Friday, August 29, 2014

Naughty

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I love this picture. Tracker Jacker was being naughty (nothing new there), and he was put in time out. He hates it. He should hate it, it’s no fun to be in trouble. But he’s sooo cute when he’s naughty that he doesn’t get in trouble as much as he should.  And he’s cute when he sits in time out with his lower lip hanging out. That’s the trouble, he’s just too cute.
Most of the time when my kids get in trouble it’s not a laughing matter. But sometimes as a parent I have to hide my smile when they do something that is so unexpected and naughty that I just want to laugh. There have been prayers that Dustin and I have laughed through, moments where the other parent has to take control of the situation while the other hides around the corner snickering (It’s usually me. Dustin holds it together better than I do). And I’m glad I have those moments, because staying at home with kids can be a monotonous job. And laughing about parts of it keeps me sane. Besides, It’s so easy to be the mad parent, the one who is annoyed by all the disobedience that their kids display. So I am grateful for the moments of hilariousness that come along with it.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Benson's blessing day

Two months old. It’s amazing how time flies. And how slow I am at updating my blog. This happened almost a month ago.
I was really bad at taking pictures this time. I was tired and lacking motivation to pull out my camera. Luckily I kicked it in gear and snapped a few. As usual we were really nervous that our baby would cry through the blessing, and as usual we were shocked when it went smoothly. 
Thanks to everyone who came, I know it’s a pain to travel to see us but it sure means a lot to us.
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Ky and Ellie are best friends, and Ky will randomly declare that she misses her and wishes she could see her more often.
I wish I’d have gotten a better shot of them, but these ones will have to do and they will make for some good memories. IMG_6818 copyIMG_6820 copy

Monday, August 25, 2014

Kindergarten- here we come!

Oh boy, we started a whole new chapter in life this morning. Sophie started school. She was so excited. She prepped each of her younger siblings. She sat them down and in hushed tones I heard things like, “Jack, Sophie goes to school today. You aren’t going to see me that much anymore. Kyla will help you when you need things.” And “Kyla, you need to be Mommy’s big helper cause I’m going to school now, and I’m not going to be here to do it anymore. Can you do that?”IMG_7164 copy
I have been asked by so many people if I’m going to shout for joy or cry. Well I didn’t cry, and I’m not shouting for joy either.
As I walked home from dropping her off I started to panic. Have I taught her enough? I forgot to remind her to close the stall door open when she uses the toilet. I didn’t tell her to raise her hand. Did I reassure her that she’d do awesome? Surely there must be a million other things I could have taught her or prepared her with. Why didn’t we sit down and talk about all the things that you do and don’t do when you are in school? AHHHHH!!!!
I was tempted to run back and give her one more squeeze and tell her that she’ll do great, because the last look I saw in her eyes was uncertainty. Instead I took a deep breath and told myself to keep walking that she’d do fine. I can’t control her world anymore, but I can’t help her through the challenges she faces when she come back home at the end of the day.
While there will be disappointments and tears along the way there will be more of the great achievements and joy. 
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I was having a hard time getting her to smile, so I told the other two to tickle her. I love these pictures. IMG_7185IMG_7188 copyIMG_7190 copy
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She picked her outfit about a week ago and her hairstyle. She is such a funny little girl.
And all of these poses you see she busted out all by herself.
And yes, I took too many pictures. I can’t help myself!!
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Friday, August 22, 2014

Nothin'

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I seriously get a good laugh at least once a day from this kid. He acts so big sometimes that I just crack up. Every week after Church he slips out of his suspenders and puts his hands in his pockets and walks around the house. When asked what he’s doing he replies, “Nothin’!” with a grin on his face that spreads from ear to ear. He’s growing up WAY too fast.                 
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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Little Ones

I walked past the bedroom and spied this little miss playing. She was creating a castle for her little toy dog. I love finding my kids totally engulfed in another world. It reminds me of my childhood. I had a great imagination, my younger sister and I would play for hours. Pirates were chasing us, we were princesses, and we’d escape on the wonder horse. After escaping we’d ride that trusty steed through the drive through of somewhere and buy a box of jelly filled donuts. I had big dreams, and apparently jelly filled donuts were a big part of them. (insert Husband rolling his eyes as he reads this. He thinks my love of food is over the top. And it is.)
Anyway…
I thought this was a perfect moment to capture. It’s sweet, she’s lovely, and man do my yellow curtains look good (don’t look too closely, I made them myself and they have a lot of room for improvement).
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In other news…Tracker Jacker doesn’t pay much attention to Baby Bence (Sophie’s nickname for him). It’s not that he doesn’t like him, he’s just indifferent.  But occasionally he’ll ask to hold him, usually after his sisters ask first. But I thought this moment was really sweet when he wanted to be part of the action.
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Oh, how we love to smother Baby Bence in love and attention.