Sunday, November 23, 2014
Christmas Card Photos
Don't mistake that I am "on top of it" or anything... I just decided to steal an idea from Momastery about attempting to tie up all of the Christmas to-do's by December 1 (in hopes that December will be spent relaxing and enjoying life with my family). So with that said... we enjoyed a DIY photo session this morning (50 degrees and raining?--sure why not.) So many smiles; not a single picture is perfect, and yet...they all are! Happy Holidays!!
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Abram's First Birthday
Dear Abe,
On the morning of your first birthday you woke up in a head-to-toe, red, welpy rash. You were miserable. But you KNEW it was a special day (why is the entire house covered in orange streamers and pumpkins...why is mom making you wear this hat...why do I get pound cake for breakfast and cookies for lunch...??). You tried really hard to enjoy it. Little buddy, we love and celebrate your first year of life SO much. I know we are always all over you and never give you much alone time, but you are learning so much about life and how to love from your two big siblings who steadily smother you in snuggles. We really cannot get enough of you. We had to cancel your party at the last minute, but your family (and Harrison!) were here (and in costume!) and we all reassured you how special and cute you are. A visit to the doc revealed a viral rash and another ear infection (your umpteenth in just a few months).
One week later, you are now back to your normal self. Thank God! What a tough first birthday sweetie! It can only get better next year :) Thank you for surprising me with how much love I am capable of experiencing in one life time. We love you little feisty fella!!
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Sunday, October 19, 2014
Happy 5 Years Van!
Dear Van,
Its 9pm on your fifth birthday. The cupcakes for your classroom party are in the oven. I have a few minutes while they are baking to write you a little note. (In all honesty there are about 500+ things I need to be doing right now, but this seems most important and I'd be a fool not to jot down some of the amazing things about you at five years old--such a milestone!)
The first thing that keeps coming to my mind is how much fun we have had celebrating your life this weekend. If you want to know the truth-- I feel like I have been waiting my entire life to have a five year old...JUST. LIKE. YOU. You have your quirks--mainly an insatiable curiosity that tends to worry about seemingly random things but usually always meanders back to the most purely honest intentions. (IE: "Mom--we never turn left at this stoplight. If we turn left--where do we go?" and "Mom--when I turn the last number, do I pop back in your belly?")
I am often speechless.
But your HEART is what I want to emphasize: ITS SO BIG.
You love helping us take care of Jeanie and Abe, you love learning to do things by yourself, you love holding your foot up to mine to see how much farther until your toes reach mine (they are getting frighteningly close!) You love to play with your race cars (and when you share these with Abe and play together it melts my heart!) You are ambitious as ever with your musical pursuits (your first consistent drawings and paintings are all stages--with lights, guitars, and portraits of Eric Clapton). You hoard CDs and steal them from your dad and me. You have just finished your first soccer team and kept up with all the big fellas--scoring goals and dribbling down the field (although I am not positive you understood which goal to kick towards--but that's no biggie ;-) You have taken an interest in your weekend dates with Pop Pop to Golfsmith which has fueled your request to receive your first set of clubs for your birthday-- a request so kindly answered by your wonderful grandparents.
We are SO proud of the little boy you have become. I have waited my whole life to get to know YOU and what is going on in that beautiful little mind. I cannot wait for so many more discoveries and experiences with you and our family. I still sing "baby Van" night night song to you and you always close your eyes to listen. The other night you interrupted me and said: "But mom, I am not a baby anymore" to which I replied "well--should we change the words to 'big boy' Van?" and you answered: "Nope... Hey Mom?... I sort of like you."
I had to hold back the tears. I'll take it. Love you Van!
Love,
Mom
Its 9pm on your fifth birthday. The cupcakes for your classroom party are in the oven. I have a few minutes while they are baking to write you a little note. (In all honesty there are about 500+ things I need to be doing right now, but this seems most important and I'd be a fool not to jot down some of the amazing things about you at five years old--such a milestone!)
The first thing that keeps coming to my mind is how much fun we have had celebrating your life this weekend. If you want to know the truth-- I feel like I have been waiting my entire life to have a five year old...JUST. LIKE. YOU. You have your quirks--mainly an insatiable curiosity that tends to worry about seemingly random things but usually always meanders back to the most purely honest intentions. (IE: "Mom--we never turn left at this stoplight. If we turn left--where do we go?" and "Mom--when I turn the last number, do I pop back in your belly?")
I am often speechless.
But your HEART is what I want to emphasize: ITS SO BIG.
You love helping us take care of Jeanie and Abe, you love learning to do things by yourself, you love holding your foot up to mine to see how much farther until your toes reach mine (they are getting frighteningly close!) You love to play with your race cars (and when you share these with Abe and play together it melts my heart!) You are ambitious as ever with your musical pursuits (your first consistent drawings and paintings are all stages--with lights, guitars, and portraits of Eric Clapton). You hoard CDs and steal them from your dad and me. You have just finished your first soccer team and kept up with all the big fellas--scoring goals and dribbling down the field (although I am not positive you understood which goal to kick towards--but that's no biggie ;-) You have taken an interest in your weekend dates with Pop Pop to Golfsmith which has fueled your request to receive your first set of clubs for your birthday-- a request so kindly answered by your wonderful grandparents.
We are SO proud of the little boy you have become. I have waited my whole life to get to know YOU and what is going on in that beautiful little mind. I cannot wait for so many more discoveries and experiences with you and our family. I still sing "baby Van" night night song to you and you always close your eyes to listen. The other night you interrupted me and said: "But mom, I am not a baby anymore" to which I replied "well--should we change the words to 'big boy' Van?" and you answered: "Nope... Hey Mom?... I sort of like you."
I had to hold back the tears. I'll take it. Love you Van!
Love,
Mom
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