Life in Motion 13/52

 *A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

12: "I wonder if I could power our ceiling fan."
5: Best $4 I have spent, in awhile. Army men are priceless. He's been carting them everywhere.

thanking Jodi

 

Life in Motion 12/52

   

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

I never learned how to swim. I have a small fear of water. I am trying to be okay with them in the water. Have to breathe sometimes.

We did Spring Break. Lazy rivers full of sweaty bodies. Puke in the kiddie pool. Thankfully, no string bikini's on 4 year olds. It was our first time staying over night at a water park. Bonus: clean towels any time you want them. 

 

thanking Jodi

Life in Motion 11/52

 *A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

They are determined. They are adventurous. They are always on the edge.

Go. Play. See.

First park trip of the year. People complained about how horrid the winter was. To me, it was short. And not really that horrible. It was cold. It was how winter was supposed to be.

Spring brings muddy shoes and sticky faces. They will bring live animals (some with wings) into the house. We will nap after spending the afternoon playing in warm sand and sunshine.

I am so ready.

thanking Jodi









 

Life in Motion 10/52

 

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

12: But, mom, I'm too old for the Discovery Center.

5: Always building higher.

So tired of talking or thinking about the weather, but....it's melting. 

We succumbed to buying a pass for the Discovery Center again (after taking an eight month break). They have an annual Easter Egg hunt which Mr. Sunshine is looking forward to. Unfortunately, this will be 12's second year of being an onlooker since he's too old. He's been appreciating holidays in a different way lately. We've explained that sometimes its better to celebrate for others. He loved being a "Santa" helper last Christmas.

I wish I was in control of the ticker to stop the clock. They're both getting too tall, too big and myself too old. I miss childhood.

thanking Jodi 

 

Life in Motion 9/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

We are pinky swearing to take a nap next week. I have it in print. 

Today was the first of four basketball practices. He is getting better at dribbling while moving. I am hoping he is more coordinated that I am.

The Man makes enduring practice easier on me. He keeps a running commentary. Versus me spacing out, while staring at the clock, because watching 20 five year old's chase balls is oodles of fun.

No picture of Mr. Pre-teen this week. I didn't want to fight over it.

thanking Jodi









 

Life in Motion 8/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

I am outmanned around here. Pink is frowned upon and our outings often consist of crashing, smashing and taking apart things.

I love it. It's never been so loud as to require head gear, though. Monster trucks that destroy cars. And cake. There was cake. We didn't get to eat it. A zilla truck engulfed it after lighting the candles with fire from its nose. 

I often wonder if they'll like some of the things we plan. Then I see their eyes light up or get real big and my worries are for not.

thanking Jodi

 

Life in Motion 7/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

Winter weekends (with dad at work) are usually filled with camping out in the house. Everyone does their own thing for awhile. They play together and then take another break. We do laundry and T.V. and video games. I drink lots of coffee and miss naps.

Mr. Sunshine likes to play games with himself because he can play by his own, made up, rules. And with his feet. And he always wins. (He might have a "small" complex issue.)

Mr. Preteen is getting a lot of use out of his Christmas present (Kindle). He's been playing a word game with us (sort of like Words with Friends, but you get an avatar you can buy stuff for). Hence the dictionary. Ignore the lack of sheet on his bed. I gave up and make sure its on before bed every night. We pick our battles.

Thanking Jodi

Life in Motion 6/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

 Snow, snow...it's everywhere.

The hubby took the boy's, plus a friend, sledding. I missed it because I had to work. I'm trying to be okay with that.

Mr. Pre-teen is getting good use out of his new boots. His FIFTY dollar boots. I told him he will wear them until they break or do not fit anymore. We're a under twenty dollar's shoe kind of family.

Also, the first snowman of the year. The snow isn't really snow. It is ice. And they cheated. Someone had been there before them and they just combined the balls of snow.

I saw my first cardinal the other day. Winter needs to be officially over. I don't care what the groundhog said. I'm done.

thanking Jodi

 

Life in Motion 5/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

When did we become old enough to not smile when it snowed? I remember sitting (albeit in snow pants) and spending hours outside just wallowing in it. In fact one year, for my birthday, all the teenage girls headed outside, in the dark, and had a snowball fight.

We were supposed to go to Monkey Joe's (indoor bounce house place) yesterday. However, it snowed like someone up above baked cakes and sifted flour on us. For 24 hours. It must have been a wedding cake. We've all been house bound or they've been chauffeured to the babysitter's this month because of work. We tried to mentally prepare ourselves in December for hubby's upcoming overtime and snow equals more work for me. No matter how much you mentally check yourself, it still sucks.

Mr. Sunshine wanted to go outside yesterday. I came in from shoveling to change out my gloves and he fully geared himself out, sans his snow pants. I have to adjust them because they are his brother's old pair and he has no butt. He asked first thing this morning, too. Before I had my coffee.

I do not like the (extreme) cold. I do not like the (extreme) heat. I am being quite pessimistic about going outside. I wish the hubby was here to get me motivated to "play". He went in late today because of the weather. Rather the big wigs didn't have to be in till later so they weren't going to pay the little guy's to sit around. He likes to "play". He is my oldest, third child.

thanking Jodi









 

Life in Motion 4/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

I am fascinated with feet. My feet, his feet, their feet. All kinds of feet. Mr. Sunshine has my feet and toes. I just realized this. They are almost as big as mine and he's only 5. They make me want to play "And this little piggy went to market".

Mr. Pre-teen is back to not wanting his picture taken. I have to be sneaky if I want to continue this project with him in it. He gets too embarrassed. I understand because I was the same way as a child and still am as an adult. Mostly because neither of us have a great smile. He'll get the metal in his mouth soon (braces) and hopefully be all smiles after the process. The other reason is from being too self-conscious. Maybe this will cure two birds with one stone.

My goal is to actually print these pictures and have an album that I can look through. Or maybe put them on the wall. Either way USE my camera. Goals are hard.

thanking Jodi

Life in Motion 3/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

It's been a crazy, working week. Hubby worked seven days last week and signed up for eight in a row next week. I was scheduled for an additional 3 days. The boy's had to get up at 5 am a lot. Mr. Pre-teen turned 12 which included a balloon-filled room, trick candles and Chinese food.

Sunday is our only doing nothing day. Football and naps. I wanted a nap. Mr. Sunshine shared his cold with me. I caught up on laundry. The Man caught up on dishes and yelled at the television.

It is nice to have a do nothing day. I will miss the husband next week. I do not want to grow up and sleep without him. Overtime can suck my dick. Just because work equals money, doesn't mean I have to enjoy it.

thanking Jodi









 

Life in Motion 2/52

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

Today was the first day in a week it was above 0 degrees and the wind non-existant. The snow wasn't packing right. No snowman. It did make great explosive snow balls, though. 

Mr. Pre-teen turns 12 in five days. It is great to see him smile in pictures. I want to be able to remember that smile and it makes me feel like I'm doing something right. I'm not looking forward to him being a teenager. I miss the carefree days.

Mr. Sunshine is always smiling. He is literally our sunshine.

thanking Jodi

Life in Motion 1/52

 

*A portrayal of life, in motion, once a week for 52 weeks* 2015

We went to a roller skate arena the weekend before school starts again. I think The Man and I had more fun than kids. I almost wish we had went by ourselves. Roller skating makes me feel old, though. It brings back so many memories from when it was "the thing" to do and then I have to remember how old I really am. I didn't want to count that far back. The Man even referenced the Kris Kross dance via a fantastic display on blades.

I'm glad that I got to do this with both of them. I really had fun, even though I'm not that good at it. I think I surprised the hubby by how much I was laughing. FYI: It's been awhile since we've had time to ourselves which will be taken care of shortly.

thanking Jodi

Life in (Re) Motion

                                    The Nature of the Beast:

Last year, I blogged with a group of great women. During that time, I started following Jodi, from Practicing Simplicity. She was sharing an interactive project where you took a picture a week of your kids and linked up.

I really wanted to do The 52 Project but I'm uncomfortable about massively sharing pictures of my boys online. The reality is that society is not the same as when I was a kid. Everything is more public and has exploded across the television screen. Our kids are raised in a different social environment and as parents of that new social environment, we are very aware of the what if's. So I took a different angle and called it "Life in Motion". I took pictures of them but not of their faces. I captured action pictures of their constant on-the-go personalities.

I failed.

Not miserably. But I failed. I made it six months.

Long story short, the blog fell through. Life became too involved for everyone and it was just silently, mutually agreed to stop.

I hoping to try again this upcoming year.

The new 2015 project.