Sunday, June 15, 2014

Evan: 15 Months

At fifteen glorious months, you are:
hilariously, side-splittingly funny
amazingly easygoing
freakin' adorable

You love:
"tickling" people
dumping things out and turning things over
hitting things and people
throwing balls
playing chase and peekaboo with Maddie & Sam

You say:
No No
Bye (on occasion)
and a whole lot of unintelligible babble 

This month you:
travelled over 7 hours in the car two times in three days and were a STAR
threw yourself into the pool a handful of times
put your hand in fresh stain and then put a handprint on the neighbor's white corvette
gave yourself several goose eggs and bruises
hit and bit several family members
fell back asleep in daddy's arms and then slept in our bed with us until 9:30 in the morning
made us laugh *googleplex* times
gave lots of kisses
brightened each day

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Maddie: 68 Months

At 7 years, 6 months, you are:
fiercely determined
fiercely devoted
loving, patient & kind
easily frustrated
a very hard worker

Softball season was a mix of:
getting frustrated
overcoming obstacles
fierce determination
enthusiastic cheering

You love:
Evan kisses
Evan snuggles
playing with Evan
hitting the ball hard
swimming with friends
spending time with Daddy
making Daddy laugh by doing crazy dances

You are NOT a fan of:
talking about your day on the way home from school
striking out
pesky brothers
disappointing others

You spend your days:
playing with Sam & Evan
working hard at school
diligently applying yourself to your homework without complaining
practicing violin and improving each week
making up songs, dances, & stories

Friday, June 13, 2014

everyday grace

Today I found grace in the most unlikely of places: an AT&T service call and Safeway. Specifically, I talked grace, marriage, love and psychology with a customer service representative and got to see my girl experience grace from a grocery store checker.

Our first day of Summer vacation started with fighting. A lot of fighting. Two big kids who are having a real hard time trying to negotiate spending all day together. Vying for attention. Selecting games to play and movies to watch. Choosing what to eat. By 10:30 this morning I was tired of getting involved in the minor skirmishes and ready to put everyone in a long time out.

So we packed up the car and headed to the park. The baby fell asleep in his carseat and I watched from the parked car as the kids ran to explore a new playground. I pulled out my AT&T bill, prepared myself for battle, and sighed as I started to dial the phone. "Lord help me," I exhaled, as I made a mental list of all the reasons I should be angry and justified in my frustrations. 

And the Lord answered my prayer. My puny, self-centered, frustrated cry for help landed me on the phone with Amy, customer service rep at AT&T, and by far the nicest service person with whom I've ever had the pleasure of spending an hour and a half on the phone. Not only did she fix all the problems, but saved us money and waived a major installation fee ($99!) As I waited for everything to get cleared, we had the opportunity to talk about God's grace on my marriage and the Spirit's work in enabling Ben and I to be happily married fourteen years in. We talked about the importance of spending time with kids and God's grace in allowing me the time at home with my little monkeys. She complimented my patience and kind words with my kids who constantly interrupted the phone call. She shared her own hopes of putting her psychology degree to work one day, maybe even doing marriage counseling like Ben and I have the honor of walking through in this season of our lives with members of our church.

God took a potentially major frustration of my day and turned it right around into one of the highlights.

Then I had to take all three kids to the grocery store. Not exactly my idea of a good time. Maddie had brought along her own wallet, jammed full of change and dollar bills, and picked out a brightly colored stuffed bear from the floral department to purchase. We talked about the cost of the bear ($5) and the size of her savings, the fact she has several other stuffed animals, etc. (essentially trying to talk her out of spending her money). Her strong will and oral argument skills prevailed and I decided to let her spend her money.

At the checkout, the grocery store clerk asked us several questions about our day, shared about his own kids, and tried to talk Maddie out of buying the bear! "Do you really need another stuffed animal?" he asked. Maddie replied, "My mom is allowing me to spend my own money as I see fit." The bear didn't have a price and he tried multiple scans before calling over a manager for an override. The fee: $1. The sweet man purposely gave Maddie a considerable discount, making her promise to come back and tell him the name she had chosen for her bear.

Today God chose to extend grace in the most unlikely of places. It turned my frustrating day into a marvelous encounter with the divine. I'm so grateful for a God who shows up in the everyday, mundane tasks and shows me his everyday, marvelous love.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Oregon! My Oregon!

Memorial Day weekend the kids and I drove up to Oregon to meet up with my parents, brothers, sister-in-law, nieces and nephew. It was epic. The kids were AMAZING in the long car rides--3 hour stretches with just one stop each way (7 hours total trip)! We stayed at a hotel right on the Rogue River and enjoyed a handful of adventures in our short weekend.

We enjoyed awesome dinner and drinks at a lodge right on the river, a short walk from our hotel. The kids were kind enough to pose for a picture. Oldest cousin is nearly 13 and Evan is 14 months! In between we have 10, 7, 7, and 5. Grammy & Papa look way too young to have such grown up grandchildren.

Sunday we explored Jacksonville, with its quaint historic buildings and fun little shops. The girls really enjoyed shopping together and the guys didn't seem to mind tagging along.

On Sunday night we enjoyed a long speedboat trip down the river. We did lots of spinning 180s, got really wet, napped (Evan), saw wild osprey and bald eagles, motored through Hell's Gate, and enjoyed an amazing all-you-can-eat dinner on the banks of the river with all our boat friends. 

After dinner the sun was going down and the kids were skipping rocks. We snapped a few more photos as long as the cousins were all together:

It's soooo hard to live far away from our families, whom we love so much. But trips like this are sure to stick in the kids' memories and they love their Oregon family so much.

Thanks, Painters, for an awesome trip! We miss you and can't wait to come up in just a few short weeks.

Monday, June 09, 2014

Sam: 63 Months

For monthly updates I'm going to try an amended (shorter) version each month, with lists of things that have stood out about each of the kids. Likes, dislikes, funny stories, repeating themes, etc.


You march to the beat of your own drum, you are:
your very own person

Your body tells a million stories a day. You love to:
kiss and hug
jump into Daddy's arms from the steps with a big hug each day before work
tell stories with exaggeration and expressive faces
have your back scratched

 You notice an insane amount of detail details about:
friends and their specific needs
moving vehicles and moving parts
disturbances in the force :)

You spend your days:
building (usually with legos)
making elaborate drawings of maps and directions and people and tanks and cityscapes
watching shows before anyone else wakes up
dismantling my couch cushions
making forts
playing with/tormenting Maddie
playing with/tormenting/roughing up Evan

Saturday, May 31, 2014

waking up

I've wanted to write for a while now. Throughout the day, as I go about my Mama business, I find myself thinking in prose. I take little snapshots of my day and surround them with long, lovely sentences full of superfluous adjectives and lists separated by commas. 

All in my head.

I know I'm a writer. My mind keeps an active list of all the things I want to document but my day keeps me from actually getting anything down on paper. Part of it is busyness, but another part is laziness coupled with fear. 

All this to say, I'm hoping to get back into the swing of blogging. And not just about my kids, but about me. About life. Church planting. Community. Eating clean (or trying). Suffering. Hoping. 
I'm waking up. My heart is waking up. My words are waking up.

At least, they're trying to. :)

Thanks for sticking around. XOXO

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Evan Michael is ONE!!!!!

Dear Sweet Evan Michael,

Today we celebrated your first birthday, though technically you turned one last night at 7:22 pm while you slept peacefully in your crib. When planning the party, I couldn't stop thinking about a sunshine theme. You are blond, fair, and a total joy and are our sunshine! And to think you've only brightened up our lives for one year; it seems like so much longer!

One year ago, I helped lift you out of my womb and onto my chest, where your sweet, inquisitive face was peaceful, welcoming, and so kissable.

At one month, your hair was full and dark and stood up on end when freshly washed. You were soft, round, and with a lower lip that tucked right in.

At two months you were spindly, a long baby boy with a receding hairline and wide, bright eyes. You smiled, and it lit up our hearts.

Months three and four your cheeks filled out, your eyes were lightening to blue, your hair lightening to blonde, and you were keeping me up all night. 

Five months brought a tiny bit more rest, as well as raspberries, rolling and rolls (weight gain for the win!)

Six months and I could hardly believe half a year was past. You were eating, trying to crawl, screaming, sitting, and exploring the world around you.

Our sweet monkey, at 7 months you were crawling, teething, weaning, babbling. It was all so much!

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8 months and you were (mostly) sleeping at night, filling our days with delight, and a cruising, determined little dude.

By 9 months I finally finished decorating your nursery. You celebrated by bouncing on the crib and putting your hands in your mouth. I loved putting you to sleep at night, so easy and peaceful as you nursed your baba and played with the tassels on your blankie.

Month 10 and you were an accomplished walker. You started shortly after turning nine months and in no time you were pushing up to a stand in the middle of the floor and using your two legs as your major form of travel. You grew chubs and were delightfully kissable.

11 months brought more walking, more talking, and more joy. You filled our lives with laughter. You spent the days being inquisitive, loud, playful, quick, cuddly, and full of energy.

And now you are one. Determined. Soft. Smart. Funny. Busy. Crazy. Full of life. Full of joy.

You walk, talk, sign, "sing," make messes, empty the dishwasher and wastebaskets and buckets of toys. You wave bye-bye and point. Mostly you make messes.

Today's party was so, so fun. I worked all week to pull it together, in all its yellow and gray glory. Of course, you noticed none of the details but it was a true first birthday. All of our friends and church family were there. Even Auntie Jennie got to come! We are so blessed that you are loved by so many.

You enjoyed poking and prodding your smash cake (aka lemon muffin with lemon buttercream in the shape of a sun).

My favorite part of the party was watching all the kids gather around for the big event. You had no idea what to do, and they were all full of encouragement and suggestions on where to start. When you didn't eat, they offered you bites. They were so delighted when you finally started eating!

And, because the party was right smack dab in the middle of your nap time, once you destroyed the muffin cake, you screamed to get out.

Happy Birthday, my sweet, sweet boy. You are such a dream baby. Our good news, our gift from God, our surprise third child who totally and perfectly completes our family. We love you, Evan Michael! Welcome to ONE!