Monday, January 30, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Family Photos
One of our friends, Christina Holcomb, was kind enough to take some family photos of us this fall. They're such great pictures and I just realized that I never posted them so everyone could see her work. She was awesome with the kids and had a lot of patience ... something required with our family. If you want to see some of her work, check her out at Christina Holcomb Photography.
And because I can't post them all, here are some of our favorites. Thanks Christy!
And because I can't post them all, here are some of our favorites. Thanks Christy!
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Slowing Down
Today was a GOOD day.
And it wasn't because we had special plans. We didn't. And we didn't meet up with any friends and family. The weather wasn't even very good for the majority of the day (though it cleared up enough to play outside before dinnertime ... thank you sunshine!).
Today was just one of those good days. We actually stayed home all day, something that's a rarity for us. Usually the kids wake up each morning asking where we are going to go that day. But today everyone had a lingering cold and I decided that we would just all hunker down and see if we could entertain ourselves at home.
By lunchtime we had completed our floor alphabet puzzle, hunted for treasure, had a dance party (to the same song over and over and over), played "school", played "babies", made goldfish and Cheez-It sandwiches for snack, built a city on the train table, and designed a custom built fort complete with inside lighting and a secret passageway. There were a few disagreements thrown in here and there (those aren't ever absent, even on a good day), but nothing that wasn't resolved within a minute or two. Then we got to have lunch with Daddy and EVERYONE took a nap! The girls are dabbling in no nap territory these days, so it's like Christmas when the stars align and everyone takes a two hour siesta. After nap we played outside, had dinner, played some more and then had our normal bath, books, and bed routine.
Isn't it amazing how the most ordinary of days are the ones you tend to enjoy the most? Dance parties and fort building will only last for a short time, so I'm so thankful for the days that I give in and completely enjoy these things with the kids myself. So many days I am too busy or hurried to really participate in many of their games. It takes a day like this to remind me to enjoy this short, sweet time I have with them and to be a participant in their growth and happiness, not just a spectator. I want them to remember me as part of the action, not as a mom who supervised and observed.
So today I'm thankful for diving in, for giving in to childishness, and for acting a little less like "mom" than I do on a normal day. If it can get me four of these ...
... I'm going to have to make it a more regular occurrence.
And it wasn't because we had special plans. We didn't. And we didn't meet up with any friends and family. The weather wasn't even very good for the majority of the day (though it cleared up enough to play outside before dinnertime ... thank you sunshine!).
Today was just one of those good days. We actually stayed home all day, something that's a rarity for us. Usually the kids wake up each morning asking where we are going to go that day. But today everyone had a lingering cold and I decided that we would just all hunker down and see if we could entertain ourselves at home.
By lunchtime we had completed our floor alphabet puzzle, hunted for treasure, had a dance party (to the same song over and over and over), played "school", played "babies", made goldfish and Cheez-It sandwiches for snack, built a city on the train table, and designed a custom built fort complete with inside lighting and a secret passageway. There were a few disagreements thrown in here and there (those aren't ever absent, even on a good day), but nothing that wasn't resolved within a minute or two. Then we got to have lunch with Daddy and EVERYONE took a nap! The girls are dabbling in no nap territory these days, so it's like Christmas when the stars align and everyone takes a two hour siesta. After nap we played outside, had dinner, played some more and then had our normal bath, books, and bed routine.
Isn't it amazing how the most ordinary of days are the ones you tend to enjoy the most? Dance parties and fort building will only last for a short time, so I'm so thankful for the days that I give in and completely enjoy these things with the kids myself. So many days I am too busy or hurried to really participate in many of their games. It takes a day like this to remind me to enjoy this short, sweet time I have with them and to be a participant in their growth and happiness, not just a spectator. I want them to remember me as part of the action, not as a mom who supervised and observed.
So today I'm thankful for diving in, for giving in to childishness, and for acting a little less like "mom" than I do on a normal day. If it can get me four of these ...
... I'm going to have to make it a more regular occurrence.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Cinderella Ate My Daughter
Check out Matt's post on 25 Hours A Day concerning the book, Cinderella Ate My Daughter, and the ongoing debate regarding the sexulization of young girls. A very interesting topic and debate lately. What do you think about the "princess movement?"
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Kidspeak
I know I've talked about BB and Wonkie before, but here's a little picture to refresh your memory ...
(BB is on the left, Wonkie is on the right)
Both blankets have been by Peyton's side since birth and I think we would have a colossal meltdown comparable to World War II if either of them ever was lost. They each have their own personality, gender, and unique smell (so she says).
Last week we were sitting on the couch before bedtime and Wonkie managed to be there with us. We have recently lost a beloved blankie (Luke's "Bubbie" ... he ate it ... for real, I'm serious ... don't ask), so I was remarking on how well Peyton's BB and Wonkie had stood up to their four long years of use. The following conversation ensued:
Me: "Peyton, is this Wonkie that I'm sitting on?"
Peyton: "Yeah Mom, I brought him out here because it's almost bedtime."
Me: (while holding Wonkie up): "You know Peyton, Wonkie's looking good for his age. He's in pretty good shape."
Peyton: "I know Mom. He's a square!"
(BB is on the left, Wonkie is on the right)
Both blankets have been by Peyton's side since birth and I think we would have a colossal meltdown comparable to World War II if either of them ever was lost. They each have their own personality, gender, and unique smell (so she says).
Last week we were sitting on the couch before bedtime and Wonkie managed to be there with us. We have recently lost a beloved blankie (Luke's "Bubbie" ... he ate it ... for real, I'm serious ... don't ask), so I was remarking on how well Peyton's BB and Wonkie had stood up to their four long years of use. The following conversation ensued:
Me: "Peyton, is this Wonkie that I'm sitting on?"
Peyton: "Yeah Mom, I brought him out here because it's almost bedtime."
Me: (while holding Wonkie up): "You know Peyton, Wonkie's looking good for his age. He's in pretty good shape."
Peyton: "I know Mom. He's a square!"
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