Sunday, May 29, 2016

May Beach Vacation

Just a little beach vacation trip action for you... We went to the aquarium at Moody Gardens on the way down, and my little people were super impressed. Then we stayed at Crystal Beach for a few days, soaking up sun and getting some very strange sunburns. What can I say? We're a fair-skinned family.

Then, on the way home, torrential rain flooded parts of 59N and we were trapped in Kingwood overnight! It was quite the adventure, and now we're safe and sound and glad to be sleeping in our own beds again after a FANTASTIC trip.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Milo moments

I treasure a lot of Milo moments in my heart, and I frantically try to document them so I never forget. We vacationed at Crystal Beach this last week, and on our way down, we visited the aquarium at Moody Gardens.

Milo was fascinated with every new creature we saw, and he finally told me, "Mommy, there are all these amazing creatures! And every time I see one, I feel so proud of Yahweh."

And this Mommy heart is so proud of my little man.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Conversations with Little People

Milo and I were snuggling it up during an afternoon storm today, and he spent a lot of time just quiet (which never happens). Finally he told me thoughtfully, "Mommy, I really like to pray at night, when you go out and my stars are on and it's dark. Or at my feet off the floor time, when I'm just by myself. I like to pray and talk to Yahweh."

My heart instantly melted at the thought of him just chatting it up with God during these times (because, believe me, the child is always chatting it up at bedtime), and then he got even more pensive.

"I think I'm going to ask Him if we can have a new baby. A boy or a girl, whatever He thinks is best."

I kissed him and sent him on his way, and I have no idea whether he ever had that conversation, but it was all so heart-warming.

And then, my precious Lucy Jane. I have been frantically working on a secret anniversary gift for Nate every day while he's at work. It's been about two weeks, and neither of my little people have said a word, so I thought we were in the clear because our anniversary is tomorrow.

I stashed away the socks I was knitting for Nate as he pulled into the driveway after work, thinking it would all work out. And then Lucy, my wonderful, excited Lucy, joyfully reported to Nate, "Don't worry, Daddy, we hid your socks!"

Surprise OFF. But with the sweetest intentions. Nate did something really similar when he was a little guy. His mom had packed the three boys up to get pictures taken for a surprise for their dad. After discussing all the way home how they couldn't say a word, sweet, excited Nate ran in and told his dad immediately. Again, surprise off. But with the sweetest intentions. Good to know you can pass things like that down, right?

Wednesday, May 11, 2016


This is another shot from Mother's Day, but I just had to say how much I love this thoughtful, caring, amazing man (that's it for the mush).

We took multiple shots, but this is the only one that made the cut. Such is life!

Monday, May 9, 2016

Mother's Day

Just one more post, because I'm trying to get caught up. Yesterday was Mother's Day, and I felt so very special. My little people (and my wonderful Nate) brought me breakfast in bed, with homemade mugs and a homemade candle. Milo dressed in a red shirt because he knows how much I like him in red, and Lucy picked out her "fancy shirt" (which was a flowered tank top) and sparkly pants. Milo mentioned multiple times during the day that he would like to do things for me, like clean up the house, or play whatever I wanted to play...

Plus we got to see both moms during the day, so it was so lovely.

The cherry on top? I actually got a picture of my with my little people!

Good one

Know any good jokes? My little people have been working on quite the repertoire. I thought I'd share a few I had on video.

The Planet Whaaaaaat?

It's no secret that my little people seem to be born with inherent potty mouths. I give you Exhibit: Lucy's Planets.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Your mom

Nate and I try to keep a reign on our tongues, especially around our little people. One thing we can't resist, though, is the occasional "your mom" joke. I should have known Milo had been paying attention...

Fast forward to dinner two nights ago, and we were having a conversation about melons.

Lucy:  "Mommy, why is it called a watermelon?"

Me:   "Well, I guess because it's a watery melon."

Milo:  "What about cantaloupes?"

Me:   "Um, yes. They are also watery melons. All of those melons are. You know, the fleshy melons."

Milo:  "Your mom's a fleshy melon!"

I tried so hard not to laugh. Nate didn't even bother, and we all had to have a good belly laugh about that one. And then a conversation about how we don't make "your mom" jokes in front of anybody else. Ever.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

My mouthy lady

Do you ever have those moments with your mouthy little people that make you want to cry, and I don't mean in the sweet way?

Lucy is attentive to details, especially if they concern babies. And a baby is any person even remotely smaller than her. We played at the play place in the mall yesterday because it was rainy weather. There were adorable little twin girls running around, just shy of 2 years old. They were precious, and cheery, and all over the place.

Besides appreciating their general cuteness, I didn't pay too much attention, until I saw Lucy giving one of them the once-over, and then following her around, leaning in and staring at one of her arms. I did a quick check and realized that this little cutie was missing one of her hands, and I tried to get to Lucy before she opened her beautifully big mouth. No such luck.

"Hey, hey! Where's your other hand? Where did it go?" Lucy did a quick sweep of the floor and the slide, like she was searching for it. She was genuinely concerned, but so darn loud about it. "Hey Milo, she doesn't have the other hand! Where is it?"

I wanted to sink into the earth as I apologized to the mommy, who probably hears this kind of nonsense all the time... She was so kind and told me, "She's a little kid. Kids are curious!"

And she's right. Kids are curious. But I always want mine to be kind before curious. Try explaining that to a two-year old, though, and you come up short. I left the mall with a sad heart, trying to figure out how I could have handled that situation better.