Just Piddlin'

This weekend the kids and I went to a local pumpkin patch to meet up with Charli Beth's summer softball team. It had been a while since we saw these families but it was truly great to be around the ones we had a great season with. (Even if one Mom did go a little nutty on other kids...another post for another day)

Charli had visited this pumpkin patch the same week with her class field trip! So when we arrived she knew exactly where the animals and fun slide were! Bryar absolutely adored the goats. I am pretty sure that most of our time was spent standing next to them.

The girls played hard and roasted hotdogs for dinner. We ended up leaving the "reunion" early to come home and carve pumpkins with Daddy.

I still have not decided if we will move Charli up in age divisions next Summer to keep her with this team. It truly is a tough choice but either way we hope to see them soon!

Bryar's 1 Year Appt.

 

Recently, Bryar and I went to his 1 year old well check up and shots. I had made my guesses for his weight and height but I was off by just a little.

 

Stats:

18 lbs

29 1/2 inches

 

 

 

I was worried about his Doctor not being happy with his size., but she was actually extremely pleased at all wonderfully he was progressing! He showed her all of his "tricks" and gave her a kiss, in which she thought was super sweet.

 

The entire time that her and I were having conversations about his challenges and accomplishments, he was smacking me in the face. Yea, perfect timing for my wild little Indian to show off. But it did make it a good time for me to tell her that we are working on our listening skills, which are practically nonexistent right now. ( I know it is to be expected at this age.)

 

She did tell me that she would like for him to continue on formula for the next 2-3 months to help with his calorie intake. I obviously was ready to be rid of the costly similiac but I will follow her advise and gradually decrease it in the time to come.

B still only has his bottom front teeth right now, but after an observation she told that I was indeed correct and his side "fang" teeth will be coming in next. With his slight red head and pale skin, baby Bryar will for sure look like a little vampire!

I did also talk to Dr. Simmons about the MMR shot before getting it. I had my concerns just as many other parents do, but after talking over the options as well as the pros/cons I made the decision to go ahead with it. I am not the typical delayed shots parenting style, but my concerns were greater this time do to all of the research that has come out in the years since Charli Beth. Altogether, Bryar received 4 shots that day! (insert huge sad face now) Of course he hates the shots, but most of all he hates being held down. It makes him more mad than anything else. He does have a bruise from one but hopefully it will heal quickly.

After he received his shots, I cuddled him for a few minutes then we quickly left to go have our own pity party for him. We celebrated being a big boy at no other than Dairy Queen for breakfast. I figured after that many shots, the little bud deserved a treat so biscuit, gravy and eggs it was! By the time, we left he was in a food coma and had a big nap until time for sister's school party!

Fall Harvest Party & Field Trip

The past week of school was a complete blast for Charli Beth. I remember having weeks like hers and just being on cloud 9 because I was having a field trip, school party, or someone was going to have lunch with me. For Char, she had a field trip and her Fall Harvest party within days of one another. Can you see the excitement in her sweet little face in the photo above? Of course, she was wearing her pumpkin outfit to attend the trip to Just Piddlin' Farms with her first grade class.

Charli's teacher Mrs. Graves asked me to head up the Fall Harvest party by sending out a letter to parents asking anyone to bring in snacks, drinks, treat bags and/or a donation of money. I proivded the craft and the game. Thanks to pinterest and the formula cans I had been hoarding, saving up, I had my game idea picked - Pumpkin Bowling!

Lets just go ahead and state the simple fact, that I am not creative, at all. So thankfully the local Mighty Dollar had stickers and cupcake wrappers that I was able to cut around to use. I also had to become a tiny bit creative for my Mummy can, in which Curtis thought was hilarious looking. But I was proud of my effort, even if it was tissue paper.

The point of the game was to fill each can with "prizes" and let the kids roll a small pumpkin into the cans. Whichever cans they knocked down were the prizes they were able to keep. (Keep in mind, I gave lots of extra treats with their loot bags.) Some kids loved the game and belly laughed about knocking down the cans, to some wanting to kick my pumpkin (aw naw!) but over all Charli says, "IT WAS AWESOME!!!"

Between the game and the craft the students had a snack of a cupcake, fruit, chips and a caprisun. Although, some were not able to atttend, this was a huge help from the parents in the biggest way. It is such a nice gesture to help out with a party in some way even if you are not able to attend. I tried to send out thank you notes to everyone that sent in donations of money, since I would not be able to thank them in person.

This is my example for the Bat Craft that I purchased off Oriental Trading Co. it said that their age group would be perfect for the craft. Soon after starting the project I sadly realized that I should of picked something more simple. The kids did a fabulous job with their projects and some added their own touches by only making their bat have one eye.

Even though the party was very rushed, I was thankful to be able to spend extra time with Charli Beth and be apart of her class for a little while. Her teacher is quite amazing this year and I am thankful Charli was picked for her room. I cannot wait to see what other fun things they do this year!!

Who did this girl come from?

Wednesday night we had our Parent Teacher Conference with Charli Beth's teacher. Mrs. Graves is super sweet and adorable, yet she means business as well. She is exactly what CB needs this year to give her the push that she needs. Charli is doing wonderful in class, and progressing. Although, as most little ones at this age she needs help with her writing techniques and to learn to read more fluently. Her math skills are so wonderful to me. I am awful at math and for her it comes natural. I am so proud of the note that her teacher wrote saying how sweet Charli is to others and that she is a precious girl. That my friends, makes Momma proud!

Mrs. Graves has all of her students to make folders, to write a letter to their parents about their year so far and she gave us all sweet photos from their recent field trip! The letter was absolutely precious. It stated what they like about their year so far and what they do not like. This is where it got me and where I once again started wondering how this Girly is mine, "Dear Parents,

This is what I like about my first grade year. I really like homework (no she does not!) and math. What I do not like is recess, because I do not getting sweaty. First grade rocks!

Love,

Charli "


Getting sweaty?! Are you kidding me! That is what comes to mind for her when she thinks about not liking school. I died. Right there when her teacher read the letter out loud. This is the girl that longs so badly to be a cowgirl, yet she doesn't want to sweat! Haha! I am dying over how Girly she is. Where did she come from and how is she mine?

I swear this weekend I am going to take her outside to shoot a shotgun and roll around in the dirt. Geez!

1 Year Post NICU

Today marks the one year anniversary since we were blessed enough to bring Bryar home from the NICU after 20 days. This is not only an anniversary from the NICU but also the day that he first met his big sister in person for the first time. I will never forget her holding him in her little arms with her eyes filling up with tears at the love that she had for her baby brother. That very moment was probably the sweetest and most proud of my life. The love that she has for him, has not changed.

I remember being so on edge the day that we were in hopes to bring him home. He had to pass a carseat test, along with several other check off lists, but thankfully he had grown strong enough that it was not an issue. I had to wait at the hospital for Curtis to pick up Charli from school, and I got Bryar dressed in his huge monogrammed gown, booties and hat. I took a thousand photos of him, then just sat rocking him with big Mommy tears thinking about all of these things our son had accomplished since being born.

Bringing Bryar Wayne home after those several days was such a relief and blessing. I was nervous about being a Mommy of two, and being a family of four but I know that God picked the perfect baby to be apart of our family. This baby may still not sleep but he has the perfect little sense of humor and personality that fits right into us!

The Simple Life

It seems that so many people that I know like to live life more expensively, or like thaeir share of worldly items. I like these things as well. I like for my kids to wear nice clothes, to have amazing parties, to wear fancy big bows, and for us to just be happy.

But one thing that I have learned over time is that these things cannot buy happiness. The awesome parties, may not always be there but the love will. Yesterday, the family and I went for a walk on the farm after all of my kids left and it was such a special reminder of how I long for the simple life.

I have been kind of homesick or just wanting my "own" sick lately and this helped put it all in perspective. We may be saving money and it may take a lot longer for us to get the new cars, new clothes or new home than we expected but we are together. We are such a simple family and hope to always be, but my heart glows even more when we have special family moments.

God has lead me into a family that is more than I could ever imagine. I am so thankful for this and should hang my head for all of my envious actions that I show at times, because truth is life cannot get any better than this!

Crossing Festival

This weekend the kids, my Mom and I attended the Crossing Festival in Glendale, Kentucky. If you have ever been to Glendale and know the size of the area you would truly be amazed at how many people they are able to fit in this tiny city. As we walked over the train tracks, we stopped our steps and just laughed at the crows and crowds of people that had come out.

When we left home early that morning, we had the intentions of it being a pretty and warm day. Boy, were we wrong. By the time we arrived in Glendale, it was freezing due to the wind and looked almost as if it was going to rain. Thankfully, I had enough items to bundle up the kiddos but purchased Charli a hat just to help her stay warm.

We stopped in a town north of us to have breakfast at cracker barrel. If you know me, I love good country cooking and cracker barrel never fails me. But sadly, my past two experiences there have not been so pleasant. The first time my waiter was terribly rude to the kids and I. He ended up walking out after taking our order. This time I was just not a ran of their apple strusel french toast like I was last year. You win some and loose some though, right?

 

We were able to find so many goodies while we made our way through the crowds. My Mom purchased a ring, necklace and a watch that is made out of old type writer keys. I ordered Bryar a wooden puzzle that has his name and dinosaurs for a Christmas present. Bryar also got some great toddler bibs and Charli hairbows that were great prices!

 Charli and Bryar were such great little troopers during this event. We all may have snuggled a whole lot and pushed Charli in the stroller to get around people quicker but they were all around great. I did get asked three times that day if Bryar was a girl... really? That is never cool, especially since he had on dinosaur shoes.

 We did get to go for lunch at one of my favorite resturants called The Whistle Stop. We honestly had to wait in a line for 45 minutes, while a lady stood at the door with it locked. They were super serious about letting people in and out that day to keep crowd control down. Even though the lady was elderly, she was super intimidating to most.

But I thought I was going to sadly loose my ever loving mind when our waitress told us that they were out of banana pie. Ah! The world could have ended in that very moment and I would not have known. Bless my food loving heart, that pie is my favorite and the last two times we have made the trip there they have been out. But thankfully, their open faced roast beef made up for it.

 Hopefully, next year it will be prettier but for this year it was the perfect trip and day to spend with Nana!

Giving Credit Where Credit Is Due.

Lets just say that I am a terrible Wife, like the type that fusses a whole lot and throws little fits because I never get to sleep in or go off with my friends. I will admit to it, and it is an ugly fault that I hold. But I do not keep it a secret, if I am mad at my Husband the whole world is probably going to see it. Not because I air out our dirty laundry, only due to the fact that I sadly wear my heart on my sleeve. I always have, and it seems to be a thing that runs in my family so I probably always will - Sorry babe, there just isn't any hope for me.

My husband does not randomly take photos giving a thumbs up. This picture was taken for "Thumbs up for Lane" to support a little boy from Kentucky who had cancer. That precious boy passed away at the beginning of this week.

But no matter how mad I get at my hot headed, talks to his best buddy before he goes to sleep, cannot seem to put his uniforms up Husband, I love him. He makes me laugh when I am mad, and that makes me even more furious - stupid I know, but let a girl be mad. When I am laying in bed tweeing pouting about how I wish I could sleep, and I hear him on the phone laughing, I cannot help but to giggle too.

I never feel like I give Curtis the credit that he very much so deserves. I am more proud of this man today, than I ever dreamed of being. His accomplishments at work and with our family are outstanding.

The love that he has for Gunner and the kids, makes me swoon.

I cannot lie, watching him play with the babies makes my heart skip a beat.

 I may not be the wife that I wish that I was some days but there is never a day that goes by that I am not thankful that God Gave Me You. I am blessed to have you as my husband, my best friend and my support system.

You are truly more than I deserve and I am thankful that you picked me to fuss at you for the rest of your life ;)