Finding calm in the chaos

Finding calm in the chaos

Friday, March 30, 2012

Monday, March 26, 2012

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Clap Your Hands

After watching some old videos on our blog, ND asked me to make a video of her.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

eye candy

These images may be too sexy to post on a family blog.

My husband, still dressed up in his church clothes, washing the dishes.
Be still my heart.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

when the circus comes to town

Sam and ND's daycare was studying the circus a few weeks ago. The night before their final circus day, we scurried around, finding costumes for Sam the clown and ND the juggler. Sam settled on being a firefighting clown and ND fit into a dragon costume. We painted their faces with some long lasting lip stick and they were good to go. (Just FYI--it really is long lasting. The daycare teachers were amazed at how well it stayed put the whole day...and the whole night.)

We dropped the kids off at daycare...and then Joe dropped me off for Lasik. More on that later...

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Fancy Nancy tea party

Sam's friend, Kenzie, turned 4 this weekend and celebrated her big day with a Fancy Nancy birthday party. Nancy is a little girl who loves dressing up and fancy things, so we were invited to attend a birthday "soiree" in our most "fabulous ensemble."

I wasn't really sure that Sam had a "fabulous ensemble" but RSVP'd for this fancy lemonade-tea party anyway. Saturday morning we scoured our closets and Sam carefully selected his ensemble: cowboy boots, camo pants, camo sweatshirt, camo hat. He was so proud of his outfit. "I look handsome, Mom!"

 ND, on the other hand, has lots of fabulous ensembles to wear, but was admant she was not going to wear a dress. She slected pink pants, a pink shirt, her tutu Aunt Mandi made her and a matching hair bow. The final accessory: sequined Dora sandals.

She looked "pretty, pretty", too.

As we were getting out of the car, I coached Sam on his manners. We'd been practicing saying "Happy Birthday!" and "Thanks for having us over."

Me: It's Kenzie's birthday party. What are you going to say to her when you see her?
Sam: Um. I don't know.
Me: Remember? We practiced. What are you going to tell Kenzie?
Sam (smiling): I'll tell her, 'I look handsome!'

(After I stopped laughing, I reminded him about nice manners again. He actually said, "Happy Birthday, Kenzie. You look pretty.")

Friday, March 16, 2012

Welcome to the family, Elizabeth!

The 6th Co-op child, Miss Elizabeth Laura Eddy (AKA Ellie) made her way into the world this morning. I learned of her arrival via text message on my morning run and attempted to race back to the house to get up to Spokane and meet this new baby. My "race" pace was short-lived, so I jogged back leisurely instead. With Dori's help, we got ready and loaded the kiddos in the car. Dori headed home and we picked up my Grandma A. so we could all go to Spokane together.

Big sister Glory holds Ellie
 Of course, this meant we hit Spokane at nap time. So, my two crabby kids met their new cousin, who was crying also. It was an "Oh, my. Are we really ready for this?" kind of moment. I'd assumed that our Co-op clan was due for an easy baby who liked to sleep. It's not looking like Ellie is that sort of baby.
Big sister Kate holds Glory

At 8lbs, she is smaller than I expected. With all those big Eddy babies, I'm a little disappointed she's not a twelve-pounder. C'mon, Kevin and Amy. Really. I thought you always grew them big.

But, she is a beautiful baby who feels just right in her Ninang's arms. It's amazing how I can see similarities with each one of her siblings in her face, but she looks like her own little person.
I finally get to hold a crying Ellie...with a grouchy Sam. Two grouchy kiddos...oh, my.
Welcome to the family, Ellie. We're so glad you are here.

Friday, March 09, 2012

off in Lala-land

We've been talking about bad dreams at our house a lot lately (although Sam insists they are called "naughty" dreams). Sam's been getting out of bed, worried he'll have a naughty dream if he falls asleep, or coming into our room in the middle of the night because he just had a naughty dream.
Lala: You girls never had bad dreams like that.

Me: Oh, yes, I did.

Lala: I don't remember that.

Me: Mom! All the time! And it was probably your fault, too. You used to save all your cautionary tales for bedtime stories.

Lala: What do you mean?

Me: You'd tuck us into bed, kiss us good night and say,  'Don't get married until after you finish college. If a stranger ever tries to grab you, run away screaming. Don't ever get into a car with a stranger. Don't do drugs or you'll end up living under a bridge without a bed to sleep in. Ok, now sleep tight.' Then you'd leave and I'd lie awake, petrified of all the bad things that could possibly happen to me.

Lala: Well...those are important things to know.

Friday, March 02, 2012

confessions of a slacker mom

Rocking two sleeping children is a sweet pleasure of motherhood.

...albeit a very HOT, sweet pleasure of motherhood.
 These kids are like space heaters!