tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400829875384842992024-03-12T21:40:56.752-05:00For the Love of NapsFor the Love of Naps - Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12694659976017646924noreply@blogger.comBlogger2348125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2340082987538484299.post-61423553884880819952020-08-09T20:26:00.000-05:002020-08-09T20:26:00.407-05:00sweaterSweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly.<br />
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Spur of the moment trip to Crystal Caves in Wisconsin. Then we had pizza in Hudson and hit up Willow Falls State Park to see the waterfalls Henry said it was the best day! Looking through all the pictures of the cave and the falls...we had serious kids. HAHA! Hard to tell it was the BEST day. But it was a great one!</div>
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This week I am digging in. </div>
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It is May...the last month before I have all three home for the summer.</div>
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The idea of summer coming is both exciting and daunting. I LOVE the idea of less responsibility with getting the kids to school each day. But I fear the lack of routine and they need that reading and skill time too and I always make big goals to make that part of our summer but, it often gets neglected. I LOVE the idea of a summer bucket list and taking each day and making a little adventure out of it. BUT, the boys are bigger and their energy is fierce. They desire friends. Syd is used to just her and I. It is a transition. One I fear at times. </div>
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So I am taking May and trying to get a few things out that will help make the summer ahead better.</div>
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This week I am meal planning so that after school I can focus on getting the boys to get their homework done and we can play outside. Meal planning will be key this summer.</div>
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Getting to the gym twice in the morning this week. I haven't been going and I feel it in the way my clothes fit, my energy, and my mood. Getting there twice this week will be a start. Starting the day off doing something for me is a no brainer. So I need to make it happen. </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">I am also going to walk each day with Syd and the stroller because she begs and I am lazy to say no or after she goes to bed. I want to get 10,000 steps each day. No excuses.</span><div>
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Drinking more water.</div>
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Not rushing the kids out the door, giving them enough time to get out to door at their own annoying pace. Slowing down. </div>
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Henry will read morning and evening. </div>
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Charley will practice his math facts and his soccer drills.</div>
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Syd will water the flowers and she will go to bed better by June 1st or there is going to be some sad cancellations of summer travel plans. </div>
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First grade is coming to an end really, really quickly. Too quick for this mama! </div>
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He had a little end of the year concert. His class was the giraffe herd??? not sure what you call a group of giraffe kiddos. He sang and I even caught a glimpse of him singing. </div>
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And here here is my adorable kindergarten lose too sporting little lady, Morgan. Girl's tooth is mighty loose. Can't wait to capture that smile with both front teeth missing :)</div>
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Also winning with the post yesterday. Just reread it and realized how POORLY written it was. Sorry about that. But just trying to get blogs in for now. </div>
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Girl won't wear a ponytail for very long. Which means it looks scraggly and messy a lot. And it hangs into her soup bowl...or dinner plate. And I only get it in a pony when I threaten to cut it off like mine. Which I NEVER would do. I know her daddy doesn't want it cut. But he doesn't deal with the battle. So today, we looked at lots of old pictures when her hair was a fresh little bob and she bought it. And we got it cut. And she is mighty happy. I wish we had gone another inch or two shorter because I think this will look long in a week or two. But, I don't plan to bug her about it and maybe she will opt for the short cut again next time. I think it is the way to go with her upcoming swim lessons, summer park outings, and just everything.</div>
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This weekend while the boys were off racing I let Syd go up and down the bunny hill. She got bored and headed for the magic carpet right next to it that goes to the top of the big hill. I stopped her but she was about to fall apart so I confidently, for only a second said go ahead. Then I realize what I said and called to her...she looked back...but it was too late. once she passed where that board walk ends there was no way I could run to her fast enough. And then she went into that tunnel and I totally lost it. Crying I dialed Ed hoping he would answer and say she would be fine. I waited and spoke with another mom at the bottom and then her little pink self appeared at the top of the hill. </div>
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And down she came, totally like I told her to...zig zag ...not straight down. And she came down with a big old smile. And Guess what?! I greeted her with a big old smile. And she spent then next hour going up and down. </div>
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Proud of this girl. And as a mama who doesn't ski...I am proud of myself for getting her to lessons all winter, running the bunny hill with her til she trusted herself to go to the top alone, and emotionally getting through a moment of letting your little bird fly from the nest...or rather ski this time.</div>
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1. I am not even going to say that I am going to start blogging again but a short conversation with a friend where we both regret not blogging the last year ....has me thinking I need to do it. I don't have baby books for Henry and Sydney, like NO BOOK. I always counted on this for them. And we have so much that has happened in the last year. So ...not going to jinx or make a goal or say anything big. I am just saying that I miss documenting for us. And so it will happen but without worrying about perfect pictures, great grammar, or deep thoughts. <br />
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2. I have 10 minutes before i have to pick up the boys and just was fueled by a quick walk with my girl to the coffee shop (with her one of her favorite friends and mine!). <br />
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3. Supposedly spring is happening soon. The temps are about to rise and we are going to get to go outside without it being so freezing. The place in our heart that loves the ski season feels sad about this, but this weekend's ski meet on Sunday will be heavenly. They might even get to do a few runs without all the bulky jackets. They always love that.<br />
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4. The laundry is almost caught up and put away. I still struggle with this and it often is heaped on our one couch. <br />
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5. Syd and I spend Friday mornings at our ECFE class together and it is our final year. This morning I was explaining to the kids how I started going with just Charley, then Charley and Henry, then Henry, then Henry and Sydney, and now just Sydney. It is going to be emotional saying good-bye...as next year we probably won't sign up. <br />
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6. Henry lost both of his top front teeth. The first one came out and the other one hung there so grossly. Like I had to look elsewhere when he came up to talk to me....it was crazy. But now he looks like the cute first grader who has lost the two teeth! Love it. <br />
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7. Summer activity sign up started this week. I print out my summer monthly calendars and map out our road trips and what we want to schedule and how much we want for free time. It overwhelms me. I stress about having no routine. I stress about signing up for too much and I stress about not signing up for enough. <br />
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8. I am heading into my third month of making it to the gym consistently! I am ready to see some results. I am feeling them. Just not seeing them. It will come! <br />
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This kiddo turned 7 on Sunday. </div>
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He is growing up way too fast. Makes me sad to think I can't even remember when he was that 4 month old chunk of 20 pounds. Now he is skin and bones and we can't seem to find foods that he likes. </div>
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He still looks so proudly at his brother and craves time playing with him. </div>
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He is a loving big brother to Sydney and gives her such special attention...and some pesty attention. </div>
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He has done everything in life at his own pace. And starting school this year with no anxiety proved that all the choices we have made have been "just right" for our Henry. </div>
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This year he is learning to read ..at his own pace.</div>
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Becoming more independent at the ski hill...at his own pace.</div>
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Making friends at school....at his own pace.</div>
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Falling asleep at night.....at his own pace. Sigh.</div>
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Last year he had a friend party. This year he had family birthday.</div>
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So he kicked it off Friday night going to the new Hobbit movie with Charley and dad.</div>
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Ed has read the Hobbit to the boys, they play the video game, they have slowly watched the first two movies. They loved it. </div>
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Saturday we went out for pizza at lunch. His favorite. Then we went bowling and to the arcade.</div>
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Sunday he woke up and had donuts and opened presents and had a lazy day. Finishing the day with some alfredo and a cake. We ended the evening all snuggled up watching Dolphin Tale 2. </div>
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Things he got this year for his birthday were lego sets, minecraft guys, a wobble board, remote control spider, iTunes cards, and more. </div>
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Life is good for this guy named Henry.</div>
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We have all been under the weather off an on all holiday season. Nothing big or crazy but, it has slowed us down and kept us pretty low key. Haven't wanted it to turn into more. Yesterday we did a little family adventure to kick off the new year. Ed and I would like to do more this 2015. We often are so content at home on weekends and we shy away from big outings. But when we do it is always a great experience for our family. So we kicked it off with our first ice skating excursion. </div>
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We took Charley when he was so little that he just sat on my lap and Ed pushed us around. </div>
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Henry was the most tentative. But he got more confident in trying it as the evening went on. Syd loved it and enjoyed pushing around the sled. I even skated! I felt most sure pushing the kids too but I did a few little spins. </div>
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I was so proud of Charley. He kept at it and got more and more confident. He fell a lot but he did it with a smile and got back up. We are on the hunt for some used skates now. Kind of regretting not having them on the kid's xmas lists. But hard to know what they are going to like and if we will make time to use them. </div>
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Came home to a dark and quiet house and got this blog post done. </div>
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More later! 2015 I want to get something posted on here a couple times a week. Keeping the expectations low and hoping to succeed. </div>
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Today we did this. I had a shoot this morning and I promised them if I got a good report from the sitter we would do this as our afternoon holiday activity. Surprisingly, the whole thing was calm and peaceful! </div>
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I bought three pre made houses this year. BEST decision ever to buy the pre made! Only a wee bit more and there was no frustration trying to assemble. I also pondered getting just one so they could all work together. But then, I decided that this would be our Monday of holiday break activity to keep us occupied and it did. And they each got to create and do their thing. They traded candies and helped each other. So it was still a good hearted activity. Next year we will get just one and see how that goes. </div>
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Though she is spunky and outgoing in her little Syd way...when on stage she is like her brothers and barely sings. I can't get enough of her little preschool self that comes skipping out of her classroom every Tuesday/Thursday afternoon. Love this little girl of mine, her tiny tights, her little praying hands, and her fellow sweet friends who she thinks miss her during this holiday break. </div>
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I am amazingly less stressed this holiday season. Maybe because I have given us permission to simplify. We are doing a lot of amazon shopping to avoid the stores and over purchasing things we see and throw in the cart. We have made two kinds of cookies so far...the kiss cookies I drag out. Syd unwrapped the kisses one day. We made the batter the next morning. We let it chill and then made them in the afternoon. Baked with love and patience. </div>
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Today is a reheated cup of coffee fro yesterday to start the day and a new pot brewed at 10am. Our holiday cards are in the mailbox with the flag up thanks to Charley. Laundry was carried up by both boys...baskets to be unloaded today. A playdate for little gal. Lunch with a friend at the kitchen table for me. And hoping to conquer wrapping and chex mix for the great great aunts and uncles in our life. We are going NO WHERE except to bring the boys to school and to pick them up. I am determined to accomplish what needs to be done with nothing else added. </div>
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The "I have to go potty" five times before she falls asleep will end when she turns four....right?<br />
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A month that involves a lot of waiting.</div>
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Waiting to feel better. </div>
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Waiting for holiday celebrations.</div>
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Waiting for Santa to come. </div>
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and this morning my girl...</div>
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Waiting for a friend to come visit.</div>
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It's Tuesday and I spent some time waiting this weekend and then was a little crushed when I put myself out there with my photography journey and then it didn't quite go the way I had hoped. But I learned. I was reminded that I need to slow down sometimes. I learned so much about myself and was reminded that sometimes it is so easy to get swept up seeing what other people are doing that you lose your own voice or you get swept up wanting things that aren't even on your radar to begin with. </div>
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This holiday season can get like that, too. Last week I frantically made this advent calendar of activities for our family to conquer this season. Grandma Charlie was here and saw me hurrying to get it done on December first so we wouldn't be behind. A bunch of my friends were doing them and I got swept up thinking that I had to do one too. We opened that first door that I strategically made do-able. Syd was already in bed though. So the "read three holiday books as a family.....well, We hurried through two holiday books instead of three with two kids not three. And we have yet to do another day and it is now...December 9th. </div>
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The lesson....celebrate what others are doing, but know your limits. Know what works for you or your family. And instead of rushing to do what others are doing, be proud of what you are experiencing in life! </div>
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Did we all go get a Christmas tree? YES. </div>
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Did we watch a holiday cartoon? YES. </div>
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Did we decorate the tree? YES. </div>
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Has our Elf on a Shelf moved every night? YES (well, he missed on night prior to December 1st so it doesn't count. haha). </div>
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Did Ed and I have date night to get Christmas shopping done? YES! </div>
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Did St. Nick visit? YES.</div>
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Take in what is going on all around you...but, don't feel like you have to take it on. Most likely, what you already have going on is what is right for your family. And enjoy the wait! The wait and the anticipation and the preparation for this season can be some of the best parts! </div>
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<a href="http://brenebrown.com/2014/12/03/show-must-go-cost/">The show must go on. But at what cost?</a> by Brene Brown<br />
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<a href="http://lisajobaker.com/2014/11/if-youre-a-mom-of-littles-stressing-all-the-christmas-traditions-its-ok-to-make-like-elsa-and-let-it-go-this-holiday-season/">Make like Elsa and "let it go"</a> by Lisa Jo Baker<br />
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<a href="http://girlwithblog.com/2011/04/easy-peasy-caramel-rolls/">Christmas morning caramel rolls</a> by Girl with a Blog<br />
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This is my favorite holiday song this year. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!</div>
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Henry is my child who is most excited about holidays and birthdays! </div>
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He is pure joy and excitement. He loves to remember and remind where things go and how we did things. He is my reminder that this holiday for children is about tradition, anticipation, magic and joy. The simple task of making a paper chain can be SO much fun. So we made time for it. </div>
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The magic of coming up with a Christmas list. Circling things in catalogs, scrolling through the Amazon toy pages, and writing down his list. This is what Christmas is about for children. And we parents worry about greed and too much stuff. BUT, with a heavy sigh, I also embrace the magic of making their little wishes, this one time of year come true. </div>
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Charley's first big wish when he was a little tot was for this big red rocket. And even though I knew it would probably sit not played with...it was what came out of his little heart when people asked him what he wanted. And he got it. And I was right, it did sit. But the magic of watching him open it was part of this season and this stage in life. So Henry got the big plastic dinosaur toy...and I am sure Syd will get her big plastic toy that won't get played with. </div>
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This stage when dreams are dreams and wishes are wishes and they don't think about the expense or the logic. They are just in the moment. And I now embrace it. Because in the grand scheme of life, you are only little and able to dream at Christmas so freely for just a wee bit. And then the magic becomes a little less magical and the logic of what one should expect for holiday gifts and how silly or extravagant or less magical it all becomes happens so quickly. </div>
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So this Christmas Henry is busy making his list and it is just so much fun to hear what he wants...whether it is this big truck that can pull 2000 pounds, a robotic dog, or a globe. These wishes come from his little heart. And they are precious. </div>
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My children are now experiencing traditions that were part of my childhood. The crazy "Santa gift" party with my extended family that can at times feel so ridiculous. But they help me shop, fill out the fun and creative tags, they learn to give without being given credit because the gifts are given anonymously. They learn to pass gives out and to wait. They learn that this holiday tradition doesn't happen when we go to Ed's house. It is a Grandma Barb and Grandpa Bob holiday memory. Along with game playing, cousin time, holiday decorations at Grandma Barb's and more. </div>
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Our Up North holiday with Ed's family offers other traditions that they learn don't happen at our own home or Grandma Barb's. The Christmas tree that towers to the tip top of their A frame family room, a quiet gift exchange, the homemade egg nog, party mix, polish sausage on Christmas morning, and sledding in the woods. </div>
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At home it's our tradition of decorating our Christmas tree with wild abandon. They excitedly get their box of ornaments that grows each year. They open it and talk about each ornament. They amazingly remember who they got them from and when. They excitedly load branches too heavy, the bottom to thick, and the top awaits the late hour when mama takes a moment to adjust things a wee bit. Henry has been watching so closely these last two years hoping his box catches Charley's...even though we talk about how the boxes grow and that he will always be 3 years younger. </div>
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And much of this just happens and becomes a part of them. I used to stress about the traditions I wanted to have and start and I am realizing that a lot of it just happens. The children remind us what we did the year before and slowly traditions are built. </div>
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A child's Christmas is not about what the parents always want but, rather a respect of allowing our children to dream, wish, and believe in the magic balanced with instilling the life lessons of the season and an appreciation for family. As a parent there is nothing more incredible than making their holiday wishes come true, seeing them excited for the simple little traditions, and teaching them how special and magical all of it is. Because, when it all comes down to this month.... It doesn't really matter what we eat, give, receive, or do with our time and money. What matters is that we can gather with those we love, fill our hearts and other people's hearts with the things that make life happy, and celebrate our ability to help make this time of year just a little more joyful for others in big and/or small ways. And to do this without judging how other's choose to celebrate and live this season is the gift we can give each other. Because whether you Pinterest it up, spend enough time at Church, donate your time or money, travel to see everyone, choose to skip holiday celebrations with friends or family, etc...the most important thing is that you do what is right for your family.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Or the strings of light are broken.</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I don’t care if the gifts are wrapped,</span><br style="border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Or there’s nothing here to open.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Love is not a toy, and no paper will conceal it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I don’t care if the carpet's stained; we've got food upon our table.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Why so scared that you’ll mess it up? When perfection keeps you haunted.</span><br />
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Her teeny tiny downhill ski gear is sitting in the corner here. It finally arrived. They had trouble finding her size, sigh. So she doesn't get the pink ones she picked out. They are blue. And they are so wee. And she talks about it. The reality that my Syd will be conquering the slopes this winter has me a tad nervous. </div>
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So I am going to enjoy this safe little quiet gymnastics class she is doing. She is with just three little friends who she knows. They are all quiet and in love with the half hour. And we mamas sit and watch and snap pictures and sip coffee and talk while giving thumbs up over and over. </div>
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Her teacher is sweet. And the experience has been wonderful so far! </div>
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I haven't blogged enough about this new school year that has mama and Syd adventure time from 9-4 everyday. I am savoring it and still get a icky feeling in my tummy thinking of how far I have come with my photography and how badly I want to go back and capture them with all that I have learned. So many photography friends are still in the throws of all their kids home for more time than they are away. And I am just so jealous of that. BUT, I only let myself have a pity party for a few moments. And then I realize how each stage and experience in life has brought us to where we are today....</div>
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And on Monday mornings Syd finds herself on the balance beam. Sure. Confident. And simply precious. And I am there focused on her for those small moments. </div>
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Sitting here in the quiet watching a snow globe snowfall happening out my front window. </div>
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My heart is heavy and my mind is going a mile a minute thinking about this amazing lady in my life whose world deserves to be as peaceful and content as a little snow globe world. But her snow globe of a world is a bit shook up and I am just praying that this most peaceful snowfall happening at this very moment is a glimmer of hope that today she will find peace in the answers she is going to get. </div>
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She deserves so much grace for the last couple years of her life. But she is one of the strongest women I know. She gives too much of herself and expects nothing in return. Mending all these little things in our lives and taking us all and being the thread that stitches us all together. Ms. Grandma Charlie, you are loved by so many. And we are all thinking, praying, and hoping that you know how loved and supported you are. It is time for us to show you, because you have set the bar high with all that you have done for us. Time to put yourself first and worry less. Let us do the worrying, the hosting, the baking, and mending. Breathe there amazing lady. You are loved. </div>
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Yeah, double digits. Can't say more at the moment. But he is growing up. More soon!</div>
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This little bug is my partner in crime during the hours of 9 and 4. She treks through Target, the library, and Costco likes she owns them. She plays dollhouse ALL. DAY. LONG. Or drives the matchbox cars on the car rug that we lug up from the basement. </div>
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She still drinks her smoothie drinks and I know that we should put an end to them. But she is tiny and she is drinking the milk. When we stopped them with Henry he stopped drinking milk. Which we are trying to get in him now by buying chocolate milk. Hurts this mama's heart but he looks so skinny. I am sure there are other things we could do for the calcium and things. but for now this is what we are trying. </div>
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This kid is growing up too. Kids at school see him and see Charley in him. he is growing taller and taller and I see Henry's old clothes on other little guys and get this sick feeling in my tummy. I just don't know where the time has gone. Henry has come a long way and is a different kid these days. He is still all about Charley, but he is learning that helping with his nephew's birthday party was a LOT of fun instead of following his big brother who curled up with his book during all the birthday busy. He is the most excited about the holidays and decorating. He remembers where things go with decorating and wants to do everything just like the year before. If you need help with decorating, this is the kid who will show up with joy in his heart, a smile on his face, and a skip in his step! </div>
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The last couple months we have had "chore" notebooks. Really they aren't chores. They are just the everyday expectations listed in a way that they can check them off. Things like make your bed (I make mine now too). Brush teeth. Clear breakfast dishes. Pack backpack. Etc. All things they should be doing. And if they can conquer the daily tasks each day all week then they earn a little allowance. Drives me nuts that we took three weeks off and they didn't care. We are back at it. It is a simple enough system that worked for too many weeks in a row. Just need to keep persevering. </div>
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The Elf on the sHelf guy is supposed to return this weekend. But, now they have stupid commercials showing the Elf having a pet reindeer. So now my kids are wondering if our Elf will show up with a reindeer. WHY!? WHY do they have to do this to us. I am going to have to say that I am allergic to reindeer or our reindeer is too old and only the young elves get reindeer. I have no idea. A friend's child asked her if she was Santa...she responded, "No, are you?" Cracks me up. I am waiting for this question and am dreading the end of the magic. </div>
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I am crabby a lot. A LOT. And Ed sees it and tries to tell me to simmer. My sister notices it from a distance and tries to motivate me to make the right choices. I don't know why everything triggers such a snappy response lately. But I told the kids when I picked them up today we would have a perfect weekend. HAHA! How's that for setting the expectations too high. Anyways, my point here today... my sister and I were talking about how blogging was a journal for me and a way to set goals and then I felt accountable for following through or at least seeing that it wasn't something that worked for us. SO, I am going to ramble more often, because I don't keep baby books and they will read this someday, even if some think they won't, and it will be our story. So there ya go! </div>
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Cheers to a perfect weekend or let's be real...Cheers to embracing the good, the peaceful, the challenging and hard, and the moments we don't cherish (the whining, tired, up too late, up too early, time in the car, belly's too full, missing those that aren't able to gather moments). Find the beauty in whatever your perfect is this weekend! Happy Thanksgiving....although, I hope to jot a note here tomorrow!</div>
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Syd wanted to be me all season...so as you can see she looks just like me! haha. Just kidding. Her amazing Grandma Charlie was making an Olaf and Elsa costume for her cousins so Grandma offered to make Syd one too. It was beautiful and hangs on her wall now as decoration! </div>
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Charley was Harry Potter last year and everyone loved it. He didn't want to be it again even though I pointed out that he was still Harry Potter obsessed (books, movies, and video games). His grandma had spent time making the realistic cloak that was perfect for the cold weather. At dinner 2 nights before Halloween I mentally thought, maybe if I offer to pay him he would just be content. The kid likes to shop and get new things. So I thought, he or I would probably spend $20 at least at Target. But I am not offering that. Maybe $5. But took a chance and said, "$2 if you are happy being Potter again." He agreed. And I don't think I ever paid him. Woot! for betting low and winning! And adorable he was! </div>
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Henry was a teenage mutant turtle again. And he seems to always be the same thing two years in a row. But he is always so happy with what he is. I had planned on working on something new for him this year but he didn't really have any strong desires. I had lunch one day with him and the other boys in his class. I asked them what they were being for Halloween and at least 5 of them said they were being Turtles! And the decision was made...even though the costume was a tad small :) </div>
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The ultimate was that while up north visiting Ed jokingly asked his mom to make him an Olaf costume when he saw what she was making our little nephew. He came home telling me he did that but did not expect it to be taken seriously. haha. A week or so before Halloween I got a text from his mom with a picture of the costume. It came in the mail with Syd's dress and I had them open it together. HUGE smile on Ed's face. Grandma said that Ed never asks for anything so she had to do this. It made my Halloween and I don't know if Syd realized how incredible this Halloween was with her dad being Olaf...but, someday she will look back and she will get it. </div>
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