You are 7

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My little boy is not so little anymore. Seven years old today! How can I put into words just how special you are and how incredibly funny and smart and energetic you are every day.

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You are all speed. Darting around here, shaking things up and breathing life into our lives. All boy, with all heart, you relish in the quiet stolen moments one on one, but can turn this house upside down with enthusiasm and gusto.

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You have an engineer mind. Can create massively complicated Lego sculptures, can add in your head in the hundreds, and your mathematical brain will take you far.

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One night last week, when we were chatting and reading our books you said to me, “When I get married, I am going to tell my wife how smart and special she is.” I replied that that was very nice and she will really love that. Then he said, “Plus I am going to read and play with my kids like you do with me. Every day.” The kid has plans.

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You are a natural soccer player. I love that you have something that sets you apart from every one else in the family. It is all you, and you relish in the fact that we are so proud of you. You command that field and work with your teammates and I can see that you will carry those traits far into your adulthood.

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You are my worrier. Always concerned about where everyone is and if they are OK. You are already thinking about all the things you can be when you grow up, but always ask if that job will be dangerous or make other people worry. Such a grown up thought, and I always say to you be whatever you want to be, and as many things as you want to be.

Seamus, I love you. I cherish you. I thank you for breathing zest and a racing heart to my life. You are my sweet wonderful boy and I am proud of the young man you are. Happy 7th! Let’s rock on!

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Radio silence for a bit around here on the blog. November is one of the busiest months in the year for us. There are so many things going on in this month and incredibly sometimes on the same day that it can get a bit hectic. I am still overwhelmed and humbled by the amount of visitors I get on here every day- even when I do not post. So thank you.

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This was Halloween. Obviously. Miss F was three things for Halloween. A Minnie Mouse for a parade, a ladybug for school and for the night of Halloween an owl. Mr. S was Luke Skywalker and Miss P was a robber. We beat the rain by a few minutes and they had such a great time.

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I think the cooking bug has spread to the kids as well. Miss P has been making nachos and milkshakes. Miss F has helped bake a pumpkin bread, eggplant and cupcakes. Mr. S has made his favorite cucumber dip. I have to say it has been enjoyable to do this with them.

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I think being in a house full of very dominate girls can be a bit too stressful and over whelming for Mr. S. There have been some changes made in the home and he has only benefited from them. He has been relishing in not getting lost in the shuffle and he and I have been getting some one on one time. We have been taking Sadie for walks while he rides his bike. We have been going to the library. At night after I put Miss F to bed, we sit in bed watch TV, read and just talk. Last week he turned to me and said, “This is the best time of day for me now. It is special.” I knew for months something was amiss and I think we are all much happier and more chill now with the way we run the home now.

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Every Monday- Friday like clock work, Sadie perches her chin on the window and waits for Mr. S to get off the bus. She gets there and waits for at least 10 minutes. I love that about her. She even has settled down now and the stress level has dropped considerably. She still has a lot of energy, but she is definitely more calm. I have had a love-hate relationship with this one.

Library Lessons

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The local library has such wonderful events and classes for local children. I have been taking my kids there for years, starting with the amazing summer reading program. Throughout the year though, the library offers Saturday events for children and weekly classes. Every week, Miss F and I go to one class on Wednesday. This early literacy program includes, singing,fine motor skill development, reading books and making crafts. Every week centers around a theme and she loves it.

If our week days are not as jam packed, we stop by to play with the puzzles or say hi to the librarian who Miss F adores. A few weeks ago, she read pirate stories and made a pirate hat.

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We also read books on colors and how sunflowers grow. She made her own sunflower and showed everyone in town after we left the library.

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She learned that when you pick colors together you create new colors. This was awesome because my home remained clean for this activity!

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And on another day, her Poppy joined us for a walk to the library to play with the puzzles and then a stop at the park afterwards.

I cherish all these moments with her. They are very special to me.

Black 47

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Over the summer we went to the Newport Irish Festival. I hadn’t been in ages. The entertainment line up was fantastic, but with an already packed summer calendar, we could only go up one afternoon.

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We have seen Black 47 many, many times. I play them home a lot actually during the day, and Miss Fin loves them. When I heard they were retiring, I knew it was our last chance. I would love to see them play their last show, on November 19th in the city, but it is Mr. S’ birthday.

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The kids at first were in awe of the sound. Miss P was worried the entire show because they wanted to know if there were any Irish dancers in the crowd. She was freaked out that I was going to make her get up on stage!

Life and stuff

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Being someone’s mother has been nothing like I thought it would be. These little beings are tough. With their own personalities, dreams, fears, likes, dislikes…you name it. They are people for crying out loud and are nothing like me and everything like me all in one. There is no manual for how to do things right, and I hope I am not scaring them too much with my errors in day to day life. I try. I fail. And sometimes I score. It’s a crap shoot really.

I forget that me being an only child is so different than how my kids are living out their childhoods. I never had to share with a nagging brother or sister. I never had to go on endless car trips to watch my brother or sister dance or play soccer. I never had to come home from school and realize someone had been in my room taking my stuff while I was not there. I never had to give in first just so my brother or sister would stop crying. Either way, both childhoods have great points. And really, all that a kid really needs is to know that he/she is loved.

But then again, I think about how wonderful that is for them. I love how they can play school with each other, take a ride into town on their bikes. Cuddle in bed with each other and read to the littlest one. I love how they can count on one another when they need to. All that they have from and with each other is so special. They might not think that now, but eventually. My oldest said to me one day that I just didn’t get it. And in that one second I did get it. All she wanted was a few minutes alone without her little sister asking her 1,000 questions. I got it. And I made it happen for her, I delivered her some peace and quiet. But I still wouldn’t change the route that they are on. I love that they actually have someone to nag, bicker, fight, love, hug and laugh with. That is just so amazing. I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world. I think it is teaching them life skills that they can hopefully use when they are older. Plus a loud house is normal…right?

It’s all good.