Day 1073 | Shorts Season
/Look at those cute little legs. The first day of shorts weather is always reason to celebrate. The other big thing to celebrate? Robbe's truck shorts still fit! It's some sort of Christmas-in-May miracle.
Look at those cute little legs. The first day of shorts weather is always reason to celebrate. The other big thing to celebrate? Robbe's truck shorts still fit! It's some sort of Christmas-in-May miracle.
Remember when spring used to arrive on the blog in April? Yeah, I miss those days, too. Luckily, the gloom + rain of last week was followed by some warm + sunny temps over the weekend. The trees and plants are loving it (and so am I!).
See above for a few of my favorite signs of spring that I've captured in our yard + around the neighborhood. We might not have cherry blossoms on the Tidal Basin (like here or here), but these trees are holding their own.
After too many school tours to list (seriously, between DC + EC, it's pretty ridiculous), I think we might have completed our final school tour! This sweet little elementary school is where Robbe will be attending his speech + language intensive program in the fall. The teacher was delightful and seemed very motivated and experienced with little ones dealing with exactly Robbe's challenges. There's something very reassuring about that.
As we were leaving, Robbe said, "me like my school really bad." Translation: he likes his school a lot. So sweet, right?Â
I think we might have crammed as many things as physically (and emotionally) possible this weekend. The warmer temps + sunshine were calling our name and we took advantage.
Just a few of the weekend activities:Â
I'd say we made the most of the 2.5 days. Â
Chase and I spent the morning selling pork sandwiches at the family grocery store for the town's thrift sale day. He was such a trooper! We labeled him Money Man as he was responsible for taking the money and giving back change. Luckily, the sandwiches were exactly a $1 so it was the perfect math challenge for him!
Plua, we got some quality time with a couple of my nieces. Woohoo!
We used today's holiday for extra crafting inspiration. We made these fun maracas with some friends this morning and then made cute flowers (used as pins and hair flare) with family this afternoon. I couldn't find a simple enough online tutorial so here you go instead:
It was a good day.
I've been busy continuing my work with Mary Catherine but in my *free* time I've been working on a few fun projects on the side. Want to take a peek? See below.
Another lovely spring day around here (two in a row!). How did we spend the time between school and dinner prep? Playing outside, of course. Actually, the boys played while I read a book (they also read for the few minutes it took me to snap this photo). It was amazing. I'm hoping this moment can be replicated over and over this summer, but, just in case, I did not take it for granted!
And, as luck would have it, I have a new book I'm really into. Thanks to this Book of the Month Club that I started last month, I'm reading a relatively random and fun book called Startup. A new book every month? Super fun, right?!? Big thanks to Mary Catherine for the sweet Christmas gift (that I finally redeemed).
**Side note: if you're interested in joining the Club, let me know I can send you a link to get your first book for $1.
**Side side note: no, I'm not getting paid to endorse this Club. I wish I was. ;)
The sun peeked out for a brief time today so we gave Chase's new tee (thanks, Uncle Matt) it's inaugural practice session. I think we have *a bit* of work to do this summer, but I'm hopeful. These two definitely have some raw talent.
It was a gloomy, cold, snowy (ok, just a teeny bit, but still!) May 1st. Two things that helped to brighten my day:
Before I jump into my "best of" post, thank you for your support and encouragement over the years. It makes my heart happy whenever anyone makes a comment or texts or emails in response to one of my posts. As much as I continue this blog for me, it's also for all of you. Thank you.
Now, without further ado...
I've been loving hitting the local consignment stores lately. It started with the giant kids consignment sale where we found this scooter. Then, a friend and I scored some great treasures from two stores earlier this week.
Enter yesterday: Chris and I checked out this sweet little store, Spaced Out Furnishings, and we found some more great stuff. Photographed above: an awesome magazine rack, a framed watercolor Lincoln Memorial print, and...wait for it...a new typewriter! We got all of that plus a few more quality odds + ends all for about $60. What?!?
I imagine the excitement of finding the next treasure will fade eventually...just not quite yet.
And loving every second. Thanks, Mom + Dad!!Â
I’m going to be honest with you. As May 1st approaches (that’s this blog’s anniversary, for those not keeping track), I’ve been thinking a lot about stopping. Had I known three years (!!!) ago that I would be sinking this much time + energy into this simple blog idea I had, I might have reconsidered ever starting. But, three years and 1061 posts later, I’m happy every day to have this chronicle of such a fleeting + fast-paced time in our lives…that’s one of the reasons I started it after all.
The other main reason for starting it? I wanted a way to make people feel like they were involved in our day-to-day life even if we didn’t talk every day or if they didn’t live in DC. Now, this reason is almost more important as I’m feeling so disconnected from my DC friends lately and hope that at least by keeping tabs on me, they still feel included in my life.
So, having said all that, I was still *just about* to call it quits. I’m burned out. Chris is tired of asking me if I did my post for the night. The boys are probably tired of all the photos…although they’ve been shockingly good sports all along.
Then, I wrote this post. You remember the one…about Miles starting speech therapy. This post triggered such a sweet, loving, + emotional response from several of my dear friends that I realized I still need to share. Parenting isn’t all about the smiling photos. It’s hard stuff and if any of my posts make even one person feel inspired or connected or comforted, than it’s worth it.
Thank you to everyone that reached out after the speech therapy post. It was a tough one to write but the outpouring of love + kind words (plus admissions of everyone else’s mom challenges) warmed my heart and renewed my motivation to keep on keepin’ on.
p.s. We also went to a water park today. See photo above. It was pretty great. That is all.
Chris and I have been pretty into game night lately. It stated with the game Forbidden Island (which we play as a team so no one loses!) and then last weekend I picked up Rummikub from the consignment sale.
If you have to be locked in every night after 8pm, game nights are the best!
Top-left: That's Robbe tracing his own eye holes, in case that's not apparent.
For the record, I would have never guessed how much of my time at 33 would involve crafting various superhero masks.
This relatively spontaneous purchase back in the fall was about the best thing that's ever happened to me. No seriously. If our neighbors hadn't randomly asked if we wanted to buy their Burley, I don't think the idea would have dawned on me. I would have been left trying to figure out how to maneuver a double stroller through the snow + ice + slush, not to mention figure out how to keep the boys warm, and would have, inevitably, had to give up.
As it turned out, I was able to walk to Chase's school (only about .6 miles away) every single day over the winter. The bitter cold + wind, the freezing rain, the piles + piles of snow...nothing could hold us back. After all, the boys were warm and cozy so they weren't complaining at all.
Fast forward to slightly warmer temps of late and yet again the Burley continues to come in handy. I can walk with it in the rain, too! Our old rain cover only covered one of the stroller seats. Now I've got no excuse not to don my raincoat and walk through the spring raindrops. I have realized, however, if this is going to be a regular occurrence, I should probably invest in some rain boots. Noted.
This is what our little nugget has been wearing to bed (and naps!) for about five weeks to stop the sleep-induced thumb sucking. Crazy or crazy awesome? You decide. Â
Chris tuned up the 'ol bikes and Burley (after an intense winter) for our first family bike ride through the sunshine today. It was just perfect.
Watch out EC, we've got two scooters now!
Thanks to this pretty awesome consignment sale, we scored this brand new scooter for $25! Yep, that's right, they're two wild and crazy kids on three-wheels. Woo hoo!
Side note: By "wild" and "crazy" I don't mean that we'll be riding in the middle of the street all the time. Our first foray this afternoon led us down to a Jazz Festival (and a closed road) downtown. Safety first remember!
After our meeting yesterday, Robbe is officially starting speech therapy. He has an IEP (Individualized Education Plan) for the next year. It was a heavy day. After two months of various assessments, phone calls, meetings, and emails, we've got a plan for our sweet three year old: he'll start one-on-one speech therapy through the end of the school year and then will start at a speech + language focused preschool (the only one like it in the state) in the fall.
I'm filled with mixed emotions about all of this. First and foremost, I'm feeling relieved. I've known for a year and a half that his speech wasn't forming the same way Chase's had. I told myself (as did countless others), that every child is different. He's probably fine. So we waited on any action. We gave him time. Now he's three and we all could tell frustration was mounting over not being able to communicate his more complex thoughts. Now we have reassurance from professionals that, with some focused assistance, he'll make progress and probably [hopefully] catch up quickly and get back on track. That's exactly what we wanted + needed to hear.
So, aside from relief and joy for my little guy finally getting the help he needs, I've got *just a few* other emotions that I'm trying to sort out in my tends-to-over-analyze mind.
Did I do something to create this challenge for our little guy (someone or something must be to blame after all). Here's what I've come up with as the possible reasons that our situation *may have* exacerbated his delay (insane or not):
More than anything, I just want Robbe to be a happy + healthy little man. If I could take this on for him, I totally would, but, alas, I cannot and therefore I'm also filled with these anxieties:
There it is. You can all tell me (and some have) that none of this is my/our fault. I hear that. I really do. But, no matter how logical and reasonable that seems, doubt creeps in. I've learned in my five years of being a mom that you can find a way to blame yourself for practically everything. We're a lucky bunch, aren't we?
I'll keep you all posted as our journey through speech therapy progresses. I'm hopeful. I'd appreciate all of your optimistic thoughts, too. :)
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