No soliciting

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This afternoon Matt & I took the girls to sell Aub’s dance fundraiser. As we walked down the street if a home had a “no soliciting” sign we would tell them “next house, no soliciting”. By the time we passed four or five “no soliciting” homes Mad finally blurted out “Why doesn’t nobody want to listen?”. I guess each time we said no soliciting, she heard “no listening”, and this little gal was appalled that people didn’t want to hear their sales pitch.

-Mad, 5 years old, September 2014IMG_2277.PNG

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The birthday dollar

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Celebrating my mother in law’s birthday tonight and watching her open a birthday gift Aub proudly put together for her on her own. As my MIL was finishing up looking at her gifts Aub reaches into her shirt…

Aub: “Wait there’s something else. I hear they have nice things at dollar tree.”

Me: “Did you just pull a dollar out of your bra?”

Maw-Maw Susie: “Are you wearing a bra?”

-Aub, NINE YEARS OLD, September 2014IMG_2202.PNG

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Dinner for 7

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We always make a point of eating dinner together as a family. It’s something that’s always been important to Matt & I. Both for our lil family & a well known statistic fact. Life is chaotic and busy and it’s a good opportunity for us to slow down and just be together. But now that our son is eighteen, he’s working more, and his social life is ever growing, the days of sitting down with all four of our lil monsters are fewer and farther between. Which is the part about this growing up business that makes it bitter sweet. Yet a reality we know to expect with all four of our monsters. Tonight was one of the nights that the seven of us, Maw-Maw, our 4 monsters, Matt, & I, were able to have dinner together. It’s really those little moments that make this mama happy. IMG_1097.PNG

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Aub & the Barbie doll house lamp

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The house has been nice and quiet. Little monsters are all in bed. Hubster is visiting our friends for a couple hours. Alarm is set. Just a mellow Friday night at home. I’m laying here pinning away on Pinterest when Aub bust through our bedroom door in a panic and dives in the bed next to me. Apparently a commercial had scared her on tv so she wanted to lay here with me. Then I felt something in her hand and used the light on my phone to see what it was. This silly girl had the lamp from her Barbie doll house. I’m not really sure what she thought she was going to do with this lamp, but she was holding on to it for dear life! After a while she was ready to go back up to her room, but had me walk out by they stair to watch her. As she was about to walk into her room I told her to try not to take anyone down with her Barbie lamp. She got a good giggle out of that. She may have been spooked, but she wasn’t going to go down without a fight!

-Aub, 9 years old, September 2014IMG_2115.JPG

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Okay!

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Bitty’s latest favorite word: “Okay!”

It’s her response to nearly everything these days. She still has very good manners for only two years old and always says please, thank you, yes ma’am, etc etc. But here lately it begins with a happy “okay!” and it’s incredibly cute!

“Bitty are you hungry?”
“Okay!”
“Wanna go bye bye?”
“Okay!”
“Need to go potty?”
“Okay!”
“Want to read this book again?”
“Okay!”

I like “okay” better than her previous favorite word: “Why?”

-Bitty, 2 years old, September 2014IMG_2112.PNG

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One of the boys…

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This morning I remembered the invitation on our fridge from Mad’s classmate. I had completely forgot to RSVP, forgetful has been my middle name, if it’s not in my calendar or on our fridge. I asked her if she was good friends with the little guy and she said yes she plays with him at recess every day. So I told her I’d call his mommy and see if it would be okay if we still went to the party. She very matter of fact, in her usual five year old way told me “His mommy is dead. He told me. You’ll have to ask his daddy if we can go to his party.”. I was taken aback to hear my little girl tell me this, but I called the number on the invitation and spoke to the gentleman that I assume was his daddy. He was more than happy to have Mad still go to the party. And so we went. When we arrived three little boys spotted her and shouted her name and came running and started taking turns hugging her and happily picking her up! When each of them were done she would pick them up too. There she was, our five year old daughter happy as could be to be one of the boys! She was the only little girl there and these little boys were thrilled that she was there and they ran around together for the next two hours like the best of friends and she was certainly not the unwanted tag along girl. It was absolutely heart warming! I’m so thankful that even though I didn’t feel well I pushed myself for her to have a fun afternoon. Especially for this little fella who’s mama wasn’t there, who’s daddy threw an amazing Ninja Turtles birthday party and wore a single pink breast cancer awareness bracelet, that didn’t really have any family their outside of an aunt and a few of his new classmates. Yet another swift reminder to always count your blessings. I constantly tell Matt no matter how bad I feel, I always feel so incredibly blessed, because I know there is always someone out there that would give anything to fill my shoes. I am tremendously thankful for the life we share together and know all too well how precious it is.

Afterwards while it would have been easy to go straight home we went to target to get a few necessities. Mad has a fun school project due Monday morning. We’re anxious to put a package together for two special friends that are serving our country. And our little doll face is finally ready to buy some big girl panties and do away with the days of the diapers. I’m fairly certain she would have already been fully potty trained had I not been having all of these medical problems. But since she’s my last lil bit, I’m not in all that much of a rush to end each of these baby phases.

When we came home the girls were happy to bring a little something special to their Maw-Maw for Grandparent’s Day and spent the evening with her. And I came home to a surprise package myself. My incredibly sweet friend, Sandy, that I’ve known since I was fifteen and sat behind her in science class sent me a care package. I simply love this lady. It’s kind of funny how you can know someone for so long and have been friends with them back in school and have a much closer bond as adults many years later. She’s one of those friends. I’m truly blessed with such genuine people that go out of their way to remind me in all kind of ways that they are there for me. Thank you for always being one of those friends Sandy.IMG_2061.JPG

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Grandparent’s Day 2014

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A special day for our parents, the amazing grandparents our children are blessed with. One we are blessed to have live with us and build daily memories with our lil monsters. Two that live near by. And two that were here just a week ago for a lovely weekend and will be back before we know it. Our children are surrounded by love and I’m incredibly thankful they are building the kind of relationships I had with my Maw-Maw, Granny, & Paw-Paws…memories they too will cherish for a lifetime.

(Side note: The next day, Sunday, 9-7-14, I looked at the date and realized we were so anxious to celebrate our little monsters’ grandparents’ special day that I made yesterday be the 7th and we celebrated them a full day early…just means we get to love on them two days in a row for the amazing people they are and go figure, it turns out I really am human and am capable of throwing myself under the bus when I make mistakes, ha ha!)IMG_2041.PNG

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Banana pudding & cuddles

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I like five years old. Yesterday Mad was my big kiddo that made a banana pudding for Labor Day pretty much on her own with just a little bit of guidance. We love cooking together. It’s sort of our thing. This evening after her and her big sister had a dinner/play date with their friends, a very rare treat on a school night, she was happy to come home and get ready for bed and just cuddle with me and chit chat about everything that has been on her mind lately. I love my conversations with our monsters. Each of them have their own personality. Their own level of maturity and interest. And I love nothing more than having our children know they can talk to me about any and everything.

I like five years old. She’s old enough to be my big helper, but small enough to still be my little cuddle bum.IMG_1955.PNG

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