Saturday, September 24, 2011
Thursday marked our month of birthday celebrations. It begins with Ryan on the 22nd of September, I follow a week later on the 30th, Breanna follows a week later on the 7th and Courtney bring is all to a happy end on the 15th. Not kidding. Over the years, Kevin and I have often had people ask, "How did you plan all of your fall birthdays?" It is quite simple. Take the average of all four birthdays, go back nine months and you have.... Kevin's birthday. (wink, wink.) Today was Ryan's party and we had six boys coming over. I was in charge of ordering the food so I ordered six medium Domino's pizzas. Factor in Derek, Courtney, Audrey, Kevin and myself in addition to the six boys and I figured should polish off all six, no problem. Wrong. I had to make room in our fridge for FOUR pizzas! Not even 2/3 eaten pepperoni pies. FOUR entire pizzas. When did boys become so whimpy in their appetites? Do they not have hollow legs? Does one boy not eat an entire pizza by himself? Am I just jumping the gun for teenagerhood? If you need some lunch, come on over. Apparently, I have some pizza to share.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
As Kevin and I were cruising Costco this weekend, we had an "aha" moment when we realized that our eldest child could be leaving the nest in five years. Yep... Breanna could be headed off to college in five years. It tore my heart in two. I broke down in tears on the display furniture right next to the holiday candy and the sherpa lined blankets. She truly was meant to be our first child as she is the peacemaker in our home, a shining example for her siblings and has been an excellent child to help raise us as parents. I figure having this "aha" moment 60 months in advance will help me accept the day she leaves the safety of her home to help the make the world a better place just by simply living in it.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I have blogged before about how fulfulling it has been to teach my own children to play piano and to now hear Breanna playing Chopin, Bach, Joplin and Mozart. Right on her heels are Courtney and Ryan tearing up the ivory keys and enjoying what has become an integral part of their childhood. Derek, being a most observant child, asked months ago to start learning how to play the piano. I held him off for as long as I could (he is only four) and finally caved. I sent him to another teacher. I was worried the differences of our strong opinions would make it a horrible experience and he would never want to pick up the instrument again. Today that all changed. Since the other children started school in August I have suspended his lessons to see how my schedule worked in the middle of the day. As it turns out, I just don't have an opportunity to drive him to lessons with Audrey's nap times as they stand right now. So.... I dived in. He received a rip roarin' piano lesson using 6 of his fingers on the black keys today AND it was a pleasant experience. I still can't believe we enjoyed each other's company so much. I am sure I was building it up in my head much more than it needed to be, but as a parent I never want to do anything which will have negative effects on my child. I am sure the high point of the lesson for him was getting to pick out of my candy box, but for me it was connecting with my son with a language foreign to him but one I speak, think and dream fluently...music.