Got us feeling like…
Got us feeling like…
Miss C had her second-ever dance recital on Friday night and, from a totally non-biased perspective, let me just say that she totally nailed it! The dance was absolutely adorable, she looked like she was having a blast and it was just absurdly cute!
Brace yourself… here’s a video of the cutest goldfish ever!
What a fun way to spend a Friday evening 💕
“When I grow up, I will marry my brudder, Hemy!” C has been proclaiming lately. I don’t have the heart (or see the need) to explain why that is just not going to happen… but the meaning behind it is so sweet.
Charlotte loves her brother. She trusts her brother. She finds comfort in her brother.
Charlie wants to “marry” her brother because they “wuv eachovers” 💕
These two little people are amazing apart and amazing together. It makes my heart absolutely melt and flutter and all the cliche shit. But it’s true. They love eachovers and that is the most beautiful thing in the world.
Hey all! It’s been forever since I’ve been here, but don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten. Somehow, life has been operating at warp speed and I never seem to find a minute to purge my thoughts to my trusty blog.
I’m hoping that a quick resurgence will get the momentum going, so, here I am!
As I mentioned, life has been crazy. So good, but so busy. From a personal standpoint, I’ve been up at 5am most mornings to workout, beginning my daily hustle. And I pretty much run around like crazy until nighttime, when I spend about 2-3 nights per week making cookies with my neighbor/friend/partner-in-crime.
Sleep (briefly). Repeat. And, repeat.
Sometimes it feels a bit like a scene from the movie Groundhog’s Day. 5am again?
But truly, I can’t complain.
The kids are at amazingly fun ages. Not without their challenges of course, but mostly very fun.
I will say, Miss C has been wickedly spicy this past week. I feel bad complaining because it’s been an amazing few months with little to no spice, but daaaaaaang, gf is testing her parents. And of course, in total sour patch kid fashion.
<C says/does something crazy. C’s head spins in circles from rage. C takes a time out. C re-emerges from said timeout.>
C: mommy, I love you so much. I’m going to be so nice to you and daddy and hemy every day because I love you so much.
<Mom gives blank stares and wearily says, “okay”, as if she was just run over by a truck.>
As for Hem, he’s been so sweet, too. Boy is still the noisiest human gracing the good earth, but adorbs regardless.
He definitely rivals Stewie from family guy, in terms of how many times one being can say momma (or Some variation) consecutively.
Thanks for not forgetting about me!
Until next time, ✌️
I wanted to write this post right away because I didn’t want to lose the feeling from the day… but alas, time got the best of me and I forgot.
After a great parade and some quality time with Nana and her puppy dog, we came home for naps and then went to my parents’ country club for a fourth of July party with my sister and her fam (something we’ve done with my parents for the past 3 years).
The kids all went swimming, there was music, food and a bounce house obstacle course race thing.
It was great. Just so, so great. Sometime around 6 or 7, we took the kids back to my parents house. My kiddos went to bed and the rest of us hung out, played games and watched a movie. Around 9, we woke up Charlie to take her back to the fireworks.
When we got to the car, she noticed that little Hem wasn’t with us. “Where’s hemy?” We explained that he was still too little and had to stay at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. She cried. “But I want my Hemy! We gonna pick him up and put him in my car after fireworks?” No, honey. “But I want my Hemy!!!” <MELT>
When we got to fireworks, C was excited and a little nervous. A few days earlier, I had bought some noise cancelling protective headphones… in blue of course, so she was ready.
The fireworks started and she was super timid. Her face looked panicked and she sunk back into Mark. She started muttering things like, “I no like fireworks. I’m all done.” etc. Finally, I just started hyping it up. “WOAH!! Did you see those colors? Wow!!! That’s beautiful! I LOVE that kind!!”
Charlotte got into it. “Mommy, you wuv that kind??” “You see dat? Its butiful!”
I loved every moment. We Oooo’d and Ahhhh’d! We hugged and laughed and were totally those annoying firework commentators.
When the fireworks ended, we walked around looking for fireflies and checking out the stars and moon. Charlotte goes to bed so early, she rarely (if ever) sees the night’s sky.
We decided to head back home – H slept at my parents’ house – and look for fireflies in the backyard. Our neighbor was shooting off fireworks.
Charlotte was so incredibly happy. I can’t even begin to explain it, but there was just this magical feeling about the whole day. Like, such a cliche movie-type day.
When we finally got C in bed, she just kept hugging us saying, “mommy, daddy, i wuv you. We wuv eachovers.”
If only I could just put it in my pocket. Bottle that moment and that feeling and those sounds and smells and everything up and keep it with me forever.
What an amazing summer day.
Things have been so crazy and I rarely get to blog, but here are a bunch of random updates with both kiddos…
Okay! I think that’s all for now… baby is awake!
<Overheard this morning from the driver’s seat>
Henry: Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Charlie: One more time, Hemy. I no unnerstand you.
Hemy: blah blah.
Charlie: I just can’t talk to you right now. I goin’ to my new school to work out. But don’t worry a’cuz ‘grooooowwwwnnuups come back’ <sung to the tune of the Daniel Tiger song’>