I’ve always been a journal keeper.
I have about 25 of them chock-full of all the details of my life up ’til a few years ago. And from there I have a blog.
I love to go back and remember the richness that has faded far into the corners of my mind.
When my kids all grow up and move away I want to remember how our family runs right now, what we do from day-to-day, what we like and what we don’t. What makes us tick. Sure, I write about thoughts and events here, but the day-to-day stuff, not so much.
So last year I started a new tradition of writing up a little “snapshot” of life in our family as the new year hit. A synopsis of life as we know it. (Last year’s is here.)
Here’s what I’ve come up with this year:
Grace is always making up dances. She and her inseparable-from-her-hip-friend-from-down-the-street are actually getting quite good at their perfectly choreographed dance creations.
Lucy can’t get enough of jumping on the trampoline.
Elle is a bookworm and I love it.
We are into family dinner over here. I love that it makes us all stop running around and sit together and talk. Because of all the different things the kids are involved in we can’t seem to figure out a regular time for it, but we do it every night.
We love sunsets. We text or call each other to go look at them when they are exceptionally breathtaking. This is one Dave pointed out that Elle ran out to take pictures of:Max is the “Math Homework Helper” in our family. I swear I did take AP Calculus in High School but I cannot for the life of me get 4th and 7th grade math (Grace & Elle). I love that Max just “gets” it.
Claire has seamlessly turned into a great little reader. I soak in each time we read together and how quickly she picks it up because this time around I know to be very thankful. It makes me wonder what it will be like to try to teach our next emergent reader to do the same.
We always make our own syrup. The only store-bought syrup Dave and I have bought since we were married was a couple months ago when we decided to try sugar-free syrup for Lucy.
Max and Dave are incredibly comical when watching sports together. With the enthusiasm they exhibit when they stand up and talk to the television you’d think those players really would pull up their bootstraps and do what they’re telling them to.
Max and Elle have to have the radio on when we are in the car…and they are rarely without their iPods.
Over the last year we have successfully weeded out a couple of extracurricular things.
Max just finished volleyball and is on to basketball.
Elle does tennis (sometimes three times a week), violin (at school), and piano. She can whack a tennis ball much harder than you’d think with those scrawny arms. She’s dying to do volleyball and soccer too.
Grace quit soccer and is doing gymnastics twice a week.
Claire and Lu do gymnastics once a week. Lucy thinks it’s the best thing that has ever happened to her.
Lucy has two awesome therapists…one for speech and one for occupational therapy. They come to our house and they have helped to change Lucy’s life.
As good as those therapists are, Claire is Lucy’s best therapist. She is always explaining things and reading to Lucy, usually with an arm around her shoulder.
Max has narrowed down the sports he likes to play to basketball and volleyball… and football at the park with friends.
Dave is traveling less and we are thankful for that.
Dave has cracked/broken ribs twice this year. He still seems to run and bike and do p90X like a pro…he’s tough.
We have no diapers in our house. At the same time as I am completely elated about that fact, a little section of my heart aches because that means no more babies around. Still, I thank my lucky stars every time Lucy runs to the bathroom.
We eat quite healthy around here…we are extremely conscientious about it because of Lucy’s syndrome. But we still have a long way to go.
We spell out the names of any type of dessert in our family because we’d rather not have Lucy know that we’re talking about sweet stuff.
Lucy knows how to spell “cookie.”
Max’s feet are bigger than mine and I can borrow his sweatshirts. He’s going to pass me up in height before I know it…and that’s saying something because I am tall.
Lucy always empties the silverware from the dishwasher and gets mad if someone else starts doing “her job.”
Our family movie night tradition has taken a backseat as our kids are big enough that they are often out with friends on Friday nights. It makes me sad that part of our life is fading.
Elle and Max are the best babysitters I could ever ask for. Each time Dave and I leave on a date and leave one of them in charge I still think about how thankful I am for that gift: to have children that can take care of our other children. And they can do it so well.
Life is good.