Getting in the Christmas spirit

Hubby is out for the night, a pot of chili is simmering on the stove, Christmas jams are filling the air and the littles are working on making the tree pretty.

Over the years, I’ve released my death grip on decorating the tree to perfection. I must say that I’m not sure why I held on so tight. It’s much more relaxing to sit back and let the kids decorate the tree. And, the older they get, the better they get at decorating. The first year tested my OCD tendencies, but this year they are doing a bang up job! They enjoy doing it, they’re usually sweet to each other while doing it and I can relax and enjoy the night.

Between finally getting the tree up, buying a few presents and reading my Blogging for Books holiday book, I’m slooowly getting in the spirit of the season.

Hopefully I’ll get more of my shopping done this weekend and feel a little less overwhelmed with everything that needs to get done.

How’s everyone doing on their shopping? Are you an early bird or a procrastinator like me?

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First day of school = Wahoooooo!

It’s the first day of school!  Woot woot!!  Back to Starbucks lattes & browsing Target alone, back to doing whatever the heck I want to during the day, back to working out, back to eating lunch while catching up on an adult tv show, back to reading a book midday with no interruptions…the list goes on, but you get the idea.

Don’t get me wrong.  Seeing the kids grow up is bittersweet.  I already long for their toddler days where we just hung out together and Eric & I were the most important things in the world to them.  I loved teaching them the alphabet, making farm animal noises and having little toddler conversations.  I know I’m biased and all, but they were pretty sweet back then.  So filled with wonder and excitement.

But, time flies…and they grow older…

Gone are the days that I can do the tiniest thing and have C erupt in a fit of giggles…Now if I do something silly, she just gives me a look and tells me I’m not funny or looks at me with a “you’re a dork” look

Gone are the days that I rock H to sleep as he snuggles into my arms…he still snuggles for a minute now, but it’s not the same

They can’t stay little forever though, nor would I want them to.  I like that they are getting older.  They are growing and changing into little adults that I am proud to call my own.

My big 7th grader will be 13 in a few weeks and while most days she is still that sweet girl I remember, there are other days when her inner teen is unleashed.  She is a bright, talented, empathetic, loving little lady and I’m excited to see the woman she will become.  I know she’s gonna be amazing!

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H is a safety patrol in 5th grade this year.  Last year was the first year that I didn’t take BOTH of the kids to school and walk them in.  This year is the first year that I didn’t walk either of them in.  I watched C drive away with daddy and I dropped H off in the car line because he had to report for safety patrol duty.  It felt wrong.  Like a bad dream where you’re doing something so strange and not at all what you’re supposed to be doing.  School doesn’t start until 9am, but when I dropped H off at 8:25, there was a huge crowd of parents & students waiting to get into the building.  It felt very weird to just drop him off, but I knew that getting out and going up to the door was pointless.  It was sad to just tell him goodbye on his way out of the car though. 🙁

He has always been my baby boy.  He was a bit of a high maintenance little dude when he was younger and even though he drove me insane sometimes, I think I like that he “need”ed me so much.  I have to say though, he’s growing into quite the little man…smart, handsome, funny, talented, driven and chivalrous…I couldn’t ask for more!

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My life :: in a nutshell

So, there’s this blog challenge that I learned about today on Saturated Canary.  It’s a blog everyday in May challenge that Jenni, from Story of My Life is leading us in.  I’m one day behind already, but I’m not letting that deter me.  I don’t plan on blogging every day, but maybe I’ll blog more than usual and maybe you’ll learn a little more (maybe too much?) about me.  😉  Click that little pic below to see the challenge and join in!


Day 1, Wednesday Thursday: The story of your life in 250 words or less

Here goes…

I’m a Floridian born and raised. When I got married we had brief stints in Savannah, GA and Raleigh, NC, but once I got pregnant, we came back to FL to be around family.

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I’m from a family of 4 siblings (youngest brother wasn’t born yet in above pic) and was the baby of the family for 8.5 yrs…then my brother came along and ruined my fun.  Haha..j/k.  I loved having a baby brother to play mommy to.  *fun fact…My sister is 9yrs older than I am and I am 9 yrs older than my brother.  Then my other brother is thrown in the middle of my sister and I.  He had fun torturing us as the middle child.

I’m the only one of my siblings that did not play a musical instrument in school.  The piano was the only instrument I was interested in, but we couldn’t afford to buy one for the house, thus…nothing to practice on.

We moved to a neighboring city the summer before my senior year of HS.  Since we moved to a different county, I had to change schools.  I cried several days during the first few weeks of school and I’m pretty sure I made my mom feel terrible (being a mom, I imagine she must have spent some time feeling sad for me and maybe cried a few times herself).  I’m not very outgoing, so making friends was (is) difficult.  Thankfully I found a crazy New Yorker to befriend (another new girl) who was very outgoing so I piggybacked of her socialization.  Her name was Katie too.  Most people would ask Katie ____ or other Katie.  I was “other Katie” every single time.  Hey, I’m not going to complain.  Without her, I would have been “who’s Katie?”.  Plus, because of her and who she knew, I met my husband in HS.  We wouldn’t meet up again and fall in love until 1.5 yrs later, but that was where we first met.

My twenties are a blur…Got married at 20, had babies at 22 and 25.  Spent most of the decade learning how to be a wife and mother.

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Now, I spend my time…being a wife & mom (toting kids to and from school/events, helping with homework, making ordering dinner, trying to be a good wife), addicted to social media (FB, twitter, pinterest, instagram), blogging about anything that’s on my mind, shopping (making up for lost years of not shopping because I didn’t like the way anything looked on me), taking pretty pictures, trying to stay fit & healthy, and working on figuring out who I am and what I want to do when I grow up.

Whoops…I didn’t count, but I’m pretty sure I went over 250.  :oP