Monday, April 27, 2009

Me, Myself and only 1 little Chick

What a treat it was to have just my girl flying with me this weekend. Charlie and Daddy went fishing and Pate and I held down the fort. She was like a different kid one-on-one. Her brother and her love each other, no doubt. I especially knew this when she went into his room and threw her hands in the air and shrugging her shoulders and looking in his bed. However, her personality went from combatant to liberated sweet thing! While time together as a whole family is wonderful, time alone with one kid at a time is precious!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

2 lazy day skirts in 1 day

I finally finished 2 sweet skirts for my girl. This pattern by Oliver + S is perfectly easy to follow and just right for a lazy day!
I am currently in the process of finishing a patchwork pajama blanket for Charlie (all his cute little jammies will be sewed into one cozy blanket).

Monday, April 13, 2009


My father-in-law survived a heart attack today! They say that fast action is your best weapon against a heart attack. Thanks to his hunting buddy and his quick call to 911, Granddaddy was transported between 2 hospitals and underwent surgery within 4 hours total. He is alive and well. Cussing at his treadmill that he bought and has used faithfully in hopes of staying healthy! We thank our Lord for friends and family everyday. Not only for strength to patients, but strength for patience to remain unruffled during emergencies! God bless our Granddaddy!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

All Good Things Must Come to an End

What a wonderful week home with my babies. Errands, cleaning, soaking up sun, listening to the rain fall, Discovery Museum, painting Mary Kate's room, friends for dinner and crafting, laughs, visit from mom, beautiful Easter Sunday and lots of hugs and kisses. I couldn't have asked for anything more!
I am now feeling the reality of time. It just moves too fast. All the more reason to embrace the present, the "now". I try not to regret anything or at least not hold it on my shoulders too long. I am learning it is not worth the negative energy. I still allow myself to feel, react way to much with emotion and learning to let things go.
What do I remember most from my childhood? Just playing! That's what I wanted to give my kids this week.
Despite my mixed emotions about returning to the classroom, I have to step back and see that overall my kids are happy. They seem balanced and that helps me feel balanced. Cheers to spring break!

Monday, April 6, 2009

Spring Break Begins

We began our adventures in our Nation's Capital for the Cherry Blossom Festival. Daddy, Mommy, Patey, Charlie, a packed-dairy-free lunch, snacks, camera, gatorador, Charlie's sword, Bink's and the double stroller (Daddy now knows why I spent a fortune on a back to back double stroller, rather than a side to side). Thanks to Uncle Bob and Aunt Priscilla, we had a worry free time parking in the city. We took the red line to the blue and watched in amazement to Charlie's excitement about the trains. He was in heaven, at first reserved by mommy's lap but soon swinging on the germ infested poles. We arrived and were taken back by the millions of people but most of all the beauty of the cherry blossoms and the crystal clear blue sky! The kids ran the mall and chased kites, while Patey made a new K9 friend. Ma and Pa were dying of thirst and did coin toss to stand in line for a fresh squeezed lemonade. We were borderline meltdown hour and the lines at the Japanese festival were crazy. We took a chance and I stood in line for 20 minutes for each of us to get one sip and then hand it over to the winy three year old in front of the stroller. Charlie downed that lemonade and left us with ice. We looked at each other and both agreed bad choice on the lemonade! We were about to switch from the blue line to the red when in the middle of Metro Center the three year old spoke, "Mommy, I have to go pee pee." What the hell were we supposed to do. Running through Metro Center, no one on duty, fare card expired and no bathroom in sight. Uggggg! It was at that moment our three year began the potty dance and the lemonade cup saved us. Yes, I am not proud of the fact that we hid behind a metro sign and allowed our son to pee in the very cup we had dreaded just 5 minutes prior. There he was tiny little hiny, refilling the lemonade cup. Fewwwww! We made it! Cheeks pink from the sun, legs tired but happy from walking and 2 very sleepy babies in the back seat!