TWO HUNDRED FORTY SIX…roosevelt was allergic to frugs…what?

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I had no idea Roosevelt, Allergies and Frugs could all be thrown together and still make sense. But it totally does. Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FORTY ONE…6 year assessment

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Cecilia Rae  It took me forty years to make it to Alaska and just a few weeks ago we celebrated Cecilia’s 6th birthday in Fairbanks. For her birthday we took her to the kid friendly Pioneer Park in Fairbanks. We … Continue reading

TWO HUNDRED FOUR…goodbye holiday hello birthdays

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holiday #1 done, Birthdays #4 and #5 quickly approaching. The chaos and anticipation of planning two little girls’ birthday parties has me all jacked up!! Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FORTY…our own personal lotto ticket

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When we had Cecilia, it was almost as if we had a new lease on life. Our luck changed. Our outlook on life changed. Our priorities changed. She brought something different to the family. More than the joy of babies, … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN…3 is a good number

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My baby girl turned 3 at the end of July. I had this *brilliant* idea that I would go through each and every picture file on my folder and pull out my favorite pictures of Cecilia over the past 3 … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED…new start

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Since my last post, 3 months ago, we have 1. celebrated a birthday 2. started a new elementary school 3. moved to a new home (oddly enough I do not have any pictures of our home) 4. added 2 new … Continue reading

NINETY-NINE…next stop – normal

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Sometimes I forget that plateaus lead to progress. I felt as if we had been on a plateau for so long. I thought the plateau was something to do with me. There is one theme which continues to remain prevalent … Continue reading

NINETY-THREE…memories and anniversary’s

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In 7 days, it will be our one year anniversary since moving to Florida. Greg reminded me today.  on the one hand, it is so hard to believe it’s only been a year We have built a life here, I … Continue reading

EIGHTY-TWO…it’s all good

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When Abby was born, Greg and I had the brand new tv monitors. We placed it in her crib angling it perfectly so it would look right into that amazing little face. By the third night, we had to unplug … Continue reading

FIFTEEN…five

Abby Leigh.

There are words, phrases, adjectives that come to mind when talking about Abby Leigh…

loud

fun

sensitive

non-stop

She’ll give you everything she’s got

Sometimes Abby will spend the night with my mom or this summer she spent a week with her Busha. I was devastated. For the entire week, I slept in past 6:30 am, Phoebe went to bed at 6:30 pm…no questions asked or battles to fight, we had food in the cabinets and in the refrigerator and I actually experienced silence during the day. Yes I will say it again…

I WAS DEVASTATED.

It was the quietest week I have ever lived, since having kids.

You get used to the chaos and talking, singing and squealing, questions and comments about EVERYTHING everyone in the room is doing

Sometimes I need a 5 minute break from the chaos that is Abby

A quick five minutes does wonders

I constantly learn from Abby.

She is a ‘glass is full’ kind of girl. She loves life. I remember one day in the spring, I was pregnant with Cecilia, we were home from a long drive and collecting stuff that had piled up in the car. Greg carried Phoebe up to her crib in hopes of letting her stay asleep a little longer. Abby was out of the car and headed towards the door when she looked back at me. I didn’t say anything, but obviously I was having trouble getting out of the car. I had a lot of stuff in my hands and the car was at an incline, so the door wouldn’t naturally stay open. I was kicking it with my foot and the stuff in my arms was spilling out onto the ground. Abby rushed over to me and opened the car door and said, “I’ll help you mommy”. Tears of pride streamed down my face, honestly. Ok, so I was pregnant, hormonal and my feelings were probably hurt because I couldn’t do everything I wanted to do right in that moment. But she made everything better. How did she know to help me? As parents we are so busy helping our children do every thing…every day.

Here was Abby, at 4 years of age, seeing her mommy struggling and helping her.

Just yesterday I was blowing up balloons while the girls were playing with their dolls. A balloon popped in my face. It scared everyone. Abby and Phoebe jumped and their mouths were wide open. Both of them looking at me in shock. Abby said, “Are you ok mommy?” I just laughed. I asked her if she saw the piece of the balloon that blasted off…we certainly didn’t want Phoebe to get a hold of it. Abby started searching and found it on the opposite side of the room, “I found it mommy…it was all the way over there.”

She has such a wonder about her…

I am consumed by the love I have for this little girl. I am consumed for the love I have for all my children and my husband of course who constantly gives and amazes me with his sensitivity and love for his children.

I am having a moment…

the point is, I am so proud of the little person she is becoming!

I hope she has a wonderful 5th birthday!!!

FOURTEEN…two

Phoebe June turns 2 today…It’s an all-day all-weekend birthday extravaganza!

Sweet Phoebe June. Her birth was strangely easy. Immediately after she was born, I looked at Greg and said, “I could do this again”. When we brought her home from the hospital I remember taking catnaps with her on the couch and sleeping with her at night. She was always my little cuddlebug, always right there with me wherever I was! She still is…she will find a book, locate me and turn around with book in hand and walk backwards until she reaches my lap where she will sit down. She likes our reading time together. She likes to sit on my lap while we watch her afternoon shows…she will let me scratch her back and run my fingers through her hair, kiss her beautiful chubby cheeks and the best part of all, she doesn’t mind it when I stare at her.

Phoebe has such a great little personality, all her own. She enjoys playing with little dolls and animals, she’s a girly girl if there ever was one. At meal time, she enjoys the process of eating the food – the whole sitting down, talking, raising her glass to a good meal and good company. She loves to swing. She enjoys holding hands when she wants to walk by your side, but also letting go of your hand at inappropriate moments and running far away so you have to chase her. Typical…she is two.

Such a sensitive little person. She always has a laugh or a tear ready and truthfully, it always seems like it could go either way at a moments notice. I was so impressed with her when she met Collin Read as a toddler. Greg, the kids and I were having dinner with our friends Tom and Jill and their wonderful boys Brady, Owen and Collin. Phoebe was probably 1.5 years – it was over the summer and she was so amazed by Collin and gentle with him.  It makes me think she might be empathetic towards others…I certainly hope so.

For the most part she is very good at sharing. Abby has been known to just take it from her. Most of the time, Abby gets away with it. Phoebe will calmly find another toy. Sometimes though, when she is tired, she looses it. The sadness overwhelms her and I swear I can read what she is thinking by looking at her sweet face, “I really wanted to play with that toy…I had a whole story in mind for them…I was going to make my little dolls do this and that and Abby took them away without asking”. AUGH…breaks my heart.

She’s pretty sneaky too. She will spot Abby from afar playing with a doll she wants. She scoots near and continues to play just waiting for the moment Abby sets the doll down. When the moment comes, snoopy runs over very quickly, takes the doll, turns and runs in the opposite direction. Leaving Abby clueless. Often times she runs into her Barbie tent. Very savvy this little sister is.

I think she’ll do alright. I am so proud and in love with her. I love getting to know who she is and what her interests are. I hope she had a great birthday! AND it will continue tomorrow…THE SPRANGER GIRLS BIRTHDAY WEEKEND EXTRAVAGANZA!!!