Sitting with my kids

In a recent post I addressed my desire to renew showing up for myself. You wouldn’t know it, since I’ve not posted much since then, however I’ve been busy doing just what I set out to do. And it’s manifested in many different ways – baking, cleaning (which doesn’t at first seem to be for…

Conflict Resolution

Teaching children about conflict resolution, especially when you’re not really great with conflict, is a challenge but still I try. I found myself reflecting on an incident from a couple weeks ago. I’d sent the kids up to their rooms because they were screaming at each other. After they had time to calm down I…

EX-pectation

The word ‘expectation’ is continually appearing in my thoughts during this holiday break. When the word shows up I inevitably shake my head, trying hard not to curse its very existence. I admit it … I went into the vacation with visions of what it could be like. Christmas is hard because I have the…

Modeling

‘Actions speak louder than words.’ An old cliché I know but it’s a pretty awesome thing to witness its effects. Last night during dinner Quinn looked at me, his eyes bright. “Ooh Mom! I know what I want to do tonight. After dinner lets go into the CPR and I have an idea for an…

Snapshot of my kids

Here’s a written snapshot of my kiddos from today. Isabella’s Question Isabella wasn’t responding as quickly as Derek would’ve like this morning while getting ready for school. Finally he yelled at her. A few minutes later I went to say goodbye to her, as I was heading to the gym, and she pulled me close…

Cat

The kids began the day with their aunt Heather and had to come home a few short hours later because of a fight that ended with Quinn getting twin fingernail gouges on his neck. They’ve been getting on each others last nerve so I wasn’t surprised to get the call to come get them. I…

Death

Last night, Quinton came out of his bedroom saying he felt sad but didn’t know why. Derek and I tried to cheer him up. Roxy, (aka LBM or Little Black Monster) helped out by dragging a rope and shoving it in Quinn’s face. Derek made a joke about her trying to help and said, in…

Date with Isabella

Last night as the kids were getting ready for bed Isabella cocked her head and looked up at me. “Are you gonna be around tomorrow?” “Yeah, I’m not going anywhere.” “Then we should have a date.” “You want to have a mother-daughter date?” Her face lit up as she gave me a full-toothed grin. “What…

Buttons

Time with the cousins is fabulous for my kids. They’ve essentially had a week-long sleep over and they, for the most part, are over the moon. However lack of sleep and eating well has begun to take its toll. I’ve had some chats with Isabella about behavior and how the only person she has control…

Missing

Oh blog, how I’ve missed thee! End of school year busyness, shoveling 4 yards of soil and a few more of bark into the back yard, family visiting all plays havoc on stealing a few minutes by myself to do anything. I haven’t tangled, picked up a brush or pencil in days and my camera…

Fresh Liberty

At work today I got an IM from Derek who was working from home since the kid’s summer vacation began today. “You there?” “Yes.” “Quinn wants to walk to your work by himself.” (I’m lucky enough to live a short (and straight) walk from work.) I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think of…

Tooth

Isabella lost a tooth this evening. She’d been working it with her tongue and it popped out. “And it didn’t even hurt! It’s not like this is even a dream!” Needless to say she was thrilled. While in bed she wrote a letter to the tooth fairy (which I will try to post tomorrow) and…

Quiet

The sun showed itself again in Seattle and one thing I love is seeing people out in droves enjoying it. After school I took the kids and their friends to the park for a bit before Kung Fu. While the girls sat in the grass making daisy chains, the boys chased each other with the…

Images

Being a parent is sometimes the most ridiculous thing. Late nights, disrupted sleep, early mornings, pack mule, magic maker, miracle worker, mender of hurts, creator of boundaries, giver and taker-away-er, chef, cleaner, concierge, boss, dictator, negotiator, moral compass, cruise director – these are only a few of the job requirements. Today I touched on several…

Seven

Tomorrow Isabella will be 7. Strangely enough she’s had some trepidation approaching this. We’ve had several conversations over the last couple of months, none of them beginning the same way but they’ve all ended with something like, “I don’t want to be 7.” She’s always been able to hold the world of possibilities in her…