when people who love each other choose to get married it is an awesome thing. when it’s impromptu, heartfelt, in the middle of a park on a hot summer day, AND emilee is the flower girl / emcee / wedding planner — all the better. that girl can plan a party any day of the week. emilee made the recessional happen. just so. she also made us ring around the bride and groom.
Way back in May, this celebration happened. So glad there are folks in our life who helped document. Someday, I’ll get the pictures off of our camera… someday.
All Friday mornings should start with a tooth extraction before 9am. The before and after are epic.
And, now the saga of the tooth that wouldn’t fall out is over. Emilee got a little help from her favorite friends at the dentist office and is planning to save her tooth, not for the tooth fairy, but her favorite hygienist Julia.
It’s been longer than I care to admit since my last blog post. No excuses (read: the twins are 14mo old).
To begin again. Let’s celebrate big sister and school pictures. It is, afterall, the end of the school year and the start of summer (kind of). Here are Emilee’s school photos from Little Nest. She’s going to be in kindergarten in the fall…. sob!
there is a certain big kid who is no longer 5. she’s 5 and a 1/2.
happy half-birthday emilee!
Sometimes the way the light casts a glow on the world around you — on mountains, mud puddles, morning mist — offers a reminder of the important things in life. A reminder to slow down and notice. A reminder that it’s okay that you are running late, for if you were on time you would have missed this moment. A reminder to appreciate the tangible and intangible that makes life the way it is. A reminder to breathe deeply.
so it happened. em lost her first tooth.
not too soon, either. the way she kept flipping that thing back and forth makes for a mini-gag fest for all us adults — seriously, if you want to feel like you are going to vomit in your mouth, look at a kid wiggling a super loose tooth around. eeewww. it gives me the willies just thinking about it. (that said, i remember reveling in the pushing, pulling, wiggly, tongue dance when i was little).
the tooth losing went from excitement to sadness when she realized that:
1) her mouth feels funny;
2) she talks funny;
3) there is a weird hole in her smile where her tongue fits; and,
4) the tooth fairy is going to take her tooth away.
em pleaded with us to make sure that we stopped the tooth fairy from taking her tooth… that there is more to be done, a letter of some sort to be written. so, for now, her tooth is hiding IN her pillow case rather than waiting UNDER her pillow to be stollen away by magic. and, joey and i have put a call in to the TF herself (himself?) to make sure nothing happens without emilee’s prior approval.
oh man. the only thing that makes this better is the pink eye.
pink eye and snaggletooth grins. nothing better.
it’s amazing to think that our baby is getting ready to lose some teeth and meet the tooth fairy (or the idea of the tooth fairy). in the last week, two teeth have become wiggly overnight, and there is no sign of things slowing down.
she’s so excited. there is no stopping her from telling you, a stranger at the ferry dock, or her sisters about what’s going on in her mouth. if you’re lucky, she’ll even wiggle a tooth for you.
oh, and please note that she can only eat soft foods from now on.
sometimes you just need to think outside of the box. and get out of town.
emilee spent most of our drive strategizing — baby wearing and bike trailer set ups. she’s keen to wear her sisters and figure out a way that the whole family can take a bike ride without her actually having to pedal… (it’s not going to happen big sister, the not pedaling part at least). promises were made for a bike ride in the future, and for ergo fittings.
all the while, i was looking at this…
road trips are balm for the weary soul. so are summery days in february. and, heading off to see your mama.
today i took emilee to the zoo with her preschool class. and, we took her sisters.
what i didn’t realize until later, was that we did the same thing 8 months ago. 8 months ago when the babies were wee and tiny. they slept the whole time in the stroller. i was exhausted from just getting out of the house, terrified that i would have fussy babies the whole time, determined that i would make the trip happen for em. she went back and forth on even wanting the littles there versus having me leave them with friends just blocks away… i packed lunch, water, bottles, and was overwrought with stuff.
this time, we left the stroller in the car. we packed light. i tandem carried the babies. almost 40lbs, more than 4,000 steps around the zoo. em was a rock star, i kept up, mostly. and, the babies even took a nap eventually. it was great to be out without all the gear. great to have my hands free… especially when that not so little big sister hand would slip into mine.
what i’ve learned? motherhood is an endurance sport. you need to be strong, you need a zoo membership… and you need to cherish those moments when little hands slip into yours.
today i confirmed that our baby is registered for kindergarten.
cue tears. cue nostalgia.
now i understand why people make such a big deal about things like pre-k graduation. i am now one of those people.
on a cold rainy january morning our dear friends walked over from their house. the littles wore their stripes and the big sisters did too. us mamas talked, diffused tears, and sat in wonder at the creatures we’re in charge of.
it amazes me that these big sisters were once babies on a couch together.
dear henrietta. your sisters are asleep, your daddy is asleep. even you were asleep! a ten minute cat nap does not count — the rest of the night awaits you. did you know that i want to go to sleep too? i’m waiting on you, young lady. xoxo, mom
…twenty minutes later…
dear charlotte. just because henrietta is now asleep, does not mean you should wake up. it is okay to keep sleeping. you didn’t miss anything exciting. xoxo, mom
emilee is contemplating BIG DECISIONS in her life at seven am…
em: mom, owen and i are thinking of a new name.
me: what kind of name?
em: a last name for when we get married.
me: what about reibel or farris?
em: no, mom, when you get married you get to pick a new last name. we get to choose. i think it might be pumpkin.
We have movement, people. And Charlotte has decided that backwards is best.
In the last 5 minutes she has traveled nearly 10 feet in a backwards moving chaturanga like motion — across play mat, carpet, and now hardwood floor — she’s currently making her way toward the kitchen though she’s gotten distracted by a dining room chair.
Proof is in the pudding.
(Note: the starting line was the zebra, next to her sister).
It’s time to: sweep, mop, install baby gates, cover outlets, pick up pony beads, and buy wine.
farm harvest fun with the big kid’s preschool. the most impressive part of our day is that em took most of these photos.
despite being sleepless. regardless of a morning battle about her wardrobe. even though there were tears at drop off and more tears at soccer.
happiness still happened.
we’ve baked, we’ve snuggled, we’ve loved on each other. and, we’ve had our moments. but i think we can consider today a win.
Thank you, sweet babies, for sleeping through the night. I’d forgotten how blissful it is to wake to my alarm rather than the cry of hungry babies. May this become a new pattern and may we all be this well rested after tonight and as many nights to come as possible.