Thursday, October 23, 2014

Pumpkin Patch, Part 1

Because, you know, one trip to a pumpkin patch just isn't enough... so we went twice!

 
 
 
 Granty LOVES babies:
 Finding the perfect pumpkins:
 
 
 Love this family!
 
 
 The mini tractors are always a hit!
 
 Best buddies!

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Giggles and Laughs

Cole's newest favorite activity? Doing whatever it takes to make Chase giggle and laugh:



These boys... I can see already I'm going to have my hands full with the two of them!! Good thing they are both as sweet as can be!

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Most Photogenic Baby

You know that guy, Incredibly Photogenic Runner?  Well I'm pretty sure Chase would win the prize for Incredibly Photogenic Baby:

 
 
 
 

Doesn't get much cuter than my adorable little Chasher!

Monday, October 20, 2014

Simple

We do a lot of super fun activities and events with Cole. It's awesome, but sometimes, simpler is better. 

A few weeks ago, we went to the park to play a game of horseshoes.  Simple yet fun.  Relaxed, unhurried, just some quality time as a family. 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Played some catch, too!
 
 
I know my kids will always remember those big, fancy events: theme parks, vacations to Hawaii - but I hope they also remember those relaxed, simple afternoons in the park, warm under the sun, with smiles, laughter, and good conversation.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Snippets

Every once in a while, during our monotonous days, there's a quick snippet of life that is beautiful and miraculous.  It might be just a few seconds, just a snapshot, but it's a tiny piece of our life that brings me joy.

Here's a few happy snippets from our day:

-I finish nursing Chase before his nap and lay him in his crib.  He lies there, peacefully sucking his bink, as I walk to the doorway and hold the door open so everyone can leave.  First Cole files out, then Chloe, then Nala...a happy and quiet little procession.

- I'm dressing Chase in his pajamas before bedtime - it's one of his least favorite things, getting dressed.  He immediately starts to fuss as I pull his shirt over his head, so I start serenading him with "All the Pretty Little Horses".  He ceases fussing, his eyes watching me closely as I sing.  I love knowing just the right thing to do to help him feel better.

- Desperate for a shower, I put Chase down for his nap and ask Cole if he'd like to play while I shower.  "NO THANKS, MOM.  I WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU. CAN I READ BOOKS IN THE CLOSET UNTIL YOU'RE DONE?"  I peek in our walk in closet after my shower, watching Cole happily flip the pages of his books.  I love that he still wants to spend all his time with me.  I cherish it because I know it won't always be so.

- I'm nursing Chase and observing his busy little hands.  They are always moving: stroking my neck, grabbing my nose, patting my cheek.  His pudgy, soft, starfish fingers traveling over my collarbone, occasionally smacking my face in excitement.  I lay him down when we're done (and his sweet little hands have brought his bink to his mouth) and watch as he rubs his face with those impossible tiny grasping fingers.

- It's our crazy time of day: 4:00 pm, everyone's tired, fussy, on edge, and eagerly waiting for Chris to get home and dinner.  I'm trying to hold onto my last shreds of patience while preparing dinner for everyone, but Chase is crying and clamoring to be held.  "Just a minute, Chasher!" I tell him.  But then Cole jumps in.  "IT'S OK, MOM.  I'LL TAKE CARE OF CHASE. I'VE GOT HIM."  He hands Chase a toy, then chooses a book and sits next to him, reading slowly and patiently so Chase can follow along.  My heart overfills as I watch Chase calm in the presence of his loving brother.

-Finally Chris arrives home.  My favorite part of the day is to watch our boys' faces when he walks in the door: each one lighting up when they see their daddy.  So much love.

Every snippet, all the bits and pieces that make up our day, there's the recurring feeling of love weaving its way through the threads of our lives.  When we dream of the future, we don't always think of the small things that will add up to equal our days... yet those are the moments that I often cherish the most.  I don't know when the last time Cole will wait in the closet while I shower will be.  I don't know if this time is the nursing session when Chase will no longer wave his little hands about.  So I cherish each special moment, the snippets that create our everyday.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Bits and Pieces


"MOM, I REALLY REALLY LIKE CHASE.  THANK YOU FOR HAVING HIM!"

Every night, I ask Cole what his favorite part of the day was and what his saddest part of his day was.  One night, after we moved Chase's car seat to the middle, right next to Cole's seat to make room in the car for some chairs, Cole told me his favorite part of the day was having Chase in his seat right next to him.  And I believe it - those two did not stop laughing and giggling the entire way home!

 
"BUT MOM, YOU DIDN'T REALLY LOOK, YOU JUST GLANCED.  JUST GLANCED OUT OF THE CORNER OF YOUR EYE.  I WANT YOU TO LOOK."

One of our little neighbor girls (she's around Cole's age) was riding her bike and fell off.  Cole ran to her and asked her if she was ok.  "Yeah, I'm ok." she said.  "Do you need a kiss on your owie?" Cole asked.












Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Waiting

I sort of thought I wouldn't be in for too many surprises when it came to Chase.  After all, this isn't my first rodeo, right?  How much more could I learn the second time around?

Apparently, plenty.  And what information I already knew, I can now appreciate and value that much more.

Take last week, for example.  I was giving Chase a bath while he was playing with a little cup.  He dropped the cup and it floated away, just out of reach.  I immediately went to give it to him, but I stopped  - it took a few tries, but Chase eventually figured out that if he splashed his hands enough, it caused waves that brought his cup back within reach. 

The look on his face, you guys. So, so proud of himself.

And not only that - what did I teach him by letting him figure it out on his own?  That he is capable.  That he can try and fail and it's perfectly ok.  That sometimes when he tries, he succeeds. 

A huge part of parenting for me is trusting the process.  Letting our kids figure things out independently, uninterrupted. I love stepping back and observing their brains at work.

Just another reminder of how much of a reward stepping back and simply waiting can be.




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