12-06-15 The First Christmas Night

This evening was the kids production at church. The kids have been working on this for weeks and were very excited that the day had finally arrived. C was a star and Big as was a donkey. 

The kids practice with the Cherub Choir every Sunday morning. I've been helping my mother in law with that for some time now and it really is a lot of fun. The 2s and 3s basically just stare at you the whole time, but the 4s and 5s really get into the signing. This evening their song was Go Tell It On The Mountain. We had multiple conversations with Big E that he was not allowed to bounce through the entire song. He must have been listening cause he stayed pretty still. Also it was the first year that one of my kids wasn't picking their nose the entire time! 

C got to sing the verses with her cousin Adie. She was practicing all afternoon.

Shortly before showtime, Daddy started prepping our little donkey.

All ready to go!

My little star waiting in line...

During the rest of the evening, the youngest kids were contained in the stable. 

Thanks to everyone that put so much time and energy into this evening! You did a great job!!

Baby E discovered Christmas lights!

12-05-15 Date Time

Ever since having kids, Tim and I have had very little time to go on dates. 

For the first few years after C was born, I always felt guilty. I worked five days a week an hour from home, and my time with my babies was always limited. I felt like a bad mom if I willingly chose to leave them again just so I could go out for fun. 

We've gone out for dinner, we've seen a few movies, but we have always been watching the clock... Knowing we only had a few hours before having to get home. Well today, for our anniversary, Tim's mom watched the kids for the day so that we could go out. We did some shopping, saw a movie and grabbed dinner. It was nice to spend some time with him without worrying about getting home right away.

You'd think I'd have a picture of us to commemorate this delightful occasion, but no, I have pictures of doughnuts. Oh well. 

12-04-15 The Time I Sang Karaoke...

I'm not a great singer... I sang a lot when I was younger, but I'm an alto and I'm a vocal follower. I can only really carry a tune if I have a strong singer beside me. I can sing along to songs on the radio, but take away the voice singing and I am completely lost. I married into a musical family, but it never really rubbed off on me... Sigh...

I went to a karaoke box once. I had a Japanese teacher that loved karaoke and invite me to join her and some friends. Tim, my sister and I went. A karaoke box is pretty much a small private room you can rent that has all the karaoke equipment set up for you. You bring your own food and drinks. It was quite an interesting experience, but cemented my realization that it just isn't my thing. It was fun, but I just wasn't good at it. 

Fast forward to this week. C has been talking constantly about an event at her school where they were going to have... Wait for it... FROZEN karaoke. She informed me that she and her friend Kaia had been practicing all week and they were ready. With all the excitement about it, I agreed to take her and Big E this evening. She signed up for a 6:30 slot. I assumed once we got there and she saw the people watching that she would get incredibly shy and back out.

The event was a holiday bazaar at her school. There were a lot of vendors, food, Santa, and yes... Frozen karaoke. We got there right at 6:30 so I took C to the hallway that they were doing the singing in. To her disappointment, her friend was not there, but the music teacher asked her if she wanted to sing anyways. C nodded yes, and the teacher found another girl to sing with her. They sang Do You Want To Build A Snowman?

She was nervous, but she did a great job. I was surprised she actually did it. Afterwards we walked around looking at all the vendors. When we made our way past the karaoke booth again C said she wanted to see if her friend was there yet. She wasn't. Then C turned to me with big eyes and said she really, really, really wanted to sing the Elsa song (Let It Go.) And would I please sing with her. 

That's right... Me, sing karaoke in front of a group of strangers. I wanted to say no so badly,  but I knew it meant a lot to her, and I knew it was good for her confidence if I encouraged her...

So there I was, singing a song half out of my vocal range in front of a group of total strangers. I pulled the mic away from my lips when the high parts came, and made sure I just watched C the entire time. Talk about being out of my comfort zone! Seriously, the things we do for our kids!!! But I could see on her face that I had made the right decision.

The rest of the evening was pretty nondescript. There was a pretty cool train set up for the kids to watch and we did that for awhile. C saw some friends from school and they colored and played together. Naturally it was total meltdown time when it was time to leave, but we made it home relatively unscathed! (Except maybe my pride! Ha!) 

To be honest, though, I cherish the times I get to take her to her school. As a working mom, I don't get to see her in that element very much, and I'm sad that I miss out on a lot of opportunities to be involved, so when events like this come along, I jump at them. 

I snuck in on them sleeping this morning and snapped this pic. It is extremely rare for me to get in the room before Big E wakes up, so it was nice to see them both fast asleep! 

12-03-15 The School Picture

C's official kindergarten picture showed up the other day, shoved in her backpack and full of wrinkles. Thankfully I have some mad photoshop skills, so I took it in and cleaned it up a bit.

Let me be the first to say, I love this picture. She looks so very grown up! How did that happen so quickly!

It just so happens that I found my kindergarten picture. Who doesn't love a great 80's silhouetted photo with a bowl haircut?!? 

12-02-15 My Boys

It's been a long week, and it's only Wednesday! Late Sunday night Baby E was throwing up. We think he ate some bad baby food because it only happened a couple of times in the middle of the night and he was done. No fever, no other symptoms. And he only threw up that one baby food, nothing else that he had eaten. 

Needless to say, we were up quite a bit that night. The next night Tim didn't get home until very very late, and I can never sleep well when he isn't home. 

On top of that, it's been raining for four days straight, so my commutes to and from work have been atrocious- 1.5 hours each way, every day. 

All that combined made for a desperate need for a quiet, stress free evening. I was supposed to attend a meeting at church, but with Tim working and the exhaustion of the past few days, combined with potentially exhausted children, I decided it was best for our family for me to forgo it. 

So I brought the kids home and sent C to church. That left me and my boys for the evening. In my head it was going to be easy.... Feed them and put them to bed, then veg on the couch till C got home...  In reality, it was two hours of fussing, bath time, stepping in pee on the bathroom floor, and rocking a screaming baby so he would calm down. 

But in between the crazy moments, the boys were very sweet. Big E is such a kind, gentle boy who loves to give hugs. When I'm having a sad day or a long day, he's the kid I track down for cuddles! Baby E was testing out his legs this evening by walking all by himself around the room. At one point he got up to about 8 steps before falling over. Another week or so and he should be on the run! 

I gave them a bath. Apparently Baby E loves water and has no problems with splashing and getting drenched. (The other kids freak out if any water at all gets on their faces.) After finally getting the boys down, C got home from church hungry and tired. After feeding her and getting her in bed it was well after 9. 

So much for a quiet evening, but at least the crazy was contained to my house!!

These photos were taken just moments before stepping barefoot in a huge puddle of pee on the bathroom floor. Lesson learned... Don't let babies crawl around naked.

Baby E gives great big open mouth kisses, teeth and all. 

My little man was super tired this evening so I tried cheering him up with funny faces.

That smile. Every time. 

12-01-15 Happy Anniversary

Dear Timothy, 

Eight years ago today, I married my best friend. It was the happiest day of my life. 

Eight years and three kids later, I still love your company. I love seeing you each morning and sharing each crazy, hectic, asylum worthy day with you! You have taught me so much about selflessness, grace, and gentleness. You see past my flaws and love me in spite of them. You see me at my worst, yet choose to see the best in me. And when I look in your eyes, or rest in your arms, there is no doubt in my mind that you cherish me. 

Our marriage isn't perfect, but hey, neither are we. We argue. We miscommunicate. We fail each other. It happens. That's life. But I count it an honor to be by your side, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part. 

Happy eight years, my love! Here's to so many more!