Monday, June 4, 2012

This and That.

A little of this, a dash of that, a sprinkle here and a splash of that.

I can't help but feel as though our days are becoming like some kind of special family recipe. It seems with my most favorite concoctions I never measure out the ingredients but knowingly reach for the right jars to make sure the dish is seasoned with everything that makes us come back for a second helping. Every day as we wake up and start mixing together the familiar ingredients the day begins to take on the comforting aroma of learning to slow down and enjoy the small things: Morning walks, picnics in the yard, long afternoon naps and trips to the ice cream stand. Nothing extraordinary or even uncommon, but full nevertheless.
The Thoelke kiddies are still here for a few weeks and we're continuing to love having them around. They totally entertain my littles and even though it has meant way more messes ... it's been great having them here.
Last week Trip turned 9 ... he had spent the night with us the night before and woke up requesting pancakes.

Isn't he the cutest? I keep telling him he can move in ... he thinks I'm joking ... I'm not.

Sweet boy.
After breakfast we headed into Vestal to go to (drumroll please ...) Chuck E. Cheese. I know, I know... shocking.



We loved spending the day with Trip!
This weekend flew by and I seriously can't think of anything especially wonderful. It's been rainy and chilly ... which after a heatwave was welcomed right on in.
Friday was National Donut Day ... so we were more than happy to indulge at a delicious little bakery we found. In hearing my southern accent trying to quiet the five children (two of which were missing shoes) huddled around me, plus the fact that I looked like quite the hot mess myself after wrongly expecting we would find a drive-thru, the regulars were definitely staring. Whoops. But totally worth it ... the best donuts I've had in a while! Yummy!!


The days have seemed muchhhhh longer the last few days as Sawyer has learned to crawl out of his crib. Instead of climbing out as soon as we put him night-night, he goes right to sleep as usual.
 No, the problem comes in the middle of the night. At random times he come stumbling out of his room, completely disoriented, refusing to go back to sleep anywhere except snuggled up next to me. Cue what I like to call "musical beds." We end up hopping all around and eventually give it up around 6:15. Now, in case you aren't familiar with my children, they're sleepers. None of my kiddos have ever been in routines where they get up before 8:30am. It's glorious. It's one of my favorite things about them. Kiddingggg. Well, kinda. So, needless to say, we're all a little disoriented around here now! Aaron went out looking for crib tents, but you have to order them. And since we're leaving in less than a week for Arkansas for three weeks and the tent isn't portable, I didn't want to start that until we're back in a routine. So ... bring on the coffee and concealer.

He now falls asleep at random times since his schedule is so off. Here he was playing on the iPad and two minutes later crashed. Bless it.

Another random tidbit is loving having big girls in the house who like to do girly things like eat fancy cheeses, drink sparkling lemonade from wine glasses (not that Avery didn't totally love that, too!) and talk about celeb gossip. Is it bad that I think even silly stuff like that is good for my soul?? Don't answer that ...


Avery has been prepping making homeade lemonade for the next pretty day when she can have a "lem-o-made stand and make lots of money." Already a little entrepreneur.


I just love a silly bathtub pic. :) I can't tell you how many I have of my sisters and me in the same pose. I think my mom did this to our hair every night in the tub. Love.
Saturday night the Knoxes came over and we grilled out ... meaning the men grilled out and we sat on the couch chatting. Ahhh ...

And as usual, late night game playing with my love. I need to document I've beat him the last two nights. Thankyou very much.


Today was a fun day. Aaron told Trip on his birthday last week he was going to take him to a Mets baseball game and today was the day. Aaron, Trip, and Dalton loaded up to head to Binghampton for their boys day.
Ironically, I have no pictures of Trip ... but he was there!



All good things come to an end, and apparently today ended a little earlier than expected. The game went into a rain delay after the first inning and they ended up having to call the game. I think they had fun though!

Since the boys were off to day of manly business, we thought it only fair to treat ourselves to pedicures ... an obvious decision.







Sunday was kind of crazy day. I was exhausted and on a wee bit of an emotional rollercoaster. But after taking a trip out in the country to bring a friend dinner and seriously having to stop several times to take in the beauty of my surroundings I felt much better. The area we live in is appropriately called "The Valley," as we are surrounded by beautiful hills, mountains and ridges. I still get distracted driving down the road and looking at what surrounds me. Isn't it so cool to think about how nature is just one more way we can see God? That He really is beautiful? That it's His personality on display for us? I think beauty is so important to girls; things like flowers and decorations and pretty accessories are just refreshing. So seeing that those things are important to Him,too makes me love Him more. Makes me feel like He gets me. Ya know?




"He has made everything beautiful." Ecc. 3:11


Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Graduate

It's starting. The cycle of starting and finishing. The years of getting older and passing the grades, summer vacations and steps toward empty-nesthood ... what in the world?

Yesterday I was reading through my bloglist and stopped on one of my favorites ... Rage Against the Minivan. She makes me laugh. But yesterday she made me cry. It wasn't entirely her fault, I'd just attended Avery's Pre-K Graduation ... by myself. In a strange place. I wanted my mom.

Her blog post was titled The Parenting Paradox talking about how obviously we want our kids to grow and flourish and do well ... but we want to hold on to the moments, as well: the snuggles, the "mommy-is-the-best-ever," the pitter-pattering of constantly growing feet that remind me of an impending withdrawal from mommies and daddies. They'll trade in all their preference for us and all that comes with being totally content spending the day fighting for our attention for independence and those who suddenly appear much cooler than us. So, if you want to cry and have a Xanax handy, feel free to hop on over and read it by clicking here. And since I'm in a recommending, hyper-linking sort of mood I'll tell you to go download the book, Mitten Strings for God: Reflections for Mothers in a Hurry by Katrina Kenison. I can't remember how I came across it: maybe it was a recommendation from purchasing another book, or someone told me about it  ... I'm a book junkie these days, remember? But it's a precious, precious book. It gets kinda cheesy and old school at times, but most of it is so sweet I could just cry with thankfulness about getting to experience the miracle of being a Mommy. If you have itty bitties and can spare a few minutes a day to read a chapter here and there, I highly reccommend it ... Okay, I'm done. Clearly, I've gotten distracted from the purpose of this post: Avery's pre-K graduation.

First of all, somehow I never got the letter that there even WAS a pre-K graduation ... meaning I didn't tell Aaron, meaning he already had a dinner meeting, so I had to go-it alone. And this was cause for even more emotions than usual. I can't remember a single event so far where I haven't walked into a childhood celebratory milestone linked arm in arm with tons of family. If the whole fam damily had been there then someone would have remembered to bring her a "Congrats Grad" balloon, maybe some flowers or at least some loud cheering when the preacher bellowed "Avery Elizabeth Boone" over the loud speaker and she made her way across the stage. Instead it was just me ... I did make it on the front row and tried to cheer louder than I usually would have and ran up to snap a pic with my iPhone. Obviously sticking out as the new Arkansas mom. But it's fine. I'm sure Avery didn't notice. She tends to always feel special, just ask her.

Here are some of the pics ... Her big smile reminds me that she always feels loved and probably didn't notice the ackwardness of just having one person cheering her on ... she was just happy to have me there to smile and wave nervously at from her seat.

Avery Elizabeth Boone, I love you so much it hurts!!!


The Graduate, herself!


Heading out for her big night.


I'm not sure why I didn't think about her suiting up in a cap and gown, but I didn't. And watching her put it on was the first time I lost it that night. Obviously not the last.


Avery with her teacher, Mrs. Fairchild. She was absolutely a delight and loved Avery. We were super blessed by her.


She, as usual, loves any form of dress-up.










Congrats Av!!




Love that they gave a whole little notebook filled with her work. Maybe I'll actually keep up with it ... no promises. That's why I have the Blog.


Some of the notebook content included this little evaluation ... You're already a great student, A!





Way to Go, sweet girl!!! Kindergarten or Bust!!




Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Memorial Day Weekend

Well, hey.
It was a fun Pennsylvanian Memorial Day weekend. We played, we ate, we visited and then we ate some more. It was hard to not be with the fam at the lake as we usually are ... but we had fun nevertheless.

Saturday I sent Aaron and the childrens out of the house so that I could clean. I almost enjoy cleaning when there aren't juice cups to be filled, diapers to be changed and little hands undoing all my hard work. I opened all the doors and windows and turned all the TVs to the one of the music channels to clean my heart out.
While cleaning I peeked out the window to see these beauties:

Are. You. Kidding. Me?!?!? Peonies in my front yard?!?! They are growing all around our town like dandelions, I kid you not. It's fabulous. The whole town is just covered up in some of the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen, but these peonies are my very, very favorite flower. Love, love.

While I was busy trying to make-out with the plant life, Aaron took the wee babes to Farmland.





They heart Farmland.

Saturday night Aaron and I went to a church event that the Wesleyan Church put on (where Avery attends pre-school & we've been meaning to visit). It was a "Regressive Dinner" at three families homes (Think backwards Progressive Dinner ... we started with dessert).
I'm not gonna lie ... being the new girl sucks. I honestly think it's my first time being the new girl in my whole life. I switched to PA (Pulaski Academy) in seventh grade, but I practically knew half the grade from church. And then when I went up to the U of A it was pretty much PA's 13th grade ... especially in the greek circles. So, this was just a whole new deal. Definitely felt out of my comfort zone, but by the end of the night I was glad we went; we met some really nice peeps.

Pennsylvania started to overheat this weekend ... we're talking 91 degrees. Did I mention we don't have AC? We have a window unit that was totally fine until this weekend. Most of our windows are old-timey crank windows that really can't even accomodate window units ... so it was warm. No, no, no. It was HOT. Thank GOODNESS for the basement which stays MUCH cooler. As well as the Master BR because of the AC in there ... but wowzers. Please pray for my fam ... I get cranky when I'm hot. Um. that's actually a very kind description of my over-heated-self ... Yikes. :/
Aaron went and got the kiddies a little pool to play in in the back yard that was QUITE the hit after church on Sunday.
The babes were FREEZING since the water was so cold, but they still played and played and played. I never have understood how kids can swim in so much colder water than adults.








They're the cutest.

After the men grilled out quite a feast the women and kiddos went home for naps as the men left for a round of golf. Ahhhh .... Delightful.

Then ... a BONUS weekend day for Memorial Day. SOMEHOW, I'm really not in any way sure how this happened, but the kids talked us into going BACK to Farmland. We haven't found any outdoor pools in town yet, but that is first on my agenda for the weekend. Sister needs some sun.

I sent this pic to my mom and sisters (we "chat" all day everyday via group text pretending we still live close)
to show my excitement about heading to Farmland as opposed to Lake Ouachita.
I was so, so happy.
Clearly.


It turned out to be a fun time.

After lonnngggg naps we headed over to the Hurst house for slip 'n slides, more grilling, and a fun time all around.







The Sweet Knox's

It was a fun weekend playing and eating and enjoying time with friends. I know it's not just another day. Not just another holiday. I'm so thankful for the brave men and women who have defended our country so we can have so many of the freedoms we do today. I still tear up saying the pledge of allegiance sometimes. It's an amazing, amazing gift that we've been given that I'll never take lightly. Thank you.

"These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world." John 16:33



 
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