We spent the weekend moving boxes and furniture and then unpacking boxes and cursing our placement of furniture. But I am happy to say that we are officially unpacked. There is still a lot to do, but we are here and we have the cable and internet to prove it.
A special shout out goes to Cookie and Grumps who took the girls all weekend while we moved. This process would have easily taken twice as long without their help, so thank you to the best in-laws a girl/mom/wife could ask for!
I will snap some pictures soon and get them posted.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Friday, March 8, 2013
Sisters
It has been fun to see Lucy grow into the big sister role. Lately we have noticed that she has, without prompting, offered to share with Caroline. And it has been most rewarding to see her take joy in making someone else happy.
This was especially true for Caroline's 3rd birthday. She wanted Caroline to open presents and pick out a cake, and she did it knowing that her voice would not always be heard. This was not always an easy transaction, but Lucy did a great job.
Here are the sisters eating breakfast on Caroline's birthday:
This was especially true for Caroline's 3rd birthday. She wanted Caroline to open presents and pick out a cake, and she did it knowing that her voice would not always be heard. This was not always an easy transaction, but Lucy did a great job.
Here are the sisters eating breakfast on Caroline's birthday:
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Happy Birthday!
Happy birthday, Caroline! It's hard to believe that you are 3 years old already. These three years have flown by. They were full of good times, stressful times, multiple moves, new schools, new friends, and memories that we will have forever.
Today as we ate dinner at our local diner, I had a very clear thought. At that moment I was trying to get Lucy not yell when speaking to the person next to her and I was convincing Caroline to eat her chicken nuggets. Then I looked at Caroline and said, "You are driving me bananas right now, but some day you and Lucy will be gone and I will be wishing that I had this dinner to do again."
Some day this little face will be a lot older than three, so for now we will celebrate three amazing years with our Sweet Caroline:
Today as we ate dinner at our local diner, I had a very clear thought. At that moment I was trying to get Lucy not yell when speaking to the person next to her and I was convincing Caroline to eat her chicken nuggets. Then I looked at Caroline and said, "You are driving me bananas right now, but some day you and Lucy will be gone and I will be wishing that I had this dinner to do again."
Some day this little face will be a lot older than three, so for now we will celebrate three amazing years with our Sweet Caroline:
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
The Small Stuff
Today was crazy. Drop off, meetings, teaching, extra help, assembly, pick up, dinner, correcting, packing boxes ... the list goes on.
But it really is the little things, isn't it? Today in the middle of being annoyed about something that doesn't really matter, I got emails that contained the two pictures below.
Lucy enjoying her day with her 5th grade buddy that she was so excited to meet:
Caroline playing doctor with her teacher:
They are both happy and healthy, and they both go to schools that stimulate them and have teachers that care about them. That, my internet friends, is what matters.
And this is what I need to tell myself when I get worked up over the things that don't really mean anything. As Steve always says, don't sweat the small stuff. And I usually roll my eyes at him and begrudgingly agree with his message.
But it really is the little things, isn't it? Today in the middle of being annoyed about something that doesn't really matter, I got emails that contained the two pictures below.
Lucy enjoying her day with her 5th grade buddy that she was so excited to meet:
Caroline playing doctor with her teacher:
They are both happy and healthy, and they both go to schools that stimulate them and have teachers that care about them. That, my internet friends, is what matters.
And this is what I need to tell myself when I get worked up over the things that don't really mean anything. As Steve always says, don't sweat the small stuff. And I usually roll my eyes at him and begrudgingly agree with his message.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Big News!
We have big news to share ... and NO, we are not having another baby. *FYI: That ship has sailed. Two children is more than enough!*
I haven't mentioned anything on the blog because I was afraid to jinx it. But now it is official: Steve and I are homeowners! It's sort of like a baby, only it is way more expensive and gives us less attitude.
Anyway, my posts have been sporadic as we went through the home buying process and packed the house.
I will try to get some pictures posted ASAP. We will slowly move our things into the house this week, and we will officially be living there in about 10 days. Luckily, this purchase coincides pretty nicely with our spring break, so we will have two weeks to get settled before the craziness of school begins again.
All four of us can't wait to move into the new house!
I haven't mentioned anything on the blog because I was afraid to jinx it. But now it is official: Steve and I are homeowners! It's sort of like a baby, only it is way more expensive and gives us less attitude.
Anyway, my posts have been sporadic as we went through the home buying process and packed the house.
I will try to get some pictures posted ASAP. We will slowly move our things into the house this week, and we will officially be living there in about 10 days. Luckily, this purchase coincides pretty nicely with our spring break, so we will have two weeks to get settled before the craziness of school begins again.
All four of us can't wait to move into the new house!
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Thoughts
About ten minutes after I wrote my last post, I found out that one of my former classmates passed away in an accident.
Since then, his death has consumed my thoughts.
It's weird. I haven't talked to him in over ten years. But at one point I was friends with him and his then girlfriend (who eventually became his wife).
I think about his wife. He left the house and she assumed he would come back unharmed. They were together for a long time. I am sure that they were planning their future and imagining life with the other person there. A constant presence.
I often fear the worst. If Steve doesn't come home when he says he will then I get a sick feeling in my stomach. If I leave him or the girls for any extended period of time then I worry that something bad will happen to them. I am haunted by the idea that Steve or the girls will leave my life.
I am not sure what this post does. It certainly doesn't bring him back, nor does it bring any peace to those that need it. I didn't know him in his adult life, but in adolescence, he was a good and kind person. I have happy memories of my interactions with him.
This day has reminded me that I need to live in the moment. It reminds me that I need to verbalize the love that I have for those around me. It makes me aware that nothing is forever and that the future is not guaranteed.
It makes me say, "I love you" more. It makes me pause. It makes me hug for one second longer. It makes me give affection without limits.
So, to Steve, Lucy, and Caroline: I love you more than I could ever express. You make my life worth living, and your love has made me a better person.
Since then, his death has consumed my thoughts.
It's weird. I haven't talked to him in over ten years. But at one point I was friends with him and his then girlfriend (who eventually became his wife).
I think about his wife. He left the house and she assumed he would come back unharmed. They were together for a long time. I am sure that they were planning their future and imagining life with the other person there. A constant presence.
I often fear the worst. If Steve doesn't come home when he says he will then I get a sick feeling in my stomach. If I leave him or the girls for any extended period of time then I worry that something bad will happen to them. I am haunted by the idea that Steve or the girls will leave my life.
I am not sure what this post does. It certainly doesn't bring him back, nor does it bring any peace to those that need it. I didn't know him in his adult life, but in adolescence, he was a good and kind person. I have happy memories of my interactions with him.
This day has reminded me that I need to live in the moment. It reminds me that I need to verbalize the love that I have for those around me. It makes me aware that nothing is forever and that the future is not guaranteed.
It makes me say, "I love you" more. It makes me pause. It makes me hug for one second longer. It makes me give affection without limits.
So, to Steve, Lucy, and Caroline: I love you more than I could ever express. You make my life worth living, and your love has made me a better person.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)