Sunday, August 20, 2017

August 20

These boys are truly best buds.

We wanted our kids to be close in age, and they are: there are 20 months between Abby and Logan, 22 1/2 between Logan and Isaac, and 2 1/2 years between Isaac and Brady. Of course, there are no guarantees that siblings will be good friends, so I feel blessed that Isaac and Brady share that gift, and that Abby and Logan were so close, too. I'm sure it's painful for her that he's not here and I know that she pushes people away (whether she knows it or not, I'm not sure) because she's reserving that spot in her heart just for him, but I'm thankful that he was here. And I know she is, too.

As someone who's never managed to do the whole best friend thing very well, it's nice to see my kids filling that role for one another.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

August 19

I was lying on the couch watching TV this afternoon when Brady plunked down next to me. I pulled him closer and we just sat for a little while.

After a few minutes, I decided I needed a pic, so I leaned over, grabbed my phone (which was sitting on the coffee table), and snapped a few.

As I've noted repeatedly in the past, most of life is comprised of regular old moments, so that's just what this is: a regular old moment with my baby.

Friday, August 18, 2017

August 18

Tonight we played Scrabble while listening to Kelly Clarkson. (We walk on the wild side.) While Isaac showed his prowess for the game and kept me on my toes --which is a big deal because I'm good at Scrabble and don't usually have to work hard to win!-- Adam and Abby (and Brady) got into the musical accompaniment in an amusing way.

At some point --I think it was in the middle of "Breakaway"-- Abby picked up her phone and pecked away at the keyboard. A moment later, she flipped it around and began waving it in the air. Adam followed suit, and a few moments later, both were passionately waving their "flames" to the beat.

It didn't end there: Abby searched again and came up a selection of gifs to go along with the songs that followed, and some of them left Adam in stitches.

It's not uncommon for people to look at Abby and say 'wow, she looks like you!' or 'she's totally your mini me'. Those observations are more or less on the money, too. But she's actually quite a lot like Adam, too. They share a very similar sense of humor and a virtually identical way of dealing with social situations. It's a blessing to see them together, making each other laugh, because I think that's the way it's supposed to be for fathers and daughters.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

August 17

It was a lovely day. I began with school drop-offs, moved on to back-to-back coffee dates with two great friends, received some beautiful flowers (and a balloon!) from my 'secret admirer' (which is a long-standing joke), and picked up kids from school. Then in the evening, we celebrated our 15th anniversary in style by attending the boys' Back to School Night. (We know how to live it up.)

That was, of course, only part of the celebration: we also went to dinner afterward at Haps, which is a nice local restaurant. I had some perfectly cooked prime rib and some great conversation with my hunny.

It would be easy to conclude with a pat "it was a good day" and I started to do just that, but I want to add something else. For numerous reasons, I don't easily accept love from other people. And I definitely don't let many people get particularly close -- and definitely not close enough to hurt me. But despite those truths, my hunny has stuck with me, enriched my life, and loved me --through all of our trials and challenges and heartbreak-- for nearly 20 years. And for that blessing --that incredible, amazing blessing-- I'm deeply thankful.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

August 16

Okay, so I'm technically a few hours early with this, but I was just looking through an album --for the first time in probably a few years-- and I found myself smiling over the memories.

Tomorrow is our 15th wedding anniversary. We were much younger --the ripe old age of 24, in fact-- and much more naive back then on that hot August day, but somehow, we managed to make the best joint decision of our lives anyway. (I think God had quite a lot to do with that.)

It hasn't been the easiest ride of all; goodness knows we've walked through some deep, dark valleys. But our union has been punctuated by sweet moments, too. It's hard to say that I'm truly thankful for the heartbreaking moments, but I'm definitely thankful that we've been able to experience them together.

Just like we danced (and danced and danced --seriously, people still tell me how epic it was) at our wedding 15 years ago tomorrow, I hope we'll continue to dance in the years to come.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

August 15

Abby would be less than amused if she saw this post, but this is a small part of a quickie little project she's working on for one of her classes:

It's an About Me sheet done in Instagram style. (Hashtags and all that techno-jazz that's been shoved down our throats in recent years. But I digress.) I'm guessing it's supposed to help the teacher to learn a little about each kid and what he or she likes, hopes for, etc.. A nice concept.

Anyway, as I looked at Abby's, I couldn't help but smile. The way she tackled the challenge of illustrating her favorites --book, movie, career aspiration-- shows her creativity. And the fact that she has such a strong sense of self and who she is means quite a lot to me. I say it about all of my kids quite often, but she's truly a blessing.

Monday, August 14, 2017

August 14

Today I got up far earlier than I prefer, roused a trio of less-than-willing kiddos from their beds, and ushered them off to the first day of school: eighth grade for Abby, fourth for Isaac, and first for Brady. (Well, to be precise, Adam took Abby while I walked the Little Boys. And despite what the image suggests, Brady was fine. He was just mad because someone accidentally clonked him in the head.)

They just keep growing and growing and growing. When I look at them, I feel a mix of pride and awe: it's amazing to see just how much they've all changed over the years -- and how they've all stayed the same, too.

There are challenges and frustrations and disappointments mixed in with the good, of course, but parenthood is a blessing above all else.