to write about the delight...

payday

2012-02-09T10:54:00.001-08:00

Getting my kids to bed can be one of the craziest times of the day, probably because we are all tired. Last night after baths and PJ's, I noticed a diaper that was just the slightest bit wet on the floor in the bathroom(yes, it is not out of the ordinary to find diapers laying around). I had given Nathan this diaper the night before when he was already in bed and we had company over. He said he had to go to the bathroom so bad he couldn't hold it. I've heard this before. It's very similar to- I need a drink or I forgot to brush my teeth. He had just gone potty about 10 minutes before so I knew he could hold any pee that he had somehow magically produced, he just couldn't hold his excitement of company being over. So I said if he had to go so badly he could go in the diaper I handed him. It was dry in the morning. I guess his magical pee magically disappeared. So why was it wet the following evening? "Mom, I peed in the diaper during quiet time today so I didn't wake you up. I knew you were taking a nap." I saw tenderness in my baby's eyes and thoughtfulness in his words. I went over to him with a few tears in my eyes, cupped his face and thanked him for how he had loved me. He beamed.

Once the two kids were asleep I brought Stephen down to play with us (we do this almost every night). He is such a relaxed kid that he is 14 months tomorrow and is still not walking. Well...last night he took his first few steps. There is nothing like seeing this tiny person lift his foot while the rest of his body looks like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. He knows I'm rooting for him. I'm clapping and yelping. His foot lands just in time for his hands to reach his daddy's arms when he lets his whole body fall into him. He squeals with excitement.

While tying my daughter's shoes this morning I could tell she was thinking and focusing on what I was doing. I ask her if she is ok. It isn't quite normal for her to be so quiet and still. She smiles a "Whitney" grin (a grin from ear to ear) and says, "I love you mom."

This afternoon, I tried taking Edgewater to pick up Nathan from school. I have been taking the back roads for the last few weeks because Edgewater is being repaved but today I decided to take my old route. I get stuck in a long line so decide to make a right turn into the neighborhood to only get stuck behind a slow moving truck just to find my road doesn't cut through. I must have made some sort of noise because Grace asked what was wrong. I told her I was frustrated with my decision. "It's ok mommy," she gently said with a smile to encourage me.

I don't get a paycheck for what I do. I don't get a job well done by my superior. I don't get acknowledgment from my coworkers. I don't get a pay raise. Usually I'm thanked by stickers, smiles, thank yous, and maybe a hug- with some needed prompting. When they happen on their own, it is a special moment. I got a raise today. I was tenderly cared for by my son, encouraged by my 2 year old, and saw a milestone accomplished by my little baby. I would call that a good day at work...I got payed today.

my hands are full

2012-01-17T11:58:00.000-08:00

The clock says 10:26pm. Why am I awake when I could be sleeping? I dream about my cozy bed and being curled up asleep (or at least resting) all day long. As much as I may sound like a kid with a dollar in his hand in a candy store... because I can! The house is quiet, everyone is asleep (yes, even Michael) and I have the house completely to myself. I have freedom. It's almost like I'm on a mini unexpected vacation. I can watch the TV without any interruptions, read in silence, sit as long as I want, eat, or check facebook...who cares that I'm exhausted and can't keep my eyes open. I know these things might sound like normal freedoms to some of you but to a mother of 3 very young ones, it's hard to get some Sarah time during the day (or night). I complain often of being tired (and even blame Mike for keeping me up later than my preference) and needing more sleep. So shouldn't I take advantage of this time and GO to bed? At this time my hands are empty from responsibility and for that reason, I stay up just a little bit later.

When I go out with all three kids (which doesn’t happen very often-on purpose) I hear a common statement from people. Doesn't matter how old or young they are. They all say, "You have got your hands full." My sister and I laugh about this because it is without fail that we hear it. She has 2 kids. I wonder if people say that when you only have one. Cause they have their hands full too. Maybe it is because we look overwhelmed. Sometimes strangers say this with a big smile which I take as, 'You're doing good...keep it up....I know how hard it is.' Other times it is with some hesitation in their tone like 'Why did you have three kids so close in age? That’s a lot of work.'

Well, yes it’s a lot of work and yes I’m overwhelmed. But is that bad? As much as I love my 10:30pm vacations, I love knowing I have three precious souls upstairs (asleep!). It’s difficult to remember this at times when I am carrying Stephen (with my bad back) while literally running after Grace in the parking lot telling her to grab my hand as Nathan is running even further up ahead. I’m concerned about their safety but probably even more concerned about what all the other moms are thinking of me. This is when I wish I had four hands…two for carrying Stephen and two more for Nathan and Grace. Having my hands full is a great place to be. I know, it's not fun to have my two year old throw herself on the parking lot pavement in front of all the other parents at school but it’s ok. It’s ok because I love picking her up, carrying her flailing body to the van (shoving her in) and then hugging her. Loving her. Praying for her. Honestly, I struggle with the inconvenience, the lack of Sarah time, the constant sacrifice but I love them. I love them more than I love my 10:30pm Sarah vaca. Yes, four hands would be handier than two, but I’m thankful for my two hands that are able to love my three kids.

House Hunting

2011-09-26T11:14:00.000-07:00

Hey Friends,

Mike and I are in the process of selling our home! We are supposed to close at the end of October. So we have been out looking at houses. It is fun to see the layout of the houses and how people live. We have never bought a house together before so this should be fun :) I know many of you out there have bought houses in the last 5 years or so. House hunting may still be fresh in your mind. Any suggestions? Anything we should or shouldn't look for? Anything you wished you had known before buying or moving in your home? I would love to hear your thoughts! Please!

baby see, baby do

2011-09-14T12:19:00.001-07:00

I was relaxing on our couch with a glass of hot tea (yummy! if you put flavored cream in it). Because I was reading, I wasn’t paying too much attention to where I was placing my hand while reaching for my glass and the next thing I know the tea had spilled on the carpet, rug, couch and on a bunch of cord outlets. “ Oh shi%^" I accidentally said. The next thing I hear from my sweet 2 year old curly haired girl is, “Oh shi*^”, grinning from ear to ear. She was smiling with pride, not because she had any clue what either of us said, but because she loves acting like mommy.

My kids like to imitate me. If I wash the dishes, they like to use their soapy hands to scrub off their plates. If daddy is mowing the lawn, Nathan begs to go out with him just to be a part of what he is doing. They are always watching, listening, observing, assessing, and learning. I love it when I spill something (ya, spilling happens to me a lot) and Grace lovingly says, "That's ok mommy. That happens." I love it because I know what comes out of her mouth has a lot to do with what she has heard.

So what are my kids learning from me? I hope they are learning simple tasks like cleaning up after themselves, working hard, and eating healthy. Do these things really matter though? Although having quiet children at the dinner table or children who put their dirty clothes in the hamper are nice (and make life easier), is this what raising a child is about? When they are grown and think about what they learned from daddy and mommy, what do I want them to remember? What do I want them to see and feel each morning they wake up and what do I want them to hear again when their head hits the pillow? What am I doing to encourage or discourage these things from happening? Do I think about ways I can implement these things during the mundane hours of the day or am I just going through the motions (trying to survive these moments)?

One thing I love about watching my kids play is how much they enjoy life, especially the simplest things. They see a bird and squeal with delight because of its silly beak. They make up their own words and giggle with delight. They are amazed at the size of the construction equipment we drive past every day. This is when I want to imitate them. Enjoy life...laugh...notice the little things...be grateful. Mommy see, mommy do, right?!

4 years

2011-08-01T05:40:00.001-07:00

I can't believe my son is four years old! Let me brag on him a bit... he is reading level 1 books, knows where some of the states are on his map, can recite his address, can tell you the president, is a natural leader, gentle with his brother, extremely social with everyone, is a daredevil and brave, brings so much joy to our family, loves to make people laugh and be a ham, is a singer and dancer, jumps around everywhere, and a precious gift to Mike and I. I can't imagine life without him.

We had a small pool party for him on Friday and then went to Disney with the James family on Saturday.

first day of school

2011-07-27T11:48:00.001-07:00

I spent a good half hour or more training Nathan this morning on reoccurring areas where he tends to lose self control. “Whoa!” You might say. “That sounds a little bit like a drill sergeant. He’s only 3.” Let’s rewind my thoughts. Last night, I was reading a blog, which led me to another blog, and then another (you know how that goes, right? kinda like our thoughts). I ended up reading a blog about a certain parenting style and I went to bed wondering if I am not strict enough with my firstborn. But I am daily wondering if I am too strict with him. There lies the problem. I want him to be independent, creative, and think for himself. But I also want him to respect and love others, to listen to directions, and respond to correction. What is a mother to do? Is there something that I should be doing that I’m not? I have been weary lately. One thing that helps me in these times is to train. And train. And train my children some more.

I taught 5th grade before I stayed home laying around eating bom boms, doing nothing…just raising kids. I spent the first week of every school year, teaching and practicing all the rules and procedures of our classroom. They had to be taught step by step the expectations of them or how else could they be held accountable? Try telling 25 ten year olds to line up at the door. It would be chaos. Some would line up at the front door, some the back, a few would look around and see what others were doing, the boys would yell and race, some would ignore you and pick their noses, others complain. Now try it like this….when I tell you to line up at the door you will immediately stand up quietly, tuck in your chair, walk to your designated spot, and stand still. Watch me, I’ll show you how to do each of these steps. Now, let’s all practice. Good! Let’s practice again. The children weren't trying to be defiant, they just hadn't been taught. Lining up was one of the first things I taught each of my classes. I was petrified of taking 25 students down the hallway without giving them specific directions first. I knew if I didn’t it would be a disaster, not only for their safety but for my sanity.

So why should I expect my 3 year old to get into the van properly without repeated instruction? We have practiced many times before but he has had a difficult time lately. So, back to the first day of school. We reviewed each detail again about how we ask to exit the garage door (not run out the house door to open the garage door), walk straight to the van door (not touch all of daddy's dangerous tools), climb up (instead of running around the van) and keep our hands to ourselves (rather than hitting a sister), sit and buckle up (instead of climbing around). This training might sound silly and unnecessary. But it is a success when 3 kids are in the van without anyone's fingers getting pinched or heads bumped by yard tools and we have avoided any fights or tears. I LOVE teaching my kids!!! They LOVE practicing!!! So why don’t I do this more?

I find that when I’m getting upset with them, it helps all of us to stop, and do ‘first day of school procedures’ again. I think as a parent, I forget that I have been on this earth for a long time and know how to do simple tasks, like wash my hands. But have we taught our kids how to do this? How long, how much soap, how much water, can we smear soap on the mirror, can I splash water on my sister, can I get in the sink? Ok, these things will happen regardless if we teach them or not, because they are kids, and we will laugh (hopefully not yell). But what a wonderful opportunity we have each day to teach our kids. Teach and train them how to listen, care for their siblings, show compassion, pray for their friends, enjoy creation, and look for ways to encourage their daddy’s.

Memoirs of a Geezer

2011-07-19T17:00:00.000-07:00

A few of today’s events…

A friend was telling me a year or two ago about how she found a used diaper in her diaper bag and wasn't quite sure how long it had been in there. "That will never happen to me! How gross." I can't tell you how many times that has happened to me since, today being one of them.

I try to teach my kids to clean up their toys and to help around the house. This seems like a good thing until I leave my glass cup full of water on the coffee table and I see my sweet two year old from across the room trying to be helpful. It wobbles in her hands and I can only guess that the water is reaching the rim. If I make any sudden movements or noise I know that will ensure a mess.

I put a load of clothes in the washer tonight because my little Stephen had thrown up. The washer was making an unknown rhythmic sound. I opened it up to find a plastic baseball on top of the sopping clothes. Oh ya, I do remember hearing something fall in there earlier today when I plopped down our pool bags on the dryer. I remember multitasking (more like multicrashing)in that moment... I'm trying to get Grace to go potty, remind Nathan to finish his lunch, hearing the phone ring, wanting to change out of my swim suite, needing to nurse Stephen, and throwing the wet clothes in the dryer...I make a note in my head... Sarah, don't forget to check what fell in the washer!" This evening, I grin while grabbing the ball out of the washer and remember my crazy afternoon. As I walk away feeling accomplished I had been Bob Vila, it made the noise again. Ok, something else must be wrong. Mike is outside working hard on his landscaping project (it’s looking real good!) and I call him in to take a look at this noisy washer. A second later he pulls his hand out with a sippy cup in it. oops.

I am intentionally delicate with how I place each foot on the floor as I approach my baby’s door. I stand there and listen. The crying has stopped. I slowly turn the knob and inch open the door. I am anticipating my angel sleeping and can’t wait to look at his little body relaxed. Instead, I am greeted by his puzzled face wondering why the door is creeping open followed by crying once again. Why did I have to check on him?

I am not trained in a traditional art. I am however, a master of changing a diaper in the dark and kissing a boo boo that has not left a mark. You know that old geezer that is quiet and sits back in his chair that goes with the flow and laughs at the odd things happening around him? He laughs at these kinds of moments- dirty diapers in the bottom of your bag, spilled water on the carpet that you just cleaned, sippy cups in washing machines. There are many opportunities for laughter each day with 3 kids and a mom like me.

2011-07-13T12:36:00.000-07:00

what is it like to be miss congeniality

2011-06-23T11:14:00.000-07:00

I think some of you will be familiar with this scenario (or maybe I am the only crazy one which is very plausible). I am strolling down the aisle at the grocery store, climbing the stairs at the gym, exiting the church doors, and I see someone I casually know but I pretend like I don't. I confess that I have passed an acquaintance without any sort of acknowledgment.

I know this doesn't happen to my outgoing husband (and son). He says hello to everyone...yes, everyone. So why do I do this? Am I being selfish and don't want to be bothered by people or do I just don't like the person? This is rare if ever the case. It's the exact opposite. I want to talk with them and acknowledge their presence (as Oprah would say). I want to be Miss Congeniality. But instead, in weird Sarahland, I look at my cell phone or attend to a child to look busy. What keeps me from saying hello or starting up a conversation?

I find that it is easy for me to approach some people easily and others I would pee in my pants while doing it. So why the two categories? Maybe fear of rejection... It seems I have made two categories of people in my head. One group intimidates me whereas I feel the other group is more approachable. So how do I distinguish which group people fall into? I think for me it has to do with their appearance and their confidence. The quiet person that doesn't seem to have many friends is much easier for me to approach then the outgoing, friendly person surrounded by people.

What is it like to be Miss Congeniality? I think she captures all opportunities to get to know others. She spends time hearing their stories. She is full of laughter. She looks for ways to care for others. She doesn't put people in categories. She has the freedom to be herself and invites others to get to know her as well. She makes a point to go out of her way to say hello to the acquaintance at the grocery store, gym, or church. I hope I continue to become more like this woman.

dads make a splash

2011-05-25T13:02:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I was at the splash park with the kids. I'm surrounded by laughing, squealing, crying, splashing, you know...the normal sounds. Then I'm interrupted by an unknown sound. I look around to see if the kids are ok and where this noise was coming from. My concern quickly ceases when I see a dad trying to control a large beach ball on top of the squirting water. A case of man versus water. He was enjoying himself. Not sure where his kids were...I'm assuming he had some there and wasn't there by himself.

I chuckle when I see the dads at play. Being a stay at home mom, I typically see other moms at the parks. But, whenever there is a dad around, it will be known to everyone there. They play differently. Yes, that means louder, rougher, more daring activities, maybe a little unconventional.

Two weeks ago we were at another park. There was a man with his 1 year old son. He placed him in the swing and gave him a push. If he had been a woman, he probably would have continued to stay behind or in front of the child and push him at a safe speed and height, maybe sing a song, or tickle him as he gets closer. Guess what this dad was doing? Sitting on top of the baby swing next to his son, swinging as high as he could. He looked ridiculous...he obviously did not fit and was plainly having fun. I love it!

A few months ago, we took the family up to the community pool and there was a dad coaching his two sons on the techniques of water football. If a kid whined he yelped "you're fine son, this is how you need to do it." The son respectfully responded and continued to have fun. I remember thinking something judgemental like "he should talk softer to his kids." I think my issue was that he wasn't talking to them like I would. This is exactly the point.

I need to enjoy how my husband plays with our kids. I married a man, now I shouldn't get angry when he continues to act like one. Ya, I confess, I do turn my face when my man throws my 5 month old several feet into the air. Is that how I play with him? No...but that is what I love...about my man!

the color green

2011-05-19T11:30:00.000-07:00

I was probably 10 or so and my family was in northern Michigan (halla! that's where I'm from) waiting for the boat to take us to Mackinaw Island. If you haven't been there, which I suspect most of you haven't, it is a beautiful island where only feet, horses, and bikes are allowed on the street. They are famous for their fudge and hotels (where Somewhere In Time was filmed). So I suppose the average, or normal kid, would feel excitement, anticipation, and joy that they are on vacation with family. But leave it to Sarah to feel differently. On the contrary, I was worried about what the boat would be like, where we would sit, was it safe, who we would sit next too, did we pay for it, etc. Not joy but distress. Not anticipation but doubt. Not peace but agitation. And this was how many years ago?

This is how I thought in high school... I would mentally brace myself for the next upcoming event that I was afraid of. Once one 'trial' was completed, I would think about the next one and prepare for it. If I focused on only one of my fears, then it wasn't too overwhelming for me. This is how I coped. Why didn't I think about all the millions of things I could be grateful for? I never even thought of it. It is how my brain operated and I never fought against those thoughts. As an adult, I find that it is the air I breath. Probably because I have practiced living this way since before I can remember. I am a fearful person, I see the possible bad, I tense up in new situations. The result? Well, I'm probably not that much fun to be around and I don't feel free to be myself.

It is time I start practicing a new MO. One that fills my mind with thankfulness, not fear. I am making a conscious effort to set time aside each day to be thankful. Yes, this might sound juvenile or programmed, but who cares (did I just write who cares! wow! progress already). I think it takes a conscious effort to change habits. So three times a day while I prepare meals for my little loved ones, I am thanking God for the people and things around me.

I was on the porch yesterday and found myself being grateful for the color green. I really was thoroughly enjoying the leaves. The color was so vibrant and agreeable. Each stem placed carefully on the branch. Each one a little different from the next. Then the wind blew and it brought relief from the heat and provided entertainment as each tree swayed like they were waltzing with each other. Then I stepped back from my thoughts and chuckled. I was thanking God for His creation...yes, the color green. OH MY! It felt like a huge world had opened up. I could be thankful for the birds chirping, or my house right behind me, or the kids taking a nap, or that my husband would be home in a few hours....you see the point, endless! I'm excited to reboot my mind and start downloading (or is it uploading?)these thankful thoughts. To be aware of what surrounds me. To thank God for what He has given me.

slept like a baby

2011-05-15T05:38:00.000-07:00

This is how I found little Grace when doing my evening rounds. That's right....she's standing up.

freedom dance

2011-05-11T13:34:00.000-07:00

I was driving south in the van on I95 with my 3 children in the car last week. We had some sort of children's CD on to keep them entertained. I bust out in song and dance all while making sure my foot stayepd on the peddle and there was no danger in taking my hands of the wheel for a moment. I don't think you could really call this a dance. I was pumping my arms in the air and moving my head from right to left. Nonetheless, it was fun. It was fun not only because my kids enjoyed watching mommy act this way but it was freeing. To act totally silly, with no reservations, and know that I won't be rejected by my kids. No, not rejected, but praised. They loved it. I love that I can be completely myself around them. I can pick my nose; although I don't want them to imitate me. I can do a crazy Sarah dance and not be worried that they think I'm kooky. I can pray out loud without worryig if I sound spiritual enough. I can try to harmonize to the music without them knowing I am way off key.

And don't you find that when you see other people doing their freedom dance, or whatever it may be, that you enjoy it? When you see the car in front of you shaking a bit at a red light because the driver is really enjoying their music and doing their little groove, you watch and laugh. Nathan and I have been so entertained at red lights while watching the people on a street corner holding a sign, listening to their IPOD, trying to get our attention to buy something. And what are they doing....dancing! Usually they look pretty funny! And we laugh and talk about it all the way home.

Isn't this one of the reasons we enjoy children? They do crazy things that us refined adults don't do anymore. Now I'm not suggesting I should run around the house in my underwear like my little Gracie Bell (although that does sound like fun) but I am wondering what would happen if I let loose and do a 'freedom dance' around others. Ok, I won't scare anyone and go that crazy, but watch out, I may just act a little more like my kids.

no pain no gain

2011-04-16T10:31:00.000-07:00

I'm seeing a pattern in life. I'm sure it's not found only in Sarah's life but in all of ours. I'm sure it has been an ongoing pattern since I was a girl. And I'm sure it is for my good.

I'm potty training the cutest two year old girl, Grace. She has actually taken the initiative herself. "Mommy, can I go potty?" and I heard myself say "No, not now." What?!!! What was I thinking? That's like telling a student not to do their homework or a graduate not to get a job. I needed to seize this opportunity or I may not get it back for awhile. Why did I say no? Because it doesn't mean a one time session of training and dry underwear from here on out. It means interrupting Stephen's feedings to help her pull down her Mini Mouse underwear. It means dribbled pee on the bathroom floor and on the bottom of toddler feet. It means pouring more laundry detergent in our washer and scooting around folded laundry on the couches. It means remembering to put her on the potty every hour or so with everything else going on.

My New Year's resolution is to be more respectful to my wonderful husband. I usually don't even make New Year's resolutions or if I do I forget what they are by the end of the first week. For some reason, this one has stuck with me. Specifically, I'm wanting to be kind with my words. I am the meanest and harshest with the person I love the most. I've gotten so comfortable with him that I forget to be slow to speak, quick to listen. So I want to speak respectfully, gently, and humbly. And when I forget to tame my tongue, I've realized I struggle with apologizing quickly. WHY IS THIS SO HARD FOR ME? What is the big deal in saying I did/said this wrong and this is what I should have done/said. I know I'm wrong, he knows I'm wrong, anyone who heard me knows I'm wrong but taking that next step to verbalize my regret kills me.

Last example that has been on my mind...growing herbs. For the last year, (maybe even longer) I've been telling my friend Diana and Tiff that I want to plant some herbs. Since having these conversations with them, they have done this and moved on to bigger and better (lemon trees and peppers, etc) But have I planted anything in a pot yet? Nope. This requires me to get the pots, planting soil, seeds, and do a bit of research. I know it won't take me very long. In fact, to be completely honest, I already have the pots and planting soil. I just have to get the herbs. It is one of those things I think about when I walk past the pots in the garage.

Once Grace is potty trained, it means more money in our budget, fresh bottoms, and a little pony tailed girl running around proud of herself. Once I can humble myself and apologize to my husband, it means being able to really love my husband in a new way. It means being more vulnerable with him and honoring him, which I know will affect our friendship. Once I go to Lowe's to buy seeds, it means cheaper and fresher produce in the convenience of my own back yard. So here lies the pattern. I know the phrase 'no pain no gain.' I guess I'm just starting to not only recognize it in my life, but be grateful for it.

If only I had the birds and mice

2011-04-11T10:02:00.000-07:00

Do you remember that scene from Cinderella when the birds and mice make Cinderella's beautiful gown in the upstairs room? They communicate in animal squeels, the birds use their beaks to place the ribbons carefuly on her dress, and the mice yell 'heave ho' in unison to lift a shoe. They work together, thinking of every detail and make it look fun and easy.

My sister and I were talking the other day about being efficient with our time. How do you take care of children, keep house, prepare AND clean up meals, all in preperation to feel pretty when your hubby walks in that door? I'm always wondering how clean a house should be. When I go into a messy house, I'm ashamed to say I feel better about my cleaning skills. If I go into an immaculate house I feel like I do at a museum...afraid to get comfortable. So where is the balance? Last year I actually checked out 10 or more books from the library on how to clean your home (if any old roomates read this, I know they would be laughing). There are a few things I have found helpful like beginning dinner at lunch time while the kids are on lock down, make double of dinner and put one in the freezer, clean as I go, give the children room time in the mornings after breakfast, and pickup different rooms at certain times in the day.

So why do I write this? Because I think most stay at home moms want the singing birds and mice to magicaly appear to get a few chores done. But since we aren't living in Disneyland I'd love to hear what works for you. Do you have any little or big tricks that help you get your work done?

thoughts while washing the dishes...

2011-04-07T11:37:00.000-07:00

The kids were all in their rooms this afternoon and I was just left with soap, water, a pile of dishes (I made a new dish.. chicken mac n cheese -thanks Cristina!), and my random, wandering thoughts. Not sure how I ended up here but I began to think of those memorable conversations I've had with those that have answered the questions "What have you learned in life? What advice do you have for me?"

I love to ask those that have gone before me about their regrets, advice, etc. Before you get married you might ask a married person if they have any wisdom to impart. Same goes for when you get pregnant or if you are choosing a career, etc. Some of those words have stuck with me and I think of them often.

Today, while trying to keep my shirt dry (don't know why but I seem to get dirty while trying to keep my dishes clean) I was remembering our rehearsal dinner when we asked people to talk to the camera for a minute and share anything that might help a newly wed couple out. I still remember my aunt saying "don't sweat the small stuff. It doesn't matter." I understood what she meant at the age of 25. I thought something prideful like "ya I know that already." But now I get it...I really get it. After 5 years of marriage it really doesn't matter who is right. And even if I am right, that's not what it's all about, you know? And hopefully in another 5 years, I'll get it even more.

I remember asking another aunt who has 1 college aged girl and one HS son if she wished she had done anything different with raising her kids. She stopped cutting the vegetables and looked at me with her full attention. "Sarah, I wished I had stopped what I was doing and played with them. You know when they ask 'Mommy, come play!' I wished I had gotten on the floor with them more often to enjoy what they were doing. I wished I had captured those moments and had savored them." I remember this at least weekly. So...when I hear those words, I try not to say "wait a minute, or hang on a sec, or not now, mommy is busy." There will be a day when they aren't asking me to sit on the floor and play with Thomas the Train, or to look at the squirrel on our neighbor's roof, or twirl around in circles and fall to the ground with laughter.

I remember sitting down next to Grandma and asked what she has learned in life. I remember waiting those few seconds wondering what 80+ years of life would say. She took my hand, and with a gentle voice explained how following Jesus was and is the only thing that matters.

These are only a few examples but these are the ones that run through my mind the most. Just another weird 'Sarah tradition'....but one that has been invaluable.

Grace is 2

2011-03-22T17:35:00.000-07:00

a glimpse

2011-03-11T06:41:00.000-08:00

This is nothing out of the ordinary, a normal routine of ours. We are at the breakfast table awaiting the noise of the garbage truck. As he gets closer the kids squeal with anticipation and eagerly ask (demand) with loud voices, "Can I get down, I want to see!" I act silly and frantic while trying to get them out of their chairs and run crazily to the living room with them. They both run as fast as they can to the window in the front of the house. The garbage truck pulls in front of our house and they scream and holler and point and yell and jump up and down and announce that he has arrived. The garbage truck moves on to our neighbors house and Nathan runs to the other window to get a better look. I actually hear him pant like a dog with excitement. Grace waddles with her arms flayling in the air just trying to keep up with her brother.

All for a garbage truck. Not sure why this event is so special to them every Tuesday and Friday morning but it has become a special ritual for me to sit back and watch them enjoy something so simple and mundane as picking up the garbage. It's funny how much joy it brings me to see them having so much fun. I think this little glimpse into our day could be over looked as I'm sure I overlook many other opportunities to delight in my kids. So...4 day count down until Tuesday morning.

Reality

2011-01-18T15:43:00.000-08:00

So...I've always wanted to be a mother and have always loved children whether it be babies, my 5th graders, even middle schoolers. I grew up walking around church as a girl looking for mothers who would offer their baby to me. My mom laughs as she recalls me having a baby in each arm. I may have had a few running thoughts of what it would be like to be a mom...playing filled with laughter, getting hugs and kisses, hearing "I love you mommy" or "thanks mom, you're the best." And although this dream does become a reality here and there, being a mother of a 3 year old, almost 2 year old, and a 5 week old looks a little different. My days are filled with the same 100 words, trying to avoid getting poop on my hands, making my 1,000th PB&J, cleaning the same dishes, and trying to fit a shower somewhere in all the mix.

I can't believe how busy it is taking care of 3 little ones. And although I'm exhausted every night (and morning and day), I wouldn't change my life for anything. I love my reality. To be honest, I don't love all the sacrificial work but I do love these 3 kids.

Tonight, I was siting on the floor in Grace's room playing with her new kitchen set(thank you Aunt Erin). We poured tea for each one of her babies and asked if they wanted sugar. We burped each one of their backs gently and then gave them baths. Then we gave each one of them dinner and Grace made sure that we washed their hands. I don't know if there was a smile on my face (probably because I was too tired) but there was a smile in my heart. What joy it is to see your daughter filled with life, wanting to learn, and passing on all the mundane chores I do with her during the day to her babies. She rocked them with care and kissed them goodnight.

Reality has been challenging these last 5 weeks since Stephen has been born. It is a lot of work but moments like these make it a joy.

October Fun

2010-10-18T09:44:00.000-07:00

I love that the holidays are almost here! So much fun stuff to do with the kids.

We visited some of my family down in West Palm last weekend. We had a great time and the kids loved it! This is probably my last trip before having Stephen.

I'm 33 weeks and can't wait to have this baby :)

Here are some pictures from our family time!

Update...

2010-09-02T10:54:00.000-07:00

I haven't kept up to much with blogging. Everyone is well and growing, including mommy who is 27 weeks pregnant. (wish I was 37!) Grace is talking a lot more and is a little social bug who loves her brother NaNa. Nathan loves to learn and do "school." He turned 3 and loved his birthday party at the pool!

We found out we are having a baby boy!!! Stephen Micheal James. We are naming him after our dads. Can't wait to have another baby and meet him!

I finally got my mini-van! Something I thought I would never drive even 5 years ago. Now I'm in a bit of car heaven.

We are looking for a church here in Orlando and look forward to where we will end up.

That's all the major changes. Here are some pictures of our life..

Summer Fun

2010-07-11T16:34:00.000-07:00

I can't believe we are already in the middle of summer. Grace is 15 months old and beginning to talk more. She now says momma which blesses my heart along with words like "all done, please, baby, doggy." She loves her brother Nathan, dolls, purses, and babies.

Nathan will be 3 at the end of July. We are planning a red Thomas the Train birthday for him at the pool. All of his favorite things. He talks about it all the time.

Baby number 3 is growing. I'm 19 weeks pregnant and will get an ultrasound soon. I think we are going to wait until he or she arrives to find out if it is a he or she. Can't believe we are going to have 3 kids!!!

Grace's Birthday Party!

2010-03-21T14:54:00.000-07:00

Aunt Annie

2010-03-03T13:43:00.001-08:00

Aunt Annie came from Michigan and visited for a week! We had such a great time and the kids loved her!

Sea World

2010-01-17T12:54:00.000-08:00

Thanks to Grandpa James and Ms. Gloria, we got to go to Sea World over the break. We had a blast!

December

2009-12-29T10:29:00.000-08:00

Who Knew a Remote Could Be So Much Fun

2009-11-10T12:40:00.000-08:00

Fun Weekend!

2009-11-02T11:34:00.000-08:00

We decided to participate on Saturday night in our neighborhood. We thought it was a great opportunity for Nathan to practice giving and sharing. He was so excited to give out candy to the kids and I loved watching him looking for kids down the street and running to the candy bowl eager to say 'here ya go' and put it in their bag. Plus we were able to see and meet some of our neighbors.

On Sunday, we dedicated Grace Whitney at church and had some of the family over for lunch. We had a great time together; especially all the cousins! In the last week Grace has started crawling, can go from laying down to sitting up, and yesterday I found her standing in her crib! Ah!! she's growing up way too fast.

for a Glory and a Covering

2009-10-19T10:58:00.000-07:00

Thanks to Miriam I'm reading this book by Douglas Wilson about marriage. There are several things that have stood out to me just today as I read it. One is on gratitude:
Wives are to learn from the Church how to be wives, and gratitude is one of the central characteristics of the bride of Christ. Christian worship is a eucharistic service, a service of thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is therefore at the center of femininity. Moreover, thanksgiving to a husband (who works, provides, protects, and leads) is closely related to respect, which wives are also called to.

I thought how much am I really grateful, opposed to complaining or wanting more from my husband. And do I think of it as this? The center of femininity?

I am commanded to respect my husband. Wilson makes the point that we sometimes substitute love for respect.
Love and respect are not the same thing. The Bible tells men to love their wives, and wives to respect their husbands....The wives are specifically called to respect their husbands. So while love includes acceptance, security, commitment, and sacrifice, respect involves honor, admiration, and deference. This respect should be directed toward abilities and achievements. Wives who are in a troubled situation should not try to fix it by giving to their husbands only what they as women would like to be receiving (that is, love), because their husbands need respect foremost. Not only is it not going to work, it is not what God said to do.

That is a difficult thing to do, especially the deference part. How wonderful it would look for me to respect my husband all while being joyful and full of gratitude. He would lead and I would follow and it would become so natural (for me) that who is leading and who is following is not the center of our (my) gaze.

Thankful

2009-08-26T11:41:00.000-07:00

Gracie is sitting up (for several seconds before she tumbles over), she's also rolling over all the time. Nathan loves to talk with her and make her laugh and is trying new words every day and making little sentences. His new thing is the word 'my's' instead of mine and "what that is?" Gotta love it!

I know I say this a lot but I am so grateful for my family. So thankful for my husband who I love and enjoy more than anybody ever! I love my 2 kids!! Why does God bless me so much with such a wonderful life? He is so kind to give me this life I have.

Nathan is 2!

2009-08-10T04:58:00.000-07:00

We had a good time celebrating Nathan's Birthday! I took him to the movie theater for the first time with 2 of his friends. He loved it and surprisingly stayed still most of the movie. Then later in the week, Aunt Erin watched Grace for us so that we could take Nathan to the zoo. Thank you Aunt Erin!! Here are a lot of pictures. (sorry for all the spelling errors in the captions. I just looked at it and there are many mistakes. I don't know how to go back to fix it. oops)

Update

2009-07-07T18:25:00.000-07:00

It's been a little while since checking my own blog :) Here are some recent pictures of the kids. They are both doing so well. I'm starting to talk with Nathan about the potty and putting him on. If any of you moms have any advice, please share it!

For those of you who heard about Mike, he is doing well. His thumb is healing and he gets his stitches out Wednesday.

Michigan

2009-06-11T10:58:00.000-07:00

We just got back from our Michigan trip to celebrate my brother's high school graduation. We had such a good time with family and friends. It was fun meeting some of John's friends and to see his high school. We played a lot of games, including guitar hero and euchre of course. Here are a bunch of pictures of our time together.

And a big shout out to Susie!!! :) It was so good seeing you.

Mother's Day

2009-05-13T06:33:00.000-07:00

I normally don't write much on this blog; I use it more for sharing pictures. And when I do write, I'm usually bragging about my 2 wonderful babies. But today I want to share with anyone that might actually read this about my husband.

Mike is an amazing husband, father, and best friend. If you know Mike, you know that he was born a leader and that makes being married to him a joy. He is always thinking of me first, works so hard to provide for his family, is great with finances, and desires my input. I love watching him be a father. Nathan adores him. He plays with him after working a full day and also does an amazing job teaching and training him. He is by far my best friend and the best friend I have ever had. He asks me questions, challenges me, and listens. He cares for my soul and my relationship with Jesus. He holds my hand while we are watching tv. He watches the kids so I can go to the gym. He changes diapers. He gets me a tub of hot water to soak my sore feet. Calls me during the day to check in with me. He gets an oil change on my car. He speaks kindly to me. Makes me laugh. He encourages me as a mother. He thanks me for dinner. He plans my birthday months in advance.

I adore him and want to please him in everything.

So on to mother's day.... The only thing I asked for was plane tickets to Michigan for my little brother's graduation. I got those! So I wasn't expecting anything else. Mike woke me up Sunday morning with 2 menus on a bed tray. I got to pick which food I wanted and he went and picked it up. After church I was able to take a long nice nap. For dinner, he had another menu laying out and I was able to chose what I wanted him to get for dinner. He had a blanket out in the backyard with our children and food. I think what meant the most to me out of all these things was that he was trying to make me happy and feel special. He succeeded. He also wrote me the sweetest card and articulated what he appreciates about me as a mother.

I love you Mike! Thanks for such a special day, every day of the year!

Summer Fun

2009-05-05T10:50:00.000-07:00

Here are a lot of random pictures. We have had fun lately with our little man. We took him to the pool last weekend and he had a good time (somewhat of a good time; he was a little scared). I've been trying to do more activities with him so today we painted. Surprisingly enough, it didn't get as messy as I thought. Knowing Nathan (that he is all boy) I thought paint might end up all over our back porch. He did a great job!

Sister Time

2009-04-24T11:18:00.000-07:00

I love that every other Friday I meet with my wonderful older sister, Stephanie. Today we met up at Lake Eola and walked (I think we only made it around once). We stopped to look at swans, ducks, birds, dogs, etc. Nathan kept saying 'Wow!!' and was so excited at all the animals he got to see. Then we had a picnic. How blessed I am to be with family and have a husband who works so hard so that I can do this in the middle of the afternoon with my children. Thank you Michael!!!

My baby girl

2009-03-27T12:35:00.000-07:00

I can't believe I have 2 kids! When did this happen?!! And I love it. Nathan just gets more and more fun as his personality grows and I didn't realize how much I would enjoy having a girl. So far, she is the best baby ever. She loves to sleep (like her mommy) is a good eater (like her mommy), and is so cute (like her mommy). Mike holds her as much as he can and Nathan is always asking to either see her, hug or kiss her.

My mom was here for 2 weeks...thank you mom for you help! Two days before I had Gracie we walked around Magic Kingdom to try and get the little girl to come. I've already posted pictures on facebook but I know some of you don't have accounts so here are some more pictures for you to enjoy!

Baby Shower for Gracie

2009-03-01T16:51:00.000-08:00

Vicki and the homegroup ladies threw me a shower on Friday. I had SO much fun. They had my favorite, brownies and ice cream. And then they had Amy, Debbie, and Ruthanne pamper me with massages on my hands, feet, and neck/shoulders. Thank you girls!!!! Plus I got the cutest little dresses for Gracie and a few other things. I felt so loved and blessed to have such good friends. Thank you everyone for coming and celebrating with me.

I only have 2(and a half)weeks left before my due date. I am already dilated 1-2 cm!!! And feel like I may go early; so who knows. My mom gets here next Wednesday. I can't wait to meet little Gracie Whitney!

The last few weeks

2009-02-17T16:05:00.000-08:00

Here are a few pictures of our life the last few weeks. Nathan got another hair cut last Friday. He screamed just like he did the first time but he held still. He looks like such a little man.

I'm 36 weeks pregnant now and doing well. Today the Dr said everything looks great and hopefully we'll have this girl soon. She moves all the time and is strong, just like her brother. I'm starting to really slow down and definitely feel like I'm ready to have this baby.

Nathan is becoming quite the toddler. He loves to color, play with play dough, try on our shoes, repeat everything you ask him to, wrestle with daddy, and watch tv. Mike had the Daytona 500 on and Nathan loved it! He and daddy got to spend some male bonding time.

Nathan and I visited Stephanie and little Laura on Friday. She is so cute!!! I can't believe how much she's grown. She is such a good baby. I was able to babysit her for a few hours and we had a great time.

We had a very nice Valentine's day. Mike had made reservations at Houstons which I had never been to. He had asked for a window seat overlooking the lawn and lake. It was very romantic and we had a great time together. I love my husband more each day and appreciate him so much. He is such a good man and I couldn't be more happy.

We have much to be thankful for.

Some recent pictures of Nathan

2009-01-26T07:23:00.001-08:00

Double Stroller

2009-01-19T16:57:00.000-08:00

To any moms out there,

I'm wondering if you suggest I get a double stroller, and if so what kind. I'm wondering how much I would actually use one. Would it fit in my trunk? They are so expensive. Any suggestions on where to get one? Thank you mommies!

A new car

2009-01-14T15:35:00.000-08:00

Nathan got a new car (not us, unfortunately). It was a Christmas gift from Grandad James and Ms. Gloria. Just wanted to post a few pictures of the fun we've had.

The Christmas Season is Here!

2008-12-07T11:07:00.000-08:00

This is Nathan's 2nd Christmas, but the first one where he can touch, reach, and pull down the tree if he wanted to. We put the tree up last night and had the Christmas music playing. It reminded me of when I was a kid back at home and we would put on this silly Christmas music and all decorated the house. I got all these good memories and feelings. It's different now that I'm the adult/mom and have a child. Nathan did great. We put in him the exersaucer (surprised he still goes in there) and he watched us do all the work. He kept asking to touch and see the ornaments (especially the ones that look like balls). He kept saying 'ball' the whole night.

Nathan also did his first craft ever. My good friend Julie watched him for the morning and kept him busy! The little antlers are his hands and the head is his footprint. How cute!! I am a proud mom who has it hanging on the refrigerator. He is such a toddler, not my little baby anymore.

Nathan's Changes

2008-11-17T10:19:00.000-08:00

Nathan got his first haircut! He held still the whole time but was screaming. He didn't want to move because we gave him a sucker. So there was snot, drool, and hair all over the place.

He's also trying really hard to talk. Just in the last few days he has said ball, all done, and outside. He doesn't articulate every sound but it is very close. His baby talk has also improved from just da da all time to all kinds of sounds. He's also become more of a ham lately. He laughs a lot at who knows what and tries to be silly. I love it!

Pictures of our GIRL!!!

2008-11-04T10:09:00.001-08:00

Yes, we are having a girl! We are so excited. We are thinking of naming her Grace Whitney.

Gupta's & Grandma's

2008-10-21T12:02:00.000-07:00

We went down to Ft. Lauderdale and West Palm Beach this weekend. We were able meet little Nikel (I hope I spelled his name right) and spend some time with our dear friends, Navin and Regina. He was so precious and Nathan was very gentle with him.

Then we headed down to my Grandma's place and spent the day with my aunt and uncle. Here are some pictures of our adventures.

Loving to Learn

2008-10-14T09:54:00.000-07:00

My little boy is loving learning and I'm loving it! He has just recently been excited to read (well more like look at) books. He will bring me all the way to his room, point at his bookshelf, and then run to the rocking chair. It is quite a change from a week ago when he would sit on your lap for maybe 2 minutes and then throw the book across the room. He points at everything and says 'dat?' until you tell him what the object is. Sometimes when Mike and I are both reading on the couch, he'll get one of his books and ask to sit between us while he looks at his. Brings huge smiles to my face!!!

Trip to Disney

2008-10-06T09:47:00.000-07:00

Mom came down from Michigan for Stephie's baby shower. On Saturday, we went to Disney! This was Nathan's first time experiencing the magical world. We went to Animal Kingdom because of how much Nathan enjoys animals. We were only there for about 2 hours but were able to see a variety of animals on the safari. Nathan was pointing at everything and was talking up a storm. Then we went to Epcot for dinner and fireworks.

We had a lot of pushing to do. Steph was in a wheelchair and Nathan was in his stroller. I wish I could have been on wheels. What a fun day we had!

Trip to Seattle- Mom and Ed's place

2008-09-08T11:31:00.000-07:00

We had such a good time!!!! I know I talked with a lot of you moms trying to get ideas on how to keep a one year old behaved on a plane. Well, thank you for all your help. Nathan did fairly well. On the way there, we started off with just a 2 hour flight and we are on a nice plane that had tvs in the seat in front of you. So Nathan got to push all the buttons and had a good ol' time. The next flight, from Houston to Seattle, was a bit longer, about 5 hours. That one was a bit more difficult because he (and the rest of us) was tired and he refuses to take a nap if anyone is around. But we made it and he did great with the 3 hour time change. On the way home, our plane took off 1 and 1/2 hours late due to brake difficulties (ya, I wanted those fixed) so we ended up missing our connecting flight and had to spend the night in Houston. None of us got much sleep, but we did get a free hotel and dinner.

We had a good mix of relaxation time and going out. On one of our days, we spent it in the city of Seattle and walked a lot. We visited Pike's place (and lost Mike for about a half hour), saw the Space Needle, and went to a seafood place on the lake called, Salty's. We went golfing (this was Mike's first time ever!!! he did pretty good...other than on the driving range he accidentally threw his club about 20 yards, thankfully he didn't hit anyone) and he actually went with Ed later in the week by his request (no flying clubs this time.) We went to Leavenworth, a cute little German town in the mountains and had a lot of fudge. Mike and I spent one day going to Gigg Harbor and he showed me all the places he used to live. We were able to meet his uncle Skip and visit his grandma. I think this was my favorite part...seeing all his memories and what was important to him.

It was a great trip! The mountains were absolutely beautiful. But of course, it is also nice to be home. I missed my warm sunny days. I actually slept 12 hours last night so we are still recouping from the trip. Home sweet home

My baby is one....

2008-08-03T14:51:00.000-07:00

Well, he's growing up. The older he gets the more fun he is. Here are some pictures from his birthday party! Thank you everyone for his gifts. He loves them!

Enjoying the Sun

2008-07-24T08:14:00.001-07:00

2 lines on the pregnancy stick!!!!!

2008-07-20T12:15:00.000-07:00

There is nothing like those few moments before you take a pregnancy test and you know that in the next '3-5 minutes' your life could totally change. That in 9 months you could have another person living in your house for the next 18 years, another box of diapers each month, 2 car seats (will they fit in my car?), sleepless nights again, and that you could be bringing into the world someone's wife or husband one day. Mike and I talked about waiting until this weekend to take the test but I got antsy, big surprise, and took it Thursday afternoon while he was at work. I read those directions so carefully because I wanted to make sure that I knew how many lines I was looking for. Once I felt confident I would remember that I was looking for 2 lines, I took the test. I didn't have to wait 3-5 minutes. In about 2 seconds I saw one line (means the test is working) and then I wait a second (I think I could have burned that stick with my eyes I was staring at it so hard) and then I saw a second pink line!!!! 'Oh my gosh' is all I could say about a hundred times as I walked all over our bedroom. So this is the fun part (other than having a baby). I put the pregnancy test in a gift box, slapped a bow on top, and gave it to Mike when he came home.

It doesn't seem real to me but I am so so thankful that God would bless us with another little James baby. I can't wait to see what this next one will be like in looks, temperament, and personality. Will he or she be like Nathan or completely different? These next 9 months will be fun chasing around my little 11 month old with a big belly! I don't think they'll be much chasing going on.

Independence Day

2008-07-08T08:34:00.000-07:00

I think we forget about what the 4th symbolizes. At least I know I barely think about the independence of our country. Probably because I don't know anything different than freedom. Mike and I finished watching the John Adams HBO series recently and that stuck in my mind this 4th. To think about just how hard many heroic men worked to give us what we have today.

What I usually think of on the 4th is grilling with friends, fireworks, family, etc. And well, that is what we did this year and had a great time! Angie's fiancee was in town and we got to meet him. I'm glad that we liked him and 'approved.' Here are a few pictures to describe our time together.

Mike's Birthday!

2008-06-25T16:29:00.001-07:00

Well, my hubby turned 30! We had a week long celebration. Thanks to Jason and Ashley, he played with their wii all week. Then on his birthday which was Thursday, we had a special dinner. Friday, we went out. Thank you Angela for babysitting! Then on Saturday we had a surprise party for him. Thankfully, it was actually a surprise! It was a 70's theme. We had such a good time!

I am so thankful for my sweetheart! He loves his family, is tender and caring to me, helps out with Nathan, and I could go on and on. Most importantly though, he loves God and follows Him daily. I couldn't be more proud and happy to be his wife! Happy Birthday!

Here is a song that Alex and Stephen wrote in honor of him.

Enjoying the little moments

2008-06-06T18:48:00.001-07:00

Ok, I know every mom thinks their kid is smart and enjoys their child's personality so I guess that makes me the norm because I do think Nathan is smart and I love his spunky personality. Recently we are starting to laugh at the same things which is so much fun. I know this may sound a little gross but lately when Nathan toots, I have made a big deal out of it and also when he seems to be doing something else in his diaper- purely for potty training reasons. So today when he tooted, he looked at me and smiled and we both started laughing. As I write I can see that this is not proving that my little boy is necessarily smart, at all. But he is such a problem solver which he gets from his father. If the toy can't be reached, he will find a way and move every possible direction until he gets it. And he doesn't forget. If I move him away to play with something else, sure enough, he goes back after he thinks I've forgotten about it. The other day we were on the porch and he wanted to crawl around until we put him down and his knees were on the pavement. Of course, he found a way to move around with minimal pain- on all fours.

Anyways, today was a good day. Several times, I looked at my son with the biggest grin in my heart and probably on my face as well. It was like everything in the world was perfect and my heart was filled with so much love and affection towards him. I love watching him crawl after the ball he just threw, or push the clothes bin all around the house, or try so hard to take a few steps to reach me. Mike always says that life is in the little moments. Today, life was good in these small moments.

A Vacation - TFJ!

2008-05-28T11:51:00.000-07:00

Isn't it so good and refreshing to go on vacation, especially when it is with some of your dearest friends. We had another great trip with everyone. This year Steph and Jon came as well! I feel so blessed to have such wonderful friends who care for my family and who show a genuine interest in our lives. Not to mention we all have a lot of fun together. Whether it be playing cards (although I didn't enjoy losing), eating a delicious meal prepared by Vicki, walking along the beach with my sweetheart, or praying for each other, I must say that I am truly a blessed girl. What a fun time we had! Here are some of my favorite pictures from the trip.

Do you love me?

2008-05-15T10:50:00.000-07:00

How can you not love this little boy? He is the cutest thing in the world.

Another visit from the Grandparents

2008-05-14T08:24:00.000-07:00

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Well, it sure has been busy around here. It has been so nice to have family stay with us and I know Nathan just loved every minute of it. It is amazing how babies thrive off of schedules and daily routines. Nathan absolutely loved the time he had with Mom and Ed. He was the center of attention! Nathan got sick after Mom and Ed left and so we babied him, buut now things are back to normal. Which means it is a quiet house with only mom here to play with. He doesn't get all the attention he has been used to. So it has been a bit challenging for him and I but he is such a precious boy and will hopefully adapt quickly.

He has just started to clap in the last few days and he still waves at everything and everybody. What a little blessing he is!

A visit from Grandma

2008-04-30T05:46:00.001-07:00

We had such a nice time with Grandma Whitney here! I miss you mom. The trip went so fast. On Friday, we went to the beach and mom got to see her first cruise ship. Hopefully one day we will be able to go on it! Nathan was really good at the beach; he had so much to look at. He kept taking of his little green hat that reminds me of grandpa Howard. The rest of the weekend was spent with Jon and Steph. It makes me look forward to when mom, dad, and hopefully John move down here. Love you mom!

Pool Time

2008-04-18T10:22:00.000-07:00

I went to the pool a few weeks ago with a friend of mine and we just dipped our feet in. Nathan must have thought it was too cold because he cried when I stuck his feet in. Last weekend, we went to a neighbors house and Mike took him in. Again, he cried at first but then got used to it. He was never really enjoying himself by smiling, laughing, and wanting to go all the way in, but give him time and he will love it. I have more pictures posted on flicker.

Too Tired

2008-04-18T10:16:00.000-07:00

Nathan was too tired to play. We are putting him on a new schedule starting this morning and I guess it had worn him out. I noticed he was playing quietly on the porch and when I checked on him, his head was tilted to the side. I didn't think much of it. Sometimes he does that when he is looking up at the sky or looking for birds. But I noticed he wasn't moving. And yes, my little baby had fallen asleep, poor guy. So I picked him up and put him in his crib. I love these sweet moments.

Growing Up

2008-04-09T09:54:00.000-07:00

I just can't believe my little one is getting so big. This was Nathan Sunday evening playing before going to bed. He looks tired, huh? He is such a sweet boy with a fun personality. I am enjoying being him mommy so very much. I can't wait to watch this little guy continue to grow up.

Uncle J and Aunt Stephie

2008-04-07T10:44:00.001-07:00

Nathan is so blessed to have such a wonderful extended family. Jon and Steph are expecting their first little one!!! I couldn't be more happy. Nathan will have a playmate, maybe a boy??? Both Steph and Jon are so good with Nathan. Here are some pictures from a week ago. We stayed at their place for the night and went to church with them the next day.

The Story of the Avid Studier

2008-03-29T08:11:00.000-07:00

Baby Sleep

2008-03-18T10:22:00.000-07:00

I guess Nathan sleeps while sitting up. Today I went in to check on him and he was sitting up. I watched him as his eyes closed and he started to lean forward and as he fell, he would wake up and then start the process all over again. Finally he found his stomach today. Last week, he actually fell asleep sitting up.

Peek a boo

2008-03-11T19:17:00.001-07:00

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I can't believe how fast he is changing. I'm wanting him to crawl so bad and he is so close. He tries to lunge forward but his arms give out and he falls and starts crying. He seems to give up quickly

Finger Food

2008-03-11T19:15:00.001-07:00

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Nathan loves these little fruit snacks that look like cheerios. They don't always make it into his mouth, but it is fun to see his little fingers grasp the food.

Enjoying Outside

2008-03-09T15:12:00.000-07:00

We painted the house last weekend. Nathan enjoyed hanging out on the blanket.