Monday, May 31, 2010
Ice Adventures - Take 1
This is sweet little Paloma about 30 seconds upon entering the ice.
And this is sweet little Paloma about 2 minutes after being on the ice. It didn't take her long to realize she was definitely going to take a liking to ice skating.
Mattea also caught on rather quickly and before long, she was off skating by herself on the other side of the rink. She was a bit more cautious than her sister, sticking semi-close to her dad. But she definitely got braver as the time passed.
Of course, there were some falls and quite a few bruises.
But in the end, there were a whole lot of smiles. Thanks daddy for a great afternoon!
Memorial Day Monday
Before I start this post, I'd like to just take a minute to thank all those service men and women both past and present who have made this day possible - including my dear sweet husband. Thanks for your commitment.
With that being said, our family decided to pack up and head out of town for part of our holiday weekend. We got a beautiful lakeside hotel in McCall.
Although we were there only a couple of days, we definitely kept ourselves busy ~ despite ridiculously cold temperatures and rain.
We did some driving around through one of the national forests where the girls were able to see some "real live deer. Real ones."
We also hit up the local ice rink for the girl's first encounter with ice skating. More on that in a following post.
And of course, no trip to McCall would be complete without a trip to the Pancake House. I think the girls are still talking about the size of their pancakes. I know my thighs are still feeling the effects. It was nice to get away and concentrate on nothing but having fun. No house work, no cooking, no laundry, no dishes. Just a whole lot of fun with the people I love the most!
With that being said, our family decided to pack up and head out of town for part of our holiday weekend. We got a beautiful lakeside hotel in McCall.
Although we were there only a couple of days, we definitely kept ourselves busy ~ despite ridiculously cold temperatures and rain.
We did some driving around through one of the national forests where the girls were able to see some "real live deer. Real ones."
We also hit up the local ice rink for the girl's first encounter with ice skating. More on that in a following post.
And of course, no trip to McCall would be complete without a trip to the Pancake House. I think the girls are still talking about the size of their pancakes. I know my thighs are still feeling the effects. It was nice to get away and concentrate on nothing but having fun. No house work, no cooking, no laundry, no dishes. Just a whole lot of fun with the people I love the most!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
My Sweet Baby Girl Is Growing
Touch Of Love
You were six months old, and full of fun
With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do
But I turned my head and you turned two.
At two you were still dependent on me
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I wished to ignore
But as I lit the candles, there weren't three but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why look at you now, you're already five.
Now you're ready for books and rules.
This is the year that you go to school.
The big day came, you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus going oh, so slow.
As the bus drove away and you waved goodbye
I felt a lump in my throat and a tear stung my eye.
For when the bus brings you home and you jump to the ground
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
Time goes by so fast it's hard to believe
Why just yesterday you were home with me.
So I'm holding to these moments as hard as I can
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a woman
-Cindy Zelinkski
You were six months old, and full of fun
With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do
But I turned my head and you turned two.
At two you were still dependent on me
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I wished to ignore
But as I lit the candles, there weren't three but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why look at you now, you're already five.
Now you're ready for books and rules.
This is the year that you go to school.
The big day came, you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus going oh, so slow.
As the bus drove away and you waved goodbye
I felt a lump in my throat and a tear stung my eye.
For when the bus brings you home and you jump to the ground
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
Time goes by so fast it's hard to believe
Why just yesterday you were home with me.
So I'm holding to these moments as hard as I can
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a woman
-Cindy Zelinkski
Untitled
Thoughts Of A Busy Mother
If I can't find time to wash the floor
Who will remember or care?
If I don't patch the hole in their blue jeans,
They can wear another pair.
The dust can sit right where it is,
For tomorrow there will be more.
If the day is too short to bake a cake,
I can always run to the store.
But if I forget to wipe a tear
Or to kiss an inured knee,
To cheer a frown, turn it upside down
Until they're chuckling with glee;
If I would fail to stop and chat
When their tales are filled with woe,
To listen for unspoken words
That only sad eyes show;
If I missed a chance to see the world
Through their precious eyes...
A dandelion, a crawly bug,
A rainbow in the sky...
Then I've missed a chance to share the day
With one I hold most dear;
For God was knocking at my heart
And I was too busy to hear.
(Thank you Mrs. Gardner. I really needed this!)
Who will remember or care?
If I don't patch the hole in their blue jeans,
They can wear another pair.
The dust can sit right where it is,
For tomorrow there will be more.
If the day is too short to bake a cake,
I can always run to the store.
But if I forget to wipe a tear
Or to kiss an inured knee,
To cheer a frown, turn it upside down
Until they're chuckling with glee;
If I would fail to stop and chat
When their tales are filled with woe,
To listen for unspoken words
That only sad eyes show;
If I missed a chance to see the world
Through their precious eyes...
A dandelion, a crawly bug,
A rainbow in the sky...
Then I've missed a chance to share the day
With one I hold most dear;
For God was knocking at my heart
And I was too busy to hear.
(Thank you Mrs. Gardner. I really needed this!)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Ramblings of a very tired mommy
I won't say much except to say this....
I just got done posting a bunch of pictures of the girls. The effort was minimal, the time was short. Didn't take a whole lot to "catch my blog up."
Problem is, I kind of have a whole lot more to post about. I have posts started regarding expectations, posts about selfishness, posts about marriage, mommy hood, and milk. Problem is, I have no energy left to go deep. Yes, these are deep ones. And I have so much to say, I just don't have the energy to say it. So please stop back. My desire is not to fill this blog with silly underwear pics and random Mattea poses (although they are cute to look at.) My ultimate desire is to be honest with myself and those who read my blog about what life is like. The ups, the down, and all the in between. So, I encourage you to stop and back if you are completely uninterested in staring at my 3 year olds tush. More in depth content to come.
I just got done posting a bunch of pictures of the girls. The effort was minimal, the time was short. Didn't take a whole lot to "catch my blog up."
Problem is, I kind of have a whole lot more to post about. I have posts started regarding expectations, posts about selfishness, posts about marriage, mommy hood, and milk. Problem is, I have no energy left to go deep. Yes, these are deep ones. And I have so much to say, I just don't have the energy to say it. So please stop back. My desire is not to fill this blog with silly underwear pics and random Mattea poses (although they are cute to look at.) My ultimate desire is to be honest with myself and those who read my blog about what life is like. The ups, the down, and all the in between. So, I encourage you to stop and back if you are completely uninterested in staring at my 3 year olds tush. More in depth content to come.
The Many Moods Of Mattea
Because the weather was uncooperative for an afternoon of fun filled frolicking at the park today, the girls and I decided to head down to Rafiki instead.
Dress up was the 'in thing' today.
Mattea couldn't get enough of it.
The outfits just kept coming, and coming, and
coming......
She is an adorable child no matter what she has on.
Dress up was the 'in thing' today.
Mattea couldn't get enough of it.
The outfits just kept coming, and coming, and
coming......
She is an adorable child no matter what she has on.
What Could Be Cuter?
than a 3 year old in "boy shorts?"
Most recently, Mattea was having issues with "bunching" (ladies, you know what I mean). Problem solved when I began buying her "boy shorts." Well, after realizing Mattea no longer fits into the 100 pairs in her dresser drawer, I headed off to the store to replenish her supply. Of course when her sister saw all of the new panties, she wanted some as well. I want "big girl panties too." So, low and behold, I found "boy shorts" in size 2T-3T and I couldn't resist. She prances around the house in them and looks so stinkin cute. Do you agree?
Most recently, Mattea was having issues with "bunching" (ladies, you know what I mean). Problem solved when I began buying her "boy shorts." Well, after realizing Mattea no longer fits into the 100 pairs in her dresser drawer, I headed off to the store to replenish her supply. Of course when her sister saw all of the new panties, she wanted some as well. I want "big girl panties too." So, low and behold, I found "boy shorts" in size 2T-3T and I couldn't resist. She prances around the house in them and looks so stinkin cute. Do you agree?
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Mother's Day
I am not going to elaborate too much on Mother's Day (I am simply closing the chapter on this past weekend for good) but I did want to include a few photos that I took of the girls and I. The weather was nice & the girls were both in great moods. Here's hoping all you moms had a great weekend of rest, relaxation, and above all else ~ appreciation for all you do.
Friday, May 7, 2010
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
What is a Friend?
My children were fortunate enough to have a play date this week with a couple of new friends of theirs from Bible study. They played dress up, did art projects, enjoyed a snack and took a trip to the park together.
We are blessed to have wonderful friends around us - those who support us, help us, and lend guidance to us when we need it most. I so desire that for my children.
I hope in the upcoming months and years, my children will foster their friendships and realize the importance of a good friend. Thanks ladies for a wonderful afternoon!
"Friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life."
- Anon
We are blessed to have wonderful friends around us - those who support us, help us, and lend guidance to us when we need it most. I so desire that for my children.
I hope in the upcoming months and years, my children will foster their friendships and realize the importance of a good friend. Thanks ladies for a wonderful afternoon!
"Friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life."
- Anon
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