ice-cream. Her classmate had asked her repeatedly if she wanted ice cream and what flavor she might want. After staring for a few seconds, she paused, closed her eyes for a moment and then spontaneously declared in perfect form, “I want ice-cream!”
nearly fell over and cheered her on for probably too long! She looked at me as if to say, “What? Didn’t you ever hear anyone ask for ice-cream?” She’s amazing! Give her an extra hug tonite, she earned it.
Thanks for sharing Bre with all of us – we all draw straws to get in line to work with her!
Hi Cindy,
I had the BEST session with your daughter today. First I must share with you that it my great pleasure to be able to work with her! She puts her whole self into every task I put to her. Today she and I enjoyed many giggles on the playground and she was communicating beautifully with back-and-forth requests and comments. Her combinations of signs and verbalizations are quite effective when she is engaged in an activity that she enjoys and her comprehension grows daily. With encouragement and some assistance, she participated in a brief, play interaction with her peers where she was requesting turns with objects and pretending to eat ice-cream. Her classmate had asked her repeatedly if she wanted ice cream and what flavor she might want. After staring for a few seconds, she paused, closed her eyes for a moment and then spontaneously declared in perfect form, “I want ice-cream!”
nearly fell over and cheered her on for probably too long! She looked at me as if to say, “What? Didn’t you ever hear anyone ask for ice-cream?” She’s amazing! Give her an extra hug tonite, she earned it.
Thanks for sharing Bre with all of us – we all draw straws to get in line to work with her!
365::135
You will only go to bed or nap after we read a book "one more time" and Froggie and Bunny are tucked in beside you. You also have a fan and music on.
Your favorite books are If you give a Pig a Pancake and DOgs colorful day.
You are talking in full sentences and love to end your sentences with "me."
You HAVE to be in control at all times and can throw a tantrum like the best of them.
You HAVE to walk---no strollers or backpacks
You eat the wierdest breakfasts.....protien bars, pickles?!?!?!
You love ride-on toys and sports (golf, baseball anything your older brother is doing)
You love to take walks (we take one daily) and gather sticks and acorns for your pretend "fire"
YOu Don't share and if you see someone touching something that you have claimed to be yours, you yell the loudest yell I've ever heard, "MINE!!"
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Tuesday is pick up day.
Tuesday is the day I always pick Trevor up at school. It used to be because he had swimming lessons and it was nice to get home a little earlier before we had to go. Now that lessons are over, it's just nice to see Trevor's smiling face coming down the hall at the end of the day and it's my day off anyway.
A lot of times, I like to bring Breanna with me to the school to practice walking holding hands in from the car and she LOVES to watch the buses and play on the playground. A lot of other Mom's are there waiting to pick up their kids and you can tell that Breanna makes them a little uncomfortable at times (she is very LOUD usually when she tries to verbalize things). I don't really care however, but it's hard for me to try to strike up a conversation with a Mom I don't really know because I feel like I don't really fit in with them. I think it's more me than them b/c I see them walking out of school with their typically developing daughters and I sometimes look at them and wonder if Breanna will ever be there, running and playing with her friends, listening to her i-pod, or texting on her cell phone. I can't help but feel a little sad about it. Maybe that will get better with time, or maybe it won't.
The weather was beautiful, sun shining, cool breeze blowing. I see Trevor's bright shining face coming down the hallway to greet me. Did you have a good day at school? , I asked, He said, Yeah, Can we play on the playground? Sure, I said. I asked Breanna if she wanted to play, she said, YEAH!, so off we went. Trevor ran full speed with two of his buddies to the monkey bars. and proceeded to fool around, standing on top, climbing and using their best potty-talk boy playground conversations with each other. It is really a hoot to see.
Breanna navigated the playground with ease, but hersometimes funny walk and loud voice, some people would stare at her. Then Trevor's friend said to him, Trevor your little baby sister is REALLY WEIRD!. Trevor could have cared less and really just ignored the whole thing and went about playing and laughing. But for me, I felt the lump come up into my throat. This is just the beginning I thought. This really caught me off guard. Do I say something to the little boy explaining that Breanna has Down Syndrome and what that means?? or maybe his mom? What would I even say? I guess I haven't really prepared myself for this yet. I decided to ignore the whole thing and head toward home. I felt that lump again, thinking of how long this journey will be through the school years, not just for me, but for my sons as well. Now, I really don't expect a first grader to understand what Down Syndrome is, really. But what scares me is the fact that there are so many older people out there who don't understand it at all. Another scary thing is now that Breanna is getting older, others are going to start having expectations of how she should be especially when they don't realize her disability. She's not just hidden at home anymore or at her special preschool. I'm not scared for me, I'm scared for my boys. They don't have the adult sense and reasoning skills yet. How will it affect them when people make comments about Breanna to them, or don't want to visit the house because of her? All I want is for her to run and play with her friends, and do the things that kids do. I know it won't be easy, I don't expect life to be. That is why it will be oh so great when I can look back on this post and know we have gotten there.....
Monday, May 11, 2009
365::132
Sunday, May 10, 2009
365::131
- Suprised with tea in bed and Trevor's homemade cards and gifts
- Ran my first 5 K ever!
- A HUGE omlet breakfast
- a trip to Lowe's
- relaxing,reading magazines and a having a BBQ dinner
- Josh doing everything (thanks honey!)
- A nice walk with the boys
- lots of playing, hugs and kisses
- pretty much the best day ever.
On Mothering.
Now.
No One ever told me.......
How hard and incredible this mothering experience would be
how much I would change with each child
That I could be perfectly happy with a life that didn't turn out at all how I had expected.
That the fear, worry and responsibility would drive me crazy sometimes.
That I would always wonder if I was doing the right thing....
That I would put my heart and soul and every fiber of my being into this job and still love it.
That I would forget what a full night's sleep felt like and still be fine.
That you guys would be fine if I didn't do everything perfectly.
That you would love me no matter what my mistakes were.....
This poem touched my heart:
For my kids....... (By Karin from here.)
And I wonder if I looked at your eyes enough today
Or hugged and kissed you enough
Or made you laugh enough
Sometimes I miss you while you're at school
And I wonder if I made the right choice to keep working
Or if I should have stayed home
Or been your at-home teacher
Sometimes I miss you while you're taking a time-out
And I wonder if I'm being too hard on you
Or if I'm fighting the right fights
Or giving the right discipline
Sometimes I miss you while I'm making your dinner
And I wonder if you notice that I pour my love into every meal
Or if you'd rather I order in and spend time with you
Or invite you to the kitchen to help
Sometimes I miss you while you're playing in the other room
And I wonder if I should come play with you
Or make up a new game
Or teach you my favorite one
Sometimes I miss you while you're right next to me
And I wonder what it will be like when you've grown up
Or when you go away to college
Or when you visit on the weekends with my grandkids
Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I could stop time
And play with you and savor you and love you
Or hold you until my arms don't feel the impending emptiness
Or talk to you until there is nothing left to say
Love you guys....most of all for making me a Mom and the person I am today.
Happy Mother's Day , Mom and to all the Amazing Moms I know. Motherhood is a gift, let's celebrate!
Saturday, May 09, 2009
365::130
Friday, May 08, 2009
365::129
Thursday, May 07, 2009
365::128
It's the get ready for the weekend day (since it's my day off) and chore day. Meal Planning, grocery list making, laundry doing, bathroom cleaning, errand running, etc, etc..... My system for planning meals has worked really well for us for about the past 4-5 years. We make a menu for the week and try to mix up recipies from new magazines and our old standbys depending what is going on that week and when the work days and sports practices are. Then I make a grocery shopping list (divided by isle) for the big shopping trip on Friday mornings (my crazy day). Usually this helps me not to forget anything, although there is usually another shopping/errand day on Tuesday to pick up a few more fresh things and household items. I'm looking forward to taking part in our brand new Farmer's market this year, we have already bought into a share from a local farm. This week is dreary and rainy, but Summer is coming.....
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
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Monday, May 04, 2009
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Friday, May 01, 2009
life is too short.
I have missed a few weeks at the gym--school vacation, crazy work schedule (I know, excuses). When I got back today there were signs all over that one of the instructors (who I had been taking classes from for at least 5 years) was killed tragically and they were raising money for her children. This is what happened. Please Pray for those girls. It is so sad to see someone taken out of your life that you knew, but didn't really know. It really makes you think. Thank you God for this day, and that I can go home and hug my kids tonight and tommorrow.....
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