he’s number 9

Since I absolutely adore Christmas and all the fun activities and events that go along with this special holiday, I thought to myself “why not?”  Why not decorate our door into a snowman?  Why not start a new tradition with our little Elf?  Why not spend $384 every year on new Christmas lights?  Why not get a real tree that fills our home with a wonderful pine smell?  Why not get Kellan an advent chocolate calendar?  Our home is a Christmas fairy land.  I love it!  So, why not?  Why not decorate gingerbread men?  Oh yes, we did.  Love.

One more little thing to add- after Kellan had finished decorating his gingerbread man he looked up at Noel & myself and said, “this my gingerbread man, he’s number 9”… oh yes lil boy.  He wants his gingerbread man to be number 9 because his Uncle Conlan represents that number on the ice.  He just loves his Uncle’s.  He melts my heart every day.  The love he has for his family is truly just the sweetest thing.  & what my favorite holiday is all about.  He gets me.  I dig.

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Rink Rat.

One word: Hockey.  This sport has been in my life ever since I could talk.  My husband’s as well.  Lucky for us we both love hockey.  Two words: Rink Rat.  Ever heard that before?  If you grew up with a love for hockey then I’m sure you have.  Let me give you a quick definition; a rink rat is a small child (boy or girl) who is at the rink so much they know the in’s and out’s of it.  Where they can go.  Where they can’t go.  Which stairs to go up or come down.  Which doors to open.  Locker rooms anyone?  Where the concession stand is.  Get me?  Well my little Kellan boy has become a rink rat.  Momma likey.

*****

In just three short days, Noah will be one year old.  I can’t hardly believe it.  But in other ways, I totally can.  The first year of life is the most challenging but yet rewarding year (I believe), and it has been nothing short of it.  He is crawling everywhere, climbing stairs, standing up on everything, cruising on furniture, eating with his pinchers, has 7 teeth, standing like a big boy for about 12 seconds, wearing size 4 diapers, can say “mamama” and “dadada”, shakes his head “no” and thinks this is just hilarious, and wears size 18 month clothing.  Not to mention we already gave him his first hair cut (a buzz) and he is already due for another trim.  Such a healthy little guy.  & the happiest baby I have ever seen.  He will always be my little boy, my sweet little baby, and what Kellan affectionately call hims, our Nona.  Love love.

*****

Kellan is 2 years and 7 months old now.  A toddler.  My boy, through and through.  Loves his trucks, cars, helping Daddy work, wears size 4T-5T clothes, riding in Daddy’s truck, eating ice cream wheels, going to the rink, running any chance he gets, painting or coloring on his art easel (with little brother), and the best big brother in the world.  Currently we call him our little parrot.  The reason why is because he repeats everything we say.  It really is the sweetest thing.  Plus he will randomly throw in a high pitch “Sure” or “Yes” if you ask him a question, and this makes me smile, literally from ear to ear.  His voice is something I just can’t hear enough of.  Kellan is just the sweetest little boy.  & he makes me proud every day!  My lil’ angel.

*****

Hockey, art easel fun, Halloween & more hockey will follow.  Your welcome.

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Notice anything odd in the above photograph?  Made me laugh, had to share.

Happy Monday!

15 and counting…

The past few days have, wait… the past week and a half have flown by. Days have run together, my older brother and his girlfriend flew into town for Christmas, we have had two large dinner celebrations, two days of opening presents, my older sisters entire family made the drive from Cheney to spend some days with our growing family (15 and counting…) and laughing until my stomach hurts are how my snowy days have been like for me.

A photo explosion will now follow. Your welcome.

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Hope that you and your family had a beautiful Christmas & are having fun creating memories on New Years Day.  I have been enjoying an over abundance of love.  I likey.  & speaking of that, I can hear big brother starting to stir in his crib… clinky clinky, cheers!

sheet of powder

We finally woke up to snow! After all it is December, right people? Our valley usually gets an abundance of snow, and by now usually the ground has been covered with that beautiful white stuff for a while… But no, not this year. So when I woke up yesterday morning and we had a sheet of powder gazing back at us I thought, yes!! I can finally tell Kellan what it is. You see last year he was to young to understand, but this year I knew he would get it.

IMG_5235 IMG_5237 IMG_5238I got myself out of my warm bed, went into his room and he was pointing up at me saying “Mama”, I couldn’t control my giddyness so I chuckled. Then I went over to the window gently pulled the drapes to the side, and lifted up the blinds, went back and picked Kellan up and pointed outside. He looked at me with my mouth wide open and he mimicked me. His jaw dropped and he looked outside. I told him “That’s snow booboo”, he replied, “hhsnOw”… Mr. Smartypants could say snow! Hallelujah!

We walked downstairs and he ran over to the window by the Christmas tree and pointed and kept on saying “hhsnOw, hhsnOw”, to which I replied, “Yes Kellan thats right, that IS snow”. Children need positive affirmation, and I was sure as heck gunna do that. Then, i though to myself, what would go good with our snowy morning? Homemade cinnamon rolls of course. So I started baking. I will share this recipe with you because they were oooey-gooey and tasted like heaven.

Cinnamon Rolls

Makes: 10-12 rolls

Ingredients:

Dough:

2 cups flour

2 TBSP sugar

4 tsp baking powder

1 tsp salt

3 TBSP unsalted butter

¾ cup milk

Filling:

4 TBSP unsalted butter

1 cup brown sugar or 1 cup white sugar

3 tsp cinnamon

Glaze:

½ cup powdered sugar

¼ cup milk

 Directions:

  1. Preheat oven to 400°.
  2. For the filling, in a small bowl combine softened butter, brown sugar and cinnamon to form a crumbly mixture (use a fork).
  3. Spray the bottom of a round 9” baking pan with Pam Butter spray.  Then sprinkle ½ the mixture over the bottom of the 9” pan.
  4. In a large bowl mix together the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt.
  5. Cut in softened butter.
  6. Stir in the milk to form a soft dough.
  7. Roll out the dough on a lightly floured surface.  Try to make it into a rectangle about ¼ inch thick.
  8. Spread the remaining filling on the rolled out dough.
  9. Roll up the rectangle, with a sharp knife slice into 10-12 small rolls.
  10. Bake for 22 minutes.
  11. For glaze, combine powdered sugar and milk in a small bowl and stir until smooth.
  12. Once rolls are finished, drizzle on glaze and serve warm.

Might I suggest you make these for Christmas morning?  They are quick to whip up and your babies will love them!  I plan on doing this for my family.  Just a thought.  Enjoy.

“I can go at any time.”

I have been a little M.I.A. for the past week and a half.  I will explain everything.  I’ve got good reasons.  Let’s start from where I left off last time, shall we?

I have been showering my lil’ boy with loads of love, completing all my “nesting” projects, and have learned to take it easy.  For the past few weeks I have been making myself little “to-do” lists for the week.  This is so I don’t feel overwhelmed, I get to “check off” items on my chores list, and feel a sense of accomplishment.  (With this big ol’ belly getting in the way of pretty much every day simple tasks, everything takes me double the time.  Having a list keeps me on track, and doesn’t scare me away from doing them.)  My thinking has led me to just acknowledge all the new adventures our family will embark upon, and we are all ready to do this thing!  This leads me into a new area…

I am now 38 weeks & 3 days pregnant.  My tummy is as hard as a rock, it is huge (my older brother Alex asked me if I was having twins… thanks for the self-esteem booster brother!), and we are finishing up the last little decorative things I wanted to do in the nursery.  I am in the beginning stages of labor.  I have been having contractions (Braxton-Hicks) every day now, multiple times each day, I am dilated, I am effaced, I am exhausted.  I feel like:

“I can go at any time.”-Arnie

“Arnie, no!”-Gilbert

“Anytime.” –Arnie

Tell me you have seen What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?  If you haven’t it is one of my favorite movies, and I highly suggest you run to the store and buy it.  You will not be disappointed.

But yes, back to my pregnant self, I am anxious and excited.  I am a little nervous, just for the contractions and labor part.  I have done it before, but each birth is a little different, and I just hope for the best.  I know how much pain I will be in, that is no shock, but just finally getting to meet our lil’ boy will be pure & utter bliss.  My sister, Carly, decided a few weeks ago that I must have a baby shower for this lil’ guy.  Who am I to stop her?  Eating good food, seeing my friends, chatting it up, playing games, opening gifts… and when will this take place you ask?  Why tomorrow at 4 o’clock in the afternoon.  So, I just have to wait until after tomorrow evening and then I can go into full-on labor.  I honestly think he will stay put until Tuesday, but you never know.  I could start getting hard contractions any minute.  Labor is such a game of guess when?  You never know.  A mother’s instinct is usually correct, and I believe that he will grace us early next week… but like I said you never know.

Tomorrow will be such a beautiful day, I have my outfit picked out, my high-heel boots ready to squeeze my tootsies into, and I am ready to see all my friends (and their babies), not to mention there could be four or five other pregnant women in attendance!  Yippy!!  Such a fabulous time in my life right now, right before the birth of our second baby, getting showered with love, it is truly an amazing thing.

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On a totally separate note a holiday came & went.  Halloween 2012!  Yes we celebrate, we usually carve our pumpkins, we go to at least one spooky party, and of course we eat our fill of fun size Butterfingers.  This year I had high hopes of being extra festive and going to an actual pumpkin patch and searching for our perfect pumpkins.  I wanted to dress us all in nice clothes with accents of oranges, reds or yellows, take a billion pictures, and drink some hot apple cider.  Sadly this did not happen.  We did venture out to a local pumpkin patch called “The Patch”, which was not open, so that idea got botched.  On our way home I proclaimed, “Next weekend we are going to Smallwoods Harvest and picking out our pumpkins there!”  Knowing that they would have just as many pumpkins, plus Kellan would get to see the animals they have there.  The weekend rolled around and we did not drive out to Smallwoods.  I was a little bummed, but knew we could get our pumpkins at our local Fred Meyers.  Ahh yes, that is what we did.  Not as magical as I had wanted it to be, but Kellan did enjoy picking out his pumpkin and painting it. 

That’s what it’s all about.  Seeing your children’s eyes light up, having the opportunity to do something crafty or new exciting them makes it fun for the parents to witness.  Creating memories, really getting into the holidays, making it fun for them, all these things wrapped up into one makes me very enthusiastic about the upcoming holidays that are quickly approaching.  Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years.  Not to mention five birthdays to celebrate between these three holidays.  But in order for me to relax and enjoy every moment, I need to tell myself constantly to slow down & live in the present.  Usually the holidays give me anxiety, all the buying, wrapping, thinking up ideas to do with the family, just the excitement of it all.  I always want to do it all, knowing I can’t; I strive to do it anyway.

I got side-tracked there.  Sorry.  Halloween 2012!  Okay, so we ended up doing our pumpkins the morning of the 31st, Kellan didn’t know any different.  He got to paint his pumpkin, I scooped out all the seeds of our three pumpkins and roasted them in the oven, and then I used a sparkly paint and painted our other two pumpkins myself.  Noel usually carves all three for us, but because we were a little late this year, we had to improvise.  Mommy took charge, I am not strong enough to carve, so paint it was.  We also went to a Halloween party at my sister in laws home; which was amazing!  I made some edible eyeballs, cut up fresh veggies and made an onion dip to go along with that.  Then I doubled a batch of fresh homemade sugar cookies and iced the cats black, the pumpkins red and white (Freddy’s ran out of orange, thank you Fred Meyers!) and pureed a pumpkin dip for the cookies.  It was quite tasty.  The party was fun, all the kiddos really enjoyed themselves and everyone dressed up in costume of course.  Kellan was batman, Noel was Robin and I was a vampiress vixen.  Thank you Leah for hosting this fabulous party!

October 31st, was an overall cold and gloomy day in our valley.  It usually is for Halloween, mark my words, for the past decade, every time this ghostly holiday rolls around our town turns into a scary city.  The clouds hang above us, the streets look a bit darker, the costumes look even scarier and the people get more festive.  & by festive I mean they add way more fake blood to their faces and dress in black from H to T baby!  (That’s a phrase from America’s Next Top Model, it means Head to Toe, and yes I still watch it even though I am 27 years young thank you very much…)  Our friends, Morgan and Whitney have a little munchkin named Mack who is now 10 months old and Kellan loves him!  We have a few pictures of Mack on our fridge and every day, Kellan points to them and says “Makk, Makk!!!”  So cute.  The six of us went trick-or-treating down on the Avenue this year.  The men pulled the two boys in our Radio Flyer wagon up and down the Ave. and it was just so nice seeing everyone elses costumes, as well as being part of this Wenatchee tradition.  I have never been down there for this occasion, but I think it was a good way to spend it with friends, plus our boys loved it!  They couldn’t stop smiling & neither could we.

…and yes back to the upcoming holidays… This year will be quite different.  I will have a newborn, a toddler, a husband (who by the way, decided to make new shelves in our garage, so I get a constant ‘hack hack, or zzzzzzzz noise’ coming from the garage… but the finished product will look amazing!) and this year I am going to ask Noel for more help with the buying and wrapping of the gifts.  He is always eager and willing to help me, it’s my problem because I have to ASK for help.  I am not good at doing this.  He knows that.  So hopefully our worlds will collide and he will just do it without me really asking for help.  We will see what happens, heck I still have 3 weeks before Thanksgiving and 7 and a half weeks before Christmas.  I got this.

…he will always be my little boy.

We had a lovely holiday on Wednesday… the 4th of July was special, yet again.  Last year Kellan was a nursing baby, and did not do a whole lot.  This year was quite different.  Noel, Kellan and myself spent the entire day at my parents home.  We took a walk down to the park (where the fireworks are set off every year), Kellan tried his first snow-cone (did not like it, odd??), we listened to two bands, played in the pool, and I took a load of pictures.  It was peaceful.  Kellan did great!  Because I like to coordinate my desserts/food that I bring according to the theme, I made appropriate color treats.  Red-white-&-blue cupcakes, Pretzel Sparklers, Rice crispy treats, I bought some Ranier cherries on my way over to my parents house, and I also made a 7 layer mexican dip with chips.  My Mom looked up a recipe for layered drinks.  So we tried that, and mission accomplished!  It was a bit tricky, but they looked fabulous.  My Dad barbecued rib-eye steaks, there was homemade beans (Pioneer Woman recipe, to die for!!!!), and a green salad.

We did not buy any fireworks this year, so I am hoping that next year, when we will have two little boys, we can buy our own and have our own get together at our home.  Our two boys will get to watch our very own personal firework show and I think that will be more entertaining for them then staying up until 10:30pm to watch the BIG show that the city of Wenatchee puts on.  That is what would make me happy… hopefully my household of boys will let Momma bear do that, we will see…

My wish for this year was to keep Kellan up until the firework show at 10:30pm.  It was hard to do since his usual bedtime is around 7:45pm every night.  He lasted until 10 minutes before the show.  Then as soon as the first big boom went off, he opened up his eyes and watched the entire show in his Daddy’s arms.  I might have watched Kellan and Noel more than the firework show, and that is just fine with me.  I have seen a million fireworks go off, but to see their eyes light up and see their heads tilted in towards one another in comfort of the cool evening, it was magical, all in itself.  I am so blessed.  Love is just what our family is.  Everything about it.  I think I still kiss Kellan 4389 times a day and I don’t care.  He is such a sweet boy and telling him “I love you lil booboo” and kissing him on the forehead or his lil’ toes makes me happy.  I think he might be getting it, this thing called love.  Either way I will continue to shower him with love and affection until he has his own family… and even then he will always be my little boy.

Hope everyone had a fabulous 4th of July!  Below are some photos of our day:

[the tiny silver circles are the actual cannons that shoot off the fireworks into the air… pretty impressive if you ask me…]

[our second 4th of July as a family of three, & also our last!]

I am 21 weeks and one day pregnant in the picture above, a small bump, but it is there!  Can’t wait until next year when I get to celebrate the 4th with my three boys!!!  Horray!

Happy New Years!

Happy New Years!

What an amazing year 2011 has been for me!  The most memorable year yet… this is due to my beautiful baby boy’s birth.  I remember it like it was yesterday and I am extremely sad that in 3 months he will be the big numero uno!  He literally melts my heart.  Every.  Single.  Day.  I can’t get enough of him.  Seriously.  Noel and I celebrated our first year of being married in May, we had ourselves a baby Kellan, and it was just overall fabulous.  Although it is weird to me that I am getting older every year, I feel like my age has stopped at 23 for some reason.  Now I’m only 26, but I feel like I have lived man.  I have a loving husband, we have started our family, if something tragic were to happen to myself, I would know that I have lived.  Having a family is what life is all about, and I am so happy that we have one of our own.  I sincerely hope that everyone had a lovely New Years Eve and is having a beautiful New Years Day!

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