Category Archives: family

mom moment: macaroni & cheese.

Just one of those mom moments that I’ve got to remember … there’s nothing quite as thrilling as being a parent!

It was about 7:30 pm on Saturday night. We had finished dinner from Boston Market – turkey, mashed potatoes, and macaroni & cheese. In true toddler style, Lil ended up with a nice macaroni & cheese mustache, which Dada wiped away as he got her into her pajamas and ready for bed.

Fast forward an hour or so. I begin to get up from the couch, and the following conversation unfolds:

L: “MaMum, where you going?”

Me: “I’m going to wash my face, honey.”

L: Touching my face, just outside my mouth, “Oh, you have macaroni and cheese there?”

The innocent mind of a child. Sometimes I wish I could bottle her up and keep her this way forever.

1,000 gifts … 51-100

Gifts 51-100 are done and can be found here! Some of my favorites:

61. The word ‘fabulous.’
65. Dreams. The awake kind when you think about who you want to be when you grow up … even though you’re 31 years old.
70. A great feeling workout, whether it be at the gym, some Just Dance Kids dancing with my daughter, or both!!!
88. JUS

1,000 gifts … 1-50

Update: So I’ve decided to use a separate site to house my 1,000 gifts posts. I’ll leave 1-50 here, and in the future, I’ll just post a link (and maybe a sneak peek) when each set of 50 is up. My 1,000 gifts …

This year, I’ll count 1,000 (and hopefully many more) gifts, or blessings, in my life. Some may be silly, some more serious, and probably most right in-between. I’ll fill you in on it a little more later, but for now, here are the first 50.

1. The health of my family.
2. The playdate that shouldn’t have been. We were supposed to be visiting a wedding venue with my sister, her fiancee, and the rest of my family yesterday. When the stomach bug hit Lil through the night on Saturday, we were forced to stay home. We ended up having a fabulous day in – playing choo-choo, watching Shrek, making macaroni & cheese, and just being.
3. The fun in “just for practice for the party that’s 4 months away” cake making. I have a few improvements I’ll make on our next “practice” cake, but it was a start that left me feeling fairly confident.
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4. Good relationships with my sisters.
5. Pandora radio.
6. A 60+ degree Saturday in January. We had an amazing time at the park, which leads me to number 7.
7. A growing little girl. She can now ride her bike!
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8. Time-outs.
9. My ability to listen. Just listen.
10. A little 2-year-old girl curled up in my lap, watching Dada paint the new back door.
11. Inspirational bloggers.
12. Motivation and dedication.
13. Driving a bit further just to say, “hello.”
14. Coffee.
15. A warm home.
16. The reflection that accompanies packing up the Nativity this year.
17. Little kisses.
18. The promise of our first “Bucket List” trip.
19. The 2011 Family Gift, which is much more of a blessing than anything money can buy.
20. The light in Lily’s eyes as I show her the Steelers hoodie she’ll wear the day after their loss to the Broncos. We’re no fair weather fans, thank you very much.
21. Great crock pot recipes.
22. Memories in print.
23. Starting an inspirational book.
24. Colleagues who are incredibly real.
25. Pinterest for inspiration.
26. A large, currently blank wall.
27. That tiny cross that still needs a home in our home.
28. Beginning to craft invites 4 months in advance.
29. My kitchen assistant, who happily pours, mixes, and measures.
30. Finding something you’d forgotten you had.
31. Color.
32. Being able to come to work on Monday (also known as avoiding the stomach bug).
33. FaceTime.
34. My uber-handy husband. There’s nothing he can’t do, and I’m more grateful than he will ever know.
35. A beautiful sunrise.
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36. The eyes of a little girl who noticed the beautiful sunrise a few mornings ago.
37. The times I actually listen to my inner voice.
38. Supportive and loving parents.
39. A gym at work.
40. A song that reminds me of who I am and where I came from.
41. A comment or like on a blog post.
42. A song and coaster this morning that take me back to that place that brought me here.
43. A note from a friend.
44. Checklists.
45. The ability to plan months in advance for things I truly enjoy.
46. A tin roof at the office. That sound puts me in a happy place every single time.
47. Comfy slippers.
48. My standing desk. I love this thing!
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49. Thriving plants that survived a tumble across the car.
50. Handwritten things. Just a little handwritten note can mean so much.

you.

I’ve found myself thinking a lot lately about how things are different …

  • About how I hardly ever do a load of laundry by myself. You’re always there to put the clothes in the washer, watch me pour the detergent, and to pour the OxiClean and Unstopables in for me. And I know I can’t push even one button on the washer or dryer because “YiYee do it.” You always seem to come running when it’s time to put the clothes in the dryer, too. I love that you always tell me that they’re cold and heavy.
  • About how differently you play. We went to the park today for the first time since October (I know this because you weren’t using the potty yet … but you are for sure, now!). You’re much more confident, and also much more curious. And your feet can finally use the pedals on your bike! (P.S. – You wore your helmet for the first time, too! You fought a little bit the first time, but we didn’t even get a peep from you the second time!)
  • About how often I cook with you – whether you’re sitting on the counter just watching, standing on your step stool trying to get into something you shouldn’t, peeking through the oven window, or getting messy by helping me pour, stir, and roll. I love these times together.
  • About just how grown up you’ve become. Our conversations are just that – conversations. You’ll tell me things you’ve done at “Ms. Lucy’s” when I ask, but you’ll also recount memories from days prior that even I don’t remember. You’ll point out how things are similar. And just yesterday, you walked outside and noticed the amazing sunrise. You turned to me and said, “See pink, MaMum?” Just so you know, my heart melted right then and there. What you shared with me that morning was so much more than just a sunrise.

As each phase comes and goes, I always think it can’t get any better than this.

Yet somehow, it always does.

lil’s pics …

My Dada & MaMum got me one of those boring kid-friendly cameras for my birthday – it’s a whopping 1.3 megapixels. Thrilling!

Curious about what life looks like through my 2-year-old eyes? Wonder no more! Here are some of my best shots of 2011 …

My life … it’s all castles, rainbows, and pink skies.

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My self-portrait, peeps.

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My pink Christmas tree. With Steelers ornaments.

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This is my MaMum and my dog. I had to dress MaMum up with a flower necklace – she was lookin’ a little rough.

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MaMum and Blue Bear. They’re silly!

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A girl can dream, right? Check out these glasses!

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My Dada’s choo-choo on the shelf. I love choo-choos.

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Dada’s driving somewhere. Look at his shirt – think it was Labor Day, 4th of July, or Memorial Day? His seat needed some pizzazz.

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Um, I think this is my MaMum on the potty! That’s funny!

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My view – through the sunroof. I think.

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Dada shaving!

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MaMum’s crazy shoes at my party.

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My cousin … I gave him a crazy hat! <3 I think he’s eating a strawberry. Mmm …

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Watch for more of my amazing photography in 2012!!!

2011 …

2011 was an interesting year …

We learned a lot about our limits, our comfort zone, and just how much we can handle. I learned a lot about myself in the process. I also learned a lot about my husband, which makes me love him even more.

We watched Lil grow – from a few words at the start of the year to full conversations at the end of the year. Her personality has grown, too. We also said goodbye to diapers and “ma pa” (pacifier) and got her ears pierced! She loved Shrek, Buzz Lightyear, and most recently, Hello Kitty. She also had a health scare of her own that ended up being absolutely nothing – thankfully!!!

We cried when friends lost their lives.

We prayed when we heard bad news about the health of family members and struggled to help the ones we love.

We celebrated – new babies, weddings, birthdays, a new job, an engagement.

We worried about our future, then celebrated when things didn’t only work out, but seemed to fit just right. The lesson learned? Follow your heart. Things will work out, and money can’t buy happiness.

We watched as wonder and amazement filled our daughter’s eyes. I won’t forget the excitement I saw in Lil as Plex, Muno, Toodie, Foofa and Brobie danced onto stage. I thought that little 2-year-old was going to burst with excitement.

We cut up part of the hardwood floor we put in 7 years ago and put up a new fence.

We started projects we didn’t finish (which is the story of my life …).

We grew as a family, and I think that’s the most exciting one of all.

I know 2012 won’t be any different. There will be good times and bad. We’ll celebrate happy times and pray when things aren’t going so well. We’ll hurt. Tough decisions will be made and patience will be tested.

But we’ll be okay.

I don’t really do resolutions. In my opinion, January 1 isn’t any different than any other day of the year (Though it does mark the birthday of a family member!). But I do reflect and try to focus on what’s happened and what’s to come. I try to let go of the past and move forward, though it’s not always easy.

May your 2012 be filled with blessings – peace, love, and lots of laughter. Life’s short, so enjoy every second of it!

Happy New Year!

dance, mamum!

We’ve been doing a lot of dancing today. It started with the music playing in the bathroom this morning as I showered.

Mid-afternoon, we danced to Toy Story 3 – we love the part in the end credits where Jesse & Bullseye play the Spanish version of “You’ve Got a Friend in Me” and get Buzz to stop repairs on the cardboard rocket to dance with Jesse. “Get up, MaMum! Dance!”

Our third dance today was to a song playing on Lil’s Tag Junior. To be honest, I have no idea what the song was, but we danced! “MaMum, come here! Dance!”

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We’re not afraid to dance. In fact, it is usually my husband that gets the chance. Lil is a daddy’s girl for sure, and she asks him to dance much more frequently than she asks me. It broke my heart early on, but I’ve since realized just how important it is for them to bond. Instead of being jealous that it’s him dancing with her and not me, I’m proud that he just goes with it. So while they make their memories, I’m there to take it all in. Yep, I may have the best seat in the house!

planning in december for a party in may?

It’s true – our daughter’s birthday is in mid-May, and I started thinking about her 3rd birthday party 2 days ago.

Yep, it’s 4 1/2 months away.

We’re debating dates (Okay, there was no debate. I handed my husband a piece of paper with 3 dates on it – each of them with a little, itty bitty conflict – and asked him what he thought. He said, “I don’t care. You can decide.”). I’ve got a theme. Found the perfect envelopes for the invitations I’ll start designing. I’ve even started listing ideas and pricing snacks and favors.

But what makes this even worse is that I ordered the first “thing” today. It’s something I’ll need some time to work with, but still … her birthday is 4 1/2 months away.

Have I lost my mind? Or do I just love this stuff that much?

embarrassed in Wegman’s?

I’m sure every parent has stories – times when they were utterly embarrassed by their children. I’m not talking about the misbehaving in a restaurant, baby screaming, or spit-up on your shoulder type of embarrassment.

Nope, what I’m thinking of is much more fun embarrassing.

I’m sure Lily has done some of these things already, but I’ve got the worst memory around and can’t think of any at the moment. Or perhaps I’m blocking the memories … who knows. If I think of any, I’ll add them here as an update!

Anyway, I witnessed one couple’s embarrassment tonight, and I had to chuckle to myself. Standing in the dairy section at Wegman’s, I heard chatter behind me coming from a toddler. Though I didn’t see him, my guess is that he was no older than 4, but probably a bit younger. He was talking to his dad about baseball – it was a simple, innocent conversation that quickly went south. As his mom approached, he asked her in a not-so-inside-voice, “Mom, did you go fart?”

(Oh. My. Gosh.)

His question was followed by silence.

Obviously lacking the satisfaction he needed, the boy asked again, “Mom, did you fart?” Again, no answer. Upon asking a third time, his dad boldly replied, “Yes son, mom farted.”

I had to walk away; I was afraid of what would come next! I thought about turning around and telling them I was the mom of a 2-year-old, but I seriously don’t think I could have faced them without laughter. I can only imagine how that mom must have felt as the boy bellowed his question through the dairy department.

Parenting is beautiful.

While Lily has yet to ask me that question in particular, we have had some fun in public restrooms lately. Toddlers have no filter, so anything goes. I always laugh when she talks about what she’s done on the potty while there are other people in the restroom; so many times we’ve gotten a good chuckle! She also likes to make sounds; many times it echos, so she’ll shout, “Da do! Da do!” or “Ow! Ow! Ow!” Love it. Seriously, I have a hard time keeping my composure. It’s just so funny!

Oh yes! I remember one of my embarrassing moments! Just for you, here goes …

About a month ago, we were in Target with my two sisters. Goose, Lily and I had gone into the bathroom, while A was at the Cafe getting a drink. Lil and I went into the larger stall, and Goose was two stalls to our right. Lily had gone potty and I got my chance next. It had been several hours since any of us had seen a toilet, so we had to go! Lil is usually pretty cooperative, so I’d never had any reason to worry. Frankly, I didn’t expect this evening to be any different.

As soon as I sat down, she darted toward the stall door and opened it … to a bathroom of strangers! I have never laughed so hard! All I could do was yell through my laughter, “Oh my gosh, Lily! Close the door! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!” There were two people in the bathroom with us, and as I sat there on the toilet, stall door open, one of the women headed for the sink. I could see her in the mirror, and I think we were both totally embarrassed. Thankfully, she never looked up. I’m sure she knew what was going on.

After the excitement and a little hand-washing, too, we headed to the Target Cafe to meet A. As Goose and I filled up sodas at the fountain, a woman approached. “Are you the one with the little one in the bathroom? Because that was so funny!”

Yep, I know how that mom from Wegman’s feels … for sure. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for the world!!! My piece of advice for you? Take your toddler into the smaller stalls – they’re still close enough to grab them when they make a move for the stall door!

bucket list.

It was a chilly, windy Saturday evening in mid-December. My husband and I were sitting (Inside, thankfully!) at a table with 6 others, having just listened to the President and Vice President of the company I work for speak about the past year. The two of them told stories, handed out awards, and thanked everyone for a year of hard work. There were games, laughs, and even a few grumbles from the audience.

After the presentations were done, people began to mingle. The Vice President made his way over to us. As our conversation progressed, he began to tell us stories of people he knows who have lost loved ones suddenly. One couple had never taken a vacation; they were waiting until the husband retired to begin traveling. They planned their first trip, and days before they were to depart, she passed away suddenly. That man to this day hasn’t forgiven himself. There was a story of a motorcycle accident that ended in tragedy. The message in all of it was to live now, not later.

He urged us to make a ‘bucket list’ of places we wanted to go, and to check one thing off of that list each year. No excuses. He reminded us that the places don’t have to be extravagant, but we needed to get away.

Funny thing was that I’d considered a NASCAR Driving Experience for my husband for Christmas, but didn’t end up purchasing it because I was afraid we wouldn’t want to take a weekend to go. We’re always working on the house, running errands, and catching up from the busy work week. But his story touched me. So much so that I went home and started our ‘bucket list’ as the time ticked past midnight (Way later than I’m usually up!). Some places on that list are simple, others further and more elaborate. “We’ll get there,” I thought. I was so satisfied with having started the list. Taking it one step further, however, I booked the trip I had previously decided against. I felt there was something in the timing of it all.

I learned early on Monday morning that the Vice President went to the hospital sometime on Sunday with heart problems. What they thought was a heart attack thankfully turned out to be atrial fibrillation, but there’s no doubt in my mind that was quite a scare for him, his wife, and his entire family.

I prayed a lot over the next few days. I also did a lot of thinking. Just like the stories he told the night prior, that Sunday could have left his family without a husband and father. Thankfully it didn’t.

The timing didn’t just seem like coincidence to me, and I haven’t taken his message lightly.

We’re going to live.
We’re going to get out.
We’re going to get away.
We’re going to explore.
And we’re going to live from one adventure to the next.

And you know what? We’re going to love every second of it. Because life is just too daggone short, no matter how long you’re here.

I sincerely hope you’ll do the same … don’t wait until the timing is right, because it will never be perfect.