Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Good Morning ?

4:03 "Mommy, Can you find my water?"

4:10 "Mommy, Can I have more water please?"

4:15 "Mommy....I don't like where my head is - can I sleep on the other end of the bed"

4:17 "Mommy...can you help me?"

4:19 "Mommy, can you cover me up?"

4:20 "Mommy, can you brush my hair?"

{me: "Mads...honey....shut your mouth and go back to sleep. PLEASE"}

{4:30: Husband's alarm goes off}

4:31 "Daddy...what'cha doing?" {getting ready for work} "Can I go with you Daddy?" {no honey you need to go back to sleep} "Daddy, Mommy didn't brush my hair last night" {Mommy will brush it when you guys get up, you need to go back to sleep now} "I want to go work with you..."

{5:15 My alarm goes off - and I proceed to hit snooze for the next 30 - 35 minutes}

6:04 "Mommy you left the light on in your room and I'm trying to sleep.

6:05 "Mommy, turn the light OFF"
6:49 me: MADALINE ELIZABETH THIS IS THE LAST TIME I ASK YOU TO GET UP & GET DOWN HERE BEFORE I START TAKING AWAY PRIVILEGES.

6:52 "Mommy...I'm tired" as she arrives at the bottom of the stairs



How was your morning?

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Dear Aunt Olly, {Week 24}

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Friday, February 18, 2011

Mayhem and MADSisms {edition 3}

*****
{Scene: Our driveway which is under 2 - 4 inches of ice}

"Look Mom, I'm walking like a penguin cause its slippery"

Me: "Maddy you crack me up"

"Mommy...if you were an egg, I'd crack YOU up"

*****
{Scene: Tuesday Morning. I'm getting ready for work while trying to rouse the small child from her beauty slumber}

Me: Maddy it's time to get up.
Me: Madaline....I need you to get up now.
Me: Madaline Elizabeth...

"Moooooooommm......I am awake. I'm just going to lay in bed and rest my eyes for a few more minutes."

(Oye!!! And, so, it begins....)

*****
{Scene: I've just finished cleaning up from dinner and wander into the living room}

Me: What'cha building now?

I building something cool. Something really really cool with my blocks Mom. {w/ attitude and extra emphasis on the cool}

*****
{Scene: Murphy the Cat has jumped up on the arm of the chair}

Oh...Daddy, be careful. Murphy's kinda feisty.

Him: Honey....where is she learning this stuff?
Me: *shrugs* I don't know....daycare?

*****
{Scene: Maddy & I are driving home after running errands in town, and about to drive by a local dairy farm on our way home}

Mads: Where are the cows?

Me: Prolly in the Barn - It's cold, so Mr. H keeps them in the barn this time of year

Mads: Oh, Are they sleeping?

Me: Nah..It's early yet

Mads: Are they being milked?

Me: Probably

Mads: When I get home, I'm going to milk myself.

Me: Ahhhh...Huh? What? Ok?

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Endless Imagination {6/52}


“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.”
~ Albert Einstein

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Dear Aunt Olly, {Week 23}

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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The End of the Afternoon Nap

Bedtime has been H A R D lately. Nap time has been even H A R D E R. And, sometimes on the weekends, nap time is just completely non-existent. I used to live in fear of the day when she would no longer nap. But, alas, I think that time is finally here. And, I'm ok with it. It was bound to happen. As much as I'd like too, I can't keep her a baby forever. She is growing up on me.
These photos are actually from the last nap she took for us at home. Funny, how in last last almost 4 years I documented very little of her sleeping. Maybe that is because most of the time when she napped, we napped. But, there was something sweet and serene about watching her actually fall asleep. The way that her eyelids fluttered. And, then finally the peacefulness that surrounded her as her eyelashes came to rest gently on her cheeks.
Its hard not to look at these and wonder what was going on in her little mind. Is she dreaming? What is she dreaming? What are the pictures of her dreams showing her? Especially when she's awake it is as if her mind that always seems to be spinning and ticking. Much like the gears of a clock. *tick tock tick tock* And, some evenings, after dinner, as we build towers and castle and are chatting, I watch her click things together in her mind and it just blows me away.
And, so I look at these photos an smile. I try not to mourn the loss of nap-time. Instead, I drink in these moments from my over flowing cup of life. I cherish these these quiet moments that seem fewer amongst the busier more noisier ones. I bask in the gentle warmth Madaline radiates when she sleeps. I allow it to warms my heart and sooth my soul. It helps ease the dreaded guilt of being a working mom. And, with a the quiet nod of my head, for this brief moment, I feel as if all is right in my world.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Monday, February 7, 2011

I wish...

I wish I had a photo to show you our weekend.

I wish I could show you how messy the living room got.

I wish you could see how play-doh covered just about every inch of my dining room table and floor.

I wish you could have seen Madaline standing on her stool in the kitchen helping me make bread, muffins, cookies and meatballs.

I wish I had a photo to show you our weekend.

I wish you could see the way her endless blue eyes matched the sky on Sunday.

I wish you could have heard her squeal with delight as she went zooming down thru the cornfield on her sled.

I wish you could have seen the rosy glow to her cheeks where the fresh air left its kisses

I wish I had a photo to show you our weekend.

I wish you could hear the conversations we had sitting around the table for Sunday dinner.

I wish you could hear the way she mothers her beloved bear as I mother her.

I even wish you could hear the bad when her sassy attitude collides with her being over tired.

I wish you could have heard the giggles as her and her Dad built towers and castles in the living room after dinner.

I wish I had a photo to show you our weekend.

I wish you could see how much it makes me feel like a mom when I wash her hair during her bath.

I wish you could see the mischief in her eyes as she asks for just one more cookie, grabs two and runs from the kitchen in a fit of laughter.

I wish you could hear the thunder of her feet down our upstairs hall as she has to have just one more kiss before bed.

I wish I had a photo to show you our weekend.

I wish, I wish, I wish.
but, I don't.
I don't have a photo to show you from our weekend.
Because the only photos are the ones I have in my mind's memory.