Thursday, March 27, 2008
Because
It has been so exciting to listen to Maison's speech develop over the last few months. She has really improved a lot since Christmas. For all the concerns I had about her being delayed, she has caught up fast. She is speaking in clear complete sentences and asking questions now. We just finished the "why?" phase. Currently we are in the "because" phase. That is the answer I get to most questions. I typically respond with, "because, why?" She looked at me so serious the other day and said, "No more because why, Mom." I guess she didn't like me pressing her. I'm sure we will revisit this phase when she is 14. The other funny thing she said recently was, "Mommy, what is gum made of?" Before I could answer, she said, "Probably potatoes." I guess I should have known.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Egg-cellent Easter

At this point in the evening I am surprised my children haven't turned into jelly beans, especially Maisy. Every time I looked at her today her cheeks were packed full and a different color of drool was oozing down her chin. The candy was far too accessible for her HUGE sweet-tooth.
Overall it was a lovely Easter. Following church, we hosted the Jeremy's family at our house, which was fun, but it is always hard to miss a holiday with your own. A brunch at the Country Club would have been much easier. Jeremy and I cooked entirely too much ham and have enough to last for months. Too bad Carson doesn't like it, unless it has ketchup on it. YUCK!
The kids were great sports with the egg hunts, even in the cold weather. I prefer a much later Easter, personally. It was fun watching them hunt for eggs. Carson is turning into a full out little boy. He was quite competitive about the whole egg collecting bit. He did allow Maison a few though.
Maisy was very nervous about the whole Easter Bunny bit. She really didn't want him coming into the house. When we put her to bed last night, she kept saying, "Easter Bunny not come in-probably dirty." Then this morning she thought it was really funny when Carson told her the Easter Bunny pooped jelly beans. Once she made the candy connection, I think she decided he wasn't so bad.
This is a photo timeline of our day! Enjoy!







Happy Easter!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Smokin'
Carson is a great skier! He was a wonderful traveller and well behaved roommate. We are so proud of him. Our trip to Winter Park went better than expected. Carson skied all day, each day. And, amazingly improved from one day to the next. He was cruisin down blues before we left. In his words, "I'm smokin'!" Granted, he is not the fastest kid on the mountain, which is fine with me. He is fairly cautious and only tested the limits a couple of times. Jeremy and I were left scared and screaming behind him. Luckily there were only a few major wipe outs, leaving him in tears and declaring he couldn't ski.
The first afternoon was the roughest. When we started down the first green after the bunny slopes, he threw a major fit. I was really frustrated and promised day care the next day. He got it together and was a different kid the rest of the trip. It was amazing to see his improvement from one day to the next. Just sleeping made him better, I think. Before long he will be skiing circles around me. The most memorable part of the trip for me was listening to him jabber and sing as he skied. He talked nonstop to himself. I would hear him say, "I gotta keep skiin' I gotta keep goin'. Let's get skiin'." It was almost sing-song like-SO funny!
Below are some of my favorite pictures from the trip. I included a clip from the Day #1 and Day #3 so you can see him in action.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Words to Live By
God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
As it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
If I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
And supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
As it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
If I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
And supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Hot Stuff!
Chemical vs. Biological Warfare

MRSA eradication is underway! Following 12 hours of bleaching, washing and sterilizing everything we own, I am proud to announce my victory. If any micro-organism has survived this attack, I would be shocked. My poor children endured the first of their bleach baths quite well. They smell summer-fresh, chlorine coated. Hopefully this extensive process along with the bi-daily nasal swabs will eradicate this evil flesh eating germ. Special thanks to Dr. G who coached me through this. Keep your fingers crossed it never returns. I don't know how we will handle that!
"There Might be a Little Dust on the Bottle,
But don't let it fool ya' about what's inside."
This dated country song was the theme of my night as I attempted to hang with Lori and Tiff the other night. This evening was blog worthy for several reasons.
One, I actually survived and well, I might add. (Hence the title of the song.) We had a good time. Although their evening really gets going about the time mine usually ends, I managed to stay awake and entertain them with some very talented dance moves late in the night. I really do miss those nights.
The most significant reason to write about this is because of the changes I noticed in myself that night. As I was leaving Jeremy and the kids, I cried. I was driving up north for the night, 12 hours to be exact, and I was suffering from separation anxiety. It was the first time I really realized how completely absorbed I am in "my life as a mother". My identity beyond my children is diminishing, quickly. Without the kids or Jeremy, "I" am difficult to define at this point. That too made me sad. At the same time, proud. I know I have given my children every consideration to the point of losing sight of myself. That has to be good for them, probably not so for me. So, I am making a conscious effort to prevent feeling like that, even if I have to drag some of my other "overly dedicated" mom friends with me kicking and screaming. There is another world out there and it still is fun. Even for a frazzled mom on occasion.
Finally, that night reminded me of how much I enjoy my sister. With her up north now, we can't meet at the mall or run by each other's houses as easily and time really goes fast. She has made some big changes in her life and I am proud of her. While we are still on completely different levels, her single and me with kids, I appreciate her honesty and conversation so much. I am proud of the woman she is becoming. It is weird to think of her as a woman, but I guess it is time to admit I am one now too.
Overall, my night out was great! I don't need to do it very often. I won't survive, but it is amazing what good conversation, a change of scenery and a good car ride can do for your perspective. While my family is still my number one priority, I realize there is still much more to me.
This dated country song was the theme of my night as I attempted to hang with Lori and Tiff the other night. This evening was blog worthy for several reasons.One, I actually survived and well, I might add. (Hence the title of the song.) We had a good time. Although their evening really gets going about the time mine usually ends, I managed to stay awake and entertain them with some very talented dance moves late in the night. I really do miss those nights.
The most significant reason to write about this is because of the changes I noticed in myself that night. As I was leaving Jeremy and the kids, I cried. I was driving up north for the night, 12 hours to be exact, and I was suffering from separation anxiety. It was the first time I really realized how completely absorbed I am in "my life as a mother". My identity beyond my children is diminishing, quickly. Without the kids or Jeremy, "I" am difficult to define at this point. That too made me sad. At the same time, proud. I know I have given my children every consideration to the point of losing sight of myself. That has to be good for them, probably not so for me. So, I am making a conscious effort to prevent feeling like that, even if I have to drag some of my other "overly dedicated" mom friends with me kicking and screaming. There is another world out there and it still is fun. Even for a frazzled mom on occasion.
Finally, that night reminded me of how much I enjoy my sister. With her up north now, we can't meet at the mall or run by each other's houses as easily and time really goes fast. She has made some big changes in her life and I am proud of her. While we are still on completely different levels, her single and me with kids, I appreciate her honesty and conversation so much. I am proud of the woman she is becoming. It is weird to think of her as a woman, but I guess it is time to admit I am one now too.
Overall, my night out was great! I don't need to do it very often. I won't survive, but it is amazing what good conversation, a change of scenery and a good car ride can do for your perspective. While my family is still my number one priority, I realize there is still much more to me.
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