Friday, June 12, 2015

18 Months

Happy 18 Months! 

Fun facts for month eighteen:
Weight: -
Height: - 
Eating: 3 meals a day, 1-2 snacks (he will eat any time you offer him food)
Sleeping: all night, two naps a day (although headed toward 1 nap)
Diapers: size 4
Clothing: 12-18 months, 18 months

What's new for month seventeen:  
  • He says "I do", "cheese" (as in smiling for pictures), "bowl", "me", "bubble" and is combining lots of words "no, thank you" "yes please" "hi daddy" "bye bye daddy", "I le doo" (I love you)
  • He is trying to say almost any word we ask of him
  • If I say, "Guess what?" He says "I le doo!" because I always say that to him :)
  • He is correctly answering questions with yes or no
  • He is saying please when he wants more! Less tantrums! He is also pointing and saying please to show us if he wants something different. 
  • When he greets or says goodbye to anyone, he tacks "daddy" on the end. It doesn't matter who you are or if daddy is even present. 
  • He can point to his nose, mouth, and belly button (he is working on his feet)
  • He loves to give me raspberries
  • He blows kisses for fun
  • He has so many funny sounds he likes to make 
  • He grunts and points when he wants to talk about something
  • He says "no, no, no, no" and points if he wants something (trying to teach him to say "please" instead)
  • He loves to roll the cars really fast and laugh (while trying to do a version of a car noise)
  • He loves any kind of fast movement, throwing, or swinging
  • He does "moo" for the cow, "nay!" (high pitched) for the horse, and a funny gutteral noise that is meant to sound like rawr for bears and lions
  • We are reading a lot these days - his favorite books are the clock/time book (praying at different times a day book), the Baby Sees... book, the Little Blue Truck, Pride & Prejudice babylit, and Sense & Sensibility babylit
  • He is getting more aggressive since his threenager sister has been a bit aggressive with him - we are trying to teach them both that it's not the best way to deal with conflict. 
  • He loves the sandbox and the little pool/slide combo
  • His hair is getting much longer! 
  • He is running everywhere and can climb stairs pretty well. If you hold both hands, he even takes them one step at a time.

Art that surprises

In college I loved taking all of the classes in my Russian minor. I fell in love with this language, but also the culture. I took one class all about Russian art throughout many different periods of time. We looked at paintings, read plays, and more. It was such an incredible class with a quirky, hilarious teacher.

One artist that I became deeply interested in was Mikhail Vrubel. He had such an interesting way of using colors, showing dimensions, and everything he did had a haunting quality about it. He had a series of paintings having to do with a "demon" that really took my breath away. Above is just one of that series and was always my favorite. Everything about this painting pulls me in and says something to me. It also really challenges all of my ideas of what a demon would look like and even feel like. I love how you get a window into someone's mind when you see their work.

Tamara dancing for the demon. It seems weird to me that I am so captivated by a series of artwork that relies so heavily on a demon, but none of them seem dark like I would expect. They are so haunting and yet so beautiful. Maybe that's what demons are really like. They are the fallen angels of God, are they not? Beautiful to behold, but darkened by the fall.

The Swan Princess. This one is not one of the demon related ones, but still has some of those same aspects. This woman is incredibly beautiful, yet haunting and dark. I cannot even put it into words. I hope you enjoy his work as much as I did.

Join me as I tackle 300 writing prompts! Today's prompt - What is your favorite work of art and what do you love about it?

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Surviving 3

The flames lit on their little heads and bravely and dangerously went they onward. - Garrison Keillor

Lately, I have lost a bit of my theme for this year. My husband and I decided on two words that would sum up how we wanted to live this year - Brave. Adventure. We mean it in so many ways too - physically, emotionally, spiritually. We want to be all in, living life to the fullest.

But something happened that changed things a bit....RB turned 3.

Now this may not sound like a big deal to you, but something in my little one turned on that has changed our lives. She has discovered how to be defiant. We are dealing with more meltdowns (usually for not getting what she wants or not being quite old enough/big enough to accomplish a task) than ever before. It is one of the hardest seasons I have ever been through with her. I have started to feel like she may have some sensory needs (though not as extreme as many) that need to be met, we are changing discipline styles right now, and her little brother is old enough to get in her way a bit more. It's a hard time for my little girl who does not like change. She is changing and I think she really does not understand how to handle it any more than I do. We are both stuck handling an overabundance of emotion without knowing exactly the healthy outlets. So we are working on it, we are teaching, we are trying to be patient/gentle/kind, but it is hard y'all.

So I want to be honest that in the crazy I have lost site of being brave and having an adventure. I have turned into survival mode and am having a hard time turning that off. Here's to rededicating. Here's to going on walks, splashing in puddles, learning about Jesus, exploring hard questions, meeting our neighbors, trying new food, sharing the Gospel, making forts, and sleeping in tents. Here's to our brave and adventure.

But also, here's to realizing that this new phase of her life is a part of our brave adventure. Loving our kiddos with patience, kindness, gentleness, and dolling out unconditional love like it grows on trees is one of the bravest things I have ever had to do. I cannot control her responses to me and have heard many phrases from her mouth that have hurt my heart, but I will continue loving. I will be brave to love her when she cannot receive it nor appreciate it. I will be brave to give more chances, extend grace, and find healthy outlets for my own emotions and triggers. I will be brave to find a discipline style that works for her while communicating grace and love simultaneously. I will bring adventure into our lives. I will not let the difficulties overwhelm me where I no longer enjoy being all in for my children. I will not check out. I will chase bad guys, build caves, read books, pick flowers, and have adventures big and small with my littles. I will help them have big imaginations. I will help them play with each other and show them that not all adventures require mommy even if that hurts my pride a bit.

So here we go. Let's get back on this brave adventure.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Our Lazy Day

So, I'll be honest. I'm not good at having a "lazy" day. The husb wants to hang out in our pajamas all day, play around the house, snack, and then watch movies during nap time. I want to go have adventures! (Don't hear me say that either is right or wrong, we are just so different) So this Memorial Day, we tried to do a little of both.

I started out the morning at 4:30am heading to my first Camp Gladiator (fitness boot camp) and that gave me so much energy for the day! They worked us really hard, but I am so glad I did it. Although I will say I am covered in mosquito bites. Note to self: bring bug spray, and an extra bottle of water. P.s. I have started drinking lemon in my water when I'm going to be hot and it really does make me feel like the water doesn't get so gross when it's lukewarm and I am heating up. It helps it taste a bit fresher.

Once everyone else also got up and got going, we dropped by Old Navy (I had a gift card for some workout clothes there) and then drove to Montrose to explore! No plan, just wandering around. I love that. We went in Half Price Books (RB is definitely my kid in that she wanted to touch and read every book in the whole place), we looked at so many different places, we saw a cool paint wall, and we saw some really fun and eclectic artwork on many of the buildings. I just love seeing all that is around. But for the husb and I, no adventure is complete without trying a new place to eat. After passing all these different places, we really got it in our head that we wanted some Thai food.

We wandered around some more until we found a fun Thai Place that had counter service (read: casual, we were super sweaty and wearing workout clothes) called Khun Kay Thai Cafe. Even our kiddos enjoyed the Thai food (garlic fried rice and chicken), although we did not get them anything spicy like we got ourselves. We love ourselves some spicy food - if your nose isn't running, then it isn't spicy enough ha.

We left Montrose and headed to my new favorite park for the kiddos. It has a big kid park, but it also has a whole playground section that is meant for smaller children. It is perfect for my littles to play on and RB can play without much help. She loves this park because she can have a lot of independence in her play and there is no piece of equipment that is off limits because of her size/age. After the kiddos were thoroughly exhausted, we took them home for nap time and they both fell immediately to sleep.

Then, we commenced my husband's idea of lazy. We watched The Theory of Everything (so sad emotionally and spiritually) and a television show. We just hung out and talked in the extra time. The movie was great in moments, but also just reminded me of the brokenness of people at the same time. It was heartbreaking that such pain and suffering exists. When the wife says that she had loved him and that she had really tried to keep loving him, that was so hard. That is how the world feels about love. I'm so thankful that God's definition of love is more long suffering and unconditional.

We had healthy spaghetti for dinner and promptly began our tv marathon once the kiddos were (bathed) back to bed. So hopefully both the husb and I were lazy day satisfied. Half adventure, half relaxing. That sounds about like our life and our personalities, different and yet so perfect together.

Friday, May 15, 2015

17 Months

Happy 17 Months!

Fun facts for month seventeen:
Weight: 23lbs

Height: 29+ inches
Eating: 3 meals/2 snacks
Sleeping: 2 naps per day, all night (he might be dropping his first nap)

Diaper: Size 4 diapers
Clothing: 12 months (only a few shirts), 12-18 months, 18 months

What's new for month seventeen:

  • He can say "Hi, Daddy!", "no, thank you", "the end", "baby"
  • He now says "please" instead of screaming for more food, my nerves and I are both thankful
  • If you say "where's your nose?" he will touch his nose!
  • He is walking, exploring everywhere all the time (which has led to better naps!)
  • He is really liking reading
  • He loves anything outdoors
  • He love bubbles!
  • He tries to dance by rocking side to side when I dance to music
  • He likes to play aggressively (swinging around, jumping up and down, etc)
  • He is trying to jump on RB's bed
  • He has 4 more teach, 2 of which are molars (and it has been rough)
  • He is on a strike against vegetables (and sometimes anything but fruit)
  • He loves to go get the lids of the pots out of the cabinet and play with them, he finds the noise delightful (free entertainment!)
  • He is getting slightly more obedient when I tell him not to grab or touch something
  • He loves going to the store or anywhere that he can interact with people
  • He loves to climb, climb, climb (thank you church indoor playground for giving him a very safe space to do so)
  • He is learning so many things so quickly
  • He can stand up on his own from sitting
  • He can feed himself with a spoon (but still needs help scooping the items into the spoon, namely he eats yogurt with a spoon)
  • He can step down the step to and from our entry way
  • He is getting more expressive about his displeasure with things
  • He is getting more opinionated 
  • He is more cooperative about getting dressed and changing his diaper lately
  • He is getting better at playing with RB without either getting frustrated, whoop!
  • He can build a 5 block tower before he insists on knocking it over (sometimes he tries to build a tower out of the food he doesn't want to eat)
  • He loves to talk

Monday, April 13, 2015

16 Months

Happy 16 Months!
Can you tell he is teething?

Fun facts for month sixteen:
Weight: 22lbs 11oz

Height: 29+ inches
Eating: 3 meals/2 snacks

Sleeping: 2 naps per day, all night (he might be dropping his first nap)

Diaper: Size 4 diapers
Clothing: 12 months, 12-18 months 

What's new for month sixteen:
  • He can build a 5 block tower before he insists on knocking it over
  • His favorite word is "hi". He loves to peak around something and say, "hi" with a cute face
  • He says "nie, nie" regularly, "peas" (please), "eeegoo" (here you go), "eh-dat" (what's that, while pointing at something)
  • He loves to talk
  • He can squat down, pick something up, and stand back up
  • If someone he doesn't know walks by, he will yell, "HI!!"
  • He understands most things I ask him to do and obeys about sitting in the chair (rather than standing
  • He is a WALKING champion and is trying to RUN everywhere
  • He is loving to read short books while sitting in my lap!
  • He is very sweet and loving
  • He has figured out how to push his sister - if he wants me to hold him and she walks over, he will push her or try to strong arm her (which looks a lot like he's doing the heisman)

He had his first major fall this month and while there were no stitches,
he got dermabond and I got some traumatic emotional distress

He does not sit still for much!

Loving outside and his sister

Thursday, March 26, 2015


"Give us Barabbas" is what the people said when faced with the choice to save either a criminal or the Christ.

I just read this incredible devotional this morning and was so convicted by the explanation of Barabbas. He was not a random addition! His full name was Jesus Barabbas, and bar -abba means son of the father. So they were give the choice to save Jesus son of the father or Jesus Son of the Father. Whoa. "Choose the false man or the true man."

We have that same choice now. We can choose Christ, His path, His life, giving Him control. Or, we can choose our sin. We can choose ourselves.

"Choosing Barabbas didn’t force the crowd to face their own sin. They could go on living their comfortable lives if they got rid of Jesus. Admitting that Christ is the true Son of God changes everything. It changes how we spend every moment of every day. It feels so much easier to just pat myself on the back and choose Barabbas—”look, I set the prisoner free!”
I’ve got to stop choosing Barabbas! I don’t want to live the false life; I want to stand in the truth! I don’t need to be lord of the sabbath; I acknowledge that Christ is Lord. I choose Him instead of me."

Today, I want to choose Christ.

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