Sunday, May 15, 2011

Ode to Rain

(Because my options at this point are to find the good in the rain or pack my bags and move somewhere sunny.)

Flowers everywhere. This alone is almost enough.
Big Beautiful Berries. This alone IS enough.
The smell of the nature parks we visit often, especially after the rain.
Green, green, green. Who knew there could be so many shades of green.

The fact that in the 9 years I've lived here it rarely rains between the hours of 8-9 AM when I am out running.
And when it is raining I've learned to hardly notice it.
And I've learned not to wear cotton sweats and shirts so I don't have to wring out my clothes when I'm done.
And I'd pick a rainy day to run over a really hot one.

Whenever the sun does choose to shine I feel justified in dropping everything and basking in it's warmth.
And for the month, or maybe two if we are lucky, that we do get sun, Oregon is a glorious place to be.

If it wasn't for the rain, I wouldn't be able to enjoy the expression and comments my kids make when the sun comes out.
They usually hide from "the big scary ball in the sky" (Quote taken from the local newspaper). They just aren't quite sure how to cope with it's brightness and warmth.

I'm rarely warm enough to have to deal with sweat-take that Steph.

Sports events get cancelled often and I love when things get cancelled. It means an extra hour or two that I didn't know I would have.

It's a good excuse to put off working in the yard for another day, and another and another.
I never have to water anything.
The stream in the backyard gets bigger and more beautiful with the rain. How can I complain when I get to look out at this every day?!
So rain away Oregon. I will stay true to you and your beauty because of the rain.
And I'll spend the day inside, by the fire, reading a good book.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day!

I really love this bunch of kids. It was a joy jumping back in bed after I was already showered and dressed and being greeted by these little faces, cards, presents and breakfast.

I also loved a day when I got to call the shots and the kids attempted not to complain. That meant a walk, even if it was cold and rainy. It also meant game time and I got to go first every time.
It's a very good thing that there are sweet moments in the midst of motherhood. Because these are moments, not the norm. Most of the time I'm trying to think of ways to escape the insanity. But stuff like this keeps me coming back for more.
And doing cartwheels to celebrate being a mom to five wonderful children!



Piano Recital

I had my first recital at my new home and loved how well we all fit! Everyone did great, my own kids included. I played a duet with Emily so I don't have a picture of her.
This is my favorite song of all. All four kids play at the same time and even pop balloons during the performance. They played wonderfully.
Nights like this make being a piano teacher so worth it. I love my job!

A Common Sight

This is how you'll find me once a week at 11:00 at night. I love it. So glad I have a dad who shares the same obsession with games as I have. We spend hours every week playing games after we have a fabulous dinner and dessert. And lately my dad has even been working in my yard, planting beautiful flowers and introducing me to the joys of having a bird feeder. I feel blessed to have him in my life!

4, 10 and 37!

We were able to celebrate Holly, Connor and Rick all in just a few days. That meant lots of cake and happy people.
This picture is a bit staged but she really was thrilled to come down the stairs and see a kids tent to play in.

Her presents were hidden in the tent.
Half way through the day I remembered that part of having a birthday is having a cake. I relied for years on Steph and her amazing cakes and so that part of the birthday was never my responsibility. So we had to make a quick trip to the store, make our 9X13 cake, and let Holly decorate it. She was perfectly content.
This is how Holly woke up the morning of her birthday,
and this is how she was dressed the following morning, shoes and all.
The following day we had Connor's birthday party. Connor's aunt was able to get us tickets to the Portland Timbers soccer game so he invited a few friends and their dads and they all had a great time. And once again I made a 9X13 cake.
On the boys birthday we took the kids to Sky High. They had been begging us for a long time. Here is Connor trying to do a back flip off the side tramps.
And here are my boys. I love that they get to share this special day.
And that we get to eat lots of cake. All in 9X13 pans. Luckily I have three pans for three of my favorite people!