We came correct… Mason and I flew in for soccer tryouts, she made the premier division 1 team!
We saw 15 houses, made an offer on our first choice and now we are under contract!
We ate at 510, had breakfast at Harvest, checked out Deer Valley, soaked in the sun in 80 degree heat, drank rosé, shopped on Main Street and had a blast with friends.
So begins our next chapter, with amazing summers and some of the best skiing in North America. I’m spending the next few weeks packing up our home in Seattle, spending every day with my closest friends and making some killer memories with the kids!
Here’s to taking risks, adventures and living life to the fullest! Cheers!
I use to wonder what it would have been like if I had only one child. This thought usually enters my mind when I’ve reached a level of exhaustion and I’m about to lose my cool with my kids, but then I’m quickly reminded that the reason I wanted to have three children was because of the unbelievable bond and nurturing that seems to naturally occur between siblings. They play together, laugh together and cry together. They are each others beginning and end. I feel really blessed every time I see them cuddling, building and creating together. I’m reminded of the amazing relationship I have with my brother… of the love we share, the uncontrollable laughter, the inside jokes that only we understand, the pillar of strength that we bring to one another.
It’s definitely been one of those days… cold, freezing rain, cloudy skies and Dudley (our faithfully loving lab) really needing some love. Matisse to the rescue with some snuggle time on the floor and a couple of extra treats for her favorite dog. Other than that, it’s been a successful day on the DIY Project if you take into consideration that I have energetic three year old running lose, a business to run, a home that constantly needs mending and did I mention the kids get out of school at 2:00 p.m., which leaves me about six hours to fit some time in to work on my secret project. That being said, I put all of the furniture together (except the bed) and put two coats of primer on all the pieces that are going to be painted tomorrow (I hope)!
I hope you guys have had a wonderful start to you week! Please let me know what you’ve got going on this week as well.
freshly baked cakes shipped overnight by mother (she’s a saint)
fresh squeezed orange juice made from oranges from my brother’s citrus grove (also shipped overnight!)
playing defend the castle with the knights, horses and bows n’ arrows
I’ve been lagging behind on my posts as of late, but with good reason… my children keep passing their cold off to me, which has rendered me useless. Really more of a pathetic kind of useless (imagine a lot of whining, complaining, achy, nose-blowing, coughing, can’t get my lazy behind off the sofa-kind of pathetic and you get the gist!) However, one must carry on and continue to be an active member of this family!
For the last few weeks I have been concocting a secret plan… a “tween” room for my oldest daughter! Ever since they were little, all of my children have had their own room, which has worked out very nicely for myself, but after moving again for the eighth time the two girls decided that they wanted to share a room. Needless to say, that idea has been less than pleasant for all of us in this house. I can’t figure out why two people who argue so much with one another would want to share a room! (Just for background information: the girls are born 12 months, 10 days and 3 hours apart… it’s a lot of love-hate in their relationship). So, I thought it was about time that these two went their separate ways and went back to having their individual rooms. We have a spare room that has become the catch-all room. Do you have one of these rooms? It’s like having an everything drawer in your house, but much bigger! I thought that this would be the perfect DIY project for me this month. I will transform this room into the perfect bedroom for my oldest daughter. I have given myself a small budget and being the great delegate that I am, reigned in my husband to help move some of the bigger clutter and gave him the task of painting the walls, while I set out to buy new furniture and decor items to transform this room.
The tricky part is doing this entire room transformation without any of the children knowing and keeping them out of the spare room. No easy task, but I am up to the challenge! If I can pull this off before we go on holiday at the end of the month I will be very pleased. Hopefully, my daughter will be surprised, excited and happy!
I apologize in advance for the lack of photo quality below, but I’m sick and this is the most creativity I could muster out of myself! Stay tuned to Part 2 of my DIY Project later this week and the completed project at the end of the month!
Being connected can be somewhat overwhelming. From the smartphone constantly alerting you to social media updates, dinging/buzzing every time you receive a text, email, photo, etc… I started feeling like I couldn’t get away from not only my smartphone, but everyone’s mobile devices were everywhere I looked. So, I called up the phone company (remember them) and had a land line installed! Just for good measure, I dug up this old phone my husband and I had when we were first together.
My youngest daughter’s reaction was simply “what’s that?” I’ve never seen her looked more perplexed, as she ran her fingers over it, picked it up, listened to the sound coming from the receiver and said “Does this play music or something?” I can’t believe it! It’s 2013 and my children have never used a “real” phone, which made me realize that my children haven’t been exposed to the idea of phone etiquette. Needless to say, when I got all the kids together and explained that this was our new home phone, they were super excited. They spent hours practicing/pretending how to answer the phone, what to say when they call their friends’ houses and how to dial (since it not touch screen:).
Personally, I like having a phone with no caller ID, no crazy ringtones and no alerts/reminders of what’s going on in the social media world. Sometimes simplifying can make a huge difference in your life. (Note: I still have my mobile, but I only turn it on when I leave the house and it stays in my purse unless I need to make a phone call.)
Would love to know your thoughts? Do any of you have a land line?
Mav wasn’t feeling well… runny nose, crackly cough, and watery eyes. After a long day of nebulizing and taking medicine to make him comfortable, he fell asleep in my arms at 5pm. You know that saying “never wake a sleeping baby?” Well I consider that saying to be one of the holy commandments of parenthood, so when my little guy kept sleeping and sleeping, I didn’t dare go in and wake him up. THIRTEEN HOURS LATER!!! he emerges from his room, no worse for ware, but something was different. He ran down the hall into my arms, as he always does, and we hugged and kissed for as long as he wanted me to hold him. When I put him down and he started going about his three year old business my mouth dropped to the floor… HE GREW!!!! Not like in some figurative way. He actually grew taller, leaner and the baby fat that surrounded his face and the chubby wrinkles of his neck were gone. Just like that, he wasn’t my baby anymore. He looks like a five year old and it made me realize that those baby, sweet, cuddly years were gone forever. Did I love that time enough? Did I appreciate the cuteness of his baby face and body long enough? You never know when things are going to change. When that moment was the last time you were going to have that moment.
So, here’s to growth spurts, a mother’s tears, growing up and letting go (just a little)! Happy Friday!
In the day-to-day goings of the members of this household sometimes the simplest of rules seem to fall between the cracks. I pride myself on looking on the bright side of life, always pointing out the silver lining to my kids and trying to instill in them a love of self, life and family. I always over-hear parents saying don’t do that, don’t touch this, don’t say that, say this, stop slouching, pick up your feet, and on and on… Whatever happened to letting kids be free to find out who they are, what they like, and what they don’t like? Maybe my kid wants to drag her feet when she walks. Maybe my middle child doesn’t have an “inside” voice. Maybe screaming at his older sisters makes my little one feel confident, strong and on their level! Maybe my children don’t want rules that dictate how they should act, because whose to say I’m right?