Because my best friend asked me to blog. I dedicate this quick one to my LP. I was inspired by the Toddler Creed to create this:
Mommy Creed
If I want it, I have to wait.
If I gave it to them and I change my mind later, to late.
If I take it away from them it's choosing a battle.
If I had it a little while ago, I better remember where I left it.
If it's mine, it will soon be shared, no matter what.
If we are eating something together, the meal will soon be theirs.
If it looks like I am resting, they will need something.
If I have extra time I am late.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Anniversary
I have posted 192 posts in four years. I have not been as current as I would like. I have lagged this year. I am grateful for social media as I use it for my quick thoughts. It is my memory bank. I return to it later and journal here. Hey, at least I am showing up. I warn you not to expect much in terms of your baby books. Those are bare bones.
Anyway, when I started this for you boys I didn't know what life it would take. I am proud of the stories in here. I randomly click through and get midday laughs or a late night cry. In these posts is a treasure trove of memories. I was creating a gift for you, but now I see it is a gift to me.
Many people tell me to enjoy these days. It goes by so quickly. I will want it back and miss these crazy times. ETC. You know what? I may not be able to physically return to this place in time, but I revisit it vividly here. When I read through this blog it allows me to return to those far away days. In my words I return to the place, time, smell and surroundings as if I were back in time. I am blessed to have recorded this time in our lives together. I am realizing it does go by fast-- way to fast.
Parents say they will not forget the milestones or what at the time seems like a large event. However, these "large" events eventually are over shadowed by larger (more current) milestones and events. Eventually, what we thought we would not forget we do. I know this because of the stories I have recorded here. I reread and it takes me back. I am reminded of what I have forgotten.
I am so grateful to have created this. I cannot be disappointed that I have been relaxed the better part of the year, for it is the keeper of us. I look forward to the pages in our life, which are unwritten; and a time when I can return to this place and relive those pages. I love you boys arms are extended and I am circling my chair. I love your guts. I love your faces. This is is for us.
Happy 4th anniversary to our story.
Anyway, when I started this for you boys I didn't know what life it would take. I am proud of the stories in here. I randomly click through and get midday laughs or a late night cry. In these posts is a treasure trove of memories. I was creating a gift for you, but now I see it is a gift to me.
Many people tell me to enjoy these days. It goes by so quickly. I will want it back and miss these crazy times. ETC. You know what? I may not be able to physically return to this place in time, but I revisit it vividly here. When I read through this blog it allows me to return to those far away days. In my words I return to the place, time, smell and surroundings as if I were back in time. I am blessed to have recorded this time in our lives together. I am realizing it does go by fast-- way to fast.
Parents say they will not forget the milestones or what at the time seems like a large event. However, these "large" events eventually are over shadowed by larger (more current) milestones and events. Eventually, what we thought we would not forget we do. I know this because of the stories I have recorded here. I reread and it takes me back. I am reminded of what I have forgotten.
I am so grateful to have created this. I cannot be disappointed that I have been relaxed the better part of the year, for it is the keeper of us. I look forward to the pages in our life, which are unwritten; and a time when I can return to this place and relive those pages. I love you boys
Happy 4th anniversary to our story.
Trucks Are For Girls?
Kaden's PM Conversaton...
(We are driving down Thiessen, which is under a paving project and we are stoped along side many tractors and dump trucks.)
M: Look out your window boys. Do you see all of those machines? Holy pineapple. What do you think each does?
K: Wow, Mama. That is neat. What is that dump truck gonna do?
M: I have no idea. You just have to watch.
K: Whoa, baby. Huh. No. Wait. Stop! THAT'S A GIRL DRIVNG THAT BIG TRUCK, Mama!
M: See, girls can do anything that boys can do. We can drive truck even big ones.
K: Well, Mom I don't think Dada is going to let you drive his.
M: Kade, I choose not to drive Dad's truck. I make that choice.
K: No. Dad says you can't drive it. I hear him say it. It is Dada's not yours. Sorry about your luck Mama.
(We are driving down Thiessen, which is under a paving project and we are stoped along side many tractors and dump trucks.)
M: Look out your window boys. Do you see all of those machines? Holy pineapple. What do you think each does?
K: Wow, Mama. That is neat. What is that dump truck gonna do?
M: I have no idea. You just have to watch.
K: Whoa, baby. Huh. No. Wait. Stop! THAT'S A GIRL DRIVNG THAT BIG TRUCK, Mama!
M: See, girls can do anything that boys can do. We can drive truck even big ones.
K: Well, Mom I don't think Dada is going to let you drive his.
M: Kade, I choose not to drive Dad's truck. I make that choice.
K: No. Dad says you can't drive it. I hear him say it. It is Dada's not yours. Sorry about your luck Mama.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Kaden The Glamourous
Kade you really enjoy dress up. You talk more on the "phone" than any girl I have ever known. You are a silly and carefree little guy. You are constantly using your imagination. You bring me laughter, belly laughter, each day.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Never Lost
Kadens am conversation:
As we were on our way to swim I got lost. I was rasied in Oregon City, but I can no longer remember how to get to landmark locations! I am starting to get lost in my own hometown.
M: I am lost. Holy bananas. Where am i?
K: Mama, you are not lost! You are right here!
M: Oh kade. I know. I can't find....(he interupts).
K: I won't ever loose you. I will keep my eyes open.
As we were on our way to swim I got lost. I was rasied in Oregon City, but I can no longer remember how to get to landmark locations! I am starting to get lost in my own hometown.
M: I am lost. Holy bananas. Where am i?
K: Mama, you are not lost! You are right here!
M: Oh kade. I know. I can't find....(he interupts).
K: I won't ever loose you. I will keep my eyes open.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Tada Tata
Kaden pm conversation:
M: Tata gave you and ashton these adventure bags. You can put your treasures in them. like feathers, acorns and rocks when we are out and about.
K: (He has the strap across his body and as he takes it off he says w a smile): It smells like Tata.
M: Does Tata smell good or bad?
Kade: She smells good! He says theis with a gigantic familiar and comforted smile.
You two boys have such a special bond with Auntie Lynda. It makes me beam. I am glad to have her as a source of comfort, love and laughter in our lives. In these short years we have shared countless adventures with her. She is our go to fun girl. You have grown relationships unique to yourselves with her. I love seeing how you look at her. My heart is warmed to know you ask about her almost daily. In your world she is magic. And if history repeats itself she always will be. She still is to me.
M: Tata gave you and ashton these adventure bags. You can put your treasures in them. like feathers, acorns and rocks when we are out and about.
K: (He has the strap across his body and as he takes it off he says w a smile): It smells like Tata.
M: Does Tata smell good or bad?
Kade: She smells good! He says theis with a gigantic familiar and comforted smile.
You two boys have such a special bond with Auntie Lynda. It makes me beam. I am glad to have her as a source of comfort, love and laughter in our lives. In these short years we have shared countless adventures with her. She is our go to fun girl. You have grown relationships unique to yourselves with her. I love seeing how you look at her. My heart is warmed to know you ask about her almost daily. In your world she is magic. And if history repeats itself she always will be. She still is to me.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Buh-Bye Crib
Ashton's 1st night in his toddler bed. 30 mins down and he has not made a peep!
Ashton's 1st nap in bed went well. He went down at 1245 and I had to wake him a little after 5. Granted, he was passed out on the floor with his pillow, but he never came out or called out for me. Tonight 730 bedtime and he went in without issue. Yay! Proud of the "baby".
Ashton's 1st nap in bed went well. He went down at 1245 and I had to wake him a little after 5. Granted, he was passed out on the floor with his pillow, but he never came out or called out for me. Tonight 730 bedtime and he went in without issue. Yay! Proud of the "baby".
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