Wednesday, January 11, 2012

BIG

It’s a New Year for the calendar.

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It’s a New Year for me.

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Guess what party people?  This year is going to be big.  BIG, I tell you. 

My birthday way quiet.  Nice.  Memorable.  Harley took me on a dinner date to B. Smith’s at Union Station.  It was lovely.  There was live music and they played Happy Birthday!  Harley shared a romantic love letter including 32 reasons, divided into 8 categories with 4 subheadings, he loves me. That part was great.

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Then he broke the news he won't finish his research by August, and he'll need another year to complete his PhD.  That part wasn’t so great.  Bad timing.  Can you think of better news to share with a Birthday Diva ON her Birthday Dinner Date? There were tears -- even though I've been bracing for this inevitable more time needed – I cried. I blame (partly) the planner in me who has hopes and dreams and schedules and Someday expectations.  Later there was a fight (spanning many issues) in front of the Capitol. It was a good one.  But then we talked. And talked. And apologized. And it will be okay.  Seven years in grad school living on loans a million miles away from family isn't so bad, right? All is well. Another year it is, DC. Another year.

And this year?  2012, #32 is going to be one for the history books.  Did I say big earlier?  Epic.

First, have I mentioned I have an iPhone?  Happy Birthday to me!  It, of course, is life changing and makes everything accessible, convenient, and REAL TIME. Future people, I've arrived.

Second, my best friend arrives in a few hours. My parents come at the end of the month. We hosted Cheryl & Co. for Christmas and Kirk & Kaija for New Year’s. Visitors are an excellent way to start the year.

Then there are the real biggies this year’s gonna rock our socks. She's having a baby in April. I'm gaining a nephew.

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She's getting married in June. I'm gaining a brother-in-law.

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He's getting married in June (yes, I said June again). I'm gaining a sister-in-law.

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Oh and we're having a baby in early July. (Guess who's gonna be GI-NOR-MOUS at two family weddings??? 9 months pregnant, on a plane, waddling the weddings, on a plane again. Yeah. Please pray now I don't deliver mid cross country flight.)  I'm gaining weight.  I’m also gaining excitement.  Soft, snuggly, tiny, sweet, new baby excitement.

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See? Who needs graduation and a job? 2012, 32. Epic.

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Friday, January 6, 2012

18 Mooze Months

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Max turned 18 months last week. 18 months is a big deal to me. I meant to have a big Max 18 month photo shoot. I still want to, but we’re having camera issues, so a random assortment over the last few months and instagram highlights is what we get for now.

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My Mooze at exactly 18 months old. A note on his nicknames: Harley started calling him The Great Great Maximoozi, saying it was his magician’s name. It shortened to Maximoozi and then to just Mooze. Harley has now moved on to calling him Mooze-a-licious Def. (Think this.) His rapper name.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: 12-18 months is hard. My mother-in-law says it’s her least favorite stage because they are all body and no brains. I think it’s also one of the cutest stages physically speaking, which I believe the good Lord planned so you don’t kill them. I rejoice when my kids turn 18 months. Partly because we’ve (mostly) passed through the Troubs stage, and mostly because they go to nursery. Last Sunday Max went to nursery. He walked in like he owned the place. No sweat.

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Anderson giving Max a pep talk (that he didn’t need): “Max, you go to nursery now and I go to primary. It’s good Max, because I’m a big boy and you’re in nursery. But you will have fun in there. They are nice.”

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The two pictures I snapped after church. Oh I had great intentions… but this is all I got. Let’s recall the gem I caught of Anderson’s nursery debut.

Anderson rarely got sick. Still rarely does. Max, on the other hand, has had a cold since October. He’s on his second double ear infection and last night fell to his first head wound. We were thisclose to going to urgent care for a stitch or two, but in the end decided he’d be okay healing on his own. Let’s not forget his surgery at 8 months. What is it about the second kid? (Yes, Anderson accidentally pushed him into that fall. I guess that’s part of it.)

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Max is trouble. Max is a handful. Every day I tell him, “Max, if you weren’t so cute I would sell you to the neighbors!” Anderson has picked up on this and says it to Max too and it’s hilarious. But Max is also delightful, especially lately. I have days where I’m on this Max high and I can’t get enough of him, his chubs, his kisses, his determined head nods and his snuggles. He’s so big and yet still so my baby. I feel very tender towards him right now. I could just drink him up. Gulp, gulp, gulp! Inhale every bit of his smoothy sweetness. Suuuuck it in!

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Now for my traditional 18 month old word cloud. Yeah, I think I’m going to make this a thing.

climber TROUBLE big belly delightful pointer TOUGH nodder ADORES ANDERSON cuddler pudgy car dancer 10 words a dozen signs music lover SUPER MOOZE! hair puller playful long lashes crazy pooper super napper great hair screamer semi-picky eater validation seeker big smiler loud hummer 27 lb 10 oz (75%) 33 1/2 in (80%) toothbrush lover double cowlick SOLID milk & juice fan big waver HAPPY demanding sweet tooth social chip junkie Scout lover dog identifier toaster cheerleader light seeker boot fetcher chubs baby lovER impatient car rider Baby Einstein fan church terror phone obsessed belly-button finder funny wrestler so fast banana, berry & yogurt eater bath lover sweet wet kisser jumper toy lover silly water baby grunter noisy beautiful eyes LOVE so big

I love you with all my heart my sweet sweet Mooze! I’m so happy you’re in our family.

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