enough time to relax and write, but not enough time to dive into reading school stuff – this is my wednesday during the three hours max is away from home. there is some cooking and playing with bella to be done, some surfing on the net and of-course, some snuggling.
bella visited her classroom for a [...]
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“While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.”
Posted in BellaGrace, Home, Max, School on August 26, 2009 | Comments Off
The Last Weekend
Posted in BellaGrace, Max, Transition on August 24, 2009 | Comments Off
Our weekend before school…
and my personal favorite…
i never thought i’d look forward to the first day of school this much. max had a ball with his new class, today, and bella didn’t want to leave with me when we dropped him off. she is going to have a lot of fun in her class, too. [...]
papa & max & their obvious dna similarities.
Posted in BellaGrace, Max, Toys on August 22, 2009 | Comments Off
max is really into bakugans. he collects them. even has a special carrying case that holds ten toys along with their accompanying cards. this case is nearly filled and i’m expecting a second one will be requested soon. these are his special toys right now. the dinosaurs that he still loves but rarely plays with [...]
“i’m a lucky mama,” i tell my children every day.
Posted in BellaGrace, Future, Max on August 19, 2009 | Comments Off
two more days until hal’s first full weekend off in a really long time, four more days until max’s first day of VPK, five more days until my first serious class, and six more days until bella’s first day of pre-school.
if it were possible to die from a cocktail of boredom and eagerness, i would [...]
For-ever In Awe.
Posted in BellaGrace, Max on August 17, 2009 | Comments Off
max will be five years old, november 9th, this year. his abilities since turning four have boomed him into full-fledged big kid status. he’s making his own seed butter and jam sandwiches and baking our favorite wheat-free chocolate chip cookies, all by himself. i supervise, but totally hands off about it and offering direction only [...]
“Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing.”
Posted in BellaGrace, Max on July 30, 2009 | Comments Off
generally, housework is not something i like to toil over for any length of time, only just enough to show our space some love and respect. i’ve been playing catch-up after being out of commission for a week _two weeks ago_ when the kids and i were sick. hal did what he could to help [...]
How 30 seconds can feel like a lifetime…
Posted in BellaGrace, Outings on July 29, 2009 | Comments Off
i took max and bella to the beach on monday, with two friends and their children (we totaled a pack of nine). we had a picnic lunch at an old and crusted wooden table before heading out to claim our spot in the sand. as we were setting our things down, and the rented umbrella [...]
not much more than meets the eye.
Posted in BellaGrace, Respite on June 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
hal and i dropped max and bella off at my in-laws last night and treated ourselves to dinner and a movie. dinner was at chipotle and the movie was transformers. i remember watching the transformers cartoon as a child and being totally fascinated with the robots. even to the point of fantasizing that i was [...]
beach day…
Posted in BellaGrace, Friends, Outings on April 9, 2009 | 1 Comment »
i received a phone call from katie this morning, inviting us out to the beach. i knew i wanted to take the kids somewhere and had been trying to decide, mostly leaning towards a trip out to our local state park. the phone call was perfectly timed.
and, to make it even better, this was bella’s [...]
Sometimes, you gotta leave your children with someone else… to see a movie.
Posted in Allergy Diet, BellaGrace, Boundaries, Family, Marriage, Respite on March 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
First conversation when I [just barely] opened my eyes this morning:
Max {hovering over me with a sense of urgency in his voice, whispering loudly}: Mom… MOM!
Me {groggy}: Whah?
Max {still, in a strong whisper}: YOUR bathroom is DISGUSTING!
Me {as if it were my dad telling me}: Oh, I know. I guess I [...]
