Monday, March 3, 2014


My computer is malfunctioning and is very fussy with my photos. As a result I have had posts sitting in drafts waiting to have the perfect picture attatched. Today I figured it is time to just hit publish. So the posts that follow were written quite awhile ago and may appear out of order.

Oh well!

Are we there yet?

"How many times do you think we have driven to New Jersey, Mom?"

The conversation took off from there about who falls asleep and who doesn't, and "Oh, look! Is that a hawk?!" They move on quick, but I was stuck on how many times we have made the trip between New Jersey and Massachusetts. 50? 100? I met Mike 18 years ago and since the twins were born 8 years ago, the trips really started adding up.

They used to be from NJ to MA to visit family and back home to Jersey. Now it is the reverse. I never would have imagined the always present tug, sometimes a much stronger pull, that sends us back on the road. Of course, I always knew we would make frequent trips, I just didn't know it would feel like this.

And so we drive. We drive so Ella can snuggle into bed with a cousin and her grandma. We drive so we can wave to a little Dargan at home plate. We drive to lace up our skates together and race around a rink. We drive to hit the boardwalk all together and laugh as the kids whip around a ride. We drive to watch Uncles push each other into pools. We drive to sit at Grnadmas table and share a meal.

It really doesn't feel that long when you think about all that is waiting upon your arrival. Im hoping we drive to New Jersey 1,000 more times...maybe even more.

D-Rew is 8

Dear Drew,
Sometimes I tell you stories about when you were a baby. About how I always had to feed you before Ella because you just couldn't wait. We have a good laugh! Because since that first year, the opposite has been true. You are the most patient of all my kids, and of kids your age in general.  Drew, you are awesome in so many ways.
You are patient with your little brothers, you take kind to the extreme, and I never have to worry about your manners or behavior away from home. You are sensitive and I love it. I can imagine how you will one day be an amazing husband and father.
This past year we have gotten to know you a little bit more and have truly enjoyed watching you come into your own. You love sports and being a part of a team. Hockey is your passion and you always announce that a good day is a skating day. We love to watch you play. You approach hockey as you do other parts of your life - with thought and determination.
You have a witty sense of humor and we all love how the shy smile accompanies the punch line. You can be found playing hockey in the driveway or basement, attached to Captain's hip, or reading in bed. You hate lunch foods, unless it is leftover Chinese, and waffles are your favorite breakfast.
I couldn't ask for a better kid and I don't, Im simply thankful for all that you are.
I love you Buddy Boy!

Ella My Bella

Ella, You are 8 years old!! I don't think anyone can believe it, even you forget when asked a month later!
My little spunky sensitive peanut. Bells, you are in it to win it - everything, all the time. Your inner drive is awesome whether it be on the soccer field, in the classroom, or when you want to finish a good book. You want to do it all and do it right and do it quickly and do it the best. Whew! It's exhausting just thinking about it. But my girl, even with all the pressure you put on yourself, you have a smile all the time. You are friendly and caring and so interested in the world. A true people person, a little social butterfly.
Your roommate Colby is lucky to have you -you read him stories at night, adjust his headlamp and share stuffed animals. You and Drew are closer friends than ever, and we love to hear you talk about friends at school. Of course, you like to push buttons and get into it with the boys too - your my little toughy.
You are an awesome kid and Im lucky to have you as my little girl - can you just promise to stay little?
I love you,

Right Now

Things from the right now that I never want to forget, but probably will....

* Colby sings louder than anyone else in the car. He loves Pharells new song 'Happy.' He is starting to get frustrated when people don't understand him, but making solid progress with his speech all the time. He loves his bed and eagerly asks for lights out - as long as he has a flashlight in hand. Mr. Independent has just started a few classes where he goes in by himself, he happily marches off without a glance back.

* Fights around the house contain the same buzzwords and insults - "you are a baby," and the ever popular "(insert siblings favorite sport) is the worst sport in the world!"

* Ella is all about soccer. She marched into a new clinic last night, clearly nervous. She didn't know a soul in the place and had never seen the drills they practiced. But, she did it and smiled.

* Reading, reading, reading. Ella and Drew read a few books a week and often stay up much, much too late reading. Tyler is fast on their heels, although for some strange T-Bone reason, he doesn't want anyone to know he can read.

* Last week Ella read the Secret Garden and we watched the movie. Now we are half way through Anne of Green Gables. Why this makes me happy, I have no idea, but I love it!

* Drew is still focused on Hockey. He also thouroughly enjoys using his Ipod and playing Xbox. He is most excited when invited to a friends house. His humor has taken on a little sarcastic tone...just another example of him growing up, I suppose.

* Tyler reminds me daily that 6 is an awesome age. Some recent observations and comments that arrive to me in a steady stream from the backseat of the car...."I think the mailman as a list that he checks off when he drops the mail off, because he would get all mixed up if he didn't!' "I think Turkeys walk around near the road because their brains are so tiny" "Big Foot is probably fast like a coyote and that is why it is so hard for people to find him."