8 Years Ago Right Now....

I had been a mother for 6 hours.

Dollly - just minutes old.

Little Miss Dolly had finally made her long-awaited arrival into our lives. She became one of my most influential teachers and has continued to change my life every single day ever since.

Not even 24 hours old here.

I remember being amazed at how heavy she felt on my chest after she was born. I think it was because I'd never worked so hard to do anything before. That and being more thankful than I'd ever been to have something to eat! Having a baby makes you very hungry.

Now over 70,000 hours later, I have 5 very influential teachers that change my life daily. But Dolly introduces me to the most uncharted territories.

Mid December 2012.

This was the most recent picture I have of her - on my computer at least. There might be something more recent on the camera, but this picture pretty much sums Dolly up right now. B-O-O-K-S. Or anything in print. She can get distracted going from one place to another that's less than 10 feet away if there's anything that can be read between the two spots. I'm not joking.

Dolly loves to read, and reads very well. She loves horses, but also admires many other animals too. She has a very tender heart and is easily upset by unkindness. She is more upset by thinking she has offended someone else. Her greatest flaw is probably her absent-mindedness. This is intensified exponentially if there is anything written within a 3 foot area surrounding her. And she is quickly growing up and becoming more and more independent. She helps me a lot, and I especially love it when she finds things that need to be done and does them on her own.

The rest of the pictures here, were taken at my littlest sister's wedding back in September last year. I was going to post just one of them, but then I couldn't choose between them so I included all three.

Happy Birthday, Dolly! I love you so much!

Denial? or Pre-Baby Panic?

Dear Baby,

I just checked the calendar. You may consider arriving anytime AFTER the next 18 (EIGHTEEN) days. You do not have to come then, but you can start thinking about it around that time. I still have a list of things to do before you arrive - oh, and those Braxton Hicks contractions the other day when I was grocery shopping... let's leave them as a one time thing, shall we? Excellent!

At least wait until I put the last couple items in my hospital bag - I haven't decided what skirt might fit me after you're born for our trip home. And I need to put the infant car seat back together again too - I'm not done scrubbing it down yet. Oh, the other main thing you should wait for is... your name. You don't want us to just rush and come up with the first one that will 'work' now do you? I'll let you know when we've found something Daddy and I are both happy with.

The rest of the stuff, like your siblings' overnight bag and tiding the house, and finally getting ahead of the dishes and getting the vans vacuumed out... you don't have to wait for those ALL to be done, but it would be nice if some of them were taken care of before you came.

You may think I'm just over-reacting, but your big sister decided to come 8 days before her due date, and I still haven't fully recovered from the shock of not being ready before she was. Actually, if you tried coming early like PC and Ricka, you may end up SHARING a birthday with Daddy or Dolly (I think you'll appreciate your own day more as you grow up). The days just keep whizzing by faster and faster. Just the other day, we had 30 (THIRTY!!) days left, and somehow I blinked and here we are at eighteen.

At least wait for your name. I think that's what I'm most anxious about. And I'd like to be a bit more rested before you come. I tried the 'have a baby after only 3 hours of sleep' thing last time. It was not a good idea.

Other than that, we all (well, most of us) can't wait to meet you! As I mentioned earlier, I need to get some sleep before you come, and it's rather late again. Try not to kick me in the ribs too hard tonight.

Love,
~ Mama

3 Years of School Pictures (Grades K-2)

I finally got all of the portraits scanned, so now I can start posting them. This post will just be the school pictures. I did post Dolly's Kindergarten picture here (Update: it's here too for comparison purposes.), but her class picture for that year was sent home later in the year and I never got around to posting it - until now. The rest of the pictures are from last year's (as in 2011-12) pictures and the current school pictures. They haven't done class or spring pictures for this year yet, so those may or may not get posted later. It all depends on how busy life gets around here in the next few months.

2010-2011:

"Shew me thy ways, O Lord; teach me thy paths."
Psalm 25:4


Dolly's Kindergarten Picture.


Dolly's Kindergarten Class.

2011-2012:

"Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls."
Matthew 11:29


PC's Kindergarten Pictures (Left: Fall, Right: Spring).


PC's Kindergarten Class.



Dolly - Grade 1 (Left: Fall, Right: Spring).


Dolly's Grade 1 Class.

2012-2013:

"And they shall be all taught of God. Every man therefore that hath heard, and hath learned of the Father, cometh unto me."
John 6:45


Emma's Kindergarten Picture.



PC - Grade 1.



Dolly - Grade 2.

The Little Things They Say (6) - Quotes from 2010/2012

And these are the rest of the quotes that would have made it into my last 'things they say' post if it hadn't already been too long. With the exception of the last two, they're all from 2010.

January - 2010:

(January of 2010 - Emma and Dolly Matching. These dresses fit Emma and Ricka now.)

- On the way home from meeting, I overheard the kids discussing the story of the gingerbread man. Emma demonstrated by saying in a sing-songy voice, "You can't get me! I'm ah jimama-ma-man!"


Summer of 2010:

(July of 2010 - PC and Butler at Deer Lake)

- PC: Mommy, I need to take a bath! I'm nice and dirty EVERYWHERE!

- As Emma walked by and a distinct odor followed I asked: Emma, do you stink?
Emma: Maybe,.
Me: Emma! Do you stink? Yes, or no!
Emma: Maybe.
Me: Do you have a poopy diaper?
Emma: Yes. I telled the truth!

(Still July of 2010 - Dolly and Emma at Granny's b-day party)

- "Emma!!!" Dolly screamed as Emma ran away with one of Dolly's bracelets, "Give that back! You're a PIRATE!!!!"


November 2012:

(November of 2012 - Emma, Dolly, PC, Butler and Ricka posing with our first completed 1000 piece family jigsaw puzzle.)

- At Sunday School in the front row: The children were asked if they had a hymn they'd like to sing. Butler raised his hand and was called on. "Butler! what song would you like to sing?" Beaming from ear to ear and in a loud clear 3yr old's voice Butler answered, "Taco bells - how they ring!"


December 2012:

(December of 2012 - Butler giving GG, our very old dog, a big hug.)

- Emma was given a 40 piece jigsaw puzzle for her 5th birthday. It was a picture of the nursery song 'Mary had a Little Lamb'. Butler loves to do puzzles, and whenever he gets the chance to do Emma's puzzle (usually when she's at school) he tells me how much he likes the 'Mary-Hannah Little Lamb' puzzle.

- On the way home one Sunday evening, the kids were talking about their Sunday school classes and what the others were learning in their classes. Somehow the subject of the Exodus came up and they answered various questions Sir and I quizzed them on about it. When we got to the part where the Red Sea was parted, PC asked, "Daddy, is the Red Sea still there?" "Yes, it's still there. It's a long ways away from here, but you could go to that part of the world and see it." Sir answered. "Will it go apart if you whack it?" PC seriously continued. With remarkably controlled composure, Sir answered, "No, probably not." before we moved on to whether or not whacking was actually involved at that particular time.

The Little Things They Say (5) - Quotes from 2008/2009

Sometimes it's time to stop collecting all the little things the kids say and actually post them. Actually, when I went to do that, the post was so huge, I took out half of it for another post. It's still pretty big, but this is what I had unposted from 2008 and 2009.

(June of 2008 - Dolly, PC and Emma with Grandma and Tina's boys.)

From at least July of 2008:

- We pulled into a parking spot at Michael's and Dolly piped up, "I don't have my shoes on!".
Me: "Why did you take your shoes off, Dolly?"
Dolly: "Because my feet needed fresh air!"

- Right after we drove out of a McDonald's drive through where the only thing purchased was an ice cream for me, Dolly said, "Mommy, can I have a bite of your ice cream?" Sir was surprised that she had even seen what we ordered. I gave her a bite and upon retrieving my spoon again we heard very clearly and wistfully from the back seat, "I wish I had my own."

- Dolly came into my room while I was making my bed and said, "Nobody came to PC's birthday party." "That's because we haven't had it yet." I replied. Then with much implication that the day in question was very near at hand she announced, "My birthday is not in January now."

"I didn't make this mess." Dolly explained tracing the arc of food crumbs on the table that matched her reach. "PC made a mess all the way over here." Uh huh, Right.

- After seeing a wedding picture on Sir's computer screen saver Dolly asked, "Is that when you got married?" "Um hm." Sir replied. After thinking about it for a few seconds, she summarized, "You married Mommy - and she married you back! Right?"


Spring/Summer - 2009:

(March of 2009 - Dolly, PC and Emma with all the cousins on Sir's side.)

- At the breakfast table bible reading when it was time to pray.
Dolly: "...And please take care of Daddy so it's not noisy at his work..."
PC: "...Please help us with our verses. Please help Mommy and me go shopping..."
Emma: "...Thank you for PC. And saying our verse..."
AMEN


July - 2009:

(July of 2009 - PC and Emma at the park.)

- I carried a load of stuff up the outside stairs, but my hands were too full to open the door. The kids were playing in the kitchen and I know they saw me walk by the open window, so I knocked on the door with my foot. No answer. I knocked again, but still no on opened the door. "Dolly," I said through the window screen, "can you open the door please?" She ran the three strides to the door and laughing an embarrased little laugh as she opened the door for me, she said, "Ha! I thought you were the Judgement!"

- We were going to Chasm and HisLady's house for dinner one evening and when we reached their driveway we discovered it was already full of cars, so we kept on driving in order to circle around and park in one of the visitor spots. As we drove past their house Dolly announced, "You missed!"


August - 2009:

(August of 2009 - First family outing via Transit. Waiting for the bus with Daddy!)

- PC was camping out in the bathroom on business one day when I called him. He protested that he couldn't come because he was going potty. "Ok," I conceeded, but hurry up." "K," he replied "but it's gonna be a couple whiles."


November - 2009:

(November of 2009 - Meeting Butler for the first time.) ...And... (Still November of 2009 - Four kids on the couch!)

- Dolly brought me a stuffed toy lion with hair accessories all over it's mane. "Mommy, this lion is a girl." she explained, "I named her Sprinkle-Smartie-Flower!"


December - 2009:

(December of 2009 - The older three and the Water Fountains with Lights at the Bloedel Floral Conservatory)

- PC, calling into a play phone: "Hello? Hi, Mom?"
Dolly, from the next room: "Hi!"
PC: "Can you get me a present for my birthday? Can you get me a boat? That will be my present."
Dolly: "Ok, Goodbye!"
PC: Hello? Hi Love,"
Dolly: "Hello,"
PC: "Oh, and I need a DRUM. That can be my present too, ok? Ok! Good bye - Bye Love."
Dolly, (hanging up): "Bye."
PC, dialing: "beep beep beep..."
Dolly: "I'm not answering the phone."
PC 'redials' until she finally picks up: Grandma! And I want you to get my cars ok?"
Dolly: Ok, bye Love - Sir."
Click.

Hide and Seek - in real life.

Early one morning not very long ago (as in yesterday), the Mommy's alarm rudely went off. Depressingly, it does this nearly every single day, but on this particular morning, the Mommy turned it off, and managed to roll over her giant tummy where she propped herself up on her elbows in preparation for the next step of getting up (the getting out of bed part). Anyway, once she was propped up on her elbows, she promptly fell back asleep with her chin in her two hands. (According to the Daddy, she spends quite a lot of time sleeping like this, but that isn't part of the story.) When she woke up again, she was 25 minutes behind schedule and so the day began in a frantic rush.

While the Mommy hurriedly filled breakfast orders, and packed school lunches, she was hollering at her brood of slow-moving, half-awake children to pick up the pace in order to get back on track. First Dolly emerged into the blinding light of the living room and without hesitation took up residence on the couch with the nearest blanket. Then PC joined her (at least out of his pajamas, but not quite in his clothes for the day). Next Ricka announced she had been abandoned and Dolly was assigned 'rescue duty' (which is really just getting Ricka out of her crib). So Ricka and her 'blan-keet' (that must accompany her everywhere) joined the crew on the couch.

This is about when Emma snugly rolled over on the top bunk bed and pulled the blankets up a little higher and Butler staggered out of his room and to the (now getting crowded) couch. Some bickering and squealing ensued, but the mommy had some breakfasts ready by this time and called various ones to come and eat. At this house, there is only time for school children to eat breakfast before it's time to race to school. Still no sign of Emma in spite of the repetitive summons. She is nearly dragged out of bed with much scolding and marched to the dining room table amid constant protesting. "I don't want to go to school! I don't want to eat breakfast. Can I stay home today? I'm cold! Can I got get a sweater? I'm tired. Can I go back to bed?" etc. etc. The protests are ignored. Breakfast was supposed to be over 3 minutes ago which means time had been made up, but they were still 15 minutes behind schedule.

Breakfast is rushed through, the children are sent to get into school uniforms while the Mommy works on packing the last of the lunches, pausing every few seconds to holler at someone to leave someone else alone, or to hurry up, meanwhile she forgot to include a fork for PC. (He reminded her when he got home from school and explained his untouched lunch - but that isn't part of the story either). Finally the lunches are finished, the backpacks are filled and the Mommy dashes to her room to get dressed in the few seconds everyone seems to be possibly cooperating.

Ricka screams at someone. Emma laughs (which means Ricka was screaming at Emma). The Mommy sticks her head out of her room and calls the girls to the hair-doing counter in her bathroom. They need to be called again. At last! The children are fed, dressed, packed and groomed. The older three rush to the car where half of them fight over who unlocks the door, who gets in the car first last or in some other place order and who is or isn't the boss and has the final say meanwhile, while the rest of them scatter about the house. The Mommy finds Ricka in nothing but her diaper. After throwing some clothes on Ricka, and digging Butler out of the toy box, she loads them into the car. By this time the other three have figured out how to get into the van. They race off to school still nearly 10 minutes behind schedule, but make it through the doors without needing to sign in at the school office.

Back home again to pick up the Daddy. The Mommy runs inside to get his lunch and look for Ricka's blanket - somehow they'd made the trip to school without it and Ricka is letting this tragedy be known. The blanket isn't in sight and there's no time to turn the house upside down to find it. Besides, the Daddy was ready and they shuttle him to the skytrain. Home again and able to stop and breathe, the Mommy and the littles, build the fire, look for the 'blan-keet' (to no avail) and then stop to eat breakfast after diapers are changed and pajamas are traded for regular clothes.

All during chore time/ play time the blanket is forgotten. It isn't remembered until almost lunch time when Ricka was getting very very fussy. The Mommy thought the fussiness was mostly because it was lunch time and little people get hungry and fussy just before meals are ready to eat. She made lunch and then looked again for the blanket while Butler and Ricka ate.

Now the missing blanket problem was starting to get serious. Soon they would have to go pick the older children up from school, and the afternoon trip to school is when Ricka always begins her afternoon nap. The Mommy started looking everywhere. At first mostly in the obvious places like underneath the couch that the blanket was last seen on, in the beds or on the bedroom floors. But then, when the blanket was not turning up, she started looking elsewhere. In all Ricka's favorite play areas like the Mommy's bed (maybe it fell underneath the headboard? No.), or the big cupboard in the empty old dining hutch, and of course she checked the big cardboard play boxes that came home from Costco with last month's groceries. But no blanket in sight and time was running out. Each sweep through the house got more and more detailed, but the blanket wasn't in the dryer, or the bathtubs or the library book laundry basket. It wasn't in the doghouse, or under the Mommy's bed and it was not in any of the bathroom cupboards or drawers (one of Ricka's favorite forbidden places to play).

They had to leave for school without the blanket and Ricka cried inconsolably all the way. She fell asleep just a couple minutes away from the school and there was peace until school was out and the older children noisily piled into the van. The trip home was more bearable - there were more distractions, but when they got home and it was time for Butler and Ricka to go for naps, the wailing resumed. Nobody seemed to know where the blanket had gone. PC and Dolly helped look, but it wasn't in the pantry, or the bird room it wasn't underneath the school desk. There was no blanket under the other beds, no blanket behind the couches, it wasn't in the kitchen cupboards or even in the refrigerator. Ricka would have to nap without her blanket. Instead, she wailed.

Butler went to sleep, PC went down for a nap, Dolly rested on the couch and Emma went down for her nap (in the same room with weeping Ricka). Emma wasn't planning on napping. She found it much more entertaining to converse with Ricka and eventually the Mommy joined them to enforce the rules. As long as the Mommy stroked Ricka's shoulder, Ricka would quiet down - she really was exhausted. And Ricka slept. Fitfully, and with little whimpers, but she slept. Eventually Emma fell asleep too, and the Mommy tip-toed out of the room just 10 minutes before 'nap time' was officially over.

The search resumed once all the children were up from naps, but there were chores to be done, homework to be done, and dinner to be made. Still no blanket turned up and it was still missing by the time they left to pick the Daddy up from the skytrain. While the children were supposed to be getting ready for bed the Daddy and Mommy searched for the blanket and then in a last hopeless attempt, the mommy emptied the shoe box. She'd looked underneath it and behind it earlier in the day, and even glanced inside a few times, but other than noting that it looked like the shoes were where they belonged for a change (in the box instead of in front of the box) that was as far as she'd gotten.

The blanket was in the shoe box. Carefully and completely out of sight close to the bottom, deep inside. The Mommy was relieved, Ricka was ecstatic, and eventually all of the children were finally ready for bed. Then the Mommy asked the children who had put Ricka's blanket in the shoe box, for Ricka wouldn't have buried it like that, and she most definitely would have known where to retrieve it from. Dolly didn't know. Butler didn't know. PC had no idea. And Emma matter-of-factly admitted to confiscating and hiding the blanket before leaving for school that morning. The reason? Because Ricka had been mad at her (remember the screaming the Mommy heard while she got dressed that morning?). Yeah. And apparently, Emma 'just forgot' about it while everyone else was frantically searching for the blanket all afternoon.

So the children were sent to bed (Ricka with her 'blan-keet' and a huge, adoring grin) and the bedtime circus began. But at least it didn't include a wailing 18mo. old suffering from a blanket addiction withdrawal.

The End.