Saturday, April 30, 2011
It's been Forever and a day
I have been super busy and without a computer for a few weeks. Stay tuned because we will soon share some exciting news that's sure to bring lots of fun blog posts!
Friday, March 4, 2011
We are so ready for spring here at the Parrish house! If we are being honest, I am really ready for school to out for the summer. Somehow all of the chaos of having four kids at home makes me happy! It’s going to be a fun one….
We are still neck deep in our remodeling project. Finding a color for the boy’s room is proving to be quite the task. Every single sample we’ve brought home has been too dark- or just not right for their room. We can’t put the flooring down until we’ve painted. This weekend we will find a color and paint. Hopefully we will get the floor in on Sunday. I’m ready to get it over and move on to the next project. Every room finished is a step closer to normalcy!
I know you are dying for pictures with these little updates. I snapped a few last weekend, but for the most part my picture taking has been null. I will try to get some shots soon!
This weekend will be a 4 day for us. The kids are out for Mardi Gras break. I suggested to Aaron we should go to New Orleans to the zoo and aquarium. He suggested that I just may be crazy! Mardi Gras is in full swing over there so I guess he may be right.
The kids are all well for the moment. I don’t know if it’s safe to type that our or if I’m jinxing things. Hopefully we’ve seen the last of the sickies for the season! I will let you know if I jinxed myself or not!
xoxo
We are still neck deep in our remodeling project. Finding a color for the boy’s room is proving to be quite the task. Every single sample we’ve brought home has been too dark- or just not right for their room. We can’t put the flooring down until we’ve painted. This weekend we will find a color and paint. Hopefully we will get the floor in on Sunday. I’m ready to get it over and move on to the next project. Every room finished is a step closer to normalcy!
I know you are dying for pictures with these little updates. I snapped a few last weekend, but for the most part my picture taking has been null. I will try to get some shots soon!
This weekend will be a 4 day for us. The kids are out for Mardi Gras break. I suggested to Aaron we should go to New Orleans to the zoo and aquarium. He suggested that I just may be crazy! Mardi Gras is in full swing over there so I guess he may be right.
The kids are all well for the moment. I don’t know if it’s safe to type that our or if I’m jinxing things. Hopefully we’ve seen the last of the sickies for the season! I will let you know if I jinxed myself or not!
xoxo
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Where I've been
.....Busy..... No super busy!
It’s been a while since my last blog post! You know it’s been way too long when your husband asks why you haven’t been blogging! I didn’t think husbands noticed those things….
We were hit by a major flu bug that wreaked havoc on our family for nearly two weeks. It still lingers in the form of an annoying cough that will not make an exit! At least I finally got my voice back, and that wasn’t until the past weekend. It was kind of comical because I sounded like a man for a while there!
Life has been so busy! I feel like I am always on the go- never at home, and there is never enough time in the day! I use to always be home so this is a big change for me! I find myself doing a lot of late night laundry and last minute cleaning!
We are in the middle of a huge remodeling project. It’s that time of year again. I think we do this about this time every year. The boys and the bathroom are getting new floors. The boys are getting a dark wood floor, the bathroom a gorgeous ceramic tile. Paint for the boys, bathroom, and our room. The door frames are finally fixed, and they shut correctly and lock! It’s amazing what a house settling will do to your doors! The bathroom has a horrible texture on the wall. All of my walls have a texture, but this is one that we did not do. Someone else did this one and they messed it up in a royal kind of way. It’s going to be a big job to fix, but my bathroom is going to look all fancy when it’s finished! Our front yard and carport have had a major overhaul as well. Things are really looking great around here, but remodeling sure costs a ton!
The kids are all surviving the remodel. The boys will be sleeping on the couch for a few days this weekend, but I think they will be very pleased with their new digs!
These days Payton is growing his hair really long, and playing guitar. He is totally rocking the skinny jeans, a flannel shirt, and his vans. He is obsessed with Nirvana and all other 90’s music. How in the world did I get so lucky? Aaron and I can listen to the music we grew up on and he never complains! It definitely makes for a more enjoyable car ride! Gosh I love him- even if he is a teenager!! ERAY
Micah made the news paper for honor roll, and principals list again. We are so proud! He’s making tremendous progress with this OT. It’s amazing how much it’s helped already! I love his therapist… she is truly a blessing!
We registered Jack for Pre K 4 at Micah’s school, and we are so excited about it! He’s been ready for school for a while. His little brain is such a sponge! He’s writing his name, identifying all letters, numbers, shapes, and colors. We are so proud and excited for this next big step!
Cale has had a HUGE Vocabulary explosion. Just this week the kid told me “I love you” and melted my heart! What is he not saying these days? He’s turning into such a big boy! In the car earlier he said “I want to watch Blues Clues. What can I say? He loves Blue!
I only see my life getting busier! I love every minute of it and wouldn’t trade it for the world!
xoxo
It’s been a while since my last blog post! You know it’s been way too long when your husband asks why you haven’t been blogging! I didn’t think husbands noticed those things….
We were hit by a major flu bug that wreaked havoc on our family for nearly two weeks. It still lingers in the form of an annoying cough that will not make an exit! At least I finally got my voice back, and that wasn’t until the past weekend. It was kind of comical because I sounded like a man for a while there!
Life has been so busy! I feel like I am always on the go- never at home, and there is never enough time in the day! I use to always be home so this is a big change for me! I find myself doing a lot of late night laundry and last minute cleaning!
We are in the middle of a huge remodeling project. It’s that time of year again. I think we do this about this time every year. The boys and the bathroom are getting new floors. The boys are getting a dark wood floor, the bathroom a gorgeous ceramic tile. Paint for the boys, bathroom, and our room. The door frames are finally fixed, and they shut correctly and lock! It’s amazing what a house settling will do to your doors! The bathroom has a horrible texture on the wall. All of my walls have a texture, but this is one that we did not do. Someone else did this one and they messed it up in a royal kind of way. It’s going to be a big job to fix, but my bathroom is going to look all fancy when it’s finished! Our front yard and carport have had a major overhaul as well. Things are really looking great around here, but remodeling sure costs a ton!
The kids are all surviving the remodel. The boys will be sleeping on the couch for a few days this weekend, but I think they will be very pleased with their new digs!
These days Payton is growing his hair really long, and playing guitar. He is totally rocking the skinny jeans, a flannel shirt, and his vans. He is obsessed with Nirvana and all other 90’s music. How in the world did I get so lucky? Aaron and I can listen to the music we grew up on and he never complains! It definitely makes for a more enjoyable car ride! Gosh I love him- even if he is a teenager!! ERAY
Micah made the news paper for honor roll, and principals list again. We are so proud! He’s making tremendous progress with this OT. It’s amazing how much it’s helped already! I love his therapist… she is truly a blessing!
We registered Jack for Pre K 4 at Micah’s school, and we are so excited about it! He’s been ready for school for a while. His little brain is such a sponge! He’s writing his name, identifying all letters, numbers, shapes, and colors. We are so proud and excited for this next big step!
Cale has had a HUGE Vocabulary explosion. Just this week the kid told me “I love you” and melted my heart! What is he not saying these days? He’s turning into such a big boy! In the car earlier he said “I want to watch Blues Clues. What can I say? He loves Blue!
I only see my life getting busier! I love every minute of it and wouldn’t trade it for the world!
xoxo
Saturday, January 22, 2011
One Day at a Time
That's how we take things around our house. It's the only way one can really live.
Having four boys you can pretty much guarantee that they will all have their own little personalities. All of my boys have their own special styles. From the way they dress, to the music they like, they are all different, and still so much alike.
Micah has always been my picky child. He’s the one that hated shoes from the very minute we put them on him, and still does. He is the finickiest eater on the planet, or in my own little world. He walks on the tips of his toes and has since he could walk. Micah never really crawled; he just walked for a minute, and then took off running. He loves to draw and read. In fact the kid is a pretty great artist, and can finish a 400 page book in 3 or 4 days. We are so proud of his grades, and his place on the principals list and on the honor roll. He’s such a blessing. He’s our world.
Last school year was a rough year for Micah academically. He attended public school from kindergarten until after Christmas in 09, when finally the system failed him. A child who needs extra attention, or who falls behind is likely to be failed. Our school district offers a fast paced curriculum that is basically leaving most children behind. We moved him over to private school, and he flourished. He was behind the other children, but I think he overcame it all quickly. It was still a struggle, but we saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
This past summer we had him tested for Attention Deficit Disorder, but we already knew in our hearts that he had it. We went through several medications before we realized that something had to change. We had been seeing our regular pediatrician for treatment, and things were not progressing like we would have preferred. We made the decision in November to take him to some one who specializes in ADD and ADHD. We were given an appointment for December, and were already feeling optimistic. The appointment went better then expected, and we ended up with a referral to an occupational therapist.
As a mom it’s very easy to turn on your denial switch, and try to ignore the obvious. Maybe it’s just because you are scared at what you may find if you overly investigate. I knew what I would find.....
I had been doing enough research on behavioral disorders to know that Micah’s problem was more in depth then a behavior issue. I had started looking into Sensory Integration Disorder, also known as Sensory Processing Disorder. (SID is a neurological disorder that results from the brain's inability to integrate certain information received from the body's five basic sensory systems. These sensory systems are responsible for detecting sights, sounds, smell, tastes, temperatures, pain, and the position and movements of the body. The brain then forms a combined picture of this information in order for the body to make sense of its surroundings and react to them appropriately. The ongoing relationship between behavior and brain functioning is called sensory integration), and I had pretty much diagnosed him myself. It was completely obvious to me that some of his picky traits, coupled with his toe walking, and his fidgeting, pencil chewing, shirt wringing, shoe hating( all but UGGS) and his inability to follow through with certain tasks without having a meltdown were all major warning signs. Now I just needed someone to confirm it.
Our first visit with the OT (occupational therapist) went well. She herself has SPD, and has lived a very fulfilling, and productive life. She assured us that she would help us get through this and that Micah would be fine. He went through a battery of tests at this visit, and all we could do was wait. This past Friday was our second visit with the OT, and we were given his test results. He does in fact have SPD. A pretty moderate case, but with therapy things will get better! Now the real work begins. He will be in therapy for at least the next 8 months. There is no “cure” for SPD, but the therapy will help Micah learn to deal with his sensory issues, and live a very productive life.
This has been a very long road for us, but we see the silver lining. Micah is going to thrive and we couldn’t be happier. Even with his challenges, he is the most beautiful and loving child that we could ask for. He is brilliant, and he is my heart. I know it’s a lot of information to share, but it’s has been very therapeutic for me to put it all out there. It’s never easy to deal with issues like these. It almost makes you feel like a failure as a parent, and almost always the “what if’s” fall into play. What if I had noticed earlier? Did I do something to cause this? What can I do to make it all go away? It’s just what we as parents do. It’s what I do. For now, I am going to take it one day at a time and just breathe. I have so much to be thankful for.
Having four boys you can pretty much guarantee that they will all have their own little personalities. All of my boys have their own special styles. From the way they dress, to the music they like, they are all different, and still so much alike.
Micah has always been my picky child. He’s the one that hated shoes from the very minute we put them on him, and still does. He is the finickiest eater on the planet, or in my own little world. He walks on the tips of his toes and has since he could walk. Micah never really crawled; he just walked for a minute, and then took off running. He loves to draw and read. In fact the kid is a pretty great artist, and can finish a 400 page book in 3 or 4 days. We are so proud of his grades, and his place on the principals list and on the honor roll. He’s such a blessing. He’s our world.
Last school year was a rough year for Micah academically. He attended public school from kindergarten until after Christmas in 09, when finally the system failed him. A child who needs extra attention, or who falls behind is likely to be failed. Our school district offers a fast paced curriculum that is basically leaving most children behind. We moved him over to private school, and he flourished. He was behind the other children, but I think he overcame it all quickly. It was still a struggle, but we saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
This past summer we had him tested for Attention Deficit Disorder, but we already knew in our hearts that he had it. We went through several medications before we realized that something had to change. We had been seeing our regular pediatrician for treatment, and things were not progressing like we would have preferred. We made the decision in November to take him to some one who specializes in ADD and ADHD. We were given an appointment for December, and were already feeling optimistic. The appointment went better then expected, and we ended up with a referral to an occupational therapist.
As a mom it’s very easy to turn on your denial switch, and try to ignore the obvious. Maybe it’s just because you are scared at what you may find if you overly investigate. I knew what I would find.....
I had been doing enough research on behavioral disorders to know that Micah’s problem was more in depth then a behavior issue. I had started looking into Sensory Integration Disorder, also known as Sensory Processing Disorder. (SID is a neurological disorder that results from the brain's inability to integrate certain information received from the body's five basic sensory systems. These sensory systems are responsible for detecting sights, sounds, smell, tastes, temperatures, pain, and the position and movements of the body. The brain then forms a combined picture of this information in order for the body to make sense of its surroundings and react to them appropriately. The ongoing relationship between behavior and brain functioning is called sensory integration), and I had pretty much diagnosed him myself. It was completely obvious to me that some of his picky traits, coupled with his toe walking, and his fidgeting, pencil chewing, shirt wringing, shoe hating( all but UGGS) and his inability to follow through with certain tasks without having a meltdown were all major warning signs. Now I just needed someone to confirm it.
Our first visit with the OT (occupational therapist) went well. She herself has SPD, and has lived a very fulfilling, and productive life. She assured us that she would help us get through this and that Micah would be fine. He went through a battery of tests at this visit, and all we could do was wait. This past Friday was our second visit with the OT, and we were given his test results. He does in fact have SPD. A pretty moderate case, but with therapy things will get better! Now the real work begins. He will be in therapy for at least the next 8 months. There is no “cure” for SPD, but the therapy will help Micah learn to deal with his sensory issues, and live a very productive life.
This has been a very long road for us, but we see the silver lining. Micah is going to thrive and we couldn’t be happier. Even with his challenges, he is the most beautiful and loving child that we could ask for. He is brilliant, and he is my heart. I know it’s a lot of information to share, but it’s has been very therapeutic for me to put it all out there. It’s never easy to deal with issues like these. It almost makes you feel like a failure as a parent, and almost always the “what if’s” fall into play. What if I had noticed earlier? Did I do something to cause this? What can I do to make it all go away? It’s just what we as parents do. It’s what I do. For now, I am going to take it one day at a time and just breathe. I have so much to be thankful for.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
I Love
the idea of a big family. I want a big family. As a mother you just know in your heart how many babies you are meant to have. Some of us are just born to be mommies. It really is the best job in the world.
When I had my first child at the ripe age of 19, I believed he would be my only child. I was young and had no idea what I really wanted out of life.
When I had my second, I knew that we were done. I thought my life would be complete with two.
When I became pregnant with my third, I cried. Not because he was unwanted, but because I was shocked. He was an unexpected blessing. We had just returned to our house after nearly a year of living in a FEMA trailer in our side yard. Katrina had devastated our lives and we were just getting back on track. I had made the decision to go back to college, and had just enrolled. I had been a student when Katrina made her presence known, and had yet to go back. I wasn’t ready. Living in that FEMA trailer made every day life hard- I couldn’t imagine trying to complete courses there.
After the delivery of my third, I knew that I wasn’t done. My life had come full circle, and I realized that was just meant to have babies. Fifteen months later I was pregnant with my fourth. I’m not done. My family isn’t complete. Expect another Parrish baby in the future.
I was reading a blog post from a fellow mommy blogger. She and her husband just announced their sixth pregnancy. Her family’s reception was not good at all, and she is devastated. Why is it OK to steal someone’s joy? Who makes the rules when it comes to procreation? Honestly, I thought we all made our own rules. What applies to our family, may not apply to yours. Isn’t it up to us to define what our family is made of?
Over the years I have noticed a lot of harsh criticism to those who choose to have larger families. I get a lot of comments about having 4, which isn’t what I would consider large by no means. Back when our grandparents were growing up it was nothing to stuff 13 kids into a gingerbread house, and raise them off of love. What is it with today’s society and their attitudes that we are polluting the earth if we have more then 2- one to replace each parent? I swear I have been told this by more then one person. When is it Ok to offer an opinion on how many children that a family may have? The answer is that it is never OK. Haven’t you ever heard that if you don’t have anything nice to say then to keep it to yourself- and you know what they say about opinions.
My heart breaks for those who have to deal with the snide comments and unenthusiastic reactions to the announcement of a pregnancy. A baby is a gift, and there should always be a celebration with those kinds of announcements.
When I had my first child at the ripe age of 19, I believed he would be my only child. I was young and had no idea what I really wanted out of life.
When I had my second, I knew that we were done. I thought my life would be complete with two.
When I became pregnant with my third, I cried. Not because he was unwanted, but because I was shocked. He was an unexpected blessing. We had just returned to our house after nearly a year of living in a FEMA trailer in our side yard. Katrina had devastated our lives and we were just getting back on track. I had made the decision to go back to college, and had just enrolled. I had been a student when Katrina made her presence known, and had yet to go back. I wasn’t ready. Living in that FEMA trailer made every day life hard- I couldn’t imagine trying to complete courses there.
After the delivery of my third, I knew that I wasn’t done. My life had come full circle, and I realized that was just meant to have babies. Fifteen months later I was pregnant with my fourth. I’m not done. My family isn’t complete. Expect another Parrish baby in the future.
I was reading a blog post from a fellow mommy blogger. She and her husband just announced their sixth pregnancy. Her family’s reception was not good at all, and she is devastated. Why is it OK to steal someone’s joy? Who makes the rules when it comes to procreation? Honestly, I thought we all made our own rules. What applies to our family, may not apply to yours. Isn’t it up to us to define what our family is made of?
Over the years I have noticed a lot of harsh criticism to those who choose to have larger families. I get a lot of comments about having 4, which isn’t what I would consider large by no means. Back when our grandparents were growing up it was nothing to stuff 13 kids into a gingerbread house, and raise them off of love. What is it with today’s society and their attitudes that we are polluting the earth if we have more then 2- one to replace each parent? I swear I have been told this by more then one person. When is it Ok to offer an opinion on how many children that a family may have? The answer is that it is never OK. Haven’t you ever heard that if you don’t have anything nice to say then to keep it to yourself- and you know what they say about opinions.
My heart breaks for those who have to deal with the snide comments and unenthusiastic reactions to the announcement of a pregnancy. A baby is a gift, and there should always be a celebration with those kinds of announcements.
Friday, January 7, 2011
A Week in Review
What a whirlwind of a week. We survived, even if it was barely!
On New Years day we received information that my sister’s best friend had passed away. We were all taken aback by the news- shocked and speechless. Why in the world would a beautiful young woman be taken away from her babies, and her husband all in the blink of an eye? This is one of those things that I have a very hard time understanding, and maybe even accepting. We are taught that Heaven is a place of extreme beauty, a place to flourish and live with our father and our loved ones who have already passed on to the kingdom. It’s hard to imagine, even though it’s something we have become very familiar with through the teachings of our priests, or pastors, our parents, and religion teachers (for those of us who attended Catholic School). I sit here in complete ignorance, or maybe even denial, because I cannot imagine anything better then sitting with my babies, singing, laughing, and playing. I do hope that one day I am worthy of joining our father in Heaven, I just hope he leaves me here long enough to watch my babies grow into the wonderful adult beings that they will become.
The big boys went back to school this week. The mornings were a little on the rough side (to say the least), but it was nice to have a “quieter” house for a few hours. The little bitty’s were probably the happiest because it was the first time they were able to enjoy full naps in almost three weeks. After all of the time spent munching and playing PS3, my pantry was literally bare, not even a Ramen noodle could be found. My little men put a serious dent in our food supply! Who knew our rambunctious bunch could eat so much? I shopped Thursday, and after 2 hours, and nearly 300 dollars spent, we are well stocked again.
C and J are both on the 2nd and 3rd round of antibiotics since November. It’s the same as usual, ears, and sinuses. I really should have been a pediatrician because at this point all the doctor is good for is verifying my diagnosis, and writing prescriptions. I’m really not trying to toot my own horn, but a mother of 4 has pretty much seen it all. Can you imagine if I were a mother to 6? I may win a Nobel peace prize. Have I mentioned that I would love to be a mother of 6? That’s a discussion to be saved for another day! I have a lot to say about big families and why they rock.
Stay posted for pictures. I promise I will get them up soon!
xoxo
Elizabeth Dawn
On New Years day we received information that my sister’s best friend had passed away. We were all taken aback by the news- shocked and speechless. Why in the world would a beautiful young woman be taken away from her babies, and her husband all in the blink of an eye? This is one of those things that I have a very hard time understanding, and maybe even accepting. We are taught that Heaven is a place of extreme beauty, a place to flourish and live with our father and our loved ones who have already passed on to the kingdom. It’s hard to imagine, even though it’s something we have become very familiar with through the teachings of our priests, or pastors, our parents, and religion teachers (for those of us who attended Catholic School). I sit here in complete ignorance, or maybe even denial, because I cannot imagine anything better then sitting with my babies, singing, laughing, and playing. I do hope that one day I am worthy of joining our father in Heaven, I just hope he leaves me here long enough to watch my babies grow into the wonderful adult beings that they will become.
The big boys went back to school this week. The mornings were a little on the rough side (to say the least), but it was nice to have a “quieter” house for a few hours. The little bitty’s were probably the happiest because it was the first time they were able to enjoy full naps in almost three weeks. After all of the time spent munching and playing PS3, my pantry was literally bare, not even a Ramen noodle could be found. My little men put a serious dent in our food supply! Who knew our rambunctious bunch could eat so much? I shopped Thursday, and after 2 hours, and nearly 300 dollars spent, we are well stocked again.
C and J are both on the 2nd and 3rd round of antibiotics since November. It’s the same as usual, ears, and sinuses. I really should have been a pediatrician because at this point all the doctor is good for is verifying my diagnosis, and writing prescriptions. I’m really not trying to toot my own horn, but a mother of 4 has pretty much seen it all. Can you imagine if I were a mother to 6? I may win a Nobel peace prize. Have I mentioned that I would love to be a mother of 6? That’s a discussion to be saved for another day! I have a lot to say about big families and why they rock.
Stay posted for pictures. I promise I will get them up soon!
xoxo
Elizabeth Dawn
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Starting over again- And a Happy New Year
Starting over- take 20...
Quite honestly, I might just be the worst.blogger.on.earth.
I start and stop just as quickly as I started. I should have made blogging one of my new year’s resolutions. Is it to late to add it to my (VERY long) list now? I think I will. I am going to attempt it once more. Who am I kidding- I am almost positive that it won’t be my last attempt.
We rang in the New Year tucked quietly into our slumber. Seriously, we were all passed out by 10. My littlest sister, Alexa, threw a surprise birthday party for my middle sister, Terika’s, thirtieth. Now that I think about it, I am pretty sure that it wasn’t a surprise at all. It was a great party none the less. Alexa always brings it when it comes to party planning. She makes the best appetizers, decorates to a T, and bakes her own cakes. She is pretty much the domestic goddess of all time. She just announced that she and her husband are expecting their second child next fall. We are all very excited for them.
Now that we have rung in the New Year (inappropriately I am sure,) I will be sending the boys back to school as quickly as possible. Micah went back today, and Payton will go back tomorrow. I think I may miss them (a little). We will see how I really feel come tomorrow afternoon. I am sure that I could use a “mommy moment”! I have been craving some girl time in a MAJOR way. Even a date for mommy and daddy would be great at this point. I think that’s something I am going to plan. A secret rendezvous sounds so amazing. Dinner and a movie are more likely.
All in all we had a wonderful Christmas and New Year’s. Jesus is the reason for the season, and we made sure that our children never forgot that. We are so blessed beyond measure to have another wonderful year ahead of us. We will not be looking back on mistakes of the past, but looking forward to our brilliant future. Happy New Year to everyone!
Xoxo,
Elizabeth Dawn
Quite honestly, I might just be the worst.blogger.on.earth.
I start and stop just as quickly as I started. I should have made blogging one of my new year’s resolutions. Is it to late to add it to my (VERY long) list now? I think I will. I am going to attempt it once more. Who am I kidding- I am almost positive that it won’t be my last attempt.
We rang in the New Year tucked quietly into our slumber. Seriously, we were all passed out by 10. My littlest sister, Alexa, threw a surprise birthday party for my middle sister, Terika’s, thirtieth. Now that I think about it, I am pretty sure that it wasn’t a surprise at all. It was a great party none the less. Alexa always brings it when it comes to party planning. She makes the best appetizers, decorates to a T, and bakes her own cakes. She is pretty much the domestic goddess of all time. She just announced that she and her husband are expecting their second child next fall. We are all very excited for them.
Now that we have rung in the New Year (inappropriately I am sure,) I will be sending the boys back to school as quickly as possible. Micah went back today, and Payton will go back tomorrow. I think I may miss them (a little). We will see how I really feel come tomorrow afternoon. I am sure that I could use a “mommy moment”! I have been craving some girl time in a MAJOR way. Even a date for mommy and daddy would be great at this point. I think that’s something I am going to plan. A secret rendezvous sounds so amazing. Dinner and a movie are more likely.
All in all we had a wonderful Christmas and New Year’s. Jesus is the reason for the season, and we made sure that our children never forgot that. We are so blessed beyond measure to have another wonderful year ahead of us. We will not be looking back on mistakes of the past, but looking forward to our brilliant future. Happy New Year to everyone!
Xoxo,
Elizabeth Dawn
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