Thursday, June 29, 2017

Off to LH Camp

On Monday morning, Finn left for Long Hollow's Kids Camp.  It is an overnight camp in East Tennessee.  His morning started in my bed.  Since we was going to be gone for a couple of days he asked if he could sleep with me.

We arrived at church at 7:00.  Sam insisted that he be permitted to carry/roll Finn's suitcase.  

Then we went to check out the buses.  Finn was excited to be chartering to camp. You can see the nerves setting in. 

Then it was time to meet up with their group.  I met Finn's counselor, gave Finn a hug, and we said our goodbyes. It was at that point that Finn ran after me (being chased by his counselor), in tears, and begged me (in a whisper) to take him home.  I comforted him for a while - which just made the situation worse.  After a few minutes  I told Finn that I he was going to go to camp and no amount of tears or begging would make me change my mind.  He was not happy with my answer, but went without a fight nonetheless. 

By the time we got out to the parking lot, Sam was crying because he missed Finn. Will was fussing too - for what reason, who knows!  So all three of my children spent the morning in tears. It was turning out to be a great day. 

Around 8:45 Finn's counselor sent me these pictures.  I was relieved to see that Finn was at least pretending to be okay. 

Later that evening Will practiced being "big."  He ate, attempted to go down the stairs, and sat on the couch like a big boy. 

Monday, June 26, 2017

Will is One

On Thursday, Will turned one year old.  It has been a strange first year.  Strange in that it went really slow for the first six months and then flew by the next six months.  Our whole house was exhausted when we brought him home.  He didn't sleep well - at all - and he cried if we weren't holding him. I probably held Will more than any of my other babies because he was so fussy.  For the first six months, I didn't put him down for more than a few minutes at a time. He was always with me.  If I was working out - he was in the garage; if I was getting ready for work - he was in the bathroom; if I was eating dinner - he was sitting in my lap.  He also slept with me for the first six months so we spent a lot of time snuggling.   But at 8 months, something changed. Will became pretty independent.  He doesn't let me rock him or even hold him anymore unless I am standing up.  I am glad that I don't have to hold him all the time, but I am a little sad that my last baby won't let me rock him at night.  It's probably for the best though.  If he were a sweet, cuddly baby, I would probably be actively regretting having my tubes tied.  As it stands, I am confident in my decision.

Will was a month premature, so he is quite a bit smaller than Finn and Sam were at one. He can say a few things (not well).  He calls me "ma ma ma" he calls Michael "da" he says "up" a little bit.  He no longer takes a bottle.  He has branched way out into the world of food.  He prefers to feed himself, but will let me feed him oatmeal in the mornings.  He ate lasagna for the first time on Wednesday evening and loved it.  There is very little he won't eat - as long as he can do it himself.

He pulls up on everything and walks while holding onto the furniture.  He can climb up the stairs with relative ease (just not down).   He has become a champion sleeper and takes two naps each day during the weekends.

He desperately needs a haircut, but I can't bring myself to cut off his little curls.  He is really, really ticklish.  Right now his favorite thing to do is stick his pointer finger in my mouth and have me pretend to bite it.  He is obsessed with Michael.  Michael gets the biggest smiles and warmest welcomes.   He loves going to daycare.  He loves being upstairs in the playroom.  He loves music and moves with the beat. He still loves baths. He loves his lion.

He has a very strong personality - easily the strongest of all the boys.  Like Sam, he has a temper, but he is strong willed and doesn't give up easily. With Godly direction, he has a chance to be a world changer.

Oatmeal on his birthday.

Climbing the stairs. 

On Thursday, his actual birthday, Michael and I gave him is first taste of cake.  The boys were out of town, so it was nice to spend a quite night with Will.  I can't speak for Michael, but it gave me time to really stop and appreciate both him and the fact that these moments are fleeting. 

He immediately tore the cake apart from the icing and started eating the cake.  He liked it, but he didn't seem too impressed. 

But then he discovered the icing.  This is how it ate it.  He held it right on his mouth and sucked the icing through. He didn't put it down until it had completely dissolved in his mouth. 

This was Will's response to eating icing.  He was so happy. 

Happy Birthday Will.  We love you so much.

Friday, June 16, 2017

New stuff for Will

Will watching his brothers and his dad playing basketball. 

This past week, Will has been an only child.  Finn and Sam have been with Nana so Will has had the house, and the boy's toys all to himself. 

We are almost completely finished with bottles.  After five (5) attempts, we have finally found a sippy cup that Will likes. And, its pink. 

Will loves this lion/blanket thingy.  Its stays in his bed and he sleeps with it every night.  The other night Will crawled into his bedroom, grabbed his lion from in between the crib slats and brought it into the TV room.

Will's bath-time hair. 

Will is starting to take an interest in television. 

He is also consistently sleeping through the night. 


Last week Sam came home from summer camp professing his new found understanding of yoga. He demonstrated as follows:

Thursday, June 8, 2017

No More Cast

On Monday I took Finn to the doctor to get his cast off.  He was so excited.  The doctor's office had called me three times and left those automated messages reminding me of our appointment on Monday at 8:00.  We arrived right on time - bursting with anticipation.  However, we were bummed to learn that the appointment was actually scheduled for the next day (Tuesday).  So much for the automated system.  A bit annoyed, I asked if they could work us in.  The kind nurse smiled and said cheerily "Sure! But we are double and triple booked this morning so I can't promise when we will be able to work you in."  As politely as I could muster, I told her that I could not wait due to my work schedule and we left.  Side note: I can't stand doctor's offices.  If I double and triple booked clients - I wouldn't have any.  What makes me even madder is the realization that I am completely at their mercy because I can't cut that cast off myself (nor would it be wise to do so).

So . . . Take 2.  Finn got his cast off on Tuesday.  He was so relieved.  The doctor told us that his arm looked great, but that it would feel weird for a while.

Finn was bothered by the amount of dead skin on his arm.  He spent the rest of the morning sloughing it off, undoubtedly in the back seat of my van. 

Later that evening we met some friends from Sunday School and D-Group out on the lake.  Jody and CJ have a great boat and graciously invited us and our kids to chill out on Old Hickory.   They picked us up at Station Camp Creek Boat dock around 5:15 and we stayed out until dark. 

Will hated his life jacket - but I was able to get him to wear at least half of the life jacket approximately 50% of the time.  That counts, right?

Elena and Jody - part of my D-Group. 

Our D-group didn't get to officially meet this week so I was really excited to get to hang with the girls.  While we didn't do much "d-grouping," I did say my verses and Elena challenged all the wealthy people of Sumner County to sell their earthly possession (i.e. their huge lake homes) and follow Jesus.  

After dinner, the kids got in the water and swam for a few minutes.  Finn and Cameron really enjoyed swimming.  Sam panicked and, though wearing a life jacket, knew for sure that he was slowing drowning. The boys' favorite part of the evening was watching CJ wake board.  They thought it was the coolest thing they had ever seen in real life.  Any time he would go over the wake, they would hoot and holler and generally freak out.  They told Jody and CJ's son Cameron that "his dad was the coolest guy ever." I would say that it doesn't take much to impress them, but after my multiple failed attempts, I can't make that claim. 

 Afterwards Dustin, Elena and I took a turn about.  We were terrible - AND I earned another enormous bruise (picture infra).  But, the boys were proud of me for jumping in that freezing cold lake and giving it the "old college try."  

Our group picture, minus Jody. From the top: Eric, Amanda, Dustin, JC with Cameron.  Bottom:  Michael with Will, Finn, Sam, Me, Elena and Eli (Eric and Amanda's son). 

Look at my handsome husband!  Oh, and while, at first glance, it looks like Finn is flipping off the camera, he is actually just throwing a gang sign. Kidding. 

Thanksgiving 2017

 The Begley crew arrived at Nana and Papa's house on Wednesday night around supper time.  We unpacked and set the boys up in their new ...