Things to Remember...

Okay, so I blog about all of our fun times, our happy times....memory loggin' worthwhile stuff but what about the rough days? Do Husband and I have them as parents? Duh. But, it seems like no matter what the good always always always weighs out the bad. Always. Our life is filled with as many ups and downs as the next some days it feels like it never ends but somehow our family bands together and we feel lucky to have each other.

Exhibit A (or maybe Exhibit M, whichever) : Madi Alexis

She went from this Sleeping-Non-Moving baby to...

the Crawly-Sorta Movin' baby to...

Madi the Nonstop-Go Go Go-Fearless Monster (I say Monster in the most loving sense).

As I was scrubbin' my walls the other day with Magic Eraser (PS what is in that stuff?) I was trying to remember if Isa, Nana or Dev were as busy (for lack of a better word) than Madi is. This girl has me crawlin' into bed at 8pm some days. She sees a pen and before I could blink the girl is off and coloring. My favorite is her love for heights. What is the highest thing I can climb on in this room? Yep, that's what she thinks. Then, she climbs up as high as she can and yelps for me to get down when she realizes it's beyond her height comfort. Amazing is what that is. Nana's bed is a bunk. Every two minutes we have a rotation we're in there checkin' on her because sure enough the girl is up there runnin' laps falling all over the place! The girl is relentless and no one can tell her what she wants or needs...she has it all figured out. She will let you slave away fetching toys for her, playing the "what do you wanna eat?" game and my favorite chase her to get clothes/diapers on without a blink. It's expected, wanted and entertaining for her to watch us scramble around playing the "guess what Madi wants game?"

Don't get me wrong the girl is as sweet as cookie. She is our lovey. She melts all of our hearts in a beat. My girlfriend, Denise has 4 girls and she has given me awesome advice on #4 or the last baby. The older kids are used to going with the flow and giving up that toy to play with or sharing their treat but the last one expects it all because there is no one for them to sacrifice for hence the expectation that it goes to them. At this toddler age, she has her cute factor. The girls and Dev love catering to her. Figuring out her needs is like winning a board game for them "yes! I figured out what Madi wants." If I don't document or write it all down, I will forget these memories of our Miss Madi.

Exhibit B (or Exhibit N and D): Nana Susana and Dev Edwin

Nana was fascinated with Dev from the beginning.

She loves helping build blocks/legos/railroad tracks and playing whatever magical game they can create together.

I have two Naughty Pairs in the house. I say 2 because Isa usually knows better to mess with the Naughty Business, it gets them nowhere. Naughty Pair 1 is Nana and Dev. Naughty Pair 2 is Dev and Madi (there is one common denominator though...).

Naughty Pair 1: Nana and Dev the obvious pair because currently they are roommates. I think this will change soon. Mainly because Nana is getting older and will soon need her privacy from her brother. But, they love living together so it's hard for us and them to let go of their living situation. Husband and I put them down 30 minutes earlier than the actual time we want them to sleep because they just yap it up and giggle until they crash. Nana and Dev are most of the time inseparable in play. They are both home bodies. They are so content with hangin' out at home with Mommy. They love to use their imaginations to combine the Disney Princess world with the land of Legos and Star Wars to create their own balance of fun and entertainment. Why are they called the Naughty Pair? Most likely, if there is an excessive mess involved or loud screaming involved...it's those two. My mastermind Nana usually can get daredevil Dev to do just about anything if he thinks it'll benefit him or both of them. I will miss this as I know things will tweak as they get older and they want space/privacy.

Exhibit C (or Exhibit I): Isa Marie

Always was Miss Independent Socialite of our clan.

Mommy's Biggest Helper.

What I find myself struggling with Isa? Letting go of my baby girl and balancing her life for her (she tends to over schedule). She lets me cuddle, hug and wipe her face still but I feel all of that phasing out. She is always on the go. She loves to be busy with friends, sports, Chess, whatever it is she is more than likely game for it. My little crowd pleaser. She loves to host and have friends over usually she asks for 2 or more at the same time.

I have to limit her activities and play dates so that she can chill. It's so great because then I get to have some Mommy and Isa time. Our favorites is Saturday mornings at the Scrap store where we can work together on her projects and gain inspiration around us or lying in my bed together reading. There's not much talking when we read but our time together is spent cuddling and laughing at each other when we hear the other chuckle while we read. I get a kick out of watching her get engrossed in her books as I do. Husband spends as much time playing soccer, playing Wii or building snowmen as possible with her. Her friends usually don't mind when he's around either (at least so far) because he is a fun daddy. I love/hate seeing her grow up all in the same breath. I love that even though she's growing up she's letting me be a part of her life and accepts my weird quirks. She never seems to be embarassed by me (yet) and I'm so thankful. She seems to broadcast my weird quirks to her teachers and friends' moms ie my Mom cleans the soap container...why do people have to know that? Or my Mom says that has fructose in it and I can't have it. She's working on a filter but just like her Momma there usually isn't one.

Thanks for listening to the blah blahs of Momma G. :)

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