Blessed Sunday

Pitching.
Blessing.

Aid loves when he gets to pitch.
I love what he loves.
He looks so big out there.
Only two more games and the season is over.
Which is also a tiny blessing.

Discovered photos.
Blessing.

Asher is one day old.
Dang, he looks so tiny.
How can this seem so long ago and just like yesterday at the same time.
This gave me an idea. . .
I'm going to find first pictures of all the bebes and frame them for their new rooms.

Sunday trip to the house.
Blessing.

Adam made three trips over today.
He didn't want to miss anything.

I took photos of the kitchen so I can start planning my cabinet contents.
You could call this super prepared or crazy. 
I'm ok with either.

Abby was fussing at her brothers to get out of her room.
And so it begins.
Sigh.

Aid was measuring the property lines.
Ninety one of his steps.
Then he measured his feet.
Ten inches.
You do the math.

Asher was busy digging rocks.
And then throwing them.
His little head had a near miss when he threw one straight up.

Lilacs.
Blessing.

Adam and Abby brought me flowers from the backyard.
I love myself a lilac.
I especially love it when there is next to nothing left in the house to make it a home.
Little things make a big difference.

Recess spent with this little girl.
Blessing.

I love to substitute for Abby's class.
Those little people make me giggle.
We read books and sing songs.
Not a bad way to spend a day.

Blessed Sunday: Mother's Day

Asher.
Blessing.

A cookie in one hand and his sucker in the other.
He took turns dropping each of them on the ground and then putting them right back in his mouth.
Super awesome.

Aidan.
Blessing.

I was so proud of this boy today.
He went to the basketball court and asked three boys he didn't know if he could play with them.
I would have never done that.
What a brave boy.
The sweaty, crazy hair is just a bonus.

Abby Mae.
Blessing.

This is actually the best photo I got of Boo today.
She was so busy with the ladybug in her hand she wouldn't even look my direction.
And in case you were wondering even after all the names I gave her for the ladybug, like Lulu, Lily, Lucy, Lady, etc.
She named her. . .
Ladybug. 

My mom and sister.
Blessing.


We had a wonderful day together.
Lunch out and dessert at the park.
The Mother's Day concert was lovely.
The weather was warm and breezy.
A little too breezy when I got hit with a falling branch.
Ouch.
Lots of giggles and cookies and stories.
Perfect kind of afternoon.

Happy Mother's Day to all of you!
xoxoxoxo

Ten on Ten

On the way to school.
Yes, he is having pudding for breakfast.
Sigh.

Yard sale time.
Somebody found himself a new toy.
He was the happiest.
Well, he was until I took him out so I could put him in his carseat.
Whoah.
Baby meltdown.
And I don't mean it was a tiny meltdown.
I mean he is a baby and he had a meltdown.
A big one.

Picked up Adam for lunch break errands.
We live in a beautiful place.
Blessed.

Of course the errands included a stop at the house.
Cabinets are sitting in the kitchen.
Doors are leaning up in the living room.
Pantry has shelves.
Eeeeeeeeeeee  !!

Checking out my list for the month.
Busy.

At work.
Sitting in the shade while the kiddos play.

Treasures from the morning.
My mom, sister and I got to yard sale together and have lunch.
Pretty much the best surprise Friday ever.

Adam keeps leaving these for me.
I think he wants me to do something with them.
And I don't think it is robot fun for the kids.

New windows and siding for the old house.
She will be a beauty when we move out.

Dear Renter,
You're welcome.
Love, Me.

Mother's Day gift from Bubba.
Yum.

Just one thing you should know about these.
He made these with his Grandma Jan.
Jan is Paige's mom.
Paige is Aidan's bonus mom.
That's right.
My ex-husband's wife's mom helped my son make these for me.
Sweetest. Thing. Ever.

Ten hours done.
Phew.

House Update

Announcement.
Things are happening on F Street. 

We have drywall. 

Yippee!!

 What a difference it makes. 

Seeing through walls is cool and all.

It's especially helpful when you're a mom.

But now you can really see what it is going to look like. 

And that is also pretty cool. 

 The excitement level rose by a thousand. 

 Hooray!!!

Abby took this one while she was walking down the stairs.
Dangerous?
Perhaps.
Good shot?
Definitely. 
Adam is showing my Dad the backyard markers. 
We somehow gained some area which makes Adam super duper happy. 

Living room.
The fireplace looks really little and sad.
It needs a mantel.
So I can do this to it. 

Dining Room.
I think the builder moved the slider door. 
Adam and Dennis (our incredible realtor) do not. 
They also think I may be crazy for thinking that. 
I don't agree with them. 
Obviously. 

Kitchen.
Those pipes sticking out of the middle of the floor is where the bar will be. 
Not the dance on top sort of bar. 
The kids eat breakfast and do your homework sort of bar. 
Times have changed. 

Looking from the living room to the front door.
To the left is the garage door.
Did I tell you what it going in there?
Something like this or this. 

From the front door.
I have big plans for the wall on the right.  
Can you say gallery sweet gallery???
Pictures and words and mirrors. . . oh my! 



It's funny how it seems to be happening really fast and really slow at the same time. 

We have this weird amount of time. 
I can't pack everything because we're still living here for another month. 
But I want to pack all I can so it's not crazy stressful when it is time.


So I guess I will just keep pinning lovely home ideas and blogging photos of what is happening on F Street. 

Makes sense, right?

Blessed Sunday

Worship music wake up.
Blessing.

When I was younger my dad would play gospel music on Sunday mornings to wake us up for church.
It was usually The Gaithers and it was on our old record player.
I tried my version of it today.
Not a bad way to start the day.
Give it a try.

 

Smiling bebes.
Blessing.

Could be because he has a donut in his hand.
Or maybe it was the wake up music.
We will never know.

A husband who will make two stops when I want an iced chai.
Blessing. 

Fresh flowers.
Blessing.

Adam picked these for Abby out of the backyard.
Her face lit up with the biggest smile.
So super sweet.

Hope you had a blessed day too!

House Update

I think my kitchen looks nice in pink.
Wonder if Sherwin Willimas has a shade named Insulation Pink?

Adam is checking out the entry way.
The whole downstairs in pink may be overkill.
Ha.


I found something on the good old interweb that you could write Bible verses on the frame of your house before the sheet rock went up.
I loved the idea.

So did Adam.
We went Sunday and filled up our walls with God's word.

This is in our bedroom closet.

Bebe rooms.

Kitchen.

And my favorite.
It's in the entry way.

God bless our home.

Abby Antics

Abby likes to have a "bed" wherever she is.
You know, just in case.
You never know when you are going to need a spur of the moment nap.
Is that just me?
Weird.


Trouble is that Asher thinks the bed she has made is for him.
It isn't.
She is very vocal on this.
More than not there are tears.
From all of us. 

 I can usually convince her pretty easily to make one for Asher.
Just as quickly the tears have stopped.
All is better in the world.

Love these littles.