I know it's trite to say that time flies, but I literally have trouble believing that my sweet baby Katie just turned fourteen. Fourteen!! It seems so big, so grown up, so mature, so scary. And I suppose she is all of those things, actually.
The first one to volunteer to help me shovel the snow, the one who is my right hand in our house, with the kids, with life.... is growing up. It's hard to believe in a few more short years she will be heading off to college, taking on the world as an adult. It makes me a tad teary to think about it, but is also makes my heart swell with pride. I'm happy to say that now, at fourteen, come what may, I genuinely like my teenager - which I know is a huge blessing in itself, one not every parent has at this particular moment.
Happy Birthday, Katie.
As much as I love taking pictures, every now and then I get so caught up in the moment that I completely forget to pick up the camera. Halloween night was one of those times; I was so busy adjusting wigs, setting out pumpkins, finding props & chasing Liam that capturing it all for posterity went right out the window. Fortunately, a friend saved the day by grabbing a shot of the brood while begging for candy.
We have here, then, a halo-less angel, a fearsome pirate, a pink-haired Little Mermaid, and a brave astronaut. Even the astronaut lasted the better part of an hour going from house to house, and then we went home to enjoy hot chocolate, while the big ones went back out for more (and more, and more...). There are carefully labeled bags of candy tucked into the pantry, and Halloween is over for another year. I wonder who will venture out with me next autumn?
It's only taken us seven years to get organized, but a couple of weeks ago, we rounded everyone up and headed off to the park with Stuart's camera and tripod. 300+ shots later, here are my favourites, although I'm still trying to decide which one to get printed and framed. Opinions, anyone?
And a couple of fun ones of the kids being goofy:
When I'm trying to sneak in a bit of schoolwork during the day, and it suddenly occurs to me that the house is strangely quiet, I find it a very good idea to stop what I'm doing and look for Liam. By following the trail he leaves behind him, I generally track him down...
I suppose I'm thankful that he knows how to entertain himself, and enjoys using his imagination...
Although Liam turned three last week, we celebrated the big 3 today with him, and a few of our family friends. I really love having a theme for parties, so when I discovered an Eric Carle Birthday Party kit a month or so ago I knew that was it. Liam LOVES Eric Carle books, and one of his favourite is The Very Hungry Caterpillar, so that is what we went with.
The kit came with paper hats, a cardboard birthday banner, as well as goodie bags and stickers. It also had a book filled with ideas for a themed party, that were all too complicated for me to deal with. We had a do-it-yourself helium balloon kit, and Katie obliged us with custom artwork for each one. I planned a couple of simple crafts, but we ended up just playing and visiting, although Katie did also offer her facepainting services.
I baked cupcakes last night, and this morning Stuart helped me quickly decorate them before our guests arrived. The sun shone, we played outside, everyone was happy. And most important - the birthday boy felt loved and special (and even tried out his new run bike). I suppose that's what it's all about, right?
Life, again, has become crazy busy. I seem to be saying this a lot lately, don't I? Since I've missed even the weekly yarn along in the last two weeks, I thought I'd write a quick update - a 360 degree view of life right now.
Wow, I had even more to say than I thought I did! Did you manage to read all of that? What's going on in your world these days?
Brian turned nine yesterday. He opted to take a couple of friends to the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie instead of having a party, but I had to turn it into a bit of one, anyway. Quick fish cupcakes, and a few little accessories can make any day into Pirate Day, right?
Just the fact that he would rather go to a movie with a few buddies shows how grown-up my boy is getting. I love it, though, that he's not to big to throw on the pirate gear, and act it out when he came home, checking with the Blackbeard book brought home from the library (for accuracy, of course).
My, how the years have flown...