Saturday, February 8, 2014

Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to run in the rain.

I have had the busiest past few weeks. With being a mama and wife, getting ready to run my second half marathon, managing pick-ups/drop offs at preschool, making dinners, teaching full time, plus doing some extra trainings - I just feel like some days I don't relax until I'm crawling into bed. I mentioned in a previous post that I was selected to be a district trainer to lead three all-day professional development trainings for the 7th grade English teachers in my district and it has taken me out of my classroom for several days. It's been a little crazy! I'm leading my second one next week and I'm a whole lot less nervous than the first one I did, but I will feel better when we have our presentation nailed down. It probably wasn't the best time to take on something new - but such is life! 

This morning I went on an 8 mile run in the rain, showered, took the kids to get haircuts, came home, gave the kids baths, and am now sitting down by the fireplace in my jammies at 11:30am with my first cup of coffee. I have eight million things to do (including making a dessert for the dinner party we're going to tonight), but instead of doing something on my to-do list, I thought - why not blog? Ha! There's something about a rainy day and a roaring fire, that makes me not want to do laundry and to-do lists! 
{Procrastinator over here!}
This is sort of a catch up of what we've been up to the past few weeks.
I snapped this photo because it CRACKED ME UP! My husband is standing in the shower (I positioned the towel to block his body) and the twins are watching him. This is our life. I never shower alone. Ever. P.S. All the cool people have an audience when they shower!
Last week, while I was working, Mr. Howard and my brother took the kids to the snow. Connor was eating it:
Because that's totally normal:
Isabella, like normal, wanted to be held and cuddled:
Nova had a blast!
Connor, Aiden, and Nova:
The boys:
Last Saturday after my run, I came home to play with the kids. Connor asked if I'd inflate the bounce house and I was hesitant (it's so much fun - but lots of fights ensue!) and Connor said, "But Mama - YOU got to exercise. We need to exercise too!" Well played, son. Well played. I drank my coffee while they played. 
Isabella's hair was CRACKING me up!
They may fight like crazy people, but they love each other so much. Nothing makes my heart happier.
 We also celebrated my little brother's 28th birthday at my parents' house, so I loaded the kids up and off we went:
 My dad and I made homemade manicotti for him!
Don't you love his hair? He's trying to find a hairstyle he loves for his wedding day!
Connor was so excited and was running around. He came around a corner and took a pretty good knock to the head. Poor baby.
**Sidenote: I have heard a lot of flak about selfies lately. And I do get it. But here's my take on them. If I want to be in the photos with my kids, I have to take them myself because most of the time - my husband is working. When I look back at the photo albums from when I was a kid, I don't see photos of my mom and dad. They were always the photographers and that makes me sad. I want my kids to know I was there too. So, beware, I post selfies.**

We went to a superbowl party last Sunday. Hubby had to work, so I loaded the kids up and off we went:
Last week I finally got my hair done! It had been eleven weeks since I had had it done! That might not be a big deal to everyone, but for me (a brunette who pretends to be a blonde), it's a BIG deal. I went a little blonder and kept my lengths!
Last week we got the sad news that Mr. Howard's Uncle Fred had passed away. I have felt so bad about being so far away (they live in Alabama) and if we could, I would fly out there in a heartbeat!!! Uncle Fred and Aunt Ginger were the first aunt/uncle I met when Mr. Howard and I started dating in high school and a trip to Alabama is never complete without a visit with them! My heart breaks for Aunt Ginger and the family. We've been saying lots of prayers from California and hoping that everyone is feeling them. 
Aiden and Isabella are both my little cuddlers. If they are near me, they want to be holding my hand. I don't know how that happened (Connor was SO not a cuddler!), but I love, love, love it! 
I absolutely have to get my butt in gear! We are going to a friend's house for dinner tonight and I'm still in my jammies and haven't figured out what we're bringing for dessert- so off I go! Happy Saturday!


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