Flora loved everyone today. She spontaneously gave us all hugs and kisses throughout the day and often said "I LOVE you, Mommy" with such conviction that you'd think she actually realized all that I do for her. But no . . . that's not possible.
At one point this evening, she lovingly embraced the whole family and said, "I LOVE you, Mommy. I LOVE you, Daddy. I LOVE you, Timber. I LOVE you, Scout. And I even love God! And I even love Mary and Joseph. And I even love baby Jesus!"
Ah, I love that silly girl....
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
scout and the princess
Boys can play with princesses too. Scout plays with Flora's new princess dolls. This is what it sounds like when Scout plays with a princess:
"Princess going night-night. Night-night, Princess. Princess in bed. Princess sleeping. Princess wake up! Princess is awake! Princess JUMP on her bed! Whoa! Big jump, Princess!! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!"
"Princess going night-night. Night-night, Princess. Princess in bed. Princess sleeping. Princess wake up! Princess is awake! Princess JUMP on her bed! Whoa! Big jump, Princess!! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!"
24 1/2 hours
Twenty-four and a half hours! We spent 24 1/2 hours in the car during our Christmas travels!!! I am SO glad that I did not add up our travel time before we left -- I may have changed my mind about the whole thing and just stayed home.
I know a lot of people were praying for our trip and I am thankful for each prayer! Our 24 1/2 hours of travel time went so much better than I ever imagined 24 1/2 hours in the car with a 3-year-old, a 2-year-old, and a 3-month-old would go. All three kids were stellar travelers and thanks to Dora, Diego, and other fictional friends available on DVD I don't remember hearing a single whine or fuss!
We barely missed a couple of winter storms but had clear weather for all of our journey (besides a heavy fog when we left Colorado Springs, but it was 5am so we would have been in a heavy fog regardless of the weather).
All of my prayers for a safe, HEALTHY vacation were answered despite two sick family members in Colorado and two in Arkansas. Flora and Timber developed runny noses but nothing worse. I can't imagine how miserable it would have been if all five cousins had gotten sick in Colorado, so I was immensely relieved when we left Colorado without any sickness. And I was amazed when we left Arkansas without any sickness since the kids always seem to get sick when we visit Siloam Springs! On our third day in Colorado, a family member informed us that she had thrown up during the night and hoped it wasn't a stomach virus. Oh my goodness!! Can you even imagine a stomach virus in a house with five small children and six adults!!?? That would have been blog-worthy for sure!!! --but I'm happy to be spared the experience.
Although twelve days away from home was starting to take its toll by the time we left Arkansas, our Christmas travels were overall a success! We had lots of fun but we're all SO happy to be back home. I prefer our 10-minute bedtime routine to the hour or more it took to get the kids to sleep in Colorado and Arkansas.
Looking forward to some boring days this week!! Sometimes boring isn't so bad.
I know a lot of people were praying for our trip and I am thankful for each prayer! Our 24 1/2 hours of travel time went so much better than I ever imagined 24 1/2 hours in the car with a 3-year-old, a 2-year-old, and a 3-month-old would go. All three kids were stellar travelers and thanks to Dora, Diego, and other fictional friends available on DVD I don't remember hearing a single whine or fuss!
We barely missed a couple of winter storms but had clear weather for all of our journey (besides a heavy fog when we left Colorado Springs, but it was 5am so we would have been in a heavy fog regardless of the weather).
All of my prayers for a safe, HEALTHY vacation were answered despite two sick family members in Colorado and two in Arkansas. Flora and Timber developed runny noses but nothing worse. I can't imagine how miserable it would have been if all five cousins had gotten sick in Colorado, so I was immensely relieved when we left Colorado without any sickness. And I was amazed when we left Arkansas without any sickness since the kids always seem to get sick when we visit Siloam Springs! On our third day in Colorado, a family member informed us that she had thrown up during the night and hoped it wasn't a stomach virus. Oh my goodness!! Can you even imagine a stomach virus in a house with five small children and six adults!!?? That would have been blog-worthy for sure!!! --but I'm happy to be spared the experience.
Although twelve days away from home was starting to take its toll by the time we left Arkansas, our Christmas travels were overall a success! We had lots of fun but we're all SO happy to be back home. I prefer our 10-minute bedtime routine to the hour or more it took to get the kids to sleep in Colorado and Arkansas.
Looking forward to some boring days this week!! Sometimes boring isn't so bad.
Monday, December 20, 2010
crazy cool colorado christmas
summing up our colorado trip (with alliteration -- because it just came out that way):
Firetrucks and Fancy Nancy.
Giggles and gallops.
Callie and Christmas.
Elliott and eating.
Family and fights.
Dogs and diapers.
Granny and Grandpa.
Babies and baths.
Fun and fun.
Firetrucks and Fancy Nancy.
Giggles and gallops.
Callie and Christmas.
Elliott and eating.
Family and fights.
Dogs and diapers.
Granny and Grandpa.
Babies and baths.
Fun and fun.
Monday, December 13, 2010
a special gift
Merry Christmas from the Borkerts!
Flora has a special present for everyone!!
(if you don't "get it" then click on the pic to enlarge)
(if you don't "get it" then click on the pic to enlarge)
Thursday, December 9, 2010
2010 in review
Facebook status updates from 2010 . . . if you keep up with me on facebook then you've already read all of these. I'd forgotten some of them though! I guess you need to read it from the bottom up for it to make sense..... :-)
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Home is calling......
Grandma's Christmas games are awesome!
!!!!ARKANSAS!!!!
Oklahoma!!
Come home. Get lunch ready for Flora and Scout. Pick up toys and clean up the kitchen a bit. REMEMBER THAT TIMBER IS STILL SLEEPING IN HIS CARSEAT AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS!! Bring Timber upstairs.
Chris tells me, "You smell like vomit." Thanks, Honey, but I really prefer the term "spit-up."
Well, it's decision time --- either today is laundry day or tomorrow is pajama day.....and they wouldn't necessarily be clean pajamas.
Flora just told me, "Mommy, Jesus is in the bathroom."
Um, ok....And then a minute later, "Mommy, Jesus is out of the bathroom now."
Did Jesus just use my bathroom?? :-) I don't know where she comes up with this stuff!!
Crackling fire. Hot chocolate with marshmallows on top. Sleeping baby. Cute husband. Life is good!Wishing the deer would just come surrender at our doorstep this year.......
Today I told Scout (in my superexcited voice), "SCOUT! You will be TWO-YEARS-OLD tomorrow!" Unimpressed with my theatrics, he replied, "No, I will be five."
I TOTALLY forgot to feed the kids breakfast before church today . . . major mom fail. Now I know why I was able to get everyone out the door quicker than usual!
Flora tried on a new skirt and Scout said, "Flora is a princess!" What a good brother.
Thanks to Dora, Scout always calls for help in Spanish -- Ayúdeme, Mommy, ayúdeme!!!
I just heard Flora tell Scout to go to pbskids.org. Hmm....maybe a bit too much tv for them since Timber was born.....
Flora says, "Our church is like a house but it has a horn on it." Horn = steeple.
Halloween costumes for the kids: Eeny, Meeny, Miney, and NO MO!! :-)
"punkmans"
Kids: check. Minivan: check. Huge Purse: check. Undereye Circles: check. And today I finally made this mom gig official by getting a perm! "Where my kids at?" :-)
Flora just drew a picture of "Jesus Borkert." Hmm.....
I left a roll of toilet paper in Flora's room so she could blow her nose during the night. Guess what I found this morning? Yep, Flora had tp'd her own room.
"Flora's Special Day" was fun and exhausting. Tonight she pat Timber on the head and told me, "Our new baby will be okay because I'm here and I'm three." I wonder how long he will be "our new baby"?? We bought our van in April and it's STILL "our new van," so I guess the nickname could stick for a while.....
Exactly three years ago I was wandering around Kmart with Chris to distract myself from the painful contractions I was experiencing. Tonight I was frantically rushing into Kmart ten minutes before closing to buy a Dora pinata for my almost-three-year-old baby girl's birthday tomorrow!!
I will take the stained HappyMom t-shirt over the shiny SuperMom cape any day.
I feel like a collector who finally has the complete set. :-)
3 kids down for naps at the same time today!! Woohoo!! This is going to be SO easy...... ;-)
I asked Flora what she wanted for her birthday and she said, "Ummm, a pink cake and candles and balloons . . . and a fork." I guess we'll wrap the fork.
**Timber David Borkert**
8lbs 11oz, 21inches!! Born at 5:40pm. Whew--so glad that's over! He's such a cutie!! (name to be finalized this evening!!)
We had a yummy breakfast-for-lunch at IHOP today . . . or, as Flora called it, IJUMP.
Already this evening, Flora has played in a sandbox and swam in a pool in our living room. I'm glad she has an active imagination so we don't actually need to own a sandbox or a pool!
Flora has a stuffy nose which, according to her, is basically the end of the world.
Today I bought a gallon of milk that expires on my due date. Made me smile and freak out a little.
Scout knocked over Flora's tower of blocks. "Scout," she says, "that was my best friend in the whole wide world!" Hmm....maybe we need to work on finding more friends for Flora.
The kids are already playing together! Flora and Scout like to give the baby "zerberts" and he kicks back. Unfortunately this game leaves me with a stomach covered in toddler slobber and sore ribs. It will be much more fun when they can play without me in the middle!
I can't feed Flora "baby carrots" without explaining where the "mommy carrots" are.
First thing I heard this morning: "Mommy! Mommy! Your baby come out of your belly yet??"
"But Mommy, bugs are still people." ~ Flora
I was really excited to purchase a HUGE bottle of great smelling lotion until I got home and realized it was conditioner.
Chris is talking to a guy from high school on the phone. I'm eavesdropping. They are talking about diapers and potty training. My, my how times have changed! :-)
Dear Friends and Relatives: We do not have a name picked out for this baby. I know that you all think we have a secret name that we're not telling, but honestly, we just don't know. Still taking suggestions......
"You're kinda like a whale," Flora says.
I am thankful for the blessing of an ordinary day. Sometimes boring isn't so bad.
Gotta love the honesty of a 2-year-old......I asked Flora why Scout was crying and she said, "Ummmm, probby 'cause I bite him."
Busy busy weekend......Flora woke up from her nap and said "Let's put my hair in a ponytail so we can go." She was confused when I told her that we weren't going anywhere tonight.
Little girls like to feel pretty and little boys like to feel important......just an observation.
"Mommy, I want to play laundry too!!!"
Scout squeezes his GlowWorm to play music, then very seriously points a finger at it and says "NO," and then burst into giggles. I wish I could bottle his 1-year-old joy and make Flora take a dose of it when she has her I'm-an-emotional-wreck-of-a-2-year-old moments.
Scout must be growing up . . . someone asked me if he and Flora were twins today.
Scout started crying so I asked Flora what she did to him. She said, "I just pimpin' him." Okaaaay . . . after observing, I learned that "pimpin'" = pinching. I wasn't happy about her pinching him, but it's certainly better than "pimpin'" him!
Flora is chasing Scout around the house with kitchen tongs saying, "Don't be scared, Scout, I'm a doctor!" My advise is "run, Scout, run!!"
Flora + Callie + Scout + Elliott = tons of energy and tons of fun but very little clothing.
I finally found a Mommy's Day Out program that meets both my budget and standard of care requirements . . . his name is Chris Borkert and he is excellent. I got so much done this morning!!!
I asked Flora what she wanted to do today. Her answer? "Walk, eat, go poo-poo." I'm fairly certain that today will meet all of her expectations.Chris says, "Oh crap"...... and Flora says, "Oh crap."
I completed my first ever 5k today . . . 5 months pregnant . . . pushing a double stroller . . . in the rain. I am completely okay with my time of 1 hour 3 minutes!!
Scout's first black eye makes him look like a tough little dude....unfortunately his sister gave him the black eye which significantly lowers his toughness factor."Mommy, something stuck in my bum." = Flora's first wedgie.
"Sorry, Flora, we have to leave the park because your brother won't quit eating dirt."
Forgot Scout yesterday. I thought Chris had him; Chris thought I had him. We realized in the driveway (after locking up the house and turning off the lights) that no one had Scout. Looked up to see him plastered against the front window---silently staring at us. :-)
Does every mother have those moments when she thinks, "Man, my kids are WEIRD"??
After getting dressed this morning, Flora looked in the mirror and declared, "Oh, I look wonderful!"
BOY!!!!!!!BOY or GIRL???? The request line is open for the next 16 hours! :-)
Chris decided we needed fish, so he brought home a goldfish each for Flora and Scout. By the end of the evening, both of the fish were dead. So that wasn't great . . . and then I thoughtlessly fixed fish sticks for lunch today. Oops.
.....and now we have a new goldfish who seems to be adjusting better than the other two --- he's still alive so we're obviously doing something right this time. He is orange and black and his name, of course, is Pink.
This fish is definitely dead.I've done so many things as a mom that I never imagined I'd do . . . like playing Chris' ukulele and singing the "clean-up sing" while Flora chants "Louder Mommy! Sing louder!"
Today there's a character on Barney named Sir Rip-a-lot. The kids don't understand why I keep giggling.
"Until 10 weeks [in utero], every brain is female. Then, in boys, a huge surge of testosterone hits the brain, killing cells in the communication center and growing them in the sex and aggression center." Haha!!
Scout had no fear on the chick-fil-a indoor playground. He was up the steps and in the tunnels before Flora knew what was going on . . .
Laundry day --- YUCK!! ....but the little pink and blue piles make me smile.
Flora burst into tears while watching Winnie the Pooh. I guess we'll stick with our four staples for a bit longer (Dora, Elmo, Barney and WonderPets). THEY never make her cry. Stupid Tigger.
Chris is implementing a new organization strategy that will revolutionize his life. Unfortunately, his organization is scattered all over the dining room table and floor and piled in my chair.
I played with blocks alone after the kids went to bed because they never let me build the tower that *I* want to build. I think it turned out pretty spectacular.
I couldn't sleep last night and I thought what if Jay married Kay and they had three kids named Elle, Em 'n' Opie . . .
I had no idea that a little red-headed boy would attract so much attention! It's like the hair compels people to comment on its redness.
Day 4 of kids being sick . . . hoping, praying, wishing, dreaming, begging for a vomit-free day tomorrow.
Flora yells, "DRINK!" and Scout runs to fetch it for her. I'm glad they're figuring out this big sister/little brother thing.
My hair is up in a ponytail for the first time in quite a while. Flora just noticed and said, "Oh! So beautiful, Mommy!" LOL . . . Gotta love kids!!
Flora and Chris are playing basketball . . . Flora's version of basketball requires Chris to "WIGGLE WIGGLE" before each shot. I should be recording this!
I bought NEON GREEN paint today so Chris can officially convert the basement to his green screen room. I am an awesome wife.All these new toys and "mommy-on-the-floor" is still their favorite toy . . .
FIRST status update of 2010 . . . all of my other updates will have to live up to this one . . . that's a lot of pressure.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
they make me smile :-)
Beautifully Different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful.
My kids do a lot of things that light me up -- can I only pick just one? This will be tough . . . maybe I will pick just one thing from TODAY that made each of them beautifully different.
We went to storytime at the library today for the first time in FOR.EV.ER and Flora and Scout both had a blast. There were stories, songs, a movie, crafts, stickers, stamps for little hands, and new books to take home when it was all over. Our storytime lady (and friend), Ms. Kathryn, passed out bells for one of the songs and Flora's eyes lit up! Last night we went to see Mr. Stinky Feet at a different library and Flora never got picked to be in his "band." It was possibly her first experience with that kind of rejection. She handled it well, but I thought she was a little bit sad. So NOT being in the band last night made being in this storytime band all that more exciting for her. I was sitting in the back watching as she jingled her bells for a while and then she turned around and came back to me with the biggest smile on her face. When Flora REALLY smiles her whole face lights up. I'm sure it's impossible to NOT smile along with her although I've certainly never tried! And then we came home and she brought me a stick and asked me if we could play "Limbo." Her quirkiness also makes me smile. She's a strange one and often full of drama . . . but we love her that way!
Scout is known for his stellar hugs. He gives the best hugs. I don't know how he got to be such a good hugger since I'm sure we taught him and Flora to hug in the same way. Today I put him in bed for his nap and he started asking for various toys to be put into his bed with him. After I thought I had him settled, I headed out of his room. As I was just about to close the door, he yelled, "MOMMY, WAIT! Come here!" Rolling my eyes, I went back into his room expecting another toy request, but found him standing on his bed with his arms thrown wide open. "Mommy," he said, "I want a hug!" And that made me smile.
I don't know much about Timber yet, but he still makes me smile. He loves to "talk" to me with goos and coos and ows. His eyes sparkle when he smiles his silly baby smile. He's warm and soft and squishable. My editor tells me that "squishable" isn't a word . . . it obviously hasn't cuddled Timber. He is nothing if not squishable! He's also heavy and he likes to be held a lot . . . but really, I can't think of a better way to write this blog post than with Timber's face snuggled into my neck like it is right now. Did I mention he's warm? Love it!
Ok, so I didn't exactly follow the prompt today . . . oh well.
My kids do a lot of things that light me up -- can I only pick just one? This will be tough . . . maybe I will pick just one thing from TODAY that made each of them beautifully different.
We went to storytime at the library today for the first time in FOR.EV.ER and Flora and Scout both had a blast. There were stories, songs, a movie, crafts, stickers, stamps for little hands, and new books to take home when it was all over. Our storytime lady (and friend), Ms. Kathryn, passed out bells for one of the songs and Flora's eyes lit up! Last night we went to see Mr. Stinky Feet at a different library and Flora never got picked to be in his "band." It was possibly her first experience with that kind of rejection. She handled it well, but I thought she was a little bit sad. So NOT being in the band last night made being in this storytime band all that more exciting for her. I was sitting in the back watching as she jingled her bells for a while and then she turned around and came back to me with the biggest smile on her face. When Flora REALLY smiles her whole face lights up. I'm sure it's impossible to NOT smile along with her although I've certainly never tried! And then we came home and she brought me a stick and asked me if we could play "Limbo." Her quirkiness also makes me smile. She's a strange one and often full of drama . . . but we love her that way!
Scout is known for his stellar hugs. He gives the best hugs. I don't know how he got to be such a good hugger since I'm sure we taught him and Flora to hug in the same way. Today I put him in bed for his nap and he started asking for various toys to be put into his bed with him. After I thought I had him settled, I headed out of his room. As I was just about to close the door, he yelled, "MOMMY, WAIT! Come here!" Rolling my eyes, I went back into his room expecting another toy request, but found him standing on his bed with his arms thrown wide open. "Mommy," he said, "I want a hug!" And that made me smile.
I don't know much about Timber yet, but he still makes me smile. He loves to "talk" to me with goos and coos and ows. His eyes sparkle when he smiles his silly baby smile. He's warm and soft and squishable. My editor tells me that "squishable" isn't a word . . . it obviously hasn't cuddled Timber. He is nothing if not squishable! He's also heavy and he likes to be held a lot . . . but really, I can't think of a better way to write this blog post than with Timber's face snuggled into my neck like it is right now. Did I mention he's warm? Love it!
Ok, so I didn't exactly follow the prompt today . . . oh well.
did i really just say that?
"Flora, don't run with your eyes closed!"
"Scout, turn around so Flora can smell your bum."
"Flora, smell Scout's bum to see if he's poopy."
"Scout, don't throw the maraca at the Christmas tree!"
"No, you can't have any more celery!"
"Scout, turn around so Flora can smell your bum."
"Flora, smell Scout's bum to see if he's poopy."
"Scout, don't throw the maraca at the Christmas tree!"
"No, you can't have any more celery!"
Monday, December 6, 2010
i think i win
Day 6. Make. What was the last thing you made?
Well, this writing prompt brings up a sore subject for me. I'm not crafty. I think I could be but "making things" has never been high on my priority list. I enjoy it when I'm forced to do it.....but I rarely set out to create something just for creativity's sake. However, I recently realized that I need to do more crafty things with the kids, so we've had a somewhat craftier Fall than usual.
We made a turkey and a turkey-feather-flower. It was supposed to be two turkeys but Scout tore up his turkey's body while I was helping Flora with her feathers. Timber really enjoyed staring at their artwork while getting his diaper changed!
We also made little felt Santa and penguin ornaments! I would love to take credit for these but they were a kit at Target for $5. So easy and so cute!
We also made spiders for Halloween, but I didn't get a pic of those. They were destroyed pretty quickly.
Flora chose to exercise her creative muscles by drawing a family portrait on her wall during naptime. I tried to edit the pic some to make the crayon more visible. There are two big people near the top (Chris & me), two little people holding hands in the middle (Flora & Scout), and one itty-bitty bean-like person in the bottom left corner (Timber). Crayons are no longer allowed off the kitchen table.
Chris created a beautiful water feature and herb garden on our back deck. It's amazing what an improvement this is over what was previously in these spaces.
And I made a baby this year. Pretty crafty of me, huh??
Well, this writing prompt brings up a sore subject for me. I'm not crafty. I think I could be but "making things" has never been high on my priority list. I enjoy it when I'm forced to do it.....but I rarely set out to create something just for creativity's sake. However, I recently realized that I need to do more crafty things with the kids, so we've had a somewhat craftier Fall than usual.
We made a turkey and a turkey-feather-flower. It was supposed to be two turkeys but Scout tore up his turkey's body while I was helping Flora with her feathers. Timber really enjoyed staring at their artwork while getting his diaper changed!
We also made little felt Santa and penguin ornaments! I would love to take credit for these but they were a kit at Target for $5. So easy and so cute!
We also made spiders for Halloween, but I didn't get a pic of those. They were destroyed pretty quickly.
Flora chose to exercise her creative muscles by drawing a family portrait on her wall during naptime. I tried to edit the pic some to make the crayon more visible. There are two big people near the top (Chris & me), two little people holding hands in the middle (Flora & Scout), and one itty-bitty bean-like person in the bottom left corner (Timber). Crayons are no longer allowed off the kitchen table.
Chris created a beautiful water feature and herb garden on our back deck. It's amazing what an improvement this is over what was previously in these spaces.
And I made a baby this year. Pretty crafty of me, huh??
Sunday, December 5, 2010
reverb revamped
Ok, I enjoyed my reverb10 posts but this blog is supposed to be about the kids. Soooo, I've decided to continue following the reverb10 prompts but write my responses from the kids' perspectives! We'll see how it goes.....
Day 3. Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year.
Flora might have felt most alive while playing in a pile of dirt in our backyard earlier this Fall. She spent almost an hour lost in her own little world finding acorns and burying them in a big hole in the dirt pile. Once I observed her lounging in the dirt pile staring at the blue sky and I wondered what she was thinking. It was probably her own little version of LIFE IS GOOD.
Scout must have felt most alive when he learned to jump. Scout is a jumper. He jumps off the ground, he jumps off the fireplace hearth, he jumps off the chair, and he jumps off his daddy's belly. Jumping is obviously something that gives him great pleasure. He had to watch Flora jump off the hearth for several months before he was finally big enough to try it....or before his mommy thought he was big enough to try it! I needn't have worried -- he's a jumping pro!
Timber probably felt most alive when he was born. Just a guess....although it could have been the first time he opened his eyes to view his dark little world or the first sounds he heard with his newly formed ears. Maybe it was the first time he saw his mommy's face or finally managed to get his hands into his little mouth or smiled back at Flora and Scout. Timber is probably acutely aware of being alive every second. It's all still so new to him and there's so much to figure out.
Day 4. Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?
Well, this prompt is kind of silly --- when you are 3-years-old, 2-years-old, and brand spankin' new a sense of wonder does not have to be cultivated. I have found MY sense of wonder heightened just from spending my days with them!
Day 5. Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year?
Flora let go of her pacifier and her diapers! Hooray!
Scout let go of his crib and his fear of strangers.
Timber let go of his perfect little home to come live with us in our not-so-perfect little home.
And Chris and I let go of Toby. We still remember him fondly from time to time. He was a good dog but we were not good dog owners. He's happier now, I'm sure. Dogs do the tough work of preparing a young couple for the responsibility of children and then they get replaced by children in the hearts of their owners. It's very sad. Poor dogs.....it's a good thing they're just dogs so they don't really care.
Rule #6 for posting comments: NO disagreeing with me! This means no "dogs have feelings too" comments allowed here.
Day 3. Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year.
Flora might have felt most alive while playing in a pile of dirt in our backyard earlier this Fall. She spent almost an hour lost in her own little world finding acorns and burying them in a big hole in the dirt pile. Once I observed her lounging in the dirt pile staring at the blue sky and I wondered what she was thinking. It was probably her own little version of LIFE IS GOOD.
Scout must have felt most alive when he learned to jump. Scout is a jumper. He jumps off the ground, he jumps off the fireplace hearth, he jumps off the chair, and he jumps off his daddy's belly. Jumping is obviously something that gives him great pleasure. He had to watch Flora jump off the hearth for several months before he was finally big enough to try it....or before his mommy thought he was big enough to try it! I needn't have worried -- he's a jumping pro!
Timber probably felt most alive when he was born. Just a guess....although it could have been the first time he opened his eyes to view his dark little world or the first sounds he heard with his newly formed ears. Maybe it was the first time he saw his mommy's face or finally managed to get his hands into his little mouth or smiled back at Flora and Scout. Timber is probably acutely aware of being alive every second. It's all still so new to him and there's so much to figure out.
Day 4. Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?
Well, this prompt is kind of silly --- when you are 3-years-old, 2-years-old, and brand spankin' new a sense of wonder does not have to be cultivated. I have found MY sense of wonder heightened just from spending my days with them!
Day 5. Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year?
Flora let go of her pacifier and her diapers! Hooray!
Scout let go of his crib and his fear of strangers.
Timber let go of his perfect little home to come live with us in our not-so-perfect little home.
And Chris and I let go of Toby. We still remember him fondly from time to time. He was a good dog but we were not good dog owners. He's happier now, I'm sure. Dogs do the tough work of preparing a young couple for the responsibility of children and then they get replaced by children in the hearts of their owners. It's very sad. Poor dogs.....it's a good thing they're just dogs so they don't really care.
Rule #6 for posting comments: NO disagreeing with me! This means no "dogs have feelings too" comments allowed here.
Friday, December 3, 2010
the rules
Chris says I should turn the comments feature back on for the blog. I guess I will . . . I usually do what he tells me to do.
HOWEVER, there will be some ground rules for leaving comments:
1. NO parenting advice. I know that sounds horrible, but I just really don't want to read advice on my blog. You are more than welcome to send me an email or facebook message me with all the advice you care to give.
2. NO "you're doing a good job" comments. Some of my posts are laments on my failures as a parent but they are written to be funny, not to elicit encouraging comments.
3. NO anonymous comments. Those are just annoying. I refuse to read or acknowledge anonymous comments.
4. NO questions. I don't like commenting on my own blog to answer a question. Again, you are welcome to email or message me with questions.
5. NO profanity. Ok, I really just added this one because I felt like I needed a 5th rule . . . if you feel that a particular profane word is appropriate for your comment then go for it. I won't judge and I might even laugh! There ARE a few words that will get your comment deleted though . . . and no, I'm not going to list those words!
If you have a comment that doesn't break any of the rules, GO FOR IT! I'm not expecting many though . . . people generally don't like to refer to a list of rules before they write a comment.
In the past, the comments feature has not allowed certain people to comment. I tried to fix it but decided it was easier to just disable the comments feature altogether. If you still can't comment then I'm sorry. Life will probably go on.
Wow, this all sounds very rude. I guess that's just the mood I'm in today. Maybe I'll post a nicer version of "the rules" on another day.
HOWEVER, there will be some ground rules for leaving comments:
1. NO parenting advice. I know that sounds horrible, but I just really don't want to read advice on my blog. You are more than welcome to send me an email or facebook message me with all the advice you care to give.
2. NO "you're doing a good job" comments. Some of my posts are laments on my failures as a parent but they are written to be funny, not to elicit encouraging comments.
3. NO anonymous comments. Those are just annoying. I refuse to read or acknowledge anonymous comments.
4. NO questions. I don't like commenting on my own blog to answer a question. Again, you are welcome to email or message me with questions.
5. NO profanity. Ok, I really just added this one because I felt like I needed a 5th rule . . . if you feel that a particular profane word is appropriate for your comment then go for it. I won't judge and I might even laugh! There ARE a few words that will get your comment deleted though . . . and no, I'm not going to list those words!
If you have a comment that doesn't break any of the rules, GO FOR IT! I'm not expecting many though . . . people generally don't like to refer to a list of rules before they write a comment.
In the past, the comments feature has not allowed certain people to comment. I tried to fix it but decided it was easier to just disable the comments feature altogether. If you still can't comment then I'm sorry. Life will probably go on.
Wow, this all sounds very rude. I guess that's just the mood I'm in today. Maybe I'll post a nicer version of "the rules" on another day.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
diapers. part ii.
In response to the overwhelming number of emails asking me to write MORE about diapers, I am now prepared to offer my latest opinion on the current state of the diaper situation in America.
No, actually no one has asked me to write about diapers again, but I'm going to anyway. There are things that need to be said. If you need a refresher course on my opinion of the various diaper brands available, you can read my first diaper blog here.
One thing remains the same: Pampers is the best. As far as I have seen, there is absolutely no other diaper brand that comes close to matching the quality of Pampers diapers.
I was recently VERY disappointed by LUVS diapers. I was a loyal LUVS user for a couple years but a couple months ago I purchased a package of LUVS and was disappointed to find that they had changed their diapers. They were no longer my not-as-good-as-Pampers-but-very-close LUVS. After using a few of the newly designed diapers, I realized that they were now not-as-good-as-Pampers-and-only-barely-better-than-generic LUVS. I felt betrayed. I felt embarrassed! After all, I had only recently sung their praises in my blog! How dare they lessen their quality with not so much as a warning!
So, I'm done with LUVS. At least for a while . . . I may give them a second chance eventually, but for now I am a Pampers mom. They cost more, but they make me happy. And they keep the poop in the diaper, which makes everyone happy.
Our recent Thanksgiving guests arrived with two large boxes of diapers (a sure way to ensure a warm welcome at our house!). A question from my dad about how long a box of diapers lasted in our house prompted me to pull out the ol' calculator and figure out an exact answer to his question. Timber goes through approximately eight diapers a day. Some days are slightly more or less, but I think eight is a good average. Timber's box of diapers contains 174 diapers which means that the huge box of diapers will last approximately 22 days. Scout only uses 3-4 diapers per day, so his box of 156 diapers will last somewhere between 40-50 days! Woohoo!
No, actually no one has asked me to write about diapers again, but I'm going to anyway. There are things that need to be said. If you need a refresher course on my opinion of the various diaper brands available, you can read my first diaper blog here.
One thing remains the same: Pampers is the best. As far as I have seen, there is absolutely no other diaper brand that comes close to matching the quality of Pampers diapers.
I was recently VERY disappointed by LUVS diapers. I was a loyal LUVS user for a couple years but a couple months ago I purchased a package of LUVS and was disappointed to find that they had changed their diapers. They were no longer my not-as-good-as-Pampers-but-very-close LUVS. After using a few of the newly designed diapers, I realized that they were now not-as-good-as-Pampers-and-only-barely-better-than-generic LUVS. I felt betrayed. I felt embarrassed! After all, I had only recently sung their praises in my blog! How dare they lessen their quality with not so much as a warning!
So, I'm done with LUVS. At least for a while . . . I may give them a second chance eventually, but for now I am a Pampers mom. They cost more, but they make me happy. And they keep the poop in the diaper, which makes everyone happy.
Our recent Thanksgiving guests arrived with two large boxes of diapers (a sure way to ensure a warm welcome at our house!). A question from my dad about how long a box of diapers lasted in our house prompted me to pull out the ol' calculator and figure out an exact answer to his question. Timber goes through approximately eight diapers a day. Some days are slightly more or less, but I think eight is a good average. Timber's box of diapers contains 174 diapers which means that the huge box of diapers will last approximately 22 days. Scout only uses 3-4 diapers per day, so his box of 156 diapers will last somewhere between 40-50 days! Woohoo!
no way, jose!
Reverb10 Day 2
What do you do each day that doesn’t contribute to your writing — and can you eliminate it?
HAHAHAHAHA!!!! At this moment I am simultaneously blogging, holding Timber, fixing dinner for the kids, breaking up an argument over a school bus, changing a diaper, and softening cream cheese. Ok, not exactly simultaneously, but very nearly. I have also typed all of the previous blog post and most of this post one-handed (as the other hand is occupied holding Timber). It's bringing back memories of typing papers for my Masters classes one-handed while holding a baby Scout in the other arm. I often wondered if I was the only person voluntarily achieving a Masters degree one-handed. Actually, the only reason I am able to blog at all tonight is because Chris left his laptop here while he went hunting! It seems that when I WANT to write there is very little that will deter me. Since the content of my blogs is usually kids/chores/diapers/daily life, I would argue that everything contributes to my writing . . . or maybe nothing does but I write about everything anyway. :-)
I suppose all the other things I do on the computer BESIDES blogging don't contribute to my writing, but can I eliminate those things? Maybe. Do I want to eliminate those things? Nope. I don't need to write that desperately.
What do you do each day that doesn’t contribute to your writing — and can you eliminate it?
HAHAHAHAHA!!!! At this moment I am simultaneously blogging, holding Timber, fixing dinner for the kids, breaking up an argument over a school bus, changing a diaper, and softening cream cheese. Ok, not exactly simultaneously, but very nearly. I have also typed all of the previous blog post and most of this post one-handed (as the other hand is occupied holding Timber). It's bringing back memories of typing papers for my Masters classes one-handed while holding a baby Scout in the other arm. I often wondered if I was the only person voluntarily achieving a Masters degree one-handed. Actually, the only reason I am able to blog at all tonight is because Chris left his laptop here while he went hunting! It seems that when I WANT to write there is very little that will deter me. Since the content of my blogs is usually kids/chores/diapers/daily life, I would argue that everything contributes to my writing . . . or maybe nothing does but I write about everything anyway. :-)
I suppose all the other things I do on the computer BESIDES blogging don't contribute to my writing, but can I eliminate those things? Maybe. Do I want to eliminate those things? Nope. I don't need to write that desperately.
Day 1 -- Dec 1st -- Reverb10
Sure, I'll hop on the reverb10 bandwagon! Everyone else is doing it, so . . . yeah, sign me up!
Basically, each day in December the reverb10 website ( http://www.reverb10.com/ ) provides a writing prompt to encourage bloggers to "reflect on this year and manifest what's next." I think it's a cool idea. I know I won't complete all 31 days (I'm already a day behind and I've just started!!), but hopefully it will cause me to blog more often.
Ready. Set. GO!
Day 1 -- Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?
DONE. FINISHED. COMPLETE. Pick a word -- they all describe my feelings for 2010. Timber was born in September 2010 marking the end of my pregnant days. I don't know if anyone else can understand how I feel and it's hard to describe. Relief. Gratitude. Awe. Blessed. Happy. We are officially done with a distinct time in our lives. The babies are born -- now we can focus on raising three great kids. I am just so thankful that we were given three healthy pregnancies and three healthy babies. I have watched so many friends go through heartbreaking experiences with their pregnancies or newborns this year that I find myself feeling overwhelmingly thankful and relieved to have been spared such painful situations. Life is good and God is good and I hope that I would say the same things if this year had been marked by tragedy for us rather than joy.
ONWARD. BEGINNINGS. CHANGE. TRUST. I know for certain that 2011 will be a year of joy and laughter. I know it will be full of joy and laughter because we will choose to be joyful and keep a sense of humor in all situations. Beyond that, I am very uncertain what 2011 will hold. It will be a year of moving on from the pregnancy/newborn years and focusing on something other than growing a baby. Seriously -- I feel like I have been consumed with pregnancy for the past four years -- I'm excited about moving on with my life. I think 2011 will be a year of big changes for us as a family. I'm not sure what those changes will look like, but a year from now I want to look back on 2011 and see a pattern of trust. Trusting God to know what is best for us and hold us in all circumstances. Trusting each other to know the will of God. Trusting my own abilities to respond to change with confidence and excitement.
So, there you go. Obviously, I'm either not good at following instructions or blatantly rebelling against the direction to choose "one word" to summarize 2010 and mark 2011. I'll let you decide which it is. :-)
Basically, each day in December the reverb10 website ( http://www.reverb10.com/ ) provides a writing prompt to encourage bloggers to "reflect on this year and manifest what's next." I think it's a cool idea. I know I won't complete all 31 days (I'm already a day behind and I've just started!!), but hopefully it will cause me to blog more often.
Ready. Set. GO!
Day 1 -- Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?
DONE. FINISHED. COMPLETE. Pick a word -- they all describe my feelings for 2010. Timber was born in September 2010 marking the end of my pregnant days. I don't know if anyone else can understand how I feel and it's hard to describe. Relief. Gratitude. Awe. Blessed. Happy. We are officially done with a distinct time in our lives. The babies are born -- now we can focus on raising three great kids. I am just so thankful that we were given three healthy pregnancies and three healthy babies. I have watched so many friends go through heartbreaking experiences with their pregnancies or newborns this year that I find myself feeling overwhelmingly thankful and relieved to have been spared such painful situations. Life is good and God is good and I hope that I would say the same things if this year had been marked by tragedy for us rather than joy.
ONWARD. BEGINNINGS. CHANGE. TRUST. I know for certain that 2011 will be a year of joy and laughter. I know it will be full of joy and laughter because we will choose to be joyful and keep a sense of humor in all situations. Beyond that, I am very uncertain what 2011 will hold. It will be a year of moving on from the pregnancy/newborn years and focusing on something other than growing a baby. Seriously -- I feel like I have been consumed with pregnancy for the past four years -- I'm excited about moving on with my life. I think 2011 will be a year of big changes for us as a family. I'm not sure what those changes will look like, but a year from now I want to look back on 2011 and see a pattern of trust. Trusting God to know what is best for us and hold us in all circumstances. Trusting each other to know the will of God. Trusting my own abilities to respond to change with confidence and excitement.
So, there you go. Obviously, I'm either not good at following instructions or blatantly rebelling against the direction to choose "one word" to summarize 2010 and mark 2011. I'll let you decide which it is. :-)
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