a popsicle a day

We are into the heat these days.

Which is actually welcome considering it lessens the chance for those tornado sirens my children have grown to fear.

And so begins our popsicle habit.

We registered for those popsicle molds when we got married.

Thinking some day, they'd be fun to have.

I get a kick out of using them now.

There is an orange dreamsicle recipe that requires cooked cream and egg yolks!

It's delicious.

But my kids enjoy the days I simply pour fruit juice equally as well.

It's more about the chilly-sweet- (drippy) mess on a hot day for them.

If I was really thinking ahead as a newlywed,

I'd register for a hefty supply of stain-stick.

something's missing...

I :

love this new smile,

his enthusiasm for loose teeth,

and playing tooth fairy.

He :

let his dad pull it (!!!)

quickly counted all his teeth to see how much money he could make...

but ended up spending his first dollar on skittles,

and shared with his brother.

I've never laughed harder...

On Saturday Lily had her first experience with a gymnastics invitational.

Their coaches told them that if they did really good, they would get a medal.

And honestly, the medal ceremony was the best part of the whole thing.

This first picture is Lily, on the podium with her first medal.

She was only expecting one.

Lily ended up placing in each event (bars, beam, floor and vault),

and so the progression of photos from the ceremony is a riot.

Now she's won two. You can tell she's pretty pumped about them.

And well, it just kept going.

Four medals!

Spectators began to chuckle at her reaction each time.

I don't know where she gets it (not from me!)

but she's not shy in front of a crowd.

Somewhere along the way, it went to her head....

quite literally went to her head.

She began to throw her face into the sky when it was time for the salute.

I was dying.

And so was David, my parents and my sister Anna.

We were cry/laughing, wiping tears from our eyes,

it was so hilarious to see her like that.

And then, she ended up with the coveted all around trophy.

She won 1st place all around in her division.

There was more jumping and head flinging.

She's looking a little tired (it was a 4 hour event!),

but pleased.

Oh Lily.

She is a ball of energy and confidence.

With a healthy dose of independence (help me).

Perhaps the next lesson...humility.

Spring Soccer...and too many pictures from an adoring mama

(A scoring kick!)

I didn't know the end of kindergarten would be just as emotional as the beginning.

But here we are, nonetheless.

Last week I watched Zach in his kindergarten graduation ceremony.

He had a speaking part...and was so handsome and composed,

so sure of himself in front of all those people.

There are a million things I want to say about him.

I love that kind, blonde-haired boy.

These photos are from the last soccer game of the season.

It all came together for him on this specific day.

Zach hadn't scored a goal all season, but wanted to so badly.

Something clicked, he was aggressive.

He ended up scoring twice.

For me, it was the effort and progress that had me shouting enthusiastically.

(ok, I was screaming and jumping up and down)

I suppose that sums up this whole year.

That might be the best part of parenthood,

cheering for effort and progress.

Lily was right all along

We are having a girl!

Lily came with us to the ultrasound appointment

...and gasped out loud when they announced "girl".

It really was sweet.

Having a sister is such a gift.

I have to admit, I am really excited as well, I was hoping girl too.

Besides, we're short on female emotion in this house....

(what happened when I asked if I could take one more picture because my exposure was off:)

Mother's Day

Yes indeed, I felt "predee" and special all day long.

Sure do love this holiday.

My children drew sweet cards, and made certain to hug me once an hour.

The men in my life (husband, dad and brothers) went the extra mile too.

We ate quiche, pastries, fruit, and cheesecake. oy!

I gave my mother some little pretties to pamper herself,

and finished off the day by reading Sheri Dew, "Are We Not All Mothers?".

She gave this address when I was in college.

I remember walking to the Marriot Center with my roommates,

and listening to this amazing message.

She said,

"Motherhood is more than bearing children...It is the essence of who we are as women."

I feel that deeply.

But speaking of bearing children, one more day until we find out if painter #4 is a boy or girl!!

(and in case you think my motherhood experience is all peonies and cheesecake, you might enjoy the fact that 30 minutes ago I changed a leaky diaper full of unspeakable grossness

...that got on me, carpet and clothes...

belonging to a screaming two year old. I'm taking it all in stride.)

Take Your Child to Work Day

Zach could hardly contain his excitement to be going to work with his dad.

And when he finally climbed up into the truck and buckled himself in that morning,

he turned to his father and said,

"Dad, if we are working really hard, and maybe we get tired or thirsty...

do you think we could stop by Quick Trip and get a donut and a soda?"

Amazing how fast they get the hang of things.