Just waiting for Daddy...

I love it when Patrick is eagerly waiting for Alan to come home from work.  

He says, "I'm going to go wait for my Daddy!" and then he goes to sit on the curb at the front of the house and just wait.  

He loves his Daddy!

Our Morning Dose of Sunshine

That's Patrick on most days.  He smiles as he says, "Good morning, Mommy!  Good morning, Daddy!"  He can't wait to go downstairs each morning for his breakfast...easily his favorite meal of the day.  Here we are on the way to school one morning. I couldn't help not to snap a few photos of him smiling and laughing at George, who was sitting beside him in the car.  

Quality Time with George

George has a stomach bug.  Poor little guy.  I am so thankful that I was able to take today off work to stay home to take care of him.  I hate that he is sick, but I have to admit that I loved having the opportunity to pamper him and spend some quality time with him.  I hate to admit this, but since my maternity leave, I haven't had much one on one time with sweet George.  I guess that's par for the course when you are baby number three.  It's just that I'm always distracted and being pulled in so many directions that I rarely have moments to just sit and watch him, play with him, and snuggle with him.  Well, today, I did all of those things.

George has the most contagious laugh and smile.  He is so playful!  As I was folding laundry, he would come up to the pile of folded clothes and push them off the table.  He'd laugh.  Then I'd laugh.  I'd pick up the clothes and seconds later he comes back with a smile on his face that tells me he is coming back for more games and we continued this little game again and again.  He has such a good-natured and lively spirit!

I love the way he smiles and sticks his cute little tongue out sideways.

Usually I carry him in the wrap when we go to the grocery store, but today I put him and Sam in the race car cart.  It was hilarious.  George was literally squealing in delight for most of our shopping trip.  He finds such joy in so many little things.

Keep in mind, this was all while he was sick!  We are so blessed by his sweet and joyful spirit.  I pray that these attributes stay with him all the days of his life. 

Sam the SWIMMER!

   The pool has been his happy place this summer.  At the beginning of the summer, keep in mind it's still only June 16th, Sam couldn't swim more than 5 feet without grabbing on to the rope or the wall.  We had heard many friends say that swim team was the best thing for teaching youngsters to swim--I have to agree.  We signed him up for the swim team thinking it may help him learn how to swim.   He has already far exceeded my expectations.  At practice every night, he swims in the lap lane, but one of the coaches is always in the water with him helping him.  He was stopping on the rope or wall every 4-5 feet.  It takes a long time to make it across the pool when you stop that often!  

     At Sam's first meet, he walked in and started to panic and cry.  He absolutely did NOT want to swim in front of all those people!  For the first time, he wasn't interested in racing anyone---I think partly because he knew he would never win and partly because there were so many people watching.  He cried the whole way up to the podium.  I hated it.  I wanted to just scoop him up and tell him he didn't have to do it.  Alan talked to him about his own fears when he races and that seemed to help get him at least to the lane where his coaches would take over the encouragement.  Alan and his coaches must have said something right, because somehow Sam made it to the podium and jumped in the pool.

     The announcer said, "Swimmers, take your mark, ready, set..."  and the horn went off.  My focus was fixed completely on Sam and I could hardly believe my eyes.  Sam swam the ENTIRE LENGTH of the pool without stopping once!!!  HE DID IT!!!  HE DID IT!!!  We were so proud of him!  Here is a picture of him after that first swim all the way across the pool.  

Little Biker Boy

     This cute little fella loves his bikes.  It started with a fascination with motorcycles, thanks to Grandpa Dean.  Then he started riding anything and everything with wheels that he could find in the garage, minus the adult cars and bikes.  Recently, has been interested in the bike in this picture with training wheels.  He calls it his "big bike".  He was nice and cautious for a few days, and then a couple of days ago, he decided he wanted to go for a big ride.  He had been so cautious that I thought it would be okay to go down the street a bit.  Well, as soon as he got a taste of the freedom, he took off!  The scary part was that he really doesn't have much control on the bike yet...he just goes fast!  I found myself running after him yelling, "Stop!!!  Patrick!!!  Stop!!!".  I eventually caught up to him and he had a grin on his face from ear to ear. "I ride my big bike, mommy!!!"  

My little buttercup...

Sometimes I like to call Patrick "my little buttercup".  

Lately his reply has been,  "No mommy, I'm Patrick Rogers!"

He loves Sam and I caught this sweet moment yesterday.  Sam is doing "computer school"(ABC mouse.com) and 

Patrick is just sitting with his big brother 

watching every move.  

Notice his arm around Sam.  

He's so affectionate and sweet!

I love it.

End of the School Year Thoughts

     This has been a really busy school year, I think back and can't believe how much has happened in the past year.

     We were blessed with the birth of sweet George.  His first year of life is going by so quickly!  Sometimes I just want to sit in one spot and hold him and look at his sweet face to savor the memory.  With each milestone, I almost feel a sense of sadness as he grows so quickly and I realize he is (most likely) our last baby.  There is just nothing as sweet as those sweet baby sounds and soft baby skin.  He is a happy baby boy!  I could just sit and cuddle with him for hours...if I only had the time.

     Patrick has grown and changed so much in the last year.  I was amazed when I found a list that I created just one year ago of the words that Patrick was saying.  It was just last summer that I was worried that Patrick was going to need speech therapy because he wasn't talking much.  Now, he talks in complete sentences and shares his thoughts constantly during his waking hours!  I love hearing what is on his mind.  He has such sweet manners, saying "please", "Thank you, mommy", and "God Bless You" when I sneeze.  He tells us what he likes and what he doesn't like.  I think he is the most decisive person in our family!  He sings and dances and is so full of life.  His smile brightens the room every time.

     Sam finished his first year of school.  He had a great experience in Pre-K! The picture below is Sam with his Pre-K Teacher, Mrs. Whitcomb.  Although, he admits that his favorite part of the school day was PE and recess, I can't believe how much he learned this year.  He loves sports of all kinds:  soccer, basketball, baseball, football, golf, tennis, swimming, hockey, and even archery.  His after school activities have kept us extra busy this year!

     Alan and I are trying to keep up each day...the daily chores, full-time jobs, and parenting consume us.   We are always relieved when my summer break comes around.  A time when we can relax a little more and catch up on some of the chores that get pushed aside during the busy school year.  Life is full!

Patrick's first trip to the ER

I hesitate to write "first trip" because I sure pray and  hope that he doesn't go back, but somehow I have a feeling that it won't be our last trip with three boys in the house.

He was a trooper.  Sam and Patrick collided in the driveway.  Sam was on his bike and Patrick was running.  Patrick came running from around the corner and they didn't see each other until it was too late.  There were more tears than Patrick's usual reaction.  Normally, he falls and brushes it off and gets back up again very quickly, but not this time.  

Once he got to the hospital, Alan said that he was the sweetest little patient.  He didn't cry at all and sat sweetly with his Daddy.  He's such a brave little boy. 

Before the stitch--was excited to go ride to work with Daddy in the Jeep.

After the stitch--still smiling.

Sam's Life Plan

Here is the latest from Sam:

Driving home from school one day last week, Sam randomly mentioned from the back seat that he wants to live in our house when he grows up.  He said that the reason for this is so that his kids can play with his toys.  I asked him how many kids he wants to have and he replied, " Umm, I think  four.  I want four boys and one girl."  Maybe his math is a little bit off :)

Anyway, then I asked him if there was someone that he thought he would marry.  He replied very matter-of-fact, "I plan on marrying Abigail."  She is a sweet girl who has been in his daycare and pre-K classes since they were one.  Their current pre-K teachers tell us that they are already like a little old married couple.  So cute :)

Sam and Marriage

Sam is asking so many questions these days.  It's neat to see what he is curious about and what his little mind is thinking.  Lately he's had a few questions about marriage.  On our way to George's baptism, he asked if we were getting married.  I had to remind him that Mommy and Daddy were already married (because this precious little boy once said he wanted to marry me--which makes my heart smile).

Then, on the way home from the church service, he asks," Can I wear my football uniform when I get married?"

I told him that it depends on who he marries and he will have to ask her how she feels about it.

Then he says,"How do you ask someone to marry you?  Do you just say 'will you marry me?'"

We told him, that was true, that you have to choose someone and then ask them to marry you.  Then I asked if there was someone who he thought he would like to marry.

After careful consideration and with a question in his voice, he said, "Aunt Amy"