Day by Day

Merry Christmas!

2011-12-11T14:35:00.002-06:00

If anyone is still checking and reading this blog- we wish you a Merry Christmas! Life feels extra chaotic this winter, but our year was filled with so many blessings and changes (I feel like I say that every year). I hope to get it all recored soon, but for now- this is all we have! (created on snapfish.com)

MERRY CHRISTMAS! With love from the Balvins!

I can't call myself a blogger!

2011-08-31T22:44:00.002-05:00

I really can't believe I haven't blogged in so long! I have months of pictures to post, cute videos, life changes, and birthday updates. I want to keep it going, I truly believe it will be so precious to have all these memories of the little times in our life as well as big recorded and documented, I just wish I had more alone time! :)

Better late than never...right?

2011-06-28T14:30:00.000-05:00

A couple weeks ago it was Father's day! I planned on posting something that day or just after, but before I knew it, almost 2 weeks had passed. So, I decided to post it today before any more time passed.

My children are the luckiest children ever because of their dad, Brenton. Jacob, Isabelle and Andrew are everything to him. I know most dad's feel the same way, but Brenton's dedication, love, playfulness and sacrifice for them alone is honorable. I only know of a few dad's that are not afraid of being alone for extended periods of time on multiple occasions with all of their children at the same time, however, Brenton loves it and the kids love it! He loves snuggling with them when their scared at night, singing funny songs, wrestling, playing catch, cleaning with, teaching, painting finger/ toe nails, reading books, taking to the library, and coming soon- building a tree house! He has said on multiple occasions that he just wants to hang out with them all the time (I, their mother, can't even say that! :)). He spends a lot of time reading books about the value of a dad as a parent, leading them as a godly father, and teaching children about the love of Jesus. I am so fortunate and appreciative of Brenton as a husband, and especially a father.

Sorry this is so late Brenton, but HAPPY FATHER's DAD!!!!

Teacher's matter, especially this one...

2011-06-09T15:45:00.002-05:00

I can hardly catch my breath when I think about how fast the school year has gone, and that Jacob will finish 1st grade tomorrow. He's had the best year!! Much of that joy can be attributed to this woman, Mrs. Perkins, his 1st grade teacher! Mrs. Perkin's will retire this year after 32 years of teaching!! The school is really losing a gem of a teacher and woman. I was able to teach next door to Mrs. Perkins for one year, and one of many things I learned from her is to love people. Her joy and smile are so contagious and it's always genuine. When I think of all the years she has taught; plus all the lives she has impacted, I am so thankful that my child, Jacob, was able to be one of those lives.

THANK YOU Mrs. Perkins for a great year and for all 31 before!

Phonics cheerleader!

2011-05-17T19:26:00.000-05:00

Izzy's cheer today while playing with her friends-

"Give me a H!...Give me an O!...Give me an E!...Give me a S!... What's that spell?!= HOUSE!...Yay!"

Seriously!

2011-05-17T14:33:00.001-05:00

School is not out for another 3 weeks, yet it feels like summer break starts tomorrow. This is our schedule so far for June, and it still doesn't have any of Izzy's soccer practice or games on it, piano lessons, things for Brenton or I, trips to the cabin & Michigan, and days to go to the pool or bowling on it. SERIOUSLY! July and August look much the same. For a person like me (ESFP), keeping an organized calendar is a daunting task.
I'm looking forward to summer break, but looking at our schedule, I don't see much "break" happening.

Melted my heart

2011-05-17T14:28:00.000-05:00

My blood pressure was rising as I couldn't find Jacob yesterday while he was playing outside. I've told him 100+ times that he must tell me where he is, or I start to get nervous. Finally, I gave up looking and decided I was going to punish him with really unpleasant consequences for the rest of the evening (no more playing outside or no tv- things he hates to lose).

I heard him coming in the garage door, and I was ready to unload the same lecture about telling me where he was. He was so joyful when he came in the house, this steamed me even more- thinking he didn't even care that he broke the rules. I had my "mean mom" face on when he walked into the kitchen. I didn't say anything. Then I noticed he was holding something behind his back. He had a huge, very proud, smile on his face. Then I said, "Where were you?" He slowly pulled these 2 beautiful flowers from behind his back, and held them out to me. In that moment, my anger melted away and I knew I could not yell at him for secretly getting me two of my favorite flowers. I gave him a huge hug, thanked him, AND then reminded him gently (again) about telling me where he was going. (No worries, the neighbor cut them for him and gave him permission to give them to me). I love that kid!

Lice Lessons

2011-04-23T12:58:00.000-05:00

It happened! The thing most moms hope never does- my child came home from school with lice! I wanted to cry! I wanted to burn everything Izzy had laid on, touched, or could have touched in that last week. I felt like those little pests were crawling all over me. I felt like everything was dirty and that there was an infestation in our house. I was embarrassed. I was angry at the child (or at least the mother of the child) in her class for using homeopathic treatments that didn't kill them all the first time. I was frustrated that I had to go through this extensive cleaning process and bag everything for a month. I was worried that Izzy had spread it to her friends over the past couple days that she had spent so much time with over break I was sad to have to shave my boy's heads, something I swore I would never do. But then I started to see how my immature attitude and feelings were affecting my daughter. She started to feel embarrassed, ashamed, dirty and worried. Those were not traits I wanted to pass on to her when something challenging arises in her life. I had to change my attitude, my words, and my outlook on this situation.

Once everything was bagged, vacuumed, shampooed, and once I changed my attitude, things became less stressful, and ironically fun. I enjoyed the one-on-one, uninterrupted time I got with Izzy twice a day to go through her hair section by section (30-40min). I was able to focus just on her and talk about life. school, friendships, and anything else on her mind. It became fun looking for anything that might not belong in her hair- it was like popping pimples and picking scabs- weird, I know!

It's been almost 2 weeks since we have been lice free! Life seems to have fallen back into it's normal chaotic way, and in some twisted weird way, I miss the lice (but I don't want them back)!

If you find that your child has lice, please call me- I know what you are feeling. I've done so much research on the topic and spoken with many other victims that I would love to help talk you off the cliff! :)

My 6 year old's questions about GOD!

2011-03-24T22:30:00.002-05:00

I realize I have fallen off the blog-o-sphere. My excuse is, now that I am working all day, and the kids are at school, that's 6 less hours a day that I get to witness and blog the normal and not so normal parts of our life.

However, tonight I was blown away with the depth of Izzy's questions about God. It all started with her throwing a fit about the aliens with 18 eyes that come out of her walls at night and that she is too scared to sleep in her room, blah, blah, blah. We (Brenton and I) followed this drama by telling her she needed to get some sleep and there were no aliens. She then yelled and cried, "You guys just don't understand me!"

Now, I've read enough parenting articles and books to know that when comments like that are spoken within her type of dramatic mood, that there is usually a deeper issue happening within her, that she doesn't know how to communicate at 6 years old.

So, I entered her room, ready to perform an "alien attack". I was ready to kill all the aliens when she pointed them out to me (some gimmick I read somewhere), but I was shot down when she explained to me that the aliens only come out when parents are not around. So, I changed my game plan. In the background, she had her "Kids' Worship" CD playing and the song was, Awesome God. We sang it together, prayed about the 'aliens' and then talked about fear.

As I was getting up, her sweet little hand grabbed my arm, and she looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and said, "Mommy, why can't I see the Holy Spirit?"

I gave her an explanation I thought a 6 year old could understand, and then asked if there was anything else she wanted to ask. I was blown away by the questions and thoughts that came over the next 20 minutes-

Why can't I see God?

Can Satan go into any animal or just a snake?

Who is Satan?

Why doesn't Satan want to be an angel anymore?

What is Hell like? Because I know that Heaven is gold.

What happens when God comes back?

Will the people in hell right now go to heaven when God comes back to get us?

Where are you going when you die? How do you know?

Why is church called God's house? Why can't school be His house?

How do you know which way God wants you to go?

I answered these questions the best that I could, but I ended by telling her I was so impressed with all her questions. I asked her if she was feeling frustrated because she had been thinking about all of that, but didn't have the answers? She so sweetly said yes, then gave me a big hug, laid down, and fell asleep. She amazes me sometimes for being only 6.

I pray that God will reveal himself in REAL ways to her and touch her heart. I know she will build knowledge about Him, but I am most concerned about the knowledge reaching her heart, because that's the part God looks at!

Where's the love?

2011-01-06T11:26:00.000-06:00

In all those personality assessments and evaluations, I rank high in empathy. It's been recorded as one of my top "strengths" too. In friendships, my marriage, as a teacher and coach I can see myself using empathy in multiple circumstances daily. Why then, when it comes to my own children's daily stomach ailments and complaints, that I clench my teeth, roll my eyes and need to count to 10, in order to stay calm and be empathic? Shouldn't my "gift" of empathy and my natural motherly instincts want to help my child work through their discomfort? This baffles me. Maybe it's because, I have offered suggestions to help over the past 5 years, and the children look at me like it was the dumbest suggestion they've ever heard. It's the same list of questions every time- do you need to go #2? Are you hungry? What did you eat today? Are you thirsty? When did it start hurting?...
I can't fix stomach aches, so I don't know how to be kind about stomach aches. Half the time, I think it's an excuse to get out of school, homework, or a reason they hit their brother or sister.
Lately, the questions haven't come, and I have offered no suggestions to making it better, all I say is- "Too bad!" or "You'll be fine!" I feel terrible about disregarding their feelings, even it is just a daily stomach ache.
It's just a daily stomach now. Will it be something bigger later, and I miss it because I've been so annoyed with the present "non-existent" issue? I fear they are losing confidence in me as their mother because of my unwillingness to reach out and help them at this young age. When they need me for something bigger later in life, I fear they will assume I won't be "empathetic" or helpful because of the historical pattern, and it could cause them greater harm. And I will miss out on knowing them and being involved with their lives in the way that I've always hoped.
It's one of my goals for 2011 to be a more empathic, more loving, and louder cheerleader for my children- if I don't, who will?

Christmas letter 2010

2011-01-03T14:02:00.003-06:00

Many people have asked me where our annual Christmas letter was this year. Honestly, I didn't think people actually read it; at times it seemed to be more of a way for me to reflect on the year in an "extroverted way". I did have this letter typed, but I didn't include it this year with our cards. Here it is below, for those of you that have asked-

Merry Christmas! I feel like that’s all I have to say. Reflecting over the past year seems like am daunting task, with so many events and changes for us, but I will give it a go-

JACOB- our first-born is 7 and in 1^st grade. We are so proud of him for being a leader at school and friend to all. He loves math (obviously from his dad), and P.E. He is learning more words to spell, read and write, which makes ‘code parent spelling’ more difficult since he can understand out conversations. Over the summer, Jacob played in his first baseball league, coached by Brenton. He’s a great hitter, but not a fan of playing the field (not enough action), so we are grooming him to be a catcher. J His swimming skills also boomed- swimming in the deep end of pools (with supervision) with no life jacket is new- I was amazed when he showed me he could do it, but not that surprised since he would swim everyday all day if he had the chance. Jacob also continued to ride his bike, climb trees in the yard, and perfect his Jedi skills. He’s growing up so fast!

ISABELLE- The princess has taken over the kindergarten class! She is attending St. Dominic School for full-day kindergarten. She LOVES school (no surprise), and is doing wonderfully. She will tell you everything you need to know in life, from her 6-year-old perspective, as if she was the first person to know and tell you her information. A few people have told me that she holds strong convictions about telling people to love Jesus. She follows those conversations by bluntly telling them they are going to hell if they don’t. She continues to do well in gymnastic. She was asked to be a part of an “invite only” level to start preparing her for competitive gymnastics. Who knows if she will stick with it that far, but it’s fun to see her advancing so well.

ANDREW- There is not enough room in this letter to talk about Andrew. Some might look the picture and think he hasn’t changed, but we celebrate the small height and weight gains for him. This seems to be his biggest growth year since he was 18 months, so we are all excited for that! Andrew is now 4. If I had to use 2 words to describe him, I would say he is a drumming- monkey. His energy level never ceases, and I can usually find him when I listen for where he is drumming on something. He is so blessed to get the chance to spend 2 days home with dad and 3 days with his Aunt Carrie. Andrew is full of life, fun, and fears nothing (which I swear will land us in the ER someday).

BRENTON- He separated from Target in early December, and is currently knee deep in job applications and searching for the newest adventure in his life. This task is difficult at times, since we all know he is a man of many passions and interests. Last June, Brenton ran Grandma’s marathon. With very little training, he finished at 4 hours, 43 minutes- WOW! We made a mini vacation out of the marathon, enjoying a water park hotel. When he does get some free time, he tackles his reading goal- reading 100 books in a year, social networking, golfing, preaching for friends when they’re absent, and coaching Jacob’s sports.

STEPHANIE- I returned back to work full-time last March. I took a Long-term sub position at the Catholic School in Northfield. Then I was rehired this school year as the 7^th and 8^th grade teacher- I’m loving it! I continue to coach at the High School. Last season the varsity team earned a trip to the State Tournament, so as the assistant, I got to take it all in with the team. My biggest event of the year, was completing my first triathlon! I spent most of the summer training in the pool, on my bike, and running early in the morning. It took a lot more effort than I originally thought it would, but ended up being a lot of fun. I plan to do more this coming summer- who would’ve ever thought I would do that?!

As a family, we have had a blessed year. We’ve been able to travel together to Duluth, Brainerd, The Cabin, and Michigan. The kids are at fun ages, where everything we do is exciting, and we can still do things relatively cheap. Brenton decided that 2010 was going to be about making memories for our family, and I believe we have accomplished that. The biggest memory we created for the children this year was adding to our family, by getting a puppy! In June, we drove to a farm near St. Cloud, and picked up our black ½ Pug, ½ Boston Terrier puppy that we named Manny. He’s added a lot of fun to our family. He loves to play with and chase the kids around, and he loves to snuggle up and cuddle close too. The kids adore him, probably more than he would like sometimes. J

I am sure much more has happened this year that I am leaving out, but these are the highlights. Brenton and I hope, that during the craziness of the season, you get to enjoy the true Christmas message; Jesus Christ came to the world (as a baby) for each of us, not to be served- but TO serve, and give his life as a ransom for many.

Merry Christmas and Happy 2011!

Naughty list=

2010-12-21T22:16:00.001-06:00

According to Izzy-

"People that get clothes for Christmas, are on the 'Naughty List'!"

Merry Christmas!

2010-12-08T21:53:00.000-06:00

We had a heated discussion about this tonight at our house! Whether you believe it or not, Christmas began as a CHRISTIAN holiday...

Twas the month before ChristmasWhen all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
*Nor taking a stand.*
See, the PC Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men

And Angels and things.
It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.

Yet the shoppers were ready

With cash, checks and credit
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod,
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa,
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe's the word Christmas -

*Was no where to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penney's and Sears,
You won't hear the word Christmas;

It won't touch your ears.
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden,

Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen
On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace
The true Gift of Christmas

Was exchanged and discarded
The Reason for the Season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate 'Winter Break'

Under your 'Dream Tree'
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say.
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,
not Happy Holiday !

Happy Birthday Isabelle!

2010-12-02T17:54:00.001-06:00

Favorite color: Red
Favorite food: Mac & Cheese
Favorite sport: Swimming lessons
Favorite thing at school: Play at free choice
Favorite movie: Barbie and the Diamond Castle
Favorite thing to do with Mom: Go to the Burnsville Mall
Favorite thing to do with Dad: Wrestle
Favorite memory from being 5: Going to Grammy's in Michigan and swimming everyday
Favorite dessert: chocolate & strawberry ice cream
What are you most looking forward to as a 6 year old? Going on bike rides alone (never will happen)
What do you want to be when you grow up? A teacher

Izzy's makeover

2010-11-27T12:51:00.000-06:00

About a month ago, I took Jacob in for his monthly haircut. Izzy came with, and for the first time, she asked if she could get a hair cut. I was shocked, last thing I had heard was that she wanted to grow it out like Rapunzel. Izzy has the weirdest hair. It breaks so easily, and is usually some hot mess on her head, unless I get a clip, pony, or head band in it (which never lasts long). So when she asked to get it cut, I was 100% in agreement with her.

Here she is before......

Here is after... WOW- so different! She loves it, I love it- we are all good!

Catching up!

2010-11-27T12:33:00.000-06:00

The pace of life in the Balvin house has increased greatly lately. Mostly because of the basketball season, but also because the kids are busier with school functions and activities.in the evenings. So, below is me, trying to catch up on numerous past events that were blog worthy, this is a true cliff's notes version!

In October (I think) Brenton got a new car!

Poor Manny got dressed up by Andrew- what a good sport!

We made several trips to the Pumpkin patch this fall!

Halloween- Andrew is a bat, Isabelle is a Notre Dame cheerleader, and Jacob is a hockey goalie

We love the apple orchard, the kids picked the most delicious apples!

More pumpkin patch!

I was able to take a special trip to see my dear friend Michelle who is fighting cancer!

Jacob lost both his front teeth- goof ball!

Peace of Mind

2010-11-22T10:03:00.000-06:00

When I was in elementary school, I admit, I wasn't the most academic. It wasn't from a lack of effort or parental involvement. I remember trying in school and working hard, but I was always frustrated, usually confused and often cried because everyone else seemed to 'get it'. I learned quickly how to stay under the radar, so no one knew I was clueless. My poor parents spent money on endless supplemental materials to help, they also got me tutors, and forced me to do curriculum work during the summer. There came a point in 5th grade when teachers finally tested me for special education classes. Those tests backfired and baffled everyone, since I was testing 2 grade levels above. People started to think I was lazy and not working to my potential.

It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized I have ADHD (without the H). Back when I was a kid, they didn't talk or test kids for it, so I just went through all my schooling years, frustrated at myself for not doing better in school, and I am sure frustrating my parents. This diagnoses has been the most significant discovery for me, and has completely changed me inside and out. But, this post isn't about this, it's about my kids.

Over the past couple of weeks we've had Izzy's and Jacob's school conferences. Going into the conferences, I knew in my heart they are good kids. At school they are respectful, good listeners, and good friends to their classmates. So I wasn't worried about that. The part I did worry about, as a parent who struggled academically through school, was their academic performance. Were there signs yet that they too would struggle as I did? It's the thing I've worried about since before they were born. Brenton and I used to joke while pregnant with Jacob- We hoped the kids looked like me, and had Brenton's brain. We joked about it, but secretly, I really did hope they had their dad's brain. Brenton was a high achieving student, learning was and is still, easy for him. I remember in college when we were dating, I would study for hours for a test we had, and he would look over his notes before the test and he would do far better than I would and for sure be the first one finished- it's so not fair!

But at each of the kids' conferences, I found myself holding my breath, and holding back tears when the teachers would praise their academic abilities. As their mom, inside of me I know they are bright, I've been working with them since they are 3, but now that they are in the "real world" of school, I wasn't fully confident that they didn't inherit my academic struggles.
For now, I can breath easy, Jacob is 1 of only 4 kids in a challenge math group and Isabelle is excelling in reading and math for her grade. All I can say is, thank you Jesus! I know they are still young, and school will get harder, but the weight that was lifted off my shoulders at conferences to hear they excel academically in areas that I did not was HUGE!!

Part of me wishes I could do school over, even college, knowing now that I have ADHD, and how it plays a significant role in how I learn. I think school would be so much easier. But I realize its more important now that notice the signs and signals in my students I teach and my own kids, so if a day does come that they need further evaluation, I can speak from knowledge and personal experience.

MOM is the Tooth Fairy too!?

2010-11-21T12:51:00.002-06:00

Teeth are falling out like crazy in this house, and when they aren't, the kids are walking around pretending they are. Recently, Jacob lost his other front tooth, leaving him with a gaping hole in the middle of his adorable smile. Jacob takes the tooth fairy very seriously. He put his tooth in a small sealed Tupperware container and set it next to his pillow, so that, the tooth fairy would know where it was. As I asked about this strange set-up, it led us into a conversation about the tooth fairy. Jacob asked if the tooth fairy is real or if it was just mom and dad?

I believe strongly in children keeping their child-like imagination as long as possible, so when he asked, I was sad to think he didn't think it could be possible that a little fairy came to get his tooth. I had to think fast of something to say- the conversation went a little like this:

"Well Jake, what do you think?"
"I think that you take my tooth and keep it, and you give me the money."
"Ok- but what if I AM the Tooth Fairy?"
(Jake's eyes light up) "But you don't have a tutu like a tooth fairy."
"How do you know? Maybe I have a magical tutu."
(Jake smiles) "But you don't have fairy wings like the Tooth Fairy."
"How do you know I don't have magicial wings?"
(Big smile) "Really mom?"
"I guess you have to believe to know if I am or not- because I was told by the boss of all the tooth fairies, that if you don't believe anymore, then they don't bring any money anymore."
"Mom, that would be cool if you were the Tooth Fairy."

I didn't lie; I really am the tooth fairy in our house! The bummer of this story is- I forgot that night to take his tooth and leave the money, so he was so disappointed when he woke up. So, later that day, I had a dollar in my hand and told Jake to come into the kitchen. I slipped the dollar into his hand, gave him a wink, and put my finger over my mouth to remind him of the secret of being the tooth fairy. He smiled and gave me a huge hug- he hasn't questioned it again.

I love these memories!

Good Marriage

2010-11-05T18:52:00.000-05:00

"The thing about a good marriage is-even if a terrible mistake happens, you just can't imagine your life with anyone else. That's why you commit to each other. That's why you make vows to each other- that through the good or the BAD, you'll just keep trying. You're fighting not only for love, you're fighting for something bigger than either of you. You're fighting for the family you've become, you're fighting for the 'Us' you've become, and that really IS worth fighting for!"

~ Sally Field as Nora Walker on Brothers & Sisters

I'm in LOVE!

2010-10-19T18:10:00.001-05:00

I'm in Love with my new vacuum!!!!

Taming the tongue

2010-10-08T15:55:00.001-05:00

My lovely daughter is not so lovely sometimes. She's had some real interesting quotes lately for or about me. I don't always hear these right from her, but from those she speaks to about me. Here are a few of them:
1. Some first graders stopped me in the hallway one day at school and said, "Are you nice?" I said, "Do you think I am nice?" They both smiled and said, "Yes!, but Isabelle tells us you are mean, because you always get her in trouble." - Thanks Izzy, but really you get yourself in trouble.

2. Izzy one morning before school (with a neck and eye roll)- "Mom, why are you always trying to be so pretty at work, isn't that like bragging?"

3. A 2nd grader a lunch said to me as I was sitting next to Izzy at a table- "Are you her mom?" Before I could answer, she interjects with, "No, she's my GRANDMA! HAHAHA!"

I am trying so hard to teach her to speak kindly about and to other people. She has a sassy little mouth on her, and frankly I am out of ideas on how to train/ tame her tongue. It saddens me that she will have to learn the hard way, by losing friends or having someone else do it to her and hurt her feelings. I just don't know when my 5 year old became 15! Where is the innocence, and the obliviousness to the mean and hurtful words in the world? How do you teach her before it's too late, that joking is only a joke if the other person thinks it's funny? At least right now, I am the one she speaks unkind about, but I want to stop it before it gets redirected to other people and mother's are calling me to complain.

When Life gives you lemons....

2010-09-23T17:01:00.000-05:00

I've always tried to teach my children gratefulness, respect, and finding the blessing in all things. It's not the behavior or attitude I normally get when things are not going the way they wanted or planned them to. However, my daughter gave me a lesson of seeing the bright side of a bummer situation.

I was cleaning up the flooded water in our basement and lamenting about how gross it was, that this was not a good situation, and blah blah blah. Then, I hear Izzy say-

"At least if it keeps flooding to the top, it could be a swimming pool for us to swim in!"

Thank you Izzy for finding the bright side of the situation, I would have never thought of that!

First day of school(s)!

2010-09-07T19:55:00.003-05:00

The first day of school! Kindergarten at St Dominic's School for Isabelle and Greenvale for Jacob! Both have wonderful teachers and it should be a great years for them. I didn't have time to shed any tears this morning as I too returned to work this school year, and I was preparing for my students to arrive. I feel we have walked into a whole new chapter of life, but a good one!

Look who's 7!!!

2010-09-07T07:00:00.000-05:00

Forget the first day of school- Jacob is turning 7 today! Usually I can't believe all the time that has gone by and how fast it's gone, but with Jacob- I don't feel old enough to have a 7 year old! I still feel, and usually act like a kid myself. Poor Jacob has endured the all the "firsts" for us. We were 2 young kids (23) when we had Jake. Brenton and I looked at each other in the hospital after we had him, and couldn't believe they were going to send us home with him, without any "formal" training. I think back and laugh at that I was clueless about (and still am at his current age). I'm so thankful for what a great boy he is! He has a heart of gold for other people. We put more pressure on him to be the "good" example to his siblings, and he usually does without a fuss. He loves animals, his friends, family, and sports. He still loves to cuddle and be close to Brenton and I. We are so blessed to have him, and look forward to all life has in store for him!

Interview with Jacob:

Favorite color- blue

Favorite restaurant- McDonald's

Favorite food- Cheese Party Pizza

Favorite drink- Root beer

Favorite sport- swimming

Favorite book- Biscuit

Favorite character- Yoda

Favorite movie- Snow Buddies

Best Friends- Adam, Trenton, Mac, Oden & Ainsley

Favorite thing to do with Daddy- Go out to eat at Godfather's pizza

Favorite thing to do with Mommy- cuddle

Where do you want to go to college- Minnesota to be a Gopher

What do you want to do when you grow up- Be a vet and work at Target

What are you most looking forward to about being 7- sleepovers, cake, and bowling

Dear Jacob,

Happy Birthday bud! How exciting that your first day of First grade is on your 7th birthday! We are so proud of you for working so hard in school. We know that you will do great things with all that you are learning. We pray that you will continue to "be a blessing" throughout your days to anyone you can. We love the way you love people and love animals. Mom thinks you will do something with animals when you grow up because they make you so happy. Thank you Jake for 7 great years as our son. You've been the first to do it all with us, and you've brought a smile to our faces everyday since we've met you! We pray that you never lose that sensitive side that loves his mom and dad with all his heart, yet we love watching you be rough and tough with your friends and on the baseball field too!

We pray that today is a special day for you, not because you are starting school, but because it's the day we will always remember as receiving the greatest gift- our first born son. We love you so much! Happy 7th Birthday!

Manny-boy!

2010-08-30T13:30:00.002-05:00

He's growing fast! Manny is now 5 months old, and has reached his full adult size. He's been losing teeth a lot lately, and with his new ones growing in, he gets his top lip hung up on them. I think it's so cute!

Fruits of my labor

2010-08-30T13:24:00.003-05:00

I have said it before, I can't grow anything! This spring I bought one of these 'Topsy Tomato planters". I thought this was a guaranteed tomato maker, I didn't think I could screw it up! I even talked to a tomato "expert" at Bachman's, to get a recommendation for the best tomato to use in one of these planters.

Well, this is all that my tomato plant produced for me this year- one lonely tomato! It was delicious, and I tried to savor every bite knowing it was all I was going to get this year. Why can't I grow things?!

Shut the front door- Andrew is 4!!!

2010-08-28T08:23:00.000-05:00

My "baby" is 4 today- I had to stop and think about how strange that sounds before I could go on! FOUR- REALLY, it's been 4 years since I've had a baby, it doesn't seem possible. I haven't fed a bottle to my baby in 3 years, haven't searched high and low for a nuk at all hours of the night in over 2 years, and haven't changed a diaper in over 1 year. But I have watched Andrw grow from an infant into a little preschool-aged boy! I have laughed more times than I can count, and I have also clenched my teeth more times than I would like to admit.

Andrew has more energy than all our other kids did at his age. He is on the go from the minute he wakes in the morning til his head hits the pillow at night. He runs everywhere he goes and usually with a big smile on his face. He loves life and seems to live it to the full of his 4 year old mind and body ability. A lot can be learned from him zest, I just hope I can keep up with him!

Interview with Andrew:

Favorite color- Blue

Favorite food- Sausage pizza

Favorite drink- lemonade

Favorite sport- swimming (this is the kid who HATED all forms of water just a year ago)

Favorite book- The Gruffalo

Favorite character- Thomas & Elmo

Favorite movie- Toy Story (all 3)

Best friend- Jake, Daddy, and Joshy

Favorite thing to do with Daddy- wrestle and get toys at Target

Favorite thing to do with Mommy- Go on Mommy dates, get a special cup and go to the zoo

What do you want to be when you grow up- Play Policeman and work at Target with Daddy

What are you most looking forward to about being 4- Chewing gum and no training wheels

Dear Andrew- Happy Birthday buddy! We love you so much! We can't believe that you are 4 today. You are so funny, energetic, spunky, and independent! We love the way you love your family and your friends. You are always willing and looking for new people to invite to play with you. We love the way you sing and dance when no one is watching, then giggle and fall down when you realize we are watching. You love to follow your daddy around the house when he is home and do whatever he is doing, and you never let anyone tell you that you are too small or too young to do anything, and you are fearless!

Andrew, we pray that as you continue to learn and grow that you will continue to ask questions about Jesus and sing him praises. We pray that you will use your friendly attitude to teach and lead others to Him throughout your life. We pray that you continue to gain weight and height, so your body can continue to be healthy. We pray for your safety- you are a monkey and you are fearless. As much as I love to see you spread your wings and try new things, I worry that someday you will hurt yourself. Love you TyTy- we are so blessed to have the opportunity to raise you as our son! Have a Happy 4th Birthday!!!

Triathlon reflection

2010-08-27T12:41:00.004-05:00

I can't believe I haven't blogged this yet! It was the focus of my summer. It consumed most of my mental thoughts and absorbed most of my physical energy..... I COMPLETED my first triathlon (mini) on August 14th here in our town. I signed up back in June and started my training process with one of the best training partners (my neighbor). We spent 2 months, getting up with the birds to run, bruising our bottoms from biking so much, and drying out our hair from all the chlorine in the pool. I probably complained every step of the way, but when the triathlon day actually came, I enjoyed myself, I would even say it was fun! I made some new friends throughout this training journey and strengthened other frienships. Plus, I learned a lot about myself and my ability to mentally 'push-through' something.

When we originally registered, it was all about finishing without dying! But somewhere along the way as the training went on, I watched my practice times improve. I started to believe that, not only could I do it, I could do it well. My first goal was to just finish before the sun went down, then I decided 2 hours seemed appropriate, then I changed it to under 1 hour 45 mins. So I was pleasantly surprised with my final triathlon time being- 1:32:10! That was way more than I had hoped for!

As fall begins to roll in, next summer seems like forever away, and if you asked me today if I will do it again, I would say yes! However, the reality is- it was hard to get in shape for something like that, and through the LONG, cold, unmotivated winter months, I am sure I will lose all the "in shape" I have gained. And I will have talked myself out of doing it again more times than I can count. So it is my hope that I will look back at this blog entry and remember all the good and fun times I had, rather than all the hard work ahead of me.

Michigan 2010

2010-08-22T19:26:00.002-05:00

Here are just a few of the highlights from our trip to Michigan! It's always the best week of my summer and a GREAT way to wrap up summer before school begins.

Out-numbered

2010-08-12T13:51:00.001-05:00

There is no question here- I am out-numbered! For every one thing I put away-3 more are taken out. For every room I get cleaned, 3 more are dirty. It's an ongoing battle, and it sometimes make me crazy!

Big Mama

2010-08-05T11:20:00.003-05:00

It seems that the kids have been obsessed with the time they were in my belly (uterus). They talk about it all the time at home, and always want to look at their baby books to see pictures of my BIG pregnant self. I don't know if it's because some friends have recently had babies that we saw, or I have some pregnant friends, but it seems a little weird. Today as Jake was playing with his friends, I overheard him say this, "My mom had the hugest belly when I was in it, it was like out to here (extending his little arms as far as they possibly could reach) she was so fat!"

In that moment I just smiled, since crying would be embarrassing, and thought about how clueless children are about hurting people's feelings. I didn't dwell on it too long, since he followed the comment with, "But now she is not fat!"

In all honesty, I can't be mad- I really was as big as a house. And I really have 'literally' worked my butt off!

(Picture from 2003, after 2.5 days of labor with Jacob and finally getting some drugs, I could sleep)

Surviving the August heat

2010-08-03T14:43:00.004-05:00

I usually spend the summer in a mental debate about turning on the AC or not. I usually sweat out a few nights before I cave and do it. However, this summer I feel like the AC has barely been off. It seems to be hotter than usual, and not just hot- HUMID (which is the worst).

The kids have been loving it! They spend the day in the pool in our yard, and I love watching them and listening to all their giggling and playing they do. Occasionally when I start to sweat too much, I remind myself that winter is only 4 months away, so I don't mind the heat as much! Here is some of the fun from today...

Jake relaxing

Andrew splashing others, but not wanting it back

Goof balls!

She is so beautiful!

Crazy head first entry by Izzy (I put a stop to those ASAP)

Izzy loves to torture her brother with ice cold hose water!

Tasmanian Devil

2010-07-28T14:46:00.006-05:00

For those that have raised toddlers and teenagers, I need to ask- Which is more challenging, a 3 year old or a 13 year old? The way I see it right now, 3 year olds need to be the most challenging people to deal with at any age. I am pretty sure the creator of the "Tasmanian Devil" was a parent of a 3 year old.

A part of me seriously thinks Andrew wakes up and plots ways to make my life harder. I think he has a special voice in his mind that maps out ways to follow me around and destroy everything I've just cleaned up, organized or put away. I also think God uses 3 year olds (specifically Andrew) to develop character and patience in parents. If I received a grade today for parenting, I would have gotten a D- (I'm just saying, it's been one of those days). I am counting the days until Andrew is 4 (1 month). I am hoping he slows down a little and learns that destroying things isn't the only way to go through life and that he will have a much happier and peaceful mother!

Izzy loses a tooth!

2010-07-28T08:49:00.002-05:00

The process of Izzy losing her 1st tooth-

We don't need Dr.'s

2010-07-26T18:48:00.004-05:00

Conversation in the car after taking Andrew into the Dr. for a weight check...

Jake: If I made the world, there would never be any shots or drawing blood or any Dr.'s or anything like that.

Izzy: Jake, you need Dr.'s in case you get sick (with a little neck movement and eye roll to make her point). In my world as a Dr. you would get suckers instead of shots. They would have the medicine in them.

Me: Jake, what would someone do if they broke a bone?

Jake: They could just buy a cast-thingy at Target and put it on at home. And buy some crutches, and return them when you are done with them, then get some band-aids there too.

Izzy: Yeah!

Who needs Dr.'s when there is Target!?

Twins

2010-07-26T09:50:00.002-05:00

Izzy's been working hard and saving money to get her Generation Doll a matching Dorothy outfit. On her 'Nana Day", she cashed in that hard earned money and purchased it. They look so cute together. The outfit came with the cute ruby-red shoes and a basket with Toto.

Bad hair stage

2010-07-26T09:38:00.004-05:00

Some days I wake up and wonder how we ever got to a place where our oldest is almost 7! I remember the days of changing 3 kids diapers at one time. It's truly amazing how fast time goes. This morning I found Jacob in the bathroom with a spray bottle and comb looking in the mirror to get his hair looking right! He is really wanting to grow his hair out, like Justin Beiber. You know I love pop music, but I haven't been much of a Beiber follower, so I am curious where he got the idea that Justin has the hair he wants. Sadly for Jake, he has 2 terrible colics on the back of his head, so it's difficult to control his hair. I hope this "long hair" phase doesn't last, because I hate long hair on boys. But it's just hair and there are bigger things to stress out about.

Bruiser

2010-07-22T10:36:00.003-05:00

Andrew got his first black eye! I thought for sure he would have had one before now with how crazy and dare-devilish he is.

He was running at the pool yesterday and another little boy was running the other direction and..... CRASH! The little boys forehead when straight into the side of his eye. It was a scream fest for a couple minutes with both 3 year olds bellowing out in pain! After some love and kisses on my lap, he was back in the pool and all was well. It looks much worse than it is.

Morning kisses

2010-07-18T12:56:00.003-05:00

Three year olds can be so difficult some times (mine- most of the time), but they are so darn cute too, which makes it hard to stay frustrated with them. This morning I woke up to slobbery kisses, and they were not from Manny. Nope, I woke up to hearing Izzy and Andrew giggling. Andrew thought he was being sneaky climbing up my back (as if I couldn't feel his knobby knees in my spine), kissing me on the cheek, then ducking back down (giggling). Then he would whisper(loudly) to Izzy, "I kissed mama and she didn't wake up!" He continued this adorableness 2-3 times, it was so cute I wanted it to go on forever. But then I had this idea to scare him. So I popped my eyes open and said, "BOO!" We all giggled together and snuggled in bed- I love these type of mornings!

Smaller Jeans Ticker

2010-07-13T21:52:00.000-05:00

Created by MyFitnessPal - Free Calorie Counter

Track it! (Smaller Jeans)

2010-07-13T21:23:00.002-05:00

It is no secret that I will tell all on this blog about my weight issues. I used this blog as a personal journey a few years back as I battled to lose 60 lbs. I called it project "smaller jeans" or maybe "fat chic" I can't remember at this moment. Anyhow, now that I am doing this triathlon, the ladies I am training with and myself were curious as to how many calories we were burning with all this new exercise regimen we had invited into our lives (it has not been a warm welcome by any means).

One of the ladies recently told me about this FREE Calorie counter website. Many from our tri group joined it, and its really interesting to see how daily activity effects calories during the day. I love that I could never eat enough to eliminate all my daily calories if I work everyday! I've tried to be completely honest with what and how much I am eating and how much I am exercising so I can get a good picture of what I am really doing in a day.

I encourage you, if you are looking to lose weight or are just curious to see what you do (or don't do) in a day, check it out.

As you can see I've added my weigh loss tracker to my blog- WHY, you might ask? For me, it's so humbling and holds me accountable. It also is a goal for me to work towards, and since this blog is all about ME (and my family), I thought it would tie into the whole blog nicely. I am sticking with the "smaller jeans" theme, so that's why you see the ladies back side in jeans.

If you decide to join, let me know, I would love to keep up with your progress and cheer you on! I've come to realize my original weight loss wasn't just about losing baby weight, this was, is and forever will be a life long journey for me. And even though I've successfully made it through most of the journey, the work never stops and I will always have a new goal (like don't pack it all back on). I have 15 lbs I want to lose to be healthy, but you might have 50 lbs or 30 lbs or 100 lbs. Whatever it is, know this- YOU can do it, but only for YOU, and only when YOU really think YOU can. I've learned it's mostly mental, and let me just confess, I have had more mental lapses than I would like lately.

YOU can do it and so can I- so let's do it together!

Young Love

2010-07-07T12:26:00.003-05:00

This is Jake's "friend" from kindergarten. He loves her! He says he wants to marry her. I try not to make a big deal to Jake about his feelings for her, because he gets so embarrassed, but it's so cute. At least he chose a smart girl! She is super smart, a little bossy, but I think he will need someone like that someday! This was his first playdate with a girl. It was funny because they didn't really know what to do. Usually when he plays with boys they are building Legos or shooting things outside. I heard Jake offer to play American Girl Dolls or Barbies, but they mostly just walked around outside and did art projects. They did have fun, and it was so much calmer than most boy playdates, so we will plan it again.

I love them!

2010-07-07T12:19:00.002-05:00

They are just so darn cute- I can't help myself to smile when I see this picture! It makes me want to freeze time. This picture makes all the bug bites and sweat of the nature hike worth it!

Nerstrand Big Woods State Park- July 2010

Little girls

2010-07-05T13:36:00.004-05:00

There is something special about having a little girl! When I found out our first child was a boy (Jacob) I was thrilled, because I always thought he would be easier to deal with. There would be less drama and I could play sports with him. In fact, I was terrified to find out I was having a girl with the second, because I didn't know how I would deal with the drama and the "girly" things little girls do. I was more of a "tomboy" myself.

But lately, I am loving little girls. They can be so sweet and caring. They want to be a mommy so badly when they are little and they are great little mommy helpers. And one of the most fun things about girls is there willingness to let you dress them up for holidays and special occasions.

Here is Izzy and her neighbor friend posing with their 4th of July outfits. They were so proud of them and more than willing to have their little pictures taken.

Izzy even let me do her hair this day. This is not normal, she usually wants to do it herself (which means not at all).

So, even though Izzy does bring lots of drama and I often times hand her over to her father because I don't know what to do, I really love having a little girl in the house with me, and I look forward to all the "girly" adventures we will have in the future.

Little dipper

2010-06-30T08:49:00.003-05:00

We had a GREAT 4-day weekend as a family up north this past weekend. We started at the cabin (In-laws) and celebrated Brenton's grandma's 80th birthday! The lady has twice as much energy as I do and is the hardest working 80 year old I have ever met. The kids spent time swimming, peddle boat riding, and playing pinball. They loved every minute of it. From there we headed over to Cragun's resort, in Brainard MN. It was an AWESOME Christmas present from Brenton's side of the family. We swam outside and swam inside and swam in the lake until we were all fully waterlogged.

The biggest surprise of swimmers was Andrew. Until now, Andrew has never been a big fan of the water. I always knew if there was a pool or lake around, he was going to stay clear of getting wet. He's always been ok with his feet on the side watching Jake and Izzy (the fish) play around. But this weekend, we created a swimming monster! We put his life jacket on, forced him to scream for a while in the water while he got used to floating, and then finally something clicked in his brain, that the water was fun and safe, and we could barely get him out. He was jumping in off the sides over and over and over again. He was swimming across the pool several times and loving every minute of it!

On one hand I am so pleased that he can now enjoy the water, but now I have to be extra careful about teaching him about being safe in the water and ALWAYS having a life jacket on because records show he is our little daredevil! WAY TO GO DREW-MAN!

(More pictures will be posted on Facebook from the weekend)

Serious Lap dog!

2010-06-25T11:03:00.003-05:00

Manny is growing fast. He now weighs in at 12lbs. He should add 5 more before he is done growing. He lost his "boy parts" this week, so we've been trying to keep his running a jumping to a minimum. That's like telling a toddler not to explore in the cabinets- it's nearly impossible. He's really been fun to have. Brenton (who is NOT a dog lover) has been liking him too. I even found Brenton inviting the dog to sit on his lap on the couch. I for sure thought someone had stolen my husband.

The breeder told us these type of dogs (Buggs) love to be around people, and she wasn't kidding. He puts the term 'lap dog' into a new category. He will sit at my feet in the kitchen while I am cooking and look up at me with his big brown eyes and wait for me to pick him up. He's like a baby- he falls asleep when I am carrying him around. It's a little strange sometimes how much he loves to cuddled. I have to wonder if it's about cuddling or being protected from the 3 little people constantly picking him up and carrying him around?

One thing we have been really happy with is Manny's love of his kennel. He has never cried about being in the kennel. It was a welcomed surprise, since so many people tell me about how puppies cry all night the first couple nights. We often times find that he has gone into his kennel by choice to sleep. Here he is- sleeping half in and half out.

Here is Manny on my lap- seems to be his favorite place! (I don't mind)

All in all- He has been a GREAT addition to our family!

Grandma's Marathon- Duluth, MN

2010-06-22T17:11:00.001-05:00

Little fishies

2010-06-22T15:25:00.002-05:00

Last summer the kids started taking private swimming lessons. At first, like always, I was a skeptic if "private lessons" were really necessary. But after only one week (30 min lessons) I was sold that it's the only way to go for teaching little kids to swim. I appreciate the constant one on one work they get and every minute is focused on them learning to swim. In so many programs there are 2 swimming teachers and 15 kids, so they spend a lot of the time hanging onto the side, waiting their turn. Jake and Izzy were off and and swimming after only 5 days. I was so impressed on their progress, so this summer I signed the kids up for 2 weeks of lessons. They just finished their first week and Jacob can swim across the pool on his front and back all alone. Izzy is doing great too, she is a little slower and less confident in the water, but is getting progressing more and more each time. Most importantly they are learning to LOVE swimming and having fun in the water and learning how to be safe too.

Triathlon

2010-06-22T15:07:00.003-05:00

I've been active me whole life. I've grown up playing every sport you can think of. There wasn't anything I wouldn't try. I once even tried to join the 7th grade boys' football team, but was turned away, so I ran cross country instead (big mistake). My main sport was basketball, but I loved anything competitive. I could turn anything into a competition, and usually still do (no wonder my kids are competitive). But I recently registered for my very first "adult" competition- a triathlon.

I'll be honest, for as competitive as I am as a person, I have no desire to compete in this challenge. MY ultimate goal is not to drown! If I achieve that- it will be a success and win in my book!

Doing a triathlon is something I NEVER thought I would do. I've known people who do them, and admired them for their drive and commitment to train and finish it, but I don't put myself anywhere near that level of competitor- they are in a class of their own.

The triathlon I am registered for is a mini, so it's no where near the level of people I know, but it's a start. I am signed up with 5 other ladies (some I have never met), and we are all making our own progress in training to get ready for the big event! I have an incredible (type A) neighbor who keeps me getting up each morning (between 5:30a-7a) to train with. I can tell you truthfully, as I am sure she would agree, I would never have stayed committed if it wasn't for her commitment.

So, I look forward to race day and getting to post pictures of me crossing the finish line on August 14th, not with a great race time, or medal, or ribbon, but with a great feeling of accomplishment that I did something I said I would NEVER do!

Feed the birds

2010-06-22T14:59:00.003-05:00

Each spring, the kids anxiously await for the ducks and geese to fly back to Northfield. Then they ask daily when the baby ducks will be here, because they want to feed them. One of their favorite things to do is go downtown by the Cannon River and throw bread chunks to the birds. The mama geese hiss a little bit, but then they welcome the free food and have no problems with us. I am always amazed at how calm the kids get when they are around nature. They love to sit and watch them eat, swim, and play.

Pillow Pets

2010-06-14T13:57:00.003-05:00

The kids got some of these today and are THRILLED! They are really cute, extra soft, and really cool. They are all planning on bring them on all our road trips this summer. Izzy chose the purple bunny, Andrew chose the Tiger, and Jake chose the Leopard. They are called PillowPets- check them out here.

Izzy's night

2010-06-12T17:14:00.002-05:00

Izzy is a special girl! She seeks out information whenever she can, and when she can't she will make up her own explanation or definition of things. I love to hear how her mind thinks about things.

Izzy loves many things, but 2 things stand out when I think of her- 1. The Wizard of Oz and 2. Ice Cream. So, yesterday was a family night out, but it was really all about the things Izzy loves. There is an ice cream cafe in MN called Izzy's Ice Cream Cafe'. Since her name is actually Izzy, she got her picture taken to be added to a wall of other Izzy's that have visited there and a FREE ice cream cone. She thought it was GREAT!

She ranked her night like this: 1. Wizard of Oz at the Children's Museum 2. Ice cream @ Izzy's for dinner 3. Being able to lay with her mom at the end of the night and talk.

Target Field!

2010-06-12T17:10:00.002-05:00

Jake's first game at Target Field to watch the MN Twins' play! If you ask him his favorite part, it's not time alone with his dad, or being at the outdoor stadium, or even seeing TC the Bear (mascot). Nope, when you ask Jake his favorite part, it was the FOOD! (Just like his mom)

Kindergarten changes

2010-06-12T17:02:00.003-05:00

He grew a lot this year! (Left) 1st day of school (right) Last day of school

Please rewind

2010-06-10T19:16:00.003-05:00

For the past 6 years, I've wanted to speed up time. I can remember looking at Jake as a newborn wanting him to be old enough to smile at me. Then when he smiled, I wanted to get to the place where he could sit up alone. And then I dreamed of the days of playing ball together or talking about life and starting kindergarten. I always wanted to rush into the next phase of his (and all the kids) lives without embracing the phase we were in.

Today as I sat at Jacob's kindergarten graduation, I finally realized I wanted to freeze time! I didn't want him to get a day older. I didn't want him to be done with kindergarten. And I didn't want the years to keep flying by, because I know it's going to happen faster than I really want it to, even if I complain about the daily headaches. As I remember back to September when I sent Jake off to kindergarten for the first day- I was bubbling over with excitement for him. I was so excited about all that he was about to learn, the friends he would make, and the projects he would bring home to me. I remember people asking if I was sad to send him off, and I thought that was a weird question. Why would I be sad about this great learning adventure he was about to begin? But today, I realized everything is happening way too fast! I want to press rewind and do some of the years over because I think I missed some things.

I sat in his kindergarten celebration trying not to let the tears stream down my face, but as soon as they played the slide show with Lonestar singing, "Let Them Be Little" I couldn't stop the flow.

As I drove away from the school, I started to dread all the "next phases" ahead. I almost started to panic as I thought about the day he would graduate from High School and move to college and then someday get married. Make it stop, make it stop!!!

Miracle stain remover

2010-06-01T10:54:00.003-05:00

If having 3 little children doesn't cause enough stains and damage to a home, adding a puppy really will!
In all truth, Manny has been a GREAT dog! He's (usually) very calm and patient with the kids constantly pulling on him, picking him up, chasing him, and terrorizing him 24 hours a day. He's a huge cuddler, and typically calm and quiet (except when the big mean vacuum comes out). And he usually stays close to home or close to us when we are outside.
BUT, we have had our fair share of biting, eating toys/ blankets, and having potty accidents. For the first few days there were NO accidents. I was thinking- "this is great, who can't have a dog!?" Then once I turned over more responsibility to the children (because they were begging for it) the accidents started to happen. The kids would take Manny out, and get distracted by EVERYTHING, so they were never fully sure if Manny went potty or not, but assumed he did, then bring him back in, only to have an accident a minute later.
However, someone told me about this miracle dog pee remover- SALT! Regular old table salt. It's cheap and its the BEST remover of wet stains I have ever used, and I have used a lot of different brands over the years of little children.
Here is how it works:
Once I see there is a wet spot (key words) somewhere, I dump a small pile of salt on it and I will instantly start seeing it absorb. I leave the pile there until it drives (kind of gross), then I just vacuum it up! It's completely gone!!! The salt absorbs everything without leaving any marks or tinting the carpet a shade lighter or darker. It's truly amazing!
I was a skeptic at first- I thought, "if this is so great, why hasn't anyone ever told me about it before?" Once I tried it, I still thought it was a lucky chance, but now that I've had to resort to more than a few times, it really works every time- I am a believer! Caution- I am waiting for the kids to spill something on the carpet to try it with other liquids, I don't know why it wouldn't work?
I LOVE easy cleaning solutions, so I thought I would pass this one on. It's the best one I've heard in a long time. If you have an easy and really effective cleaning solution- please pass it on to me!

Turn YOUR volume down

2010-05-22T14:55:00.003-05:00

Going to the grocery store is always exhausting for me because I have to be on my best game if I want to think through recipes, make sure I have everything on my list, keep Andrew sitting in the cart, and watching to see if the Jake and Izzy are slipping extra things (usually sugar loaded) into the cart. The trip usually consists of me saying NO every 30 seconds to advertised kids food products they see everywhere and repeatedly telling the kids to turn down their microphone voices. Today was no exception to the chaos of us at the grocery store, but there was one really funny moment that I must share.

As we are walking down the dairy isle, Jacob in his megaphone voice shouts to me on the other side of the "Saturday crowd" isle, "Mommy, we have to get some Activia!"

"Why?" I ask.

"Because in case you get diarrhea, it will help with your stomach!"

"(Laughing and trying not to make eye contact with anyone) Really, where did you learn that?"

"I don't know, that's what that lady says."

A lady is standing near us, and is also laughing now. I gave her that curdious and embarrassed smile I have perfected over the years and say- "I guess he watches too much tv."

Country Wannabe

2010-05-18T21:10:00.000-05:00

Andrew showing off his Country singing skills

Little League

2010-05-18T21:03:00.001-05:00

This is Jacob's first year in organized T-ball. He's LOVING it! Here he is in his first game.

Happy Feet

2010-05-18T20:56:00.003-05:00

Izzy had her first "dance recital" today. It wasn't like the normal dance recitals these days. She's been in a "Feet for Faith" dance class for the past 5 weeks. It's VERY low key- no costumes, no required shoes, no make-up, and it was cheap! Its just a bunch of little girls learning how to dance (Ballet, Tap, Jazz, and the older girls learned Hip Hop and Pom too). Another bonus is all the dances are to Christian music! They meet once a week in the basement of a local church and learn to dance. Izzy really enjoyed it.

It's a BOY!

2010-05-15T23:13:00.005-05:00

Here is the newest member of the Balvin family- Manny

After a year of debating and conversing about adding to our family, we finally decided that just like having children, there is never a "good" time in life to add a dog. So, after 5 hours of driving today, we brought home our newest Balvin boy. The smiles and joy over the past 4 hours from the kids is worth all the work this new little addition will bring to my life. He is so cute, snuggly, and small. His breed is called a Bugg- a mix between and Pug and Boston Terrier. He is expected to weigh between 15-20 lbs, so he'll be a great lap dog! I am really looking forward to all the memories we will build with our first true pet!

Why God makes Mother's

2010-05-12T08:05:00.001-05:00

I laughed out loud through most of this- Happy Late Mother's day!

Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:
Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2.. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger
parts.
What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice
in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use
string, I think.
Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mom like me.
What kind of a little girl was your mom?
1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty
bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get
drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES
to chores?
Why did your mom marry your dad?
1.. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a
lot
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.
Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a
goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the
bed.
3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them..
3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power
'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your
friends.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.
What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of
plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.
If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get
rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter.. Then she would know it was my sister who
did it not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back
of her head.

Food for Thought

2010-05-11T10:55:00.003-05:00

It seems that so much of my thinking in the day is spent on food. In fact, much of my life I have thought about food and weight. I wasn't blessed with :skinny genes" so ever since I can remember (except while pregnant, which I paid for later) I have had to think about what I was eating and how it would effect my body. I swear if I look at a brownie I will gain weight. Yet, most times I still do choose the wrong foods at the wrong times, which continues my cycle and focus on food and weight.
Now, if its not me worrying about my own eating choices, then it's me making sure that Andrew is eating enough to gain wait and on the flip side making sure that Jake is not eating too much (he's like a horse, if you don't move the feed bag- he will eat forever).
Why does food consume so much of my thinking. I can remember back when I was on my quest to lose 60lbs, I had to continually tell myself- "Eat to live, don't live to eat" and "Remember, you want smaller jeans!" When will those thoughts become my new way of life? And why does it seem that healthy, nutritious foods are so expensive? Why doesn't the government do something about that, rather than continue to tell us that we are fat!? We already know we are fat, everywhere we turn in this country we are reminded we are fat (I use 'we' more as me). We don't need reminders, which only make us more depressed- so we eat. What we need is change.
I have often laughed at the whole "organic" concept, partly because I think some of it's a scam, but also in part because I can't afford it. So, if I tell myself I don't need to change to organic to be healthy, then I won't be so bummed out about the cost. But let's be honest, now days people make others feel like they are eating unhealthy if they didn't get their produce from the local co-op or organic section. I could be buying broccoli, but if it comes from the "normal" produce section, then I am poisoning myself and my family for eating it. I can't win!
And one more thing, we don't have a garden and we don't compost our leftovers. I would love to- I really would. I would love for a professional gardener to come in a teach us all to do it, then walk along with us, so we make sure we are going along correctly. But I need to be honest with myself and realize there are some things I am good at and others I am not, so I shouldn't try to be someone I am not- I am still trying to convince myself and everyone around me that I am organized, I haven't let that dream die yet.
So, here I am thinking about what to make for dinner and how to make it healthy, flavorful, enough calories for Andrew, but not too many for the rest of us, and inexpensive. Most moms already have too much to think about it a day, it would be so great if food and meals could be easier to deal with everyday. From what I know from older adults this cycle will never change, and I don't really expect it to- I think I just needed to get that off my mind- thanks for reading.

To Mom-

2010-05-09T13:20:00.000-05:00

From- the kids!

My reason

2010-05-09T13:15:00.002-05:00

These are the reasons I get to celebrate today!

Thoughts from Izzy about her Mom

2010-05-06T15:57:00.003-05:00

Yesterday was Izzy's last day of preschool for the week, so she brought home some precious Mother's Day gifts for me. One was a heart shaped pin made out of recycled (not used) toilet paper and glitter, a Pansie flower (hopefully, it hasn't started to grow yet), and a book of her thoughts of me as her mom. Here are just a couple of examples from her book-

Question- What do you like that your mom cooks for you?

Izzy's answer- Chocolate pudding and strawberry pudding

My thoughts- I have never made either of those before, how are they her favorite?

Question- What is one thing you would like to do with your mom?

Izzy's answer- Go to the Mall of America with my mom, because I have never been there before.

My thoughts- Never been there before? Are you crazy- we go there once a month!

Evidently I need to more intentional about creating more "memorable" experiences with her.

Rereading is GOOD!

2010-05-05T10:13:00.004-05:00

For the third time, I am reading- Bringing Up Boys. I learn new things every time I pick it up, and it helps remind me how different boys and girls really are and how very different Moms and Dads are with their boys. I am really looking forward to Bringing Up Girls to come out- I am in serious need of wisdom in that area. I always thought raising boys would be harder than raising girls', but I am finding the opposite every day!

On my book list

2010-05-04T10:21:00.004-05:00

"My house looks great until a friend redecorates. Her clever color combination and crafty restoration abilities have created rooms that look as though they’ve stepped straight from a magazine. Suddenly my home feels outdated and plain.

My kids seem great until I’m around someone else’s who excel in areas my kids struggle in. I see her kids quietly reading books that are well advanced for their age and loving every minute of it. I compare that to mine who would rather have their right arm cut off than to read books that are barely grade level all the while asking me when they can go do something else more exciting. Suddenly I judge myself for not making reading more of a priority when they were younger and feel like a sub-par mom.

My clothes seem fine until someone else walks in looking completely snappy. And suddenly my baggy, saggy reworn jeans feel a little reworn. (I added that in just for a little relevant update y'all.)

Suddenly all that I’m blessed with pales in the face of comparison. I’m blinded from seeing what I do have in the face of what I don’t have. My heart is drawn into a place of ungratefulness and assumption. As I assume everything is great for those that possess what I don’t have, I become less and less thankful for what’s mine.

And here’s the real kicker… things for the person I’m comparing myself to are almost never what they seem". (Lysa TerKeurst)

This is a snip-it from a book I really want to read by Lysa TerKeurt called- Becoming More than a Good Bible Study Girl

Practicing fire safety

2010-05-02T12:15:00.003-05:00

Jake has been learning in school about fire safety. He will practice, "Stop, drop and Roll" in the house at random times. I usually have to turn my head, so he doesn't see me laugh, because he is totally serious and his feelings will be hurt if I laugh. He has asked me more than once what our "plan" or meeting place is if we do have a fire in the house. This is great conversation to have, but I feel he is starting to worry more than he should about it.

Today tops the fire safety lessons at our house- he put on his dress-up fire jacket, turned on the hose, and started watering the house, all while he is saying, "Everyone out! The house is on fire!" This is one of the memories I hope to bring up when he is 17. What a sweet boy, he has that first child protective instinct in him and I find it very endearing.

Busted

2010-04-28T16:03:00.001-05:00

I just got busted trying to throw away some of Jacob's art work (1 of the 3,000 pages around here). He was not happy about it! Oops.

Hockey teeth

2010-04-26T15:10:00.002-05:00

Tooth number 2 is out, and there are 3 more loose. He might end up with no front teeth at this rate!

Andrew @ soccer

2010-04-24T12:54:00.000-05:00

The main event- Wants VS Shoulds

2010-04-23T16:42:00.003-05:00

I'm at it again- debating- with myself! I hate when I go through these inner struggles. I hate when I have things "I want to do", and battle against, what "I think I should do". I've been battling these for a few weeks now. I'm not ready to reveal quite yet what they are, for the fear of criticism which might sway my thinking.

My problem is, that both sides of the battle are good. I don't think I could lose with either choice, but will I be able to live with my choices forever, will I regret one over the other? Can I handle people's opinions of my choices? Do I know myself well enough to make these choices? These are the things that bounce around my mind when I have idle moments. One more reason, I try not to have idle moments.

You know I can't keep anything in for very long, its one reason I have a blog. I have the need to blab everything I am thinking to the world, as if someone else cares. So be patient with me as a wrestle through these thoughts and ideas.

Little-man (literally)

2010-04-14T18:49:00.006-05:00

We had Andrew tested for Celiac disease this week for a few reasons, but thankfully the test came back negative. I'm not sure how I would have done changing our diet in the drastic ways that would have demanded. However, the Dr. wants us to see a specialist called an Endocrinologist. I am not really sure why yet, but she said something about a bone scan to see if he is growing at the right rate (obviously my words, not hers).

Andrew is small and always has been since he was 1. He didn't reach 20lbs until he was 2.5 years old, and yesterday he was wearing 18 month pants (loosely). He is barely in the 1 percentile on those crazy charts. The problem is, since his last growth check in August to his weight check this week, he has dropped on the percentile chart (they don't want that to happen). He did gain 2.5 pounds, coming in at 27.2 pounds and grew an inch, but when looking at the percentiles, he has dropped (1.5%). I am sure nothing is wrong with him, he is just small like his uncle Jeff was as a kid, but we are going to go through the tests, just to put our minds at ease. Its strange to have Jacob, our oldest, off the charts in height because he is so tall for his age and then Andrew barely making it on the charts- each child is so different.

Right now, all the names, explanations, charts and Dr. talk seems like a different language, but I am sure by the end of this, I will have learned enough to be the specialist myself.

I'm not ready for this

2010-04-14T12:35:00.004-05:00

Monday was a weird and bad day. I woke up 20 minutes late, which always starts the day off not so swell. Then before I get up the stairs to my classroom, I am bombarded with bad news and questions from my students about this play we are performing on Sunday. Then there were multiple other things that tied my mood up. As I walked out of school to get my kids, I prayed, "please Lord, let me have some fun with my children after this day- I could use some joy." As I am talking with Izzy about her day she says this- "Mommy, I know that sometimes girls kiss girls and boys kiss boys and that it's ok!" My mouth drops and I am speechless as to what I should say. I didn't think at 5 years old I was going to have these conversations. After finding out she learned this from a friend in her preschool class, I kind of let it go. I wanted to get Brenton's view on the type of conversation we should have about this. (Basically, I chickened out!)

THEN, not more than 5 minutes later, Jacob (6.5 years old) says to me- "Mom, (friends name) says her friends get their periods (chuckle chuckle)." I turned my head to my friend I was talking to, and asked her if she just heard what I heard? Again, my mouth hit the floor- I didn't really acknowledge his comment, I just wanted it to go away. I thought if I ignored it, he wouldn't bring it up again, I didn't want to make it a big deal. I was dumbfounded that he would even know what a period is. I thought about this for a while, I figured he doesn't really know what a period is, and if I tried to explain it, he might freak out a little. I assumed he chuckled because the people that told him did, so he figured it was something funny. I am sticking with that thought until another time.

THEN, Izzy says to me this morning, "Mom, what is kidnapped mean?" I told her it was when bad people take children that are not there's away from their family and friends. She follows with, "What do they do with them?" I tell her they usually hurt the children and sometimes they die. She follows with, "So they take and kill them like they do to cows?" (I give a long pause) I respond with, Yep, you are right. However, I did get to extend the conversation into saying, if any stranger tries to get you to go with them, you say no, run away screaming and find help! She tells me, "Yea mom, I already knew that." (Phew, thank goodness!)

Seriously, I would rather hear "bathroom talk" again in their normal conversations than these topics. I am not prepared for this- I am not ready for them to discover all the bad, weird, disgusting and disturbing things in the world. I want them to stay innocent, naive, and sheltered. It was a fresh reminder that I need to be constantly praying for them, for their friends and for their time away from home until they are able to decern truth in these and many many future topics of conversation.

Easter 2010

2010-04-10T17:32:00.002-05:00

Oops, but better late than never...

Soccer for Drew

2010-04-10T16:48:00.004-05:00

I signed Andrew up for soccer through our local YMCA. This is his first class or activity that he's been in (alone), so he is super excited that he gets to go to a class rather than just watch his brother and sister. Our neighbor's children (his best buddies) are also in the class which makes it extra fun! I figured Andrew's best shot at a sport is going to be soccer- he's small, fast and good at moving the ball.

When he was finished with his class I asked him if it was fun. He replied, "Nope, it was so so fun!"

Andrew and his buddy Josh stretching- because 3 year olds might pull a hamstring!

Now-As Seen at the Balvins

2010-04-10T16:25:00.012-05:00

Every mom can agree with me on this topic. It is so annoying when I spend 20+ minutes cleaning the bathroom, making it sparkle and shine, only to have the kids come in and mess it all up just seconds after I've finished. Its one of those things that makes me go bonkers inside and out! As I walked into the kids bathroom today, this is what I discovered- someone (most likely Andrew) had a party with the toothpaste. Toothpaste crusted to the sinks is so gross and drives me crazy. Brenton laughs it off and asks where he is going to get his toothpaste from if I clean the sink. (I'm not sure if he's kidding or not).

So today, I decided to buy something that I had seen on TV infomercial. This might be my first infomercial item ever! I picked up a "Touch-N-Brush" at Target hoping this will help with all the mess. I will let you all know how it goes. It has to better then what you see, right?

Sleepovers

2010-04-05T18:43:00.002-05:00

Jacob has been invited to sleepover a couple times this year at different people's houses. We said no thanks those times. We haven't thought about or talked about sleepovers much yet, he seems too young for those. I am usually eager for Jacob to try new things and grow up, but this is an area I am not trying to pursue yet. In fact, if I was honest with myself, I would be happy if he never had sleepovers at friends houses.

Before you all gasp and call me an overbearing mom, hear me out. I had lots of sleepovers as a kid at lots of different people's homes. Most of the time they were fun, but some of the time I felt uncomfortable for different reasons. I usually stayed up way to late, only to spend the next 2 days trying to recover. At sleepovers, I usually watched things I wouldn't normally watch, did things I normally wouldn't do, and learned things about people or life that I maybe wasn't prepared for. And I have seen too many of my friends dads' in their underwear- gross! What good comes from sleepovers? What good happens after midnight (for anyone)?

I am all for Jacob (or any of the kids) playing with friends at friend's houses'. I have highly social children (go figure). But I am still trying to figure out how I want to go about with sleepovers. I am willing to be that parent that picks their child up before everyone goes to bed. Am I setting him up to be bullied (another big concern I have)?

In all fairness to us, we don't believe Jacob is ready for a sleepover anyway. He still climbs into bed with us every night. He is the most fearful at night out of the 3 children and he likes being around home. He has had sleep overs at family members homes, but not friends, and even then he needs to sleep with someone else there.

So- I am opening up a door and looking for advice on when and how you have dealt with friend sleepovers? I am open to suggestions, opinions, even criticism- but be kind.

New Favorite snack

2010-04-03T08:35:00.002-05:00

I can't get enough of Planters Nut-rition trail mix. It's the perfect blend of salty and sweet with almonds, dried cranberries, pistachios, granola and dried cherries. YUM, YUM, YUM! The kids are slowly starting to like this too. Andrew picks out all the pistachios and Izzy all the cranberries. The only downside is the price- its a little pricey for such a small can to snack on, but I justify it by it being healthy so it's worth it!! There are other varieties too-I haven't tried them yet, because for now, I am obsessed with this one!

Good Friday

2010-04-02T09:24:00.002-05:00

^{Mark 25-30}They nailed him up at nine o'clock in the morning. The charge against him—the king of the jews—was printed on a poster. Along with him, they crucified two criminals, one to his right, the other to his left. People passing along the road jeered, shaking their heads in mock lament: "You bragged that you could tear down the Temple and then rebuild it in three days—so show us your stuff! Save yourself! If you're really God's Son, come down from that cross!" (The Message)

Egg-stra family fun!

2010-03-31T09:17:00.002-05:00

Preach it!

2010-03-27T16:26:00.003-05:00

I was working on getting the boys room ready to be painted this week and Andrew was getting dressed. He asked me, "Mom, can I wear my preaching socks?"

I stopped and asked what "preaching socks were?

He continued to pull out his black dress socks- "these are preaching socks!"

"Why are those preaching socks?" I asked.

He said- "Because those are the socks Daddy wears to church."

He is always watching Brenton- every move he makes, word he says and socks he puts on his feet for church- too cute!

I didn't get any money on my pay day.

2010-03-24T12:04:00.005-05:00

I can no longer call myself a full time stay-at-home mom. Actually I lost that title a while ago, but I still claim being a mom as my first job and my "real" full time job. As any SAH mom can attest to- it's HARD work. I think any mom works hard, but there is something extra draining about hanging out with little people that can't do anything for themselves and insist that everything you do is wrong, and tell you repeatedly that they wish their dad was home. This happens for 8 to 10 hours in a row all while you serve them and meet every waking need they have, only to be thanked when you ask, "what do you say?". There are no logical, rational or intelligent conversations happening in the day. There are no spontaneous outings for lunch with friends, unless it's to McDonald's play land. There is no paycheck coming in to help remind us that there is a purpose or "reward" for all this emotional juggling.

However, in the past 2 weeks I felt as if I did receive a paycheck for all the hard work in years past. I bragged in an earlier post about Isabelle's preschool conference. Last night, I had Jacob's spring conference- and I walked out of that conference feeling so proud of the person Jacob is when we are not around. I told Brenton it felt like I had just received a nice paycheck or bonus check. There really was no money involved, but I was able to see the fruits of my labor shine through. I was so pleased to hear that Jacob is respectful and listens to the teacher. I smiled when his teacher said he was a friend to everyone and has a positive attitude everyday in class. I love that he is doing so well in math and reading because I think of the countless practice sheets and books we did starting when he was 3.

I never knew I could be so proud of my children. And as much as I want to take full credit for their success- I really need to pass the credit to their creator. I have been praying over them since they were in my womb and several times since then. I have been on my knees more than I would like to say about feeling like a failure as a mom. I DON'T have it all together, and most days I don't know which direction I am going, but I do know we (God, Brenton and I) are working together to do the best we can with the cards we've been dealt.

And as I think about how proud I am of Jacob and Isabelle, it gives me hope that someday, the little 3 year old in my house that keeps me very humble as a parent, will also one day (Lord willing) have a great conference that I can be proud of- Right now, that seems a long time off. :)

** This is ONLY my reflection of our children and my feelings- I am NOT saying that you need to be a SAH mom (in case you feel attacked)**

My week in review

2010-03-21T19:30:00.006-05:00

It's been a CRAZY week, but a really FUN one at that. I was trying to think back to everything that happened- I think I got all the highlights- As I went through the week it seemed like a dream, looking back on it, it seems exhausting! Let me make sure I give a HUGE shout out to my husband, Brenton, for all the amazing work he put in at home with the kids, and planning my bday weekend! I really appreciate that he stepped up without complaining so I could enjoy all these things this week!

Monday- Taught all day, had practice, watched my neighbors kids, baths and beds for all

Tuesday- Taught all day, home to pack, loaded the bus to the State bball tournament, banquet for tournament, team meeting, bed at a hotel in Minneapolis

Wednesday- Up early for game, GAME, watched 2 more games, dinner with team, final team meeting

Thursday (30th birthday)- Taught all day, back up to the cities for the bball tournament, home late

Friday- Taught all day, team meeting, pick up kids in Eagan, meet Brenton at work, drop kids off with in-laws in Maple Grove, "surprise" dinner at Chino- Latino with neighbors in Uptown, ghetto bowling alley, stayed the night at The Westin in Minneapolis

Saturday- slept in (9am), ran errands for FIL bday party, met up with the kids, Craig's party in Maple Grove, dinner at in-laws, watched State Tournament, drove HOME!!

Sunday- Church in Fairbo, grocery shopping in Apple Valley (first time in a month), headed into my class to work, wrote lesson plans, dinner @ neighbors house, Jake's homework, baths and 10 deep breaths to soak it all in and be thankful for it!

Bragging rights

2010-03-14T14:32:00.003-05:00

I had a phone conference with Izzy's preschool teacher today. I was suppose to go in this week, but with all the new craziness of the b-ball tournament, we did it over the phone.

As her mom, I have to brag about her conference. I was taking notes-

"Izzy is an AMAZING child."

Three words to describe her;

1. Capable

2. Delightful

3. Independent

"Very responsible"

"She pays attention at group time, and craves information"

"She's highly empathetic"

"Good Imagination"

"Takes turns and is EXTREMELY helpful"

"Great at taking and following multiple step directions from teachers and students"

"Seeks out a variety of children to play with"

"She stands up for her rights, but not in an aggressive way"

"Change doesn't bother her."

At the end I was waiting for, things to improve on, but she ended with- "I would love to have 20 Izzy's in my class, she is so great!, keep up the good work!"

I am shocked at some of the things, but not really, because Izzy really is something special. I need to spend my energy appreciating all these wonderful things rather than picking apart her flaws. Love you Izzy and we are so proud of your school report!

**The teacher on the left is her main teacher and other is a teaching assistant- they are the cutest.

2010 Section 1AAAA CHAMPIONS!

2010-03-13T21:01:00.002-06:00

All the long bus rides, hours of practice, bad concession food dinners, strategizing, reflecting, planning, winning and losing were completely worth this moment! Not everyone gets to be a part of creating a memory for someone else that will last forever, but I get to and I am so thankful for it! Congratulations girls, you deserve it!

Little confidence boosters

2010-02-28T17:36:00.002-06:00

I love when my children say just what I want them to say: Today I was struggling for some energy and battling a headache, so I decided to lay down in my bed and watch some USA vs. Canada hockey while the kids had their quiet time. When their time was up, Izzy came in my room and asked why I was laying down. I told her I was a little tired and I wanted to watch some tv. She then says, "Mom, you never watch tv during the day- you are always cleaning." I love her!

Natural gymnast?

2010-02-26T11:47:00.000-06:00

Izzy was invited to particpate in a special "invite only" gymnastics class this summer. The Varsity girls gymnastic coach is creating a collection of girls that have "natural gymnastics abilities" (whatever that means). I was caught off guard when she asked me about signing Izzy up for it (she's only 5), but now we are excited for her to go for it! Here she is practicing on her "WT" balance beam in our living room.

Hootchie boots

2010-02-25T11:34:00.003-06:00

We called these Hootchie boots when I was a kid and now they are popular thing. Why does it seem scandalist when I see Izzy in these- and it's just funny when Andrew puts them on?

Patience pays off!

2010-02-25T10:47:00.004-06:00

My brother and sister-in-law blessed our family with 3 unlimited ride wristbands for the Mall of America. The kids were so excited and have been working very hard to earn beads (see previous posts) to earn a fun family activity. Last Saturday, Brenton and I were so excited that he was off on a weekend for the first time in a year, that we wanted to take the kids to use their wrist bands. We had a lapse of judgement on going to the MOA on a Saturday in the cold MN winter. Once we were there and realized that all of MN was thinking that same thing that day, we decided that is wasn't a good choice to waste the very valuable wristbands on a day that they wouldn't get to experience all the rides. Here is a picture from that Saturday as our children received a lesson on disappointment....

So we made a deal that we would take them out of school one day this week and have a special family day. We knew there would be no one at the mall in the middle of the week and Brenton had a day off , so they went from above to this...

We had a the best day!!! There was nothing I would have changed, except Andrew's height, but that's uncontrollable. We ran from ride to ride getting right on and sometimes being the only ones on the long roller coaster. There was even a couple times that we didn't get off the ride, we just stayed on for round 2 and 3. The kids went on the bumper cars at least 5 times in row. There was NO surprise by us that Isabelle LOVED the roller coasters and Jacob did not. Jake loved the Backyardigans Swings- he said he felt like he was flying. Andrew loved the train and race cars.

It really was the best day of 2010 as a family so far! THANK YOU Jason and Janelle for the huge blessing and help to create memories we will all carry forever.

Bring it on!

2010-02-19T09:26:00.003-06:00

For as long as I can remember, there is one thing that has never changed about me- I am highly competitive. I would say I thrive for competition in the sports realm. I never really got competitive in academics or organization (although my parents wish I would have) and I don't try to keep up with the "Jones'". I love the competition of sports. I love the "game day". It doesn't matter the sport, although I don't enjoy watching all sports I appreciate and can get into any sporting activity. Right now, I feel like I am on competition overload. With the girls' basketball season wrapping up and big games happening combined with the late nights of Olympic competitions- I am in my glory!

So I ask myself- where does this inner athletic competition come from? I was never the best athlete on the teams and I know I didn't work as hard as some of the other players, but still I love participating in all sports. I am willing to try any athletic challenge. In my younger years, I was in swimming, dance, gymnastics, baseball, track, cross country, basketball, tennis, soccer, and golf. I even tried to get on the Middle School football team, but they wouldn't let girls play back then. Obviously I was better at some then others, but I still wanted the competitive venue to participate in. I attempted several music avenues too- piano (8 years), viola, cello, clarinet, and choir. I failed miserably at all of them. Music can be competitive too, but I hated it. WHY?

My brother and I used to go at it on the bball court in our driveway for hours because I so badly wanted to beat him. There were times we were not allowed to play sports against one another because it would end in a huge fight of who was being fair and who won. I am sure my mom went crazy. I would cry for hours and be depressed for days when teams I was on lost or a season ended. (Its kind of insane to think about it). I am happy to say I am much better at handling losses today. Am I addicted to competition or is it just a part of who I am?

There maybe is no answer for why some people crave competitive sports over other competitions. All I know is that right now, I am loving all the sporting competition in my life. I sit and watch the Olympics and dream of being one of the athletes- it must be incredible to be there. I admit too that I find myself wiping tears at the US gold medal ceremonies. I've never been a "champion" but I can imagine it's the best feeling in the world!

Quote from Jacob

2010-02-17T10:49:00.003-06:00

"There is nothing better in the world than Easy Cheese" ~ Jacob Balvin

Bead it!

2010-02-14T19:58:00.003-06:00

Its no secret- Parenting is HARD work! Just as I think I've figured out something or mastered a way to deal with a situation or child, I get hit by the truck of 'reality' and something new gets thrown into the mix or a child changes their way they react or don't react to different situations. It's a constant roller coaster ride, and most of the time I feel like I am in the front seat with no seat belt ready to fall flat on my face at any wrong turn.

Lately, my biggest frustration is the way the children speak to one another and the way they speak to us (Brenton and I). It's the constant- "I am better than you" argument all day long. So, we are instilling a new system in our house. Thanks to the Super Nanny (of course) we are using beads as rewards/consequences. I plan to add or remove the emphasis as we see needed. Right now, we are working on WORD CHOICES! I want to remove back talk, whining, arguing, and of course bathroom talk. Ans I would love to increase speaking lovingly to family members and using manners (without being told).

Here is what we told the children. When we see the type of talk/ behavior that we are looking for- we will tell them they can add a bead to their jar. When we see the opposite of what we are looking for, we will talk about it and they will need to remove a bead. They are working together to reach that top ribbon and when they get their we will all go out and do something fun as a family. Then we will start over until their new way of talking becomes natural/ normal. Another aspect that I like about it is it will keep us accountable as well. If Brenton or I speak in an unkind way, they earn a bead too, so we need to be constant examples. We just started it tonight, and they were over-the-top nice to one another and extremely eager to help around the house, so we will see how the next few days pan out. I am sure the fun of it will wear off, but I am milking it for all I can.

I am very optimistic about this new strategy. I am tired of being frustrated with the system I have now (which is none), so this is plan B. I don't guarantee it will work, but I will try my best until I need plan C...D...or E. Like I said, parenting is hard and constantly changing. If you have other suggestions, I would love to hear them!

(The jar on the left is where they get their beads from- its the mom & dad jar, their jar is on the right and they are trying to get it to the red ribbon).

2010-02-13T09:29:00.001-06:00

She's a blossoming Pop-star- Pirate! I can't say she isn't creative.

Izzy's preschool Vday party

2010-02-12T10:09:00.002-06:00

Izzy had her 1st Valentine's day party at preschool this week. Izzy's been learning a bunch of new songs that she was been keeping secret for the big party. She loves her school and her friends.

Change happens

2010-02-08T14:29:00.001-06:00

Here we go again. In another week, Brenton's job position will change again. For the past year he has been working overnights on the weekends. It was not ideal, but it was the best option for our family schedule. We (the kids and I) hated the nights he worked because that meant he had to sleep when we wanted him to play with us. However, we loved it when he was off because that meant 4 days of dad in a row! Now, in a week we are preparing to return to a "normal" work day schedule. We are excited to get weekends back and to function on the same time table as most of the world around us, but it's still a transition and it still throws me for a loop.

I can tell the change is coming because my mood is always a little down. I don't know why I get this way- I actually really like change. I sometimes think I need change in my life to keep me content. I like spontaneity, but not surprises. I like fresh new ideas, thoughts and looks, but not too dramatic. So I wonder why I am feeling so down in the dumps, I should be on the edge of my seat excited for the newest change in our life.

I was telling my friends the other day that I was at a place in life where I either needed to get a dog or have another baby. The dog seems to win out on my list. So where does this crave for change come from? Do all people need or crave change or do some hate it? Is my need for change a sign of discontentment? Whatever the answers are its inevitable that change is coming for us, and I am sure I will love the change once its here, but for now, I am lacking in motivation and excitement.

My job description from a 5 year old

2010-02-08T14:19:00.003-06:00

Izzy:"Mom, you need to dust this house. Why don't you just dust so we don't have to look at this dust? I mean, look at this (as she swipes piano dust). Mom, you really need to dust."

Me: "Well, Izzy if I wasn't picking up toys all day and cleaning the dishes, I would have time to dust."

Izzy: "You should dust."

Me: "I have an idea, why don't you dust? I will give you the dusting rag."

Izzy: "No."

Me: "Why not, I am so thankful that you pointed it out and you are now old enough to do it."

Izzy:"Because it's YOUR job!"

My boy is a princess

2010-02-08T13:54:00.002-06:00

On snowy days like today, the kids dig deep into their toys and dress up stuff to keep from making me crazy. I found Andrew wandering around the house saying, "I'm Princess Laya". He has a little 'princess confusion', but boy is too cute!

Pinkalicous

2010-02-07T14:20:00.001-06:00