Hottest Man Ever!

I'd like to introduce you to the cutest man ever...my husband, Nick! Isn't he a hottie? I love that he is such a good daddy and such a great husband. I thank God every day for this man. Lately we have been rediscovering one another...read that to mean we fight practically every day. Nick has helped me to realize that I need to lighten up and be his Lindsay again instead of trying to be an uber mom. I hope I am making Nicholas realize that he needs to be more fun and not yell all of the time (I'm clearing my throat at you sir!). I love him so much. I love what a good Daddy he is...he's fun, he thinks of cool things to do, he brings them things home from work. He's such a good husband...he puts up with so much crap from me (not to the extend of Jon and Kate, but still) and still manages to somehow have reason to get out of bed in the morning. He is so funny and compassionate. I just love him...okay just wanted to let you all know how much I love him!

My Apron

If you want you can call me June Cleaver. I'll take it as a complement. To date I have 4 aprons in my "collection"...5 if you count the one from when I had to cook in for the Taste of Home Cooking Show (another embarrassing moment, oy!) I love aprons because they remind me of when my Grandma would have been my age and before. The way I see it I am only 2 generations out of the one where everyone wore aprons out of necessity...so I have decided to bring it back. First of all, aprons are very much a necessity. When I am flushing borax down my drains or swishing bleach around, I don't need those things on my clothes so I done an apron. When I make dinner I don an apron. Second, I love for my kids to remember me in an apron...wouldn't that be neat? Do you wear an apron? Which one is your favorite? My current favorite was my Mother's Day gift from Nick and the children...it is pink with polka dots and says "Domestic Diva". I think that basically sums me up, don't you? As one of my co-workers emailed me, he thinks I'm the best. Ha! See? Its in writing. No but seriously I think aprons are something that shouldn't go out of style. They may be a thing of the past, but not for long! They are a symbol of caring and of the housework wives do around the home...I know those are things that aren't going by the wayside anytime soon!

Calvin's Scare

I know I should have told you all about this before but from a Mother's point of view it has just been unbearable to relive. While we were on vacation for Mother's Day Calvin had a seizure. Mother's Day morning had started out perfectly...we got ready and went to brunch, then out for pony rides. We were having so much fun and it was such a beautiful day! We decided to go back to the hotel and pack up our things and then having a couple hours before check out, we would hit the water park again. Emma was playing on a window seat in our hotel room and of course Calvin was next to it playing with her. He must have stepped on something and lost his balance because he hit his head on the ledge. He was crying and tried to stand up. Nick noticed he was bleeding in his mouth so he picked him up to see. Calvin let out a huge scream, turned grey and then started seizing. Nick and I both just looked at one another...what do we do? Nick had disconnected the phone because the kids kept prank calling people, cell phones were no where. "Run to the front desk." Nick said. I shot off, but not before taking off my shoes which looking back on the situation seemed like odd behavior. :) The front desk called 911 and told me to go get a lifeguard from the waterpark. 3 followed and helped until the paramedics arrived. Calvin seized for a total of 5 minutes and during that time sounded like a fish out of water. He seriously looked dead. His gorgeous dark brown eyes turned transparent. The lady paramedic couldn't get him to respond either...he had come out of his seizure and was not responding...he was falling asleep which was scaring me to death. When the paramedic scooped him up to take him to the ambulance I had a really hard time keeping it together..."my baby!"





I rode in the ambulance with Calvin and Nick followed with Emma. Frantically he called family as we prayed silently and fervently for our precious little boy. "I haven't had enough time with him." was all that would run through my head. I kept picturing that classic television moment where the doctors come out and say "we did all we could". Fortunately though Calvin started to come around in the ambulance and he was looking alive! His vitals looked good and he was responding...the EMS even got him to take a nap!





At the hospital they ran a CT scan which came back that there were no breaks and no internal bleeding could be found! Our baby's okay! We had him see our pediatrician back home too and he still is okay...our family doctor thinks the seizure was from lack of oxygen to the brain when he was crying.





I know it sounds dramatic but when you look in your precious baby's face and wonder if you will see it tomorrow, its horrific. The whole contrast of perfect day to nightmare situation reiterated the fact that God is in control...not me. Not me at all. Yes I plan for Nick to come home from work every day but that doesn't mean he will. I might think "hey lets go to the waterpark", but that doesn't mean we are going to make it there. God is in control and I must accept that and have peace with that even in the midst of insanity.





For those of you praying for us, thank you. I know without a shadow of a doubt that your prayers formed a blanket of peace around Calvin; a blanket I am sure God wrapped snuggly around him and rocked, rocked, rocked him to sleep with in His hand.

Giddy Up

Last year Emma took her first pony ride and LOVED it! So when we went on vacation we thought it would be fun to try to have Calvin take a ride. He tends to be stand offish about some things, especially giant animals!, but to our surprise he loved it too! Calvin’s horse was named Macaroni and Emma had a horse named Buster…too cute! Emma was in front of Calvin on the trail and she kept turning around and yelling “come on Macaroni!” She apparently thought that Calvin was poking behind. The thing I love about this summer is that the kids are beginning to do things together and they are beginning to be on the same playing field as far as interests go. And Calvin has always wanted to do what Emma is doing; we are finally getting to the point where Emma actually wants her brother around too. It’s pretty common now to hear “come on calvin, follow me” from wherever they are playing. It’s nice to know that although Macaroni lags, Calvin will never be far behind Emma.

Calvin on Macaroni

Emma and Macaroni...I think I should have requested a side saddle

Vacation

Here we are right before Mother's Day Brunch!

Me and my babies
For Mother's Day Nick took me out of town. I must say I become a different person when I am out of town...I am on my game. I am funny, kind, lighthearted, witty, oh so witty! I discover that I really am too blessed to be stressed. Yippee! I do funny things like walk through mud puddles, get icecream on my nose on purpose, and roll down hills. I think vacations are what we need to take a step back and look at our life through someone else's eyes...I think the someone else would see how lucky I am. How much fun we all have together, how carefree the four of us are when we are together. Here are some pics we took on our vacation...

Emma stepping on the water in her cute suit

Daddy and Calvin swimming

This is how Emma and I shop...she plays & I drink

Run Forest, run! Sorry had to interject that one! :)

Random Thoughts

For those of you who REALLY know me, you know there are always 18,000 thoughts running through my head because I am a freak and don't do anything without developing an ulcer about it. Yes that's me miss spontenaity. :) So here are some of the things running through my head:





Is it ever going to feel like I am caught up?





When is the sense of guilt going to end? I feel guilty when I play with my kids, I should be cleaning...and vice versa





Stay tuned for year 6 of the melodrama...will Nick ever develop into a romantic?





I completely understand the pursuit of weightloss will always and forever be an ongoing thing...but I often times wonder if I will ever be happy with, well, me.





No one believes me, but I am a trendsetter...totally.





My husband should be the mayor...and my husband is way better than yours...don't even try to say he's not.





Yes in case you were wondering I am an all or nothing kind of gal.





If anyone ever calls one of my kids a retard I will drive to wherever they are that moment and punch them in the face





I can punch really hard





I have come to the point in my life where I am realizing that all of those people I once would have killed to have recognize me or respect me...I could care less because 90% of them are losers.



Will this be the year I don't kill the gerber daisies?

My little Sous

Emma is learning how to cook with me. This morning we made Belgian waffles with powdered sugar and strawberries. Don't they just look yummy? Please let me just start by saying that I think I have some pretty lucky little kids...my mom never made me waffles. I hope the kids realize how blessed they are...do you think they do? Next let me ask, do you think my little baby is starting to look like a real live little girl? I know I do. She is just getting so big and so funny! She loves cooking! I'm sorry I haven't talked about Calvin much. There's stuff going on and I just don't know yet how much I am comfortable sharing. Just know he's happy and healthy...he just has a spastic mom that may be a little over protective. I'll talk when I feel up to it about everything, for now just please keep praying.

It's a Jeep Thing

Aunt Jaime got Emma a Jeep for her Birthday...may I first just say I wish I had a Jeep. Her and her brother are having so much fun with it. It basically drives like a golf car and it is so cute to see her switch it into reverse. Her first drive included her running into our Explorer, backing up, running into it again, backing up and then running into it again. Oh learning how to drive. Calvin was the passenger of course and he kept leaning over and hugging Emma because he was having so much fun. Emma's Jeep is blue which of course is the same color as Aunt Jaime's Jeep! Now they match! It is just so cute and we have one thing to say...Thanks Aunt Jaime! :)

Emma's 3!

How in the world I got to be the mother of a three year old I just don't know. I can still remember carrying her in my tummy, Nicholas reading to my stomach in those funny voices, the tears he cried as they wheeled us into the emergency c-section, the joy we felt when she came out screaming and looking like a sumo wrestler...how is she 3 already? I am just so proud of her, she is caring, adorable, loving, smart, and the absolute most hilarious little girl you will ever meet. When you ask her, "why are you so cute?" she answers "because God made me that way." and that is so true...she is so cute and God planned her to be that way! :)