Thursday, January 29, 2015

Paloma / 4 years old

Dear Paloma,

Today you turned four year's old and I just can't believe it.  I keep looking back at photos of you when you were just a baby.  How I miss holding you.  I miss seeing your chubby cheeks and cute little two-toothed smile.  But all those memories of you as a sweet babe are safely stored in my mind and in my memory cards.  Right now I am also loving my big girl. 

You are such a smart girl, very observant and caring.  Also very tough.  No one can push you around.   Let anyone try and they can expect a sharp little punch in the gut.  You are quick.

In the morning, you awake with your brothers. Even though you aren't ready to start the day, you do and off we go on car trips that I just know you are fed up with.  I am sorry. It is our life right now.  

I'm sorry that you have a space cadet for a mom.  Sometimes I'm not as patient as I should be. 

When you are giving me a hard time over clothes, it drives me nuts.  What's the deal?  You used to let me put all kinds of different clothes on you, now not so much.  

You like pretty things.  You have lip gloss and nail polish and apply it, calling them your "stylish things". 

I hear your little voice in the backseat of the car and think you are the sweetest girl I will ever encounter in my life.  Your speech is so good.  You ask so many questions.  You are not lazy, except when I ask you to clean your room.  

On your birthday I saw you having the best time with your cousins.  After everyone had left you continued to play, happily.  

You are my beautiful girl, inside and out, and words can't express how much love I have for you.



Thursday, January 22, 2015

Jan. 22nd / thursday

Feeling a little on the low side. Don't know what is the matter with me.  I hate these feelings of feeling out of place. Not quite right.  Ugh I'll just keep thinking happy thoughts. 

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

horshoe bound

Jeremiah loaded us up into the pumpkin and surprised us with a trip to the lake.  

But first we stopped by the verde river near the dam, where we spotted a few people fishing. The weather was overcast, with sprinkles of water here and there.  Jeremiah and Jonas created a makeshift fishing pole out of a stick and some old left behind fishing string.  They were given corn from the men that were fishing out there.  They tried but didn't catch anything.

Then as beautiful as it was, something had to happen to make us remember that we are on this ride with  unpredictable situations.  Loma let me know too late she had to pee and had an accident.  And then she had to poop.  So we had to figure what Paloma was to wear.  We did. And then Angus didn't want to be cold, because it started raining, so he wanted in the blazer.  Neither did Mavis, she wanted in, too.  I was sitting in the blazer with two wild children, who were turning our vehicle into a jungle jim, and one restless dog.  I looked out at my other two looking so peacefully in their quiet fishing moment.

We made it to horseshoe lake, but when we found it, there wasn't much lake to look at.  It was practically empty except for a bit of water  down below.  We walked down the long, old boat ramp that was once under the water.  The kids loved it.  They love exploring and running around, throwing rocks and pieces of earth they find on the ground.  

They absolutely love posing for pictures.  (not!)

Then we spotted the most perfect camping spot after driving around on our way out of there.  
It did not feel like we were in AZ.  It reminded Jeremiah and I of our camp-outs in Arkansas.

We will most definitely be back to this spot.  
It was so pretty and green, with big trees and a little creek that runs below.  

On our way home, we had a beautiful sunset to guide us back.  The picture could not capture its beauty.  For eyes only, I guess. Some things you just have to view in person to enjoy.