Last Wednesday, Emma had her winter dance recital. She was giddy and so excited about her big night. My girl loves being on stage and did a wonderful job. She did have a little stage fright during rehearsal, but she quickly got over that and made her big dancing debut. When we arrived at the recital venue, Emma saw the big, bright sign at the entrance. “Why isn’t my name up there, Momma,” she asked. I just smiled but inside I said, “soon, my daughter, soon.” This girl is bound for the spotlight.
Call me picky but I have never found a tree topper that I like. This year, I decided to make one. I had a few sticks left over from my Halloween and fall decorations and an idea, perhaps I can make a star out of those sticks. A few drops of hot glue and some hemp and finally, a tree topper that I approve of. I even made an extra star to place on some bookshelves.
This year, I decided to keep the holidays simple in our home. This includes decorating. Many of our decorations didn’t make it out of the attic this year. But we have the basics, the tree, some garland and a few handmade crafts. I decided to fill an empty frame with a tree made out of washi tape. I tore the edges rather than cut them perfect because, well, I didn’t want it to look perfect. And in its imperfection, it is in fact, perfect.
Our home is celebrating a birthday today. Seven years ago, I boarded a plane in California in route to Texas. Eli sat on my lap while I stared out the window and cried. I just left a place I called home for 26 years and I was heartbroken and crazy excited all at the same time.
I often ask David silly random questions. After 13 years of marriage, he’s gotten used to them and always plays along. Typically the questions are something like “would you rather live in the mountains or at the beach?” Or, “what’s your favorite candy?” Silly questions that I really do know the answer to, but I guess I’m just asking them again to see if his answer has changed. So today, I asked him, “do you think we made a good decision by moving to Texas?” I know the answer to this one too…which is “hmmmm, YES!” But, I had to ask it again. “I think it was a necessary move,” he responded, which was a completely new response from the previous 100 times I’ve asked. “It’s hard to imagine what our lives would be like if we didn’t make the move,” he continued.
On the 7th birthday of our home, I celebrated. I celebrated by admiring all 2000 square feet of our home and smiling for what it has become. How it has transformed over the years. How it’s the only home Eli remembers and the only home Emma has known. How Easton is growing so quickly within its walls. I admired the imperfections and that darn half moon window at the front that has driven me crazy for all these years. I love this home and I’m sure it won’t be the last home we own, but there is no doubt in my mind, that this home will be remembered as the best home we’ve ever owned. It’s simple and amazing and worth those tears I shed on the plane ride here.
This week, you turned 5 months old. I love counting the months with you and watching you change daily. The first 12 months of a child’s life is so amazing. Here are some random details about life with you at 5 months old…
-Every morning when you wake, your sister practically announces to the world that you’re awake. Then she proceeds to invade your personal space and exam to see if you’ve grown more hair over night. Then, she announces to the world that you have more hair.
-You poop. A lot.
-There’s something super special about your eyes. Seriously, the way you look at me is crazy intense. You stare at me like I’m the only person in the world who matters. It’s the best.
-You do not like sleeping in your crib. So, my dear, you sleep with your dad and I. And honestly, I love it. You’ll have the rest of your life to sleep by yourself. Right now, I want you with me.
-I really think you’re wanting real food. You’ve been a momma’s milk only baby but I don’t think it’s cutting it anymore.
-Your baby rolls are coming along quite nicely. You could use a few more though.
-Nearly every morning, at 4am, you wake and start blowing raspberries.
-You smile all the time. And your smiles cheer me up when I’m all grumps.
The weather has now turned chilly in Texas. You and I will make it through the winter by cuddling. A lot.
Happy 5 months my sweet Easton Maxwell.
If you know Emma, you know she’s destine for the stage. She even asked if we could move to Hollywood so she could be on t.v. She’s spunky and she’s sweet and there’s a million other Emma’s in this world, but my Emma is different.
I pulled out my camera tripod the other day. Emma, sweet Emma, attached her camera to the tripod and has been making videos of herself ever since.
I remember when Emma was just a few months old. I would stare at her and wonder what her voice was going to sound like. I was new at being a girl mom and I knew it would be completely different than my previous experience of motherhood. Her voice arrived and it was perfect. It fit her like a glove, just like her name. Her personality is so her as well. She has energy like no other. She can scream and make the walls of the house shake. She is so loving and just yesterday, as I was holding Easton and pacing the house to calm him down, she said, “when I have my baby, I want to do what you do.” “You will be an amazing mother,” I replied. And with her sweet Emma voice, she replied, “because I’ll be like you.”
Before Easton was born, I had a list of things I wanted to get done around the house. The typical nesting momma things, yes. But, I had two big ‘to do’s’ on my list that this momma couldn’t tackle…even if I wasn’t pregnant. The first was to replace our wall to wall carpet with wood floors. We did this and my goodness, it was the BEST decision we could have made. After the wood flooring was in, we replaced the carpet in all four bedrooms, again, best thing ever. The last item on the list was to finish our patio. And boy, did we finished it. We spend a lot of time outdoors so this was money well spent. The patio is perfect, but the cherry on top involved two strands of clear globe lights.
Tonight is a chilly night in Texas. There will be no jumping on the trampoline or swinging on the swing until sunset. The grill is not fired up. There will be no dinner outdoors. The patio will be vacant, but the lights will still glow. They will glow because they are perfect and beautiful and I love them even from inside our home.
I’ve always loved Halloween. It’s even more fun with children! This year, Eli was Willie from Duck Dynasty, Emma was Snow White and Easton was Batman. We live in the best neighborhood for trick or treating, the streets come alive Halloween night and so many homes participate with decorations. It’s the best. This Halloween, our neighbors were out cooking for the neighborhood, so we headed to their house to pickup dinner. David had a loaded potato, I had a BBQ sandwich, and the kids had giant corn dogs. We handed out candy at our house, then headed out for an hour of trick or treating. The highlight of the night was a dad who was driving his daughter around the neighborhood on his riding lawnmower. Our goal was to get 10 houses or so ahead of the lawnmower man, but goodness…he was too fast for us and kept catching up.
It was a perfect night and a perfect first Halloween for our baby boy.
The 7th anniversary of our home is just around the corner. This time, 7 years ago, we purchased a blank canvas of an unfinished home. Almost 2 months later, the home was complete and we moved in. Over the years, this home of ours has taught me so much about, well…life.
This home, this little speck of a portion of this big bad world, has taught me to look at the big picture. In searching for this home, it was oh so easy to get caught up in the world of the fancy details involved in home building. Granite countertops, vaulted ceilings, crown moldings, upgrades, upgrades, upgrades. All those upgrades are beautiful, and cannot be found in my home. My upgrades can be found outside.
This home has taught me to look around. To look out the windows. To spend quiet and noisy moments outdoors. To dig in the dirt and get my hands dirty. To grow something I never thought I could grow. To stop and watch the sunset. And to embrace rising early in the morning because a beautiful sunrise is worth it.
This home is like my marriage, I just love it more and more as the years go by.