{ Today }

:: Today I am so thankful for

:: Long naps

:: Major spring cleaning going on around here

:: Anticipating some very sweet company this weekend... praying it all works out for them to come

:: Prints ordered to finish off our living room decor

:: These two:

:: A good read Meet Mr. Mulliner P.G. Wodehouse

:: Tulips growing by inches each day in our raised beds

:: Unmistakably green grass

:: New friends

:: Sweet help in the kitchen lately

:: My husband who is much more patient than I deserve

:: Some sweet prayer time

:: Oliver taking to the nursery finally

:: These darling shoes made by a lady at church

:: Leaning on Jesus to take charge of cares outside of our control

:: Chocolate Cream Pie for my afternoon snack

:: Katy Grace's littleness... savoring these precious baby days.  I love that her little shoes fit in my hand!

 

:: Praying for our worship and fellowship home.  Excited to see where God is leading our family.

:: His sweet "conversations"

{ Kathryn :: 3 Months }

 Happy 3 months Sweet Girl

 3 months ago seems like yesterday

You've stolen our hearts completely away with your sweet smiles and baby talk

You're a beautiful little lady

{ A Good Mom }

Since becoming a mom, I've had to readjust my expectations. That is obvious, I know, but it is so much easier said than done, especially when you're talking to me. I will readily admit that I am OCD and perfectionistic more often than I should be. Well, now that I have two kids, I am readjusting yet again. It's been hard. Really hard. Not only do I want a clean house, but I want time to myself. I want time to myself I can count on! I am realizing that too often this look at my life here on High Street is a little too peaches and cream. I don't often let anyone see that I fall a part. That I shed tears again and again because I'm so frustrated. This morning, when I was tempted to give into that frustration again, God helped me see that I need to readjust not only my expectations, but also my definition of me as a good mom. My definition too often includes unattainable goals. Today I am seeing instead that as long as my kids are fed and napped, snuggled and read to, diapers changed and clothes cleaned, loved and validated I am a good mom. And a good day as their mom is when I love and serve their dad and spend time with my Savior. A good day might also mean I sweep the floors and do the dishes, but then again it might not. And that's okay.

{ I found this sign a few weeks ago.  It is my daily reminder in my kitchen }

{ Antics }

Oliver

He is becoming more a boy than a baby all the time.

This week he discovered climbing.

Those little feet were happy glued to the floor for the past four months since learning to walk, but I guess the floor just isn't good enough anymore! He is keeping me on my toes, that's for sure.

 When people say that moms have eyes in the back of their head or they can see through walls or silence is not the sound you want to hear when there's a toddler involved... well this week I'm finding out those are all true!

Yesterday I found him on TOP of our roll top desk and later the kitchen table.  We just bought the desk to keep him away from our computer.  I guess we solved one problem and created another!

Yesterday, just after breakfast, I came into the kitchen to find him having a picnic!  Sure glad I'm just mopped and swept the floor!

Or last night, while making dinner, I decided letting him pull ALL of the pots and pans out of the cupboard would afford a level of contentment and give me the freedom to cook in peace... peace around the din of banging pots, that is!  He very studiously worked on finding the correct lid for the pans and unorganized and reorganized all of the pans several times.  I just keep telling myself I'll appreciate the help in a few more years.  I'm hoping that keeping it fun now will encourage that help in the future.  We'll see. 
This picture also reminds me how much I want to paint that terrible salmon color out of my cupboards!

We've been playing with play dough lately, crayons and finger paint.  Eating all of it is a little more appealing, but he'll get there.  We're having fun in the mean time.

I love that he loves to help with the dishes.  It's one of his favorite things ever!

Piggy back is a highlight most evenings.  It sure makes my heart happy to see them together and hear the laughter.

He's happy and he's healthy and he's such a joy. He's a challenge, but that's okay. I love being his mom!