Tuesday, June 29, 2010
So needless to say, we are all excited about being away for a week. I always look forward to vacation, but for some reason I've really been looking forward to this one. I guess things have just been super busy for Josh and the thought of leaving town and obligations for one week seems blissful for the whole family. With his partner out of town this week, Josh is swamped. Maybe we'll all appreciate this getaway a little more than previous ones? Either way, I don't think we'll have any internet access so I'm thinking I'll be unplugged from everything for a week. I'll try to take some notes throughout the week and fill you in on the highlights!
I've been spending the last few days making lists and getting things together. I'm turning our dining room into a staging area for items that will be packed up into the car in a couple of days. Hopefully, the car ride will go smoothly with our two little ones. Either way, I'm thinking it will be worth it! This time next week, we'll have our toes in the sand and crashing waves as the soundtrack for our dreams.
Monday, June 28, 2010
By the way...the movie was great and is a must-see!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Pooping was the final hurdle, which I think we've cleared, but I'm still not sure we've crossed the finish line. After that first incident, I would say he was about 3 for 10 on achieving potty pooping success. Which if you ask any baseball fan, they'd probably agree .333 ain't a bad average. But, if you ask a mom, that's still 7 too many pairs of unclean underpants. The last week or so it has gotten a lot better. He's still holding it in and always waits until the last possible moment to reluctantly sit down on the potty, but the average is probably closer to 6 or 7 for his last 10.
He hasn't pooped in any potty outside our home and pretty much sits only on the big potty now for all business, which is good but means he needs help climbing aboard. Anyway, I hope he won't have a big issue in a couple of weeks when we go to the beach for a week. I know all our housemates are hoping the same!
A couple of weeks ago, Jack started asking, "Where E-man-yule?" When I told him he was in California, Jack decided he'd like to go to, "I go Caya-fornia! I go Caya-fornia with E-man-yule."
A Longer Look
I wish you could have seen us.
There we were, looking as grim as 10-year-old boys can look, armed as we are with brand-new six-shooter cap guns, protecting Athens from an injun uprising. My holster is strapped to my thigh. For quick draw, you know.
Laugh if you must, but we must have been pretty effective. I haven't heard of a single injun uprising in these parts since.
Posse work is hard labor, which is one reason we appreciated the cake and ice cream so much. Besides, what's a birthday party without it?
That party was a gift from Mother.
I wish you could have heard her. Mother is driving my brother Bill and I back from Winder to Athens. It's a mere 22 miles, but at times it seemed like it took forever to get back home from visiting grandparents.
"Are we there yet?"
Mother would sing to us.
It was always the same song, an old folk song, "Barbara Allen." It seemed to reach its plaintive climax somewhere between Statham and Bogart.
As I remember it, the last line is this: "And the rose wrapped round the briar."
I always hoped that song would end differently one day.
That song was a gift from Mother.
It's a good thing you didn't see the bicycle wreck. It was not a pretty sight. The plan seemed brilliant. I would ride my bike to within inches of my brother and dodge him at the last minute. I turned right. Only he dodged right. End result, I went airborne over the handlebars, skidding to a skin-ripping stop, palms first.
The painful circumstances called for immediate attention. There was only one person for the job. You know who.
Mother always used Bactine instead of Merthiolate or mercurochrome. The Bactine didn't sting.
The TLC was a gift from Mother.
Maybe you saw my children, scampering across one arena or another while playing volleyball, basketball, baseball, soccer, tennis and softball. Their playing days are behind them, except for Emily, still playing soccer and tennis at nearby Emmanuel College.
You can never convince me that their endeavors in sports did not help them develop into three adults any parent would be proud of.
Mother agreed, which was why she helped pay Emily's tuition to a private high school. That was another gift from Mother.
I wish you could see me. I look good. I'm standing in front of a crowd at church, and I look sharp, if I don't say so myself.
It's the suit. It's gray with a subtle pinstripe. It's cut just right. It folds and pleats in all the right places.
The suit was a gift from Mother.
Not too many days ago we received grim news. Cancer had practically closed her esophagus. The radiation proved unbearable. Life on a feeding tube was not an option. So she is fighting on her own terms.
Each day with her now is a gift from God.
We had a talk a while back, when a different health setback turned our attentions to our mortality.
"I'll look back and say I had a blessed life," she said.
Those words were a gift from Mother.
I wish you could have seen me.
It was a September Sunday in 1950. I've made my arrival. I'm a little early, so I don't even tip the scales at 6 pounds.
I'm in the arms of a 23-year-old Nell Giles who confessed recently that she was frightened by the prospect of motherhood.
With God's help, she mastered her calling. I just hope that the way I have lived my own life has been my gift back to Mother.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
So, since the time had arrived we were looking forward to visiting our favorite photographer and have her capture Sam for the second time. We popped in to see Sue Ann just before the birthday party at my grandparents' house. Despite the fact that she is swamped trying to edit and prepare photos from shooting her first-ever wedding as a primary photographer, Sue Ann managed to show us a sneak peek of what we got. Take a look. Thanks, Sue Ann. Take your time, but we look forward to seeing all the bits and pieces (well, except some pieces...lol!)
Monday, June 21, 2010
Anyway, another reason I’ve been away from blog land is Vacation Bible School. The boys and I journeyed to Saddle Ridge Ranch each day this week and felt the exhaustion to prove it each afternoon. It was a joy to work with the kindergarteners and preschoolers each day, but it was also draining. I finally got a nap on Friday. Take a look at this album online to see more photos from our week on the ranch!
My mom had the idea to compile a notebook for her dad of letters from his children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, etc. It was neat to read the sweet notes to him. In case you were wondering, the general theme was making sure he knew what an impact he had made on his family.
Today is his actual birthday, so in the words of my dear son: “Happ Burfday, Grandaddy!” We love you!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
I find that communicating true thanks can be difficult. On Father’s Day, I have a few folks to be incredibly thankful for. The first would be my husband. Those that know him would describe him as smart, funny, outgoing and kind. He’s truly excels at whatever he puts his mind to. He must really have his mind on this fathering business, because it is a true joy to see him blossoming as a daddy to Jack and Sam. Thank you for all that you do on a daily basis (there is much too much to name) for our family. We treasure you and honor you on not just this day, but every other one as well!
I’m also thankful for my own father. He was an incredible example of faith and purposeful living growing up and still is. He’s a truth seeker, and the kind of guy folks go to for perspective. I guess he’s most widely known as a writer or journalist, but his best material is the story he writes each and every day with his actions.
I’m thankful as well for my father-in-law. Neither Josh nor I would be the parents we are without the solid upbringing and outpouring of love and support we received growing up. Thank for living as an example to your family!
And because it’s Father’s Day, I feel the inclination to give thanks for my heavenly father and my faith, in general. It’s not something I blog about a lot, but I am a child of His, and how wonderful that is! So, today and every day, I should give thanks!
Monday, June 14, 2010
This week is VBS at church, so the boys and I are busy with that. I'm assisting with preschool & kindergarten music, which is pretty odd since I'm no singer. Even more odd is that kids could totally care less about how great you sing! Anyway, the songs are pretty fun and we're enjoying ourselves.
Jack is doing great staying dry. Staying clean has been a little more difficult, but we have had two additional successful potty trips since our initial one a week ago.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Twice Emily got him to the top of the spray tower only for him to back down on previous requests to go down the slide. Later (when it warmed up a bit and the sun came out) we traded spots. Emily watched Sam in the shade while I helped Jack "swim" around the lazy river. He loved kicking his legs and swimming like a fish. He would have done it much longer, but it grew too crowded for this mom and we made a break for Chick-fil-A.
Speaking of Chick-fil-A, I sampled the new spicy chicken sandwich. It was good, but of course CFA doesn't really make anything that isn't. Anyway, I don't think I prefer it over the original, but may add it into my rotation every now and again.
We had a great time with Aunt Emmy. Jack was thrilled that she came bearing gifts from "Umple Jonafin." A very awesome Thomas towel, Sesame Street movies and a stuffed dog just like his Aunt Emmy's. He's been walking around the house with his "doggie." If you ask, he'll tell you, "his name Cash," (just like another dog we know.)
Monday, June 7, 2010
Most afternoons I can get Sam to drift off not long after Jack goes down for his nap and get some things done or get some rest myself, depending on what kind of day it has been! Go figure the day that I'm using my down time to compose a blog post about how sweet he has been he's squirming around and refusing to drift off...ha, ha!
Anyway, Sam is figuring out he has to make himself known sometimes to get noticed around here, which is fine by him. He coos and carries on in the car, while playing with daddy and smiles a lot. He seems to be losing some of that dark hair, but he still has a good bit by most baby standards (exceptions being two of his baby playmates, Ellie & Amelia) I weighed him a couple of weeks ago and he was 14 pounds. He'll have his four-month visit in a couple of weeks. Josh & I keep joking about him soon outweighing his big brother.
I'm sure you remember the prize awaiting. Josh had actually planned to put it together earlier, but we both got sidetracked. So, I got Jack's tools and let him help. Josh got all the pieces out of the box and set to work. Jack kept saying, "where is it?" and looking in the empty box! Finally once Josh got the front wheel on his little mind (Jack's, that is) could see it taking shape. He grabbed the seat and got to work!
We took it for a spin outside. He already has the hang of the pedals, the steering is a different story. When we told him to turn he would lean his whole body over instead of actually moving the handle bars! Anyway, I'm most certain our poopy woes aren't over, but I do hope that with the first successful one behind us we can begin to make some progress now.
- 4 cases (12-packs) of coca-cola
- 3 jumbo pkgs of Pampers
- 2 pkgs of foundation
- 1 men's power razor
- 1 pkg (9 rolls) of charmin
- 3 bottles of Dawn
- 4 Glade scented candles
I spent $37.17 out of pocket for all this, and still have $5 extra care bucks and a $5 rebate coming (minus the cost of the stamp, I guess).
Anyway, certainly not my best trip ever, but anytime you can snag good diapers for less than $5 a package, it's a good trip.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
So, here's a little breakdown:
Day 1 Summary: About 6 or 7 accidents (including naptime) and 4 successful potty trips.
Day 2 Summary: 4 accidents (including naptime) and at least 6 successful trips to the potty
Day 3 In Progress: 0 accidents (currently napping) and at least 6 successful trips to the potty (2 completely solo!)
Obviously, we'll have to work up to being able to use public bathrooms, because I do plan to leave the house again this month!! Depending on how the rest of the day goes and the weather looks, we might try the park tomorrow.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Anyway, as I mentioned day one finished on a high note. And day two picked up right where we left off. We didn't manage to wake up dry, but I had not expected that either. By noon or so, Jack had sat on the potty three times all based on my reminders and reading his cues. Twice those resulted in pee pee. He was quite proud of himself for staying dry...and of course, I was over the moon. I knew we still had accidents ahead, but I thought he was at least catching on.
I realized this morning that I had not left the house since church on Sunday morning and was beginning to go a little stir-crazy. I got Jack dressed and he said he was ready to go. I asked him where he wanted to go he said the grocery store. So, we ventured off to Ingles, where he was happy to partake of a cookie. We stayed dry during our whole outing, which also included meeting daddy for lunch at Side Street deli. On the way home, I asked Jack if he was ready for a nap, which he declined. Instead he wanted to play football. I agreed that sounded fun, but reminded him we were working hard to stay dry and we might need to go to the potty first. He declined. I unloaded the car and then came back out to play with him. Within seconds of my return he paused. I of course urged him to hurry to the potty, but he remained frozen. We had our first accident of the day.
So, after some encouragement to hurry inside so we could change, he replied, "no hurry, I walk!" I got him cleaned up and had him sit on the potty, but he had already let it all go. We went back outside for a little longer and watched the thunderstorm brewing. Finally, we were ready to come in for a nap. Despite his extreme distaste for mandatory potty time, I have been making him sit on the potty before naptime and bedtime (last night resulted in a successful trip). At this point he had what I felt was a pretty major set-back. He began to whine and beg for a diaper and asked to get up on the changing table. His pride in being a big boy had disappeared (hopefully temporarily). I managed to convince him to sit down for a bit and we read a book. By the end, nothing had happened and he had calmed down. So, now he's napping and will more than likely wake up wet, but hopefully be ready to tackle his dry-ness with a new vengeance!
In other news, I got some video of little Sam talking away to his daddy last night. I'll try to get around to uploading it soon...lest I lose the few readers I have left because of this potty monopolization.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
I've spent most of the day talking about and congratulating him for staying dry while he plays and bounces around like normal...except for the fact that he's in big boy underwear. He is proud of wearing the underwear and was excited to show his daddy when he got home a little while ago. I got ready to get him down for his nap and had planned to put him in a diaper. He refused, so he's upstairs napping in his big boy underwear. I'm fully expecting for his nap to be interrupted by him waking to wet sheets, but I thought the fact that he didn't want to wear the diaper was a good thing. So, in the meantime, I think I just stepped in something wet...could you pass the towel?