Hey my Chunky Monkey,
You are just the sweetest thing. I love your sweet breath. I love you kissable, chubby checks and neck. I love your giggles when I smooch you all over. I love your crazy babbling and how you kick, kick, kick and roll all over when you first wake up in the mornings and are full of energy. I love how excited you get to splash in the tub and pool. I love how your face lights up in a smile when someone smiles at you. I love how you love to grab everything.
You love to eat food. You prefer to try and eat actual food over pureed baby food, but you like most anything I give you. You make big messes when eating, so I've been letting you have at it in the baby pool outside and then giving you a bath in the pool afterwards. Much easier. :) You adore your sister, even though she hurts you sometimes. (Like the other day when she somehow managed to flip over the entire exasaucer with you in it.) You adore your Daddy. You just stare at him over the dinner table, and watch his every move with the biggest grin on your face, especially if he is talking to you... or dancing about like the silly, fun Daddy he is.
You are sweet and calm and mostly happy. Everyone comments on how patient and easy and laid back you are. You love to be carried in the Ergo, so if you do get fussy you are happy once I wear you, and you are getting too heavy for me to carry without it!
You are almost 8 months old and that makes me want to cry. You are growing up too fast. Please be my baby forever.
I love you sweet boy.
~Momma
Friday, June 6, 2014
Dear Quinn
My dearest Quinn,
You are such a joy to watch grow up. You love to sing everything. You memorize books after hearing them just a few times and love to retell the stories to us. You can even remember the author's names of some of your books and you know what the author does. (Today we went to Barnes and Noble on the Plaza and you asked for me to find you a book by Dr. Seuss.) You ask questions about what things are, what things say, what things do. You are curious, smart, and you pay attention to the world around you- although sometimes to are paying so much attention to all that's going on that you don't watch where you are going and run into people or things. :)
You are sweet. You take more initiative in showing affection. You pucker your lips out at me when you want a kiss. You sometimes say "I love you" first. You ask to snuggle with me in bed in the mornings. You say "but I will miss you!" if I go to the grocery store without you after Daddy gets home. You call me "Momma".
You seem to excel "academically" but you have not shown much interest in art- like drawing, painting, writing, etc. or with athletics- like throwing, kicking. You enjoy these things but your attention for them does not last long and these are not activities you ask to do. You always want to read, sing, dance, pretend, talk. You have started to want to ride your bike more. I got you a $3 bike with training wheels and a helmet that has been easier for you to ride then your trike.
You are still a little rough with your brother sometimes. You can be sneaky. You try to negotiate instead of just obeying- which is both amazing and frustrating. You have been fighting bed time every night and having more tantrums throughout the day. You get frustrated easily and scream... kind of like your Aunt Chrissy and me. Reminding you to stop, take a deep breath and "blow out the candles" has been helping.
Sometimes I can't believe you are just a toddler. You look so grown up with your long hair and sound so grown up with your long sentences. And at the same time, I can not believe you will be three in just under two months and starting preschool in the fall. It will be the beginning of your journey through school. I am sad and scared, not about preschool but of all that comes in the years of school to follow, and how this begins your transition from fully in my arms to completely on your own. It makes me want to hold you all the more closely and home school. :)
I love you dearly. You are my favorite girl. You are beautiful inside and out.
Love,
Momma
You are such a joy to watch grow up. You love to sing everything. You memorize books after hearing them just a few times and love to retell the stories to us. You can even remember the author's names of some of your books and you know what the author does. (Today we went to Barnes and Noble on the Plaza and you asked for me to find you a book by Dr. Seuss.) You ask questions about what things are, what things say, what things do. You are curious, smart, and you pay attention to the world around you- although sometimes to are paying so much attention to all that's going on that you don't watch where you are going and run into people or things. :)
You are sweet. You take more initiative in showing affection. You pucker your lips out at me when you want a kiss. You sometimes say "I love you" first. You ask to snuggle with me in bed in the mornings. You say "but I will miss you!" if I go to the grocery store without you after Daddy gets home. You call me "Momma".
You seem to excel "academically" but you have not shown much interest in art- like drawing, painting, writing, etc. or with athletics- like throwing, kicking. You enjoy these things but your attention for them does not last long and these are not activities you ask to do. You always want to read, sing, dance, pretend, talk. You have started to want to ride your bike more. I got you a $3 bike with training wheels and a helmet that has been easier for you to ride then your trike.
You are still a little rough with your brother sometimes. You can be sneaky. You try to negotiate instead of just obeying- which is both amazing and frustrating. You have been fighting bed time every night and having more tantrums throughout the day. You get frustrated easily and scream... kind of like your Aunt Chrissy and me. Reminding you to stop, take a deep breath and "blow out the candles" has been helping.
Sometimes I can't believe you are just a toddler. You look so grown up with your long hair and sound so grown up with your long sentences. And at the same time, I can not believe you will be three in just under two months and starting preschool in the fall. It will be the beginning of your journey through school. I am sad and scared, not about preschool but of all that comes in the years of school to follow, and how this begins your transition from fully in my arms to completely on your own. It makes me want to hold you all the more closely and home school. :)
I love you dearly. You are my favorite girl. You are beautiful inside and out.
Love,
Momma
May 2014
Quinn overheard me say to Jeff that I was frustrated abt something, and from the back seat of the
car came Quinn's little voice: "You can blow out the candles momma."
Wise words my sweet daughter, wise words. (When she's gets upset I have
her hold up her fingers and blow them out to calm down.)
"Look momma, this spells baby Sawyer's name: A-S-S." Rearranging the letters for Sawyer's initials from Aunt Chrissy (Guess it's time to get those up on the wall, in the correct order.)
Sawyer is now 20 lbs and Quinn is 24 lbs. :)
Me- "Hey Quinn, do you want to listen to the radio or to The Beatles?"
Q- "to The Bugs!"
Then after listening to her favorite Abbey Road song, Octopus's Garden, Q says "Octopus don't go in the garden, they go in the water! Worms go in the garden."
When Quinn took communion last week she said "thank you Jesus". I have no idea where she got that from but it was the sweetest thing.
Quinn has been loving playing hide and seek but she says "Okay, now count to 11."
Quinn was being so sweet on Mother's Day. "I want to hug you. Let me show you what we got for you for dinner. I went and got you dinner with daddy."
Sometimes she calls for me after her nap or in the mornings and then hides under her blankets. So I pretend not to know where she is and I ask all her stuffed animals where she is and then I put Sawyer on top of her to find her.
One day we were in the back yard and Quinn found a roly poly. She called it a beetle and wanted to smash it but I showed her how special this little creature was and what it could do and what it was called. We took turns holding him and making him roll up and letting him crawl in our hands.
"Look momma, this spells baby Sawyer's name: A-S-S." Rearranging the letters for Sawyer's initials from Aunt Chrissy (Guess it's time to get those up on the wall, in the correct order.)
Sawyer is now 20 lbs and Quinn is 24 lbs. :)
Me- "Hey Quinn, do you want to listen to the radio or to The Beatles?"
Q- "to The Bugs!"
Then after listening to her favorite Abbey Road song, Octopus's Garden, Q says "Octopus don't go in the garden, they go in the water! Worms go in the garden."
When Quinn took communion last week she said "thank you Jesus". I have no idea where she got that from but it was the sweetest thing.
Quinn has been loving playing hide and seek but she says "Okay, now count to 11."
Quinn was being so sweet on Mother's Day. "I want to hug you. Let me show you what we got for you for dinner. I went and got you dinner with daddy."
Sometimes she calls for me after her nap or in the mornings and then hides under her blankets. So I pretend not to know where she is and I ask all her stuffed animals where she is and then I put Sawyer on top of her to find her.
One day we were in the back yard and Quinn found a roly poly. She called it a beetle and wanted to smash it but I showed her how special this little creature was and what it could do and what it was called. We took turns holding him and making him roll up and letting him crawl in our hands.
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago...
Life is good. Especially when the baby sleeps well and Quinn eats well. My
heart is happy. I love summer, it's my favorite season. And almost all the good
things about summer were wrapped up into the last two days. Tuesday we went to the
zoo. We grilled veggie fajitas, and corn, and asparagus. Quinn played in the sandbox. We watered our garden. Yesterday we played in the pool and with bubbles. The only things
missing were Daddy (who was in OK) and the lake.
I love summer. I love hot and sweaty days. I love messy kids. I love Quinn running around in her underwear, getting sandy and then getting in the pool. I love watering the grass and the garden and getting soaking wet with her. I love drinking my morning coffee outside and listening to lawn mowers in the neighbors' yards. I love nice evenings with the smell of the citronella candle and a glass of wine. I love sunny days at the zoo with the smell of sunscreen and so much learning and exploration to be had. I love fresh fruits and veggies, raw and cool or on the grill, then wrapped up in a tortilla or eaten with greasy fingers. I love grilled veggies tossed in olive oil and salt and pepper- simple and so delicious. I love barbecues with friends. Pool parties with the kids. Nice walks and talks with Jeff, the kids, and the dogs. Picnics up on the small, private nook of the Nelson yard that we found, great for playing on the sculptures. I love the clothes I'm most comfortable in- T-shirts, cotton shorts, tank tops, and flip-flops. Even with the frustrations of my ever changing body in between sizes from the last three and a half years of pregnancy, post baby, nursing, and around again - at least I feel comfortable on most of my days home or out-and-about in this casual attire that fits and allows me to interact with my kids and their messiness.
Thank you God for summer, your creation, and all of our interactions with it.
I love summer. I love hot and sweaty days. I love messy kids. I love Quinn running around in her underwear, getting sandy and then getting in the pool. I love watering the grass and the garden and getting soaking wet with her. I love drinking my morning coffee outside and listening to lawn mowers in the neighbors' yards. I love nice evenings with the smell of the citronella candle and a glass of wine. I love sunny days at the zoo with the smell of sunscreen and so much learning and exploration to be had. I love fresh fruits and veggies, raw and cool or on the grill, then wrapped up in a tortilla or eaten with greasy fingers. I love grilled veggies tossed in olive oil and salt and pepper- simple and so delicious. I love barbecues with friends. Pool parties with the kids. Nice walks and talks with Jeff, the kids, and the dogs. Picnics up on the small, private nook of the Nelson yard that we found, great for playing on the sculptures. I love the clothes I'm most comfortable in- T-shirts, cotton shorts, tank tops, and flip-flops. Even with the frustrations of my ever changing body in between sizes from the last three and a half years of pregnancy, post baby, nursing, and around again - at least I feel comfortable on most of my days home or out-and-about in this casual attire that fits and allows me to interact with my kids and their messiness.
Thank you God for summer, your creation, and all of our interactions with it.
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