Wednesday, February 29, 2012

An extra day


Ahh, our long two months of Florida 70 degree winter ( jealous?) kept us from our love- water. Beach, pool, sprinklers... we live in it every chance we get. Yes, 70 degrees is too chilly for our warm blood to take a dip in the pool. But at last, at the last week of February, Florida summer has begun. Well, I don't know if you can call it summer- maybe this is our spring. Were we will still have days where the temperatures drop a little and the true summer humidity has not settled in yet. But, we welcome back afternoons at the pool.







And whats summer without Popsicles?


Keep growing, hair!
If only we truly could get an extra day. Yes, this year is one day longer then most, but that is just because we label it that way. Really, its just another day...not an extra one. No, I wish we had an extra day- one that extended time and gave me an extra day to savor. Time doesn't extend... it just is. And that's why I try to seize it.


I'm feeling incredibly blessed right now. Even the heaps of medical debt can't get me down. We have good food on our table, and ample amount of what truly matters- time. Staying home not only has given me more time with my kids, but more time as a family. My husbands not 9-5 job gives us mornings and afternoons together, and many evenings are spent bringing daddy dinner at his work and letting the kids run around for a bit ( a nice benefit of daddy's office being a hockey rink). There is only one thing that trumps spending time with my kids, and that is spending time with my family.


Investing time is the deepest form of love. Its something that I want my kids to learn from personal experience. We want to be with them. We want to be together as a family. Next to surviving, its more important then anything.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

For the love of the game...

August 16, 2010 there was a major shift in our family. I feel awkward when moms start talking about how their second and third ( or more) children got less of their attention, less camera time and less energy in savoring their milestones then their first born. We couldn't be further from that. Maybe it was that I lived in fear for 8 months that I would never get to see my third child's face. Or that we have to consciously work to achieve each and every milestone. Or that she is my first singleton, my first daughter, my first princess. But a lot of why my pictures of my third child greatly out number those of my first borns is because she sits still. My walking-since-9-months twin hurricanes are blurry smudges on my camera screen. And Gavin likes to turn his back to me when he knows I have a camera in hand.


I read through post after post of Fiona updates and often wonder if my boys will look back on this and think "What the hell, mom?!" But in reality, there is no such noticeable favoritism in our home. I have three lights of my life, three parts of my heart running around outside my body, and three cuddle bugs that equally get my admiration and attention. Today both myself and my camera spent the majority of our energy with my older two. It was their very first T-ball game.




National anthem before the game
 Yep, those are my two peanuts on the far left. A whole head shorter then their 5 year old team mates, but they could hold their own. Minus one or two foul balls and Breiden running once straight to second base instead of first, they did pretty good. God, I love little kids playing sports. Its adorable and comical and impressive how much of the game they actually do get. Especially when I am watching my own. Breiden is number 1 and Gavin is number 3.








How do you even begin going through 250 photos to pick your favorites, because that's how many I took today. Really, I don't even want to write anything with this post, I just want to cover it with photos. I am beaming with pride of my boys who had the time of their life today. They looked like real baseball players, serious game faces and big wades of chewing gum in their cheeks included.










Little sister enjoys her brother's baseball games just like I enjoyed my dad's softball games when I was little- many trips to the concessions stand. She stayed content with hot pretzels and cookies and her sippy cup of water (yay, we officially are off the bottle!) and cheered on her brothers with Nana while I played paparazzi.





Oh, and did I mention? Gavin was award game ball by his coaches :) Something that they will rotate with all the kids, but lets pretend he got it because he was the MVP of the game- coach said it was for his 3 good throws to first base. Go Gavin!


And here is when having twin boys gets tricky. Because I had one kid who got something special, and the other who did not get recognition from the coach. Breiden was really bummed out that he didn't get the game ball, and Gavin wasn't exactly the supportive brother because he just kept rubbing salt in the wound by saying, " Breiden didn't do good enough. Only I got the game ball" Yeah, not the easiest parenting moment. I think we have gotten everything smoothed over, Breiden understanding that its a reward you have to work for and he should be happy for Gavin, and Gavin understanding its not nice to boast. And me realizing this is just the tip of the ice berg with competition and my boys.



There is one thing that really stinks about t-ball... its on days that my husband works. My husband, who is the most involved dad in his kids life and doesn't ever want them to be searching the stands for him and he not be there. But they know how much dad cares, and they couldn't wait to stop by his work on the way home to show him the game ball and tell him about the game. They know he cares.



If this enthusiasm sticks, it looks like I can look forward to my next 15 years of Spring Saturdays being spent at the baseball diamond. I love seeing them happy.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Snow or Sun?

I am camera happy, this I know. A condition that gets ten times worse when we have family in town. Our time with our family is far and few between, but its quality. And we are more then ecstatic right now to have Nana in town, Charlies mom. Breiden asked her to sleep in his bed last night, and tonight begged to sleep in hers. I lost my cuddle buddy to my Mother-in-Law :).


This morning we woke to the news that Wisconsin got 6 inches of snow, and my silly MIL was sad she missed it. Nothing like hitting the pool to get your mind off of a snow fall. I have never been sad about missing a snow fall when I am tanning pool side in 80 degree weather.






There is nothing I love more then taking my kids to the pool. I have three little fishy who feel right at home there.










With four grand kids in Wisconsin and three down here, I know how hard it is on my in-laws having their family split and us live so far away. I love seeing my kids with their grandparents- they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, so we must really love each other :) We definitely make up for lost time every chance we get.






We get to enjoy Nana for the next month. Wishing all my nieces and nephews could be here so she would be in true grandma heaven, but I know she is soaking up every ounce of being with my three. Especially our miracle baby, because no one can resist Fiona's cuteness :)




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