Chris turned forty last week. He has been kind of dreading it- in a “how am I forty?” kind of way. Mamie, Bapa and Uncle Matt came down to visit and celebrate with us. We had a fun few days with boys entertaining us all. We celebrated with family on his actual birthday and then a party the day after. I don’t think I could ever adequately express how thankful I am for him in my life. He is my favorite person, he helped create the most amazing little people and he can make me laugh like no one else. I (we) love him to bits. Happy Birthday Baby!
On Thanksgiving we had a four and a half year birthday and Thacker turned seventeen months. Weew. To think that Rory is now closer to five than four is a bit hard for my brain to wrap around. Five has always seemed like such a jump- four, you are still a toddler, but five… you are a kid. Ugh. They keep growing, why don’t they slow down? Rory, you still continue to make me laugh everyday, while at the same time make me want to rip out my hair. You are a boy who knows what he wants, and does not have the time or the patience to put up with interruptions to that plan. I feel like we will be having the same argument about dinner for awhile. Why would you eat dinner when you want to save room for dessert? Duh, Mama, that is a silly one… AND if we don’t have dessert, well, that is unacceptable. Your imagination has really taken off and I enjoy watching you play. You can turn anything into a game. Today, I feel like I hardly saw you, you were in your own world playing. No one bothered you, you just played and occasionally stopped by the kitchen for a drink of water and bite of dutch baby. I love reading books with you, snuggling with you at night and listening to your stories. Kiddo- we may not always see eye to eye, but I adore you.
Mr. Seventeen Months has been on a little napping strike lately. Things improved drastically today, but man oh man, we have had a cranky kid around (apparently only when I am around, he was a delight with his grandparents yesterday, go figure). Thacker now climbs onto anything and everything, shakes his head for “no”, throws his fork when he is frustrated, loves to read books (especially two specific books about the human body, he will search for them and find them in a stack) and will drop everything for a game of chase. His two oldest brothers are the sweetest and that third brother is still figuring out his strength and what to do when we are frustrated. It doesn’t mean that we will not play with that brother, things just don’t usually last very long… This kids cuteness wins us over daily and I am soaking every last drop of it up.
For Thanksgiving we had a small family gathering, which was perfect. We cooked up some yummy food (if I do say so myself…) and ran around like banshees (kids, not grown ups). It was a great day, although it is safe to say I do not want to wash another dish for awhile (you know, until tomorrow, post breakfast). It may be a bit cliché but man I am thankful for what I have. A wonderful husband who cares and provides for us, an opportunity to learn alongside my boys and to be surrounded by an amazing community of people that I am lucky enough to call my friends. This life is definitely not what I pictured things would be when I was a teenager, and that is really okay, because the things I thought I wanted back then are so insignificant. I want to remember every little thing (if I could only remember what ridiculous thing Rory said at breakfast this morning, something he only does on Saturdays..) and not take anything for granted. This life is quick- I have an almost ten year old 10! I just can’t even. I want to remember how exhausted and draining it can be at the end of the day. I want to remember watching my two oldest melt into books and asking for us to read one more chapter of Harry Potter. I want to remember one year olds throwing forks ( I am almost certain he will not continue this habit) and pushing his body between my legs and the cabinet when I am trying to make dinner. For all these things, and so much more, I can not be more grateful. Thank you Chris, for making this life with me. Things might not always be easy, but they are so, so good. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!