TWO HUNDRED FIFTY EIGHT…renovation schmenovation…I made that up

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So this post is about our renovation project on the exterior of our home. It’s lengthy, probably long winded, annoyingly upbeat, sprinkled with pithy remarks and a quirky sense of humor, filled with strange stories, and oodles of pictures. When … Continue reading

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 TEN…my day was craptastic how was yours? part 3

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Craptastic days make great stories for parties! Don’t discount them. They are invaluable for their ability of making someone laugh. Always remember your craptastic days. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY FOUR…seeking stability within mobility

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being mobile full-time makes me realize how much I love and value my family and friends. There are some definite cons for travelling full-time. But you won’t ever hear me complain about the 3 hour time difference! At least not while I am in Pacific Standard time! Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY SIX…really real dreams

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I have always had the most vivid dreams. When I was a little girl, I had a dream that George Washington lifted a 5lb barbell above his head. That was the gist of the dream. He just lifted it up. Didn’t throw it, or begin a heavy weight training routine. He just lifted it up. It held some kind of significance for me because I remembered it as a nightmare. I am 39 now. Not a whole lot has changed. My dreams at 39 are just as vivid and vague as they were when I was 6. Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED FIFTY SIX…processing to remember

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Here we are one week after our sweet dog Bear’s passing and our emotions are still raw. We have crossed that hurdle of being able to say his name and talking about the goofy times we remember without our voices … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED SEVEN…let ’em eat cookies

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A day off from school is equal to a day of absolute and total chaos in the kitchen. WE MADE COOKIES!!!!! butterfly cookies heart cookies circle cookies star cookies, triangle cookies, dragonfly cookies, apple cookies, Teddy Bear cookies, flower cookies, … Continue reading

ONE HUNDRED TWO…dysfunctional appreciation

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We have taken dysfunction to a whole new level in this house. I know we have reached our “dysfunctional family” monthly limit when my newly seven-year old wanders into our bathroom and sees a tampon (still wrapped in its store-bought … 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-SEVEN…blob out

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I have reached a point in my life where, at a certain time of day, my brain stops working. 5:30 in the afternoon rolls around and I can’t seem to form a single intelligent sentence or thought, if I do … Continue reading

NINETY-FIVE…new dreams

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We have turned a corner at the Spranger house. Cecilia has adopted a personality and she wants everyone in this house to know.  The above picture is a moment captured in a day in the life of Cecilia.  If Cecilia … 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-FOUR…bring on the festivities…

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I remember babysitting for my niece and nephew were around the ages of my kids now. I would watch my sister-in-law and think to myself, “man she is so busy, running a household, raising kids, taking care of pets and … 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

SEVENTY-NINE…sometimes there are no words

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Siblings… When I went to my first Down Syndrome Awareness Group meeting I met a mother who spoke about her sons’ older sister. When her son was younger, in elementary school, his older sister (who was only 9 or 10) … Continue reading

SEVENTY-THREE…my little sailfish!!!

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Abby Leigh Miss kindergartener… What can I say about my first-born going to school… Is it normal for mommies on the first day to be so extremely excited that instead of crying, nervous energy manifesting itself in hyper overjoyed behavior??? … Continue reading

SIXTY…hey where’d the sun go???

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It’s cloudy in paradise. My turtle is sick. Allergies have taken over so she is constantly fighting a runny nose, cough and watery eyes. Abby stands by the door watching to see if any of her friends are roaming the … Continue reading

FIFTY-EIGHT…Nana’s in town and Ceci’s gettin’ down

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My mother came into town for a quick visit and while she was here… Turtle had a mini-birthday celebration to commemorate her 9th month of life It was glorious I got to leave early in the morning to take pictures … Continue reading

FIFTY-TWO…

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It’s March 29th In other words, our baby girl is officially 8 months. How did that happen? It was a special day for Cecilia in another way as well, today she had her interview with the state early intervention system. … Continue reading

FORTY-NINE…the countdown has begun

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3 days 72 hours 4,320 minutes 259,200 seconds we will be gassing up, shoving in, eating out and scooting down the road!!! EEK!!! Did I mention how excited I am??? AND on a side note… Do Kings of Leon ever … Continue reading

THIRTY-SIX…super tuesday’s

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Super Tuesday’s  our Tuesday’s are spent with our beloved OT and PT, Beth and Beth. Two equally beautiful, energetic, positive and gentle individuals, whose names are both Beth…obviously! In the above picture OT Beth is using the Wilbarger Brushing Protocol … Continue reading

TWENTY-THREE…proud mamma

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My baby girl finally turned over today from her back to her front! I was beside myself with excitement! Of course she decides to make her triumphant debut right as I put my camera down. I was watching her as she … Continue reading

TWENTY…seriously

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I have one word to sum up where I am in my life at this very moment in time…that word is, yup, that’s right…seriously? I have a gazillion pictures of the beach…of which I am never going to do anything … Continue reading

TWELVE…spooktastic, spooktacular, spookteriffic!

I thought it was crazy, Halloween on a Monday night. We had a Halloween Party Saturday night, a perfect fall festival Sunday day and it truly felt like Halloween had come and gone.

Never-the-less, we welcomed the wonderful holiday and dressed for the occasion. Miss Bumble Bee and our little rainbow caterpillar tuckered out pretty quick.

Miss Ariel could have gone all night long…

She was so HILARIOUS…I remember last year at the tender age of 3, she wanted to go up to the houses all by herself. She did NOT want me to go with her! This year, she wanted to hold my hand, she wanted me to go up to the steps with her, she wanted me to ring the doorbell or knock on the door. I loved every minute of it, but as stated before, it was quite a change from the previous year. As we were walking up to one house, she looked at me with those BIG blue eyes and said, “mommy this house scares me, I don’t want to go.” At another home there were skeletons hanging from trees and she grabbed my hand and hid her eyes behind her hands and squealed. Oh these tender moments we share with our kids, they are soon to be gone and forgotten. Faded from our memory.

There’s my little bumble bee…kissing the dresser doors. Another moment I might soon forget…

I might forget that Miss Abby went through 3 costume changes before deciding on Ariel. I might forget that it took me 20 minutes to figure out that the bumble bee costume had a velcro ‘area’ which might make it easier to change a diaper, if such an act was needed. It was needed. The bumble bee costume was exposed to hazardous waste.

I might forget that Miss Cecilia looks extra ‘caterpillary’ with her hat on…but the 6-12 month caterpillar hat was WAY TOO BIG for her beautiful 3-6 month old head and WHILE WE ARE ON THE SUBJECT OF INAPPROPRIATE SIZES…Abby’s Little Mermaid dress specifically said ‘xs – 3-6’ and it looked like it could have been M-6-9. It was hanging off her sweet delicate little frame. Looking at this picture, with her arms above her head, I might have forgotten that little detail.

All these tiny little details…these little nuances…I want to remember these things about my children. I want to remember how I felt about buying Abby three separate costumes and allowing her to make up her own mind. I want to remember how reluctant Phoebe was about going up to someone’s house and the way she held on to me while she was wearing her body-hugging black velvet bumble bee costume. I want to remember how Miss Bumble Bee’s poor little yellow feathers rubbing off on EVERY THING made me giggle to myself! I want to remember how poop got on to her Halloween costume. I want to remember all of the sweet comments everyone made about my little caterpillar. In fact, I want to remember all the nice things everyone said about all of our little cast of characters. I want to remember all of these things. I am a mother now. The weight of that phrase can really sober one up. One day these amazing little people are going to grow up…and they are going to find something they are skilled in, good at or enjoy.

One day, us old folks might be welcoming their little families into our home for the weekend. When I share stories about their ‘mommy’s’ life, I hope I remember all of these wonderful little details. I hope we can all laugh about these silly things together. But for now, I want to spend as much time with them as I can. Get to know them. Hear them when they talk about their dreams. Sing with them…the way they want to sing ‘off key, making up new words and as loud as I possibly can’. Let them pick out their very own little outfits…even if they don’t match or are in the wrong season. Let them eat candy and sugar before dinner and as soon as they wake up in the morning. WAIT – did I really just write that?  Show them all of the opportunities that lay before them. LOVE THEM. Celebrate with them. Celebrate them.

It’s November. WOW. How did that happen?

SEVEN…feeding my soul?

I am desperately trying to put off fall removal at our house.

I do a spring cleaning and a ‘fall remov-ALL‘…every room in this house is jam packed with STUFF we can’t use either because of the season or someone is growing or I didn’t like that particular basket under the table and had to replace it and now I don’t know what to do with this basket so I am going to hide it in the closet ‘STUFF’.

So I am procrastinating in the only way I know how…by exploring my yarns and trying to decide whose next in line for a fall hat…

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oh the textures, the detail of the colors and the softness of the yarns…

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begging me to get out my knitting needles and ‘come play with us’ instead of housework

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my friend Stephanie is quite the artist…very inspiring.

She always tells me to feed my soul.

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well my soul is VERY HUNGRY this season and desperately wants to knit and take pictures and take the kids outside and go on long walks, grill out, listen to the band Beach Fossils really loud, dance with my kids in our living room, drink a beer, eat salted peanuts, have long talks with my husband, surround myself with good people …

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I have been noticing a lot lately…there are two kinds of people in this world

1. people who make you feel great about yourself. People who make you feel like no matter what you do, it’s the right thing to do or that you are capable when you doubt yourself. Positive people. People who accept you for the crazy zany sensitive person you are.

and the other kind

2. people who make you feel ‘not-so-great-about-yourself’. The people who make you feel that no matter what you do, they could have done it better. People that point out your mistakes ALL THE TIME. People who seem to constantly want you to change and adopt their ways of life, because they are the real ‘happy’ ones. Negative people.

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My soul is hungry for the first kind of people…of the positive persuasion. Cheers to those individuals who really love life and enjoy bringing other people up instead of down!

I can’t wait to dive into my pile of beautiful, bright, highly textured yarns…

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