Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Ten on Tuesday

1)It's finally happened after nine years of sibling hood; one child told another that he was adopted.

2)If you haven't seen The Impossible, do. I'm a sucker for "based on true stories" and this one was well done in every aspect. Prepare to sob and never want to visit Thailand. It is very graphic and realistic and there's one full on, but brief, gnarled boob shot showing an injury.

3)We will soon be reunited with Mack.

4)I caught my son researching drugs. Luckily, they're anesthesia related. Following in Pop's footsteps. He even made a lego Lidocaine syringe and I'm pretty flipping impressed.

5)In case you were wondering, there are still people out there that value marriage and the covenant made between themselves and God. I told Sean the other day, "Our marriage is more about my relationship with God than about my relationship with you." That realization has saved his life on an occasion or two.

6)I love old people. I just do. Our society seems to handle old folks like Jim Carrey in Dumb and Dumber. You know the scene...I love soaking up the wisdom and knowledge of people who have done life successfully and care to invest what they know in people younger than themselves.

7)I heard a song the other day (that must be popular as I heard it five times in two hours) about a future husband. I don't know who sings it, but as I listened to the words, I thought, "This is everything that's wrong with marriage/the perception of marriage/women/men/America."

8)Speaking of which, this is a big country. There are lots of talented singers out there. Why do they only play five artists repeatedly? Do radio stations make money off certain songs and how many times they play it in a day? It's ridiculous. Add in the cheesy radio personalities and it's enough to make me want to subscribe to XM.

9)He has been clipping the chest strap with an, "I got it," lately. I snapped a picture because he sticks his tongue out when he's concentrating. I missed getting his tongue in the shot, but it immediately sent me back to what doesn't seem that long ago. The carseat swallowed him. Excuse me while I cry into the keyboard. 


10)I'm white, but I'm not racist.
     I'm a Christian, but I'm not a homophobe.
     When did equality take on so many meanings?
     Why is it that when one group gains, another group loses? That's not equality.
     Why is tolerance a one way street?
   
   

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Six.

1 week(North Carolina)
One(Texas)
 Two(Texas)
Three(South Carolina)
 Four(Maryland)
 Five(Ohio)
 Six(Virginia)
This guy.
He's a charmer.
He's Felix's bickering partner. 
He's Jude's punching bag.
He Simon's biggest fan.

He's up on two wheels.
He can pilot the big brothers' electric scooters.
He's learning to fish and swim.
And play chess.
He can tie his shoes and read.

He's older than the others were at six.
His interests are older.
His sarcasm is more advanced than it should be.
His comedic timing is spot on.
He cares a lot about what his brothers' think.

He likes Minecraft and Pokemon.
He wants a dog.
He hasn't lost any teeth yet, but is concerned about the whole process.
He nags. Oh my goodness, does he nag.
He doesn't take no for an answer until it's been said eighteen times.

He was the cutest baby!
He is the most charming boy.
He's lived in six states.
I have more pictures of him than any of the others. 
I feel time slipping away faster with him than any of the others. 
He's gotten to six way too quickly. 

I'm so glad he's mine. 
He makes being a mama a fun job. 

Monday, April 06, 2015

Paradise

After our friends left on Saturday, we needed a way to take our minds off the silence of our empty house(& hearts). Sean suggested fishing. He has four of his Pop Pop's fishing poles. After bringing them up to speed, we went to the closest pier. It's about 15 -20 minutes from our house and opens up into Mobjack Bay. The pier was pretty crowded with fishermen, but Titus, Jude, and I had the beach to ourselves. Felix joined us from time to time to give us updates about how they weren't catching anything. 

Jude dumped an entire box of cheddar crackers in the sand, much to the seagulls' delight. He now shouts, "Ea-gull!" and then shrieks at the top of his lungs. His shrill scream does actually sound like a seagull. It's a joy that we see seagulls no less than nineteen thousand times a day. 

In the midst of all the shrieking/peace of the waves sloshing to the shore...I realized just how awesome it is to live here. The boys have suddenly blossomed into little Southern boys. They are all about the woods and animals and fishing and water. They are filthy and sunburned and completely, blissfully happy. 
Sean has some guys coming over this weekend to clear this land behind Titus. I don't want them to take down any trees, just clear the scraggly bush and low limbs. We want to put in some steps and a dock so we can use the water. 

In the meantime, our neighbor said we can use his dock and boat. See Sean and the bigs in the water?
They went "real quick" this morning. They left the house at 8:20 a.m. I tried to leave at 12:30 only to realize Sean had my keys. I had just been out to the deck to yell, "Quit playing with your dinghy!" yet by the time I went to request my keys there were around a bend in the lake and couldn't hear me.
 Titus, Jude, and I grabbed the spare set and headed into town. We got a text at 3:40: Get aloe.

As I started dinner around 6:30, I looked out to see them back in the doggone lake! This time, though, they were actually catching fish. One pike that they put back. One large mouth bass that broke the line. And as I finished dinner, Felix came running in, visibly shaken. "You won't believe what I just saw! A fish ate a duck!" 

"No," me.
"YES!" him.
"No, that can't be right," me.
"I saw it! With my own eyes!" him.

After confirming his story with the other eye witnesses, we googled. What the heck kind of fish EATS ducks?! Some version of a muskie. Sean said the sucker was conservatively 3 feet long. 

A few days ago, Sean was in the bait and tackle store. When he mentioned where he wanted to fish, the bait and tackle guy said it's a secret fishing hole that hasn't been fished for a long time. Another fella from a place we stopped to look at boats said, "The Mill Pond? That's been let be for a long time! You might find Nessie in there, ride ya all the way to Hayes." :) 

Sean thought maybe this duck eating fish was Nessie. Whatever it was, it was enough to get them out of the lake. I can't wait to hear more legends about the giant fish. 
 The two littles stayed in the yard to cheer them on. And aggravate each other. I did manage to snag this one, though! It's going in a frame. 


 Clapping for the bass they caught. 
 Daffodils are big around here and we have gobs and gobs of them in our yard. I figured it was high time we bring some in. My country boys still know how to steal a girl's heart. 
 Are ya gonna sniff it? Well, are ya, Punk? This picture was totally worth the broken flower. 
 I'm not sure if it was on purpose or not that Titus cut six flowers. One for each of us. 
We are loving our little corner of the world. Forts and fish and sand in every nook and cranny. I'll take it. 

Visitors.

March-April has been a busy month for Amps Hotel. It's more of a hostel, really. 

Jeff, Rhonda & Kirby came for a visit. They're on their way to the other side of the country. I'm so glad we were able to squeeze in one more visit before they move. I don't even want to think about the distance between Virginia and Washington right now, so I'll post pictures instead. I do know that we'll see each other again soon. They have a life changing event coming soon that I wouldn't miss for the world. 


Usually we're better about taking real pictures, but it was a quick overnighter. Although, I did take enough shots with Rhonda's Nikon to question my brand loyalty to Canon. Did any of them turn out, Friend?

The following weekend Ms. Beff came to visit. If was freezing, but we managed to show her our favorite local haunts. 
Then she and I hit the big city for the weekend. D.C. with zero children for two and a half days. It was a much(muuuuuuuuuuuuuch) needed get away. We got to do things like Uber and eat hot meals and just...relax. We ate at fancy restaurants and essential cup cake shops.   



 It was such a great weekend. We saw and did and ate and talked so much. I can't wait to do it again. Seattle 2016?

The day after I got home from DC, we were the Spring Break destination of our OH BFFs. We've never been a Spring Break destination before. We're basically Daytona Beach. Considering eight children were in tow, I'd say we did a ton.
 Yorktown.




 Ice Cream. Twice.

 The beach. 




 Dinner at a fancy restaurant that sane people would never take children to. 
 
 Williamsburg. 
 We had some good talks in the kitchen nook while the six big kids worked on a fort. 

 And played one epic game of poker in which the men lost. MEN LOST. 
I lost, too, but that's a moot point. I went out with a bang. 
It's still strange to me that people want to visit us. I mean, just to see us. We have had so much fun showing people our home and our town and our ice cream shop and our beach. Having outsiders come in has shown me what an opportunity we have here and just how awesome our own little slice of paradise is.
Now, if we could just figure out how to not be heartbroken when people leave, we'd be set. 

Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Dave, and Aunt Marti are on deck for next weekend! The Daffodil Festival + Tito's birthday will make for some good times. 

Who's coming to visit next??????

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Time hop

July 2013: Wright Patterson
 March 2015: Langley