2012 Olympics

Oh, how I love the Olympics.

  I get this crazy excited feeling that comes around every four years as the summer Olympics approaches.  Just the sound of the Olympic anthem brings goosebumps to my skin.  I have so many memories of watching the summer Olympics.  I was glued to the TV at my parents house in 1996 as I watched the Dream Team win the gold medal and Keri Strug stick her vault on one leg.  Crazy. 

 Annie was a newborn for 2004, and I spent those weeks nursing her and watching this amazing swimmer...  Michael Phelps.  We had a tiny white kitchen TV that you practically had to squint if you wanted to see anything on it...but squint I did from my nursing chair! 

 I laid on the couch the whole summer of 2008 watching them while pregnant with Evelyn.  I even remember loading up Thomas, Annie and George one morning to go get a noodle dish from Noodles.  I had just seen something on the Today show about they make noodles in Bejing and was craving some.  Good thing there was a Noodles close by.

I remember with each Olympics, calculating how old my children would be the next time the Olympics would roll around again.  Thomas could never be ten, how could my baby ever be ten?.... I remember thinking four years ago.  Yet, here we are and he indeed is ten years old. 

The kids know how much I look forward to the Olympics  I think they are just excited to have the TV on from morning until late at night!  We'll watch the Today show with all the athlete interviews and pieces they do about the Olympic city.  Then throughout the day we get to see some sports that we never have before like...water polo and skeet.  Then it's on to making and eating dinner and showers all in time for Prime Time coverage to begin!  I get so excited to lay on the couch and just watch!  (although lets be honest here, between nursing a baby and putting to bed the three younger ones I don't exactly get to just sit!)

This year I thought it would be fun to do our own Olympics here as we watch the real Olympians!  Friday night, before the Opening Ceremonies began, we had our own torch run around our house.  Thomas made the torch and we positioned ourselves in spots surrounding the house.  Annie led off and when she gave it to George it was like someone lit a fire under that boy.  He took off and ran faster than I've ever seen him run!  It was hilarious!

Thomas wanted to use real fire, so we lit...a candle!

We came up with our own Olympic events, one for each day.  A five mile ride on our bikes around the lake, swimming laps at the pool, running a mile, shooting Thomas' bow and arrow, playing basketball at the gym, sand volleyball at the lake...anything we can think of that resembles an Olympic sport!!  They are having so much fun with it, no actually, I'm having so much fun!   


Bumbo Baby

I've never used a Bumbo with a baby before.  They are indeed pretty handy and can be moved practically anywhere.  We joke that Pete is a new appliance that sits on our counter.  He just sits there and blends right in with what is on the counter.  It's really cute. 

The one downfall to this handy contraption is that his legs get stuck.  Yes, they get stuck in there. When you go to lift him out, the Bumbo comes with.  I have to step on the side of it as I'm lifting him out to release the darn thing from him.   I noticed after the first few times of him sitting in there that his legs would look a tad purple and feel warm. 

 Poor kid with chubby legs.

My Five Year Old Boy

George, you are a gift. 

 I remember the period of time after having both Thomas and Annie when I thought I would never be pregnant again, never get to have another child. 

And then you were given to us.  I love you.  I love everything about you. 

Happy 5th birthday! 


Tuckered Out

This is what I found when I woke up from my afternoon snooze the other day....  EVERYONE napping!  Everyone that is except for the person who needs the nap the most.  Evelyn.  The girl sleeps every other day, so why not today?  She was wide awake.  Go figure. 



Such a lovely word it is.  Home.  Our home.  Our new place where everything begins.  Where we grow, learn how to treat each other, make memories, laugh, cry, yell, and eat.  We have been here about three weeks now, and to tell you the truth, it feels like we've lived here for years.  This place is so perfect for us.   

I've almost forgotten about those chaotic first few weeks of moving.  The constant eating out, boxes everywhere, continual cleaning, piles and piles of laundry, heck...piles of just plain everything.   Schedules are totally off, kids are staying up until late at night, I'm staying up until the wee hours of the morning just to get one more box unpacked.  It's madness.  There is just no way around it.  But I am so grateful to have done it, to live here and be so close to everything.  I finally feel like the place is ours.  I've found homes for most of our stuff and what I do have left to organize at least can be hidden away in closets until I can get the time to do it. 

We have an awesome yard.  The previous owners took such good care of it and we get to reap the benefits of their hard work! 

I had to take a second look when I saw TJ moving the yard for the first time.  I have this exact picture of him mowing the yard of our very first home.  He's wearing the SAME t-shirt from TEN years ago!

Firsts.  Everything we do is a first in this house.  The first dinner made, first family movie, first time having friends over to play, first time baking a pie, first time driving to Mass, first time entertaining...I love it.

My sister Megan was here for a few days!  We were so happy to spend time with her and that she got to see our new house.  We sure miss seeing her!

This was hilarious!  The first time we had our friends the Vacek's over to play, we had a wedding!  The kids found my wedding veil, dressed everyone up, and George and Maggie pretended to get married.  Oh my were they cute. 
I think we've already convinced Annie to have her wedding reception in our backyard one day.  Wouldn't that be awesome!!


Our first real meal made.  The Pioneer Woman's Pot Roast.  Oh divine goodness. 

We had our new neighbors over to roast marshmallows.  They are awesome.  A girl who is ten and twin boys who are eight make great friends for my kids.  It's so fun to watch them play together, you would think they have been best friends since birth.  Kids are awesome at making friends.

We ate our first meal outside in the gazebo.  Of course it had to be none other than our tomato basil pasta.

So cheers to our new home! 
 I will thank TJ everyday for the rest of my life for working so hard to provide for us.  For moving our family to the neighborhood where I wanted to live, and for this beautiful home!