Taylor Swift

The girls received a surprise phone call a couple weeks ago from their fairy godmother, Aunt Shea, inviting them to a Taylor Swift concert with her and Railey. Two visits in one month! Bags and packed and the girls are headed to a Taylor Swift concert- making this Britton’s second Taylor concert. I am still waiting for my ticket.

We are making this an all around fairy godmother weekend getting to visit Aunt Coco and Aunt Muffy (who will be here all the way from Seattle). This is an eventful weekend- a special happy 87th birthday to Meme (today), happy birthday to Sassy (tomorrow) and a joyful 12 year wedding anniversary for Mike and me (Sunday)! Load ‘em up!


Big Dreams, Small Town

Some of the most meaningful conversations I’ve had with my children, other than at bedtime, have been in the car. Not surprising, since we spend so much time driving. Kenley was staring out her 3rd row window this afternoon when I gently asked her “what are you thinking about?”

She responded, “how many children should I have?”

I answered, “Well Kenley, how many do you want to have?”

She repeated her question, “how many do you want me to have? How many grandchildren do you want Mama?” (always a people pleaser)

The more, the merrier my sweet girl. For as long as I can remember, she has said that she wants to be a “Mommy” when she grows up. I asked her this same question once more today, and she gave me the same answer: a Mommy. When asked if she would to be anything in addition to being a Mom, she thought about it for a few seconds and said she would like to be a maid, but only when her five children are at school.

Oh, and for the record their names will be Ricardo, James, Giselle, Kristy and Krystal. She would like to have my suburban but if it’s too old by then, she wants a car like Mary Cate’s mom (a minivan) because it has a door that slides open.

It’s conversations like these that make me grateful for keeping up with this blog for the past 7 years. Because I sure would hate to forget that my first born grandson will be named Ricardo. 

Michael Raynes | 18 months

I had to count on my fingers this morning to make sure I am doing the math correctly.
Say it isn’t so- one and a half years old?

Weight: 26.6 lbs
Diaper Size: 4
Shoe Size: 6

New Tricks: His favorite word is “hot”. Sisters think it funny to ask him, “Raynes what do you think of girls?” He responds, “hot” and they get quite the giggle out of it. This little guy loves to be the center of attention and I can already tell he will be the class clown.

Personality: He loves his “Da” and calls for him all day long. When Mike leaves for work in the morning Raynes waves and says. “Bye bye Da.”  I keep telling myself that this is a phase, and surely  he will begin calling out my name as well.

Must be an inherent male gene to love dirt.

Curiosity: He is into everything from nick nacks to lectrical sockets, dog food bowls, china cabinets, Tupperware  bathroom cabinets and everything in between.

Mobility: He can climb up and down the stairs without help and enjoys crawling on top the kitchen table (and standing up like he just conquered Mt. Everest) when I am not looking. I’m not a fan of this little shenanigan. He continues to do his happy-feet-birthday-dance on cue, which makes us all laugh every time. He is a swiper, grabbing things that belong to his sisters (or me) then running off with them making it hard to catch him, believe it or not. This little booger is fast!

Activities: The boy still loves a good tea party. Raynes, party of one. When he gets to Sassy and Pops house he makes a mad dash to his snack drawer, then to his tea party table. We won’t tell him that the table is really set up for Allie Boone and Kenley.

Hobbies: Following in his sister’s footsteps, he is already appreciating art. He made his first watercolor painting with Lindsey this month, and has moved on to second medium- chalk.

Siblings make the best teachers.

Firsts: His first Easter egg hunt where he kinda-sorta participated. His third haircut. I registered him for preschool for the fall- 3 days a week. Hollah! This boy is always quick to move around, taking care of business.

Foods: Don’t even get me started. Picky, picky, picky. My new motto is if I don’t bring junk into the house, then my kids cannot eat it. Period. Eventually, if he gets hungry enough he will eat those  vegetables.

It’s a little out there to think that next year at this time he will be 2 1/2. It reminds me of a quote I heard recently: The days go by slow but the years go by fast.

Spring Thyme

Green thumb? I think I can, I think I can.

Britton has been asking for a vegetable garden for a solid two years now. She googled ‘How to grow a vegetable garden’ wanting turn the old sandbox into a garden, but when we redid the patio out went the old sandbox. For the time being, we have planted a potted herb garden in the courtyard to get some fresh spice in our life. Cilantro, basil, parsley and mint. Rosemary is on the horizon as well.

Now I am not going to name any names, but having two picky eaters in the house, I am tempted to grow cucumbers as well since, uh hum, all of our kiddos love cucumbers. Now if I can just figure out if they, too, can grow in a pot. Britton needs to get her google on and see.

Words for the Soul

Over the last couple of months we have been working on scripture memorization. If the girls can recite the weekly passage (and corresponding chapter in the Bible) they get a piece of candy- and nobody likes impromptu mini Snickers more than these two gals.  I am the first to admit that there are  few scriptures I have memorized, verbatim,  and it’s a hit or miss as to whether or not I can tell you where in the Bible the verse is found, even if I can remember it. This new ‘game’ is two fold in it’s advantages- both the girls and their mama. 

Writing new ‘spells’ (to cast on her big sister no doubt)

Some of my favorite so far:

“And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free.” – John 8:32

“Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.” – Proverbs 16:24

And this week:
“I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.” – Philippians 4:13