garden day...

well the garden is finally planted...we have had some weather and "life" delays...since the boyz were born, grandpa is in charge of the garden...in the beginning he did it all, with the "help" of sylvie and eating mulberries...last year, his health kept him from putting in the garden but he still picked out all the plants and told me the plan...my nephew corey came over to help me with grandpa'a plan...this year grandpa picked out all the plants and made the stakes for the new fence...we are trying beans this year...he is still all of the brains behind the operation...i know it was hard for him to watch me do all of the hard labor this year but i hopefully i was slightly entertaining : )

see, i feel it is important to put in the garden...to have the home grown tomatoes...to have grandpa around to tell me what to do...i worked in the garden under the direction of my mother for years, but i was not paying enough attention...i love that the boyz would lean over the fence last summer and just pluck off tomatoes to eat...i love eating the first red tomato, warm from the sun, sliced and with a little salt, like i did with my mother...i love eating grandpa's canned green tomato mix in the wintertime, making all of our summer garden memories flood back into my mind...

while grandpa and i were occupied with the garden, grandma was chasing the boyz...luckily we have her on our team or the garden would STILL not be in...when we decided we were done for the day, we found the boyz in the sandbox, with grandma overseeing their digging and dumping...

so the garden is in...six tomato plants and two rows of beans...another year of memories...the boyz and i finished the day by washing our feet!

mental note...

Mother's Day 2009

If I had my child to raise all over again,

I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.

I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.

I would do less correcting and more connecting.

I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.

I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.

I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.

I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.

I'd do more hugging and less tugging.

~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"

consumed...

our hearts and our lives are consumed by these boyz...we love them so very much...last night i had to read a book to remind me, "one toddler is hard enough, much less two at the same time"...then i think about one of those toddlers having a health issue, like asthma, which is not yet controlled...then the other toddler who seems to be taking about two months to still cut a molar and he has three more to go...all of this can consume me and keeps me from completing any task i even try to set my mind to...but i have a WONDERFUL husband, AMAZING sisters and a mother-in-law and father-in-law who can not get enough of the boyz and shoo me out of the house, as well as run to my rescue with one phone call...sometimes it is perspective...when we are in the midst of ewie's illness and i am so short in patience, i sometimes just need to stop overanalyzing and wait for our pulmonologist appointment...i just accept this is our current reality...it will get better...as cam reminded me at bedtime, saying "dora?" when he saw the wedding picture of great grandma dora and great grandpa zarnoch... then we talked about everyone including grandma linda, who is in heaven, with the moon and the stars, as i told cameron...i realize i need to turn it over to GOD and the ANGELS watching over us...

life is good...

mystery game...

such a great relaxing day...it is an opportunity to sit back and take it all in...

we got cam's hair cut...cam sat on my lap and screamed the whole time, even with a sucker and a "cars" book in his hands...the sucker was hairy by the end of the haircut and i had spilled jelly beans all over the floor...andrew got his hair cut too...since i was occupied with cam, he had ewie...ewie sat on his lap perfectly the entire time during andrew's haircut, only turning to check on his brother...

the boyz are definitely different...even in my belly...as i watched them today, i realized, life is so different for each of them...

for ewie, it is a mystery...action-reaction...he will do it over and over again to make sure he gets the same reaction...his concentration is intense...mostly serious...but he has his moments where he just cracks up...

for cam-a-lam, it is a game...action-win (get what he wants)...cam does not give up till he gets what he wants...he is so smart about it too...with ewie, he will get another toy to distract him, so he can have what ewie has...with me, he with start with "bite, bite'" then "drink, drink," then "please, please" just to get some of my iced tea...he is so dramatic and reactive...laughing at all the places he should...in general, just sitting back, enjoying life...

i have no idea where this combo will take them in life...together or separately...all i know is that we love them so much...everyday is a new adventure...the mystery game : )

pool fun...

the pool is wonderful...ewie does not want to get out...cam has a limit...but i just take a bucket of water out every so often to water the flowers and eventually we can flip the pool over to empty out the water...cam is a team player...ewie has to be distracted with puddles and such...the best part is ewie is EXHAUSTED and so is cam...LOVE the pool!!

the return of arrow...

well, finally got enough nerve to get ewie's hair cut...not enough time to get cam's cut at the same time but that will need to come soon enough...ewie kept pushing his hair out of his eyes and unlike cam, his hair is not curly all over...everyone says he looks all grown up...but he looks like a baby again to me...i can see his big beautiful blue eyes and long lashes more clearly and as cousin nate used to call him, "arrow," you can see why...again : )