Lately, we have been having some deep conversations with Anna Cate and Brian about difficult topics like cancer, death, divorce, how babies are born, drugs and different lifestyle choices. It has gotten to where Todd and I are just holding our breath at the dinner table every night waiting to see what that night's question will be. Don't get wrong, I love that they are coming to us to talk and I don't want them to grow up in a bubble, but OH MY WORD this is hard.
Last week AC asked , "I know drugs are bad, but what do they look like. What are they?" I stood there contemplating: should I try to find pictures on the computer or wing it and give a vague description? In the end, I did a little of both.
It's a hard balance of answering their questions, but not giving too much information. But how much is too much?
I would love to hear any suggestions,advice, or book recommendations any of you have.
1/31/11
1/30/11
A Beautiful Weekend
I sent AC to get dressed for B's basketball game and this is what she put together.....she certainly made a fashion statement
1/28/11
1/27/11
Happy Birthday, Lauren!
I will never forget the day you were born.....The night before, Dad and Shannon went to a Superbowl party, but I wouldn't go because I was going through a weird phase (shocking, I know) of not wanting to leave Mom at home alone. So while she layed on the sofa in labor and having contractions, I read Little House In The Big Woods aloud. Poor Mom, I'm sure that was just lovely for her.
The next day at school my 2nd grade class made cards for you. I distictly remember rolling my hair in sponge curlers the night before you were coming home from the hospital.
I was so proud to have a little sister and I'm even more proud of you today.
We love you, Lolly!
The next day at school my 2nd grade class made cards for you. I distictly remember rolling my hair in sponge curlers the night before you were coming home from the hospital.
I was so proud to have a little sister and I'm even more proud of you today.
We love you, Lolly!
1/26/11
Follies
A friend sent me this picture from the 2009 Follies dance practice for Junior Service League......there are just no words.
1/25/11
Perfection
It's parent-teacher conference time at our school. Last week the kid's got report cards and both teacher's this year are great about communicating the daily happening's in the classroom, so we knew going in that both Anna Cate and Brian are doing well. All that to say, I was a nervous wreck all morning. There was no real reason for me to be, but one of my greatest challenges as a parent is to get over trying to be a perfectionist.
Because AC and B were born prematurely, they were evaluated when they were about 8 months old to make sure they were hitting important milestones. The facilitator came to her our house and did a series of tests. Everything was going well until the last test. The lady brought out a ball and showed it to the babies. Then, she rolled it under the sofa....the babies continued playing. They were supposed to look for the ball under the sofa. I can not tell you the amount of time I spent throwing any number of things under the sofa trying to get them to look for the object.
Their beloved lovies finally did it, if anyone is curious
Because AC and B were born prematurely, they were evaluated when they were about 8 months old to make sure they were hitting important milestones. The facilitator came to her our house and did a series of tests. Everything was going well until the last test. The lady brought out a ball and showed it to the babies. Then, she rolled it under the sofa....the babies continued playing. They were supposed to look for the ball under the sofa. I can not tell you the amount of time I spent throwing any number of things under the sofa trying to get them to look for the object.
Their beloved lovies finally did it, if anyone is curious
1/24/11
Rejuvenated
Today I had a children's clothing trunk show at our house, packed up the clothes and drove to pass the clothes along to the next party. As I rushed home to feed the babies, I was tempted to put my pajamas on instead of rushing back out the door to meet up with friends for dinner. But, I knew I would be sorry because I just plain love being with these girls.
I always leave them feeling uplifted, loved and still laughing over something one of them said.
I am the first to admit that I am not the best friend at this season in my life, but these girls accept what I do have to give and give me back so much more.
I always leave them feeling uplifted, loved and still laughing over something one of them said.
I am the first to admit that I am not the best friend at this season in my life, but these girls accept what I do have to give and give me back so much more.
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