See Ya Later September

This little (huge) thing decided to hang out in our backyard with us today.

Ummmm ick

It's the last day of September and I couldn't be happier. You've outstayed your welcome and it's time you get lost.

Please please PLEASE October, do me a solid and give this family a break.

I would appreciate it if my children would sleep thru the night again, lay off the fighting, and remember how to use a normal voice instead of melt-down whiny butt voice.

 And if you could throw in some chilly weather I'll be your Best Friend Forever

Cheers to the weekend

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Gatorade, Tequila, Same Thing Right?

Someone who obviously knows me too well sent me this today, and I died laughing. 

And now I'm craving a cucumber margarita....... mmmmmmm 

P.S.  Is it October yet??? I've had it with September. 

Our Sunday in Pictures

A little Sunday morning paper in bed



Some face painting by mom



Of coarse dress up



Sofia wanted her toes painted, and she BEGGED her Daddy to get his done too. Ha ha
What a good Daddy he is




Can't you tell he was thrilled!



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We Think We're Funny

Cheers to the Weekend!!!!


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Game On

It only took three weeks, but someone FINALLY decided to show up to soccer practice today.
And not to brag, but I'm totally going to, he rules the field!

The best part was the car ride home. This was our convo

Gavin: Mom are you so proud of me?

Me: son my heart is so full it could burst. I am so so proud of you

Gavin: thanks mama (long pause)
I am proud of me too

Oh man I love to your bones sweet boy.




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Rolling With It

Phew... is it Monday already? This new schedule we have is kicking my butt. I think its safe to say that September has not been very kind to us. 

Transition

Thats the word of the month, and I am trying to handle it with as much grace as I can. 

Not sure I'm pulling it off though 

With all the new changes going on, our little family has been stressed out, short tempered and tired tired tired. 

I was laying in bed the other night, beat down from the days chaos, feeling just flat out defeated. My heart was heavy because I knew that our days have been filled with too much fighting, too much crying, too many time outs, and not enough time enjoying what was happening. All of these changes are going to happen whether we are ready or not, and it was there, with my face buried in my pillows, I decided to suck it up, change my attitude and DEAL. 

I have been so caught up in all of the BS that sometimes accompanies life, that I forgot to actually enjoy LIFE. 

So, we took the day off from everything last week and took our babes to Disneyland. We played and laughed and danced to the street bands. We listened when someone talked and held hands when we walked down the streets. We forgot about bills, and work, and how dirty the house was.We remembered to take deep breathes and have patience. 

We remembered that our babies are only four and two, and we maybe sometimes expect too much out of them. We remembered that we are doing the best we can as parents, but we are not perfect, and we get wrapped up in the non important stuff, and miss all the small stuff. 

It was a good day 

I have to remember that we are making the memories of our childrens childhood. I want them to look back at this time and smile and remember how wonderful it all was. 

I need to remember to take a breath

a big breath 

Life is fast and crazy and sometimes completely out of control, but we will just have to deal

Holy Longest Week Ever

One Week Down..... 18 years to go 

School is very slowly, but surely getting more comfortable for my little man. 

My heart almost burst when I found his very first work book page in his cubby today. 

It's been a long long week, and I am exhausted and ready for the weekend and a big fat glass of wine. 

Ok maybe two glasses. this growing up stuff is hard on a mama 

 on another note, the Sissy Girl is loving her alone time 

A Day Of Firsts and Lasts

  What I learned yetserday.......

 Its hard being 4. Its not easy or natural to get dropped off in a room full of kids you've never seen before and a teacher that knows your name but you have NO IDEA who she is. 

It's confusing and scary when your Mama and Daddy and baby sister kiss you goodbye and shut the door, leaving you with all these strangers. 

Being the Mama of the 4 year old boy that you had to drop off for his first day of school with all its new smells and new faces, and having him scream "MAMA PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME" is the hardest thing I ever had to do. 

Needless to say everything about the first day of school yesterday was hard. 

I was a wreck walking back to my car. Sofia cried, no sobbed, for her Big Brother all morning long. I had that anxious throw up felling in my stomach until I pulled into the parking lot to get him. 

When I got to his classroom door, I was so nervous to see how he was. He saw me and bolted to the door. He wrapped his arms around my legs and climbed up my body and squeezed tighter than I have ever felt him squeeze. 

"Mama you came back to get me!!!!!" 

I asked him how his day was and he said he liked school. That he drew a picture and was he teachers helper during story time. He met a couple friends and ate gold fish for snack. He said he was ready to go back on Friday 

I can not express how hard yesterday was for me. Pre School signified not only that my sweet boy was ready to be independent, to learn and play and grow, but it was also an end to the baby chapter of his life. My heart was so proud and so sad all at the same time. I was heartbroken that the lazy days of playing cars and reading stories and baking cookies all day everyday were coming to an end. It was a very big wake up call to how fast children grow up and how incredibly grateful I am that I got to spend the first four years of his life with him at home everyday. 

So Sweet Sweet Boy, I am so proud of you. I am so proud of how brave you are. I am so thankful for every teeny tiny memory we've made together, every cuddle every time out. All of those moments have made the past four years the most amazing, most rewarding days of my life.  I am so excited to see you learn and grow this year in school. 

And I will ALWAYS come back to get you. ALWAYS 

I love you to your bones 

Mama 

Holy Crap I'm Not Ready

I have been in major denial about this very day all summer long. I can't think about it without my eyes welling up with tears. 

Tomorrow my sweet Son goes to his first day of school. 

Hang on while I breath into my paper bag. 

I am a ball of nerves. I break out into a sweat thinking about the drop off tomorrow. 

I officially need a 12 Step Program for "Letting Go" 

I know he is ready, and I know I need the break...... 

But I am HAVING A COW 

Hopefully I will have a recap tomorrow of the big event, if I can stop crying long enough to see straight 

A Summer Night and Set of Wheels

My son had a gift. He is great at just about everything he does, and he is fearless. He is brave and confident and determined. Last night he decided he wanted to ride his bike without his training wheels. So Daddy took them off and told Gavin that he would hold the back of his seat until he felt comfortable balancing all by himself. 

"No thanks Daddy. I can do it myself" 

And he did

He lifted his feet up a couple times to get the feeling of what balancing is and then backed his bike down the drive way and took off. 

5 minutes and he was ready.

The look on his face. The enormous smile that stretched from ear to ear as he sped down the side walk. It took my breath away. 

"I'm DOING IT!!!!! I told you I could do it!!!!" he screamed as he wizzed by. His chest was puffed up with pride. He knew he was 'the man'. 

I never you doubted you for a second sweet boy.

It's making memories like these that made me want to be a mama.  

You rock my world with the things you accomplish and when I grow up 

I want to be JUST like you 

Palm Springs Getaway in Pictures

also known as the HOTTEST three days ever

or

the trip that turned my kids into little fish 

The End