We have spent the last couple days before our return to school/daycare soaking up the sun. Both kids love the water and enjoy playing outside. We have done water balloons, played in our little pool, and spent a few mornings at the beach.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Soaking up the Sun
We have spent the last couple days before our return to school/daycare soaking up the sun. Both kids love the water and enjoy playing outside. We have done water balloons, played in our little pool, and spent a few mornings at the beach.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Orange Tigers
Saturday was the end-of-year soccer jamboree and the boys finished with a roar. The Tigers played great and finished the season undefeated in games (1 loss and l tie in scrimmages).
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Eight
8 years ago today, two hearts became one
Through our union, we have had a beautiful daughter and an amazing son
I never would have thought, that fate would treat me this way
To be able to call you my wife, and to be able to tell you I love each, each and every day.
Happy eighth Anniversay, to my Amazing Wife
I love you!
~Jonathan (6.21.11)
Friday, June 10, 2011
The Year the was K
This morning he left as a Kindergartener, and returned home a 1st grader!
The first day of Kindergarten.
The last day of Kindergarten - ready for 1st grade!!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Spring Recital 2011
Letting Go...
This has been an emotional week. Disappointment. Anger. Frustration. Sadness. Letting go...
On Friday I received an email from my father stating that he was in town (something about last minute trip to use frequent flyer miles). We haven't had the closest relationship, but he is my father and it is nice to catch up when he is in town.
Through email (yes, so personal, I know...)we set plans for Saturday afternoon. He was going to call when he was on his way over. Well, we had a picture appointment at 10:00. Our appointment finished and I still hadn't heard from him. The kids and I headed to lunch. Still no call. At 1:30 we got home and Soph and I laid down for a rest. Still no phone call...
A little after 2:00 my phone rang. I didn't answer it because my daughter was asleep on my arm. The voicemail icon appeared and I listened to my message. It was my father. He wasn't going to be able to make it over - he had so much fun on Friday night that he was just getting up. And, since they had other dinner plans, we'd have to maybe get together on a different night. "Call me," he said.
I didn't call.
I was disappointed.
Disappointment quickly turned to anger.
"Seriously, he doesn't know how to set an alarm?" was my first thought. And then flashbacks of elementary and middle school where he'd say he'd be somewhere and then not show up. There was always a reason - traffic, working late, another commitment...By high school I stopped inviting him to school events. If he didn't know, then he wouldn't say he'd be there and get my hopes up, and ultimately I wouldn't get hurt because I knew he wasn't going to come.
Sad!
A few years ago something similar happened and he showed up hours late to our house because he was spending time with his wife's children. I laid my feelings out. I explained that grandparents are held in high regard in our house and that my children honestly only think that they have 4 (and he's not one that they count). He needed to step it up, or step out. My words were, "you aren't going to make them feel as unimportant as you make me feel."
He swore he never meant it. Then there were some excuses. But, ultimately he said he would work on it.
Nothing has changed since that conversation.
The kids refer to him as "uncle _______." I don't correct them. This weekend reminded me why.
So, back to my weekend. I tried get over my hurt feelings. To let it go because he's never going to have his family priorities the same as mine - he's never going to get how I feel...
Sunday I received another email. He mentioned that I hadn't called him to set up alternative plans. He even left his phone number...
So, I called.
I needed to have my peace.
Again, I explained that he was right. I didn't call him back the day before because I was mad. I was hurt. I was disappointed. There was no reason that I had to explain to Ty and Soph that he wasn't coming over (leaving out because he slept in....and could blow off our plans, but not any other plans that he made with friends). I reminded him that that 4 and 6 year old are the lights of my life, and he wasn't going to make them feel unimportant. I ended by stating that if he couldn't step up and be a grandparent and make them a priority that there was no need to return my call.
He hasn't called...
Although I feel relieved because I was honest with him, it still hurts. Even a message of "I'm sorry I blew you off", or "your wrong," or anything would have been better than nothing.
But, I guess that's my signal. Once again I am not a priority in my own father's life. So, I am letting go...
Letting go of the frustration.
Letting go of the hurt.
Letting go of my father.
And, hopefully one day letting go of the sadness and disappointment....
On Friday I received an email from my father stating that he was in town (something about last minute trip to use frequent flyer miles). We haven't had the closest relationship, but he is my father and it is nice to catch up when he is in town.
Through email (yes, so personal, I know...)we set plans for Saturday afternoon. He was going to call when he was on his way over. Well, we had a picture appointment at 10:00. Our appointment finished and I still hadn't heard from him. The kids and I headed to lunch. Still no call. At 1:30 we got home and Soph and I laid down for a rest. Still no phone call...
A little after 2:00 my phone rang. I didn't answer it because my daughter was asleep on my arm. The voicemail icon appeared and I listened to my message. It was my father. He wasn't going to be able to make it over - he had so much fun on Friday night that he was just getting up. And, since they had other dinner plans, we'd have to maybe get together on a different night. "Call me," he said.
I didn't call.
I was disappointed.
Disappointment quickly turned to anger.
"Seriously, he doesn't know how to set an alarm?" was my first thought. And then flashbacks of elementary and middle school where he'd say he'd be somewhere and then not show up. There was always a reason - traffic, working late, another commitment...By high school I stopped inviting him to school events. If he didn't know, then he wouldn't say he'd be there and get my hopes up, and ultimately I wouldn't get hurt because I knew he wasn't going to come.
Sad!
A few years ago something similar happened and he showed up hours late to our house because he was spending time with his wife's children. I laid my feelings out. I explained that grandparents are held in high regard in our house and that my children honestly only think that they have 4 (and he's not one that they count). He needed to step it up, or step out. My words were, "you aren't going to make them feel as unimportant as you make me feel."
He swore he never meant it. Then there were some excuses. But, ultimately he said he would work on it.
Nothing has changed since that conversation.
The kids refer to him as "uncle _______." I don't correct them. This weekend reminded me why.
So, back to my weekend. I tried get over my hurt feelings. To let it go because he's never going to have his family priorities the same as mine - he's never going to get how I feel...
Sunday I received another email. He mentioned that I hadn't called him to set up alternative plans. He even left his phone number...
So, I called.
I needed to have my peace.
Again, I explained that he was right. I didn't call him back the day before because I was mad. I was hurt. I was disappointed. There was no reason that I had to explain to Ty and Soph that he wasn't coming over (leaving out because he slept in....and could blow off our plans, but not any other plans that he made with friends). I reminded him that that 4 and 6 year old are the lights of my life, and he wasn't going to make them feel unimportant. I ended by stating that if he couldn't step up and be a grandparent and make them a priority that there was no need to return my call.
He hasn't called...
Although I feel relieved because I was honest with him, it still hurts. Even a message of "I'm sorry I blew you off", or "your wrong," or anything would have been better than nothing.
But, I guess that's my signal. Once again I am not a priority in my own father's life. So, I am letting go...
Letting go of the frustration.
Letting go of the hurt.
Letting go of my father.
And, hopefully one day letting go of the sadness and disappointment....
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Green Thumbs
This post is being guest blogged by Daddy Edwards
What would you do on a beautiful, hot, sunny Saturday night?
Maybe go to the pool?
Hang out at the lake?
The Edwards? We planted! I know, I know, not the most glamorous way to spend a summer Saturday night, but the kids, Mommy, Daddy, and Bucca, cousin extraordinaire, did just that.
Sophie and Daddy Planting the Peas
Tyler and Daddy Planting the Cucumbers
Sophie and Bucca planting the pumpkin (this was the only one that I could find without Sophie being a "plumber")
The fully completed garden, post planting. The boxes are laid out as followsLeft Box - Cantaloupe, Tomatoes (Cherry/Salsa/Big Pink), Peppers (Habanero/Jalapeno/Bell), Beans
Small Box - Cucumbers
Middle Box - Watermelon, Carrots, Garlic, Beets (for Greatsie), Beans
Small Box - Spaghetti Squash
Right Box - Pumpkin (Orange/White), Radish (for Grandma Sue), Onion, Lettuce (Leaf/Romaine), Broccoli
The Garbage Can is Garbage Can PotatoesSmall Box - Cucumbers
Middle Box - Watermelon, Carrots, Garlic, Beets (for Greatsie), Beans
Small Box - Spaghetti Squash
Right Box - Pumpkin (Orange/White), Radish (for Grandma Sue), Onion, Lettuce (Leaf/Romaine), Broccoli
http://www.ehow.com/how_5826337_grow-potatoes-barrel-sawdust.html
I originally heard this idea from Don Shelby on WCCO... now it is my turn to give it a try!
We (as in me, Daddy) have turned our deck into an herb garden, with three deck rail planters and 4 potted herbs
Our Potted HerbsSage, Rosemary, Mint, and Thyme (left to right)
These are our Walmart deck-rail planters, with Coconut Hair Liner.This photo is of our Cilantro. We also have two more planters with Basil (Sweet and Regular) and oregano.
More posts will follow this summer, either here or on Shrinking Sara. Stay tuned for garden growing and harvesting updates!
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Four
And today our little girl is four!
Happy Birthday, Sophie Jean!
May you continue to be as social, loving, curious, and creative as you are today. This year holds big adventures for you, including preschool, but this my darling is just the beginning of all the wonderful things that life has in store for you.
I love you!
Love,
Mom
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Easter 2011
Our Easter was a day spent with family, enjoying traditions, and remembering that He is Risen! What could be better?
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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