Sunday, April 25, 2010

Ta dah! and happy

(Don't read this if you cringe at cliches and cutesy (gag) wording like I do. I feel like I did WAY too much of this in this post. Oh well.)

Cole's been writing letters/coloring pictures for us lately and taping them to our door. Very, very sweet. So sweet in fact that I might start crying about it. I cried the other night to Geof. because I couldn't believe that our little Dayne was turning 5 (on Saturday!) and she, out of all three, had grown up the fastest. I KNOW she's not grown up (for those of you thinking that)..., but it's sad to me to think she won't be following me around the house anymore; getting into my make-up, singing at the top of her lungs, reading books in foreign tongues (that only she can understand). Oh, my Dayners! Back to Cole's letter. So if you can look really closely at the picture you'll see that he wrote, "te Da!". Or was it, "te Du!"? Either way it was adorable when he translated it to me. Love my Cole. He's such a little stinker in so many ways but has the most tender (Yes! I am using that word. Don't get nauseated!) heart. Can't think of a better word to describe it. One of my friends once said that boys were very "endearing". I can't agree more. The thought of having another child tires me, but I'd do it again if I knew it was a boy.
I love my girls. I really do. But too many girls? No thank you. June is officially potty-trained!! Should I really come out and say that since it's been almost a year now that I've been putting her in underwear and proclaiming on my blog that it's time? Well, I think it really is time. She's gone 4 days now and although nightime is still in diapers, she's actually telling us now when she needs to go which is something she never did before. We are happy!...about her being potty-trained. We're not happy that it'll be yet another year before we can buy a house (those lenders have really tightened their belts (right term?) and won't lend to the self-employed of less than two years) and another year in this rental. I know I drive poor Geof. crazy searching for homes all the time. When I get something in my head (like the perfect bedroom above), I can't get it out! I want a nice, clean, urine-free home! And you wouldn't believe how hard those are to come by. Especially when there are only a few pockets that we're willing to live in, that are reasonably priced, etc. And it all comes down to this: is it worth it to move Cole to yet another school so I can be happier in my kitchen?? Just for one year (since we'd hopefully be buying in year, anyway)? We did a lot of thinking and praying on this yesterday since we found the cutest house...with a yard!! A yard with grass, I mean. Not dirt like we have now. So, like I said we did a lot of praying and thinking and talking and came back to the fact that Cole's security and happiness is worth more than those other things. Dayne will start Kindergarten and Cole will begin a second year at the same school. A good school, too. That makes us happy. ...AND,back to June.
June's saying so much more. Full, clear sentences (in my opinion). Not a baby anymore. She does let me hold her like a baby, though and I can't be happier about that. We are going camping for Dayne's birthday this weekend. I'm excited/scared. My knee surgery was last week and I still limp around just as much as before. Hopefully the weather's nice and we can just lay around on the beach. Yeah right. We lost BOTH Cole and Dayne last time we went to VA Beach. However, this time should be completely different since it's not the middle of summer, and we've learned that there are much less crowded beaches in VA Beach. Happy, again.

6 comments:

Hurliman Family Blog said...

I am happy you are happy!!! I AM NOT always positive btw! I wish I was more. It sounds like life is going great for you guys and I love that you value your children so much. It is easy to put SOME of your needs (wants) in front of them because you call the shots. When they seem like minor changes, is seems not so bad....But you are looking at the bigger picture. I hope that I can see My kids' needs as they grow. I miss your kids so much and can't believe how big they are getting... I can't wait to see you all!!! and I too want that bedroom!!! But I will be happy with my perfectly perfect home and quit wishing I had more cuboards, bedrooms, bigger bathrooms, etc. I think if a person had 15 cabinets they would fill them just as fast as I filled mine. Right??

GeorgeAndBethness said...

Please hold onto your kids on your camping trip. Darn I wish I were there to help keep an eye on them. I know I'm paranoid. I love the bedroom. Ahhh! Sweet Cole and his helicopters, Dayne turning 5, and June speaking in sentences and she doesn't even know us. Not her fault-sick g.ma. We miss you and love you so! G.ma Beth. Thanks for the advice Geof. **your Hurliman comment about cabinets. We moved into a very small 4 bedroom home, w/ a tiny kitchen FULL of cabinets. Our family of 8 left many of those cupboards empty. Really!

GeorgeAndBethness said...

Ouch, one more comment, or advise. Make sure you have insect repellant, as you will find sand flies, and other biting insects at the beach, or in the woods. Mom

Tricia said...

What a nice post. What a fabulous bedroom! I should put a disclaimer in my posts, too, about gaggy words like "bless her heart." I use that one all the time now. Sarcasm doesn't always translate, does it...maybe that's a good thing.

Emily said...

I like cutsie and "tender"! That's how we should feel about our kids, so you're spot on. I love Cole's Ta Da picture for you door, would love for Owen to do something like that on his own. What a good boy you have!

GeorgeAndBethness said...

Darla, I don't believe that I ever saw anyone with such a huge belly at mine while I was pregnant with Bevan. Now that means that I was small and my tummy was enormous to the point of strangers approaching in apparent shock, to touch, and console me for being so obviously "late" or past my due date. I was just 6 months along when this began and my mom was embarrassed to walk beside me. You, have the new title. Small petite mom, huge belly. Congrats albeit late. Mom