What comes next...College?

With my coffee next to me, Drew at preschool and Jett napping, I am sitting here thinking about time and my boys. About how Drew has less than 23 days left of preschool, then it will be time for him to march on to a BIG school bus on the way to Kindergarten...about how Jett stood on his own for almost a minute this morning and will probably be walking in the very near future...about how much I just want time to stop, right here, right NOW! It is bittersweet to watch them grow and learn new things, but the thought of them actually growing up is quite terrifying to me. They need me, rely on me, for so much...which is overwhelming, exhausting and sometimes a bit annoying...but deep down, I love it. I love being their mother.

Perhaps all of this is coming from my recent realizaton that all 50 lbs. of Drew is just too big for me to pick up anymore. So, now, everytime I hold Jett, I squeeze him a little tighter and hold him a little longer because I know the day will come too soon when I won't be able to hold him either.

Terrified as I may be, I am so excited to see the boys and men they grow to be. If I can teach them two things in life, to love Christ and to love all people, then the rest will fall into place...and Matt and I will have succeeded.

Going Bananas!!

It's almost silly how much we love bananas! We love them in cereal, we love them on ice cream, mashed in pancakes, we love them with chocolate, or peanut putter...or the best of both worlds: Nutella! Jett loves them in a jar. We love banana bread, banana muffins and banana popsicles! I wonder if a banana tree would survive if we planted one here in our yard? I'm going to have to research that!

Baby needs new shoes.

I suppose it is the curse of the second boy...hand-me-downs. Although, Jett doesn't seem to mind, atleast not yet. For some reason, I feel so guilty every time I go into the basement to look for the next size tub of Drew's old clothes that I have stashed away just for him. I know it sounds silly, but I just feel like he deserves something NEW every once in a while...just for being him- so sweet and cute! So today, he got some new shoes. He loves them!

and this last picture is just because I love his smile...and his drool!

How do you torture your kids? I use sour candy!

I know, cruel, but funny!

Valentine's Day Pizza

It was a wonderful day with my boys. I have so much love for each one of them and today was just a special day to make sure they know. Tonight, for dinner, we made our first homemade pizza. It was Drew's idea to make a heart out of pepperoni. He's so sentimental!

This Thanksgiving

As I sit and think back on this year, I have so incredibly much to be thankful for. I get overwhelmed thinking about how much God loves me (and Matt) to entrust us to raise these precious 2 boys of his. For this, I am most thankful.

I am also thankful for many other things like the most amazing friends, old and new. I am thankful for for my husband, who will unload the dishwasher with out being asked. I am thankful to own the house next door to my parents, who are such loving parents and grandparents. I am thankful for healthy boys, chocolate cake and red wine. I am thankful for an almost paid off car, clear water and new roof. I am thankful for my cozy, clean bed that is big enough to hold our family of four sometimes plus the dog...and so much more...

Today is going to be a day of getting stuff done...because it MUST!

I'm overwhelmed. After everyone in this house battling the stomach virus over the past week, every inch of this house is a wreck. I have anxiety in every room it seems. I don't even know where to start. I have 10 aprons to sew, which I am so thankful for, but still have to find the time to complete. Jett is teething. He also is still trying to get this stomach bug out of his system. I will jump off the couch in excitment at the sight of his first solid poop in almost a week. He does have the cutest two little bottom teeth ever though! Needless to say, he has not let me put him down nor has he slept very well in days. Drew knows everything so this has led to us butting heads constantly, because well, he doesn't...I do. Not really, but I want him to think that anyway.

So, while my baby cries, my dishes wait patiently in the sink, my bed sits unmade and I am dirty, I pray. God, thank you for this day, this wonderful day.