tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67952549634195216762024-02-06T22:02:09.096-06:00A Dollop of My Lifewife|boy mom|photographerLindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comBlogger1335125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-60026104123149517192016-03-10T20:28:00.003-06:002016-03-10T20:28:38.996-06:00Bullet Points.<b>Dirt</b>. The boys have created a makeshift sand box underneath the trampoline. I fought it as long as I could, and then I realized it was a losing battle, and one I wasn't really wanting to die for. So they have created the walls of Jericho, construction sites, and the like. It has given them hours of entertainment (albeit messy entertainment that many times gives me extra bath duty) and has allowed me a few moments here and there of peace and quiet. An older gentleman recently saw me outside playing with our boys and commented, "you just don't see many kids outside playing much anymore." It made me sad, and determined to not allow our family to slip into the pattern of missing out on simple pleasures like digging in dirt and ramping bikes up sidewalk curbs.<br />
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<b>School</b>. We've had plenty of changes over the past several weeks. We learned that Brayden will be at a new school next fall. It has been a roller coaster of emotions for all of us. I have mourned having to watch my child have pain that I can't really shield him from. I have seen him be brave in both expressing his emotions (something hard for boys) and seeking help in ways that he knows will help. We paid a visit to his Kindergarten teacher and she helped immensely. Sometimes it helps to have someone other than momma say that it's going to be ok. I've also learned that I can't just preach about God's promises if I don't intend to believe in them myself. It's easy to tell my kids that God works al things together for good, but when I actually have to live it out is where they learn to really grasp what it means. We've all used some of our questions as opportunities to believe that the Lord has a purpose for all that we're going through that will be used to paint a beautiful picture that we get to be a part of.<br />
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Connor has been registered for Kindergarten and is counting down the days and hours until he can go to "real" school. I've had people ask me if I am sad, and while I am sad at the reality of him not being with me most days, I am so excited for him to experience school. He is beyond ready and I can't wait to watch him learn and grow.<br />
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<b>Teeth</b>. Brayden has had a top tooth loose for quite a while. For weeks I would beg him to help wiggle it, yet he would never let me touch it. It got to the point that I could barely handle it; the tooth was gray and I thought for sure he'd lose it in his sleep and choke on it. All that changed when he decided that he'd use his new leatherman tool to pull it himself. WITH PLYERS. Y'all. I couldn't even handle the video, so I won't subject you to watching. I have a soft spot for little boys with front tooth gaps. I think it's absolutely adorable.<br />
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<b>The Three Year Crazy</b>. I'm not sure if it's because we're older and have forgotten the insanity of year three in human life or if the third go round is just way harder, but I think Drew and I are hobbling on the bring of insanity with the three year crazy. One day this week Drew and I were hugging in the living room when we overheard a dumping noise and then yelling of all sorts. I asked Drew if he was laughing and he said "no... I'm crying!" And then we just laughed and cried (it had been a long day for both of us). Parenting is not for the faint of heart. Especially if it involves an almost three year old. Good thing he's cute... peanut butter face and all.<br />
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I was slicing potatoes with a Christmas gift: a new mandolin slicer. We eat a lot of potatoes and so I had thought that it would be nice to add this tool to our kitchen collection. Anyways, I was slicing. Using the finger protector like the rule follower that I am, when suddenly, it happened. There under the slicer was a small tip of my finger. Not just any finger, mind you. My thumb. My left thumb, which basically meant I had injured the most necessary appendage on my body: my dominant hand thumb. I went into silent panic mode, said something swiftly to the boys about being still in front of the television and ran to our bathroom (and thought to myself that I will, yet again, be delayed in recording some of our life).. Drew ended up having to come home early because I was basically no handed, and that doesn't bode well in the taking care of a two year old who is into everything (more on that later).<br />
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These past few days have been humbling to say the least. I have had to figure out new ways to put my hair in a pony tail, tie my shoes, eat my food and have had to rely on Drew for dish cleaning. It is insane how much we don't realize how much we need our thumbs until they are rendered useless. I have said many a prayer this week thanking God for my thumbs and for my relatively good health (I'm also enormously grateful for a husband who will take care of me- he's a keeper!). I've also joked with people when they ask about my thumb that God has granted my prayer for a more grateful attitude. Nothing like a good exercise by being at the mercy of others to complete basic daily tasks.<br />
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In other somewhat related news, Tyler has hit the pinnacle of what I refer to as the "Curious George" state. This is the state when a new parent freaks because they finally come to the realization that sleepless nights are nothing compared to the all out dilemma of whether you should chose between unknown substances being rapidly poured on your floors or going to the bathroom. It's really quite the conundrum, and as I new parent when Brayden was in this stage, I found myself in mass chaos of panic and confusion. Thankfully now, I just find myself in the midst of being tired and praying that when I go to the bathroom the substance Tyler chooses is an easily cleanable one (ie: water or ice) and preferably of the non-toxic kind. So far, just in the past week, I've documented him getting into:<br />
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<li>feeding my flowers animal crackers. Because apparently the floral sucrose that the florist provides is just not enough nutrition for mom's greenery</li>
<li>the comet cleaner (bless. My parent locks have been sabotaged and it's time for a new line of defense. Which I am not sure what I should use at this point, as it's clear Tyler can channel the prowess of David Copperfield when it comes to lock and key).</li>
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The best thing about a third child is that you finally have the vision to know that this too shall pass. It's incredibly tiring, so I have taken back up the habit of 2 cups of coffee a day to keep up with my back and forths that I am constantly running. I'm finding that sometimes it's necessary to fast from water during wake time hours, so as to minimize bathroom breaks and subsequently minimize sticky substance abuse by my small friend. Having to get up in the middle of the night seems much more pleasant that having to figure out how to clean up massive amounts of pancake syrup from the living room floor. Amen? </div>
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All jokes aside, I feel as though if we can make it through this syrup stage, that we are nearing the sweet spot. All of our boys will be at ages that are considered the tender years. The older two are already in it and, though we have rough days occasionally, for the most part, they are both completely awesome and I am so grateful I get to be their mom. I'll leave this post with a recent short conversation we overheard in the van:</div>
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Connor: I know who's a bad guy.... SATAN.<br />
Brayden: Yeah. He's on the Dark Side.<br />
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May the force be with you..... :)<br />
<br />Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-6336107318964011662016-01-12T20:31:00.001-06:002016-01-12T20:31:35.336-06:00Closing Out 2015... Ushering in 2016.Well, it's halfway thru the first month of the year and I am just now blogging about Christmas. Good thing that my New Years Resolution wasn't to stay on top of things. #yikes. Ha!<br />
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I've been reflecting over the past year. What I loved about the year and what I was glad to close a chapter on. I think that a lot of what I set out to do last year was accomplished. I made healthy choices with food that led to a healthier me (and happier, I might add! It's always nice to feel good in your own skin). I set out to be more intentional with people, especially with my husband and kids. I think that setting that priority was what really led me to only blog when I had the free time to do it, which led to fewer posts. I'm hoping this is not always the case, but my life right now is so busy and I knew that something had to give. It's been good for me to do this so that I could refocus.<br />
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This year I haven't set out with a word. Or a resolution. Or really any huge goals. Which at first freaked me out a little because I usually start out my years with a laundry list of well meaning expectations of myself. But I think as I grow older I am realizing that if I create more stuff for me to strive for, I may lose sight of simply being in the moment right now. It's caused me to really slow my gears down and not be so turbo blastered to the next thing. I guess if you have to sum it all up into one big word it would be PRESENT. Be present and available. Praying that I can be that to those around me.<br />
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So, back to 2015. It was a great year, with a fantastic ending. This year Christmas snuck up on me, and left me feeling a little bit unprepared. In years past I have always had all of my shopping done before November, and this year I was ordering family gifts online toeing the line for shipping. We kept Christmas super simple this year and I have been so grateful we did. The boys didn't think any different, and instead of Christmas being a festivity filled with over stimulation and big hoorahs, it was filled with quiet moments, a simple gratitude for the few gifts the kids did receive and lots of down time. It was a breath of fresh air that I think we all needed.<br />
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The kids surprised us by sleeping in until well after 7am (they are all typically early risers, so this was a big surprise and big treat!). This year, instead of overloading on gifts, we decided to go super simple: 1 large toy under $40, 1 box of things to wear (the boys asked for Star Wars shirts and tall socks) and 1 book. That's it. Christmas Eve I was starting to second guess myself, but it really went so well. So well, in fact, that we may just continue to the tradition :)<br />
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In our home, Santa brings the stockings. The boys were eager to dump out their stockings and see all of their goodies. <br />
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we gave each of the boys $5 and let them pick a gift for one of their brothers (basically like secret Santa, except it wasn't a secret). They were so excited about gifting each other their gifts. It is so sweet to watch them find joy in giving... I hope they always treasure giving more than receiving. <br />
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Several days before Christmas, I had wrapped some of a the smaller gifts and placed them under the tree. Tyler was SO excited about getting a BIG gift... and he was only talking about his gift that was smaller than a shoe box. I wish I had gotten a picture (I have video, but it's not uploaded) of his reaction seeing the huge box for his track set. He was so excited! <br />
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When we asked Connor what he wanted for Christmas, his only response was that he wanted "the Holy Spirit and a fart gun." He's quit the eclectic child. So Santa brought him a sensored fart remote, and I was left with nothing on my list. We decided to delve into the world of Hot Wheels tracks and it was a hit! He loves it and it has provided hours of entertainment for all of my boys.<br />
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Brayden was a hard cookie to crack this year. He desperately wants a bbgun, but Drew and I are still a little hesitant to give one to him just yet. Brayden was adamant that was all he wanted, so we were kind of left scrambling. After some coaxing from me to go to the store to look at other toys he may like, he settled on the Nerf Rival guns. It's a pretty powerful gun (for a Nerf gun), but we have used it as an opportunity for him to prove he can be responsible for a gun. He has done great, and I'm so proud of him taking it seriously to prove he'll be able to handle a bb gun when the time comes. (I'm sad that this is the only picture I got of him with the gun-- we sadly realized shortly after he opened it that I hadn't gotten the batteries it needed, so I spent my Christmas morning at Walgreens with the 48271 other people who also forgot batteries. LOL).<br />
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The rest of our Christmas break was spent visiting with Drews family from both near and far. It was unfortunate that it rained pretty much all of Christmas, so we were stuck inside instead of playing outside, but we made the best of it and had a great time with all. <br />
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The Christmas stillness lasted well through the first week of school last week, as we tried to shake off the rust from being off of a schedule for so long. We're all excited to be back to school and bible study with friends, and Brayden has been especially excited to start basketball for the first time. Praying that this year will continue the focus I had last year on being present and enjoying each day one day at a time. I pray the same for you as we start this new year!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-13096480149062396272015-12-13T21:45:00.004-06:002015-12-13T21:45:45.984-06:00Looking Like Christmas.We have been in the thick of all things Christmas lately, with parties, parades programs and the like. The odd thing is that our weather has been close to 70 every day for the past week. I didn't complain one bit... winter tends to be a hard season for us, as being home bound for days on end tends to not mix well with boys (the lack of gross motor hits us hard!). So in between stringing lights and picking out trees and singing carols, we've dug around for summer clothes so we can play outside without breaking into an all out sweat.<br />
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This was the first year that I attempted a gingerbread house with the boys. They actually did really well, so this will be a tradition we will keep. Tyler just about licked every piece he touched, which wasn't that surprising given his age.<br />
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We went to Walmart one night as a family and picked out a tree. Brayden actually selected the one we ended up taking home, which was a delight for him.<br />
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This is our first year to let the boys decorate the tree on their own (we had a little bit of guidance for them). They did so well and were so excited and proud of what they accomplished. I loved listening to them remember when they made certain ornaments or memories. <br />
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We made a spontaneous trip to our town's little square earlier this week. We figured seeing Christmas lights in the warmth was much better than looking at them in the cold.<br />
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Connor had his last preschool Christmas program. He was so excited to perform on stage and have us in the crowd. He kept thanking us the remainder of the day for coming to see him sing on stage.<br />
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We finished this week with our annual train ride on the Christmas train. I could tell Brayden was a little bored with it, which made me super sad. They grow out of their wonder and excitement so quickly. We ended up having an extra ticket, so we invited one of Connor's little buddies to come along with us. They had fun goofing off together. And Tyler was completely enamoured this year with it all. He has fallen in LOVE with Santa, which is comical because he will literally scream out for Santa anytime he sees someone that looks like or is dressed like him. He's also too little to discern if it's all a scam, like his older brother (Brayden pointed out to us towards the end of the train ride that the young man who was walking up and down the aisles, was in fact, the guy who was dressed as Santa earlier. When I asked him how he knew that he said "because he's wearing the same shoes." Smart cookie, that one).<br />
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creepy fake beard Santa that Tyler wasn't afraid of one bit. <br />
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the boys waiting in the station before we left<br />
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JohnJohn and Connor. They have been buddies since they were born!<br />
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A not staged, cute pic. They were so excited when we took off and sat glued to the window like this for quite a while.<br />
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please notice Tyler's posture in talking with Santa. He is a mess. Brayden told him he wanted an XBox 22. Good thing I can easily say that those don't exist... yet. Ha!<br />
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As I reflect during Christmas time, I find so much wonder and amazement in the beauty of the meaning of Christmas... that Jesus, the Son of God, came down as a babe to ransom us from our depravity. It is such a depth of joy and mercy that I am not sure I will ever fully understand. We have greatly simplified Christmas this year for our family, and in it I have found that it is still as abundant and filling as the years that we have packed it full. I hope that this Christmas season has started off filled with peace and joy for you too. Wishing you the Merriest of days this month....<br />
<br />Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-47247232127063481212015-11-30T20:27:00.001-06:002015-11-30T20:27:22.583-06:00And Then He Was Five.<div style="text-align: center;">
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Two weeks late but better late than never. Connor is now five years old. I can barely believe it were it not for his little reminders of the big milestone we've hit.<br />
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Life lately with Connor is pretty sweet. He's entered into the interrogation phase. This was a phase we never really went through with Brayden, so it's been an interesting journey navigating through one million questions a day ;)<br />
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Connor is my charmer. He can charm anyone from a mile away. Earlier this spring he said "Mom, at school, all of the "gwurls" (girls) want to marry me. But I don't know why... I'm just a kid." Oh, Connor, don't ever grow up.<br />
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Some of Connor's favorites at age five: Mario Cart on the Wii, playing scooters and riding bikes, drawing and coloring, action figures and Wild Kratts. We still haven't brought him for his well check, so I'll have to update this when we go... he's fairly tall for his age. This was his first year to play organized soccer for a team, and we played him up two levels on a U7 team with Brayden. He did great and even scored several goals throughout the season.<br />
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Connor has a great grasp on biblical understanding for his age, and one of my favorite things is to sit with him and listen to some of his insight on God, Jesus and salvation. Some of my favorites are: "We can never rip up or color on God's word... only use those light markers (highlighters). We can never punch or kick Jesus. That would just be mean and make rocks go in your heart (harden your heart). Mom, you are not the judge. God is the judge and He is the judge of you and Daddy and you cannot be the judge of me and Brayden and Tyler." Listening to his prayers are just the best and help challenge me to have the same childlike faith.<br />
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Connor-- I can't really believe that you're already five, and yet I can't even remember life without you. You are a joy and it is my honor to be able to call myself your mom. May you continue to pursue God with all that you are and all that you do, and may you grow deeply in love with Jesus more than you can comprehend or imagine. You are awesome and we love you so much!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-32256719924856360042015-11-04T20:37:00.000-06:002015-11-04T20:37:18.370-06:00Happenings. <center>
We have had a busy several weeks with life happenings. Such is fall.<br />
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A few weeks ago we FINALLY dedicated Tyler at church. Bless his heart, the third child just gets put on the back burner sometimes. We were super grateful to dedicate him before he started Kindergarten. Ha!<br />
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Tyler was super impressed. :) I am so grateful for our community of fellow believers (who we call our chosen family) They not only encourage us in our walks with the Lord, but also come along side us to ensure that our children walk in truth too. <br />
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I have to brag on my bigs for a second-- I was SO nervous about having them up on stage. Anyone who knows us knows that my boys are not necessarily known for their still and quiet spirits. They did SO well the entire time we were up there. <br />
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Since family was already going to be in town due to Tyler's dedication (and because October weather is more predictable than November in terms of temperatures), we decided to throw Connor an early birthday party. Connor marches to the beat of his own drum and I love him for it. He basically chose every theme that you could have (sharks, power rangers, star wars and transformers). Can't believe my middle guy is almost five... where does the time go?<br />
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we just did a simple party at the park with a few of his friends from the various events we are a part of. <br />
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my friends have informed me that we are "pinata" people. Not sure how I feel about the title, but considering my kids think that hitting and destroying things is the best thing ever, it's at least the most fitting title we could garner. <br />
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This past weekend we had Halloween festivities. Friday Brayden had his school fall carnival, at which I got ZERO pictures. It was basically like shoving 1098271 children and adults into a small, overcrowded cafeteria and then telling them all to dress up and play games. By the time Drew lost Tyler and Connor, we were ready to go. Brayden did have fun seeing all his friends and his teachers though, which is really all that matters. Saturday we went trick-r-treating with friends. The boys had a blast, although I was quick to recant my approval of black ninja costumes for 4 year old boys. Connor was a streak of invisibility the entire evening, which left my heart in my throat much of the time as I feared he'd get hit by a car. Next year we are going for brightly colored costumes (or at the very least, lots of stick on glow sticks).<br />
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love my little super heroes!<br />
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We are gearing up for Thanksgiving now, even though the temperatures have us believing we're well on our way to a second summer. I hope and pray that as we approach the holidays that you and yours are able to take some time to reflect on how blessed we are and how many things we have to be grateful for. </center>
Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-14933905749445397662015-10-21T14:19:00.002-05:002015-10-21T14:19:15.560-05:00Pumpkin Patch 2015.<center>
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Looking at our fall schedule, I wasn't even sure if we would make it to the pumpkin patch this year. But Connor kept insisting that we go (I think he is my traditions boy... he remembers everything we have done and will not let me forget it!), so we found a spare few hours one afternoon several weekends ago to make it happen. <br />
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I tried to take pictures at the beginning of our trip in order to have happy faces. I'm not sure there is ever a successful time to take pictures of 3 boys. They're much more interested in active things than sitting stagnantly with fake smiles for their mom. <br />
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Can't believe how big they all 3 have gotten. Halfway through our trip at the farm I looked at Drew and said "in four years, this won't be that awesome to them anymore." Sad reality of growing babies. <br />
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Connor was the only one who braved the ponies. He was all smiles the whole time.<br />
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feeding the animals was a highlight. <br />
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the boys had asked if they'd be big enough for the peddle cars this year, to which I had responded negatively (the big ones are huge!). We were so excited to see that the farm had added smaller karts for younger children. The boys had a blast pretending to be race car drivers.<br />
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Tyler helped Daddy drive a big one.<br />
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Brayden and Drew tried their hands (or feet, rather) at human foose ball. <br />
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trying to get other people to use my camera is always interesting. This was the best we could get of the family as we were headed out on the hay ride to feed the cows.<br />
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Since the entry fee into a lot of the pumpkin patches can be a bit pricey, we let the boys "pretend" to pick out a pumpkin and then went back to Walmart to get the ones we'll carve. Not sure we'll get away with that next year-- Connor let me hear it when he realized we didn't actually purchase the one he had found. ha!<br />
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we closed out our pumpkin evening fun hanging out with friends. Look at all of these Razorback boys! So grateful for such great friends that the boys can grow up with... we are so blessed!<br />
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<i>To see our previous years of pumpkin patch fun:</i></center>
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<i><a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2009/10/weekend-in-review_12.html" target="_blank">2009 </a>| <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2010/10/weekend-in-review-pumpkin-patch.html" target="_blank">2010 </a>| <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2011/10/weekend-in-review-down-on-farm.html" target="_blank">2011 </a>| <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2012/10/2012-pumpkin-patch-fun.html" target="_blank">2012</a>| <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2013/10/pumpkin-patch-extravaganza-2013.html" target="_blank">2013</a> | <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2014/10/pumpkin-patch-shenanigans.html" target="_blank">2014 </a></i></center>
Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-12635118538599528472015-10-21T14:01:00.003-05:002015-10-21T14:01:39.884-05:00Playing Catch-Up.Three years ago, I would have never thought it possible for me to go several weeks without blogging. Sure, a couple of days. But even weekly seemed manageable. It's funny how life changes. When I first got into blogging, I had an enormous amount of extra time on my hands. Brayden slept most of the day and my house was clean most of the time. As the years have past the blogging world has changed, but so has my personal world as well. I now have three very active children, and a lot of times blogging means that I am giving up something... time with them, time to fold laundry, or time to relax with my husband after the kids have gone to bed. So for the past couple of weeks I just allowed myself some room. Room to be a mom. Room to be a homemaker. Room to be a wife. I have missed blogging, but I think in a lot of ways I would have missed more of my real life than I would have if I had spent time to write it all down. Plus, Instagram has totally made it more manageable for me to capture the every day moments that I truly want to remember. SO... today I play catch-up. This is what we've been up to over the past five weeks that I've not logged or written.<br />
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We've been inundated with <b>sports</b>. We took two risks this year with sports: playing Connor up two age levels so Drew could coach them both at the same time, and playing two simultaneous sports with Brayden. We've had a 50/50 ratio of success. Connor has done well with playing up, and it hasn't phased him at all (I was concerned it might affect his confidence levels, but he's been able to keep up well with the 7 year olds). The two sports at the same time-- WEARING. Wearing for me as the momma, because Saturday mornings have started out as early as school days, and end up with me throwing different cleats and jerseys in the back trying to get Brayden to change on the way from football to soccer (the games overlap, so he's not able to play a full game, which stinks). Live and learn. Overall it's been fun, especially watching the boys play on the same team as each other (Drew's also co-coaching with a friend of ours, so their twin boys are also on our team, which has been super fun for Brayden and Connor).<br />
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My <b>mom </b>came for a visit. My mom had been wanting to come and visit, and I knew Drew had a business trip at the end of September, so we were able to overlap the two so she could come during a time I'd need an extra set of hands. It was so fun having her here (and definitely helpful for me... not sure how I would have been able to juggle everything without her help!)<br />
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<b>Teeth</b>. Brayden had his second tooth fall out during football practice this week. Unfortunately I missed it because I was home with two sick preschoolers. I was so bummed I've now missed out on both of his teeth falling out. He was so proud and so excited to get another gold $1 coin from the tooth fairy.<br />
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<b>Eyes</b>. While my mom was visiting, she noticed that Brayden was blinking more than normal and asked if he'd ever had an eye exam. I had noticed the blinking before but didn't think much of it, but after my mom mentioned it I decided that perhaps it would be good just to get things checked out. We had his exam today and everything went great... except he needs glasses {insert mom guilt from letting this go on for longer than necessary}. Thankfully the doctor is hopeful that since we've caught his vision early enough, that he may only need glasses temporarily. Here's to hoping. Brayden seemed eager for the possibility to wear glasses going into the clinic, but then when reality set in, I could tell he was a little more apprehensive. Thankfully I was able to talk him off of the ledge of despair when he realized he couldn't have the Nike glasses (help us all, the obsession with Under Armour and Nike will be the death of me), but ended up settling for a TMNT (teenage mutant ninja turtle) pair that he seemed to like just as well. He still looks just a cute with glasses on as he does without them ;)<br />
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<b>Life</b>. Besides sports, I feel like I have now entered into the very beginnings of the mom taxi service phase. I feel like most days we are living in our minivan more than our home. It's funny, I always kind of bemoaned a lot of the minuscule things about having babies at home. And it's true that things seem so monotonous. But there's also a sweet simplicity to life that I am not sure you fully appreciate until you are well into the other side of things. I just feel like I should warn all of you though: If you are holding a baby in public and you happen to be in my presence, I will swarm you and swoon over your little baby until you decide I am crazy and try to quietly tip toe away. I have become the crazy baby lady in public. But when you're baby now talks in complete sentences and tells you all about their day at preschool (including friends and activities), one can get a little desperate. I took this bee picture while we were visiting a local pumpkin patch/farm. I have a ton more pictures of our farm trip, so I've saved those for another post. I hope that the rest of your week is a good one!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-41769067115769792122015-09-09T20:42:00.002-05:002015-09-09T20:42:53.247-05:00SeasonsWe're in the thick of change of seasons. There are days that are humid and hot and just feel like summer may never end.<br />
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And then there are days that are cool and literally smell like fall and tempt me to pull out my jeans and my comfy boots and welcome the colder weather with open arms.<br />
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To remind us that the seasons are indeed changing, the pollen count is super high, which has wreaked havoc on all of us despite my best laid plans of essential oils and rigid antihistamine dosages. We are a sniffly bunch, my clan and I and can't decide if we want to bask in the heat of summer a bit more or switch full on into football and sweatshirt season.<br />
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we scrambled to the water park for their last day to use the last bit of our passes. We'd held on to them in hopes that Brayden would hit another growth spurt before summer's end and finally reach the coveted 48" height requirement for the big slides. He grew just in the nick of time. I left more exhausted than I had ever left a water park... somehow the stamina I possess at 33 is not the same as I previously held in my teen years during my own water slide glory days. Lord, give me strength to make it through the teen years of water slides and roller coaster adventures with these boys. <br />
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Drew and I were given the opportunity to attend the first Hogs game of this season- our first to attend in over 3 years! It was loads of fun despite the near hellish temperatures (wearing eye makeup to a football game is not encouraged when said game is close to 95 degrees. I was a hot mess express by the time the game ended).<br />
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I got to spend some rare alone time with Tyler today. He is a spit fire kid, full of personality, and many of my days are spent trying not to pull my hair out as he gets into 29276 things... so alone time with him allows me to really enjoy the phase of life he is in and overlook some of the hardships that come with having a two year old. I can't wait to see how the Lord uses his big personality!<br />
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I reflected a lot today on how the seasons of life have changed for me over the past couple of years. I have gone from having mostly all diapered children to only having one (and hopefully on the end of that road soon!), from having all 3 kids at home, to this being the last year to have multiple children with me at home, and from going to feeling like I am drowning in the sea of motherhood to feeling like I have finally gotten to a place where I am comfortable, confident and happy with where I am at. In a lot of ways I feel like the seasons of life ebb and flow just like the seasons of weather. We go back and forth until we are comfortable with where we are at, but each change in seasons brings with it a few uncomfortable things, much like allergies accompany the change of seasons with weather. And just like the change of seasons brings about mixed emotions (I want summer to stay, but then end up begrudging feeling like I am melting at every turn), so the change of seasons in motherhood goes as well. I think I'm in a bit of the allergy season right now-- I feel the change of our lives coming (in mostly good ways), but am not really sure that I'm ready for it. Thankfully the changes are always slow, and so this one will be too. So I'm off to soak in every moment I can of these "little" years. (And if you read my last post, I'll be recording a lot of it too! Gotta capture those sweet little words while they still sound little!).Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-42960396113119590772015-08-31T21:39:00.000-05:002015-08-31T21:39:01.428-05:00First Day of Preschool 2015.Today was the first day of Connor and Tyler's MDO program. This is also known as my sanity break.<br />
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AND ALL THE ANGELS SANG THE HALLELUJAH CHORUS.<br />
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Connor and Tyler were both so very excited this morning when they saw their lunch boxes packed and ready to go. The hardest part is waiting between the time of dropping Brayden off and their own school starting. The waiting is oh so hard.<br />
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I can't believe that this is Connor's last year in preschool. This morning he walked into his classroom, put his stuff in his cubby and then sat down to do his work. I asked if I could have a hug and he laughed as if he was embarrassed and said no, before resuming his work. It's a shame he's so emotionally attached to me. <br />
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last night as we decided on what he would wear he chose the batman one. At first I was hesitant (I am weird with kids clothes, which is surprising considering I normally look like I just rolled out of bed), but then he said "I just need this shirt because I really am awesome like batman, mom!" Couldn't say no the the awesome kid (see also: no one will ever be able to accuse my kids of not having self confidence).<br />
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Connor is really one of the sweetest boys you'll ever meet. His heart is as big as a lion's, and he is constantly seeking out how to help others. Can't wait to see how much he learns and grows this year!<br />
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And this stinker. He HAD to hold his "blue other pack pack" during his picture. He got the hand-me-down lunch box this year. He was most excited about the hammer on it (Thors gavel). </div>
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I asked him to put his hands in his pockets (it's easier to take pics of him if his hands are preoccupied). He couldn't find his regular pockets so he put them in his cargo pockets. He is HILARIOUS.<br />
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I was a little nervous he'd have a melt down as I left since he was a little emotional about being at school during open house. But he walked right in, started playing and didn't even look back when I told him good-bye. <br />
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I was able to be productive today, and my house stayed clean upon it being clean, which is always a refreshing feeling. Tonight I was reminded about how quickly these baby and preschool years are fleeting... I happened upon some old pictures and video I had no idea were still left on a memory card. They are of Brayden when we first moved into our current house (about 3.5 years ago!). He is SO little and precious and he says words incorrectly and has a speech delay that at the time freaked me out but now I just think is the most endearing thing ever. I don't have a ton of regrets in parenting, but I think the biggest one is that we have never owned a video camera. It just kills me to think of all of the memories that we have missed in preserving. So obviously I am taking my emotional unrest on my babies growing up to research video cameras. If you own one, leave a shoutout in the comments if you would recommend yours! And if you don't, join my boat. We can't all be regretting this when we're in nursing homes in 40 years.Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-55951371821340771822015-08-27T21:05:00.002-05:002015-08-27T21:05:34.918-05:00Instagram Killed the Blogger.If video killed the radio star, then logical reasoning would have one conclude that instagram killed the blogger.<br />
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It occurred to me the other night as I was perusing through old photos that Tylers first two years of life are largely caught on camera... the phone camera that is. Which makes me a little sad to think that I won't be able to blow up big pictures of lots of fun memories. It's OK. Better than no pictures (obviously), but still sad.<br />
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So for the past week I've tried to be more intentional about pulling out my big camera during the every day moments of my life. It's so much harder to do when I now have three kids. It's big to lug around, and I'm almost inevitably having to put it down to rush and get Tyler out of something he's not supposed to be in (there is good reason why we all call him Tyler the tornado. That boy is a P-I-L-L!). These moments that are seemingly mundane, are also the most sweet to me. They are the moments that only I get to witness. When my boys feel safe and free enough to express imaginations of grandeur super hero status and world changing strength. The moments where the dance and sing and say sweet things that show their innocence and preciousness.<br />
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I sure do love being their mom. Our days are filled with love and laughter (and some fighting, because: LIFE.). As Jen Hatmaker says, I hope their childhood days are mostly good. Because mostly good will turn into magical when they turn 40 :) As for Instagram, I'm not backing down. As much as I'd like to think that I'll pick up the camera regularly, if I don't, Instagram's got my back.Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-3558147172321287792015-08-17T21:21:00.000-05:002015-08-17T21:21:20.396-05:00Summer Exits.Today I was reading back through <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2014/08/thoughts-on-kindergarten.html" target="_blank">the post I wrote about Kindergarten</a> last year. It made me smile thinking about all the ways Gods hand was evident throughout the year last year. Public school is not a choice I had ever considered for our children initially, but so far it has been the biggest blessing not only for Brayden, but also for Drew and I. The Lord has been so faithful to walk before us in each step.<br />
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We're beginning our third week of school, and I have to say, it's going as well as I had anticipated. Brayden likes his teacher and his classmates, but is a little peeved that there aren't centers and that first graders are required to count to 120 (instead of 100-- the gall of these teachers, pushing these kids to uncharted counting waters!). I've had to lovingly inform him that life gets a little harder every year. Such a disappointing thing to find out at the age of six.<br />
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Connor has been a bit bummed having to wait one more year for Kinder. I am not complaining... I love having him home, and think the extra year will be good for him. Still, he does mope around a bit during the days asking why he can't go to Kinder. Trying to explain a birthday cutoff to an almost five year old is a bit of a daunting task.<br />
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He's just the sweetest four year old I know!<br />
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The weather has been a bit nicer and there's a slight hint of fall in the air. As much as I am sad to see the summer weather come to a close, fall has a special place in my heart. There's also no bugs in fall (we got a bad case of chiggers from going on a mini hike last week and are still suffering through), which is a welcome change from the bug infested summer we've seemed to have.<br />
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Fall sports is about to kick into high gear soon. Our schedule is about to ramp up to lightening pace, so Drew and I took an opportunity to get away for an evening last weekend. We decided to just stay local and enjoy some of the restaurants that we live near but never frequent. It was so nice to relax and enjoy time alone without interruption (and sleep in till 10am!). I'm so thankful for our friends who help with the boys so that we have these opportunities.... such a blessing!<br />
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Here's to sports season- goals and touchdowns and lots of fall fun! <br />
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Brayden had a good day today. He loves his new teacher and has already made several friends (which is not too surprising given that he tends to be a social butterfly). I did well too. No crying, although I did pull into the exit instead of the entrance on accident. Guess I'm just living up to my "bad driver" reputation that my boys give me ;) The saddest occurrence of the day was when I was halfway to school and realized I had left my big camera at home. Drew was following behind me in his truck and talked me out of trying to attempt a u-turn in the van in on coming traffic. Mom emotions run high the first day of school, y'all.<br />
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I did happen to snap a few pics of Brayden before we left the house, so I'm thankful my mind was not completely gone this morning. The change from last year to this year is STAGGERING. I sent Drew a text today telling him I felt like we should just go ahead and write our letters for his high school graduation (I'm not dramatic at all).<br />
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When I first started snapping pics I asked Brayden why he was smiling funny. He said "because! I need you to see where I lost my tooth!" Ha!<br />
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cannot. get. over. how. big. he. is. <br />
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Love him so much!<br />
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and just stick a fork in me. I about came unglued looking at this comparison. He was still a BABY last year when he went to Kinder and now looks like a full grown boy. <br />
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After my realization that we left my camera, I don't think I've ever been more happy to own a smart phone than I was today. We walked Brayden into school (along with every other parent there-- it was like herding cattle through those small hallways!), snapped a few pictures with my phone and said goodbye like we've been doing school drop off for years. <br />
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Tyler with a classic photo bomb. Trying to drop off a kid in school is infinitely harder when you have little siblings involved.<br />
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all ready to learn!<br />
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The remainder of my day consisted of going to a brunch with other moms from the school and then errands with the two littles (which feels like a bit of a vacation after having spent this summer bringing all 3 to the store). This afternoon I was quickly reminded of my dislike for car rider line, especially on the first few weeks of school. I'm thankful Tyler is a bit older this year, so instead of him crying his head off in the van, he spent the time singing alphabet songs and calling the hogs :) Here's to more days spent in the car staring at other parents just as desperate as me to get their kid home so they can talk about their day (or in the boy moms cases... feed the child and get one word responses about the day. ;)) Happy 2015-2016 school year!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-72985566378980767262015-08-02T21:06:00.002-05:002015-08-02T21:06:24.404-05:00The Weekend Before First Grade.Greetings from the land that is exempt from sales tax for 2 days... aka the place where all the peoples get out and do their back to school shopping at one time and clog the aisles of supermarkets and shoe stores everywhere.<br />
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Last year I braved that battle, but this year I opted out of the drama and just paid the extra 10% to Uncle Sam. It was worth my sanity and my time to just battle the aisles in peace (which is a joke of a saying, because if you have ever shoe shopped with a 4 and a 6 year old, you will know that it is not the most peaceful experience you could pursue in life).<br />
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So while all the peoples shopped, the boys and I showed Drew around our new children's museum. It was our fourth time there, and as always, it did not disappoint. I love that we have this indoor option now, that not only allows my kids freedom to explore and learn, but keeps us out of the elements. 3 hours into the trip, and the boys still cried when we left, if that tells you anything about how they like it. The only downside to the museum is that keeping up with all 3 boys can be somewhat daunting, so picture taking is a rarity. I have yet to get one of the kids playing. Soon, soon.<br />
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The rest of the weekend was spent doing fun summer things because, alas, today was our last summer day. It's funny how a year can change things. Last year I was a big weepy mess, but I haven't shed a tear this year (yet... knock on wood). Brayden has been SO SO SO excited about school, which I am sure eases much of my anxiety. My biggest fear going into this year was the assumed let down I would have, given that our Kinder teacher last year was a bit of an anomaly and just absolutely amazing in every way, but especially in communication (we got an email EVERY day of the school year, plus some, and even received an email this summer with pictures). School hasn't even started yet and so far we've received a post card AND two emails from our new teacher. I wish I could convey to you how happy this has made my momma heart.<br />
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Our teacher this year sent us home from meet the teacher day last week with a little poem to read before bed. Brayden had eagerly anticipated reading it tonight, and about ripped it to shreds when he got his hands on it. He decided to only sprinkle one confetti star because he said he needed to make it last all the year through. Oh how I love this boy! Can't wait to see how much he will learn and grow this next year. Get ready first grade, because he's ready for you and he is fierce!<br />
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Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-37289791630103915072015-07-22T20:42:00.002-05:002015-07-22T20:42:40.182-05:00Wrapping Up and Falling Out.Thanks to the aisles of pool toys being replaced by blue capped pens and vast assortments of binders, it seems that although the heat may not leave us anytime soon, summertime is wrapping up. Brayden and I had a conversation last night about this, and we both agreed that while we were excited about first grade starting soon, the fact that summer is coming to a close is a bummer for a variety of reasons (his was that he can no longer sleep in. I feel like my work on earth is finally done now that he admitted that sleep is, in fact, a good thing).<br />
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I was able to get away with a bunch of my girlfriends this past weekend. We chose Kansas City as our destination this summer. I have to say, I think it's my favorite. It provides a wide arrange of things to do (since our group is so big, this is kind of vital), has a TON of great eating options (we ate SO SO well. Like queens, I tell you) and is relatively close to where we live, making it a good weekend getaway. I'm so grateful to have such a great group of friends.<br />
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It's a little bit of a travesty that I brought my big girl camera and used it all of zero times on the trip. Turns out, lugging a giant piece of photographic equipment when it's 100 degrees outside tends to be quite an unwanted task. So I just didn't take any pictures at all. Though, I do have to say that having a selfie stick amongst the group allowed for group pictures ala phone camera, and came with a few laughs from innocent bystanders.<br />
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Unfortunately I missed my first big milestone of Braydens. His first loose tooth had been rather dangly lately, and it was suspect to come out soon. I had hoped that Brayden wouldn't muster up the courage to pull it before I got home. But alas, the twisting happened and we had one happy boy that evening beaming with pride at his new loss. Drew did great at covering as the tooth fairy. I'm now trying to decide if I should keep the tooth. I'm not much of a keeper... unless it's a handprint (I'm a sucker for the handprint. Thank you, teachers, for feeding my obsession) it almost assuredly goes in the trash.<br />
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Be warned: if you run into us, this boy will show off his gap with the greatest of pride.<br />
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And last but not least, I have to tell you a cute story. Yesterday morning I took my older two to get haircuts. We go to the same person every time because I am OCD and have a weird thing about hair being perfect (or as close to perfect as you can get). Anyways, our stylist was talking to Brayden about stuff and Brayden happened to mention that sometimes he likes to wake up at 6am (I realize this is contradictory to his sadness about school starting and not being able to sleep in. He is a creature of many options and habits, some of which contradict each other greatly). She kind of gasped when he said it, and then he said "yeah, but I like to do that because when I wake up at 6am, my daddy is awake reading his Bible and then I can read it with him." MELT ME. I'm so grateful to be married to a man who leads so well. <br />
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Here's to our last few weeks of summer... may we spend them well.Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-52055246909403191282015-07-12T20:35:00.001-05:002015-07-12T20:35:18.811-05:00Dog Days.We have officially hit what we like to term the "dog days" of summer in the south.<br />
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If you are a southerner (heck, even the midwest joins this party), you know the days I am talking about. The ones where you have sweat dripping down your sternum as soon as you walk outside to check the temperature at 8:30am in the morning.<br />
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These days are really fun and involve things like your kids whining about how hot it is, the splash park being so packed that you question your own sanity for even arriving there in the first place, and your air conditioner in your car suddenly seeming like it's blowing 90 degree wind at you (which, during the dog days, 90 degree wind does cool you off just a tad. Then you get mad at the fact that everything is hot and nothing is helping). Ahh, yes. These are the days.<br />
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(Tyler insists on the oddest pairings when it comes to fashion, as since he's my third child and I've realized that some battles aren't worth fighting (nor do I even have the energy to try), he gets away with it. <br />
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Can't even handle how grown up he is getting. <br />
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4th of July fun! We got together with several of our closest friends. Our kids have grown up together and it was so much fun playing and spending time together like we did before we had 25 children.<br />
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In all truthfulness I have loved this summer the most out of all of my summers parenting. I feel like I finally have freedom apart from the beloved sleep schedule, and aside from Tyler's naps, we have a lot of flexibility to do what we want. That is nice. However, the lack of schedule also leaves us feeling noodly some days, and I think that I can speak for all of us when I say that while flexibility is nice, a fluid consistency of the school year brings with a sense of stability for everyone.<br />
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Last week was one of the highlights of summer for my boys: VBS. They literally have looked forward to it all year long, so it was unfortunately that we not only came away with truths about Jesus and God, but also shared some germs along the way. Connor caught a fever virus (that luckily lasted a mere few hours), but Brayden wasn't as lucky and ended up with a nasty sinus infection turned eye infection. Both boys were devastated about missing out on some of the festivities. Sickness is never fun, but it's especially not fun in the summer as it almost always interferes with fun plans.<br />
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Grateful for friends who were able to give us our crafts and things so that the boys didn't feel like they missed TOO much. Brayden has only been sick enough to warrant a visit to the doctor a handful of times in his six years of life, and now that he's able to communicate about how he feels, it about broke my heart to hear him tell the doctor that he felt "just terrible."<br />
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We have another week filled with lots of fun activities (gotta check off the summer bucket list!), that will hopefully keep us cool in the heat wave. Here's to hoping we don't melt along the way and that I remember to blog about it before school starts next month! :)Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-917808150120323122015-06-30T21:15:00.003-05:002015-06-30T21:15:35.978-05:00Road Trips and Trips on Bikes.The boys and I were adventurous and tried our hand at two road trips within 1 month. I decided that it'd be a good idea to attempt said road trip after everyone had stayed up way past their bedtime for fireworks festivities the night before; thankfully nothing backfired on me, and everyone did really well. It helps that our trip was only a 3 hour trip as opposed to a 10 hour one ;)<br />
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Several of my friends who live in Little Rock had wanted to get together with our kids. A day trip seemed like a stretch, and I was also eager to spend more time at my good friends, Christy and Brian's, new house that they recently built (they've named it Deer Creek Acres, and it seriously is the best!). The home sits on wooded acreage, which basically means it's boy heaven. We also packed in a Chick-Fil-A play date with several friends (and LOTS of kids), lots of outdoor play, and ended the time with friends at the pool before heading back earlier today.<br />
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(Tyler's FAVORITE thing ever is "gummies." He's a champ at shoving nearly the entire packet in his mouth at one time).<br />
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My boys absolutely LOVED Deer Creek Acres. There was dirt and rocks and lots of sticks. All 3 of them seemed completely in their element. Of course, as most of my stories go, we couldn't have stayed safe the entire time we were there. I had been a smart mom, and told the boys that they could ride down the driveway as long as they didn't go past the end of it. This wouldn't have been a big issue, but I had forgotten that while Connor is a pretty excellent bike rider, he sometimes forgets to use his brakes. This and the fact that the driveway is fairly steep was a recipe for disaster, as I realized when I heard Connor yelling "I shouldn't have done this!!!" coupled by his little 16" bike wheels rattling rather loudly as he zoomed down the dirt hill. Before I could yell out to use his brakes, he hit a large stone that jutted his handle bars quickly to the right and threw him hard to the ground. He ended up being ok, with a whole lot of scrapes and gashes to tell of his ride. I am SO thankful that he was wearing a helmet (they always do, but sometimes you just never know if they'll follow through with what you tell them to), as I think it would have been a whole lot worse. Isn't his little face just so pitiful?! (and as with most boys, he's pretty proud of all of his war wounds now)<br />
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I was terrible at picture taking while I was down there. I have come to realize that taking pictures with three kids, one of whom is two, is just not at the top of the priority (and most of the time is unfeasible, as I am almost always attending to someone's need or very much likely to be chasing Tyler). Perhaps I will reach a point when I can carry an SLR with ease, but for now, it's just not the case. I did snap a few pictures before we left for the pool today. I love that even though we don't get to see our Little Rock friends that often, we pick up right where we left off, as if time had stood still that entire time apart.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19315508741" title="deercreekacres(2)_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="deercreekacres(2)_adollopofmylife" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/340/19315508741_9339fe1557_z.jpg" width="457" /></a></div>
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I think we're done with traveling for the summer. The boys and I both love seeing friends and family, but time on the road is rough for us all, and staying home will do us all good as we try to soak in these summer days. Although, when we were almost back to NWA today, Brayden said we should just keep driving to Baton Rouge since it was only another 6 hours away. We may need to start working on directions a little with him. ;) Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-36002663271358576452015-06-24T22:19:00.000-05:002015-06-24T22:19:00.796-05:00The Start of Summer: Cousin Camp and Beyond.Apparently I took an unintentional summer break from blogging- ha! This summer is flying by, and we are having the best time, but I'd be lying if I didn't tell you that by the time we get all 3 boys in bed, I'm about as pooped as they come and can barely keep my eyes open, much less type understandable blog posts. Regardless of the exhaustion, this may be my favorite summer yet, as the older boys are able to really enjoy all of the activities and are able to contribute opinions on what we should do. I do miss having babies, but this stage has its perks.<br />
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<a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2014/06/trip-to-louisiana.html" target="_blank">Last summer my sister and I decided to weather long drives</a> and meet up in Baton Rouge at my parents so that we could see each other and so that our kids could spend an extended amount of time together. It worked out so well last year that we did it again this year. Dare I say that we might have just started a little tradition? And thankfully, this year didn't include any tragic events like <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2014/06/that-time-my-kids-put-holes-in-my-moms.html" target="_blank">holes in sheet rock</a>.<br />
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The kids LOVE spending time together with their cousins. This year my mom decided to get Pinterest on board and had a daily craft or activity for everyone to participate in, and then had a slew of outdoor activities that included a slip and slide, one of my boys favorite things right now.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18514045053" title="cousincamp2015bubbles by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="cousincamp2015bubbles" height="427" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/4/3877/18514045053_31da3f5bf7_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
bubble night was a hit!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19134687115" title="connorjumping_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="connorjumping_adollopofmylife" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/292/19134687115_e28fd0c33e_z.jpg" width="427" /></a><br />
as were the sprinklers<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18513995203" title="tylersprinkler_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="tylersprinkler_adollopofmylife" height="457" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/521/18513995203_c14978276d_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19138054321" title="tylerpaul_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="tylerpaul_adollopofmylife" height="427" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/337/19138054321_2fe2227c99_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18514051343" title="cousincamp2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="cousincamp2015" height="457" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/348/18514051343_1b8986b679_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
about as good as you can get with 5 kids under the age of 6. ha!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18947053248" title="cousincamp2015outtake2 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="cousincamp2015outtake2" height="427" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/474/18947053248_9dfaae8151_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
see what I mean? :)<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19108765386" title="gigiandpoppamovienight_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="gigiandpoppamovienight_adollopofmylife" height="457" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/324/19108765386_9f900d6a10_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
my parents had wanted to take the bigs to the movie theater, but there wasn't anything kid friendly out at the time. So they did a movie night at home, complete with a candy buffet ala Poppa D. <br />
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We also got to see my Great Uncle Mike and Aunt Rina while we were in town, as well as my Grandma (and the kids Great Grandma). Trying to get the kids all in one picture is like herding feral cats. <br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18656654781" title="Uncle Mike & Aunt Rina's first selfie! by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Uncle Mike & Aunt Rina's first selfie!" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/429/18656654781_002066cd75_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Uncle Mike and Aunt Rina's first selfie. They do it well, don't they?<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18032758984" title="Herding feral cats aka herding 5 great grands to get a picture with great grandma. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Herding feral cats aka herding 5 great grands to get a picture with great grandma. #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/366/18032758984_b01c1109c0_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
And my Grandma with two of her grands and all of her great-grands. Isn't she the cutest with her blinged out hat? I love that my kids have gotten to know her. The boys regularly comment about how they love their Great Grandma Laura. <br />
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In other summer news, we've started a variety of clubs and lessons (I've learned we all do better if we can get out of the house at least once a day). This was the boys at their first tennis lessons:<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18244856620" title="Summer is for fun lessons! This morning we had swim lessons, and this afternoon we have tennis lessons. Hoping they take after their daddy in tennis skills- momma is not that great with a raquet ;) #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Summer is for fun lessons! This morning we had swim lessons, and this afternoon we have tennis lessons. Hoping they take after their daddy in tennis skills- momma is not that great with a raquet ;) #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8757/18244856620_4392e328d4_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
We've celebrated important occasions, like National Donut day and National Flip Flop day (forgot to take a pic of us eating our free smoothies on National Flip Flop day).<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18493371045" title="Summer bucket list: National donut day. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Summer bucket list: National donut day. #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/477/18493371045_4fd42a7946_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18817759110" title="Such a fun day with these sweetie boys. Summer gets more fun each year! #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Such a fun day with these sweetie boys. Summer gets more fun each year! #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/416/18817759110_05c3a7f61b_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
We visited our local aquatic center. Last year Brayden started the season here around 42". This year he's hitting a little over 47. Crazy how fast they grow!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19014863582" title="Happy Fathers Day to my main man... there's nobody else I'd rather raise 3 little men with than Drew. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Happy Fathers Day to my main man... there's nobody else I'd rather raise 3 little men with than Drew. #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/477/19014863582_a82c4b98df_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Celebrated Fathers Day for the best dad in the world!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/19097974115" title="Went to go tell the boy it was time to leave for soccer... found him sacked out. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Went to go tell the boy it was time to leave for soccer... found him sacked out. #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c4.staticflickr.com/4/3929/19097974115_cd303dce2b_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
And sometimes have been too worn out to make it till soccer practice ;)<br />
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I'm hoping and praying that I blog a little more regularly than once every three weeks this summer. But if you don't see me around as much, don't worry. It just means that I'm out having too much fun with my boys.Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-65529626732708513612015-06-02T20:43:00.000-05:002015-06-02T20:43:35.212-05:00Kindergarten's Over, and Summer is HERE!I have had a lump in my throat the past week as we have had a continued stream of school things being returned home for the inevitable close of the school year. This has been such a great year for so many reasons (some bloggable, some not) and with its close comes a set of varying emotions.<br />
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It has been mentioned before, but worth noting again, we received the best Kinder teacher EVER this year. I firmly believe that she was an answer to so many of our prayers. As the year played out, there was no doubt in my mind that she was who both Brayden and I needed during this year of such grand transitions. In many ways, I was a blind leader to my son, as I have very limited experience with traditional school settings (I was homeschool thru 9th grade, then went to a small private school to finish out high school). I went into the school year timid, not knowing what to expect (The internet is full of nasty things regarding the public school system. Let me be the first to say that most of the things that float around on the internet about public school have not been true for us. I could write an entire post about this, but for now, we'll leave it at that). The year has ended with me having very strong, positive feelings about our school, and particularly our teachers (especially our very own homeroom teacher!).<br />
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Brayden has grown so much this year. He went into school excited, and with a clean slate for learning. He is leaving with a great amount of confidence, reading on his own, surrounded by friends and recognized for leadership. I am so proud of all the ways he has grown this year.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18385578342" title="braydenslastdayofK by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenslastdayofK" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8802/18385578342_263b9cd6f3_z.jpg" width="427" /></a></div>
<i>(I can't help but giggle at this picture. He requested a "serious" picture after I was through taking the smiling ones. I agreed to it, so he casually set his bag down (out of range from the camera), went over and struck this pose, holding it until I told him I had taken enough. This age is my favorite!)</i><br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17781194004" title="20150602_145957 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="20150602_145957" height="480" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/526/17781194004_5650b81143_z.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
(the lady at the yogurt shop totally photobombed us... apparently that's our new trend ;) )<br />
So here we are! At summers doorstep with weeks of sunshine and outdoor play at our finger tips. We've already drummed up a summer bucket list, which mostly involves water activities and eating cold treats, although Brayden did add "reeding" to the end of the list, so at least some of the academic loves that were instilled by Mrs. M this school year should stick ;)<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18371544536" title="braydenslastdayofschool by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenslastdayofschool" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/493/18371544536_dec310229d_z.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
(this is Brayden running out of the building for the last time as a Kindergartner. I have loved being able to pick him up every day from school and see him sprint thru the car line to our van. So blessed to be his momma!)<br />
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Hooray for SUMMER!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-32185542405754912552015-05-28T20:15:00.000-05:002015-05-28T20:15:16.880-05:00Last Day of (Pre)School.Today was Connor and Tyler's last day of MDO for the year.<br />
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Not gonna lie... I think we were all sad. I think the reason I am sad was obvious... these two days a week are my sanity days; days where I can get things done without having to corral little people and where I can sit uninterrupted with a friend over a warm lunch (I say warm, because there are many times that my food is cold or has to be reheated several times before I am able to complete it). I'm not complaining about my everyday life, because I LOVE being a mom. I just think that I am a <i>BETTER </i>mom because of the two days my littles are in preschool. As for them? They absolutely LOVE school. Since Connor has a late birthday, he'll be in preschool one more year before going to Kindergarten (I'm not sad about that one bit). He, however, has been super sad that a lot of his friends are moving on to Kinder, and super sad that he won't see his school friends regularly. And considering Tyler sits at the door and cries from the time Brayden leaves for school until it is time for him to go to MDO, I'd say he's going to miss school too.<br />
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I snapped a few pictures this morning of the boys before we left... I cannot believe how much both of them have grown! Makes me super sad and super proud all in one.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18177087846" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_2 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_2" height="640" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7777/18177087846_0927a63944_z.jpg" width="457" /></a></div>
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18015699198" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_3 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_3" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7768/18015699198_01daaa2c02_z.jpg" width="213" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18199924522" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_4 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_4" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7732/18199924522_799b5433bc_z.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18205251421" title="First day/last day of pre-k3. At 4.5yrs old, he wants to grow up and be a "professional trash collector" #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="First day/last day of pre-k3. At 4.5yrs old, he wants to grow up and be a "professional trash collector" #mboys2015" height="400" src="https://c4.staticflickr.com/8/7767/18205251421_3f3b07bb57_z.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
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He has lost his last "baby" looks and looks like a school boy now. He told me the other day that he wants to be a professional garbage collector ;)</div>
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17582906673" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_11 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_11" height="640" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7767/17582906673_04da66da4c_z.jpg" width="457" /></a></div>
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18017233709" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_22 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_22" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7749/18017233709_932cfa170a_z.jpg" width="213" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/18176931936" title="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_26 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="lastdayofpreschool_adollopofmylife_26" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7745/18176931936_76eaa488f6_z.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>
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(he's crazy, y'all.)</div>
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17581518644" title="First dat/last day MDO 2015. I don't know what he wants to be when he grows up,but right now he's crazy, loves to pretend he's a monster and is in trouble for not looking like a baby anymore. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="First dat/last day MDO 2015. I don't know what he wants to be when he grows up,but right now he's crazy, loves to pretend he's a monster and is in trouble for not looking like a baby anymore. #mboys2015" height="400" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8897/17581518644_1dbd48cce3_z.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
this (not so) little love went to school in the fall looking like a baby, and ended in the spring looking like a full blown toddler. He's in trouble for that, by the way. <br />
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So I guess it's officially summer for 2/3rds of our crew. So far, Connor's summer bucket list includes eating popcicles and going swimming. Praying it stops raining so we can enjoy both. Have a great weekend!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-42268805546986809242015-05-26T21:35:00.000-05:002015-05-26T21:35:28.881-05:00The End of the Kindergarten Year.My fingers and mind cannot believe I just typed that we are coming to a close of the Kindergarten year. This year has flown by, and although in years past I have always felt that the year was filled with lots of change, somehow as summer dawns on us for 2015, I find that this has been the biggest year of change for Brayden. In pictures alone this is evident, but his demeanor, his intellect and most definitely his physical size have all changed SO much. It has been bitter sweet for me seeing him spread his wings even farther this year. Parenting is such a yin yang of emotions. I have also found myself extremely sad to be saying good-bye to what has to be one of the best Kindergarten teachers in NWA. Mrs. M has held my hand just as much as Braydens this year, and set the bar high for all school teachers that come after her in our boys journey of learning. The Lord knew exactly who both Brayden and I needed to make this year a sweet one. She has been patient with Brayden as he has transitioned from being with me to being independent, and helped encourage him to use his leadership abilities both in the classroom and in the school.<br />
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Last week Brayden had his end of year Kindergarten celebration program. It was ADORABLE. They themed it to the 50s, so all the little six and seven year olds were decked out in rolled pants, white shirts and the girls were sporting poodle skirts. ADORABLE. <br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17522375803" title="braydenKgraduation_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenKgraduation_adollopofmylife" height="427" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7767/17522375803_7205d8a2ff_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Tyler stayed with a sitter during graduation because our test run at Connor's graduation ended up as a big fat fail. ;)<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17955077528" title="braydenandunclepaul_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenandunclepaul_adollopofmylife" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8842/17955077528_479c7f74cb_z.jpg" width="457" /></a><br />
We had a special visitor come to the performance. He loves his Uncle Paul!<br />
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Towards the end of the program they showed a slideshow of the year. As if that wasn't a tear jerker enough, they also played the song <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jb1kyOeFHLk" target="_blank">"Let Them Be Little" by Lonestar</a>. Oh my word. I've linked the song, but be prepared with some Kleenex. Also: I am letting him be little as much as possible, but HOW COME HE LOOKS LIKE A TEENAGER??!!!??</center>
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They had field day last week. I was homeschooled during my elementary years, and found myself a little jealous of all of the field day fun. Brayden had a BLAST, despite the FRIGID temps. What a great way to end the year! (please note: he dressed himself for field day. I have to just let some things go).<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17900341848" title="Moment of silence for the (voluntary) loss of the frat boy swoop. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Moment of silence for the (voluntary) loss of the frat boy swoop. #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8822/17900341848_6b28ebaa68_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
We still have a couple of days left of school, but we are counting them down and ready for summer, complete with a new 'do (another tear jerker for momma, who was in love with his little swoop he had going on. He's assured me he can grow it out again ;) Although, he does make him look a little younger I think ). We're ready for the sun and swimming, and ready to be an official FIRST GRADER!!!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-32702098402289721222015-05-18T20:35:00.005-05:002015-05-18T20:35:57.005-05:00End of the Year Whirlwind.Earlier this year I had bemoaned the business of our schedule. Past Lindsey is laughing at herself, because had I known then what I know now, I would have thought that a walk in the park.<br />
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I now know why Jen Hatmaker writes blog posts about the end of the school year and it goes viral. Have mercy, the end of the school year is like trying to drink from a fire hydrant. What was once a gentle saunter on the path of the school year has turned into a full on gallop to the end, and I feel like it's all we can do to hold on and stay afloat amidst the various programs, end of year activities and papers....<br />
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Thus the absence of my blogging. <br />
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In addition to the end of school activities that have had us in a flurry, we've also completed spring soccer (which hasn't been my favorite thing this year thanks to the schedule being constantly updated and pushed into summer due to winter weather and a stormy spring).<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17653258480" title="connorgraduation2015_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="connorgraduation2015_adollopofmylife" height="400" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8771/17653258480_370ce83ba2_z.jpg" width="285" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17837944132" title="connorgraduation2015_adollopofmylife_1 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="connorgraduation2015_adollopofmylife_1" height="400" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7663/17837944132_e65a9427d0_z.jpg" width="285" /></a><br />
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We had Connor's end of the year program for his MDO. I can't believe he only has one more year left of MDO before he goes to school too (He can believe it though, and is quite sad that some of his friends will be starting Kindergarten without him).<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/16792440253" title="On a hot chicken nugget date with Connor the ninja (he kindly shared his shark hat with me so i could have a balloon too). I asked him how I could be a better mommy and he replied "just be my mommy and cook me ice cream. For dinner." #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="On a hot chicken nugget date with Connor the ninja (he kindly shared his shark hat with me so i could have a balloon too). I asked him how I could be a better mommy and he replied "just be my mommy and cook me ice cream. For dinner." #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7779/16792440253_5d9d0a9aea_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
I've gotten to go on a date with a ninja and lived to tell about it ;)<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17441320671" title="The bigs with our cousin, Hannah, and one of our favorite babysitters, Rachel (who they refer to as "our other favorite cousin"). These two girls have very special places in these little boy hearts (and in mine). We love you Hannah and Rachel! #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="The bigs with our cousin, Hannah, and one of our favorite babysitters, Rachel (who they refer to as "our other favorite cousin"). These two girls have very special places in these little boy hearts (and in mine). We love you Hannah and Rachel! #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7703/17441320671_5a404a4a93_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
We had the opportunity to attend my cousin and one of our favorite babysitters high school graduation. The boys did relatively well through the ceremony. I did well till the slide show, and I realized that all of those mommas with graduating babies probably felt like their baby had just completed Kindergarten. The days are long but the years are SO SO short.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/16910087123" title="I finally braved the hair salon again (we had a traumatic for mommy experience in March that left me unsure if I'd ever let anyone else touch his hair)... he looks so grown up! (And finally has a decent hair cut!) #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="I finally braved the hair salon again (we had a traumatic for mommy experience in March that left me unsure if I'd ever let anyone else touch his hair)... he looks so grown up! (And finally has a decent hair cut!) #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8889/16910087123_e2ebb62b46_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Tyler got his hair cut after I finally mustered up the courage to try it again (he had a horrid hair cut a few months ago that left me scarred. Thankfully this stylist did exactly what I wanted, though she had to go a bit shorter due to having to fix some of the issues caused by the last chop job).<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17742234935" title="Crawfish, chips and soda pop. The boy. Is. Happy. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Crawfish, chips and soda pop. The boy. Is. Happy. #mboys2015" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7768/17742234935_f13006e42c_z.jpg" width="320" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17753998791" title="Connor boy flying a kite today. He was in his element. #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Connor boy flying a kite today. He was in his element. #mboys2015" height="320" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/6/5329/17753998791_2d5c20313d_z.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />
Our neighbors invited us to a crawfish boil they attend every year. My boys had the absolutely time of their lives there, eating crawfish, sipping soda, flying kites and digging in sand. SO SO fun.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17543863488" title="So far this morning the bad guys have been defeated by the arsenal of Nerf guns, and now we've moved onto Samurai sword fighting. I cannot tell you how much I enjoy being a boy mom. #boymom #mboys2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="So far this morning the bad guys have been defeated by the arsenal of Nerf guns, and now we've moved onto Samurai sword fighting. I cannot tell you how much I enjoy being a boy mom. #boymom #mboys2015" height="640" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8866/17543863488_36ec9c88aa_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
We're finally completed BSF year three, so the only thing left is for school to let out and the weather to warm up so these ninja boys can jump in the pool and enjoy their summer break!Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-10724813662290255572015-05-07T12:30:00.000-05:002015-05-07T12:31:10.026-05:00Family Beach Pictures.It goes without saying that life rarely happens the way we imagine it will go. Family beach pictures are no exception.<br />
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I'm not quite sure why I had it in my head that things would go smoothly; smooth and two year old toddler are not in a symbiotic relationship. Nevertheless, we tried. And we ended up getting a thousand or so pictures like this:<br />
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By this point Drew was really happy about how things were going. Thrilled I tell you.<br />
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I thought we'd try again later on in the week with just the boys. I was desperate for a picture of all three of them. Clearly we nailed it.<br />
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Tyler refused to sit still. REFUSED.<br />
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Brayden was trying force to get Connor to smile. <br />
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nailed it. <br />
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Forget Chinese water torture. Just ask kids to sit for beach pictures. It's apparently the same thing. <br />
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We did happen to get one semi-decent family picture, of which I am thankful. And the individuals of the boys came out ADORABLE. You can bet your bottom dollar that I will be blowing these up and hanging them on our walls (somewhere... not sure where as I am finally running out of wall room!)<br />
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The only picture we captured of all 5 of us looking at the camera. Out of over 300 pictures. <br />
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(To read my recap post, click <a href="http://www.adollopofmylife.com/2015/05/family-beach-trip-2015.html">HERE</a>)Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-56225701221631544212015-05-06T21:23:00.000-05:002015-05-06T21:23:21.542-05:00Family Beach Trip 2015.<center>
Several months ago, Drew and I decided that we were ready to take our first real family vacation. When we were trying to chose what to do, the beach always came to the top. Both of our older boys had been asking about when they could see the ocean, and I had several friends who had recommended a beach trip as a great family trip. We decided we'd ask my mom to come along for the ride, both to share the memories and to help out with the child to adult ratio (a 1:1 ratio is a lot less daunting than 2:3, especially with drowning hazards present). My mom agreed and we booked and waited for the day.<br />
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6 months of waiting is a long time for a 6 and 4 year old. The boys did so well with anticipation, which made it even more fun. As a fun added surprise bonus, the vacation that was only supposed to be our family and my mom ended up being us, my mom and my two youngest siblings (my oldest younger sister and her family, along with my dad, weren't able to make the trip). It was so much fun spending time with everyone and watching the boys experience the beach for the first time.<br />
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My sister, her husband & my brother went down to the beach with the boys on the first night we got there, so I only have phone pics of their very first sightings. We watched from the balcony and it was like watching puppies experience the joys of a dog park for the first time; Connor almost immediately face planted himself into the sand and rolled around.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17083945287" title="Best photo bomb ever award goes to random couple walking on the beach. #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Best photo bomb ever award goes to random couple walking on the beach. #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7661/17083945287_ebbc1079de_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
The people in the background photobombed our picture and we got the biggest kick out of it. So funny!<br />
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I brought Tyler down a bit later and his reaction was PRICELESS. He stood where the surf met the sand and said "getchoo!!!" (get you). Unfortunately the waves did get him on that first night, so he was a bit more timid around the surf the rest of the week (which was actually a blessing, since he tends to have no fear of anything)<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17103659618" title="This is exactly how I feel about the ocean too, Tyler. #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="This is exactly how I feel about the ocean too, Tyler. #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7660/17103659618_08cb8f4fc0_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Isn't this just the best ever?! I think adults forget to find the joy in the little things like sea water splashing into sand. <br />
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The week was mostly spent seaside, enjoying the sand and the waves. I keep telling people that the beach is the perfect vacation spot for little boys: they could dig holes, splash and shoot water, swim and run and jump and scream without anyone telling them to stop. Brayden, my child who is least likely to sit still for longer periods of time, sat still for over an hour making a drip castle!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/16671212963" title=""I just love the sea so much." -Connor Andrew. #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt=""I just love the sea so much." -Connor Andrew. #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8727/16671212963_68dfa373d8_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Connor came over to my mom at one point on our first day out and said "I just love the sea!" <br />
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Brayden says his favorite thing about the beach was boogie boarding. He got quite good at it while we were there. <br />
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Drew and Jacob (and my sister, who threw her back out before this picture was taken) spent a good portion of one morning digging a ginormous hole. The boys had fun playing in it for the rest of the week.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17370869916" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_9 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_9" height="400" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7785/17370869916_cf55fda741_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17210637059" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_6 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_6" height="400" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8716/17210637059_93c0a5994d_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
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Tyler liked to dump out his snacks and then watch the seagulls come and eat it.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17370841586" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_25 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_25" height="427" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8699/17370841586_266bf7a222_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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Brayden and Connor buried Drew the last day we were there.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17209024258" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_26 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_26" height="400" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8752/17209024258_7f9d0d6ca1_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17396447931" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_27 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_27" height="400" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7785/17396447931_a0da53fb5f_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17394867852" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_2 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_2" height="427" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7712/17394867852_6b702bafa3_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17370882516" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife" height="427" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8709/17370882516_2c6fb91ca1_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17314943242" title="I'm not sure what's better: the boys drip castle or Connor's tinted goggles he wore all day on the beach. #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="I'm not sure what's better: the boys drip castle or Connor's tinted goggles he wore all day on the beach. #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7786/17314943242_ed89c2ced2_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Brayden's prized drip castle. He got pretty good at them by the end of the week!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17087524057" title=""Heeyyyyy birdie! Heeeeeyyyy! comere (come here)!!!!" -Tyler Paul #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt=""Heeyyyyy birdie! Heeeeeyyyy! comere (come here)!!!!" -Tyler Paul #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8732/17087524057_730258315d_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Tyler was obsessed with the birds. If he saw them he'd say "heeeeyyy birdie! Cmhere birdie!!!" <br />
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Family pictures turned out to be a big mess. Tyler is just not cooperative right now, and doesn't want to sit still. So almost every picture someone is making a weird, frustrated face. We did manage to get one halfway decent pic of the family, and I got some cute individual ones of the boys. It made me grateful that I didn't spend money on a profession photographer while we were there. I would've been sick had I spent a ton of money only to end up getting pics of just the boys (I can do that myself).<br />
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One of the days we were there we spent the morning at the Track in Gulf Shores. I had found a coupon code several months ago that got us 50% off ride credits, so I stocked up and purchased enough for the boys to ride all of the kiddy rides. The great part of going during the morning during off season is that we had the entire park to ourselves. The kids didn't have to wait and it was a perfect temperature.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17370853516" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_17 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_17" height="427" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7661/17370853516_4370e35ccd_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17396829255" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_18 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_18" height="427" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8746/17396829255_c42f41e27f_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17210596109" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_19 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_19" height="427" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8693/17210596109_501e1e73bd_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
They were SO focused and proud to be driving their very own karts. Drew and I also took them on the big three story wooden track. At one point Connor looked over at me and said "this is AMAZING!"<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17396827505" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_20 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_20" height="400" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7682/17396827505_f07e8b0f90_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/16776545123" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_24 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_24" height="400" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5462/16776545123_5bc4ba8a34_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
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Ty couldn't ride some of the rides in the kiddie land, which was really hard for him to watch as his brothers rode. He did get to ride the swing and the "choo choo". He LOVED the train, and rode it about 3 times. <br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17396470611" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_14 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_14" height="400" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8743/17396470611_180123ece0_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/16776559233" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_15 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_15" height="400" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7776/16776559233_92b58c5bbe_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
We also took a little trip to a local ice cream shop called "Scoops." The ice cream was a bit overpriced for what we got, but it was still a fun memory to make with the boys.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17189356807" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_29 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_29" height="427" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5460/17189356807_48b71622b1_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17160190798" title="Missing the wind, waves and sand. You were good to us, Orange Beach. #adollopofvacation2015 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="Missing the wind, waves and sand. You were good to us, Orange Beach. #adollopofvacation2015" height="640" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8796/17160190798_d32a3fa7bb_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
Wishing, hoping and praying that this becomes somewhat of a tradition for our family. It was such a fun time to refresh and enjoy memories with the boys (and with my family as an added bonus!)<br />
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I'll post our more formal beach pictures tomorrow, but for now, you can enjoy this outtake, which looks like the other 280 other family pictures we took. It's such an accurate representation of our lives right now though. Life with littles is never dull, that's for certain.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17371149176" title="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_30 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="orangebeachvacation2015_adollopofmylife_30" height="640" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8828/17371149176_37da52d1d1_z.jpg" width="427" /></a><br />
(for the record, this is completely candid. I have no idea what Drew and I were doing, which is fairly accurate for us these days ;) )<br />
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Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6795254963419521676.post-19661723678858893372015-04-20T21:15:00.002-05:002015-04-20T21:15:46.474-05:00Good Weather and Birthday Shenanigans.I feel like I'm having an out of body experience, as this is the third post in a row where I am actually blogging within an acceptable time frame post-events. AND the post has pictures from the big girl camera, which seems like a rarity these days. It's like you're getting a double bonus and you didn't even ask for it ;)<br />
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The weather this past weekend was iffy on the forecast, but we were given glimpses into perfection, of which we took full advantage of. Drew's mom came up for a short visit on Friday, and the boys thoroughly enjoyed showing their Mamaw around some of the local trails. The weather was absolutely gorgeous while we were out. 15 minutes after we pulled into the driveway, the worst hail storm I had seen since we've lived in our new home swept through the area and about gave me a heart attack that we were going to have to replace our roof. Although, given the choice between hail and tornadoes, I'll pick hail.<br />
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Tyler was clearly excited about picture taking.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17218573905" title="springweekend4 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="springweekend4" height="427" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5452/17218573905_f76d951d68_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
we decided after this was taken that candid will have to be what we go to with Ty. <br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17031071780" title="ragweed_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="ragweed_adollopofmylife" height="427" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5448/17031071780_cd991a850a_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
the ragweed is blooming. It's pretty, and does a pretty number on all of our allergies.<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17011160927" title="springweekend2 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="springweekend2" height="400" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7633/17011160927_50095626a9_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17192635516" title="springweekend3 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="springweekend3" height="400" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5454/17192635516_7083a591e1_z.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
the boys were ALL OVER THE PLACE at the park we went to. And we realized that us avoiding the fights with Tyler and allowing him to wear flip flops to the trails was not our best parenting decision.<br />
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might be my new favorite picture. <br />
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Saturday we were supposed to have soccer, but that got canceled, so the boys spent most of the morning playing games and coloring with Drew's mom while Drew and I got things ready for Brayden's birthday party. It was a semi-lazy morning, which was an unexpected blessing given the fact that our schedule this month hasn't allowed for much laziness. Drew's dad came up for the day too, so the boys were pretty spoiled with lots of attention.<br />
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Saturday afternoon we celebrated Brayden's birthday with a few of his closest friends. Brayden was insistent it was a BOYS ONLY party, so we kept it simple and small. We had originally planned to have an indoor swimming party, but I didn't like our chances of having a swimming party rained out (they close it during thunderstorms even though it is indoors), so we switched plans at the last minute and had the party at a local place that's similar to Chuck-E-Cheese. Brayden loved it, the boys all had fun and everyone went home wiped out. It was a good day for celebrating six years of this boy!<br />
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17218599145" title="braydenturns6_adollopofmylife_1 by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenturns6_adollopofmylife_1" height="640" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8759/17218599145_79a2c11574_z.jpg" width="427" /></a><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/41842288@N00/17218044921" title="braydenturns6_adollopofmylife by linds_march, on Flickr"><img alt="braydenturns6_adollopofmylife" height="640" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7703/17218044921_982654da00_z.jpg" width="427" /></a><br />
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We're back off to a busy start to the week. I finished my last day of volunteer work at Brayden's school today. It is surreal to me that we are about to wrap up our first year of Elementary school and usher in summer. Here's to hoping Spring spreads just a little farther for all of us....Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739426687533738884noreply@blogger.com