Tomorrow is the beginning of the end. Kids get out of school on Thursday which means there’s a whole lot of fun ahead of us this week.
Hallie informed me they’re cleaning out their desks tomorrow and don’t have to take backpacks the rest of the week. Kids vs Teacher volleyball game one day, swim party the next and then right on to graduation on Thursday. I have to keep asking myself – where did this year go? It feels like we’ve already been on summer break for several weeks already – not sure the kids ever got back into the swing of things after the teacher strike.
Hallie was on a three day field trip last week (I was a chaperone) and I’m still trying to recover. I have the cold sores to prove it.
The two youngest boys have one week left of swim lessons – Briggs is officially hating the pool – I’m hoping this week we’ll have a break through!
Steve took the boys camping this weekend for some father/son bonding time – pretty sure it’s their favorite weekend of the year.
I’m still prepping for girls camp and our long summer road trip. We’ve got some busy days ahead.
Did I mention school’s out this week and I’m feeling slightly unprepared?!
I want to bottle this look and the audible sound that comes out of his mouth which is a cross between a laugh and a grunt. He’s typically grumpy after naptime – but not this day. This day he sat on the dusty floor next to the door and watched the boys in the pool. His bedhead is awesome and he’s still crutching his blanket that he couldn’t bear to leave in his crib. Two-year-old life can be pretty good.
I love finding my kids all over our home reading and looking at books. If Cannon finds a place to read a book, Briggs usually finds a place right next to him.
Cannon has taken off in his reading. I love watching a kid when they figure out how to sound out words and that was Cannon a few months ago. Suddenly, the world became so much larger as he would sound out every sign he saw while in the car. He started asking what words meant. He moved from looking at books to sounding out words, to reading them. He read and signed off 80 books for his preschool class and every day he’d come home with a sticker on his shirt saying, “I read 15 books.” “I read 60 books.” And he was so proud to show off that sticker to anyone that would look at him.
Little readers grow to be big readers.
Our had our annual Rock the Block party and it did not disappoint. I spent the evening chasing a toddler and periodically running into my older kids. Cannon had popcorn and a snowcone before dinner was even served and I’m not sure Hunter ever made his way to the dinner table – although he did find the cotton candy.
Steve and I co-chaired the minute to win-it games which had us all laughing and entertained. Nothing brings a neighborhood together like seeing your neighbors wear pantyhose on their head – or watching them chuck marshmallows at each other.
That smirk and those cheeks with his backlit hair – this is what I love about toddlers. I could leave the screaming and the attitude – just give me the cheeks!
A new feature to the block party this year was a firetruck and police car that the kids could sit in and touch all the buttons. Briggs and Cannon stayed busy for a while and Hunter made a very brief appearance – just long enough to give his great pose.
If this block party wasn’t so much work I’d request it to be semi-annual. But being on the committee shows you just how much work this production is – but we all agree the benefit far outweighs the cost.
I truly believe motherhood is by far the absolute best job I could ever have. I also believe it is the most frustrating and demanding and at times I’ve wanted to throw in the towel. These 5 kids make me cry tears of joy and gratitude, they also provoke me screaming in anger. They keep me up late. They wake me up early. They help clean the house and they can also destroy it faster than I could’ve ever imagined. They need me. They touch me. They hang on me. They hug me. They run away from me. They roll their eyes at me. They are simultaneously my greatest joy and my largest concern.
What I find most interesting is how these 5 tiny humans have changed me. I was 22 when I had Hallie and by most people’s standard, I was a child myself. And yet I jumped in and gave it my all and for many years it felt like they took all that I had. But they have caused me to grow in ways I couldn’t have imagined.
Life has a way of giving you what you need – and I most definitely needed all of them. Each one continues to teach me about myself and how to love more fully. We all learn from each other and I love seeing my growth as well as their growth. We’re in it together and we’re exactly where we should be.
I’m grateful for schools who create mother’s day programs and for a husband who is generous in making it a mother’s weekend instead of just a day.
I was in Bennett’s classroom Friday morning for “Muffins with Moms”. He sang songs in Spanish and English and showered me with beautifully crafted homemade cards and gifts. My favorite part was sitting with him on the reading rug as he read aloud a chapter book. He has grown so much this year and I couldn’t be more excited for his entry into the world of reading.
I had to chuckle when I read both Bennett’s and Cannon’s “All about Mom” cards – they both referenced going to movies – which is something we rarely do, but clearly needs to be bumped up on the activity list! Oddly enough neither mentioned loving our evening family bike rides that take place nearly every night!
This drawing paints an accurate picture. Bennett standing in the kitchen asking what we’re eating. Cannon at my feet and Briggs clamoring up my leg all while I try to cook dinner and I’ve got bread in the oven. This is mom life at its finest!
Yesterday Steve gave me the gift of alone time – in my own home. I often have alone time running errands or doing random things, but I’ve mentioned just how much I’d love to be in my own home alone. It was just as delightful as I’d hoped. I cleared the playroom out, yet again. Got rid of more stuff we didn’t need as well as everything that was broken or missing parts. Then I moved on to Briggs’ room and went through clothing and blankets and toys…nothing was safe. I had a couple hours and had I had more time other rooms would have been swept of junk. Perhaps next weekend.
Steve and the kids offered this basket to me today and not only was it themed it was completely meaningful and thoughtful – It was perfect.
And I was informed I’m as beautiful as….Steve. Yep. Thank you dear four-year-old.
And this is when I realized Cannon truly knows me – he knows I’m a sucker for a good sunset. I always want to ride our bikes at night as the sun is going down so I can bask in the beauty and marvel in the transformation of day to night.
It was a beautiful weekend. My bucket is full and so is my heart.
Just the motivation I need to go strong for two more weeks until school is out!
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