Monthly Archives: September 2012

When Mom’s Away

I was gone for 3 days last week at a family ministry conference. That means Dad was left at home on mom duty. I had a great trip and learned so much but I was ready to come home. Mark was probably really happy to see me come through the front door, too! I knew the kids would have a great time: there was even an ice cream trip somewhere in there so clearly Dad knows how to keep things running smoothly.

I called to talk to Mia a few times while I was gone and was just struck by how grown up she is. She was carrying full conversations on the phone, asking questions, initiating topics, and filling me in on how Dad and Finn were doing. At one point she said “Finn did a good job listening today. [pause] Sort of.” Way to throw your little brother under the bus… Later, Mark told me that she was doing all this chatting while walking around the house and putting her hand on her hip. I don’t know what kind of technology we’re going to have when she’s a teenager but my guess is we’re going to be in for a ride with that girl.

So, between my parents leaving, preparing for the conference, and then getting everything back in order once I was back, I blinked and tomorrow is October.  Time to switch out the kids’ clothes in their closets, decorate the house for fall, and think about Halloween costumes. Good thing I had a few days away to get recharged…it’s looking like I may need it.

Saying Goodbye

We said goodbye to my parents this afternoon at the airport. That’s never easy but we’re glad we got to see them as much as we did this time.

As we were sitting at the airport, I had the sudden horrible realization that I hadn’t taken hardly any pictures while we were all together. We get so busy hanging out and interacting with each other that I forget to document it. I’m not going to dwell on it, but I need to start making mental notes to be more intentional about that. For now, here are these:


Finn with cheeto hands, dangerously close to Dad’s nice pants. I love how serious both of them are about what they’re doing. Finn and his snack, Dad and his notes.


Mia and my Mom. Both in their favorite colors: purple [and pink]

As they went up the escalator, Finn kept waving and saying “byebye, vovô vovó” [our Portuguese names for them] Lovely that he chooses to be so remarkably verbal at that point when they can’t hear him but I guess in his mind when they’re standing right in front of them there’s no real point in waving and saying goodbye. Mia, of course, had some sad comments in the car leaving the parking lot, but all ended with a cheery “when we go visit them or they come back here soon” so she got it all figured out, I guess.

And now, we try to get back to normal activities. It’s not going to be pretty. In addition to forgetting about the camera, I did a really good job of ignoring the wreck my house got into as the kids played and we visited. I know what I’ll be doing tomorrow. No more fun guests keeping me from the mop and vacuum. Sigh.

On a positive note, I think the kids knew it was just boring old me here at home (Daddy was out with some friends tonight) because they both went to bed without a peep or extra high maintenance needs. That hasn’t happened in a while. Pretty sure I’ll be falling asleep fairly easily too . Now if could just magically make that load of laundry sitting on top of it disappear…

Mia turns 4!

We celebrated Mia’s 4th birthday today. Seems crazy…it was just yesterday that we were getting into the car to go to the hospital. Right? How did that screaming bundle of cuteness become a…oh, wait…she’s still a screaming bundle of cuteness. Yes, especially when you have the day we had: presents in the morning, lunch at a restaurant of her choice, and a party. Doesn’t get much better than that. There was lots and lots of screaming/squealing and cute comments today. Sweet girl.

I promise I’ll do a proper post talking about her birthday and about the great girl she is. But for now, I’m off to bed. I feel a whole year older and it wasn’t even my turn.  Mia, on the other hand, kept saying that she couldn’t believe she was four because nothing felt different. Must have been expecting some dramatic growth spurts or new skills over night.

Until then, we’re going to enjoy our last few days with Grandma and Grandpa in the country before they have to go home. The kids are going to have a hard time…it’s been over a month of family in and out of  the house almost every week or so. They’ll be stuck with just us…unless any of you want to come rescue them from boredom and come visit!