All about Ev. Age 3 

Someone once said that, for various reasons, three was their favorite age. I think Ev was probably two at the time and so I silently disagreed. But now, Ev’s three and I know what they’re talking about.

It’s about one hundred different things that I couldn’t possibly document but want to try to anyways.

It’s every time I’m in the kitchen and she comes in, ‘How can I help you mom?’.

It’s all the times she helps Jack go to the bathroom, ‘here Jack, I’ll help you.’

It’s how she loves all my friends and will talk their ears off as they try to leave my house-every step they take towards the door, Ev has another question she’d like to discuss with them.

It’s how she goes over to her Mimi’s house and picks a bowl full of blueberries and then tells her Mimi, ‘here! I picked these for you!’ And then disappears into the house and finds a quart ziploc and transfers all the berries and then runs back outside to join us and deliver the goods.

It’s the request for ‘turn your asparagus’ song at nap time. Which translated to ‘turn your eyes upon Jesus’. She’s requested ‘turn you asparagus at every nap and every bed time’ and asked last week when we were ever going to get to the asparagus part. I told her it was really just eyes upon Jesus even though it kind of sounds like asparagus. And finally, last night, she requested eyes upon Jesus.

It’s how she talks on the phone to her Megee and then comes out to tell me she’s talking to Megee because Davey and Jennifer were unavailable and Megee’s reading the newspaper and Poppi is relaxing. And then launches back into conversation with Megee, ‘and so…the main point is…’.

It’s how she proudly runs into our room to let us know she made her bed and even found a sparkly pillow in the linen closet and has decorated her bed with it.

It’s looking out the window as we drive down the road and remarking, ‘wow, look at all the beautiful things God has made.’ And then letting us know that we are now on Main St and that is sure is busy at Mad Local, there’s four people there!

It’s her memory which seems to rival that of an elephant. ‘Mom do you remember a wong, wong time ago…’ and then she’ll tell me something that happened a year ago.

It’s all her planning for the day which usually involves going over to Mimi’s house while I go on a little date. ‘Does that sound like a good idea?’

It’s the three full solo cups of cold water in the fridge. Why are they there? I have no idea but I’m sure she’ll be able to tell me all about it when she wakes up.

It’s how she’ll play forever in the sandbox. Or making seahorses with her playdoh.

It’s when she’s walking through our bedroom talking to her baby and says, ‘You’re killing me smalls’. (We died on this one).

It’s her love of worms and fireflies. Little beetles are ok, big ones are not.

Its her adoration for Ivy and her general encouragement to the family. ‘Mom you look so pretty today!’. ‘Good job baby!’

It’s her excited, ‘MOM! I didn’t know I was going to pump today!!’ as she masters the art of swinging.

It’s how she can never just say ‘weekend’. Its ‘the weekend because Dads going to be home!’.

It’s how she translates all of Jack’s grunts for us. He’ll be fussing in the car and she’ll say ‘Jack did you want to go to Mimi’s?’ ‘Tsss,’ he’ll respond. ‘Well we’re not going to Mimi’s house, we’re going to Jacks Shop Kitchen!’ ‘Oh,’ he’ll say and stop fussing. I don’t know how much is the power of suggestion but she will generally just suggest until she finally gets an ‘oh’. And then, ‘Mom. Jack wants …’. She truly carries on the most amazing one sided conversations with him.

Ev. We adore you.

Stay tuned for all about Jack.

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The kids and me

Hey peeps.

So. Even though dear Jack’s birthday was a rather dismal beginning to the week, I’m kinda pumped about life these days. I’m sure clear days with sunshine has something to do with it. And the fact that the past two days I’ve been able to have some time in the morning while the older two sleep and I jostle Ivy around while I do some yoga, read and write. It’s really nice. Remind me to do that more. I really should set an alarm.

And yes. I ran a mile for the first time in over a decade last night. So I was pumped. And after that I was stretching and I touched my toes for the first time in my life. What?! I mean really. How much more amazing could a Tuesday evening get? haha.

Plus all my kids are asleep right now. If you’d like to know how peaceful nap time started here’s the cliff notes version.

I went into Ivy’s room 9 times to flip her back over and stick her paci in.

During those times, she would shriek and flip back over while I was in Jacks room trying to tell him he doesn’t need two heavy fleece blankets since its 80 degrees in our house. Back and forth between those two while Ev would helpfully get out of her bed to stick Ivy’s paci back in and I would say ‘thank you ev but just go get in your bed’.

So basically I did 100 laps around the upstairs while two children bellowed.

Ahh. But then I went downstairs to a new pair of shoes and a swimsuit in the mail.

And I’ve picked like 15 cups of strawberries from my mother in law’s garden and made 5 pints of jam and picked probably 6 pounds of asparagus and 4 heads of lettuce and that’s just fun stuff. So yes. Just feeling like a hero this Wednesday afternoon.

Now for kidlings.

Jack had to take the tiny drone to bed the other day. Very attached. Very adorable.

Generally a very sweet baby. Just not right now when she’s going to sleep.

This guy wants so many hugs. Today it was kisses all around.

My fan club on one of my runs.

My girlies. Heart eyes.


First time in a car wash.

Mothers Day at Jacks. Amazing.

Full heart.

And now they’re all waking up.

So long!

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Jack turns 2

You guys. If there was ever a day that epitomized why I don’t do birthday parties, it was yesterday. Oh em gee.

My dear darling boy who I cherish and adore and who melts my heart woke up on the very wrong side of the bed. It was a classic case of the Mondays times seven. First, he woke up too early and then he was mad that it was his mom, not his dad who walked in his room to bid him good morning.

And that kind of set the tone for the day. Such wailing and gnashing of the teeth when Ev took her cup away from his place setting. After he decided that we should all go back to my bed and cuddle for 20 minutes, we found some peace but it was pretty much touch and go all day.

I do love it when Wes comes home to save the day and Jack (or whoever) is just as ornery as he was all day long and Wes looks at me like, ‘holy cow, you weren’t kidding, this kids’s mess.’ Ahhhh. Yes.

Not that you’d ever know from looking at these pictures. So yes, we had good moments, thank the Lord for cameras to capture the happy moments so you can look back and see the cherubs.

We had lunch with Wes and the grands and picked a boat load of strawberries for our pancake dinner. Then ventured over to Yoders for ice cream and feeding goats because that’s just how we do birthdays over here.

Ivy is pretty much the only one in the family who can almost always make Jack sweet again. So praises for them and their relationship.img_2140

And then it was party time and the grandparents came back over to attempt to sweeten Jacks disposition. He had to be convinced to leave his swing to open presents but I think he was happy with his decision.

I’ll have to say, watching a two year old dive into his loot is pretty fun. He was pretty stoked with all his gifts, the best (or worst), but definitely funniest was a remote control car that I picked out for him. He loves Wesley’s drones, so I thought he’d like a drone that he could drive; as in car. He loves it all right but as of currently, does not desire your help. So hands off, I will drive this car where I want to.

Oh Jack. It’s 9:30 in the morning and you’re still asleep, (so is your big sister and finally, your little sister) so I already forgive all the wringers you may put us through today.

Your smile melts butter, your snuggles melt me and your ‘hey!!!’ to our neighbor walking by as you drove your car into the road soften us all.  I often wonder if it was just you and me, how long would you want me to hold you? All day? I often hide in my closet from you but my heart is always so incredibly thankful that we were blessed with a little boy to love. Because you are truly one of a kind. As Poppi says often, ‘Jack, you’re something else.’

You really are bud. Love and so many hugs.

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It was April 

It was April. My favorite month in Virginia.

The grass turns from brown to green.

The flower beds go from mulch to impatiens. Peonies pop up and surprise me.

Buds bud.

Ivy goes from peanut to squish with personality to boot.

Jack goes from diapers to underwear.

I go from white to not as white.

Ev goes from nut to nutter. And carries on full conversations with worms and slugs as she carries them about the yard.

Wes goes from drone job to drone job.

Parties take place outdoors.

Jack adds ‘no’ to his vocabulary of ‘trash’. We rejoice and continue practicing using our words.

Car rides to the zoo. And over the hill to the donut shop by the spring.

Dinners outside on Main Street and some fabulous desserts at Jacks.

Great month.


Love to you.

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City house

For as much fun as we were having at the beach, Ev could hardly wait to go to the city house and I don’t even know how many times we heard requests to go to Scout. I’m laying that one all at Poppi’s feet.

San Luis is just a great town and my parents house offers some prime lounging spots. Little friends met up at the downtown park and then came over for some fountain bathing. SLO Donut Company did not disappoint although I could have partaken in a few more. Firestone was just as delicious as always and I drooled and window shopped through many a store.

One morning, my parents had taken Ev on a little date while the rest of the family slept in. Naturally, they were in the right place at the right time to be interviewed on television concerning the moving of a San Luis landmark. When we finally found it hours later, we replayed it about 23 times in a row and died laughing every time. Here’s the link. You’re welcome.IMG_1724IMG_1759IMG_1735IMG_1733

Lovely days. So thankful for these memories and the ability to make them.

And now back to Virginia days where I now wake up in my huge bed, with Wes! Weird you might say. But no, Jack booted me out of bed every single night around 3 am.

So yes, it’s nice to be home.

Praise hands.

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Jack and ev make friends

My kids have the tendency to be little mice. They will often sit back and just observe whatever’s going on with a ‘huh. how intriguing’ expression. While this can be nice in certain settings, such as library hour, it’s also really wonderful to watch them get out of this mode and make friends. Like, one of my favorite things because…it’s adorable.

Such a fun evening. Wonderful having friends on both sides of the country.

Also. Fun fact. Whenever people ask how Wesley and I met, I tell them we met at a friends wedding reception; I knew the groom, he knew the bride. Those little girls happen to be the children of said groom and bride.

Most people (women), give a little sigh and say ‘how romantic.’

I laugh. Fooled them!

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Travel tales

As we walked onto our second airplane, I turned to Wes and said, ‘I really hope I won’t have to nurse Ivy between two men.’ (We no longer get to travel together because of all the children).

And as we approached 35E, I looked ahead and remarked, ‘yep, nursing between two men’. The guy in front of me turned around and laughed/grinned but offered a sincere ‘I’m sorry,’ through his laugh.

The two guys were fine and pretended not to notice all the shirt adjustments and Ivy’s feet kicking them. One was also very helpful and when I slid into the seat juggling a backpack and sleeping Ivy, sweatshirt and blanket, he asked what he could do.

So I asked him to help me buckle my seat belt. Naturally, I was sitting on the strap that he was trying to reach.

And so with a, ‘Well if you’ll just excuse me’, (me realizing and trying to lift my rear off the chair) ‘I’ll just reach down here…’. Insert laughing/crying emoticon face. Haha. Still makes me laugh.

We landed in LA and were there for hours. All of us fell to sleep and then at 2 am Virginia time, Wes woke me up to board the flight with our three sleeping kids. And thus began us trying to figure out how to carry everyone without anyone waking up freaking out.

I had Ivy and had just boarded, Wes was on the plane trying to figure out where to put Jack and Ev was still asleep in the stroller on the walkway. After much pondering, a gentleman spoke up and asked if Jack would be okay if he held him. And without further ado, I dumped Ivy in his arms, scooped Jack up, Wes got Ev and the man and the flight attendant followed us to the back of the plane.

The flight attendant delivered a spiel on where we could sit with our lap infants and when she finally finished, me and Wes stared at each other like ‘what?’ and then turned to the man with Ivy and asked if he knew where we were supposed to sit. So he told us, gave us Ivy and I could have hugged him on the spot.

Moral of the story. If you are traveling without children and you are kind to the people who are traveling with children, it will make their day and be so incredibly appreciated.

It was all worth it.

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