“We will we will potty time yeah, potty time yeah!”

What’s been new in my life?  A lot.  Tuesday = 10 things, so let me get down to it.

  1.  Noah is officially a walker.  I would say he walks about 80% of the time, and crawls 20% of the time.  Since he only weighs 24 pounds, he looks tiny walking around like a big boy.  It is adorable though.  Truly adorable.
  2. Since we are on the topic of weight, K-man is up to 38 pounds.  I had been rattling off to people he weighed 50 pounds, I was clearly way off.  But try lifting him up and down, multiple times a day & your arms will feel like they are gunna fall off too.  I do not need to tone my arms up any, I am happy about this.
  3. A personal goal set for myself was made a few weeks ago.  Since then, I have been working out five times a week (elliptical, yoga or weight training), and I feel more energized now than I have in a while.  Obviously this will continue.  Love those feel-good hormones a’flowin.
  4. Can not wait for the time when we will be baby gate free.  In a few months I am hoping…
  5. Need to get my car washed.
  6. Noel is back doing his Finley trips every week.  Mommy no likey.  But, it is a must for his orchards to stay in tip-top shape, so pruning it is.  I will be grateful when this work is done for a while.
  7. Debating on bunk beds or just a “big boy” bed for Kellan… what’s your choice on this?  Why?
  8. Got both boys their passports, so we will be planning a family vacation this year sometime, yay!!
  9. Animal Hoarders… seriously… so sad and wrong.  Do not watch it if you are eating food.
  10. We are in potty-training mode.  Our song?  “We will we will potty time yeah, potty time yeah!”  (Sing that to the tune of “We will we will rock you!”, it’s a hockey song peeps… that’s right.)



Have a beautiful Tuesday friends!

[below are photographs of an afternoon of easel painting. taken on January 2, 2014.]









…business accomplishments…


China you will get to meet my husband in 15 days.  That’s right.  Noel is flying to China with his brother, Curt, to check out their cherries being shipped over from our very own Wenatchee.  This is quite the trek.  I am super proud of him, and the business accomplishments they have made as a family.  I will miss him dearly for the time he is gone, but business is business.  Not to mention the excitement of it all.  Strictly business folks.  Curt & Noel.  Of course I want Noel to take a billion pictures of everything, but understand he will be meeting with important people and many events & meetings will be taking place.  I know they will do an excellent job over there.

Just wanted to share this major event in our lives with the world.


Family is so important.  Being a spouse and supporting your man is important.  Go kick some Mathison butt over there boys.  We are all rooting for you back home!


Have a beautiful Monday friends.  Go get a box & enjoy.


One day at a time.

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Every Wednesday from about 9:45am till around 3pm my Mom graciously watches Kellan.  He gets excited knowing he will see his Nana, Grandpa & Uncles.  They shower him with so much love and his one-on-one time alone with them makes me smile.  It puts my heart at ease for those hours.  I know he is well cared for, his diaper will get changed, his tummy will get plenty of snacks & lunch, and his eyes will see how much his family loves him.  Because Kellan was an only child for 19 months of his life, I miss giving him that time.  Luckily, my family lives in the same town as we do and he does get spoiled.  Spoiled with love.  That is how I was raised.  It wasn’t about presents, it wasn’t about money, it wasn’t about getting a new toy every time we went to the store or even letting us kids run wild… we were kissed daily, told “I love you” constantly, and my parents helped guide and taught me lessons that I now teach my son.  I feel like a wise parent.  A Mom who knows what is best for my children, even if they don’t know it.  A Mom who kisses my little boys from the moment they wake up in the morning until the last “I love you, have sweet dreams, we love you…” as we walk out the door when putting them down for the night.  We have structure at our home.  There are many rules.  And yes, we have given spankings.  (I am not afraid to say this.  Every parent deals with discipline differently.  Spankings work in this house.  Time outs might work for other families.)  I try to not “shelter” them in any way.  I want them to learn, make mistakes, grow and understand things and obstacles just like I did growing up.  But I want them to know that I will love them unconditionally.  No matter what.  They are my life.  I give every ounce of my being to them during the day.  I am a present parent.  Yes I am a stay-at-home Mom, so I do “run the ship” at our home.  Even Noel says, “Momma’s the boss.”  Thank you hunny.  Even though I might be Boss Lady, I try to weigh it out evenly with my love for all three of my boys.

Being a good parent, a good Mom is something that I wanted my entire life.  I saw how my own Mother was with us, raising five children.  Carly, Alex, and I all have college degrees.  Lachlan is going to college, and my youngest brother Conlan will be a Junior at Wenatchee High this fall.  We were taught that education is important.  We were taught how to be a reliable employee.  We were taught right from wrong.  Although not always abiding by my parent’s rules, hey, we were all teenagers once.  We learned from it.  I feel like the 27 years I have been alive, I have done quite a lot.  I am a recovering alcoholic, I am a wife, I am a Mother to two sweet boys, and I have enough strength in me to keep on going day after day.  Some days feel like they last forever.  Some days they don’t.  My weeks usually even out.  I might have a real struggle day, meaning patience-wise, and the next two weeks go pretty darn smooth.  I know my limits, I know what my boys need 24/7, I know what their cries or whines mean, and I know what to give them at a moment’s notice.  I feel a true connection to them.  Every Mom might not have this with their children, but thankfully my bond with my boys just keeps on a’growin.  Happiness.

Kellan Atwood is my first born.  He will always be.  I can’t even count how many kisses I give him every day.  How many “I love you” ‘s I say throughout each day.  But I can remember looking into his eyes the moment our eyes first met and realizing that yes, this is what I am.  I am a Mother.  I am your Mother.  I will do anything and everything for you always.  Noah Munro came 19 short months later.  It has been extremely challenging, balancing the two of them, spreading my love to each.  However now that we have hit our groove, I can say with ease this is right where I am supposed to be.  Every day, at home, guiding my two little men to be the best they can possibly be.  Being proud, as a parent, is the most rewarding gift I have ever received.  So, I thank you Mom & Dad for teaching me everything I needed to know.  As many tears, as many “we need to have a talk” conversations which usually ended up in me being grounded, as many times I had disappointed them, had them sleep with one eye open, struggled with guiding me down the right path, you both have done your job.  & you have done it well.  I am proud to have become a wife to an amazing man and a Mommy to my sweet angels.  Parents help mold you into the person you become.  My parents made me the best Katie I could ever be.  Noel saved me.  & my two lil’ boys keep me grounded.  People ask me often, “How do you do it?  What is your higher power?” …I will tell you that when I first entered treatment, I didn’t have a whole lot of faith left in me, my higher power was Noel.  And still is.  Only now I have two more names to add, Kellan & Noah.  Every day is different, but my foundation is the same.  One day at a time.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. –Serenity Prayer from Alcoholics Anonymous

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Sweet baby firsts.

Ah yes, Tuesday we meet again.  I am one exhausted lady.  From having an impromptu BBQ out at my sister’s father in law’s home over the weekend, to my friend Whitney’s baby shower for her new bundle of joy (little miss Jozi), to Father’s Day fishing, to Taco Night at my parents’ home, to pool party at my home… we did a lot this weekend.  Oh and did I mention we walked down to feed the ducks & geese too?  Well we did.  Can you understand my exhaustion now?  Forgot to add that my lil’ Noah is now sitting up by himself.  Yes.  He is growing up, thankfully I get to see all of these “firsts” in his life, as I did with Kellan.  But with each baby, they do things completely different.  Sitting up is no different.  If one of Noah’s butt cheeks lifts slightly, he knows to put more weight on the opposing tooshie to make sure he doesn’t fall over.  Now he has fallen over to the side & fallen backwards but when I sit him back up he gets all giddy again.  Like he’s thinking, “Okay, I got this Momma.”  Sweet baby firsts.  I can’t seem to get enough of my lil boys.  They & my dear hubby, I just love them so much all I wanna do is squeeze ‘em!  Our weekend will follow…

Photographs taken on June 15th:

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{our garden this year… we are producing, harvesting & canning}

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Photographs taken on June 16th:

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266  273  278Like you don’t already know ya’ll, but it’s Friday!  Yeehaw!  Noel comes home from Finley later this afternoon which I am so thankful for.  Kellan misses him so much.  I miss him.  Noah coo’s or giggles everytime I put Noel on speaker phone to talk to Kellan… they know who their Dada is.  I love.

This weekend will be quite eventful.  Tomorrow my sister’s family is coming into town and we will be celebrating my niece, Ali’s, third birthday on Sunday.  My hopes for the weekend involve: going to the park, feeding the ducks, walking along the loop trail to the ‘old barn’, eating some tasty food, walking to Pybus Market to people watch and check out the new digs, and last but not least photograph our last day.  When I say last day, I mean this will be the last time we will get to see Josh.  They will be moving down south in a few months, Josh earlier than that, and I will be heartbroken.  I can’t imagine not seeing them.  Not hearing Ali asking to hold Noah, or hearing Jackson ask “Why?”  I will miss laughing about Entiat, errr Annie-at… bwahahaha… I will miss my sister.  We are so close.  I can’t picture what it will be like to not see them.  I know we have this new thing called technology, but I like my face time with my family.  Thankfully I know my parents and two little “big” brothers will never move away, at least permanently, so Kellan can maintain his relationship with his Uncles, Nana and Grandpa.  He sure loves them.  Oh and how can we forget Kellan’s girlfriend, Miss Lauren.  (Lachlan’s girlfriend is Lauren, and Kellan gets all shy around her and smiles, and walks up to her and just says “hi yarrren”.  It might just be the cutest thing.


Plus on the agenda this weekend is making Noah some teething biscuits.  I found a recipe online which uses banana and some rice cereal, so I will be making those for lil boy.  He does not have any teeth yet (knock on wood), but he sure likes to put teething rings or practically anything in his mouth.  Silly boy.  Momma is workin on it for ya lil boy.

Have a beautiful Friday and fabulous weekend friends!


Destructo one, destructo two.

Another week gone by, another weekend ahead of us.  My days seem longer, reason being my husband has been driving down to Finley along with his brother and a friend, because the orchards are calling them for duty.  The long winter is coming to an end and the cherry trees need some TLC.  Pruning-TLC.  For the past four weeks, I have been husband-less for four days out of the week.  I miss him terribly.  Kellan misses him.  Noah misses him.  And our two hairy beasts (the animals) miss him.

I have been extremely busy.  From about 7am-8pm I am the caregiver.  Two words: huge responsibility.  I sleep with one eye open, one ear alert for any crying babies, and my back has been achy.  (I think it’s about time I use my Christmas present from my dear husband, and schedule that massage!)

But let me just say that this time in Noah’s life, this most precious time, is also my favorite time.  He is now three months old, which means: smiling, looking all around, cooing, giggling, cuddling, and dare I say it: rolling over.  He did this at my parents’ home a few weeks ago, and I stopped putting him on his tummy because I do not want him growing up.  Noel laughed at me when I told him this, so I started putting him back on his tummy and sure enough, he is a pro!  The name we picked for him, Noah, fits his personality perfectly.  A handsome, happy, hungry and humorous little guy.  I just love him.  Everything about him.

Big brother, Kellan, has turned into destructo one.  (This loving name was given to his Uncle Curt by Grandma Pam.  Destructo two was given to Noel because Curt was the first born son, Noel was the second boy… get it?  Destructo one, destructo two.  Thank you Pam for the name, we have another “one” and “two” in the making.  Kellan is into absolutely everything.  He is rough with his toys.  He is climbing up and onto anything.  He is all boy.  He so badly wants to play with Noah.  He always wants to be near him, calls him his “bay-bee”, and even shares his Matchbox 20 cars with him.  Thattaboy!


Two weekends ago, Noel thought it would be a good idea to take little K-man ice skating.  Kellan patiently waited in line to pay, we got his little size 6 skates (oh yeah, he rocked the blue bombers), Daddy tied them up for him, and they were off.  They made it around once, and Kellan had had enough.  So we put him in a “learning bucket” [these are buckets stacked 5-7 high flipped upside down to help children (and adults) learn how to skate; they push the bucket on the ice while they push off on their legs… looks silly but is quite effective, I guess??].  I, of course took a million pictures… enjoy.

That is all for now.  Have a beautiful weekend.












[the above photograph is of Noel and his siblings, Leah & Curt, skating with the kiddos]