Camp Borges

Let's play catch up

2011-11-03T10:53:00.000-07:00

The good thing about a blog, is you are able to write things down so you can remember them. The bad thing is, I have to write things down, so I don't forget them! The summer has come and gone- AMAZING! Jordan is 5 months, Daniel just had his 4th birthday and Reagan celebrates his second birthday next month. David's first year of school is going well, and I feel so grateful that he is able to learn about God and worship while he works on his academics. WCCA is really turning out to be a special place and we are making new friendships as the year goes on.

July - We went out to Oregon for a family reunion. Jordan's first plane ride at 3months, which he did great. It was the other boys who made it crazy. ( I felt sorry for us- forget the people around us! ;) This is outside the Riesterer farm, where Brian's mom Clare grew up. The weather was a chilly 60 degrees somedays, I couldn't believe we were wearing jackets in July. We actually had a fire going one day while we were up in Sunriver. The week was so relaxing. We mostly hung out but the kids were all over the place, with their cousins riding bikes (David rode w/o training wheels the whole week) , watching movies, getting chased by the big girls- which David and Daniel still talk about. They loved every minute of it!

Jordan learned to smile this trip. Aunt Tammy had just given him a bath in the kitchen sink and he loved to listen to her sing. I always come home, praying that I might sound as beautiful with my voice but she is much more talented. One night she sang David and Daniel to sleep with a silly song about their day, that she had made up second by second and it sounded awesome. If only!! I always look forward to spending time with she and Stephanie (sister in law). It is such a blessed time of girl talk and motherly advice. A few jacuzzi nights with a glass of wine were perfect relaxation from the chaos of keeping up with all of the boys and visiting with family.

Jordan was a charmer. All I had to do was feed him and then pass him on to the girls and grammy, who were patiently waiting to snuggle.

Reagan got a lot of snuggles too. Here he is with Aunt Tammy. Unfortunately, he was sick the first few days and then managed to spread it to me, Tammy, Schuyler, Reilly, and Satchel. Poor Schuyler got the worst of it, I felt so bad for her. Each night, each family "hosted" dinner. It is always a great idea, ours was good ole' bar-b-q. Yum! And then one night we had birthday cake to celebrate everyone's birthdays since we never get a party together. That was a big hit too.

Reagan couldn't get enough of hanging out with his cousins. They all were outside from dusk 'til dawn.

Reagan was smitten with his cousin River- he puts a little peck on her, but she's not quite sure about it ;0

The kids all rode down to the village shops and ran around. The weather wasn't so good but there was a bounce house and bumper cars, which the big kids were able to do. Last stop was the candy shop!

Pappo taking a bite out of Reagan's sweet feet.

David got up the nerve to try rock climbingas long as Uncle Kevin would give him a lift.

David rode around the culdesac at least a hundred times. I think even his big cousin Jarrett got wore out. (honestly, I dont' think David knew how to stop, so he just kept going)

Our trip was a blast! I could go on and on. I have a picture for every memory.......dad making beignets with the boys, taking the kids to the Desert Museum, all the kids playing baseball in the backyard, Daniel getting a haircut and crying the all time, Steph's great taco night and our visit on the farm. Definitely a cherished time with family and I can hardly wait until next time. Thanks mom and dad "B" for such a great vacation!

Crazy kidstuff

2011-08-03T19:24:00.000-07:00

This post is much overdue but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to write about my firstborn. David has turned FIVE and it still amazes me. I continually remind him that he was once the size of Jordan and he giggles with delight as I try to cuddle him in my arms like a newborn. His now lanky legs overflow out of my arms as he wiggles to try to break free, all the while he keeps saying "tickle me", again, again. Brian has come up with nicknames for all of the boys as they have grown and David's is "Mr. Smiles".

As our journey together continues, Brian and I pray for wisdom to teach and discipline David. My hearts desire is that he will follow in the footsteps of David, who sought to please God and wanted to be more and more like him everyday. I see this in David now, as we remain digilent in our training and he gets disciplined for disobeying. There are many days that he'll drop his head to the ground and say, ' I wanted to be good for you, mommy'. I can see the disappointment in his eyes as he realizes he failed to reach his goal. He has such a sensitive heart yet he can be so selfish minutes later, pushing and shoving for his place in the world. I can't help but feel a sadness for him, yet I am learning that his complex nature is a perfect opportunity to grow me in areas that need pruning........

For his birthday David was so excited to go to Chuck E Cheese. It seemed like a "big kid" thing to do. A few of his close friends, mainly from church joined us for the fun and a good time seemed to be had by all. I hadn't been to Chuck E Cheese since my elementary days, and apparently not much has changed. The game where you roll the ball up the lane and try to get it into the different holes for points, was still there. It has always been a favorite and we couldn't help but cheat a little, letting Reagan walk up the lane and put the balls in. 2,000 or so points (tickets) later and the boys came home with two plastic spiders. Money well spent.

This past year David has learned to ride his bike without training wheels, write his full name- which he loves to do- and recite his address and telephone number, among other things. He draws a beautiful rainbow and likes to draw pictures of us, usually in his favorite color blue. He's finicky about how he folds his toilet paper and straightens the lines on his socks, but has been wearing the same rubberband bracelets for about a month now religiously. His recent accomplishment was taking swimming lessons with Daniel and "graduating" from preschool. He was so proud of himself and I got a kick out of watching him pal around with his buddies at his graduation. It was evident he'd made friends that a few he might remember forever, as his first best friends. As he marched down the church aisle in his cap and gown, I couldn't help but remember the first time I held him, after he was born, and his first step, first word........and now on to the first day of school. Five years have past and a new venture is about to begin. Happy belated birthday to my first born. You have changed our lives forever.

Welcome Home sweet little guy

2011-06-21T12:00:00.000-07:00

You know that saying? Something about "tiny footprints on your heart" or 'you stomped on my heart, or "pitter- patter go the little feet that stole my heart'? O.k. , no not really. I can't remember it either but basically what I am trying to say is that, our little guy came into our lives quietly it seemed and suddenly (it would seem), considering his impending arrival has never been mentioned. But, it would sound silly to say that it was a surprise. We have been trusting God for years with our family planning (obviously) but the big surprise was, realizing that God was entrusting us to raise another child. What an awesome privilege and gift. Brian and I were amazed and totally excited! I could not wait to tell him the news that I regret to say, there was no romantic prelude or scavenger hunt, or daddy's #1 button. Only a text message and a little picture with two lines that revealed our awesome gift. Tacky I know, but that's the way it is nowadays- sad, but true.
My pregnancy went well, as usual. There was concern about how well my uterus would hold up, considering past surgeries but each prenatal visit, everything looked fine. I suffered from nausea for about 3 months but eventually it went away and for the most part, I enjoyed being pregnant. I waited impatiently to see my belly grow and delighted in the first flutters and kicks that were made. I could sit and watch my expanding waist line move like jello, for hours and hours and never bore. You, little guy, although you were the fourth; did not come into this world unappreciated. I felt like I had been pregnant for the first time. It was always exciting to me. I do have to be honest, it was more difficult with the other boys. Reagan was learning to walk and gain independence and David and Daniel required more and more discipline. There were those days but the big day always sneaks up on me. We planned to have the surgery at 38weeks, just to be on the safe side and surprisingly we made it. The morning was hectic, getting the kids ready for school and out the door but my mind stayed focused on what was to come. What a grand day! Grammy and Pappoo Borges and Grandma and Papa Stalnaker were there for the delivery, which was such a treat. Everything went as expected, and your little self was sprung into the world and in daddy's arms at 10:16 am April 21st.

Your daddy and I thought you looked a lot like David at first but as time as gone on, many see resemblance to Reagan. Your hands and fingers appeared long and you had more hair than the other boys, and blue eyes. Two blue eyed boys and two brown eyed ones. What a treat! I came home early, one day, which seemed too soon but the first week was precious. My recovery went well although very sore as expected, but having your grandparents here was so helpful and I felt that I could rest as I should. Watching your brothers explore their big brother roles with you has been exciting and dangerous at times. Reagan wants to love you so much that he hurts you and some days he likes to lick your hair, while attempting to kiss you. Life is extremely hectic but our schedule is getting sorted out. You are such a good baby, sleeping almost through the night and napping well. I have tried to be more careful of my diet to aid with better digestion and it seems to be paying off. Not many days of upset with your belly and I have been able to sustain you, which has been an answer to prayer. I anticipate watching you develop as these days carry on. You are so special to us Jordan.

A year in pictures.......

2011-03-05T12:33:00.000-08:00

Hi! I turned 1 year old Nov. 7 (2010). You wouldn't know it though, because my mom hasn't posted my pictures or blogged about it yet. But, 'see, that's me with my presents, so it's really true'. I had a great party! My papa and grandma from Florida were there, and some friends from church. Our neighbors, the Minors even came- oh! and "grandma Mo". I couldn't walk yet, but I made it around the yard anyway- mostly taking wagon rides, if anyone was willing to pull me.

This is me enjoying my cake. I did everything just like I was told to do- see my big icing face? My cake was cool. The lady at Publix decorated it with jungle animals, just from looking at a napkin. My daddy's nickname for me is "spider monkey" so I guess the jungle theme was a good idea. :) Here, I have four teeth, 2 on the top and bottom and I manage to eat just about anything.

(November)

I went to a birthday party for one of our pals Sammy. It was really chilly but I loved playing on the jungle gym, so I didn't mind the cold.

(October)

Here are my brothers. They are pretty cool, I can't wait until I can run through the corn maze with them. We went to the Corn Hollow corn maze but I hung out with mommy. She's pregnant with my baby brother, and pushing me through the maze in my stroller didn't seem like fun since she was nauseated all the time. You wouldn't know about my baby brother either, because she has yet to mention it since finding out in September. I guess she's been really busy with me and my brothers because she is way behind on this blogging thing. Anyway, he should be here in a few months.

(September)

I finally figured out how to crawl. So watch out, 'Here I come!'

(September)

My brother David loves to wrestle with me, and I am pretty good at it, too. My mommy calls me "blue eyes". Now you can see why.

(August)

I may not be able to walk, but that doesn't stop me. I am learning how to push the trains around the track so I can join in with my big brothers one day. That's one of their favorite things to do. Now, I see why.

(July)

I went on an adventure with my family to California to see my cousins and my grammy and pappoo Borges. Pappoo let me try on his patrol hat. Maybe I'll be a police man one day.

(June)

I am big enough to sit in the swing and it always makes me laugh. My mommy pushes me high, and I like it because I can be outside with my brothers when they're playing.

(June)

My mommy must've snuck up on me here, because I don't remember this one. I am pretty cute, though- huh?

Apparently, I am very little here. I don't drool now. Sweet pose with bum. Can anyone resist?

(May)

Seriously, just because one can't defend oneself, it doesn't mean you take advantage of him. My mommy and daddy thought it'd be funny for me to try on BubbaQ's teeth from the kids meal. I guess I'll fit right in living in the country.

(April)

My first trip to the beach. We took grammy and pappoo Borges to St. Augustine when they came out in April. It was very windy and sandy, and I don't remember liking it that much but hopefully next time, mommy will remember to bring the umbrella.

My first trip across country. My mommy and I went when I was 2months old to visit grammy and pappoo and my cousins. I was a good boy and traveled very well on the plane.

I was very sleepy because I had been visiting all day, out in California. It felt good to take a big nap. (January)

(December)

For some reason I could sleep just about any which way.....at least during day, that is. Here I am taking a precious nap.

Probably my first bath, (note the date) but I'll give my mommy and daddy the benefit of the doubt. Apparently, bath time is not priority with each new coming child.

(December)

I loved to snuggle down in my boppy. I could sleep this way for hours.

(November)

My big brother Daniel. I don't think he liked me very much at first, but likes me a lot now. He chases me around the bean bag and dances in the living room with me.

Here I am. Brand new me. November 7, 2010.

"Julie's Favorite Things"

2010-12-12T14:17:00.000-08:00

I have two words this Christmas season. 1. Parchment paper and 2. standing mixer. O.k. so that is four words, but you get the idea. For years I've watched Martha Stewart and quietly loved her and hated her, all at the same time. Did I really need to be so detailed, I thought? And, why does she always look so relaxed as she belts out a two page cake recipe? I always justified my lack of neatness and creativity to the fact that she 'did all of that as a full time job'. I lived in the real world , I couldn't possibly pull off the things she did or made, and I surely didn't need a fancy KitchenAid or waste my money on paper. Well, I broke down the other day and thought I'd try the parchment paper, just to see if it'd really save me time and frustation. Yes ma'am! How wonderful to not burn my cookies or have to scrap the pans. And, Brian brought home a Kitchen Aid standing mixer a few weeks ago, because he knew I'd talked about wanting one. WOW! I can't believe I didn't register for this thing, when we got married! It was so nice . I could actually leave it on and walk to the other counter for a minute and I never broke a sweat or got a cramp in my hand. Glorious day in the Borges kitchen!
So ladies, if you've been holding out just to save a few dollars or think you're a "pioneer woman" and don't need a fancy pants standing mixer, like I did. ( Or, if you are already a kitchen diva and I've been using these wonderful items for years). Then, give yourself a break and just do it. If we lived in a third world country, that would be one thing. But, 'hey, we're here and might as well enjoy a few luxuries in life. Don't ya think?

Thank Heaven for little boys

2010-11-24T03:45:00.000-08:00

So, this is out of order chronologically with the events of our family life, this past week. However, I couldn't help but blog about it, especially so I don't forget such an awesome moment.
On Saturday morning, out of the blue, David tells me that he talked to Jesus today. I, of course, asked him again because I thought I had heard wrong but he explained that he indeed had talked to Jesus that morning. When I asked him what he talked to Him about, he said he thought he had seen monsters and he started talking to Jesus. Jesus told him that he shouldn't be afraid, and that He would be his friend, 'all day long'. This fabulous moment opened the door for more discussion and encouragement to call on Jesus for all things. He has been questioning baptism a lot lately. I guess because he comes into church with us occasionally and has witnessed believers baptism a few times. I definitely don't feel equipped to make him understand the whole process but just to be able to have discussions with him about it is very neat and I know in time his understanding with increase naturally.

It overwhelms me that God trusts me enough to be responsible for teaching and guiding this little 4 year old. What is so cool about it though, is as we say the prayers with him and recite scripture, God does all of the rest. There is security knowing that ultimately David's salvation is not up to me or Brian but we are to lead him under the direction of Yahweh and trust that the seeds we plant will be sown into a foundation of faith and trust in Jesus Christ.

Fall Fun

2010-11-06T13:43:00.000-07:00

One of our new traditions in October is going to the Coon Hollow corn maze. Apparently this is the second year and it has grown tremendously with new activities and amenities, since last year. The concept is so simple and given the resources, this family has taken their many acres and grown some corn and added a few little buildings for food and selling jams and pumpkins and 'Viola!', you have a fun family activity for fall. The kids usually spend some time climbing on the stack of hay bales and take a ride in the barrels. But, their favorite thing to do is run through the corn maze with their daddy. He makes it much more exciting than I do and this year I had Reagan and a nauseous belly so we sat out. Overall, it was a really enjoyable day and it always gets me in the mood for Halloween and Thanksgiving.

Typically, I feel pressured as Halloween creeps up on me. For some reason I have to work hard to come up with costume ideas and I make it more of big deal than it deserves. Neither David or Daniel would dress up last year and of course Reagan can't put up a fight. But, this year I was determined to go all out and head to our big church event, Trunk or Treat. After a few discussions and persuasion, David decided to be Buzz Lightyear and Daniel would be Bob the Builder. Thankfully, the consignment store came to my rescue and Reagan was a lion. So, off to church we go.......Sunday afternoon, after waking up from naps and a long day all ready.......David was a good sport, motivated by candy ( he was convinced that he wouldn't get any, unless he was dressed up). Daniel, on the other hand had a melt down from the moment he woke up and refused to wear his outfit. (he still got candy ;) Reagan was very happy about his ferocious get-up but he went through with it and was cute as can be. The evening was fun, energy (sugar)packed and probably not worth the late night but in this world of childhood memories, it had to be done. A special thank you to my sweet, patient husband who helped the effort every step of the way. muuaaah!!

More progress day by day

2010-11-06T13:01:00.000-07:00

This past week, Reagan turned 11months old. This is significant to me, because he is not one yet and can still feel like my baby. Since my last post of him at 9 months, he's decided to crawl for real. Now, no more worm action. He moves fast too, I am afraid he's going to get a rug burn scooting from one side of the living room to the next. He's pulling up on things and standing, especially in his crib. He acts like he's the coolest kid around because he can stand up- it's so sweet too because usually he's blabbering or saying momma until I dont' answer, then he starts calling dada. For some reason, I am not too excited about his first birthday. I know it'll be exciting, because it's supposed to be, but it is so huge- he'll be one, never to be a baby again. I was craddling him in my arms yesterday and realized, he was almost too big for that already. What an incredible journey the first year is. There are so many changes and accomplishments and yet each year will unfold like that, as long as we have them. His blue eyes still amaze me and his toothy grin can light up the world. Changing his diaper, however, takes 4-point restraints. He tries to roll over and won't allow you to put his diaper on or snap his britches, I am usually out of breath once I finish with him. It's ridiculous but he thinks it's hysterical. He is already into the boys trucks and gets in their way, but David and Daniel are so kind to him and actually play with him to help me out when I am making dinner. He is eating some solids now, mashed bananas, mashed potatoes, nilla wafers and puffs. It freaks Brian out because he likes to put the whole wafer in his mouth and suck on it. His birthday is right around the corner and the expectations are high, that he'll be walking. I know this isn't fair, but it seems right because the other boys were walking at 10.5 months. We'll see. I'll try not to be too disappointed but I plan to practice with him until then.
Speaking of the other boys, David has started pre-K officially and going everyday to school. Some days are only mornings and I pick him up for lunch but the other days he stays like usual until I wake up from post-call. He seems to be more comfortable in his shell and making friends. His "best friend' right now is Elijah. I thought this was really cool until I realized that Elijah is always saying "holy crap" and I thought 'well that doesn't seem like something you'd here from Elijah'. So, we're working on that. It is a difficult process teaching David and Daniel how to stand apart from others, at such a young age. I give David credit for trying though. We talk about praying for the kids at school, if they aren't nice or say bad words and they both are learning to walk away from confrontation. It really tugs on my heart though when I realize that someone has hurt their feelings or David said to me the other day, in response to me saying, 'you should pray for him'. He said "well, he doesn't pray for me'. And I thought, what a difficult concept to grasp at 4 years old but he is getting it more than I realize and I know the wheels are turning, with the seed that we are planting, and thankfully God will do the rest.
Daniel's been going in the mornings with David. They didn't want to be separated. They are in different "curriculum" classes but for play time, the 3's and 4's are combined, so they get to be together and they both really seem to like that. A few days after his 3rd birthday, he decided to go to bed without his pacifier. I almost wanted to find it for him, but I caught myself and he's made it without it ever since. His maturity level is definitely not up to David's and he's into throwing temper tantrums lately, so he's getting more spankings than David. Yes, we're one of those "types of families" but these boys, it's necessary and effective.
The mornings are nice to have with only Reagan and know the kids are learning. God seems to be taking care of things at their school. I've been happy with the new teachers and director and have seen more church member involvement, which is encouraging. I feel a little guilty taking them to "school" each morning, but they seem to like it and it is helpful. I think if I didn't work, I'd really guilty but those few hours in the morning are about the only moments to myself and I am trying to make the most of them. I actually was able to read my Bible three days in a row last week.

So, life is moving along.....fast. But it is so sweet these boys make it worth it.

Daniel turns 3

2010-10-05T18:03:00.000-07:00

Another birthday, another year. Another wonderful reason to celebrate. Daniel is 3 today! (Well, September 29th to be exact) A little rougher around the edges but for the most part a joyful three year old. I have definitely seen the feistiness come out over the past year and he really likes to stir things up. He gets the biggest delight out of taking things from David and letting him chase after him, crying- like the world has come to an end. (Feisty). He burps at the table and loves to gargle his juice. (Feisty). He runs through the house naked, yelling at the top of his lungs; obviously showing off his manhood with pride. (Feisty). This feisty boy however, has the softest, sweetest kisses and shows his tender side when he's sleeping quietly enjoying the comfort of his pacifer (I haven't had the heart to take it away cold turkey), and still on occasion will ask to "hold me". He potty trained almost without any intervention and has been sporting his undies for a few months now.
He knows four Bible verses and almost always asks to say grace at meals. He loves going to "school" (day care) and his Sunday and Wednesday classes at church. He's not very shy and will try just about anything. We went to the springs for the first time and he jumped off the tree swing without hesitation and has learned to drive their 2 speed tractor like a pro.
He celebrated his birthday with dinosaur cupcakes at school and a spaghetti dinner with grandma and papa Stalnaker that evening. And, more cake. He got a new bike but isn't interested in riding it but will wear his helmet when we go for walks. He carried his #3 candle around the house for the whole week and seemed to enjoy his glorious moment when he blew it out, realizing that he was a new number now. He still thinks his birthday is going on, because he is still getting cards in the mail and wants to eat cake and ice cream after every meal.

                                                        Showing off his new fireman boots. These boys have been
                                                        5 pairs of boots since they started walking! The walkway he's
                                                        standing on, Brian made when he was doing cement in the pole barn.
                                                        All the boys have their names and hand prints in it. Love it! We'll be
                                                        it up when we move one day.

Daniel's First Easter 7 months

8 months

Daniel is a riot is all I can say. He is tough on the outside but so sweet on the inside. Every day is a new adventure with him and I cherish each one, praying we will have many more and praying ultimately that he will come to know Jesus. Happy Birthday Snugglebug.

Family ties that bind

2010-10-04T12:24:00.000-07:00

Went to Pt. Charlotte to celebrate my mom's 67th birthday. It was difficult to get away during this weekend, but it was important. My brother Mark and his wife Mie, pronounced (Mee-ey) were here from California. After spending a few moments with them, I couldn't believe it had been 2 yrs. since I had seen them. The east/west coast is so hard. It seems when I am ready for the day to end and my head hits the pillow, the "west coasters", (my in-laws included) want to talk. I can't blame them, when I lived in Arizona, I was the same way. It's weird but when you're the one out there, it seems like you're on another planet and it's perplexing to me that a whole other world is going on, or has ended 3 hrs. ahead.
Anyway, we had a great time being together for my mom's birthday. I think she really cherished her celebration and enjoyed the excitement that surrounded her. We actually were able to get a family picture with all of us and the boys tolerated the many takes that insued. I made her a mocoa cake that turned out good, but I thought a little heavy on the coffee flavor. She seemed to like it thought, which is what counts and I enjoyed making a new recipe. For her gift, we got her a pair of sapphire earrings to match her necklace I had gotten her a few years ago. She seemed really overwhelmed by them and kept saying how beautiful they were.
We took the boys to the harbour, which is a cheap, easy, and closer alternative to the beach. However, we found out in an untimely manner that there was warnings for bird droppings. Apparently, the seagulls are nesting on shore and spending more time than usual hanging around. Great. After we just waded and swam in the water for the past hour. Thankfully, nobody got sick and the next time I guess I'll have to be more adventurous and head to the real beach. The boys did see a big crab hanging out on the dock, which they thought was way cool.
It's always weird going "home". I have a lot of memories there growing up. Many aren't that good either, especially the high school years, b/c of my old boyfriend. In some way it feels like a healing process each time I go back and I thank God over and over for bringing the man I married and replacing those not so good memories, with new healthly great ones.

From trash to treasure

2010-09-16T12:48:00.000-07:00

Most friends of ours know how great Brian is mechanically. However, what most may not know, is how brilliant and economically inclined he is! It is a little embarrassing to share, but so far he has brought home two initally, non-working machines and got them working for about the price of peanuts. I am usually a little reluctant to see what he may bring home from the dump (we have to take our trash in), especially if he may want to use it in the house. Thankfully, this has never happened but recently the captured items have been very useful.

The first is a commercial mosquito trap. If anyone has ever been out to the "Borges ranch", especially at night, then you know how bad the mosquitoes can be. Brian has been wanting one of these machines for awhile and warned me that we would soon spend $500-1,000 to get one. Praise the Lord that my husband is a great mechanic! He got this one working for a few hundred bucks and after tweaking with it patiently, it's working. David checks it everyday, to make sure there are mosquitoes in the net and we've already noticed less attacks by the pests.

Second, is a John Deere tractor that the boys are loving. It apparently had a wire that wasn't hooked up or something, but Brian got it running and besides missing it's hood- runs like a champ. David has learned how to drive, like a pro and has been explaining to me the correct sequence of R, 1, 2. He drives around the yard convinced that he is mowing, and takes it very seriously, the changing the gear thing. Daniel on the other hand, isn't quite as proficient with the gears and scares us half to death when he's behind the wheel. Just imagine, crazy almost 3 yr old Daniel behind the wheel- in second gear, with a huge smile on his face yelling "WHEE!". Then seconds later you see/hear BOOM! and see that he's ran into a tree or another stationary object. All the while laughing out loud the whole way.
So, until the next trip to the dumps. Who knows what was someone else's trash will become our treasure. :)

Things are changing

2010-08-21T10:40:00.000-07:00

Well, the Borges house has experienced a few changes around here.

First, Reagan turned 9 months this month. Can't believe it! It is busy trying to keep up with everyone, it snuck up on me. He's still the sweetest thing- just goes with the flow. He doesn't seem to anxious to crawl or stand, although he's been sitting on his own for awhile and he does the airplane move on his belly, kicking his legs feverishly behind him, like he may take off. Just this week he got up on his knees by himself, I am hoping he'll want to see what all of the fuss is about. I know he has it in him, b/c he moves around the floor somehow, just not the conventional way. He got two of his front teeth, on the bottom a few weeks ago and his second two, on top, are coming through more each day. He is very noisy, likes to hear himself talk and babble and loves to listen to you sing. It'll calm him right away if he's upset, just for someone to start singing. He really loves patty-cake and laughs hysterically when he is tickled. It is so funny! He seems to know his name and is very fond of his big brothers.

Second, David has become the big helper around the house. He surprises me sometimes b/c he'll come in the kitchen and ask ' is there anyting I can do for you?'. Admittedly, my first inclination is to say no thank you, but I am learning to relinquish some of my control (freak) attitude and let him. He actually made his own PB& J the other day! He enjoys picking out MANY items in the grocery store and putting them on the belt, and then helps carry the bags in, once we get home. It is quite the treat and I feel so proud of him, taking on the big boy role.

Third, Daniel is almost 100% potty trained. He wears underwear all day, except for naptime and at night and rarely has an accident. He even made it through school this week two days, with underwear. Besides, being so proud of him, it has been great not having to buy anymore pull-ups. Thanks to Grammy B for getting the ball rolling, there's no turning back now.

As for mommy and daddy, we walk here and there and every where, only flying in the sky. And, we can make our own pb&j, while being in our underwear. :)

3,000 miles away but worth every one

2010-08-10T20:11:00.000-07:00

I always look forward to visiting Brian's family in California. All of the cousins help out with the kids and they have so much fun. Spending time with his parents and brothers and sister is such a blessing. Each visit I think we all wish more and more that the distance between us would get shorter. One of these days it might but until then we are making the most of it.

David and Daniel swam everyday in Grammy and Pappoo's pool. They both kept their swimmies on but their courage and excitement took on a new life of its own. Daniel was a little daredevil, sliding down the slide without any reservation and full of energy. David also got past his fears and went down the slide numerous times as well as the diving board. He even learned how to jump in doing cannonballs! We had a blast and loved the ease of bedtime after a long day in the pool. It was amazing how fast their little eyes went shut.
The flight out and back went well. Reagan was a champ, as usual. He got a cold while we were out there and ultimately ended up with a double ear infection. Unfortunately, he wasn't diagnosed until we got back. I felt so bad for him on the plane coming back but he hung in there and made it through. (He's better now, although ear tubes are in his future).
Most of the time we spent at the house hanging out and swimming. One day, however, we ventured to Santa Cruz with the whole gang and made a day of it. It's basically a boardwalk on the beach, with rides and food and of course the beach. The boys had a ball, they rode a train ride, airplane, skyline, ate huge ice cream cones and 'bout drown in the tide. The water was really cold but they somehow managed to run through it and probably would've gone swimming had I let them. Anyway, we walked out to the beach and played in the waves until the tide started coming in. It snuck up quick and we got soaked up to our waists and Daniel went tumbling like a seashell swept up on shore. We got him, but a little thrill for a minute.

Great grandma Gigi lives in an ACLF nearby so we were able to visit with her for awhile. She was doing o.k. for 103 years old. She always has a smile on her face and the most gentle, sweet spirit.

Brian and I had the pleasure of going out for dinner, which was so nice and we even stayed at a hotel for the night while grammy and pappoo took care of the boys. I don't believe they missed us a bit. Grammy and pappoo kept giving them more treats and were so much fun. What a fun treat though, to sleep all through the night. Much thanks to grammy and pappoo.

It was difficult to say goodbye but knowing that we'll see them in December made it a little easier. Thankfully we made it back safe and sound.

"Time flies when you're having......

2010-08-10T19:19:00.000-07:00

Basically, not even knowing where to start, I find myself looking back over the past month, wondering where it went. Since I started my job on the Bone Marrow Transplant Unit, the first part of June my life feels a little off balance. Switching from nights to days has been an adjustment and adding more hours to my week has proven a little more than I can handle sometimes. I am still deciding if I like where I am right now. I have relearned a lot of skills I had forgotten or not utilized since nursing school. So, in a way it has been refreshing taking on such a challenge. However, as always, I decide to make changes that are generally drastic because I am too impatient to wait out the course of restlessness. I knew I was needing a break from L&D, but at this chaotic time in my family life, I definitely have pushed myself. I truly believe God led me here yet I don't have clear answers why. Maybe He just wants me to see others that are truly suffering , to realize that my petty disatisfactions with the world are self indulging and unwarranted. Or, maybe He's preparing me for something to come later in my life or one of my loved ones. Either way, both of those things are happening. I am unable to put into words the transformation and healing process that takes place in some one's body as he/she fights for their life from cancer. Their bodies go from typical, "normal", to (for lack of better words) hanging on by a thread. Just when I think he/she is on the verge of defeat, the healing begins and before long normalcy returns. Obviously, it is not that easy and the person who has a transplant still faces ups and downs and possibly readmission to the hospital for complications, but the body is absolutely amazing to observe as it goes through this process. As I continue to move forward in this new area, I struggle with a lack of desire to work ( I'd rather be home with my family), and fond memories of L&D ( I miss the camaraderie and unique nature and excitement of that unit). I can't honestly say I am completely happy or content where I am but I am taking it day by day.

Summer Fun

2010-06-28T18:42:00.000-07:00

The boys have been having fun swimming this summer. We are very grateful for friends that have invited us to their homes for pool time. It definitely beats the heat and they are becoming more and more comfortable with the water. Hopefully, the "swimmies" will come off soon. David is a little more cautious, but Daniel, as you can see goes for the gusto.

Taking a ride with daddy

2010-06-28T11:21:00.000-07:00

The kids thought it'd be fun to head to the blackberries via trailer, with daddy. Well, of course!

Hidden treasure

2010-06-07T11:46:00.000-07:00

David didn't really have a "boo-boo", but he wanted to wear a bandaid b/c Daniel had one

Daniel sporting his real "boo-boo". Poor little guy.

This is before they set off for the blackberry bushes

At this time of year, it is very common for local farms to advertise "Free pick-in" for blueberries and blackberries. It has always seemed like a really fun thing that we could do as a family, and the boys would love it. Somehow, it came around in the paper recently and although it seemed like a great idea, I just couldn't muster up the energy to drag all of the kids to a near by farm in the heat and humidity to do it. I thought up all the crazy reasons why I shouldn't......'it'll mess up nap time and (that means no mommy time), or it'll be too hot, or I'll have the boys all by myself- it'll be too hard. Whatever the lame reason, I decided to forego it again.

Thankfully, the Lord thought I needed a break from my lameness and provided our own "free pick-em" bushes. I knew that we had a few blackberry bushes nestled along our driveway from years past, however I didn't realize, until Brian suggested it, that we have alot of blackberry bushes. It was great! The kids were so excited to show me where all of our treasure was hiding and we picked until our hearts were content. David ate most of his, so I had to constantly remind him to put some in his bucket, because I was planning to bake a pie. His little hands and fingers were purple and the dark ring around his mouth was a dead giveaway that he was enjoying them more than saving them. Unfortunately, the evening before the boys took a ride, in the trailer, behind Brian's mower and Daniel toppled out onto the limerock road. That's what the picture is all about with the bandaids. Anyway, our "treasure" was found and the pie was baked. Delicious if I can say so myself.

Watermelon Festival

2010-06-07T11:06:00.000-07:00

Holding on for dear life

Getting ready to ride the train

All-you-can eat watermelon

Miss "Delucca" riding safe with the boys.

O.k. so for those of you who know, yes this event was over a month ago. Whatever! Anyway, so I ventured off to the Watermelon Festival with the boys. All 3 boys, all by myself. My man Brian was working at the house and couldn't be pulled away, so I thought it wouldn't be that bad to go alone, especially since it was outside. I'd been wanting to go for years and somehow have always missed it. Whew!!! First of all, it was hotter than....(Haiti) and pleasantly 75% humidity (at least). Second, I forgot my debit card so I had to mooch off of my good friend Teri. and hope I didn't need anything else. (thanks girl!) Third, babies don't seem to like the heat b/c Reagan wasn't too happy about being drug all over creation, sweating to death. so he wasn't the most enjoyable party goer. We managed to have a good time. David and Daniel enjoyed the rides and I braved the ferris wheel with the two of them. Boy, was I scared! They each ate a whole watermelon I am sure and slept the whole ride home. Mommy on the other hand, was exhausted and didn't get a nap, so next year I am taking daddy.

"Reagan for President"

2010-06-05T18:45:00.000-07:00

Learning to explore new activites

Loving the cool water of Heart Springs

His first ride in the swing.

Posing for mommy

Dedication Sunday. Went to Grandma Mo's after church for Mother's Day lunch.

6 Months.............gone. The months have flown by. Reagan is going to be 7 months old in a few days. Maternity leave seems like a century ago. (But, sometimes I still wish I had those quiet, peaceful moments at home- just he and I, cuddling and sleeping the day away). Those days have been replaced with activity and chaos at every corner. Most days we start early, ~6:15 although Reagan sleeps through the night now, David and Daniel rise early and are bouncing off the walls by 8:30 if they haven't made it outside. Reagan likes to wake up ~ 5:30 and laugh and kick in his crib, usually a poopy diaper is part of the ritual as well. Thankfully, he drifts back to sleep with a little coaxing and will give me a little time to get the big boys settled before I am drastically out-numbered.

I have had many friends and such ask me if going from 1-2 was worse than 2-3? I find that I don't know how to answer because the season of life that is taking place, usually seems overwhelming at the time. It is definitely harder now with 3 but I have a schedule for most of my days and know how I like to do things. It's funny b/c, one would think going out with your husband would make everything a little easier. However, since I with all 3 by myself the majority of time, I get flustered when I have help. I'd have to say that Brian probably feels the same way. He has his routine when he has them all and I come in and usually try to take over, screwing him up.

Reagan is a little charmer. Very even tempered and very easy-going. He must know that he has to be, with all the other chaos that is going on around him, but he is a really good sport about it. I know I keep saying this, but I really can't believe 6 months has gone by. He'll be up walking soon, especially if he takes after his brothers. He's trying to scoot around on his belly right now, and cannot be trusted when left on his own. I am hoping he does walk early. I generally find it easier, in some ways. This boy is getting heavy! He weighed in at 20lbs. this past week and is all chub. The poor little guy even has a "mystery penis" b/c of all of his rolls. I am assured that one day it'll pop out, but Brian admittedly is a bit concerned. :) Now, he is getting a tooth so I guess the food will have to keep a coming.

The eyes still have it for me. His "baby blues" are mesmerizing and look deep into mine. I wonder what he is thinking and wait with anticipation to hear the many things he's been wanting to say. Right now, Brian and I are each pushing for him to say "mama" or "dada". If I remember correctly, it seems the other boys said "dada" first, so I am hoping for "mama" this time. I think my prayers are working, b/c I've heard him say what sounds like "mama" a few times lately- even David agrees to it.

Unfortunately, he has had an ear infection since the first of April. I have given him 4 oral antibiotics and finished a three-day course of IM injections this weekend. Hopefully, he'll heal from this particular "bug" and move on. But, if he doesn't or if he gets another infection soon after, we'll probably have to put tubes in. I know this isn't a big deal, but it would be nice to think we could skip that route.

I have yet to start his baby book, yet I have everything ready to do it. I dream of the perfect book I'll make for him one day but keeping up is obviously a struggle and I'd rather watch him grow than drive myself crazy with that which has past. One day, it'll get done. Thankfully, there are photo books.

David rides his bike

2010-06-05T17:59:00.000-07:00

Better late than never

2010-05-19T19:11:00.000-07:00

David with Gabriel and Nicholae at his birthday party

Verity, Daniel, David & Sammy blowing out the candles

Little Miss Verity in the middle of all those silly boys. You go Girl!

David got a new bike. Here he is not excited about it. Newer pics to come.

My birthday boy. 4..........really?

It's a good thing nobody else is keeping track of my tardiness in writing. I am too hard on myself, it is amazing I even manage to blog at all, and I realize that. I am grateful for this new concept of blogging, I don't think I'd ever be able to keep memories of the kids this organized otherwise. And, it is fun to look back at previous entries and read what was happening and what was on my mind at the time.

Anyway, fun was had at David's party. He and his friends participated in his first pinata. The thrill only lasted a few minutes and the candy at the end was all the rave, of course. I was more excited about his new bike than he was, but usually David takes a little while to come around. It was pretty hot and humid. The realization that summer is right around the corner.....ugh.

David insisted his cake be Thomas the train, even though I really pushed for something else. He wanted chocolate with chocolate icing, strange enough but then he didn't really care for it later. It was goood, totally from scratch. I guess the boy didn't realize. :)

Happy Birthday David. You are sensitive and sweet and have such a gorgeous smile. You are learning new scripture and impress me everyday with how much you know. I could listen to you sing while you play all day long. You are my firstborn and there is nothing like it. You will always hold a special place in my heart. I love you.- Mommy

Not the norm

2010-05-06T13:25:00.000-07:00

I could eat this kid alive!!
There's those cheeks again!
Surfing the waves in St. Augustine
Grammy Borges loves me
My "hard working men"

We had a great visit with Brian's parents. It seems we've managed to keep up a tradition. Ever since David's 1st birthday Ron and Clare have come out to celebrate. Besides the fact that it is a pleasant time to visit Florida, we love having them- and I think it makes David feel special that they come for his birthday. I don't think Daniel has figured it all yet, or else he'll start expecting it for his birthday too and then it might get difficult. The week went so fast; it never feel long enough and the tears weld up when the goodbyes are said. We hung out at the house the first few days, since I was working. Wednesday, we went out with an attempt to get a bike for David, for his birthday. I don't know why this seemed so important to me. It didn't to him. All he cares about is trucks and trains and while we tried to have him test-drive one, his attention was at the Thomas train table or mostly with Daniel. Those two test drove every electric two-seater jeep and car they had. I really think those cars are cool, yet I kept thinking it'd be best to have him learn how to ride a bike before learning to drive a car. That's what is wrong today. Kids don't know how to be kids. Go back to the "bare bones". Play outside, build forts, chase butterflies through the yard, run in the sprinklers, eat popsicles in the sun, write a check. Oops. That one is for me, I seem to be resistant to too much technology. Thursday, we went to St. Augustine. Brian wasn't thrilled, he'd like to never set foot on a beach but the boys were excited and I love it b/c then he'll be more apt to go b/c of them. Yet, I am more partial to the gulf we set out to show grammy and pappoo a good time. We stopped at an old antique place along the way, and the boys were in hog heaven looking at tractors and old farm equipment. There was even a train car they got to go on. It was a fun day and the weather was beautiful. Friday and Saturday were filled up with preparing for David's party and getting together with everybody Sat. morning.

Since Brian and I started our family, I feel a sense of loss being far away from our parents. It could be worse. My parents are only 3 hours away, yet we don't get together as often as one would think. Work keeps us very busy, of course and we enjoy being at our church on Sunday's, especially since I work ever other weekend. Now that Brian is teaching a class, it presents more of an issue to take off for the weekend.
Having my in-laws here is always a joy. I know many people that don't have great relationships with their spouse's parents, so I feel very grateful to have them. Calling them mom and dad is still strange sometimes, although I don't know why. They have welcomed me into their family with open arms and are parents that I would gladly consider my own. When my past relationship ended, I prayed and prayed that I would meet someone who was apart of a large family and God answered my prayer faithfully. Actually, even better than I had hoped.

It is fun to see them with the boys. Since Reagan made 12 grandkids for them, they have a little more experience than my own parents. They'll take off with all 3 and go run errands or take them to the mall and lunch. It is so nice to feel comfortable to let them do that and it definitely helps me out. My parents came up for David's birthday too, which was a lot of fun having both sets of grandparents here. That definitely helped me out! (Brian and I had our first date night in about 6mths. Dinner AND a movie!) My parents are getting the hang of it and realizing, I think, that if we keep adding to the numbers they'll have to keep up. Whether they want to or not! It has been fun to watch them grow into their role, seeing them act up and be silly and take such pride in everything the boys do. I realize more and more, each day what a blessing it is to have parents that are still dedicated to each other and act as role models to the kids.

April in a flash

2010-04-28T12:12:00.000-07:00

Can it really be? Almost a full month has past, and I've yet to record anything in writing. Thankfully, my camera is still working well enough to catch some cherished moments. However, I am anticipating blowing a lot of money on a new, spiffy digital that I can capture gorgeous, "real life" memories of our life with these crazy boys. I feel like I can't get enough of them. Right now, the house is hauntily quiet, I just finished my quiet time and prayed the first good prayer in many days. Yet, I am restless looking at the clock deciding when to jump into reality and go pick up the kids from school and the babysitter. It is so bitter sweet. These moments of solitude are rare and lovely, yet my heart aches to be in the chaotic presence of my David, Daniel, and Reagan.

David turned 4 on Sunday. It is really true what "they say". Hang on, because it goes so fast. After having Reagan, I have felt like I was on a whirlwind trying to keep up with everything. Meanwhile, David is maturing, physically growing and can barely cradle in my arms. He understands many things yet he is very sensitive and not always eager to express himself when presented with the opportunity. He listens to everything that is said, which lately has been frightening for me because sometimes I'd like to take back a few things. He guides Daniel, sometimes physically by the hand, or by his words. He tells him where daddy is and when he'll be home. He's very matter of fact and detailed with his stories. He has a great imagination, and wants to know things like 'why don't the Thomas trains have ears' (this is very concerning to him). He really wants to know how things work, 'how does the train get onto the track', 'where do fishsticks come from' and ' when am I going to pick him up from school?'. I see his desire to please and be accepted. He is more timid about speaking to strangers, or being put on the spot. Yet, when he is comfortable, he never stops talking and he speaks loudly. While driving through town, I am reminded of every school bus, truck, tractor or other large "working man" equipment that goes by- in a very loud voice. Sometimes, it feels deafening but other times, like when he belts out "When we all get to Heaven" in the back of the van- I can hardly contain myself. He remembers everything. He can recite Jonah and the whale, David and Goliath and detailed instructions of daily chores and rules, whatever it is he is soaking it up like a sponge. Many days he surprises me with what he knows and his big grin of approval is evidence that he is proud of himself. Also, surprising to me is how affectionate he is. I used to think Daniel would be the soft, cuddly type and sometimes he is, yet David really seems more sensitive and cuddly. He always begs for me to sleep with him and he picks me bouquets of great proportion on a daily basis. Nothing is cuter than a little boy in rubber boots with dirt from head to toe, carrying a handful of wildflowers, a big grin on his face and puckered lips expectantly waiting a kiss (of approval) on any given day. My heart just melts at the thought.

Besides etching all the cute things he does into my memory, I am more and more aware of what he is learning. Some things aren't so cute and put me to shame when I realize I might have sound that way one day or wasn't the godly model he needed in a situation. Praying for David and his brothers is a huge responsibility and yet wonderful privilege. I am amazed each day that Brian and I have been given such a wonderful gift from God and that He expects and encourages us to lead them on a righteous path. Looking back on my childhood and seeing the seeds that my parents planted for me, I am realizing the agony they must have felt when I strayed. The Bible states, Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6. That scripture is such an encouragement to me, because I know that I am going to screw up sometimes but I place my trust in this word and I can rest assured God will be faithful providing guidance and protection to my boys. One day I pray that David will also place is trust in Christ and accept Him into his heart. Until then I will keep "training" the best I know how with God's grace, day by day.

And baby makes 3

2010-03-28T21:48:00.000-07:00

Just to prove my child does get a bath.

Baby station #2

Absolutely the cutiest kid on the planet

"This tummy time is stupid" My 3 little charmers.

In honor of my friend's 'second time around', I got to thinkin. How different has it been for me, the third time around? Well, for starters:

#1 I NEVER once thought about keeping my pee stick for my scrapbook.

#2 Instead of fun and exciting, I found my "peenatal" visits an inconvenience and even missed a few.

#3 Poor Brian- he didn't get a love note on his pillow about being a new daddy- instead, I just kissed him before bed and said 'how'd you like another kid?'

#4 My countdown to delivery was more about the realization of the dreaded no-sleep zone, than about the actual delivery.

#5 I brought my little man home all by myself, just he and I - liked we'd been out at the mall for the day. And, Brian only stayed about 8hrs. overnight my entire stay.

#6 The poor kid didn't get a "real" bath until he was 2months old and now he can barely get one once a week.

#7 The first time around, we tried to never let David cry. Poor Reagan has to go the distance with this one- waiting until everyone else is settled. Occasionally, he even hits the "high notes".

#8 I haven't been to the grocery store with all three kids yet.

#9 I never entertained the idea to keep a journal or write to him in utero- I knew it'd never happen.

#10 But, because this was the 3rd one and maybe the last- I am taking it all in every moment as best as I can and doing things I didn't with the first.

2010-02-28T13:46:00.000-08:00

2010-02-28T13:21:00.000-08:00

2010-02-27T22:54:00.000-08:00

My little "buddha baby"

"ACHOO!!!!"

Pure Cuteness

Daniel very proud of his baby brother

David proving he is the ultimate BIG brother

I never thought I'd want to be a "stay- at home mom". I enjoy my job, it feels good to be out of the house. I drink more water and eat more at work, because I only have myself to contend to. I even go to the bathroom, alone and it feels weird. (but good) I get to carry on "intellectual " conversations with adults. Sometimes, I even get a few minutes to read or catch up on my email. But, I must admit, the 12 weeks I had off after Reagan's birth were so sweet. Although, the days were hectic and jammed full of responsibilities and frustrations, it was nice to only have that "work" to worry about.

Many of my friends ask me 'how do you do it?'. My answer would be, "I have no idea". I have been back at work for 3 weeks now and I have yet to feel organized. I manage to take a few minutes during my shift (while pumping) and dream of my precious chubby- cheeked, full of joy (and gas) and smiles baby boy (and that I'd make 18oz of milk b/c I can barely fill a Coke can). With those icey blue eyes that dance like glittering water and stare right at me, like he's trying to tell me something. I could not be more in love right now. Amongst all of the frustrations and chaos, my days are also filled with three boys that love life. I don't know if it's because this may be our last, but I am really taking it all in. I can barely get enough of Reagan's soft, sweet cheeks that I smother with kisses all day. I want to hug David and Daniel so hard, I think they feel like I may squeeze them to death. I feel so blessed to have these gifts from God. I had dreamt about having children, but never understood how it could take over your entire being.

Reagan is almost 4 mths. It is unbelievable. He isn't sleeping through the night yet. Although, the other boys didn't either, until almost a year old. He is sleeping better though, giving us at least 3-4 hrs. at a time. He loves attention. If he's upset, often it is that he only wants someone to talk to and that he does a lot. His little coos and gurgles are untranslatable, but I assume he is telling me how much he loves me. He isn't rolling over yet but can get himself to his back, if he's on his side. He's been holding his head up well for awhile now but gets very angry if I try to give him "tummy time". The best way to make him happy is to get him naked while changing his diaper and I love to count his rolls. He sort of looks like a buddha baby, so I tend to kiss his "buddha" belly a lot too. Now, that we've made it through the first few months, I wonder why I always get so bent out of shape at first. I look back now and think 'it wasn't so bad' . Waking up every 1-2hrs wasn't that bad. Nah, what was my problem anyway? So far, I've done that 3 times..... gotten bent out of shape. You'd think I'd have learned but I have only improved in small ways. Thankfully, I have a husband that doesn't get bent out of shape easily and my little heart is forever grateful. Brian has kept me grounded and not allowed me to get too crazy. And, if I did he loved me anyway which was amazing.

I am still learning......I want to be such a good mom. I am so glad that love endures all and covers all transgressions. I know as I am going through this journey, trying to be a "good mom"- that I am making mistakes and disappointing myself and my kids. I can only pray that through it all my boys will see how much I love them and forget about the ways I disappointed them.

Have newborn-will travel

2010-02-11T10:35:00.000-08:00

making the boy smile

cousin Hannah loving on Reagan

grandma and her Sammy

one word - "adorable"

grammy and pappoo

The night before I left Reagan slept the longest night

Emily, Tammy, me, Reagan

grandma Riesterer, Sammy, Reagan, me and Mom "B"

Meeting Reagan for the first time

It's been a few weeks since I got back from my trip. Taking Reagan to California was a last minute decision. I must say I probably won't do something so drastic again. Don't get me wrong, it was a great visit- Reagan did wonderful on the plane, there were no flight delays, and seeing my in-laws was a treat. But, I really missed my "other" boys. I was constantly feeling like I had forgotten something and I truly missed Brian being there to help me on the plane. Reagan's first big travel adventure. The other two went on theirs at two months, so it was only fitting to keep up the trend. He and I had wonderful bonding time and he was so good for me while we traveled, I kept thanking him and loving on him for being such a good boy.

Once we arrived to San Francisco, Brian's dad was waiting for us and we made the trek home. Clare had a nice welcome dinner with Aunt Jan, Uncle Ron and Aunt Pidge. The warm welcome was just what I needed after my exhausting day. The next day, we took a road trip to Merced to see Brian's brother Kevin and Tammy and girls. That is always a fun visit and always too short. We miss them all so much. The girls loved Reagan to pieces and another great dinner was had. The next morning, after yummy blueberry muffins we headed back, just in time to see Stephanie and Shadd and celebrate River's 2nd birthday. We enjoyed the best grilled cheese sandwiches, I had ever had and of course Ben & Jerry's. Sunday was more a relaxed day. Still not having much sleep, b/c Reagan was on a different time schedule I decided to walk the mall. And, spent the day hanging out preparing to head back the next morning, bright and early. Reagan gave everyone his best smile and seemed to tag along well. Everyone was so thrilled to meet him and many memories were treasured. Especially, our visit to see great grandma Riesterer. She has 40 or 50 great grand kids, I think but to see her light up meeting a new one, was quite endearing.

Boys will be boys

2010-02-06T11:21:00.000-08:00

Posing his stout little self

Daniel's balancing act

David eating icicles

Munching on the "icicles"

January proved to be an extremely cold one for us "Floridians". And, not to mention busy. Hence, I am just now acknowledging it going into the first week of February. Aw, the love month. I really enjoy kisses and valentines, being sweet on my sweetie. Oh, but back to January. Yes, cold it was- difficult for a mom with three, one of which isn't heavier than a sack of potatoes. David and Daniel still needed their "unleashing", 30 degree weather or not those boys need to be outside. So, trying to stay warm was futile but we managed and I got good at keeping track of them from the couch where I spend many hours a day nourishing my little sack of potatoes.
Brian even"made" icicles for them and they loved it. Every morning they would run to the door to check if there were any frozen spears hanging from our tree. What a delight for them! All they wanted to do was eat them and thought it was funny when they starting melting on their head.

As their day progresses, I hear stories of how they are going on an adventure. This entails pushing their dump trucks out in the clearing , back in the woods- "we're going to the airport" they say, headed for "California". I guess that's how they connect to their grammy and papoo and cousins. Anyone going on a plane is bound for California. Or, their "adventure" might be marching through the daddy-made trails, searching for bears. Regardless of how the outdoor adventure starts out, it usually involves lots of dirt or recently because of all of the rain, lots of mud. As frustrating and exhausting as it can be, there is nothing more endearing than my little boys with mud covering them from head-to-toe- evidence of their passion at heart.

Daniel takes delight in aggravating David, taking his toys when he's not looking or sitting to close while watching a movie. He loves his big brother, hanging on his every word and repeating everything he says- just like it was his idea. Reagan is fitting in nicely. He just goes with the flow. Smiling, and cooing; blowing bubbles, with eyes just a sparkingly. David and Daniel have great big plans for teaching him all about trucks, trains and mud. Lord, help me!

Two months and counting

2010-01-12T12:10:00.000-08:00

Reagan, you are two months old. It has been an exciting time with you so far.

Mommy is very tired most days, but each day is getting a little better. You still wake up a few times at night to eat and typically like sleeping in your bouncy seat or in an upright position. You are a very gasey baby, just like your brothers were. I try to watch what I eat, but it doesn't seem to matter so we manage the best we can- you are going in to get weighed in a few days but mommy thinks you are growing well because you eat every 2-3 hrs. most days and when you are growing it is difficult to keep up with feeding you. And you are going through your diapers like crazy. This past week has been fun because you started smiling- not the gasey smile but with your eyes lighting up and a big 'ole grin on your face. You are looking at me right now with those big blue eyes. BLUE EYES! Can you believe it, where did they come from. I am so happy that you have blue eyes like me. You are starting to sleep better, (note pics) and mommy tries to keep you comfortable in most any place. You make a lot of noises in your sleep and wake yourself up when your hands move, so mommy still swaddles them down although you break out most of the time.

Your brothers David and Daniel want you to play trains with them and love to share their toys with you. David has been telling you he loves you everyday and they both kiss you often. You are a great shopper with mommy so far and ride in the car very well. You seem to like it a lot. Unfortunately, it has been extremely cold so most days we can't go outside. But, when it warms up I can't wait to take you outside and show you the birds and the trees and new sounds and feel the warm sunshine on your face. I am sure your blue eyes will look even more beautiful under the sun.

Happy New Year ( and all that jazz)

2009-12-31T19:22:00.001-08:00

"I got Gordon!!!"

"James!!!"

Thank Heaven for play tents (it was raining all day)

Santa brought a cool cement mixer

Thanks Santa for the garbage truck

Another year has come and gone. Unbelievable. The anticipation of Christmas has now left a mellow, downer kind of feeling. I even noticed it in church last Sunday. The mood seemed exhausted, slow , almost depressed. What's that all about? I guess it's hard because all of us probably anticipate Christmas, in some way. Looking back, when I was little, I would keep my head covered while I sweat to death; afraid that Santa would know I was still awake. Ever year I would get a new baby doll and dreamed of being a mommy, taking my "baby" everywhere- (at least wherever a bike would take you). Now, being much older and a mom, I am evaluting the spirit of Christmas more and more. I would be lying if I said I didn't like receiving presents, but gradually I have found that receiving is less and less fulfilling. The highlight of my season was enjoying the lights on our tree and experiencing the "magic" with the boys. I felt more peace this year as I looked harder at the miraculous story of Jesus' birth and what it all means to me. It is easy, year after year to not pay attention or appreciate the magnitude of how our King came to earth and eventually saved me by his death on the cross. It is truly something to dwell upon. It is tricky now that I am a parent. How do you teach the true meaning of Christmas and yet allow your kids to enjoy the temporary perks of the "holiday". You have to address the Santa thing, they see him all over the place and hear about him from other children. So, deciding how to handle it is something to consider. Do you want to spoil the fun so soon as a child or let them have fun and trust the true meaning will penetrate through the other fluff. It just seems weird to me building up the anctipation of Santa coming, leaving him cookies, looking for reindeer ( which is all fun) and yet teaching the story of Jesus, our Saviour being born all in the same breath. I guess for us adults it seems confusing, because we compartmentalize- thankfully children don't do that. They take it all in and gratefully it all just works out.

This year, things were hectic because of Reagan in the mix, but grateful we were and it was nice to have time off from work even if I spent most of the time at home and missing some of the festivities going on. My parents came up Christmas day and we had a good day visiting and eating, while the kids tore up the house with their new play tent. It was another rainy day but thankfully cleared up at day's end.

2010. How do you say that? Twenty ten or Two thousand and ten? I didn't really think about it until I heard someone else ask the question. The comment was Twenty ten, sounds 'futuristic'. Personally, I like Two thousand and ten but I also still write checks and send mail via the post office. It can seem daunting coming up with new year resolutions, especially when I realize that I didn't keep the ones I made last year or I never had one. I decided this year I would make a few and stick to them. Not really resolutions but "improvements". I not only want to resolve some things from the past year but I want to become more than I was last year.

#1 Love the Lord my God with all of my heart, soul and strength.

Pray that this will be evident in my words and actions.

#2 Love my husband better.

He puts up with my shortcomings but he definitely deserves more.

#3 Get in shape. Physically, spiritually, and emotionally.

#4 Stop using credit cards. Only use cash or save until I have the money I need.

#5 Be a blessing to someone everyday. Even if it's a few minutes or something small.

#6 Limit my chores so I appreciate my children more with my time.

#7 Be content. Love what I have. We all have too much stuff anyway.

#8 Listen more.

#9 Guard my mouth.

#10 Spend time with my Bible everyday.

I could probably come up with a million "improvements" but I think I'll start with these. Hopefully, when 2011 comes I can see how far I've come in all of these areas but most of all I will be more Christ like.

My new addiction.

2009-12-19T09:30:00.000-08:00

"peace love happiness"

David "helping" daddy make sure the tree is straight

David had a big job this year- putting the star on top!

And who wouldn't love a little Daniel "craziness".

this is his big boy move,or so he says.

As I pulled off the highway, onto Archer Rd. and came to a screaching halt. I sat and watched car after car go by and then come to a stand still across three lanes. I felt a sense of excitement and relief. I had just realized that I didn't have to be one of these halted cars, packed across lanes and lanes of busy traffic. Once I purchased my goods from Publix, I was headed home, away from the chaos. I WAS DONE WITH MY CHRISTMAS SHOPPING! ahhhhh, what a good feeling it was.

For the first year ever, I am not up til the last minute, standing in lines and feeling panicked to find the perfect gift. How could this be? Was I superwoman? No. I have discovered online shopping. I have been a critic in the past and felt it was too impersonal and tacky. But, because of my circumstances this year, I realized there wasn't any way to accomplish gift buying ( and staying sane) unless I changed my ways. I am hooked, however, as I realized with a click of a button my purchases were being processed, wrapped and on their way. Thank you UPS! No crowds, no lines, no fighting for space, or with my kids, and better yet free shipping (mostly). Since gifts is one of my love languages, for those who know Chapman's book, 'The Five Love Languages'; I generally get heart palpitations and feelings of glee as I shop the sales and hit the stores buying gifts for others. I love to buy things for people, for myself too but really it is so much easier ( and fun) to get things for others. I do enjoy receiving gifts as many also do, but finding that perfect gift can be such a challenge. It has been a disappointment since the arrival and maintenance of 3 little boys that my gift giving and shopping has diminished. I truly desire to be in the trenches, touch the merchandise, browse TJ Maxx (can you feel your heart racing?) but I have come to the conclusion that my days of browsing and "going" are over or at least limited for awhile. The good news is: I save a lot of money, my kids are happier at the play area in the mall, and I am more decisive when I do get to shop because the attention span of a 3 1/2 year old is about 3 minutes. That's a good thing. So, for those that are receiving gifts from me this year, please know that my heart did go into it and I enjoyed shopping for you but for those who won't be getting a gift, please know that my heart yearned to buy you something and one day I'll make it up to you.

A month old!- can you believe it?

2009-12-05T09:35:00.000-08:00

Reagan likes bath time

David sharing his trains- what a great big brother

" Sleeping like a baby"

Taking turns holding little brother

Too cute for words!

Reagan is a month old today. Wow! Not only does it seem like it's gone by quick, but I am starting to realize my days of "maternity leave" are also going by quick. Oh well. My new year's resolution is to BE PEACEFUL and I am already striving to accomplish my goal, even before the new year has begun. Taking for granted David and Daniel, I found myself wrapped up like a stress ball. I was always trying to accomplish too much, or getting frustrated when their need took precedence over my desire or want. Now, I am still a ball of stress but I am aware of my selfish tendencies and "craving peace". Joyce Meyer did a great job grilling this into my head yesterday, as I listened to her speak on this and I am encouraged that it is mine for the taking, as long as I ask and follow the instruction of the Lord and CRAVE IT!

The first month, or actually the first 3 weeks at home have been better than I had expected. Reagan is a good baby, sweet as can be and eating like a champ. In the past, I faced many struggles with breastfeeding so I have been pleasantly surprised and thankful that it is going well this time, so far. His 2 week checkup last week was evidence of God's grace- he weighed 7# 15oz which means he has gained about 1oz/day.....more than enough. Yahoo!

He has already been to church once and on a car trip to grandma and papa stalnaker's for Thanksgiving. He is a very good travel companion, hardly ever crying when he's in his car seat and he likes to take his big brothers to school......he knows then he has mommy all to himself. He doesn't like a pacifier unless it's a crucial moment and he sleeps well, eating about every 3 hrs. He loves to sleep on his belly but would rather be held every moment of the day, if possible. That's o.k. though because I love to hold him and cuddle, which is where I am off to now.

Grammy B came to visit and help

HERE I AM! PRECIOUS AND NEW

2009-11-23T11:58:00.000-08:00

Reagan Nehemiah, our new little addition to the family. Welcome to the world, little man. Your arrival was fast and furious and to my dismay, unplanned. God has been doing a number on me lately, with little reminders of his sovereignty and then you coming along, like you did, was a big reminder. O.k. God, I get it- I relinquish my control.

The drama ensued with me waking up at 2am with a terrible pain and a little "pop" (hmmm.....did my water break?) As I tried to make my way to the bathroom, I was conflicted with the realization that it could be happening like this. So quick? The contractions only minutes apart? Do I really need to push? As I woke up your daddy (3times) I could barely move or talk and the calm approach I thought I'd have, after being in labor twice before and knowing how to do it, went out the window. I was panicked. And worried. How was my uterus holding up. Would we make it? Oh and by the way- I wasn't supposed to do this labor thing again!!! Ugh. I can remember griping about this as I made my way to the car. Thankfully, your daddy had been through this before and knocked the sense into me, driving 95 miles/hr getting me to the hospital in the nick of time. Having connections, one of my co-workers was waiting for me at the curb with a wheelchair and whisked me to labor and delivery. My awesome pals and co-workers moved swiftly and you graced us with your presence 45 min. later, by cesarean. Your daddy made the call, "IT'S A BOY!" and our hearts were moved once more as we welcomed another life into our family.

From the moment you arrived, you have been such a gift. As you were handed to me in the delivery room, your sweet smell was implanted in my memory. You were a true example of innocence and purity, and you were ours. The realization at that moment, that your every need depends on me and your daddy is profound and humbling. You and I got to spend a few hours together before you were reevaluated in the nursery. Unfortunately, you weren't feeling well and you had to be transferred to the NICU for treatment of infection and rapid breathing. I felt a great disappointment b/c I knew the course of treatment would be at least a few days and that you probably would have to be away from me most of the time.

The first few days at the hospital were spent trying to rest in between frequent visits to the NICU, to see you. You were receiving iv fluids, so you weren't that hungry but I tried to nurse you when possible. Managing on limited amount of sleep and being sore, made it difficult to cope at times. But, you had really good nurses taking care of you and they encouraged me along the way. I was also very blessed to be able to stay with you all week, while you stayed and completed your antibiotics. Once I was discharged on Tues. I stayed with you all day and went home to see your brothers for dinner and bedtime, and then I made it back in time to feed you and sleep with you all night. There was a room with a cot available for such a need. The week became very long with traveling back and forth and I missed your daddy and brothers. But, daddy helped keep me going and did a great job taking care of things at the house. Grandma and Papa Stalnaker came to visit you the first day and helped at the house too.

Each day you did a little better. Your breathing slowed down, you usually pulled your tube off your face that was supposed to give you oxygen; and you started getting hungry. After Tues. you were moved to the NICU 2 and basically hanging out like a "normal" baby. Spending time with you in the unit gave me a new perspective and greater appreciation for families that had babies that had to stay long term. I saw many moms that I recognized as previous patients and realized that their baby had spent a long time at the hospital already. Many families appeared to have been "visitors" for many months. Their child too big for a bassinet and now moved to a bigger crib with activity toys and all, was a true picture of how long they had been there. I empathized with them, especially knowing that you were coming home in a week. I reminded myself everyday as I watched others to be very, very thankful.

We made it through your first week of life. Not as expected, but blessed even still. You successfully completed your antibiotic regimen and Sat. morning you were officially discharged. I could barely wait to get you in the car. I wanted to have you in the comfort of our home and spend time with your daddy and brothers. Unconventionally, you and I left together, no daddy or wheelchair and entourage at our side- just you and me. It was a strange departure, yet glorious and I said to you, 'here we go baby, just you and me'. You slept peacefully the whole way home on your first car ride.

Frazzled but Blessed

2009-10-24T21:47:00.000-07:00

Well, it seems that God is trying to teach me a few things. This past Wed. after working for a few hours I started contracting. alot. I usually contract often throughout the day, but I blame it on taking care of two very busy boys ( and being a little old). But this time it felt different. I actually thought it felt like the first few hours of my induction with Daniel. As usual, I tried to deny that it could be anything, but after much nagging by a couple of co-workers, I let them put me on the monitor. I was definitely contracting- about every 3min. and I noticed their intensity (along with my anxiety) was increasing. Could it be? How could this happen today? I didn't even have my bag packed, or my kitchen floor clean; not to mention I am only 36wks. Ironically, I had started feeling a little on edge the past week- knowing that I only had a few more weeks to go. I couldn't believe it, it seems like everything has sped up. It is much easier to take this little one to the store like this- nice and contained inside my belly. I even joked with my doctor about waiting another week past my original scheduled day (Nov. 9). But, here I was being told that after evaluation, I was 4cm dilated and on the brink of having our baby today. Yikes. why did I start crying? Why was I such a mess? - Because I like to be in control. Apparently, everyone (including my coworkers) knows that. I had to chuckle to myself, when I realized that today in my workbook for the Bible study I'm doing, was titled "My time belongs to God". Well, I insisted the doctor on call recheck me in 2 hours. This happened and I wasn't changed but everyone felt more comfortable having me stay overnight in the hospital, just in case. Esp. considering my hx. with two prior c-sections. Anyway, long story short. I slept horrible but made it through the night and went home in the morning.

As far as the frazzled part goes. I mentioned I was taking a Bible study. It is titled "The frazzled female". Unfortunately, I haven't been able to attend the past two discussions, but have been diligent about completing my work each week. I have to admit, when I pick up the book to start my devotional time, I say to myself pridefully- ' I am not frazzled, I have it together pretty much' and I feel kind of silly that I am even doing it. However, as I do the lessons each day, I am quickly humbled and realize how pertinent the study is to me and am grateful that there are other women who feel the need to do such a study and are going through the same situations as I am. It is a brief study, one that is doable for a "frazzled" female but packed full of truths and pertinent activities that grow my relationship with God. I am realizing that although I may feel a little stressed and stretched to my limits sometimes, He is blessing me everyday and this baby that is on the way is another example of that. It has been a little much, having 3 babies within 3+yrs. but for years God was trying to steer my path yet I did my best to ignore Him. Thankfully, after years of an unhealthy relationship, I was given a second chance and blessed or not, I may have to go through a little stress because I didn't give myself a lot of time to build a family.
Being blessed can be just a little thing or a big thing, and I am experiencing both. Thank you Lord for this baby that is about to fill us with joy and excitement and thank you for my boys. It can't get any better than watching David sit on his daddy's lap and look up and say, 'you are my best friend daddy".

Fall is in the air

2009-10-22T18:41:00.000-07:00

Well, Fall is here. I think. Living in Florida is one of those things that has to grow on you. I've lived here for over 30years and have gotten used to the weather, or lack there of, but somehow still have a burning desire to see snow on Christmas day and think that every summer is hotter than the year before. Thankfully, the weather has appeased many of us, who have dashed out to enjoy the many fall festivals going on and tried out a pumpkin patch or two. A high in the 70's is cool for us and fools us to get ready for the holidays that follow. My mommy group hadn't made it together for a few weeks, but a few of us did manage to gather at one of our near by churches at their pumpkin patch. I imagined the cutest of photos of David & Daniel, sitting on their favorites pumpkins with grins from ear to ear, right on cue.....this is what I got. David would never sit still, he purposely avoids the camera and thought he'd try to touch every pumpkin in site-never committing to just one. Daniel just got lazy and gave me a great "I'm not into to this mom" pose.
Oh well, the bounce house was a hit and watching them fall over and laugh at each other was quite amusing. This day is was actually not that cool yet, so we were all a little sweaty and I didn' t come prepared so we jetted a little early to get some grub.

David on the move, searching for the best pumpkin.

Daniel ruling the bounce house.

Daniel and buddy Sammy, these boys are loving it.

Hey mom aren't I cute?

Now, there's my cute boy....

Tearing up the cute picture spot. Wouldn't you know it?

Luke hanging with the big boys.

Hey dude, nice truck.

Daniel turns 2!

2009-10-05T09:37:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Daniel!! You turned two this past week. It is hard to believe you are such a "little man". I remember you as a tiny baby, like it was yesterday. You came into our lives and have filled your mommy and daddy with so much joy and laughter. Your personality is contagious and your smile lights up any room. You can be vivacious and gentle all at the same time, with the best kisses in the world- full of affection and sloppy wet. You are however, full of spunk and love to hit things. Daddy's new nickname for you is "Bam-Bam"- from the baby in the Flintstones. Unfortunately, this has gotten you in a lot of trouble recently because sometimes you hit the wrong things or people, esp. your brother. You and David are learning to play well together and sometimes it sounds like your calling him "Daniel" so I think you think there are two of you. You still love Elmo, but like all of the things that David does too. Tractors, trains, and trucks. You love to push your dump truck all over the yard and make truck sounds and drive your trains around the track, saying "all aboard and choo-choo". You are very independent and get frustrated if someone tries to help you. And, you are showing some interest in going potty- you get upset when we put diapers on you because you want to wear pull-ups with Woody on them. You are saying so many words and short sentences! Always saying thank you and have learned to apologize. You are very athletic too. You kick a soccer ball like a pro and always kick with your left foot. Ironically, you are also quite clumsy- running into walls, tripping over your own feet and bumping your head on the doors and cabinets. Your poor little noggin is sure hard.
You really seem to love music. You dance anytime it's playing and tap your feet in the car with your head bobbing up and down. You love to eat and eat just about anything, however you don't like mac-n-cheese, like David. The biggest highlight of your life is POPSICLES. You light up like nothing I've seen when you get one.

Daniel means (God is my judge). He was a man of impeccable integrity and did not sin, despite living and serving in a corrupt land. He held fast to his faith in his God and was persistent in prayer, prophesying through dreams with discernment that was given to him by God.
Although, you are only two and your behavior is sporadic and chaotic at times, your daddy and I have seen these qualities in you as you have grown. Your heart is open for all to see and you enjoy life moment to moment, trusting with a humble compassion. Your persistence is evident in everything you do and you seem to discern a situation carefully. We pray fervently that your life will unfold as Daniel's did in Babylon and you too will stand firm to your faith. We pray that you will give your heart to God and lead others through your faithfulness and example. We love you very much and thank Yahweh for you everyday.

Grandma & Papa bought you a cool new tractor, that plays music.

Recent pics

2009-09-09T09:53:00.000-07:00

Grandma Stalnaker & Papa came to visit for Gator Day. It was a fun weekend. Full of good worship and "kick-off" to the new school year, aka- Gator football! We took out some time to play and terrorize Grandma by driving the school bus. Slow down David!!! You drive like your daddy.

The boys love looking at pictures. Here Daniel is looking through one of his albums. All Daniel - Yippee!!!

GO GATORS!!!!! David didn't want to take his Gator shirt off after church. He does look pretty darn cute. I guess I couldn't blame him.

Everything's fun with Papa. Reading Thomas the train. "Go, Train, Go!"

Loving the school bus. Grandma acting a little crazy with the wild boys.

August recap

2009-08-30T01:09:00.000-07:00

5 YEARS TOGETHER!!

DAVID'S ALL LAUGHS AFTER A BIG JUMP

DADDY & DANIEL READY TO SLIDE

ENJOYING THE POOL WITH THE BOYS

27WK BELLY- BOY OR GIRL?WE STILL DON'T KNOW

Well, August has come and gone. Where have I been? It has been a very busy month. Brian and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary Aug. 8- yea! I think of our wedding day like it was yesterday, it was such a fun day. I want to do it all again, all of the time. At the time I didn't realize how fun it was, planning and all; and I wish I would've relaxed about it more but I learned a lot during that time of preparation and dream of another wedding. So silly isn't it? Anyway, my prince charming continues to make my heart go "pitter-patter"and he is so patient with me, even after getting to know the real me. I have learned that the smell of diesel fuel can be a turn on, and I don't even notice that he doesn't shave all week- until Saturday, then it's like I have a new man. I still think his voice sounds sexy on the phone, and teased him about having weekly phone conversations like we used to before we got married. you know just to keep it "new again". :) One thing I love about Brian is he never forgets to tell me he loves me. One thing I would miss terribly and never take for granted. Of course, there are little things that he does that drive me crazy, but I am gently reminded that I too have my own idiosyncrasies. hmmm. I never knew. We are on the fast track building our family, with much thanks to our Lord and he continues to remind me that we will want this crazy time back. I know he is right, but sometimes it is difficult to take it all in.

We coincidentally were out in CA, at his parents for our anniversary, so it felt like our honeymoon all over again- except for the two munchkins that now keep us very preoccupied. (We honeymooned in Yosemite and had a wedding reception at his parents) . Our visit was great. I figured, with the baby coming soon, we wouldn't be able to get out there until after the Christmas so we decided to attend the Borges reunion. It is always a joy of mine to go on vacation with Brian, b/c I have him all to myself. If he's not at home, where he can work on projects then he is vulnerable and I can talk him into doing things just for fun b/c he doesn't have a shed to go to. hee- hee . I know that's kind of mean, but it's all for a good cause.

At Grammy and Pappoo's we had a leisurely time with David and Daniel's cousins and enjoyed having a few minutes of grown up time, b/c they entertained them for hours. It was nice to see them run around and play with each other and get reacquainted. David is so much more out going in the past 6-8mths. and smitten by the attention he gets from his cousins. He doesn't know how to swim yet, but he and Daniel learned to use "water wings" and had a blast in the pool. David was a little cautious, but Daniel was all over the place and jumped to daddy over, and over and over again. He wasn't scared at all and didn't even care that his face got dunked everytime. He'd just laugh and shake it off. He even went down the slide with daddy. What a big boy! David got better with his sharing skills b/c their were many kids to deal with, esp. during the reunion. All the boys, there were 4-5 under the age of 5 ran from one end of the house to the other chasing each other with their trucks yelling as loudly as possible. Something the boys love doing at home. I got to show off my pregnant belly and be pampered by two of my sweet nieces, Schuyler and Mikayla who rubbed my feet, with lotion, and massaged my head, at the same time, FOR ALMOST 45MIN! . I thought I was in Heaven!!!!!!!!!!!!! My honey gives good foot rubs too but this was sure bliss. Thank you girls. We spent a great day at the park with their other cousins, Jarrett, Satchel, and baby girl River. The boys loved the forts to climb and the sand pit to dig and play trucks. hey, there's something new. We were hoping to go out for a night on the town, to celebrate our anniversary of course, but unfortunately Brian got sick on Sunday and didn't make it further than the couch. It was a bummer but oh well. It would've been great to have stayed longer but of course school started and one must work, so our trip was short but very sweet. We are now counting down the days until Grammy comes to visit, when the boys get a new brother or sister. David said he wanted a brother, "like him" has he smiled and pointed to Daniel. (he actually calls him "Dadil") Talk about melt your heart.

The rest of August has been filled up with work, playgrounds, learning sign language (which I've always wanted to do),trying to stay cool and trying to come up with a plan for a new house. Brian's pole barn is almost finished minus a new door and slab, which might wait until tax returns. He has really worked hard and I couldn't be more proud.

Only 72 more days until our little mystery baby comes to meet us. I can hardly believe it. Brian thinks it's a girl, I think it's a boy. We'll see......either way, nothing compares to feeling he/she moving and kicking inside my belly- 'how I wonder what you are'.

Disney and friends

2009-07-26T18:46:00.000-07:00

So, we took the kids to Disney. My wonderful husband surprised me and made plans for us to go on his birthday. What a sweetie! Since I missed my chance on my b-d and was quite bummed about it, I guess he felt bad. We've had this debate for awhile now that we should wait and go to amusements parks when the boys are older, b/c they won't care enough, won't behave, or remember it all. Anyway, I guess I won the debate and here we are. My parents even came up and surprised me inside the park. It was a lot of fun and I think the kids really did enjoy it although it seemed they liked running through the "water park" more than anything and having huge rainbow popsicles- all of which can be enjoyed in our backyard. go figure. I was a little pooped after the big day. The heat has had its toll on me, being pregnant and all. Unfortunately, my camera broke after gettting wet so I missed some great moments- but it was a fun day and I look forward to going back sometime next year. The pic on the bottom is of Brian's best friend Danny and his girl Vickie. He graciously came up one weekend and helped w/the pole barn- we got to go out for dinner with them .. It was delicious Carrabba's and I ate until I was stuffed. Yum!!! Food tastes so much better now, when I can go out and enjoy it, every morsel a time and have someone else prepare it for me.

Pool Time- a message for grammy & pappoo

2009-07-22T18:38:00.000-07:00

I finally figured out ( I think) how to upload a video. Yea!!

2009-07-19T00:22:00.000-07:00

Well, just to keep up with what's been going on. Brian has made great progress with his pole barn. Much thanks to Jacob and Danny for lending a hand. It looks really good and I am hoping this gives him ample space to work on his projects like he is wanting and maybe a few side jobs. Brian is an awesome handy man and I feel so proud of him for all that he's done, esp. under the circumstances. Some days he didn't have any help, but that didn't discourage him- he manages anyway he can, even if that means being creative or going the extra mile. David has even caught on- he said to me the other day "it's okay mommy, daddy can fix it", this is when the mower died on me. how cute is that? I am so thankful to have a man that can fix just about anything.

And, as if building a pole barn is not rustic enough- we caught a hog! Yes, a pig, hog, "bacon" whatever you like to call it. It seems there are herds of them coming into our yards, neighbors too and digging for acorns, bugs, what have you but they love corn. So, my darling husband built a pen and managed to catch one. He's been a prisoner for about a two weeks now, getting fed and watered like a pet. His buddies come and see him at night- I imagine they are jealous. The kids enjoy him and to hear Daniel say "hog" and snort, is enough to keep him around. I go out to help take care of him occasionally, but I really like to pretend that he's not there- until he is in plastic wrap and I don't have any idea how he got there. This has taken a little getting used to, I don't take it as lightly as it may sound. I guess I just don't have a huge say in the matter, (and it does make sense) so I find the easiest way to handle it.

Anyway, the kids spend there days outside anyway they can. Here's proof that a little mud can bring a lot of fun or just cute kids for a picture.

Life in pictures

2009-07-16T09:52:00.000-07:00

We took the boys to Micanopy for the 4th of July parade. It was humid hot but a fun, small town way to pay tribute to our country's history. (and the people in the parade throw lots of candy!)

David is "mister serious" watching the tractors in the parade. Hot or not, this boy knows his tractors.

Feeling the heat on the street. It was a humid and sticky. Always love the Herlong Mansion, though. Memories of our wonderfully, fun wedding day flood my heart, when we are there. I want to do it all again!!!

David meeting a new "friend". He's becoming more adventurous these days. Somehow he needs to learn to be more amused with the front of this pooch than the end.

PRAY ANYWAY

2009-07-07T11:20:00.000-07:00

When you don't know how to pray, pray anyway!-Ignorance is no excuse. When you don't feel like praying, pray anyway! - Depression is no excuse. When dullness sits on you like a vulture, and you can't muster enough enthusiasm to change channels, much less to pray, pray anyway!- Boredom is no excuse. When you see no need to pray and no reason to intercede for those about you , recognize this as a sign of impending danger, and pray anyway.- Blindness is no excuse. When you've grown spiritually lazy and feel that you'll never be able to pick up your Bible and read it the way you once did, pray anyway. -Laziness is no excuse. When you don't understand what the big deal is about prayer, and you think it's overrated because it never did you much good, pray anyway. -Immaturity is no excuse. When you're too tired to remember your own name, and you know God will understand if you don't, pray anyway. -Fatigue is no excuse. When you're embarrassed to be back before God confessing the same sins and admitting the same failures, come n and pray anyway. - Shame is no excuse. When you've been unfaithful and you now it and you feel that burden of guilt that makes you want to run and hide under the porch, pray anyway.-Sin is no excuse. When enemy's nagging voice keeps telling you there's no God, and even if there were He'd never have anything to do with you, pray anyway. -Unbelief is no excuse. We can bless ourselves immeasurably by rescuing our prayer life from bondage to our emotions and circumstances. There is no time and there are no conditions in which prayer is not necessary, not helpful, and not the right thing to do.
Just thought I'd share this. I've kept this in my Bible for many years and find it convicting, when I don't feel like praying. It is a very helpful reminder of my responsibility as a Christian.

Those with influence

2009-07-01T10:00:00.000-07:00

So I missed Father's Day. sorry guys. Actually, I worked that weekend and was in my usual "post-call" fog being selfish I guess, and unmotivated. Anyway, I cherish my husband for what a strong, faithful, patient man he is. He didn't even get mad at me for accidentally throwing his 'carburetor thing' , for his truck, in the burn barrel. God really knows what he is doing when he puts two people together. Brian completes me in so many ways that I am not able. Patience for example. I missed Pastor Gary's sermon, but I imagine it was fully charged and motivating for our men to step up. For those that went to see Chonda Pierce, you might remember the opening comedian. He made a joke about how sweet and inspiring most pastor's are for their Mother's Day sermons and then WHAM! they lay it on thick and harsh for the men. It seems true. I sometimes think about this, in light of my husband. It must be a huge burden on him sometimes knowing the responsibility he holds for our family. It reminds me to pray harder for him and when he may not "step up" to my expectations, I may have only myself to blame.

Much thanks and admiration to my dad, who is learning to be a grandpa. It is a stressful job sometimes but with a little help he is doing a great job and the boys really love to hang with him. They affectionately call him "papa" and Brian's dad "pappoo". It helps to tell them apart. Hats off to dad Borges in CA. Even after 11grandkids, he is holding strong and very patient. It is more and more difficult not seeing him more often but we make the best of it. By the way, he has started his hormone therapy for his prostate cancer and feeling well. He is trying to modify his diet too, which would be a struggle for most of us, I am sure. We are so excited to go out to see them for a Borges reunion in Aug. It'll be fun to be there for our anniversary and see them before the baby comes. Only 4 more months! that is crazy. I am not sure I am ready but trying to take it as it comes and not stress over silly things, I'd usually stress over. That has been hard. I think it is really true that God blesses us with children as a way to improve our attitudes and behavior. I am learning that I have very long way to go to be more like Jesus.

We spent some time with papa and grandma Stalnaker a few weekends ago and the kids had a great time. My parents live near the harbor and many canals surround them, where many canoe and fish. The beach is 20-30 min. away but we decided to make it simple and hang out at Pt. Charlotte "beach", basically the harbor. But it was fun and the boys didn't know the difference. I posted a few pics from our visit.

Brian is finally getting to build his pole barn. We've put it off for various reasons; money and time being the most obvious. Anyway, he started on it this week after gathering the materials over the past year. I guess if we had the money, he would've gone the week before and bought everything, but again Brian is patient and he sought out any deals he could find. Last Fall the electric company put in new power poles along our main road and conveniently God placed them in our path and he was able to get the poles they would've gotten rid of. This may be against the law, and I could be getting him in trouble but we totally give God all the credit for that. And, he found other materials for great deals and our neighbor is an angel sent from Heaven, and a carpenter and graciously lends a hand whenever we need it. Hopefully, Brian will have a better place to work on tractors and such and might possibly find himself working for himself one day. That's a continued prayer of ours.

So, I love these great men and my boys. It seems I am surrounded by boys. It might actually be strange if this baby is a girl. I know she and I would be wonderful pals that's for sure. And, I might actually have a shopping partner.

Mommy play day

2009-06-09T10:37:00.000-07:00

Caught up with some mommy-friends for a playdate. Katie graciously hosted at her house, with kiddie pools and yummy quiche, chicken salad and lemonade. We met a few new friends, Nicholae and Gina. David and Daniel showed 'em the ropes, jumping and spashing in the pools. Sammy wasn't quite sure about it all, I think he prefers a more "spa-like" experience but needless to say it was fun and relaxing for us moms. It was a nice way to spend my birthday. (yes, this entry is a little late.Teri beat me with the booty shot).

And, David decided to potty train himself. He was hit and miss up until then but went everytime he had to go outside- right on the bushes. (that's the way we do it out at the Borges "ranch"). Since then, he is pretty much 100% when he's at home. I am working on school, he's a little sheepish about the different environment and not having mommy or daddy there to cheer him on. I plan to give it a try tomorrow and hope for the best.

Heard the update from Brian's mom last night. His dad has an aggressive prostate cancer that requires immediate treatment. But, praise Yahweh! as far as they could tell it is contained in his prostate. He'll start tx right away. thanks for the prayers. Keep 'em coming.

2009-06-09T10:26:00.000-07:00

David & Daniel after getting soaked, petting the sting rays. Daddy's always the go-to-guy for fun. Daniel before his haircut. Showing off his cute ears. David happy as a lark on daddy's tractor.

A little bit of this. A little bit of that.

2009-06-06T21:05:00.000-07:00

I don't know how, but I get so behind with things. Those that know that I'm on facebook probably hate me, b/c I never look at it. Blogging is about all I can handle these days.

To catch up, since David's birthday Brian had his nose surgery. It went very well. He recovered like a champ and surprised both of us with how well it went. He is still a little sore but doing great.

We took the kids to Sea World which was a lot of fun. David & Daniel loved Shamu and David fed the dolphins, which he seemed to get a big kick out of. I hadn't been in years, so I think I enjoyed it just as much as they did. It is much harder to go with kids, however, I wouldn't exactly call it relaxing. I posted some pics of our day.

Last week, Brian's mom called to tell us that his dad's biopsy came back for prostate cancer. It obviously shook us up a bit. He has had further testing this week to assess if it is contained or has spread to other areas. We should know more next week. Hearing the news brought me to realize, we can get so lazy and take so much for granted. Why does it always take something drastic to bring us back where we should be- in daily devotion with God, praying for others, appreciating all that we have. Lately, it has been on my heart that being separated from family makes less sense than it used to. I realize there are issues, like jobs and finances etc. but more and more I wish we could manage to be closer. It is a tall order I know but God has plans for us wherever it may be- I guess I'll leave it up to him. We love you Pappoo!

Memoir to Jake

2009-05-26T09:37:00.000-07:00

As many already know, Jake, my best bud for over 10 years was put to rest. I can't believe it's actually been two weeks. He was such a part of me. To those that have had or have pets, you know what I mean. Ironically, he was a Christmas gift from my ex, and he was such a comfort and friend to me when that relationship ended. I remember the day I got him. His ears were so long, he'd trip on them- the most adorable sight you've ever seen. All of the nieces and nephews were there b/c of it being Christmas, so they all helped come up with his name. It seemed to fit, so from then on he was Jake. Through the years, he acquired many nicknames from friends and family: "Jake-a-roo", "Jakers", "Jakester", "loverdog" (that's mine), and the last one from my wonderful husband, "Spooky"; because he was always afraid of everything, esp. the vacuum cleaner and fireworks.
Jake has always been in Gainesville, but he went with me to Arizona when I traveled. He was a great travel partner and buddy while I was there. I couldn't have imagined leaving him behind. He was spoiled; he got to sleep on my bed or the couch, always had great walks, good play mates and treats, treats, treats. He got bumped from the couch and bed once I got married. But, he did get to stay inside, b/c that was the deal before the proposal. I am so glad he hung around to meet David and Daniel. They have enjoyed him so much and he's been very tolerant of them, as they bombarded his world.
He was diagnosed with lymphoma April 26 and became very sick quickly. I prayed that the Lord would take it from my hands but he had more and more trouble walking and was losing more weight. His eyes seemed so empty and he wasn't the dog I used to know. I felt so sad to be losing him but I made the decision to help him and take away any pain he might feel. I was being selfish to ask God to take him quietly in his sleep. I knew I'd have to be strong because I couldn't bear to see him get more sick or hurt from the pain. The moment he took his last breath, I held him and sobbed like a baby. The pain was wretching. I prayed he could hear me tell him I loved him. He was a beautiful bassett who showed me great love. I will miss him dearly.

Baby Borges #3

2009-05-11T01:35:00.001-07:00

Here's our little one. This pic is 11 weeks, so a week or so ago. I am 14 weeks now and still waiting for the turn around. By that I mean, feeling better. Let me tell you, I am pooped- exhausted I mean, and nauseated. Beyond belief. I think I am getting old, I 'm going to be 37 in a few weeks you know. In the obstetric world, once your 35, that is AMA ( advanced maternal age) and it's a big deal. When I was pregnant with David, all was well; I went along like nobody's business. Then, 'poof!' I turned 35 and I was pregnant with Daniel and you would have thought I was dying the next day. Genetic counseling, weekly fetal monitoring @36weeks, and AMA written smack dab on the front of my "problem list" in my prenatal chart. I really just blew it off, since I am a L&D nurse and all (trying to be cool) , but deep down it kinda got to me. I do not feel nearly 37 yrs old, 28 is more like it. High school seems like just yesterday (thank God it's not) and I look like I am 16. (at least that's what they say :) )

I have been to my first appt. but with baby #3, the timing of that has been more laxed. I usually have been a couple times by now. I am looking forward to seeing the dr. next week for another sono. We'll probably not find out the sex so in the next 6 weeks, I am going to have to be strong and not cheat for Brian's sake. He really wants to be surprised. Practically speaking, that is not ideal for me but we are in this together and as he reminded me recently, I got my way last time.
So, there you have it our family is growing right before our eyes and we couldn't be happier.

( so I have to tell you. I tried to scan my pic- obviously I am not computer savvy. My boys were having a meltdown the whole time I tried to update my post. very frustrating. I couldn't get more than 2 min before blowing a gasket) hopefully the next one will be better.

David's 3! Oh my how time flies

2009-05-11T01:00:00.000-07:00

So, David is 3. Actually he is 3 + 3weeks b/c mommy hasn't gotten herself up to posting his birthday pics. We had a great time however, both of his "Pappoos" were there and Grammy B and Grandma. It was such a blessing to have his grandparents from California come all the way out for his birthday. Now, everytime he sees a plane he waves and says hi, like they are on that plane.

We decided to keep things low key, b/c that's how David prefers it and enjoyed grilling burgers and hotdogs in the backyard. Our close friends and neighbors, the Caligures came over and blessed us with wonderful potato salad and TWO apple pies. The boys really have a ball with their kids, there are 6 of them with their ages ranging from 6mths-11yrs. It is a lot of fun watching them interact and play with others, David seems like such a big boy showing the little ones how his dump trucks work and chasing them in the sprinkler. He wasn't very cooperative with blowing out his candles and diving into his cupcakes, though. He really doesn't enjoy the "all eyes are on you" scenario that comes with the birthday festivity. I had to laugh b/c later, once no one was paying attention, he decided he wanted a cupcake and then proceeded to eat 3. I felt a little guilty allowing him to overeat like that but I figured 'why not, it's his birthday', let him go all out. The sun got very hot after awhile so the kids ran around in the sprinkler, laughing and having a ball. It brought back memories of when I was a kid b/c we didn't have a pool like some of my friends and that was how we cooled ourselves off back then. Good old fashioned fun.

We didn't get him a lot of gifts, but it ended up taking us 3 days for him to open them b/c we were so busy. I think he thought his birthday would go on forever and he seemed like he enjoyed receiving his cards ( his own mail) just as much. Esp. Uncle Mark's b/c when he opened it, it makes sounds like a firetruck with a great pic on the front. One of his favorite gifts was from Grammy and Pappoo Borges, who bought him a red semi truck. It is definitely not size that does it for him, b/c apparently he bypassed all the big trucks and kept his decision forthe modest one. The red one......that boy sure does love red.

All and all it was a great celebration. I was exhausted with this little one growing inside me and the commotion of it all but the memories were priceless. My little boy is starting to get away from me. I still remember holding him in my arms like it was yesterday. Sometimes I try and he wiggles and giggles to get out of my hold, like he's too big to be cuddled. I am learning ways to get to his sensitive side, though he likes his back scratched before he falls asleep and when I love on Daniel, he comes to me asking for his lovin' . I know that's kind of cruel but a mommy will go to any measure to get kisses from her son.

I am trying everyday to stop and breath in the sweet fragrance of motherhood. David and Daniel are a daily reminder of God's love for me and how he wants to bless me more and more......only if I'd take the time to take in all in.

Yes! "Another baby!!!"........Praise the Lord!

2009-04-28T21:25:00.000-07:00

o.k. so for all you hopefuls out there, I am writing this in pink. And yes, it's official Brian and I are expecting baby number 3! It has been extremely difficult keeping this secret b/c we have known for six weeks and I have seen many of my close friends and could hardly hold it in. I wanted to share so badly but we really wanted to wait until our parents knew and I was farther along. I am 10 weeks, the baby is due in November ~ 18th. I have been feeling miserable most of my first trimester so I have layed low, trying to stay mysterious. We are excited of course, Brian just laughed when I told him, he thought I was joking. David is adorable, he's learned that there's a baby in my belly and told his grandparents for us while they were visiting this weekend. I haven't had an official doctor's visit but my doctor was here tonight, at work and she did a quick sono. - the perks of working on L&D. I feel much more confident to share our news now that I have at least seen him or her. Even I feel like it's more real once I see the sonogram. I can only imagine how this impacts young girls who are faced with crisis pregnancies, like many that I see at the pregnancy center.
I will update often and be posting pics of David's birthday and Grammy B and Papoo's visit this past week. We had such a great time, it is always so hard to say goodbye. We miss them terribly. The boys had a wonderful time with them, it was a lot of fun.

A Day in the park

2009-03-29T13:12:00.000-07:00

Last Friday the boys and I hung out at the park with a couple friends. We try to get together for "mommy & me" playdates once or twice a month. Katie and Luke made it, as well as, Terri and Sammy. He and Daniel mastered the slide. Daniel's doing great, he does the slide all by himself now and tried to climb, the very big, jungle gym. He is quite adventurous. Terri had a bubble blower, which made mine look sad, that the kids loved. Look at David's laugh! Isn't he great? I swell up inside when he laughs like that. The weather was beautiful. Wish I had a pic of Luke and his sunglasses, he was so cool. I am so grateful that God has blessed me with these women to hang out with. It has been a prayer of mine for awhile. It is refreshing to vent, encourage, pray, and laugh with such great people. Thank you Lord.

2009-03-07T11:49:00.000-08:00

David loves to climb and play on daddy. And, Daniel loves to go down the slide head first. He's my little dare devil. The boys finally got haircuts. Brian usually does David's with his clippers. He doesn't like it, most of the time, so this was taken early in the process. Daniel did a great job at the barber shop. (He got a "real" haircut b/c mommy screwed it up last time) He was extremely serious and had an innate understanding not to move when she was using the clippers. Daniel's also the silly one. He decided to wear his stickers on his nose and enjoyed it for quite awhile. This weekend we are enjoying hanging out as a family. Since I work every other weekend, I look forward to having Brian home. Even if he's outside most of the day, we manage to spend good quality time together. It will be nice, however, when they are big enough to unleash outdoors and then mommy can stay in to get some chores done when she needs too. Until then, I am off to the "great outdoors" for some fun family activity.

2009-03-05T13:13:00.000-08:00

Chilly February day. The boys were being silly and mommy was trying to get them both to smile at the same time.

Can't have too many cute hat pics. Daniel on a mission, pushing his dump truck around the yard.

The kids realized how fun it could be to pull the dead leaves off the banana trees. They'd pull and pull until they fell over.

David wanted to try out mommy's foot massager. ( Daniel likes to lay on it)

Hodge podge

2009-03-01T02:35:00.000-08:00

Our family is finally healed of illness. I am so thrilled. I had forgotten what a normal "poopy" looked like. Thankfully, 4days have revealed NORMAL. Yea! David and Daniel are feeling better and it is refreshing to have my boys back. This past week was the best week at daycare they've had yet. David came home with a GOOD JOB! sticker on his sheet and apparently had a wonderful day. He comes home singing songs that they learn in class and talks up a storm about everything. It is so cool to have a conversation with a (almost) 3 yr. old. Daniel is usually pretty good at school but does seem to cling a little more lately. He eats like a horse, twice as much as David usually and needs a bath after each meal b/c he enjoys his food so much.

I went to the gym for the first time in months this week. I've decided to try out spinning again. It was great and oh how I missed that "its good for you" feeling after class. I screwed it up, however, b/c I ate too many to tell you , girl scout cookies tonight at work.

Our past weekend was fun. I always look forward to our weekend off together. We enjoyed breakfast together and hung out playing outside, while daddy worked. David gets his hands all dirty, and tells me he's dirty b/c he's 'been working outside all day', like daddy. It's so cute. That evening we splurged and had one of our Caylee's (both our sitters are named Kayle, but spelled differently) watch the boys. We took advantage and went our class potluck as a couple. It was so nice to be with all of our close friends and eat. Did I say eat? Well, it was great to actually eat a plate of food casually, relaxed tasting every morsel. I came home stuffed. What a great evening. Sunday morning was a good day at church. Our speaker was Steve Saint, the son of one of the pilots killed on mission in Ecuador years ago. The movie End of the Spear depicts the story. He shared an awesome testimony of forgiveness and how a man can be changed forever in Christ. His passion was contagious and I yearned to have an obedient heart such as his, reaching beyond ourselves. I could truly see how God blesses beyond imagine when our hearts and minds are in line with His eternal goal. The afternoon was topped off with more fellowship with the ladies at Abby's baby shower. It was quite a splendid time of encouragement, laughter, and showering a dear mommy to be. As our class is growing, our friendships are taking on new shape and depth. I cherish such awesome friends.

Today we took off and went with daddy to an auction. I had never been to the real thing, where the guy talks really fast and you can barely understand what he's saying. There wasn't much there that I wanted to buy; I discovered it was just a fancy garage sale. The kids had fun running around and Daniel tried out most of the toys. His favorite was an old rocking horse, like the ones on a stand. He had himself rockin so hard the whole lifted up off the ground and he just laughed. He is definitely the dare devil of the two. As we drove home, David proceeded to tell me he was reading his Bible. He was actually reading his truck book, but I guess to him it may be close. I realized I had some work to do to help get this straight but it was cute.

2009-02-20T09:26:00.000-08:00

This morning I was thinking, I really need to blog. And, I realized I didn't really have anything to write about. I felt silly when I was asked by one our friends out in California, 'what do you blog about?'. I said shamefully, 'my kids, what else is there?'. Personally, I think my life is fairly uneventful- I mean fun things. You know, like 'hey we went here', and 'wow, look what the kids are doing now!'. I haven't had any "wow" moments to talk about lately. Unless of course there is a record for how many poopy diapers one 17month can old can have in a week. Really it's been kind of boring around here. So, I took a few moments, while I was outside with the boys and thought I'd have a devotion. Thinking maybe God would speak something really profound to me. When I only have a few minutes but really want to get with God, I open my Bible to hope for the pages to fall where they may. Doesn't sound very deep I guess, to start time with God that way, but I feel confident that God knows my heart and how many minutes I have until my attention is stripped away. He will provide whatever I need at that moment. And, He did this morning. I opened my Women's Devotional Bible to a devoti0n titled Help for Parents. I thought, 'hmmmm, perfect just what I need. The verse for the day was Judges 13:8. Manoah prays to God begging Him to teach him how to bring up his son (Samson) who is to be born. I prayed that prayer for myself and Brian. Yes, please teach us. Then the devotion continued talking about "angels" coming to our aid and I realized I too had many of God's "angels" helping me along the way. For addt. reading I was led to Hebrews 10: 22-25 which speaks about drawing near to God with a sincere heart, full assurance of faith and being cleansed. And, how we may 'spur' one another on toward love and good deeds. As I read that, I realized that is what many of us ladies our doing for each other. Besides having a great "family" through our Sunday school class, I treasure my friendships with many of you ladies (esp. my fellow bloggers) and consider our blogs as a support group. Because our daily lives are so busy and it is difficult to get together for play groups or Bible study, I find myself anxious to catch up with everyone's blogs. I think it is a little funny however, that most of us live in the same town, yet keep in touch this way. I learn many things from reading your blogs and feel encouraged often as I listen to your hearts and personal struggles many of you are willing to share. Of course, I especially enjoy photos of the kids. It is so great to be able to share such an endeavor with an amazing group of women. For those of you who aren't within this circle of friends b/c of geographical location, I apologize if you feel like you are missing out on something. But, I hope by keeping up with the Borges clan, there will be something else discovered by reading other entries posted by fellow bloggers. Who knows maybe our "support group" can reach out to the ends of the earth.

I want a lollipop

2009-02-12T14:48:00.000-08:00

I hear this request everyday and more than once from David. The boy would live on lollipops. But, the sweet treat came in handy for potty practice yesterday. David went potty 2times! I was so excited! He's done it before in the past few months, but I realized that once he knew it was important to me, he wouldn't do it. Even at the age of 2, the motivation to be in control is what drives you. I know it's no big deal, and not to hurry him- he's not going to go to kindergarten in diapers, but I am very eager to STOP BUYING DIAPERS. He is becoming a little boy and not a toddler anymore. The big brother is starting to come out and he is so sweet with Daniel. They have their occasional moments, but usually they play together well and he imitates everything Daniel does b/c he sees how it gets attention. I can't believe how they both are growing, right before my eyes. I try to hold onto the "mommy moments' - singing to them before bed and cuddling. They are already starting the 'stop mom, leave me alone phase' . But, I will continue as long as I can.
Jan. and Feb. have been crummy months for us. David spent 3 weeks with diarrhea and feeling bad. He had to stay out of school a few times. Now, Daniel started with it this past week and he too, had to come home from school early. Brian and I have both suffered colds for over a week and are taking turns with the stomach bug this weekend. Our valentine's day was unromantic to say the least, except for the wonderful sexy red roses I received from my wonderful hubby. I have spent many quiet moments reminding myself that I am blessed regardless of how crappy I feel and I know it could be worse. I do have to admit, endurance takes on a whole new meaning when you have children and you are sick. Those days of pulling the covers over your head and sleeping the funk away are gone. Too many of you, thank you for your prayers for my clan and the many words of encouragement. I anticipate entering back into the "land of the living" and am hoping it prevails soon.

Prayer Time

2009-02-01T01:09:00.000-08:00

What a great time it was today. I shared an early morning breakfast with church friends, followed by learning sessions and prayer time. It was a chilly 26 degrees when we woke up and getting out of bed took some motivation, but once it was all said and done, I was glad to have spent my day at our women's retreat. I worried that the boys would be freaking out to go home by 12:30 but they did great and blessed us with a nap, once we got home. I was scheduled to work tonight, so I tried to nap also, but couldn't. It is a rough one tonight, here at work. (04:15) My eyelids could use some toothpicks. I guess I should actually be working, huh? David is getting better. I had the pleasure of "scooping up" the contents of his diaper for a culture. I think he's clear of salmonella, but something has been going on so we'll see. Anyway, he is improved and I am free of guilt- (about contaminating my kid, I mean)

National Recall?

2009-01-26T10:48:00.000-08:00

o.k. so America, don't eat peanut butter- apparently it's contaminated with salmonella. Ha! A few of you are reading this, thinking 'really, uh-oh' I must live under the same rock you do and then the vast majority of you are saying out loud ( I can hear you) HELLO! WAKE UP WOMAN! NO KIDDING! Well, I must say I am a great mom- just not at the moment. I think poor David is sick with the bug and I imagine it must be from peanut butter. I am the wise mommy who never leaves home w/o pb & j or crackers. Duh!!! Where have I been? Poor David, if he knew any better, he'd toss his blocks at me- really hard. And who could blame him. Well, under the mask of sarcasm, I am extremely embarrassed and guilty of not paying attention. I just don't watch the news, nor do I read the paper. But, after surviving being thrown up on and changing sheets twice in the past 24 hrs. I am stating a goal to all my faithful and forgiving friends. I plan to get my head out from you know where and pay attention. It's the least I can do, especially for my boys. And for those of you, if any, that didn't know; I hope this helps.

Happy (belated) New Year

2009-01-13T12:12:00.000-08:00

Not a great start to a new year, huh. I am already behind on our blog. I figure going back and recapping is the easiest thing to do, at this point. I am content now that I've realized what a great journal it is keeping a blog, so if I get behind it's o.k. I am killing two birds with one stone. (thanks for enlightening me Kristen) December was a fast month, as I am sure most of you can relate. Every year, I do the same thing; I plan to have my shopping done by Nov. but am still finishing up the week before Christmas. Thankfully, I managed to keep the list small and really focused on the true meaning.... my stressful days were lifted a little higher, and my heart seemed more carefree to share Jesus with others. I enjoyed making bread and bringing gifts to David and Daniel's teachers at school, to show them appreciation for their wonderful care. Brian and I experienced our first Christmas program, and my heart felt soft for David as he sat on stage starring at his classmates and teachers. His little finger probed around in his mouth, like he was searching for the escape button and it was all I could do to not run up and hold him, and wipe the dried tears from his cheeks. He was not in "his glory" and Brian reassured me he was the same way, when he was David's age. The 15 min of agony was fully healed with cookies.

Christmas was somewhat calm. I had to work part of the day, but enjoyed a quiet time with Brian and the boys in the morning and appreciated that special time of "just us". The boys did well at the Christmas eve service and most of the people didn't seem to mind the noisy wheel loader scooting across the floor, from time to time.

New Year's wasn't really much. We were in bed by 10:30 to prepare for our flight the next day. Hopefully, there isn't some true meaning behind the kiss when the clock strikes midnight, b/c we totally miss it every year. I guess we'll have to stick with prayer to set our feet firm. I mean that in a sweet, teasing way. We had a great time visiting with Brian's family in California. Unfortutately we missed our plane in the morning b/c we over slept but God blessed us, and despite the two 5 hr. lay overs we got to fly First Class the whole way. SWEET!! Let me tell you. I was dreading coach on the way back, but it went fine of course and the boys are troopers. I will be posting pics to follow. one of these days. Hang in there I am still learning this blog thing.
I am anticipating a full new year of learning to walk with Jesus, praying more and consistently, appreciating every moment with my kids and Brian, letting go of the things I can't change and getting over me. I believe that God has many things planned for us this year. We are praying about a house, new job opportunities, reading through the Bible and memorizing scriptures together. I can't wait to see how this year unfolds. I am so grateful that our heavenly Father is gracious and give us a new clean slate every day. I know I need it. One of my favorite scriptures is Psalm 32:5 Create in me a pure heart, O God and renew a steadfast spirit within me. I hope to concentrate my mind and heart on the word daily. Thanks for the motivation Andrea. I hope all my blessed friends are on a new solid foundation and anticipating a great year also.

"We're going to the fair....."

2008-11-26T10:25:00.000-08:00

Well, these aren't really the usual fair pics one would see, however, being that it takes me 15 min. to download a pic. I ran out of time this day. Anyway, the kids first time going to a fair. We went all of the way to big town Williston to see animals, ride a few rides ( I can't believe I used to go on those things, I was too young to see the danger :) ) and of course, they tried cotton candy. The highlight however, was playing trucks in the big mound of dirt one of the companies had there, displaying their equipment. Go figure. Daniel really enjoyed the horses, and I think would've gone right in the pen. David actually did. When we were walking around, there was a girl doing a talk about cows or something and the pen behind her (thank God was empty) but David just climbs under the gate and starts running around the pen. It was pretty funny. admittedly a little embarrassing. Life with kids is truly an adventure.

Lovin' Halloween?

2008-11-24T19:02:00.000-08:00

O.k. so for those of you daily blog stalkers, I have greatly disappointed you. However, for those of you who are slackers like me, you'll be right on time. These were obviously taken at Halloween. Grammy from CA was here, and enjoyed the festivities with the boys. Daniel didn't enjoy them as much. We took the kids to the fall festival at one of the Baptist churches in Gainesville. Our church didn't do their usual "trunk or treat" so we tried something new. David only wore his entire outfit for this pic and then stayed with the jacket only. Good thing grammy took the pic quick. I don't generally like Halloween. It seems like a lot of pressure to come up with the "coolest" costume and I am not that creative, so I get frustrated easily. It usually happens that I come up with an idea and then spend the entire month of Oct. looking for stuff to do my own costume and then I totally drop the ball b/c I can't find what I am looking for. I think I've decided to go with the ready made deals. This event took place before Brian and his mom left for Brazil. As you've already read, I struggled a little bit with them being gone. I've recovered and hence that is why this month as flown by and I am getting to you all now.

single mom

2008-11-07T23:39:00.000-08:00

Well, I've managed to make it 6 days w/o Brian. I didn't realize how much I'd miss him. It's definitely harder with the kids now. But the boys are handling it well. David talks about him being on "the big bus" every day. (they took a charter to Miami) My heart leaped when I heard his voice (he was able to call)for about 60 secs. Wed. night. He and the team are doing o.k. The day to day routine is pretty much the same, but the evenings get lonely. I don't like being at home at night by myself. I am sort of a scaredy-cat. I pray everynight, and place my trust in God; that's all I know to do. I wondered if He was hearing my prayers lately, though. David has been waking so early now b/c of daylight saving time but yesterday 4:30 was a little much. I've been sensing the need to get up early to pray & study but....... I had difficulty getting him to cooperate and go back to sleep and then Daniel was wide awake (they share a room) so I gave up and stuck my head in the Bible and prayed and would you believe those boys went back to sleep at 6 and didn't wake up 'til 7:30. I was so excited and appreciative. My mom came up today so I could work, it was really good to have her there. We had time to hang out and take a walk with the boys. I know good will surely come from this season of time, and I pray that Brian and the team our doing great work in the Amazon. We are not "here" for our luxury and this is a good reminder of that.

2008-10-28T18:06:00.000-07:00

Thought this was funny of David. We were at the costume store, hunting around, and he found these bull frogs. He lined them all up on the floor, about 6 of them and then didn't want to put them back. I got quite a kick out of it. The boys enjoy being outside so much, that's all they ask for all day. Their new thing is pushing each other in one of their dump trucks. Silly boys! Here, mommy and the boys are at Sesame Street Live. They both really liked it (for about 30 min) and then.....

Anyway, just a little - 'this is what we're doing now. Now, I am off to bed. Long day. Brian's mom comes tomorrow. Can't wait, we miss them all so much.

Surviving the "Terrible Two's"

2008-10-26T19:33:00.000-07:00

Well, a much better week it has been. David is still trying at times but the past few days we've managed to love on each other a little bit and mommy is learning how to cope much better. I am reading a very interesting book about child training and the author argues against the "world's view" about stages. He says they don't really exist and states that the Bible doesn't recognize them. He also goes to say that if parents implement this biblical principle,and refer to the Bible for instruction, then their children never go through them. I am still coming up with an opinion about this but I have figured out little "tricks" that seem to simmer down his tantrums and when all else fails, out of desperation, I pray with him. This really gets him quiet; he'll stop his ranting and look at me perplexed and listen intently. Works every time. (so far) David has also "graduated" to his toddler bed and actually staying in it. He wasn't too keen on sleeping in the full-bunk bed, even with the cool truck sheets. So, I decided to break his crib down to the toddler setting. He as adapted so well, we feel very fortunate. On dilemna though, is regardless of what time he goes to bed, he wakes up ~ 5:45- 6:00 am most mornings. It's been very frustating and we debate on how to respond to it, which is stressful. However, praise God! The past two mornings he slept 'til 7:00. Whew. much better. Quick note about Daniel: he's a little sweetheart, but a monster in disguise. He does the funniest, wackiest things and has no fear. Climbing on everything, digging in the dirt (eating most of it) and going down the slide almost by himself, he'll even push David on his big wheel. He has the best kissing cheeks ever and he and David love to chase each other around the island in the kitchen. Me and the boys are getting prepared for daddy to go on his mission trip to Brazil next weekend. It won't be fun, but we know God is going to bless all of us for being obedient and the people of the Amazon will also be blessed.

2008-10-17T19:23:00.000-07:00

I will bless the Lord at all times ; his praise shall continually be in my mouth . Psalm 34:1
This is my "motto" lately. It seems God thinks I need to build my character a little more. David is really giving me a run for my money. It seems his acts of rebellion are "normal" but golly he is a booger sometimes. So, much needed prayer is keeping me in check with my mouth and not losing it somedays. I swear I think he's hormonal. One minute he's up and the next he's way down. Daniel on the other hand, is a ray of sunshine (unless he needs food). I can't believeDavid is almost 3. He seems to be getting so big and such a great helper, he thrives on it. Tomorrow mommy is going to be solo for about 24hrs. I actually feel a little nervous, it's weird. Brian is going down south to do some tractor work and I decided to stay home, to keep the trip quicker. Anyway, I am looking forward to a little quiet time but will miss my honey much more.

Birthday Boy!!

2008-10-05T13:27:00.000-07:00

I can't believe Daniel turned one this week. These pics are of David helping make cupcakes for Daniel on his actual birthday, Monday. David seems to enjoy helping and gets a delight out of eating the mixers, of course. They had a great time eating there cupcakes and wearing there "homemade" party hats. We had a bigger party Sat. and enjoyed the company of friends from Sunday School and even their babysitter Kaley came. Daniel did everything right. He loved his Elmo cake and really loved chowing on it. He got an Elmo from grandma and papa, which was the highlight of his day. He dances in circle when Elmo sings and laughs at all his messages. I am taking him for his official pictures this week. I guess I should give him a haircut, huh?

.....another honeymoon?

2008-10-03T10:33:00.000-07:00

Life is hectic. Everyone is feeling the crunch right now. For a much needed "holiday", Brian and I were blessed to go away, alone for the night a few weeks ago. Thankfully, my mom came up to watch the boys and we were off to Amelia Island for the night. For those of you who don't know where that is, it is an island off the Jacksonville coast. After getting there, I found that it didn't really seem like an island, but rather going a few blocks past conveniences of home to more conveniences of home. I guess it was like Key West but not as tropical and only a few miles off the mainland vs 7. Anyway, we hadn't been there before so I thought it'd be cool....something new. The homes are beautiful, Victorian style- we went on a self-guided tour on our trusty scooters. I hadn't been on a scooter since..........who knows when. I almost crashed getting out of the parking lot but soon got my bearings and was off feeling frisky and free. We ventured to the fort, which was cool; a lot like St. Augustine and shopped (for 15min) along the main drag. I was in ONE store for 15min and according to Brian that was enough. Oh well, I didn't need to spend any money anyway, but it was fun to look. Our B&B had a quaint back porch where we hung out in the afternoon and caught some of the Gator game. It was quite relaxing. We could actually hold an adult conversation and enjoy munchies without having to share. Great, I tell you. The other details I will leave alone. Let's just say, it was nice to see each other like newlyweds again. Believe it or not we both were ready the next morning to get back to our little tikes. So, after a predestined worship time at the local church, we were off again.....this time back to parenthood. (still blissful).

where does Jesus live?

2008-09-26T18:43:00.000-07:00

It amazes me how quickly David picks up on things.....we try to say grace before meals and pray before bed but sometimes I wonder if we show him the love of Christ enough. Too many moments are spent disciplining and getting things done. But, the other day while we were driving into town, we past the little white church on Williston Rd. David said "mommy, church". It didn't sound that clear but I understood. I said 'yes, david you're right' and then he said with glee, arms raised in the air- JESUS!! "Yes David!, I said and where does Jesus live? ......"heart" he said. Whew.....what an awesome confirmation..... I guess we're doing something right.

Blog slacker

2008-09-14T23:36:00.000-07:00

So, I am obviously horrible with this blogger thing. When do people find the time for facebook, and blogs anyway? It's not because my life is so exciting that I can't get to the computer. It's a number of things, actually. We still have dial-up, that's one good reason. Yeh, can you believe it? 9 miles out of town and can't get high speed, ridiculous I know. And, my kids like a lot of attention. Daniel is in to everything and I mean everything. If it's not tied down, he gets it. Jake's food bowl lives on top of the counter. Poor dog, he can't even get a meal half of the time. And while Daniel is being mister mischieveous, David is throwing his matchbox cars across the living room just to get a rise out of me. Do you think it works? Take a guess. They are great though. Doing well at their new preschool. Praise the Lord, He answered our prayer. Long story short. After one day at the other school, I got an unexpected call from the Christian Academy down the road in Williston saying she had spots for both of them. Originally, I was told not to expect any openings until next summer. It is working out pretty well and it's convenient and they both seem to enjoy it. Of course, going to daycare one can expect cooties and they've both had 'em. Pink eye for both of them and runny noses all week. Watching them together is getting fun. Daniel wants everything big brother David has and most of the time that's not okay by David. They are learning to play together more. They chase each other around the house cackling. Daniel is a nut. That's what I say and now David says it too. It's quite funny. David's sings his ABC's, most of the letters don't sound right but he does a good job. And he likes to help, with loading the washer/dryer, picking up toys; he helped me weed the other day. Daniel's been walking since 10 1/2 months so outside the boy is like Houdini. No matter how I try to distract him, he manages to pull all the solar lights out of the yard! He has tunnel vision, sets his mind to something and doesn't give up. He's going to be one in a few weeks, can't believe it! Will post pics.
Until then don't hold your breath for my next entry. But, I'll try to do better.

What I've been up to

2008-08-15T22:19:00.000-07:00

Spent the past few weeks searching for daycare for the boys. It's been exhausting....I am going back to work more hours and thinking it might be good for David to socialize and have more structure. It could be disastrous too, depending on the children he spends time with. I expect God to take care of them, esp. since He knows we are doing our best with the situation.

MISSION FIELD

2008-08-04T18:12:00.000-07:00

Brian is headed to the Amazon again in November. It has been two years since his last trip and he has been yearning ever since to go back. Obviously, with Daniel's birth last year, it wasn't ideal for him to go then so he is very excited to have the opportunity now. I am a little sheepish about him going, partly because we'll miss him and I'd love to go too. But, God speaks to us at different times and right now, I don't sense his calling for me. He'll get on here sometime and fill everyone in on the details. Just a reminder- keep he and the team in prayer, as well as the boys and I while he is gone. The trip dates are Nov. 3-12

SUMMER FUN WITH THE BOYS

2008-08-04T18:00:00.000-07:00

Gainesville has been HOT!, HOT!, HOT! David and Daniel enjoy cooling off whenever they can. We spend many hours hanging out in the backyard and playing in the kiddie pool.