Today marks the end of the last summer I had with just one little girl. When I think back to the beginning of summer, I am amazed by how much she has learned, the amount of words she's learned, how much taller she is, how much longer her hair has gotten, how many movies she's memorized, and how many new experiences she has had. I won't pretend it was perfect because it wasn't -- the unbearable heat through most of July combined with my ever-expanding belly and aching muscles made it hard to keep active some days. She fought through naptime for hours at a time on some days. She had to sit in time out for pinching, hitting, pushing, or running away from us on some days. But there were other days that were fabulous. Days where she patted the grass next to her, put her arms behind her head, and asked me to watch the clouds with her. Days where I got to watch her chase the cat at Grandma's house and see the delight in her eyes when the poor cat would let her pick it up and drag it to her next destination. Days where we both tried something new and we both learned something. Days where I got to watch her imagination start to blossom - where she would tell me she had to march up the hill to save the sheep outside or afternoons spent hunting for Swiper the Fox in our tree and bushes in the front. I got to listen to her sing songs, recite her ABCs almost perfect, count to 15 out of the blue like it was no big deal, nod my head in approval when she finally learned to identify the 12 colors in her colored pencil pack correctly, sit by while she swooped puzzle pieces together on Grandma's iPad faster and faster each time she pulled up a puzzle, beam with pride when she was brave enough to try to swing in a big kid swing or play in the swimming pool when she was kind of afraid at first, and so many other marvelous things.
I am sincerely thankful and humbled to have a job that allows me such a precious chunk of time to spend with my family. I am so happy I didn't miss any of the moments I was given this summer. And I'm trying not to get too emotional, although it's not working too well, because I know in just 10 weeks I will have the time back. Our lives will change again dramatically -- it will be challenging at times, probably more often than I would hope, but it will also come with moments like these - moments where I can stop to think of how fortunate I am to witness the blossoming of my children and shower them with love. Here's to the next chapter. It's arrived, whether we're ready to let go or not.
These are the days where memories are made. These are the days I don't want to forget. The good days, the bad days, the mundane days -- I want them all.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Our Little Artist
My naptimes spent on Pinterest this summer inspired me to try a few kids' craft ideas with Evalee before I headed back to work. I was proud of my organization skills in executing both projects, as neither ended in anything getting ruined or me being angry. She had so much fun with the paints, I'm definitely planning to find a few more things for her to do this fall!
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Breakfast Logic
Eva: Popsy? (her word for popsicle)
Me: No honey. You have to eat something for breakfast first.
She frowns.
Me: Do you want a pancake?
Eva: No.
Me: Banana? Apple? Cereal? Pop Tart?
Eva: No. No. No. No.
Me: Chicken?
Eva: All right!
3 minutes later...
Me: All right... I guess you ate all your... breakfast chicken. You can have a popsicle now.
Me: No honey. You have to eat something for breakfast first.
She frowns.
Me: Do you want a pancake?
Eva: No.
Me: Banana? Apple? Cereal? Pop Tart?
Eva: No. No. No. No.
Me: Chicken?
Eva: All right!
3 minutes later...
Me: All right... I guess you ate all your... breakfast chicken. You can have a popsicle now.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Dora invasion
Eva's imagination has sure been taking off lately. We got a bag full of cast-offs from my cousin whose kids grew out of Dora the Explorer and a few other things, and Evalee found one of the DVDs a few days later and requested to watch it. Since then, it's been unreal how much she pretends to do things from the show. Now every door she sees is a "knock-knock door" that won't open, every tree elicits a gasp followed by a "Swiper the Fox!", and every time we go to the back yard she has to "March, march, march" up our hill in the back. We never know when that ol' Swiper the Fox will make an appearance. Sometimes it's on the car on the way to the grocery store, other times it's in the middle of the sermon at church. He's a sneaky fox, that Swiper.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
A trip to the zoo with Grandma
Grandma took the day off to take us to the zoo. The zoo is such a great place for us to go -- it's only 10 minutes away, it's nice and small so we can go through the whole thing in a couple of hours, and it has lots of fun little experiences that never get old to Eva. She is always so excited to be there. As always, we had a great time and made lots of memories. I even went into the birds, which I hate, just because I knew she'd have a great time with them. Even I am growing.
| We finally got to see the elephants! They've been taking baths the last two times we've visited. |
| She loves to feed the ducks and very carefully feeds them one piece at a time. She likes to try to get them to follow her around and beg for the food. |
| Her favorite. Grandma took the laps this time so I could rest for a little while. |
| She's always a little intimated by the goats at first. |
| But it doesn't take her long to brave up. |
| Grandma couldn't get her the feed fast enough. |
| Meeting the Lorakeets |
| A horse was her ride of choice this time. |
| Here she is mid-"Alllllll right" |
| Waiting for the train to fill up. |
| We love you, Grandma! |
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