Thursday, May 21, 2015

When we moved to Texas Maddox could not speak. He hummed. We were referred to a speech therapy clinic. By some stroke of luck Maddox was assigned to Felinda. Our sweet Ms. Felinda. She gave Maddox a voice. I feared the worst with Maddox. He had always been a sad baby, but as he grew I kept waiting & waiting for his happy self to emerge. After a few weeks with Ms. Felinda I met my happy Maddox. She gave me my son. & Then Presley had a hard time too. So we waited & waited to get Presley into any openings Felinda had. & again Presley hit a stride with Felinda & her speech took off. When Maddox was a toddler he would wake at night crying for his beloved Ms. Felinda. She has been a friend & a confidant. I have cried in her office & she has shared good news about her own sons as they left the nest. She is simply amazing. When we figured out we would be moving, she was the first thing to pop into my head. It is safe to say that we will all be leaving a bit of our hearts in Texas with Ms. Felinda. She has blessed us! 

Presley's fake smile is a winner. 
The sweet Ms. Christine at the front desk gives the kids something now & again. This time it was T-shirts. & Maddox was so excited to get a "free shirt." We had to model them. 


Tuesday, May 19, 2015

The children's school is one of the best in the nation. I love all the activities the school does. Each grade has a theme project. One year it was Egyptian, next pioneers, another the economics fair. 4th graders do a wax museum of famous Texans.  Tre pulled George W. Bush. If you know Rod you know that next to President Reagan, Bush is a favorite. The kicker to this assignment is that the 4th graders had to memorize their reports & present them to parents & teachers & the other children in the school. Tre did great. The babies were in tow& were so pleased to see big brother! They were snuggling on him & hugging him. He could barely present. It was a proud momma moment. We have lots of friends from church in 4th grade, so we made sure to walk around & visit them. They all worked so hard & looked so great! Im going to miss this school a lot.
My favorite part of T's speech was this quote...

"So, I'm lying on the couch and Laura walks in and I say, 'Free at last,' and she says 'You're free all right, you're free to do the dishes.' So I say, 'You're talking to the former president, baby,' and she said, 'consider this your new domestic policy agenda."
That Laura. She is a riot! 


Wednesday, May 13, 2015

 We celebrate mothers day on Saturdays here. Sundays mean dressing 5 babies for church & trying to convince the little ones that they want to sit still for an hour & that they don't need to treat the sacrament like a carb loading meal. one piece cooper! one piece!  Saturday I slept till 8:17am. & If you ask my children you would know that sleeping in past 5am is the greatest gift I can ever receive. Its the only thing I ask for on my birthday & mothers day. Sleep is gold to me. the second thing I request for mothers day is to not make beds. I make 6 beds every single morning. & I loathe it, but I cannot do anything with my day until all the beds are made. So the children made their own beds & Rod went & did "touch ups." (aka: makes them the right way)  Cooper has been testing the waters of power struggles. He used to love going to the gym. He liked playing with his buddies from nursery who go when we go, but now he screams like he is being murdered when we drive up to the Y. I had not been able to get in my morning runs for 2 weeks & it was really bothersome to me. So after beds were made Rod let me scoot out the door & go for a lovely 8 mile run sans littles. (I may have spent 27 dollars yesterday on things from the toy isle in an effort to convince Cooper he did want to play at the gym. It worked. who knows about today though.) I like simple mothers days. Don't buy me flowers or candies or store bought cards. I want hand drawn art from school, a nap. I want to see my babies sing with the primary & I want to know I'm doing an okay job. It was a lovely mothers day. I felt treasured. I also felt grateful. Grateful for My own mother. She is such a blessing to me, to Rod & to my children. She loves us with a selfless heart. She sacrifices so much to be supportive & helpful & to show us we are loved. We recently left the children with my mother for 4 days to go house hunting in our new city in Nevada. Yup. Nevada. She had already spent a month helping my Brother & sister in law with their sweet baby girls....and after not being home for 5 weeks she came straight  to our house to help us. I was so worried she would be warn out & just needing to be back with my father, but she was adamant she was up to the task. She never once sounded down or overwhelmed. She sounded pleased as a peach. She sounded like she was so happy to  e caring for the 5 while we ran around looking at houses, academies, cars, and meeting up with treasured old friends. When we arrived home she & all 5 were happy & smiling. Now that is a strong woman. To give up months of her own time to her children & grandchildren. Not everyone is so lucky to have a mother who will do that for them. I do not take her for granted. not for one moment! She is treasured! Rod loves her & they are truly friends. He often speaks of his love for my parents & that makes my heart sing. I was able to speak to my mother in law who has been extremely ill for months, she is often alone & that weighs heavy on our hearts. Soon this residency roller coaster will be over & we will be able to see her more. She is another woman who sacrificed so much for her children. She worked & worked to provide for her family. She, like many mothers, including myself, felt as if she failed or wasn't enough, but I can attest that with the cards she was dealt she did all she could to be there for her 3 children. She has taught me a lot. Motherhood is such a sacred gift. I am often humbled by the honor it is to be a mother.

Now the awkward mothers day pictures that I don't truly love, but want to keep. I am certain these will increase in hilarity as time goes by. My children bring laughter into my life that's for sure.


Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Sometimes Saturday Jobs become long dance parties.
These type of pictures with their bad lighting & candidness are always my most treasured photographs of my family. I don't like  to alter them. I love their flaws and simpleness. Its real life. I love this real life in its current chaotic state.


Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Tre was selected for Battle of the Books again this year. I tell ya. He is just too much! He really outdid himself this year! I thought he was incredible last year! But this year he took on all kinds of leadership rolls at school! He keeps us busy with all his academic achievements. I still need to sneak into the main office at the school to take a picture of T next to the piece of art he made that is now framed in proudly hanging right near Ms. Jane's desk.  I was sweating to death by the end of the battle, not due to suspense. oh no! Due to a certain 2 year old who was 100% sure we needed to go to Target right then! He was on fire about it! I think his plan was just to leave me & Sissy behind & walk there on his own if I wasn't going to take him immediately. He kept making a run for the exit! I should be really really skinny chasing him as much as I do.

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