Monday, September 6, 2010

Date Night

This afternoon the boys woke up from their nap and Bubs had a 102.1 fever. So our plans to get out as a family were a smidge derailed. I'm bummed, but trying to stay positive. I'm really hoping it's a teething fever. So since Monkey and I were fever free, Daddy offered to stay home and take care of Bubs while Monkey and I had a little one-on-one time. This RARELY happens anymore, so I snatched up the opportunity. We went to IKEA to make an exchange. Surprisingly enough, Monkey didn't want to play in SmaLand. He loves that place! But today he said he wanted to go shopping with Momma. I wasn't going to fight him. :-) After that, dinner at Spring Creek BBQ, the playland at a local mall, a package of Silly Bandz, and a carousel ride. We had a WONDERFUL time!

On the way and after we got home, we had a couple cute conversations:

MM: Monkey, Momma is really tired! (big yawn)
JK: I know. You had a really big time!
MM: (laughing) Yes, I did, I had a big time!
JK: Good! Because I had a big time too.



In bed reading a bed time story about Mr. and Mrs. Pig that got married on a cruise, but a thief stole Mrs. Pig's pearls and ruined the party. We're on the last page of the book and there is a sad looking little bug character watching the thieves get carted off to jail.

JK: He's sad.
Dad: Yes, he is sad. Why is he sad?

Thinking we're going to get an answer about it being sad watching the bad folks going away...

JK: He's sad because he didn't get any cake.


Aww man...this kid. I love his observations and sweetness. He reminds me everyday how blessed I am to have him and his sweet baby brother and Daddy. Life is good.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Playing At The Beach

A few days were spent at the beach as a family last week. One of the things that I told N that we HAD to do while we were down there was to take a few informal snaps of the boys down at the water. So we dragged the kiddos and N's obliging parents down there with us. Things didn't go quite as planned, but we did manage to eek out a few good shots. I learned a few things of what NOT to do, so next time it'll be better. Considering it's been several years since I've done any halfway formal shoot, I'm pleased with the fact that I got anything at all.

These are completely raw images, untouched, uncropped. Sorry! But I know if I wait till that's done, it'll be four months from now before it happens.

Family members: If you really want one of these, email me and let me know. I'll get you a tweaked high resolution to get printed out.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Look Who Turned ONE!

Still cannot get over how fast this year has gone by! I can honestly say I've been good about slowing down and enjoying each phase he's been through. In spite of some very deep sleep deprivation with this child, I have truly enjoyed every thing about him. He's a happy, sweet, opinionated, and funny little boy that has brought much joy to our lives. I thank the Lord everyday for honoring us with another son. I am overwhelmingly blessed through my husband and children.

Some notables about our sweet little one year old! (Pardon me for the details. This is really more for me to look back upon than to entertain dear readers. I'm sorry if this is verbose. You can skip to the party pictures at the end if you like.)

He LOVES to eat! Grapes, cereal, pretzels, applesauce, bananas, crackers, chicken, ham, french fries, cheese, pasta, even tuna sandwiches. There isn't much that this boy will turn down, unless he just can't chew it. Even then he'll just gum it to death. He only has 4 teeth so far, so he's doing what he can with what he has. He's been known to hoard food in his cheeks and still have it there 20 - 30 minutes after he's down from a meal. He's also been known to shuffle on his hands and knees under the high chair after a meal to scavenge when Momma isn't quick enough to clean up. Who needs a puppy with a Mr. Hoover. :-)

He's also still nursing a couple times a day and even though Momma's almost ready to wean, Bubs seems to have NO interest in giving it up. Since he hasn't attached himself to a blanket, lovey or pacifier, the process of weaning is a little dicey right now. It makes him very grumpy, so we're taking it slow.

We're FINALLY sleeping through the night. This is such a blessing! Up until 10 months, Bubs was waking up every two hours, sometimes more often, to nurse. I was a zombie! But now bedtime is generally around 7:30 and wake up time is around 6. While we'd love it if he slept a little later, I'm just grateful he's sleeping through at all!

He loves, loves, loves, Big Brother!
Monkey is the sun, moon, stars to this little guy. There really aren't many people that can elicit a bigger smile than Big Brother. Maybe De-dah. But Bubs thinks his older brother is the best thing ever. Big Brother isn't always thrilled or gentle with his little shadow, but that doesn't seem to deter the little guy. He's a strong-willed character in his own right, so whatever Monkey is dishing out, he's holding his own pretty well. It also helps when you're almost as big as your big brother. Currently, there is only about a 5 lb difference and they're already in the same size clothes.

He's a Momma's boy. I think some of this is because he's still being nursed. If he's not shadowing Monkey, then he's busy pulling on my leg attempting to crawl into my arms. As a busy Momma, I was/am forced to wear Bubby in a sling while I attempted to take care of the house and Monkey. He LOVES to be worn. Still, to this day! But he's nearing 25 lbs and that's a lot to carry in a sling, while cooking, potty training, cleaning, and playing basketball with a toddler.

He's walking! He's actually been walking for about 2 months now. I was bracing myself for him to not walk for awhile, since he's such a big kiddo. But along with his size, comes strength. He's still a little wobbly when he's tired, but every day I'm noticing more stability and speed. I guess that's needed when you have an almost 3 year old brother to keep up with! And while my back is aching from carrying him in the sling so much, it's bittersweet to watch him chase JK around the island in the kitchen. The laughter and screaming make it worth it.

He's started talking! Strangely enough, his first word was a bark. LOL! He LOVES dogs or any animal for that matter. But he will LEAP out of our arms if he spies a dog. And I know it's a dog when he starts making this deep gutteral woof, like our Boxer. He also says "uh-oh" and "doddie", which can mean Daddy or doggy, depending on what direction he's pointing. He says
"Momma", but it's usually in a sing-songy way and he doesn't seem to associate it with me yet. He calls me Doddie. Since he adores Daddy and dogs, I guess I will take it as a compliment. While he doesn't have an arsenal of words yet, he has a slew of different little squeals that he uses to communicate. We almost always know when he's in the room and what he wants.

He loves to dance! It can be a song in a commercial, a song from a Laurie Berkner video, or even a cell phone ringing. No matter, it will stop Bubby in his tracks and he immediately starts this slow squatting bob. While he comes from strong musical genes on both sides of the family, his immediate reaction to music is always a surprise to me. Adorable to watch!

He loves all things having to do with balls, cars, trucks, and trains. There have already been quite a few fights in the W household over who was playing with what ball or car. Still not sure how we're going to enforce this whole "share" concept, but we're working on it. I've also been intrigued by the fact that Bubs already understands that vehicles make noise. He always makes this little "running engine" sound when he rolls his Hot Wheels around the house. Perhaps I am under-estimating how much of an influence JK has on him.

About to sing and partake in the caterpillar birthday cupcakes with big brother and cousins.

Licking off icing from the candle...

I think I got the hang of this cake thing...

But I don't really like being messy...


Kickin' it up with an after cake cocktail. Life is good!

Yes it is. Especially with you in it little man. We love you so much! Thank you for blessing us the way you do. We are so grateful to have you in our lives, our family, and in our home. Your chub and sweetness has charmed us all!

Mommy and Daddy

Friday, July 9, 2010

Unmet Expectations

This morning, as I was taking JK out of his car seat to take him into daycare, we had the strangest and sweetest conversation:

JK: Momma, I no want to go to school.
MM: You don’t?
JK: No. I no want to.
MM: I know babe, Mommy doesn’t want to go to work either.

He looked at me with a surprised expression.

JK: You no want to go to work?
MM: No. Sometimes I am sad at work. I miss you. I’m sad because I want to be home with you.
JK: Work make you sad?
MM: Yes, sometimes work makes me sad.

After thinking a moment…

JK: Daddy’s work make him sad too?
MM: No, Daddy’s work is a happy work.
JK: My school make me sad.
MM: It does? Why does it make you sad?
JK: Sometimes I want to watch Yetter Factordy at home.

Hahaha! And here I was thinking he was gearing up to tell me that he missed me too. Ahh well. A momma can dream right?

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

One of THOSE Days

So today N wakes up and is sick. Sinus stuff, feels like a cold is coming on. Praying the rest of us can steer clear of it. He decided to stay home today. But since he was parked behind me in the driveway, I just took his truck. I don’t like driving it. It’s too big. Or I'm too small. My feet seriously can't touch the floor and that's with the seat moved down to the best position possible. I feel like I'm driving a semi. But I didn’t really feel like re-parking on the street, so I just grabbed his keys and took the boys to school. Bubby has a meltdown and won’t go to even his favorite teacher who he lunges for every morning. I leave him behind in tears. Monkey has a meltdown because I only packed regular pancakes and not the chocolate chip pancakes. I forgot the boxes of baby clothes I promised Monkey’s teacher for her new grand-nephew and we’re out of checks, so I have to go to the bank to get a money order to pay for this week’s tuition.

Can I go back home and start this day over?

As I drive into my parking spot at work, I hit the car next to me. It’s just a scratch, but it’s a 2 foot long deep scratch and the lady will probably have to get her whole rear quarter panel replaced. (Probably because the truck is too big and I have a hard time judging how much space I need.) To top it off, we just bought the truck from N’s mother and the insurance isn’t even transferred over to our name yet. So whatever we do, it’ll be cash out of pocket, because I don’t want it to go on her insurance.

I think I want to run away to Australia.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Small Group Girls' Weekend 2010

The wives from our Small Group at church have been planning a girls' weekend for over a month now. We made arrangements to head out of town to Galveston, sans children, husbands, and chores. Unfortunately, there were a few travel, health, and other obstacles preventing everyone from making it. But those that did, had an AWESOME time!

The beach house was perfect. We each had our own room, we had plenty of food, and we were about a 3 minute walk from the beach. A drive into town was only about 8 minutes, so we also went shopping and toured the city a bit. But we realized about an hour into settling in that it didn't really matter where we were, we could have a great time anywhere just chatting and enjoying our friendships. We didn't have diaper or potty-training duty for four whole days!

So what do you do when you're on a beach vacation and it's pouring rain outside?

You watch movies and chat. And eat. And eat. It's amazing how many conversations you can finish and how many hot meals can be eaten when there aren't any little ones around!

It rained HARD from Thursday night until early Saturday morning. It finally slowed to a drizzle on Saturday morning so we were able to go on some shell hunts and enjoy the surf and sand.

There were a lot of Portuguese Man-O-War that were washed up on shore after the previous night's storm.

Lola and Tito, some local Boxers, entertained us on one of our walks.

I just loved this. Have no idea why, but it spoke to me.

Some of the beach front homes are still hurting to be remembered from Hurricane Ike. This is about two blocks from the W's home.

Every girl's vacation dream: a place you can throw back a beer and get a tattoo while you're waiting for your new car security system to be installed. If it takes too long you can roll away in a scooter.

A gorgeous historic home a few blocks from The Strand.

See the blue step? That's how high the water was with the storm surge from Ike.

The Galveston Fishing Pier on the sea wall is still in need of repair. (Click link to see pictures from before Ike.)

Fabulous Threesome. It's off-centered on purpose. See the view in the background? We can see the waves as we're sitting on the sofa in the living room.

LH's second job: Abercrombie model.

Homeward bound road trip staples: Sonic Happy Hour and a stop at Buc-ee's in Madisonville. (If you haven't heard of Buc-ee's, it's The Ultimate truck stop. Ever.)

The sweetest little Welcome Committee I can imagine! (Bubby hadn't crawled to the front door yet.)

JJ and LH, thank you for being amazing road trip buddies! I had a FABULOUS time and am already looking forward to next year's trip.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Early Mother's Day

This past Saturday we had a garage sale. We're finally following some of Dave Ramsey's advice and purging/selling stuff we don't use. We didn't make as much as we hoped, but we did get rid of a lot of JUNK!

Afterward, we needed to get Monkey a new pair of shoes. But nature called in the form of four growling bellies, so we stopped at a local gluten-free taco joint first. I was exhausted and (unbeknownst at the time), dehydrated and sunburned, so the seat on the patio was a welcome one. The sun was setting, the breeze was blowing, and the boys were in spectacular moods. Maybe it was the margarita, but I had one of those slow motion moments that life throws you every now and then. I had a very deep awareness in the warm sunlight and raucous boyish giggles that I was immensely blessed and that despite any struggles we're facing, that God is Good.

So we don't have the money we want, nor do I have the secular job that feeds my spirit, nor do I drive the sexiest car or have the perfect pre-pregnancy body filling out the latest trendy clothes. But I have a dedicated husband and two beautiful boys that make me laugh and fill my need to be needed. N and I have struggled with a few things lately and have had to work hard to just live Life. But at that very moment in that little patio, I had a very keen sense that my Heavenly Father was right there with us...loving us, supporting us, laughing with us, and providing for us.

Even though it wasn't officially Mother's Day, it didn't matter. God was celebrating with me and the little family He's provided me. It was beautiful.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Earth Hour is Tomorrow Night!

Join me in conserving and celebrating!

Tomorrow, Saturday, March 27th, at 8:30 pm, it's Earth Hour. Set your timer! Turn off the lights, laptop, and television. If you have kiddos, tuck them in tightly to bed and snuggle with your honey by candlelight. Once they're down, pour a glass of vino, read poetry aloud, or trade foot rubs with your beloved. If that's not your flavor of romance, play a board game by candlelight or go for a walk and enjoy dusk! Or if you're flying solo (or choosing to fly solo!), draw a hot bath, light a candle and enjoy your latest fictional novel up to your neck in bubbles. No matter what you do, do it with the lights out and as many energy-draining appliances in their OFF position. It's only one can do it!

By working together for one hour, we can make a difference in this world's energy usage, and make a difference for what we leave our children by example and by lifestyle.

Go here for more information.

Share please...what are you going to do with your Earth Hour? (Please keep it G-rated!)

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The Twisted Toddler Conversations

I've documented many of the adorable conversations we have with Monkey. It's hard not to be tickled by his musings and observations. He has such a fresh and funny perspective! But they aren't all cute, quippy little conversations. I think the latest mix of half-year development (which I hear is harder than year marks), winter cabin fever, family sicknesses and just plain ol' boredom, has made some of the conversations with Monkey a bit exercise in Mommy's patience.

Either that, or he's a very fickle 14 year old girl in a 2 year old boy body. I haven't figured this one out yet.

Just so you don't think our lives with a toddler are all peaches and cream, here is a sampling of the "other" conversations that ensue in our household.

But before you read on, please at least consider the advice I try to take: Never judge a family by their two year old. Amen!


MM: JK, do you want milk or apple juice?
JK: Apple juice.
MM: (starts pouring apple juice)
JK: (screeching as if his life is in danger) NOOOOO!!!! I want milk!


JK: (yelling) Bubby, no take my toy!!!
MM: JK, use nice words please.
JK: (yelling louder) Bubby, no take my toy PLEASE!!!


MM: JK, do you want a time out?
JK: (nods head vigorously)
MM: (picks up JK and takes him to his room)
JK: (wailing as if he's just lost his dog) No want time out! No want time out!


MM: JK, we're about to leave. Please put on your shoes.
JK: (looks at me, but continues playing with stuffed monkey)
MM: JK, please put on your shoes.
JK: (stares at Mommy)
MM: JK, please put on your shoes.
JK: (walks towards the shoe box, but gets distracted with trying on Daddy's shoes)
MM: (more slowly and deliberately) JK, please put on your shoes.
JK: (ignores me completely, tripping on Daddy's shoes, falling and crying) I fall down!
MM: Okay, JK. Mommy's going bye-bye now. See you later. (walks out the front door)
JK: (great wailing ensues!) Mommy, I don't have my shoes on!



We are challenged daily with balancing love and discipline. It's hard. N and I come from very different disciplines in our childhood and we're trying to find a happy medium that works for our boys. With JK, we work hard to praise, praise, praise when he does something good. We do lots of high-fives and verbal encouragements, which generally works very well. But I have noticed that nothing quite stirs this little boy's soul like some good one-on-one quality time. Just a little bit of one-on-one time with him a day and he is truly the most agreeable little boy. We get lots of conversations like this:

MM: JK, let's go potty one more time before bedtime.
JK: Otay! (scampers undistracted to the bathroom)

"Otay!" Right up there with "I love you Momma", it's really one of my favorite words around here.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful for...

The GORGEOUS weather outside!
The sense of renewal that March always brings
The fact that the weather forecast for this weekend is sunny and in the 60's
My new purple mani/pedi polish
The fact that Bubby is feeling better today
The snuggle time I had with Bubby last night and this morning
Benadryl for my allergic hive reaction I had to another medication

And last, but not least...


Yes, I know that sounds funny, but it's true. In my Wednesday Night Bible Study (Breaking Free by Beth Moore), I'm learning three important things that have changed my perspective on life's hardships.

One, too many times we claim tribulations are in our lives, when they are really just irritations. We make mountains out of molehills. For instance, I'm realizing my "tribulation" of not enjoying my job is really not a tribulation at all. It's a source of irritation for sure. But it's not a tribulation. Perspective. Sometimes I just need a little more perspective to understand my life is not as bad as my emotions make it out to be.

Two, in our teeny tiny earthly lifespan (in comparison to eternity!), these trials (or tribulations), are but a blip on the radar. I remember in college, looking back at my teenage years and scoffing at some of the things that were "gonna kill me". Ha! Man...I had it so easy and had no clue. Even today, I look back at my college years and my late 20's and think the same thing. In reality, Life was so simple then, but because of my limited perspective, I had no clue. I think in 10 years, I'll be thinking the same of my life today. But in Heaven? Once I'm up there and realize what hardships I had to go through to get THERE, all of this will seem like child's play. None of it will matter, but it will have been totally worth it.

Three, overcoming the tribulations in my life makes me beautiful in God's eyes. The note I wrote that Beth said in the video, "Being healed is more beautiful than being well." I love that! I realize this might be a lame analogy, but I kept thinking of my great-grandmother's antiques in her home. I could purchase a reproduction of the beautiful mission chair that I always remember her sitting in. It would be new and polished and without any scratches or marks. But it will never be as beautiful as THE antique mission chair that she always sits in. It is the worn scratches, the softness of the cotton cushion, the patina-ed wooden edges, the history of what that chair's been through that makes it so beautiful! That's how God looks as me as I weather storms with Him. I might be beaten, bruised, exhausted and worn. But I've survived some pretty heady trials (and tribulations!) with Him. And here's a thought...the more trials I experience in His name, the more beautiful I become! I know. What a way to look at some of Life's hardships.

With every low blow that Satan throws at me to spin me off my axle, I'm getting more beautiful and precious in Christ's eyes. What a comforting way to view my coming years! I'm basically going through beauty treatments for my wedding day with my Bridegroom. :-D