It’s long overdue for a real and thorough update. But let’s be honest, that’s not going
to happen. Therefore, I’ll update, but it’ll be sporadic and probably
brief.
Baby number three is due in 7.5 weeks and we’ve done almost
nothing to get ready for him/her.
Actually, that’s not entirely true, we bought paint for the nursery
(once we finally get Gavin out of it!), I bought material to make curtains AND
we stepped up our status as parents and bought a van! I can hear the snickering from here and I must confess, I once would have agreed that vans are not cool.They are mom-mobiles. And you know what? You’re partly right, they are
mom-mobiles but they are very, very cool.
Especially mine. It’s so
wonderful! From the automatic sliding doors to the one million cup
holders. I can literally drive
with 7 drinks in arms reach at any given time. Toyota cares about my hydration, yo. It has bells and whistles, some of
which make me laugh, but some I’m just giddy about. I’ve been welcomed to the swagger wagon club, now when do
the parties start?!
Speaking of parties, Molli turned four last month. Sometimes I’m still in shock that she’s
already so old, but then other times I’m weirded out by her maturity and the
conversations she initiates. On
Monday we picked her up from school and like usual, I quizzed her about her
day, what she learned, who she played with etc. and she very casually told
Myles and me that she spent recess hugging and kissing Ben. On the mouth, she said! Heaven help
me. I tried not to make a big
thing of it but we had a couple conversations about how kissing is ok with
families, but not something we should really do at school. I also added a dose
of practicality and explained that kissing spreads germs. It must have been sufficient because on
Wednesday she told Ben that they can’t kiss anymore. Phew, bullet dodged! In her defense, Ben really is a sweet
and cute boy and her teacher said they’ve held hands through story time before.
I guess when you’re the only girl in the class, you have the pick of the
litter.
(Everyone got into dressing up for the party!)
(The other little girl moved since this picture of Molli's preschool class was taken. Ben is the little boy in the back row in the black sweatshirt)
Gavin is becoming quite the big boy too. We experimented with potty training recently, and while it wasn't a complete disaster/failure, I certainly wouldn't call it a success. He looks awfully cute in underwear though! The kid is exhausting me with his constant chatter! I think he is taking after his cousin Jackson with the constant commentary. The only difference is that his vocabulary isn't especially vast yet so he has to piece things together in a way that is very toddlerish and adorable. Well, adorable except for the part that he repeats, repeats, repeats himself until he's acknowledged.
About a month ago, Myles dad and step-mom came up to visit
from Florida. It was really nice
seeing them and boy did they get put to work! We had a leak situation in the kitchen, requiring us to
replace our flooring. We figured
if we were going to replace the damaged parts, lets go all out and make it what
we really want. So we did. We (please note that I use the term
“we” very loosely) replaced the entire downstairs flooring with a lovely dark
wood look, but the walls were too dark for dark floors so the downstairs got
repainted- walls, ceiling and baseboards, then while the toilet was out for the
new floors, we went ahead and replaced it and upgraded the counter, sink and
fixtures. We replaced the ugly
light fixtures in the living-room and the kitchen AND decided to go ahead and
upgrade the kitchen appliances! My
downstairs is so beautiful! Poor
Marc and Suzette were worked to the bone everyday. Aint no rest for the weary! If they ever thought they’d
escape the work, they were immediately conned into playing store, fashion show,
dinosaurs, cars, dance party, dress up, or whatever the imaginations of my
children could muster up. These
kids have their Papu and Nanette wrapped around their little fingers. I’m
pretty sure they’d admit that an air mattress in the middle of a playroom never
felt so good at the end of the day!
(I got this picnic table at a yard sale this summer. It came in very handy while the inside of our house was turned upside down being remodeled! I also managed to let go of my OCD long enough to let the kids water color and ruin everything... paint mixing is not something I handle very well!)
I had the pleasure of participating in the women’s retreat
through our church last weekend.
It was so refreshing to get out and be among women, and filling my mind
with truth. I don’t get out much,
but when I do, it’s typically pretty mindless. Occasionally I’ll manage to go grocery shopping solo, but
it’s been years since I’ve gone somewhere with an intentional focus on
spiritual growth. The retreat started
the day after Myles got home from a 2.5 week hitch on the slope and sleep is
increasingly important to me so I opted not to spend the night, but I hope that
one day I’ll be able to. The
church family I’m a part of has some really fantastic ladies that I’d love to
get to know more deeply. While I absolutely value relationships, it seems like
it takes me a long time to really be friends with people, and I’d like more of
that going on in my life. (Not that I’m lonely, I just believe that everyone
has much to offer and I want in on that!) It was a nice time of reflection and
insight.
(Does it get any prettier than this?!)
For the most part life is good these days! It’s turning into winter around here
and I’m not quite excited about that. I can handle fall with the changing
leaves, pumpkin muffins and whatnot, but beyond that it bums me out a
little. Icy roads, gray skies and
darkness are rapidly approaching and I just don’t think I’m ready! For now
though, I’ll enjoy the changing seasons and embrace all the upcoming changes in
my life. A new member of the
family deserves my attention and excitement. So this year, I’ll smile as the snow begins to make
appearances and snuggle up with my growing family in this beautiful, cozy new
house of mine. God is good!
PS, Molli is playing outside with Myles and she just knocked on the door to tell me it's snowing. Bummer!
