I've been wanting to write for a long time now, but I have had so many thoughts about so very many things over the past months that writing a post that made any sense seemed like an extremely daunting task. But, lately, I've realized there are so many memories that are happening right now that I want to preserve.
I actually did write a post weeks ago that made no sense at all and was completely insane and I was really glad I never published it after the fact (I probably shouldn't be allowed to publicly post my thoughts after 11 pm. Just sayin.). However, it was really therapeutic and really cleared my mind, so I think I can write something that makes sense now. So, here we go. I'm giving this blog thing another try.
Summer is my second favorite season. It's a very close second, as I love summer with the depths of my soul, but I can't help but love Fall a tiny bit more. It actually doesn't make a whole lot of sense because I really don't like any temperature over about 75% and I'm usually ready to kiss summer goodbye by about mid-July, but there is just something about Summer that is really dreamy. The long hours of sunlight, the carefree feeling in the air. The mountains! The lakes! I think it's safe to say that 75% of my favorite memories from my childhood happened in the summertime. I think that's why I'm not quite ready to kiss summer goodbye this year. Not yet anyway. (Although I can't pretend I haven't already been dreaming of long sleeve shirts, scarves, changing leaves, Halloween costumes, and all things pumpkin!) Because there is a great deal of magic in this summer.
I love watching my sweet Littles play outside (because that is all they ever want to do) for hours. We've taken to the mountains and lakes quite a lot this summer, and while going on so many weekend trips is exhausting for everyone, it has been worth it. Watching them discover the world is one of my very favorite things about having kids. We went to Christmas Meadows in the Uintas this past weekend, because Jayson has wanted to go for years and I was obviously on board because...HELLO. It's called CHRISTMAS Meadows! Anyway, we didn't end up getting there until late Thursday night and the kids didn't go to sleep until like 11, but my heart was bursting because even in the dark the kids were SO excited to be there (That and the fact that I almost died because the smell of pine was so delicious.). They were running around, exploring, laughing, and smiling from ear to ear. The next morning was so lovely. The little guy caught a fish, which he was over the moon about. We went on a hike, in which I let the kids get as dirty as their hearts desired, and they played in the water and soaked themselves in the river. It was the stuff that dreamy summertime bliss is made of. We also sat by Lilly Lake and did some more fishing and they explored, threw rocks in the lake, and played in the dirt some more.
I'm rambling now, but my point is, having little kids is just the most lovely and magical of things.
The Little Guy is becoming more independent by the day. For example, he is really into Spider-man right now. I don't know how it happened. I mean, I love super-hero movies as much as the next person, but they aren't something we obsess over in our house. He is still in love with How to Train your Dragon, and dinosaurs. He also has an obsession with cheetahs because of the Wild Krats. And he hardly ever wants to watch princess movies anymore, which is terribly heartbreaking. Although, he will still watch the Tinkerbell movies, which is great, because have you seen the Tinkerbell movies?! They are so good. I know you don't believe me, and I don't blame you. I wouldn't have believed it either until I saw them myself. But I digress.
He's also been really into picking out his own clothes lately, which is both frustrating (because I LOVE baby and kid clothes, so picking out his outfits has always been a dream) and fun (because seeing what he comes up with can be both hilarious and really cute). For example, the other day he came out in his church pants, transformer shirt, Spider-man tennis shoes, and his Toothless beanie. I just about died. I let him play outside in it until it was time to get ready for church because it was just too good. He also refuses to wear shorts or sandals as of late and I have no idea why? He has also been begging to wear long sleeve shirts for weeks and I finally let him one day and, strangely enough, he hasn't asked again since. He is also pretty keen on wearing Christmas pajamas lately, so maybe he's dreaming of cooler weather too. Letting go of the notion that I can forever choose what he wears and what his interests are is hard guys. I'm not the only one who feels this way, right?!
But seeing him become his own person is also my favorite. It's so fun to see what sticks with him, what his interests are, what clothes he picks, etc. Plus, watching him dress up in costumes and play pretend are just the greatest. And he has been less independent than most kids his age up until this point, so I think this is a good sign. A sign that he is growing and feeling comfortable. I love that he is old enough that I can have conversations with him now and outings with him are so delightful. He also likes to tell me I look beautiful whenever I am wearing a dress or a skirt. This kid I tell you. He's as good as gold.
Jane is at such a fun age. She loves to lift things. She absolutely adores the Little Guy and thinks everything he does or has is the coolest and she must do and have those things as well!
Honestly, despite this being a difficult age of uncontrollable emotion and getting into everything, and never accepting no as an answer (is that the age or is she just stubborn? I mean, I know she is stubborn, but i don't know how stubborn other kids are at this age.), this might be one of my very favorite ages. She is such a delight. She thinks the silliest things are so funny and her laugh is one of my favorite sounds in the world. It's so fun to see her discovering how things work, understanding words, figuring out her likes and dislikes, etc. Summer has been so fun with her this year. Being outside is her favorite thing and she rushes to the door every single time it opens and tries to escape. Her other favorite thing is riding in things. Whether it be a shopping card, a stroller, a wagon, or her super cool bike/stroller thing that Grandma Cindy got her, she's excited. She is also getting snugglier by the day (and she knows what snuggle and hugs mean, so if you ask her to do it she will, if she wants to.) She loves to point at everything and wait for me to tell her what the name of it is, which is so fun. She also refuses to wave to people, but LOVES to point at them. We're working on that. But, hey, at least she isn't doing the Nazi sign to people instead of waving anymore. Sometimes I want to freeze time because she seems to be growing up so fast. Everyday she seems more like a toddler than a baby and I can't even believe it.
I just want to soak up every second with these kiddos at these sweet stages. Yes, being a mom is HARD. it's the most challenging thing I've ever done. I also love it more than any other job I've ever had. I've been working extra hard, not only for me to stop and smell the roses, but to let them as well. Sometimes I feel like I get so caught up in either hurrying or trying too hard to create magic in a moment, when in reality, if I just let them be themselves and do what they want in the moment sometimes the magic creates itself, and they ALWAYS create it better than me.Watching the world through their little eyes is the sweetest of all things. I can honestly say that I am grateful for them every single day and they were worth every single hard moment I went through trying to get them. Motherhood right now is the bees knees.
I actually did write a post weeks ago that made no sense at all and was completely insane and I was really glad I never published it after the fact (I probably shouldn't be allowed to publicly post my thoughts after 11 pm. Just sayin.). However, it was really therapeutic and really cleared my mind, so I think I can write something that makes sense now. So, here we go. I'm giving this blog thing another try.
I'm rambling now, but my point is, having little kids is just the most lovely and magical of things.
The Little Guy is becoming more independent by the day. For example, he is really into Spider-man right now. I don't know how it happened. I mean, I love super-hero movies as much as the next person, but they aren't something we obsess over in our house. He is still in love with How to Train your Dragon, and dinosaurs. He also has an obsession with cheetahs because of the Wild Krats. And he hardly ever wants to watch princess movies anymore, which is terribly heartbreaking. Although, he will still watch the Tinkerbell movies, which is great, because have you seen the Tinkerbell movies?! They are so good. I know you don't believe me, and I don't blame you. I wouldn't have believed it either until I saw them myself. But I digress.
He's also been really into picking out his own clothes lately, which is both frustrating (because I LOVE baby and kid clothes, so picking out his outfits has always been a dream) and fun (because seeing what he comes up with can be both hilarious and really cute). For example, the other day he came out in his church pants, transformer shirt, Spider-man tennis shoes, and his Toothless beanie. I just about died. I let him play outside in it until it was time to get ready for church because it was just too good. He also refuses to wear shorts or sandals as of late and I have no idea why? He has also been begging to wear long sleeve shirts for weeks and I finally let him one day and, strangely enough, he hasn't asked again since. He is also pretty keen on wearing Christmas pajamas lately, so maybe he's dreaming of cooler weather too. Letting go of the notion that I can forever choose what he wears and what his interests are is hard guys. I'm not the only one who feels this way, right?!
But seeing him become his own person is also my favorite. It's so fun to see what sticks with him, what his interests are, what clothes he picks, etc. Plus, watching him dress up in costumes and play pretend are just the greatest. And he has been less independent than most kids his age up until this point, so I think this is a good sign. A sign that he is growing and feeling comfortable. I love that he is old enough that I can have conversations with him now and outings with him are so delightful. He also likes to tell me I look beautiful whenever I am wearing a dress or a skirt. This kid I tell you. He's as good as gold.
Jane is at such a fun age. She loves to lift things. She absolutely adores the Little Guy and thinks everything he does or has is the coolest and she must do and have those things as well!
Honestly, despite this being a difficult age of uncontrollable emotion and getting into everything, and never accepting no as an answer (is that the age or is she just stubborn? I mean, I know she is stubborn, but i don't know how stubborn other kids are at this age.), this might be one of my very favorite ages. She is such a delight. She thinks the silliest things are so funny and her laugh is one of my favorite sounds in the world. It's so fun to see her discovering how things work, understanding words, figuring out her likes and dislikes, etc. Summer has been so fun with her this year. Being outside is her favorite thing and she rushes to the door every single time it opens and tries to escape. Her other favorite thing is riding in things. Whether it be a shopping card, a stroller, a wagon, or her super cool bike/stroller thing that Grandma Cindy got her, she's excited. She is also getting snugglier by the day (and she knows what snuggle and hugs mean, so if you ask her to do it she will, if she wants to.) She loves to point at everything and wait for me to tell her what the name of it is, which is so fun. She also refuses to wave to people, but LOVES to point at them. We're working on that. But, hey, at least she isn't doing the Nazi sign to people instead of waving anymore. Sometimes I want to freeze time because she seems to be growing up so fast. Everyday she seems more like a toddler than a baby and I can't even believe it.
I just want to soak up every second with these kiddos at these sweet stages. Yes, being a mom is HARD. it's the most challenging thing I've ever done. I also love it more than any other job I've ever had. I've been working extra hard, not only for me to stop and smell the roses, but to let them as well. Sometimes I feel like I get so caught up in either hurrying or trying too hard to create magic in a moment, when in reality, if I just let them be themselves and do what they want in the moment sometimes the magic creates itself, and they ALWAYS create it better than me.Watching the world through their little eyes is the sweetest of all things. I can honestly say that I am grateful for them every single day and they were worth every single hard moment I went through trying to get them. Motherhood right now is the bees knees.
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I love this. All your adventures sound so fun! I'm so glad you guys are doing well!
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