Thursday, March 9, 2017

Hold your babies they said..time flies they said...in a blink of an eye they said.



Hours turned into days that turned into weeks that turned into years and my oldest baby
walked out the door to take another college exam and I felt this proud sadness.
Why did he have to grow up so fast? How is he not at home all day with us anymore?

My second baby will be gone all week at a basketball tournament.
When did he become old enough to leave for a week without his mommy?

My third baby is in high school. How did that happen???

I spend most of my day with the girls and Frankie following me around.
The girls talk NON-stop.
I will not take this for granted...even though sometimes my ears hurt!
I will braid their hair whenever they ask.
I will paint their nails.
I will do yoga late in the evening with them even when I don't want to!

...as for Frankie...well, I KNOW how fast little guys leave the stage of being little.
I'm so very thankful to have another little one around the house...it's the best.
Soooo....all the kisses in the world everyday!
and he can jump into our bed in the middle of the night any old time he wants!

As "they" {and I now!} say.... The days are long, but the years are short.
Oh how short they are.

Enjoy them while you have them because they grow up way too fast.
XxOo

Friday, March 3, 2017

Wrapping up the week...talk of skillets {again} and paczkis and a favorite instagram-er and I really can't stand Michael Moore.


My dear mother in law brought paczkis to us on Fat Tuesday.
Frankie was excited for his blueberry pastry.
....but as soon as he picked it up, he put it right back down.

He can't handle being sticky. That was the end of the paczki! He didn't even eat one bite.
No worries...his pig mother ate most of it after she finished her's.

I did however give up sugar for Lent.
This is HUGE for me! HUGE.
It's been three days.




Yesterday our house was bustling with little boys.
Six cousins playing Thomas the Train.and trucks.and cars.and books.
....and obviously the piano. ;)



The week of skillets has come to a close. and guess what? I WON!!!
I am such an awesome wife. I even woke up twice this week in the four o'clock hour.

I am a morning person...I love early.
I can handle 5:30..maybe even 5:15 in the summer...but four o'clock:anytime ...No thanks.


Instead of love notes, Jeff sends me songs.
He has always given me "music love notes"
He used to send me cd's in the mail when he was away at college and
write the numbers of songs I should listen to. Ahhhh....memories.
He sent this one a couple of days ago.

Speaking of memories...this Sunday Jeff and I started dating 23 years ago!


I don't care if you are a Republican or Democrat. Whether you love Trump or hate him...
You shouldn't say these sorts of things
P.S. I can't stand you Michael Moore.


Currently my favorite instagram account. I've been following her for a while..and she's still a favorite.
Her photos are so...inspiring, beautiful, oh so lovely.
She makes me want to visit India, squeeze lemons and paint my kitchen pink!

You can find her home tour Here. 
I looooove her sweet little apartment. We have matching copper pots...just sayin.


Well you have a wonderful weekend, okay?
XxOo

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

The mom who became all talk and little to no action...a crack down was inevitable.


*this post is mainly written about my youngest children*


Days were going a little something like this...
Good Morning.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Waaaaaaaakkkkkke Uuuuuup!
WAKE UP! That's it. Tonight you are going to bed early.

Two hours to get clothes on your body, toast a bagel and make your bed?
That's it! Tomorrow I'm setting a timer and if you don't finish I'm going to punish you.

Your room isn't clean? ...it's okay, go outside, but you have to finish before bed.
It's bedtime and you haven't finished your room?
That's it! Tomorrow you will clean this mess.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.
Empty threats and yelling is what I've turned into.

When did I let this happen? When did I lose control?

I had become the mom of "all talk and little {to no} action".
I knew it. The kids knew it. Jeff may have mentioned it to me. {wink}
I was frustrated. The respect level for mother was dropping.
Something had to give, and it was up to me.




If Jeff tells the kids to do something, they do it! First time. No arguments.
Why? ...because he sticks to his word and our offspring know he means business.

He tells them all the time to respect their mom...but if I'm not standing firm,
backing my own words, those advantage takers will walk all over my soft little heart.

I realized this last week. That is when the crack down occurred.

It was late morning, the house was a mess and we hadn't even started school yet!

I became angry...I was mad at the kids,
but I was also mad at myself for letting things get so out of hand.

I called them all together for a lecture to talk.
I made lists, explained the rules, told them what I expected.
That day things were accomplished.

However, this had become the pattern....
Mom gets angry.
Mom yells.
Kids hurry and get things accomplished.

Next day things go back to usual...until....

Mom gets angry again.
Mom yells again.
Kids hurry and get things accomplished again...etc.

You get the point!
It was a cycle and I wanted out!

I made the decision last week to stick to the words that come out of my mouth.
Stick to those lists and schedules I take the time to write!

The threats would be empty NO more!
There was a new mom in town.




Let me tell you what sealed the deal.

One of my children said to another child....

"Hey, you know how mom always yells and doesn't always do what
she says with punishing us and stuff? This week she has. She is actually doing it."

My eyes were as WIIIIIIIDE as saucers!!!
Ouch. Ouch!

If I ever needed inspiration, that was it.






This world is filled with undisciplined children taking advantage of their parents.
They grow into unruly teens and entitled young adults.

I don't want that for my children.
I want them to be respectful.
I want them to be able to handle having a boss and following
through with a job given to them.

All of this needs to start in the home.
It's our responsibility as parents to teach our children these character qualities.
It's a tough job.

One that requires lots of prayer, grace and a sense of humor.
We need to encourage one another in this blessed and wonderful journey!
...because we all need it!

XxOo

Monday, February 27, 2017

I will win the skillet bet no matter what it takes.


Jeff and I went to breakfast Saturday morning...just the two of us.
We ate at the Waffle Shop...an old diner that looks like Mr. and Mrs. Seinfeld would frequent.

Pink flowers with sea foam green stems painted on the glass partitions.
Mauve booths. White coffee cups that showed my pink lipstick. Clinking dishes.
I loved it there actually...it was a cute little place.



I ordered a malted waffle.
Jeff ordered a skillet...his usual choice.

As we were eating, I told him I should make skillets more often.before work.during the week.

He laughed and said..."Yeah right! You're going to make me a skillet everyday? Ha!"

Now...I wake up with Jeff most mornings. I make his lunch.{Try to} Make breakfast before he leaves.
He's handed a travel mug full of piping hot coffee on his way out the door.

For all my morning efforts..I get semi-mocked and laughed at when I bring up a new idea?

Well....right there in the restaurant we made a bet.
I said I would make Jeff a skillet every morning this week!
I won't go into the details of what we bet...but we shook on it and I plan on winning.

I went all out at the grocery store.
Sunday afternoon I arrogantly confidently shopped for my deluxe skillet ingredients.

This morning he enjoyed a delicious sausage, potato, roasted red and green pepper skillet
topped with melted provolone and fresh ground pepper.

Tomorrow he will be sitting down to a Shitake mushroom skillet with caramelized onions and bacon.

No husband of mine is going to "Ha!" me and then win a bet.
Eat up Jeffrey!!! Eat up!

XxOo


P.S. It was sooooo nice to have a quiet breakfast alone!

Friday, February 24, 2017

Wrapping up the week....


The past week and a half we have had gorgeous weather!
We are usually covered in ice and snow and dealing with blustery winds...
.....60's and 70's are quite a treat. Pretty much unheard of this time of year!!!

We took full advantage...
Parks
City walks
Windows open
...all those good spring things we so look forward to during the tundra season.

Today you need a coat and can see your breath. Tomorrow is snow.
It's winter again.
....and it's just fine by me....bring on the scarves. I am a lover of old weather too.




We can't get THIS SONG out of our heads!!! ...thanks Caitlin.
I am in love with her hair!!! If only mine was silky and straight...sigh.

HaPpY Weekend to you.
XxOo

Thursday, February 23, 2017

My almost death and the rooster that almost was, but still is, but we'll see in the coming days.




The Rooster.

I've always had a soft spot for our rooster...
He's nice looking, I like hearing him crow early in the morning...and he's {mostly} calm..
...for a rooster.

As of today that soft spot has become as hard as a rock!

This morning the girls went out to feed the chickens and collect eggs.
The rooster {who holds the name Pecker...ummm...the girls named him last summer...
"because he pecks!"} was being kind of naughty.
He was a little aggressive towards them and then he escaped out of the coop...
....which then led to more chickens escaping into the yard.

No biggie...we let them free range for a while.

Right before lunch the girls, Frankie and I went outside to gather the birds and put
them all back into their coop.

The girls were a little nervous because of his morning attitude...I said I would get them back in.

Soooo....I am standing by the chicken coop, checking on the one bird that is still in there....
....when all of a sudden the rooster started to attack! ME!!!

Feathers all fluffed around his neck, the arrogant bird comes at me pecking my legs...
he runs around me and twists my legs!

He trips me and I go flying through the air and land on the ground.

As I'm getting up, Mr. Rooster is still attacking me!
I stand and for the first time in my life kick the rooster!!!
He flipped over in the air cawing and came right back at me!

As I am kicking him away...he is still coming at me.


My girls started yelling....
"MOM! Are you okay?"

Then I hear through heavy giggling before I am even able to answer that I am indeed alive.....
"HURRY! Run in the house and get her phone so we can take a video!"

They are rolling on the back porch laughing their heads off!

Here I am, in the process of getting my head pecked off  by a rooster
and my daughters are cracking up and TAKING MOVIES OF ME!!!

{NO! I will not be posting, don't even ask! ;) }
This is the most you will see....



I grabbed a broom...
I guided the rooster along...and pushed him away when he started to turn toward me.

What I really wanted to do was swing the broom harder than a golf club in a sand trap...but I didn't.
I thought about it though....visions of the rooster being launched into the air made me happy.
I also had visions of him surrounded by potatoes and carrots in my Dutch Oven.

After many, many tries I could not get the chickens or rooster back into the coop.

Thankfully the boys next door came over and duh!...lured them into the coop with oats.
Hmmm....forgot about that one.

Tonight the rooster sleeps peacefully...but I've got my eye on him.
He better be careful...very, very careful. Or my Dutch Oven vision will come to fruition.

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

That time in February...


...when five days in a row we broke warm weather records.
{which will be ending this upcoming weekend}

....when Jeff had a day off and we went to the Field Museum.

...when we walked along Lake Michigan because it was just so sparkly and blue.

......when we had a great day as a family.
{minus Tyler because he is almost all grown up and working and doing that college thing and we just miss him being little and carefree.... but I also love seeing my kids grow up too...bittersweet}













.....when {once again} I told Jeff I NEED to live in the city.

..I came home to my old house, in my small town and remembered I love it right where I'm at!

........when we stopped for hot dogs at the BEST place on the planet!!! and I may
have eaten more than I should have. ...or maybe not. whatever.

I love my family so very much.
XxOo