Having Loads of Fun on Errands!

Ember told me it was chilly and she needed mittens. Except she couldn’t find hers so she got a pair of socks out of her drawer instead.
Each kid brought a little errand kit. A couple crayons, some paper, a toy, and a snack.  photo 135eresized_zps4bb79bab.jpg

First stop, UPS store to send our rent money off.  photo 149eresized_zpse109b60e.jpg

Payson is such a ham for the camera!  photo 155eresized_zps210a5231.jpg  photo 167eresized_zps36ac9d7e.jpg

Ember fell asleep on the way to our next stop. I carried her for a while through a little toy store in the next town over.  photo 168eresized_zpseb6ec748.jpg

It was the most overpriced store I’ve ever been to in my life! Toys, similar in quality and availability as Wal-Mart, were almost double the price!! Aaack.
I’d gone there because they carry Wubbanub binkies (which are the best things ever!), the lady (owner?) on the phone said they just got a big shipment in. Guys, there were like six binkies in stock. And they were $20 each. T w e n t y. Um, no thanks.  photo 177eresized_zps4baba39b.jpg

Speaking of Wubbanubs, here’s Everett sucking away happily on his at Cafe Rio.  photo 192eresized_zps2b44959f.jpg

Oh Cafe Rio, if only you were near my house.  photo 200eresized_zpsc863f04e.jpg photo 207eresized_zpsf011c09e.jpg photo 218resized_zpsa493fbc8.jpg

The next stop was Cabela’s to buy a magnesium stick for Allan. Which is where I felt like I was cheating on Bass Pro Shops. I’m sorry Bass Pro Shops, I’m sorry! But you are far away and Cabela’s is really close! (this should totally be my new thing, blog talking to establishments. It’s very cool, I know)  photo 231eresized_zpsca71ab47.jpg photo 236eresized_zps80316b5c.jpg photo 225eresized_zps515f00b1.jpg

Next we picked up Brooklyn and Sierra from school and headed over for a super quick stop at Michael’s to grab a couple of baskets since they were having a 50% off sale!
But first Everett needed milk and I decided to take a couple pictures.  photo 277eresized_zps3813bfb0.jpg photo 297bwresized_zps9793802f.jpg

He peed through, oops, so I changed his diaper and let him go half naked for the next hour.  photo 355bwresized_zps72e4ee14.jpg

Let is probably the wrong word. I didn’t have a choice as I don’t carry an extra outfit with me!  photo 363e2resized_zps8eed1485.jpg photo 371eresized_zps624f8de2.jpg

We’ve Been Up To…

Visiting the library.  photo 179eresized_zps286bc956.jpg photo 190eresized_zps69ba89c1.jpg photo 241eresized_zps4490c8a3.jpg photo 250eresized_zpsd992b07f.jpg

The kids all pick out their own clothes. This is Brooklyn’s extra special outfit she put together for a fieldtrip her class took.  photo 011eresized_zps87336f0e.jpg

Payson and Ember get lots of playtime together during the three days a week Payson doesn’t have school.  photo 035eresized_zps1eeedfd3.jpg

Through everything, at all times, my children are very, very silly.  photo 050eresized_zps51c695f2.jpg

At three years old Ember is in love with making messes. Most especially messes on herself!  photo 060eresized_zpsbaaecaab.jpg

One day Payson left his backpack at home so I had to bring it to him.  photo 139eresized_zps5b8a16cd.jpg

Everett doesn’t hate his carseat but he does get bored in there once in a while.  photo 147eresized_zps843817c0.jpg

Instead of getting him a toy to hang from the carseat I bought him a taggie blanket with a bold black, white, and red pattern.  photo 158eresized_zps153e7274.jpg

He loves it! I actually bring this taggie everywhere, even in the house. I hang it from his bouncy chair, by his bed, just anywhere he is. He loves looking at it.  photo 151eresized_zps5cbf55bf.jpg

In order to ensure my kids eat their breakfast, rather than just goofing off for half an hour at the table… I separate Brooke and Payson from Sierra and Ember while they eat.  photo 005eresized_zps9ce2f979.jpg

Ember getting dressed for the day. She picks her own clothes 95% of the time.  photo 011eresized_zps596a82d8.jpg

The rest of the pictures from that day I photographed her putting on makeup.  photo 017eresized_zpsc427aee3.jpg photo 029eresized_zpsc12e44c5.jpg  photo 041eresized_zpsc3524158.jpg photo 046eresized_zps9ea46e33.jpg

I wasn’t planning on wearing lipgloss that day but Ember asked me if we could match. She loves to do everything I do and it’s pretty darn sweet ๐Ÿ™‚
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Allan figuring out how to fit the boat and trailer in the small garage.  photo 019eresized_zps3a44091b.jpg

Everett spit up all over himself and needed a new outfit.  photo 030eresized_zps8c9540ac.jpg photo 035eresized_zpsa3a51997.jpg

Nightly library book reading on the couch.  photo 133bwresized_zpsb6541cf6.jpg

Everett taking a nap in his sleeper bed.  photo 002eresized_zpsc60c7915.jpg

One of Sierra’s library books was a survival book for kids. Allan reads her a chapter every night and then teachers her the skills in the book. They’ve done lots of rope tying and knot practice. This night he was teaching her how to start a fire.  photo 037eresized_zps8c2ece5f.jpg

Sierra’s teacher had a birthday and they made ice cream at school. Sierra spent a lot of time worrying about her outfit for the special occasion.
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Payson’s favorite show is Paw Patrol. Which means now it’s Ember’s favorite because she loves to be like her older siblings. (I took this picture to document her coloring with marker all over her chest.)  photo 064eresized_zpsf5686d71.jpg
I have many more pictures but I think this is pretty dang long so I’m stopping!!

How About I Blog a Bunch of Photos!

Everett woke me up unusually bright and early this morning. He was crying and then when I opened my eyes to look at him he broke into a huge smile and started cooing at me. I guess he was rested enough and thought mommy should be up when he’s up!

So I laid around in bed playing with him for a good long while and then I decided to blog while he has fun on his activity mat. I have maybe five or ten minutes so I’ll just blog until it’s time to wake the other kids up.

False alarm, Ember just came in soaked in pee crying for me to change her. I don’t know what was up with her diaper but she’s literally soaked and the diaper looks fairly empty. So instead of blogging I get to go give her a bath. Yay for having a clean, cuddly girl first thing in the morning!

I’ll just plop these pictures of Ember and Everett in here before I go. They were already uploaded.  photo 107eresized_zps2e4ef5a2.jpg photo 115eresized_zpsc143cd5a.jpg photo 124eresized_zpsb585f714.jpg
She picked out her outfit and felt pretty darn fancy!

Feeling Fabulous!!

If only we could all feel as fabulous as this awesome little girl does!  photo 057eresized_zpsc617e9bb.jpg photo 061eresized_zpsee78f041.jpg

Ember wears makeup every single day. There’s pretty much nothing I can do to keep her out of it. She goes in my bathroom whenever the urge strikes and covers her face in powder and cream. She then bats her eyes at her reflection, poses, blows kisses, and basically admires her own beauty. With black-streaked eyes, white-dotted eyelids, and pink or red smeared lips… she feels pretty.

I could be the type of mother to lock up my makeup or find a way to store it out of reach. Then I’d have a clean faced little girl at my side rather than one who looks pretty messy and wild. I could do the makeup for her and only apply a dab of lipgloss and a bit of eyeshadow that looks more presentable to the world. I could even teach her that makeup is only for mommies.
But what good would that do for Ember?  photo 063eresized_zpsc285be9e.jpg photo 062eresized_zpsa6e016bc.jpg
If only I knew the things I know now when I first had Brooklyn all those years ago.

I wasn’t the strictest mom or anything but what I wouldn’t give to go back in time and give her more permission. To be two years old. To be three years old. To run wild, to be independent, to do more of the things she wanted to do without a mom to stop her. (Sure stop her if things were dangerous or inappropriate for public, but most things weren’t)
Life was always about getting things done and moving along to the next task. I didn’t just stop and let life happen enough.
I did take her to the library and park and pool and friends’ houses and spend hours and hours and hours playing with her… I have zero regrets with the time I spent with her and the quality of time it was. I just wish mentally I was as flexible then as I am now about things that seemed big but weren’t. Like bedtimes, mealtimes, errands…
but anyway, the little three and I are off to run a couple of errands. And it will be pretty darn easy for me even though when I first had three kids (Brooklyn, Sierra, and Payson) it wasn’t.
Funny how we grow, huh? I guess it’s a good thing to stop and look back and realize how far you’ve come, how much stronger you are. It happens so slowly… but it happens.