Monday, November 25, 2013


We went camping at the beginning of the month and had the best time. Of course by "camping" I mean we stayed in a 2 bedroom cabin, but you gotta start somewhere, right? We went with good friends and between the two families we had 5 kids 5 and under, so a cabin just made the most sense. We went to Yogi Bear's Jellystone Park in Waller and it was really nice and super family friendly. I am looking forward to going back!

On the way there, I realized my kids had no idea who Yogi Bear is. So I cranked up YouTube and gave them an introduction. Their generation has got it so easy...what did we ever do before smart phones?

The weather was perfect. Sunny and cool during the days and cold, campfire temps at night. Those kids played and played and played and played and had such a good time. It wasn't crowded at all so they were able to ride their bikes and scooters on the paved street without us having to worry about cars constantly. I think their favorite activity was playing in a mud puddle and throwing rocks into it. To be kids again...

Now for the picture dump. I considered scaling it back, but I don't do photo albums anymore and so this blog is the only way I document our lives. So be warned. :)

Getting all settled in

Who said girls don't like to play in the dirt??

friends helping friends


The men took the 4 big kids down to the playground...

...and this is how they returned. I think Ben had a little too much fun. Haha!

I got my baby fix in with this sweetie

Did someone say s'mores?!

The next morning we got up and went fishing. Instead of renting a golf cart, we just used the back of Rick's truck to transport us all over the park. The kids got such a kick out of riding back there. (calm down, they were only going 5mph and had an adult back there with them) :)

Daddy's girl

the 4 big kids

"be silly!"

be...creepy? :)

Love this family!

The Boyds

Riding the trolley

Harper being Harper

sweet girls taking a self portrait
The park has a water park that is supposed to be heated, but unfortunately for us their heaters were broken. 60 degree temps didn't stop a few brave people though (it most definitely stopped me!).

And then. THEN! The boys declared they wanted to try out the next monster of a slide. It took Harrison 10 minutes just to climb up all the stairs and I NEVER thought he'd go through with it. He's fairly cautious and doesn't like heights. But he did it! That little speck is him sliding down on his tummy on a mat.

Harper decided she wanted to catch a few rays.

Then we went back to the cabin for some treats and to warm up again. 

The boys collected some firewood for our campfire.

And after 2 days of solid playing and no napping, the kids began dropping like flies.

Abigail went first

And Harper followed 2 minutes later.

The boys stayed up for some s'mores and then off to bed they went. We were there over the time change so it was good in the sense that we gained an extra hour of grown-up time and fun with friends and good conversations and laughter around the campfire, but bad in the sense that the kids were all up at 6. Ha!

We ate a delicious breakfast (yet another perk of a cabin) and then packed everything up. We were sad to go.

Harper did not want to part with Abigail's chair. She LOVED it.

Before we left, we stopped by to play a game of miniature golf.

Harrison apparently took a selfie when I wasn't looking :)

I'm so grateful for our friendships. Not only are Stacie and I close friends, but our hubbies and kiddos all are as well. 

Harrison missed the dogs and was upset when we came home and they were still at my mom's. So he picked up the phone and facetime'd them. Once again, this generation has no grasp on how far technology has come! So cute that he was happy to see his pups, even if only virtually.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013


I got a good ugly cry in earlier. It was much needed...been building that one up for a while now. Isn't it funny how a nice long, hot cry can make you feel so much better? That, and a quiet house and full glass of wine after a very long day.

Basically, the kids are kicking my ass. (see? they are even driving me to swear.) I'm flying solo a lot lately with Rick working 15 hour days and 6 day weeks. 3 and 2 is rough. Their behavior has been ROTTEN lately and today I found myself screaming at them to have self control and that in our family, outbursts of anger and yelling and being disrespectful and temper tantrums are absolutely unacceptable. Except for me, apparently. Yep, it will be a miracle if I'm not screwing them up royally. This motherhood gig is the best, hardest job I've ever had and I'm reminded every day of just how much I need to rely on God. What a scary, beautiful, challenging, humbling ministry he's called me to. I'm so thankful he loves me even when I fall so extremely short most days.

And then the minute they're (finally) in bed (for good) (maybe), all I want to do is scroll through our recent pictures and smile and remember how sweet those angel babies of mine are. I love them with all of my being. I know that this is just a rough patch and a short, fleeting stage in life. Things will calm down at the shop and we'll be able to eat dinner together as a family of 4 again. Harrison won't always test boundaries and scream at me and say that I don't love him and get out of bed 1000 times before finally falling asleep. Harper won't always wake up at 5am and wrestle me when I put her in her car seat and throw her food on the floor and melt down because she can't have a 20th bandaid for her nonexistent bobos and pull all her clothes off her hangers and dress and undress and redress herself 1000 times every day. They won't always squabble and bicker and brawl. One day, they won't do any of these things and I will miss all of it and wish with all of my sentimental mama heart that they were 3 and 2 again.

channeling Ray Charles

A Harrison selfie

singing together at Disney on Ice

my sweet little mama

she raids my closet too

when they're not fighting they really are best friends

sweetness right here

And this is why you're not allowed to lock yourself in your closet while trying to get in a much needed and long overdue phone conversation with a good friend. This took 6 towels to mop up. (And notice her wardrobe change #4 of the 9am).

It was suspiciously quiet for 30 seconds so a hunt for Harper was necessary. I smelled her before I found her hiding behind the shower curtain. She decided to give herself a sponge bath with an entire tube of orange-scented body scrub. At least she smelled good.


This is how you know you have a brother. She insisted on dressing like a ballerina...and then chased after me with a pointed gun shouting, "Pow, pow! You dead, Mommy!" 

Over the weekend the kids' beds got upgraded. I have intentions of painting his bed red and updating his decor, but for now, it works. 

I'm not gonna lie, I got teary eyed seeing her crib taken out and the toddler bed put in. We are officially out of the baby phase now.  Ask me later how the bed transition is working out for the kids. Hopefully at that point I will be able to answer "really great!".  I actually told Harper tonight that she needed to stay in her bed and hide from the monsters so they don't catch her...and that right there is sound parenting. Told you it would be a miracle if I'm not royally screwing them up!

Harper got her first hair cut today. We are quickly running out of firsts, I'm afraid. 

They are growing up at lightning speed, which is why it's my continuous prayer to cherish these days instead of just surviving them. The days are long but the years are short. Couldn't say it better myself.

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