Sophism

Sophie says the cutest things. Yesterday, she was sitting at the kitchen counter, happily munching on Wheat Thins. Suddenly, I heard her gasp and stop chewing. She looked at me and said, "My tongue bit me." Classic.

Grateful in January

January is such a hard month for me. There's hardly any sun, it's cold, the air is smoggy and the snow looks dirty. I started wondering if there was anything good about January. So, I made a list of the things that I have loved about this month.

1. Blue eyes. Brilliant, lovely, deep blue eyes. I can forget all the naughty things that Brielle does when I look into her eyes. Truly, I could get lost in them.

2. Humidifier. Yes, it's January so we've been sick. Almost all of us (knock on wood). Breathing treatments weren't working, antibiotics weren't kicking in as fast as I wanted. But the humidifer always comes through. It makes breathing just a little bit easier. Plus, it's fun walking into a room and immediately feeling like I'm in Hawaii :)

3. Snowmen. Sophie made her first snowman (with the help of her fab sister, Sam). It was darling. At approximately 5 inches high and 3 inches wide, there was not one cuter snowman on the block - or the world in my opinion.

4. Forts. Truly, this has to be the best way to break up a boring, dull January night. Dad is a fort builder extraordinaire, and the boys love learning from him. It makes sleeping (even when sick) so much funner!

5. Food Storage. After the earthquake in Haiti, I decided that I really needed to get more organized. Inventory was taken, shelves were swept and cleaned, and water was refilled. I don't have enough of everything that I need, but I'm a little better off than I was at the beginning of the month. What more could I ask for?

6. Sleeping kids. It's nice to sleep. I really like it. Fortunately, my kids are all growing to like it, too. And the positions that some of them sleep in - really funny!

So, looking back on the list of things that I'm grateful for, I know that I wouldn't change a single day. Today, the sun is shining, it's almost 40 degrees and I feel like a very lucky mama.

A Better World

16 very short years ago, the world became a better place. A happier, funner, more complete place to be.

The date was November 2, 1993. It was a crisp Autumn morning with bright blue skies and happy, chirping birds. And, most importanly, it was my first day as a mother to a darling baby girl.

Kiersten was born at 2:14 pm. She weighed in at 6 lbs. 7 oz. and 20 inches long. She was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. My labor with her took just over two hours and when I saw her, I fell in love. She had just a few pieces of very blond hair, long feet, and the cutest lips, nose and chubby cheeks I have ever seen! I couldn't quit kissing her.

Kiersten is such a great girl. We've watched her go through so many stages of life already. She was quite shy in her younger years and would hide behind my legs when someone new approached her. She was also very into Barney, the big Purple Dinosaur!! One afternoon when Kier was about 3, I laid her and Sam down for a nap. Usually they would put up a fight and cry, but this day they just laid down and it got very quiet very quickly. I was congratulating myself on what a great mom I was until I started to hear little giggles coming out of their room. I peeked in to check on them and was so surprised at what I saw! Kiersten had found a purple (permanent) marker and had colored her whole body (and Sam's!) purple so they could look more like Barney!! That was Kiersten first attempt at art - and what a masterpiece it was!!

As the years went by, Kiersten became a little less shy, quite a bit better at art and the funnest daughter I could ever hope to have. She is energetic, smart, kind, helpful, loving, a good friend and daughter, and a spiritual daughter of God.

I love you so much, Kier. I'm so glad you're my daughter and growing up to be so beautiful, inside and out! Never forget your goals in life and remember that you have so many family and friends that look up to you and love you.

Have a fabulous day and a great year, my love - you deserve it!!
xoxo

Off to School

Today was our typical Monday morning. The boys got up, got ready for school and were almost out the door. Until I realized that we had a flat tire. I called my neighbor and she said that she would take them to school.

Normally, I drive my boys and some of the other kids in the neighborhood, but today the boys walked down a few houses to catch their ride. Watching them walk there together made me smile. They left the house with smiles on their faces and a skip in their step. They ran down the sidewalk skipping (sort of skipping. Our family is seriously rhythm-challenged, so it ends up looking more like a run/seizure/skip thing) and pumping their fists up and down in the air. They were just so happy to be outside, going to a friends house and getting to go to school. It made me happy just watching them. Oh, to be young and excited for school again!

Want to be - Like Bree

I've decided that I want to be like Bree. She is such a cute, happy, and VERY friendly baby. Goes to bed with a smile, wakes up with a smile. The only time that she ever gets really sad and angry is when the chocolate is gone (aren't all women like that??).

The other day I was outside doing yard work. I wasn't necessarily happy to be doing it - I had lots of other things that were way more important, but my yard has turned into a jungle. It HAD to be done.

Bree came out with me and was just happy as a clam - especially when cars would drive past. She would turn and wave - with both hands high in the air and a smile. It made me smile. Then I started noticing that it was making the drivers smile, too. What could be better than having a cute, chubby baby (with dimples, might I add) wave to you with a huge smile on her face?

I decided to make a goal. I want to be like Bree. Do I have to know someone to be friendly, wave and smile? I don't think so. Some days we could all use a wave and a smile. So, if you see me outside waving and smiling, just know- I'm happy to be trying to be like Bree

Parent Teacher Conference

Yesterday was Parent Teacher Conference for my boys. The boys were excited for me to go and I was hoping that I would get good reports from all of their teachers. But, it didn't happen.

I heard GREAT things about them!!!

I don't normally brag (okay, sometimes just a little!), but these little men of mine are just fabulous!!! Bradyn has three fabulous teachers: one for music, one for science, and a core teacher. How did I get so lucky to have all great teachers? I don't know...but I'm not questioning it. All of them told me how amazingly smart my boy is. But that was not the best part of the report. EVERY ONE of his teachers repeatedly told me that not only his he very smart, but so, so kind to everyone - even the girls. Do reports get any better than that?? I don't think so.

Next was Joshua. Same thing (but only from one teacher - music teacher was gone) as Bradyn. Great student and a VERY nice boy! Such good reports. Such a fantastically happy mom.

Somehow, somewhere, in the midst of all my shortcomings and setbacks as a mother, my sons have still managed to learn good manners, being kind and helping everyone that they can - even the girls. I'd like to take credit for this, but I can't. It's just how they are. They are the nicest, smartest, funnest, funniest, most handsome boys that this planet has ever seen. I don't know how I got lucky enough to have them sent to me, but I'm grateful every day of my life for them.

Way to go, boys!! Keep up the good work! Love you tons - Never change!!

Happy Birthday!!

I love having a big family. I love the movie parties on the big couch. I love waking up in the morning with at least two parents, two kids and a dog in the bed together. I love the noise (usually....okay, only sometimes), and I love that we have a birthday almost every month of the year.

Sam turned fourteen yesterday. She is such an amazing, incredible, beautiful, talented, smart young woman. I have so many fond memories of her. Sam was born early in the morning via c-section. She was premature and weighed only 4 lbs. 12 oz. She was so tiny!! Tiny toes, tiny fingers, tiny little body....but BIG personality and a great BIG heart with so much love to give. One of Sam's best qualities is to see the best in people. She has a christlike love for so many, and forgives so easily....It is my goal to try to be more like her in those areas.

As Sam has grown up, she has become even more beautiful and fun. I'm so lucky to say that she is not only my daughter, but one of my very best friends. She can make me laugh, cry, scream, tear my hair out, and feel like my heart is going to burst open from all of the love that I have for her. I cherish every moment with her, the good and the bad. And luckily we have much more good than bad.

I know that as she grows up, we're going to have some growing pains. She's wanting to spread her wings, and I'm wanting to hang on to her for dear life. I have a quote in my room that says "It is the wise mother that gives her child roots and wings." I want to be that wise mother. I want to see her grow up into the beautiful woman that I know she will become. I want to skip over all of her future heartache for her. I want to protect her forever.

It's starting to become clear to me just how much Heavenly Father must ache for each of us when we leave his presence. He knows the trials that we will face. He knows that we have the ability to do great things in life. But how hard it must be for Him to watch as we make mistakes and falter. And then, how great it must be when we turn to Him and let Him wrap us in His arms and love us unconditionally. I want to be like my wise Father in Heaven. I want to guide, to teach, to allow her to make mistakes, and have confidence that she will, with guidance, grow into the woman that Heavenly Father intends her to be. She has her roots, and hopefully they get a little deeper every day. Now, I just need to give her just a little bit of room to fly.

Sammy, I love you. I want you to know that I love our Heavenly Father and our brother, Jesus. They are both always there for you no matter what the problem. I know that the Spirit will help to guide you and will be there for you in times of need. And I want you to know that you will always and forever be my little Sammy Wammy! I am always here for you as well. We might not always see everything eye to eye, but my love for you never weakens. It grows stronger every day. You are a fantabulous young woman and I'm proud to have you as my daughter!

I love you forever xoxoxo :)