Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Day at The Grove

On Saturday we ventured up to LA to visit the American Girl store at The Grove. What a cool place!! Yes, the store was everything you would expect it to be. There was a salon for the dolls to get their hair done and their ears pierced, a cafe and every bit of merchandise you can imagine. The coolest thing, though, was taking our time, strolling around the area. Here are some of the highlights of the day. Grandma and the cousins inside of the beautiful movie theater. We saw Despicable Me.

Emma is proud of her doll's new look.
We all loved watching Emma's doll get the beauty treatment.
Next to The Grave is the Farmers Market.
We picked up the trolly outside the market and headed towards the cinema to watch the movie.
Abbie found some delicious fruit. We all loved tasting it.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Lucky Seven

It was a special morning for our Emma. Turning seven is pretty exciting. The day started at 6:15 (yes, you read that right) when Emma woke me up and told me she was hungry. What she could have said was, "let the festivities begin" because Emma has been waiting for this day for weeks. Oh yeah--bring on my breakfast in bed!!! Notice my cute front toothless smile?

Emma passing all kinds of love around to her brother and sister. Who wouldn't be feeling happy when your brother and sister bring you presents, and sing you every rendition of the Happy
Birthday song that they know?
Party blowers and breakfast!
They are all getting into the party spirit. But this doesn't last long. After opening presents, we have to get Emma ready for her special day with Grandma Sedgwick.
Emma and I waiting at the Solana Beach train station. Grandma took the train from SJC to pick Emma up this morning and take her home to SJC.
Emma on the train platform waiting for the "all aboard." She and Grandma are heading up to SJC for a day together--including dinner and a slumber party.
Here they go!! Have fun Emma. We sure love you and are so happy that you are part of our family.

Surfer Baby

Between cloudy days around here, we enjoyed an afternoon at our neighbor's pool.

Oh, yeah. He's a natural.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Thank You Note

Yesterday Emma wrote me a note in her Primary Class. It cracked me up.
Dear Mom,

Thank you for being nice to me. I love you and that is no joke!

(cute drawing of the two of us together)

P.S. Call me.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Movie Night

Last night I had a plan. It entailed getting the kiddos to bed early so that I could watch a movie and then go to bed too. So at about 7:45 I started directing the kids to their rooms so I could read with them and send them off to dreamland. Matthew was first, and because he didn't have a nap, he went to sleep pretty easily--we just had to read Where the Wild Things Are and roar our terrible roars. Emma was next. She was sleeping with me last night so we curled up into my bed to read Narnia--two chapters. Lastly, Abbie. She was in her room reading Les Miserables, but was getting tied up in some of the french so she finished up with a good Nancy Drew mystery. Done. 8:45.

I walked down stairs, got the movie going, and snuggled up into one of our extra soft blankets. I was feeling relaxed. Not ten minutes into the movie I heard Abbie calling down to me. Ignore. If she really needs me, she knows where I am. Five minutes after that Emma came down and was determined that I download some music that she had to learn for drama camp the next morning. I took a deep breath and went to the computer with her. Ten minutes later, we still didn't have it downloaded and she was back in bed--of course she needed to be tucked back in. I finished up and walked down stairs. Ten more minutes pass and Matthew cried out MOMMY!!. Back up the stairs. He was sitting up in bed crying. I asked him if he needed to go to the bathroom and I scooped him up in my arms and helped him take care of business. Then I layed him back down and slept with him for a few minutes--his favorite.

It was while I was laying with Matthew that I remembered how I used to walk into Abbie's room when she was just a baby. I liked to go in there while she was sleeping and smell her. I would get real close and touch her cheek with my nose, then take a deep breath. She was so soft and would often smell of shampoo. How I loved that smell. Matthew smelled like that last night too. I lay there wondering if I was ever going to get back to my movie. Please...just a couple of hours of peace.

I did get to finish my movie. In the story the woman found herself--she found joy through cooking.

When the show ended I went back up to bed. The whole house was quiet and dark. Emma was sleeping quietly where Mark would have been if he were home. I felt tired (it was 11:30) but happy. I thought about the movie and how the gal discovered that by doing something she loved and by following a great example she was her happiest. The same is true for me. What brings me so much joy? My husband and kids. I love them. It was ironic that I felt such a surge of love for the kids after trying to get free from them all night long. Though I initially wanted to get some time to myself-and we all need that, by the end of the night I really felt so thankful for those three soft, warm sleeping kids. They take all my energy, all my heart and all my self control. I am thankful that I am not left alone in my endeavor of motherhood. What a perfect example of love I have in Jesus Christ. Thank goodness for that.

Tonight I will be home alone again. I'll probably try to watch another movie I haven't gotten around to yet. The kids will most likely catch me eating ice cream (after I tell them "no") or will wake up a gazillion times at the best parts of the show--or even worse come down stairs for a drink of water while I am sitting in a heap, crying at the sad parts.

I wonder what life lessons I have in store for me tonight.