Friday, July 19, 2013

Vacation

As we prepare for our annual family beach trip, I begin to remember what last year was like.  Our little man didn't have our last name yet, he wasn't walking yet, and his delays were ever present.

It's amazing the different a year makes.
He is officially Mason,
 he is walking, running, hopping, climbing letters
And he is closing the gap big time from where he should be to where he is. 

So enjoy your week

Bring on the beach

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The good, the bad, and the messy!!

This weekend my hubby and two older boys went on a 4 day road trip to South Carolina to visit Grandpa.  It was a bitter sweet trip as my father-in-law is suffering with ALS and is deteriorating quickly.  They had a wonderful trip with lots of laughs and memories. 

That left Mason and I here.
home alone.
for 4 whole days.
by ourselves.

I missed my boys something awful.  And playing cruise director by myself to an almost two year old is exhausting and patience draining.  Let's just say there were many times this weekend that this mommy should have had a time out.  I'm not proud nor was it pretty....just keeping it real.
I think sometimes people view people who adopt as having some sort of parenting super power.  Just doing my part to dispel the myth.  :o)  I'm a sinner like everyone else.


Anyway, now that I've aired my dirt laundry, lets get to the messy.  I mean literally messy.  Today the boys and I played.  Like things you do over a whole summer we did in one day.
Today we:


Made breadsticks from scratch

Introduced the kiddos to the art of mud pie making. shhh...don't tell their aunt 


and created time capsules complete with map to find them in two years.  Nah, that map won't get lost in my well organized house.  LOL
 
 This was the best we could do for time capsules.  Old nip bottles that grampy found in the parking lot and took home to clean out because he thought the color was cool.  That's our Grampy!


So although there was some bad, there was lots of good and tons of messy.  And I take comfort in the forgiveness of my heavenly Father whose not finished with me yet.  And if my toddler throws some great temper tantrums in your presence, I have no idea where he learned them from...please don't judge. ;op