Friday, October 24, 2014

when life turns crazy...

you turn to a photo dump, because let's face it, my kids are cute, we do some pretty awesome things as a family and they are changing right before my eyes.  I so want to preserve these memories but these memories sometimes get in the way of getting it all safely journaled here. 
But if that is the worst of my problems, I count myself pretty lucky. 

Here goes:::






Thursday, September 4, 2014

Aidan turned 13 and I loose all track of time

He is amazing and difficult and has been 13 for 36 days but he is real forgiving too,
and funny and really not funny at all because he is 13 and a whole lot smartassy,
and lovey and does that head-nod-hey thing that boys do,
and works hard but balances out with the required sleeping in and video game time,
and is creative and destructive because he can't resist taking every single flipping pen apart in the whole entire world,
and is learning to bite his tongue while smiling and showing respect and venting when he gets home
and nerdy in the best possible way because you know mama loves a nerd anyway,
and makes us proud every single day,
and boy scout-y and lacrosse-y and computer program-y and big brother-y,
and is a mini version of tony complete with old man impatience and big soft heart and eyelashes for days,
and still plans to own a zoo some day but has a couple of plans to get the financing in order. 
And he is the love of my life. 

Thursday, June 5, 2014

She's 11...

My baby!

I love her the mostest of the hostess cream heart pie.  Like for real.  I can't help but smile like a fool when she walks into the room.  Eleven looks good on her.  She is Nadia through and through.  Independent.
And still all about family and friends and furry loves of her life.  And we are all about her. 

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

may we have many more

A month of opportunity.  It's almost like the month itself gives you permission. 

May we start an adventure?  Why yes, you may!
May we dream the big dreams?  Certainly!
May we fall in love?  Absolutely!
May we celebrate our anniversary?    At least not now.

These fourteen years have given us plenty.  That plenty includes children.  Those children include responsibilities. 

And you know what?  I wouldn't have it any other way.  If you had told me fourteen years ago that we would be running our kids to activities and getting up at ungodly hours just so we can talk to each other every morning and that we would fall asleep with our booties touching every night I don't think I would have imagined it all being so satisfying. 

I love you Tony. 
May we have another year of all of this? 

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

mr. bachart goes to washington

that was our hashtag, 'cause we are cool like that. 

Aidan didn't like it. He wanted #watowa  or #monumoments but I said No.  I am the adult so I get to pick the ridiculous hashtag.  And that is how you parent in the 21st century.  The end. 

Except it is not the end.  It is only the beginning!!  The beginning of our vacation pictures, that is!  You can thank me later.