Monday, February 24, 2014

Renaissance

I am perfectly aware that I am living my Renaissance right now.  It's weird to know.  Beautiful and great and... also a little bitter-sweet....

Why is this time so special?  My mom and I have an unusually close relationship - to some extent though we've been on hold for a very long time.  There was college and my total distraction with my future at first, then there was a brief dalliance of curtains and cat litter box focus and then of course there were babies - which both served to bring us very close but also kept us constantly from focusing on anything but them for long.

Now - FINALLY - it's that time.  We're literally a stone's throw away - the kids are all potty trained and mostly able to stay alive without constant supervision.  The kids frequently and with total freedom toddle off to Gramma's house seeking an extra snack, some time to themselves, or, more specifically some time away from their siblings or parents...  a little but complete retreat just a backyard away.  Gramma stops in to get the scoop for the day or to argue about homework.  We've not become constant artist conspirators or anything, but I suppose we could... if we wanted to.  I think first we have to get used to actually having the opportunity.

My dad comes every week still - gives the kids a different kind of retreat - a different sort of energy - total treat.   I was going to say its biggest for Jack-and it's true- there's something about Poppa's presence that both feeds and calms the most raw side of Jack.  BUT it's not like the other two need him less.  Abby counts on that time with him like an inmate for special food.  My theory on this is that she is constantly trying very hard to be nice- knowing she has to be self sacrificing but Poppa isn't about that. Poppa is about "go ahead and ask for the extra helping."  Plenty of people would get pissed at the weekly splurge- but I think it's important.  It's not just food.  It's her time to be selfish without guilt.  Steve has always told the grandparents that it's their option to spoil the grand kids and our responsibility to raise them.  And Finn just wants Poppa around... Focused only on what Finn wants to do.  

As Renaissances go, my dad is giving to his grand kids exactly what he has always felt deprived of as a kid.  And they need it no less than he did. That is deep.

Zoozy and Grandpa pop up to do their thing.  Possibly most foreign to me but awesome is their support for the school events.  Again- they provide that just slightly different energy.  It's like the legacy of Steve's childhood family but crazy softened.  

What sort of luck is that that my kids have BOTH sets of grandparents showing up for Grandparents day?  That Finn gets to have his Mom and Zoozy and two aunts work monthly the WHOLE day at his school?  It's wild I tell you.

My whole family is well.  My whole family is with me if not daily then weekly.  My kids will still cuddle with me.   My husband is cute.  The house is so so so so so lovely and incredible.

This is a good time.






Monday, January 20, 2014

Interview 2 (Boys)

What is the meaning of life:

Finn: You (pointing at me) - all the mommies
Jack: love

What do you want to be when you grow up:

Finn: old man, actually I want to be a stinky shoe
Jack: a farmer, - wait is this for real? I just want to be a man

What brings you the most happiness:
Finn: Poopy
Jack:  New Toys

When do you feel the most loved:
Finn: (gone into giggle mode)Turning off the light
Jack: hanging around (shrugs)

What are you afraid of:
Finn: (still giggling) Turning off the light
Jack:  Tigers and Lions

If you had one wish what would you wish for?
Finn: (still giggling) Turning off the light
Jack: I would wish for a giant angry bird attack building

What is the funniest word?
Finn: (major giggling) Diaper
Jack: Tate's words

What is the hardest thing in the world? easiest thing in the world?
Finn: breaking things/diaper
Jack : taking care of babies/ grabbing things

What is the best thing in the world? worst thing in the world
Finn: laughing giggling too hard to understand
Jack: Playing.  Being bored.

What makes you mad?
Jack: hitting my head

What is the meaning of love?
Jack: being roughed to pillows

If you had all the $ in the world what would you do with it?
Jack: Buy toys













In the Middle of the Night


There is not much in Jack that is neutral... and he is most content in play, so even at his most quiet he's pretty animated.  So sometimes, in the middle of the night when Jack's night terror starts to wake up Finn, I take Jack into the other room.  Unlike during Finn's night terrors, just the change of space tends to relax Jack.  So I hold onto him a minute, usually still trying to edit photos until I feel he's deep enough asleep to return him to bed - only a minute or two.  But the other night I just looked at his totally calm face.  It felt like a little peek into a part of him a seldom see.  

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Warmth & Air

Two of my favorite quotes from poetic Finn:
"I love the air in this house". (Super relevant given this is our one year anniversary of living in this house)

And
"I love you most when you're warm"
Ain't that the truth?

Happy anniversary house!

One year since we took actual possession of my dream house that I didn't ever even think to dream about.  I am sitting on the front step sunning while I accidentally burn the bagels in the oven. I do that now- sit outside

. Because the outside feels as inviting as the in.  A billion thanks to God for bringing everything together just exactly at the right time. I still get a thrill walking up the driveway to Grammas house.  Still feel totally undeserving and yet- I know how to take a gift people.  I feel no guilt.  Just thankful. Just a responsibility to use it well and for good

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Love Hurts...

My very first CD I ever bought was Def Leopard I think - was the album called Love Bites?  I dunno.  But as I here thinking about how much a LOVE my children - that song comes to mind - you know in a funny ironic sad sort of way.

It is STRESSFUL how much I LOVE these kids.  Not everyday.  A good amount of the time I'm occupied trying to get life stuff done - dishes and working out and trying not to make cupcakes.

I know loving them to this degree - or at least telling them I love them to this degree is unhelpful - so you know - I don't make them too crazy with pronouncements of adoration.

But these faces - lips and eyes and eyelashes and noses and voices and jokes and hugs.  I hope I do them all justice.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

In the middle of the night...

I hear Abby listening to Jeannie Roberts (or music or the penderwicks or...) on repeat. I find this incredibly endearing and is probably sabotaging her for life.  

I hear Jack talking in his sleep - mostly complaints about not being able to race, someone is hiding a toy from him, or general anger toward whatever his subconscious is doing to him... sometimes a huge laugh.



And Finn loud breathing thru his nose that he refuses to blow. (Sometimes he giggles in his sleep too)...and he's probably fallen off the bed but hasn't noticed.