Such a reminder that summer has arrived
enjoying tofu tacos
sitting in the shade while little ones play in the treehouse
topping off the afternoon with ice cream
A place to record our life as a family in photographs and words.
It is why Olivine went to bed on time and we enjoyed fireworks early (last night) at the bay.
I would rather avoid the crowds, take advantage of the quiet, and just stay put. The boys are all out at a party.
I am a bit of an introvert and know better than to overextend myself socially. My preference: a book, a movie, and staying indoors.
It is also a theme around here lately: about looking around, taking inventory, and making choices that are wise.
Our lease is up, and rather than dash out of this place like our hearts want to do. We have decided to stay put another year and pay the rent increase that we resent. Mostly concerned that we already have many new and changing factors in our lives. Giving our kids time to process is necessary and sometimes that involves a little sacrifice or delayed gratification. So yes, those thoughts of better parking, laundry on-site, or a little yard space is going to have to wait.
I am learning, slowly, the value of self care as a mother and wife.
Luckily, I was recently given some dry green clay to make masks (thanks Jessica) as a gift from Italy. This is the perfect excuse for a little “me” time.
Of course, mixing clay in the kitchen draws a crowd that follows me into the bathroom. Where they insist on being included and when I pin their hair back to join me, I realize that teaching them about self care is important. It’s really hard for me to relax, especially after a busy school year and the slow building of homework. But it is possible, with eyes closed, legs outstretched in sunshine, giggles in the background, and nothing but free time.
Joe was hired at a Long Beach school for a moderate/severe class yesterday!
We went to Lola’s after a morning at the aquarium
celebrating with their cheese fondue
It’s hard to imagine how different our lives will be this fall. Joe will be a first year teacher and no longer a stay at home dad. So many years of hard work, plus the celebration of finishing school, and I can tell it hasn’t all set in. While I am starting to imagine a life with a different routine, roles are going to shift for us around here. We are feeling blessed by the timing of it all, even with the stress, because this is how our faith gets stretched.
Our annual Father’s Day camping trip.Paul helped navigate because our destination was a small spot on the map we highlighted, between Lake Arrowhead and Big Bear. This year’s gift was a hammock, set up on arrival with a thumbs up approval from papa.Of course we all took turns relaxingor drawing or snuggling inside. This was the first trip using both tents. I won’t lie about how nervous I was at bedtime the first night, but how happy I was to hear their giggles and snoring.It was also the trip where little boys were given knives for safety and fun and exploring. At one point Henry proudly made a “stick pencil” where he took turns writing in the dirt with Olivine.I spent time resisting the urge to call out warnings, rules, and instead practice what I believe about trusting my kids to go off to parts of the campsite where I couldn’t see them.
along with hiking and maybe a quick drive over to Big Bear for ice cream.There were fires started and s’mores eaten.Each trip teaches us a little more about what our family needs:time together with little distraction, enjoying the best parts of life and taking in some sunshine.
I am declaring this to be true as we spent time by the pool today
splashing, whistling, talking, laughing, and eating.
This is a season of less structure, more freedom
I can shrug a lot or respond with a “what do you want to do?” when most of the year I have to keep a systematic schedule.
We can eat early or late.
We can stay in the pool or go play in the backyard.
We can be spontaneous and carefree.
As a parent it feels like I get to let go of some of the rules (that I don’t always love enforcing).
We can spend time with people and instead of making plans for months away, we can say see you soon and really mean it because we are making it up as we go along.
And as a wife it feels like I get to take time to consider the true needs of my amazing spouse: hence the camping trip we leave for tomorrow. He loves the outdoors and so in honor of our tradition for father’s day, we are signing off and headed out for a couple nights.
Wish us luck, and wish father’s near and far (Mike) a happy father’s day!
This is an event that travels around and offers kids a chance to climb on and learn more about all different types of trucks. The perfect event for little ones of all ages.
They drove a bus and trolley.
I would definitely do an event like this again.
Oh, and Jich you would have loved it. Each of them sat inside this race car. The man who owned this was a grandpa too. This was a “toy” for his grandkids. You would of thought these little ones were experts sitting in that skinny race car. It’s in their blood.