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I'm a hand-holding, swing-pushing, story-telling Mama with a creative streak and a nurturing spirit. I like growing food and flowers (and people, hehe), sewing clothes and quilts, cooking and eating and running, a long, tight hug and the color yellow. I love date nights at home, spontaneous trips to the bookstore and hearing my babies laugh. I am indecisive, exaggerrative and I overuse parentheses. I am reflective and sentimental and quick to laugh. I think I still picture myself as a 22-year old, yet every year my life gets more fulfilling. I am still figuring out exactly who I am. :)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

the sweetest thing

For more than five years my alarm clock has been one or more of my kidlets coming to wake me up.

So imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning to no kids in bed with me or on the floor (have I told you about our sleeping arrangement? I suppose it is unconventional, but we all sleep in the same room, Alex and Lucy in bed with me and Claire on the floor in her "special bed." We love it!)

As I slowly started to wake up a bit, I could hear them in the kitchen, laughing.

Then I hear them giggling and running down the hall and proudly announcing that they made us breakfast!

Seriously, how cute is that??

I melted. :)

They were so proud of it and were so happy that I loved what they made me- raisin bran with soymilk.

And Noah was so cute and grateful too, even though he woke up an hour and a half later and his cereal was soggy to the point of mush. :)
Dang I love them. :)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Sick (again)

I'm only half-joking when I say I fear we might be one of those families plagued by invisible mold in our house that is constantly making us sick, because here we are again: two sick girls with double ear infections, and Claire with an official diagnosis of asthma. :(

We've had restless nights, clinging-to-Mama days and to top it all off, if Noah's team wins tonight, I will be hosting dinner for 21 teenagers on Friday night.


So I'm just trying to hang on for dear life. :)

Last week, when we were all miraculously feeling fine for a day (haha), we took a long walk to a faraway park for the day.

By the time we got home, tummies were rumbling, throats were parched and kids were in tears, but it was fun anyway!



She made it across the monkey bars for the first time by herself!

He loves this picking-up-sand contraption

Friday, November 4, 2011

Him

I talk a lot about our kids and what I've been making them, but not a lot about him.

It is a busy time of year for him, water polo season.

This year, and especially now, with his team going undefeated into the post season (first time ever!), the pressure is on in ways I can only imagine.

Last year, they were the underdogs, with nothing to lose.

This year they're perched precariously at the top, with all the other teams aiming at their spot.

It's tough when what is expected of you is nothing less than perfection.


I can just see the worry in those hands on his hips

a crucial time-out just before a close win

Sometimes it's hard to remember that all of this is really small potatoes, that in the grand scheme, the important things are how he has taught his players to be determined, dedicated and respectful, to lose gracefully and win even more gracefully,  and to have fun in the process.

He works so hard and is so honorable in everything he does, it feels so good to be able to make his favorite dinner and dessert and be the sanctuary where he can relax.

The next couple weeks will be the most stressful of his coaching career, and I just hope he can remember that no matter how his team does, his four biggest fans will be there waiting to hug him when it's all over.

Good luck, babe.

We'll be watching. :)