It was our first time to experience the Strongsville tree lighting ceremony, and what a celebration it was! Fireworks, Santa's entrance on a float, Elsa & Olaf, free hot cocoa, reindeer...the works. { Baby little } went absolutely giddy over the fireworks. He is always in awe and tonight was no exception. It was a bit of magic and a great way to start the holiday season. I will miss this city when we move.
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I spent the afternoon at a newborn photoshoot. But not just any photoshoot....that baby girl is Rita's granddaughter...snuggled there in grandma's arms. It was special to be able to capture these moments for them...but it makes me think of what she has been to my babies. I remember the first day we met as I held but chubby little almost 5 month old in my arms, asking her questions, reluctant to give my baby over to anyone but there was a comfort with her...we talked like we'd already known each other. She has snuggled them, fed them, discipled them, played with them, watched movies, colored papers, held them when they were sick or crabby or wanting their mama. Babysitter just isn't the right title, family....yes family is more like it. And when I was working, that was all I wanted for them...another adult they could trust and love and would love them in return. Thank you for being a big part of my babies' childhoods.
There's a bit boy in the house! It's been loose for weeks but tonight he said it hurt. I told him, the only way I know to make it stop hurting is to pull it out. He hesitated for a moment but let me try. My fingers slipped, but he let me try again. They slipped again. He got really brave and told me "pull it a hundred thousand times until it's out"! It only took one more try and it was out! He cried. Not because it hurt but because of the blood. But those tears quickly turned to laughter as he realized it didn't hurt anymore and he had lost his first tooth. He decorated his tooth fairy box and put it beside his bed waiting for what the tooth fairy would bring. The tooth fairy still brings $1 per tooth in this house...but for your first tooth, you also get a lego mini figure.
A book is a book...even if it's a coloring book. He put his fart gun (yes, I said fart gun) down and picked up a light read about a spooky Thomas the Train adventure.
When they get out the costumes, I get a little giddy. I enjoy watching them transform into new characters...and { baby little } is at the age where he is truly a part of the story...whatever it is they create together. Feeling super safe with these super heros in my living room.
I don't know. I honestly have no clue what their conversation and play was about...but it didn't matter. Whether they were working together to fight crime or fending off storm troopers, they were in a fantasy world they created. I sat back in my adirondack chair and watched them be little boys.
Although we try to limit the time they spend on electronics, { big boy little } was hooked into the reading program from school...now how can I say no to that? And { baby little } on the ipad, working on letters. It was cute, they way they were sitting there like little adults at work.
Everyday I am in awe of what a beautiful Fall we have had. Ohio can be rainy and overcast, but not this fall. Not at all. And the sunsets. They have been truly incredible. In the car on my way back from a photo session...I just felt so much peace and gratitude...and a love for this city I call home. iphone
Tonight marked the first official brother sleep over. Jason and I sat in our bedroom listening and watching on the video monitor to the giggles and cackles mixed with the frozen soundtrack playing in the background. Priceless. At one point { big boy little } finally drifted off and { baby little } started using all his body weight to push his little hand on his brother's head to try to wake him up! One quick trip in from daddy and the shenanigans stopped and both boys were out for the night.
It's nice to have those days where you feel beautiful. Where your hair is looking good and you think, not bad for 35. Not all days are like that...but when you have one, it's good to document it. I certainly hope this is the version of myself my boys will remember and the one my husband sees and not the one of me in my pjs, without my hair brushed and no makeup on. Well, maybe that version isn't all that bad either.
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What now?It truly is a labor of love each day to search for just the right image(s)...the ones that represent our daily lives...edit them, organize them, write about them. What a wonderful experience and an amazing amount of growth this year for me. It has been a great journey but one I am not jumping into again just yet. I am going to take a breather, let the dust settle and let inspiration find me and lead me to my next project. For now, I will continue to post about our lives but only when I feel it.
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