Aly wanted to be a ballerina today! She was watching my screensaver on my computer (pictures of my cute kids) and there was a pic from her ballerina dress up day, immediatley she wanted to be a 'rina and she pulled me into her playroom to find her tutu in her dress ups! Well we were all dressed up with no where to go so I took my little 'rina next door to the park! She went down the BIG slide for the first time all by herself! I was incredibly scared and so afraid she would lose her balance and fall but she did GREAT! and she was so pleased with herself! She is so grown up! It was so nice to have temps that were bearable enough to be outside in the afternoon! Hooray for FALL!
Here is a pic of Thatch and I at the park, he fell right to sleep all snuggled in his peanut shell! It was so nice that it was cool enough that we could actually use it without over heating the poor little guy. (there is something cruel about sticking your kid in a hot baby sling on a 100+ day, just not right!) Ignore the lack of make-up and the un-styled hair (who has time for such luxuries?), I just had to have a pic before it all falls out! I am multing, it's true! I knew the day was coming when all the thick hair from my pregnancy would shed, but I am still sad that it is here. You see I have had thin, lifeless stringy hair most of my life, but thanks to pregnancy I have discovered what it feels like to have real hair! I will miss you hair, even though I rarely had the time to even blow you dry and haven't cut or colored you since Thatcher's birth! Thanks for providing me with something to actually put into a ponytail! Until the next baby comes into our lives, so long.
6 comments:
Oh my gosh your little ballerina! How cute!! Aly is such a cutie. She definitely is growing up!!
My hair is just the opposite! It gets thin and limp when I'm prego and then thickens up. Weird. I love that snuggly picture. You both look so peaceful!
Such cute pics!!!! I am so excited for fall. I about threw a party saturday when I could put Mia in pants and a longsleeved shirt-she looked so cozy and cuddly. You seriously are a great mom, Mindy. I love your new background....super cute. Did you ever get your artichoke???? :)
You have the cutest kids in the world...I miss little Alyse!
Hey mindy I hope you don't mind me taking a look at your blog...it is adorable, you do a great job! Your kids are so cute! Looks like you have a big little boy! Your jam looks yummy!
I am sitting at my computer desk looking out at perhaps the last day of sunshine and warmth that I will feel for awhile. The velvet green lawn is dotted with the first leaves to surrender to fall. I have witnessed the change of seasons since childhood. I know sunny days never last, and my heart clings to these last breaths of fragrant outside air like a man drowning. I admit that as I write this I realize that I am not unusual in my desire to hang on to these pleasant summer days. It’s just that the longer I live, the more I realize that life is made up of beginnings and ends, seasons, and there is an art to letting go of status quo and embracing the tenuous growth that comes with change. I’m a believer in never taking a moment for granted, stopping to smell the roses, and all that implies. I always knew that the time to enjoy my small children would be gone in a blink, and now I hold onto the time with my grandchildren with both arms, with an even greater awareness of the quick passing of time.
My daughter felt a certain measure of resentment at my expression of sadness at her leaving to go away to college. She told me that she felt guilty when she would come home and my well meaning friends would relate to her how grateful I must be to have her home for a visit, because I really had missed her terribly. Quite frankly, I hadn’t yet learned the art of letting go. She had witnessed me clutching the smelly laundry of her brother, after we returned home from saying goodbye at the mission home, and weeping. She must have envisioned a similar scene in her behalf. The truth of the matter was, I was extremely happy for both of my children as they journeyed into adulthood, and was surprised and unprepared for the feelings that washed over me as I struggled to let go. I could only smile and tell my daughter that one day she would understand, when she had children of her own.
I have in days since, learned to gracefully accept change, to even embrace the loneliness and quiet that allows me to ponder the many seasons and see the purpose and beauty in each new day. I’m writing this especially to my daughter, who now has a daughter of her own. She sent a video to me on her blog the other day. As I watched it, I felt like I had traveled back in time to a season of summer so familiar, my eyes filled with tears. Mother encouraged and cautioned as her precious ballerina took her first steps up a fairly high ladder on her own. I know mom’s heart was pounding as her cheerful voice belied her fear. “ Big girl! One step at a time, careful.” When little Aly reached the top of the slide I could hear my daughters voice, “wait for mommy, wait for mommy!” Aly’s smile was wide as she slid to the bottom, welcomed by mom’s relieved praise. This is the beginning of the letting go my daughter and you will practice this throughout your life until it truly becomes an art.
Aly’s “Thank you Mom!,” said you did it without a hitch.
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