Man...I really love these kids. We did the 12 month pictures~ finally. They are 13 months now. A month late isn't bad in my book. We had a great time. Mr. Mayer did excellent work as usual. I learned how to do collages (thanks Mr. Mayer!) finally so you won't be bombarded with pictures. It cleans it up a little. Have you ever tried to take pictures of 13 month old twins? Wow! It is not an easy task. The fact that we have any decent pictures is astounding. It was an all day event for sure. Throw my friends 9 month old and a 4 1/2 year old Diva and we had our hands full! We took the majority of the pictures at my friends house and a garden in Grove, Okla. There are a few we took yesterday in our backyard.
Look at the pictures and notice the one where he is pulling out my Pansies!! Dang if it isn't a cute picture. But, my pansies, really?!
This one is a climber. My favorite picture is his Heisman pose. At least that's what it looks like to me. Just saying.
Will someone please tell me when she got so big? When did this happen and who let it happen? She is a ham whenever a camera comes out. There were no problems getting her to pose. Getting her brother's to take a good picture with her...that's completely different.
It's no secret that being an adult is hard. Being a parent is really hard, especially with the bombardment of social media and other outlets. Everyone has an opinion of what you should or should not be doing, saying, eating, etc. It's exhausting when you have average "normal" by society standards children. Throw in a little boy who is viewed as a little different and things get 10x harder.
A few weeks ago my favorite musician, P!nk, accepted the Video Vanguard Award at the MTV Video Music awards. Her speech that evening struck a cord with me. At the time I could not place my finger on why it affected me so much, but this morning something happened, and I understood.
I have made no secret that #3 is different than other kids. He is loving, affectionate, empathetic, and will stand up for anyone he thinks has been wronged. He loves Minecraft, his laser guns, Five Nights at Freddy's, and the color blue. He also loves Queen Elsa, having his fingernails painted and we…
Things are changing y'all....
About six weeks ago I applied for a part time therapist job, on a whim. A month went by and I had not heard anything about the job, I assumed it wasn't going to happen and carried on with life. Then I got a phone call asking me to come in for an interview! Over the course of the month between applying for the job and the interview I had talked myself out of wanting to do it. Cause, that's what I do. I went into the interview thinking it would just be good practice and I had zero intentions of pursuing the position. Last year I applied for a job I really wanted. It was somewhere I had always wanted to work and was so excited about the prospect. I was told that the job was mine, then I was emailed and told that a former employee had emailed and said she might be moving back to Tulsa and they were going to give the position to her. I was devastated. Then a few weeks later I was emailed again offering me the job again. Needless to say I declined b…
Somewhere around my third phone conversation with my insurance company today I hit my wall, hard. I'm not fit for human contact today. I have cried with my dog, I have cried in the lobby of my kids school, through doctors appointments, and in the car. I will probably cry again before I go to bed tonight. My coping mechanisms are crying and chocolate. We are currently out of chocolate.
This weekend was epically bad. #1 and went to a cheer competition in Dallas, Texas for the weekend. We were just there last month, staying in the same hotel. Saturday was day one of the competition and a long day. We left our hotel early and came back around 8:30. We were exhausted and showers and bed were needed. #1 and I were both in bed asleep by 9:30. Around 11:40 a cheer mom calls my cell phone and asks me to come down to the lobby. I get a sweatshirt and pants on and start making my way downstairs before I even thought about it. It was an automatic response. Halfway down I decided to look at my…