Archives for November 2015

Currently {November 2015}


enjoying: the indian summer temperatures we have been blessed with this past week.  70’s in November is just gorgeous and perfect. The color of the leaves and trees, the crisp breeze and warm temperatures make the Chicago winter a faraway thought even though we know it could show up tomorrow. Seriously, this fall has been just awesome and this weekend was the perfect fall weather.  Even this week, we have been lucky to have the sun shining and temperatures totally enjoyable.

dreaming: of having a series of days where I have no schedule and responsibilities.  Seriously, I dream of reading when I want, organizing and purging our house, exericising when the sun is actually up for the day, shopping in stores without feeling rushed and preparing food and actually enjoying it while I do it. Does this exist?

loving: I am still loving Orangetheory.  I am a junkie to the place.  I miss it on the mornings I don’t go and feel like for the first time ever I have found a workout that works for me.  The last of the baby weight is finally gone and I finally have some confidence that I am on the right track. I find myself making better food choices as a result and even drinking more water. But most of all, I actually feel better than I ever have since having kids.

watching: my sweet buddy lose every ounce of baby and become a kid.  He ran off with friends on Halloween, would rather play with neighbors than us when we get home from school and seems so big to me all of a sudden.  He’s emotional, opinionated and funny.  I found him unprompted reading to Cate the other morning and playing a game with her after dinner.  He’s growing up faster than I care to admit and I think this is just the beginning.

reading: anything and everything.  I just finished The Kitchen House and started The Japanese Lover.  At school, I haveThe Warmth of Other Suns” by Isabel Wilkerson.  I have stacks of magazines including Food and Wine and Cooking Light at home that I am itching to read  but for now they are staying put until I get some time to read.

quoting: the past president of Illinois Wesleyan Minor Myers who said, “ Go into the world and do well.  But more importantly, go into the world and do good.”  So true and so simple.  We met the family our senior class will build a home for through Habitat for Humanity and I found my eyes with tears.  Some days, I just feel like I or we don’t do enough for the people that need help.  Some days, I feel so fortunate for what I have realizing how easy it is to take for granted.  This family has adults who are employed, willing to do sweat equity to build their house and are humble enough to ask for help.  So we do and it is some of the best work I do as a teacher and the most gratifying.  My hope is that I teach my own kids about what it means to help others. It’s not Calculus but so important.

thinking: about my sweet girl Cate and what is going on in her brain.  School is not her favorite and I don’t blame her.  Lots of boys and one other girl makes the day hard.  But keeping it together all day, means all the emotion comes out in full force at night. The tears, the screaming and the fear of us leaving paralyze her.  She’s waking at night, scared to go to bed and is really taking a toll on all of us.  We are baffled as to what is really going on.  Is it the chicken or the egg or something different all together? What I know, is that I’m tired of the tears but sadder about her fears and willing to do anything to fix this.

drinking: one to many Moscow Mules on Saturday night.  I hate hard alcohol but I sure love that cocktail.  We were out until 2am and I can’t tell you the last time that happened.  The SoHo House is one of the coolest places I’ve been to and a night with my husband with zero responsibilities was totally worth it.  It was fun to a be a couple not mom and dad for the night.  Marriage can be hard and so easy to put to side in the grind of life, but every time I make it a priority I remember why it’s so important.

listening to: the new Adele song that I just can’t stop singing.  I really truly love her music and something about it just speaks to me.    I play it in my car and hum in my office constantly but it’s beautiful and she is one crazy talented lady.  Also, can we talk about the new Meghan Trainor and John Legend song? How catchy is that one too?



Brady {Six}


BradyDear B,

Every year when your birthday rolls around I think that this letter will get easier to write and the truth is that every single year, before I type one word, my mind gets fuzzy and my eyes well with tears because I am truly praying for time to slow down.  Not to mention that life with you is so fun, so all consuming and so dang busy that I am two weeks late on publishing this letter.

Where to start….six years ago you rocked our world and taught us what it means to love with our whole hearts and souls.  Six years later, you have still stolen my heart.  There is this piece of me that is forever holding on to you- my first born, my gentle giant and my bubba.  You are still as easy going as you were in the early days.

You are still my snuggle buddy, the one who needs a hug each night after you take a shower and get ready for bed and the one I sleep with when your daddy is gone.  You are the one who still responds with “and back” each night when I say “I love you to the moon”.

For as naturally athletic as you are, we are seeing just how much you love sports.  From soccer, to baseball, to football and basketball, you are almost always found with a ball in you­­­r hand.  You rarely if ever stop moving.  Even bone tired, you will continue to toss a football in our family room (yes, it will need to stop at some point) with your dad.  You are competitive, wanting to win and spirited when you play.  You don’t get why peers don’t try as hard, run as fast or care as much as you do.  You love your football tracker helmets, football stickers, baseball cards and Rush Zone.  You literally eat, sleep and breathe sports.

You are toothless in the front right now, and your grin literally lights up a room.  Your smile can take away any sadness I carry.  You are genuinely kind, sweet and gentle.  For as big as you are, you are still so gently. You are accommodating to others rarely putting yourself before your friends. You let kids tackle you for no reason even though I know you hate it.  You let your sister go first even though it kills you. You are just good…at your core, you are a good kid.

Kindergarten has been a pretty easy transition. From thriving in the classroom to new friends, you have shown us how adaptable you are.  You hate homework, especially the challenge work, but you know what, you do it.   You love riding the bus.  You love field trips that your enrichment class takes.  You love morning care and the chocolate milk and tolerate after care.

Here’s the tough stuff though…you tend to be a magnet Brady socially. Kids like to play with you and you will play with just about anyone.  You aren’t picky and if you have a preference you rarely make it known.  Maybe it’s because you are big and athletic, silly and the oldest.  Being the oldest also means you can be the leader and other kids will follow. That comes with some huge responsibility.  It’s hard to be you.  Just you. And do what you want to do and think you should do.  To make good choices, the right choice even if it’s the unpopular choice.   It’s hard to choose friends that you like, that you want to play with, and that you think are nice and fun to play with.  It’s hard to say no to ones you don’t want to play with because they aren’t nice to you.   I ask you every morning before part ways,  “What’s the hardest thing to do?” and you always respond, “Be nice to everyone”.  Be a good friend.  Be kind. Be accepting.  Don’t intentionally hurt other people’s feelings.  Love others the way you want to be loved.  Most of all though buddy, remember that we love you.  You. For who you are and what you love. Be Brady.  And I promise, you will be happy.

brady2I love you,