Seven Years Old

So, Boots, how old are you going to be tomorrow? Seven.

Are you excited? Yes.

Do you feel any different? No.

What’s your favorite thing about the Caterpillar? That she gives me lots of love.

What’s your favorite thing about Gadget? That he plays with me.

How do feel when people ask you and Gadget if you’re twins? I’m okay. I don’t care.

What is your favorite book to read? I don’t have one.

What’s your favorite thing to do at gymnastics? Roundoffs.

What’s your favorite color? Blue. Light blue.

What do you think you’ll be when you’re older? I want to study sea animals, find new sea creatures and be a marine biologist. (me) I thought you wanted to be in the Army. (Boots) But you can’t do that if you have an injury. (me) But you don’t have an injury, and you can do both. (Boots) I just want to be a marine biologist.

What’s your favorite iPhone app? Minecraft.

What do you love most about school? Science. No, I mean specials. (me) What do you study in specials? (Boots) Music, PE, art and computers.

How do you feel about being in the Gifted & Talented program: I’m okay.

Who are your best friends? Antionio, Kopeland & Finley. (me) What about Gadget and Miss C? I do like them, but sometimes they’re mean to me.

What’s your favorite song? Uptown Funk.

Favorite vegetable? Carrots and snap peas.

Do you believe in God? Yes. Why? Because I know my parents teach me that Jesus died on the cross, and he rose in three days, and that’s why we go to church because of Jesus.

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Week 23 Goals

Miss Cat’s goal is to ride her tricycle, Gadget wants to play a family game, and Boots wants to hug his brother more.

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Chronicles of a Working Mom: When Your Son Gets Staples in His Head While you’re on a Business Trip

Hubby routinely accuses me of joyfully whisking off to business trips because, rightly so, sometimes they feel like mini-vacations. Hotel rooms are like spas to working mothers. You can pee without people sitting in your lap, you’re only responsible for wiping one person, and you wake up with the same number of people in the bed as when you fell asleep. I have been notorious for jumping on planes and telling my family “see you when I get back,” which doesn’t work so well when you’ve parented three rambunctious kiddos in a dual-career household. I just returned from a three day business trip to Boston, but this time around I took Hubby’s feedback seriously and tried my best to support the house running as smoothly as possible while I was gone. If you have children and are left to man the house while a spouse travels, you know the parent role intensifies when you’re doing it alone. Inevitably, something goes wrong and one parent is left to hold all the reigns while the carriage of life feels like it’s rolling down a hill without brakes. Hubby was truly a hero, as he always is, and deserves a huge thank you for his patience, support and excellent daddy skills.

Before I tell you how Boots ended up with three staples in his head, I want to pat myself on the back for my business travel “pre-work.” In Miss C’s room the design theme is “It takes a village,” and the full village was on duty this trip. It was a three-team crew to assist Hubby this go around. They helped dress, nourish and transport my three kiddos starting with the babysitter. Instead of her only working one evening, I asked her to double up on pick up from after school. Normally, she folds and puts up all the kids’ laundry, but all their clothes were already cleaned. She fixed their lunches for the next day and helped them lay out clothes to wear. I asked the housekeeper to do an extra clean since they’d broken something and owed us a free service. Finally, members of our church small group made dinner and brought it over during dinnertime. I was so grateful for their help and was proud to still be able to “feed” my family even though I was miles away.

All my efforts seemed to unravel when Hubby texted me at 6:30a that they were headed to the ER. WHAT?! was my first response. Several thoughts ran through my mind with that single text. First, I thought it must not be life or death, because that definitely seemed a phone-call worthy status. Also, Hubby must have it under control because I could sense the stern yet calm tone emanating from the text. I wondered which child of mine was involved and cursed the extra burden this placed on him that I’d tried to reduce even if by a sliver. My last thought was that we’d have to add funds to the HSA because I’d just exhausted them at the eye-doctor and this bill would not be cheap.

I called him back to learn the chain of events that lead to Boots and his staples. Miss C was on a discovery-pee episode, that is, selecting a different bathroom every morning, and this time she’d peed in boys’ bathroom. Gadget tried his best to effectively mop it up, but Hubby took a stab at it with some Lysol to properly sanitize. The wet floor and my energetic son combined, resulting in a three-contact fall: the toilet, the wall and finally the floor. I was told there was twenty minutes of crying, of course lots of blood, and a trail of blood from their bathroom to my room on carpet nonetheless. (Note the mommy hack: hydrogen peroxide is killer at removing blood stains because head wounds bleed A LOT).

Unfortunately, these things happen and create mommy guilt. If I’d been home would this have happened? I can’t answer that. Perhaps something worse could have happened. No one knows. What I do know is that my little boy will be alright. I trust that Hubby handled the situation equally if not better than I would have.

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A New Photo Project…

Sooooo… it’s been a while. You know how when you have everything juggling nicely in the air, and people ask you, “how do you do it all?” Well, I had way too many balls in the air, and I completely dropped the ball with this blog. I was not handling everything “nicely,” and thought if I just keep throwing everything up, I could find a way to keep it all moving. Life has caught up with me, and I’ve made some personal changes that will hopefully pay dividends at home. I thought about blogging so many times, but I had every excuse. Work, sleep, work, kids, work… seeing the trend? I’ve missed blogging so much, and I hope to return to blogging weekly, but we’ll see. My priorities were stretching me in opposite directions, and re-balancing was loonnnnnng overdue.

On Friday, Hubby and I went on our 2015 vision retreat. Usually, we do this in January, but clearly, you see that life has taken over. Hubby and I really needed a day two reconnect, communicate and goal set, so we took the day off and headed to King Spa for water slides, hot tubs, sauna’s and sharing and setting our plans for the year. We started by reviewing our 2014 goals to see what we actually accomplished.

I hadn’t looked at my goals in several months, so a few things were a positive surprise. I had accomplished a handful of goals, including teaching FPU with Hubby, beginning a weight training regime, paying off a ton of student loans, and creating monthly budgets. On the other hand, I was shocked to see the goals that I had abandoned. I started a Bible reading program, that I didn’t even make a quarter of the way through and I failed miserably on a all my parenting goals. As Hubby and I reviewed our 2014 results, we realized that we didn’t have a a lot of joint goals. And that was a problem. We were focused on our individuals goals, but in doing so, we weren’t focused on making each other happy. This year, we started our goal setting by defining six roles that we want to fill. I selected disciple, wife, mom, steward, runner and leader. After we picked our six, we had four that overlapped, so we wrote down joint goals for those categories. We both had to agree on the goal, the metric and the timeframe.

Once we completed the joint goals, we added our individual goals. We realized we fell off keeping track of our progress, and knew we needed something big and interrupting that we’d see everyday. We decided to take-over the walls in the garage for our goals. One wall is for us to monitor our progress, and they other wall is for the kiddos to join us. On the kids’ wall, they can write a goal for the week, or pose with a favorite prop. One of our parenting goals consisted of doing more family activities, so we agreed to try another photo project that keeps the kids front and center. So we present the making of Garage Goals!

Above is the “before” pic. Below is the “parents” goal wall. We’re still figuring out how to add more color to it. Further down are the kids first shots. They were excited for a wall all to themselves. I took the pics on mobile phones, so the dimensions weren’t big enough for my blog frame. I won’t make that mistake next time.

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Three Pink Peas in a Pod

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