Insomnia

… and an update.

I re-started this blog with great and wonderful intentions of keeping up with it on a regular basis. *snort* Well. I tried. In this era of facebook status updates, it’s sometimes so much easier to just post what we’re eating for breakfast…and hope that it suffices as a real update on us. It’s not. But I let myself be sucked into the vortex.

I wanted this because it helps me remember. Now if I can just remember – and take the time to write – it will serve me well.

I miss writing.

But it takes time. And energy. And thoughtfulness. None of which I have on a day-to-day basis. Most days I’m in survival mode.

But I’m here.

All is well in the land of the Reedy’s. The boys are growing like weeds… Noah is talking more and more on a daily basis. We’ve discovered that he now loves to sleep. Which is totally unlike him for the first year of his life. If he gets fussy I’ll ask him if he’s tired and he’ll say, “Teepy! Ni-Night…” And if I ask him if he wants to go to bed… he’ll high-tail it to his bed, fling himself over the little make-shift bed rail we’ve created and lay down…. and ask for his blanket and ‘Row Row Row Your Boat’. Yes. We have to sing to him. But he sleeps. This is a very good thing.

Trey is getting more and more ornery as the days progress… as we count down the days until school starts. I don’t think it’s nerves as much as he’s sick of sitting at home with me and Noah being subject to Noah’s nap schedule and my need to get work done. But we have shining moments… I panicked a little when I read that they would like the kids to know a few sight words by the time they come to kindergarten. Ack! Sight words. Doh. So thanks to Mimi who gave Trey a set of flashcards on vacation, we have been working on them tirelessly. AND. He loves it. It’s like a game for him. We have 17 I think. All in the space of about a week… I’m so proud of that boy and his ability to just suck up knowledge. AND… he is SWIMMING! Yes. All on his own. Again. I’m so proud of him.

DJ and I continue to plug along… we are thankful… SO THANKFUL that Trey got a seat in the public elementary school we were originally gunning for. No more private school insanity for us. Thank goodness.

We recently returned from 2 weeks visiting family and friends in SC and, though it was tiring, I feel refreshed. It’s good to have people… good people in our lives. It keeps us grounded. We reconnected…

So. I hope this wasn’t altogether disappointing. I’ll try to be more profound in the coming days…

Take care,

~ K

 

Ok I lied…

… a little…

I’ve posted a few pics on my photography blog.

http://kassiareedyphotography.blogspot.com

Go on. Chastise away.

~ K

 

Apologies.

It’s been weeks since my last blog post. I apologize for being slack. I’ve got some super cute pictures of 4th of July and Trey’s Lemonade stand sitting on my hard drive at home.

And there they sit.

Unblogged.

Because I suck.

And, while we’re here in SC on vacation, I am slowly accumulating MORE cute pictures of my family.

On my portable external.

Where they’ll sit.

Unblogged.

Because I suck.

So do this… get on facebook. Seriously, it’s like the 21st century or something folks.

Friend me if you haven’t already… www.facebook.com/kassiareedy

I’ll put pictures there. And I’ll write witty status posts.

Or not.

I will, however, resume blogging once we get back home…

I promise.

~ K

 

My son…

Again, the reason I started blogging here after a bit of a hiatus was because I missed the moments.  So much happens… we’re all so busy… and this little blog is a journal of sorts for me.  A way to remember little moments.

Little moments like these…

AT THE BX:

(I’m in the sunglasses section, trying on each and every ridiculous pair of totally fierce sunglasses I can find..)

ME: Trey, whattya think of these?

(he ignores me)

ME: Trey, how about these?

(ignore)

ME: Trey, so do you like theeeeese?

TREY (exhasperated): Mom. You look like a TOTAL fool….

BEFORE TREY’S SWIMMING LESSONS:

TREY: Mom paleeese will you paleeese get in the pool with me?

(During swim lessons, the pool has open swim, so DJ and Noah get in sometimes).

ME: No buddy. Not this time.

TREY: Paleese mom. I’ll even pay two dollahs for you…

(It costs $2.00 for non-active duty and everyone over the age of 5)

ME: Aw bud. Thanks so much, but not this time.

TREY: Mo-ooom.  Swimming is like exerciiise… get rid of the faat beellllyyyy….

 

Beach! Water Guns!

**Warning… LOADS, TONS, GAJILLIONS of pictures…**

While my sister was here, her one request after enduring the throngs of young children at Trey’s 1/2 birthday party, was a day at the beach.  Done! We can definitley do that.

Wanting to try something new, we drove through the tunnel and set up camp at the beach on Ft. Story.   There is actually an old lighthouse there that I wanted to see, but after it started raining we just ran to the cars… and took off.

Yes, it rained.  But we were able to hang out for a good 2 hours I think.

I mean, really, after the logisitical undertaking that it IS to get this family out of the house and to the beach…

It often goes something like this:

Me: We need diapers, wipes, swimmies, snacks, drinks, sun tan lotion, bug spray, towels, changes of clothes…

DJ: TREY! Go get 3 diapers for your brother…

(Trey slo-o-o-o-w-l-y drags his seemingly thousand-pound poor, little, overworked, under-appreciated body off the couch.  And s-l-o-o-o-o-w-ly tears his eyes away from Sponge Bob…)

Trey: What did you say Dad?

DJ: GO. GET. THREE. DIAPERS. for-your-brother’s-diaper-bag-get-up-those-stairs-right-now-i-said-go!

Trey: I’m goin! i’m GOIN’!

(DJ rolls his eyes and resumes searching through the fridge for the  snacks…)

Trey (yelling from upstairs): HOW MANY DIAPERS DAD?! YOU MEAN YOU WANT NOAH’S SIPPY CUP?!

(DJ begins to twitch…)

DJ: THREEEEEEE DIAPERS TREY!

ME: Where’s the second bottle of suntan lotion?!  NOAH! GET OFF THE STAIRS!  Don’t you run up them… Boooyyy….

DJ: We had a second bottle?!

TREY: Hey look mom! I brought you 12 diapers!

ME: Noah! Stop taking your clothes off… where’s your other shoe?!

TREY: SIwwy Noah. He wikes to be naked.

DJ: There are NO apples. Where’d the apples go?!  Where’d all these diapers come from? These are NOT going to fit in the alloted space I’ve carved out in the trunk…!

Kir: Oh. my. god.  You guys are insane crazy freaks. I need to smoke.  Just come get me when it’s time to go.

Anyyyyway… so enough of all that. Here’s the proof that we did make it…

So once we got rained out… we came back over to this side of the water… and since it was mysteriously beautiful again, we decided to stop off at Ft. Monroe to walk around and work off some more energy.

Another shot courtesy of Trey…

DJ is off to the right of the shot.  Noah is standing there as if to say, “I am grumpy. Why are you just sitting there?! Don’t you see I’m grumpy?  Come and get me man.  Now.”

The seester. It’s been so good seeing her more often.

See. I only post Kirstin-approved images on the blog.

Well.

Most. of the time.

Master Warriors of the Water Gun: Trey-chan and Tee-Tee-o-cleavage…

They were ruthless. So ruthless, in fact, that Trey had to get his goggles.  Oh yes. He rocked the goggles.

Sooo.

That’s that. I have more… tons more to show you.

Soon! I promise.

Until next time,

~ K

 

I swear …

…I will post a real blog entry soon.  But for now…

This.

Noah wedged himself under this pillow in his crib and fell asleep at naptime today.

Rock on bud. Whatever works

Until next time,

~ k

 

Trey’s 1/2 Birthday

So my oldest baby was born 2 days after Christams 2003… and barely 2 days… he was born at 12:48 in the morning on the 27th.   Talk about an amazing Christmas gift!  Buuut for little Trey it’s not always amazing. Granted, we have great family that go out of their way to make sure Christmas and Birthday stuff are very separate… but it does all happen at once and by the time the holidays are over, he’s on gift overload.  It all kind-of loses its luster I think.  Plus, birthday parties are really hard to pull off during the holidays… everyone’s on vacation, everyone’s busy… it’s tough.

So this year we decided to throw him a 1/2 birthday party.  No presents.  Just a fun-filled afternoon with lots of ice-cream and one giant water gun fight.

This might turn into an annual event… Trey’s 1/2 Birthday ice-cream party/water-gun fight… whattya think?

Here are a few pics:

We bought entirely too many toppings and way too much ice-cream.  Seriously.  We’ll be eating this stuff for months.  Which is just grand for my waistline.

Lots of kids… lots of running… lots of me being paranoid that my super-boy-all-boy-hyper-insane-no-girl-calming-influenced family would be terrifying to Trey’s friends (and their parents).  I think maybe it was okay… right?… right?

* crickets *

Annyway…

The baby did so well! He was off playing with the big kids, running around with them… after them… under them… hahaha.  At one point a few of them had him cornered against the fence and Trey ran over and came to his rescue… “Doon’t shoot my BROOTHER!!!”  Awww.  It’s not like they were hurting him or anything… in fact Noah was just sitting there taking it… getting shot with the water in his cute little chubby belly… but there’s something about watching your kids stand up for each other.  There’s that piece of you that always needs to reassurance that they’ll take care of each other… and this made me smile.

It was all smiiles for the most part though. 

DJ, my first child I’m raising, was the supreme instigator… with his FATHER coming in a close second… evil, those two….

Anyway, just a few.  I have lots more to blog from this weekend…

Stay tuned!

~ K

 

Father’s Day our way…

We are a low-key kind of family, especially when it comes to birthdays, holidays… things like that.  Some people throw huge bashes, lots of people, raucous laughter, music… this little family, well, we just like being together.  Father’s Day this year was no exception…

We started last night.  Okay, nope… reewind… it started Tuesday morning… or maybe it was Monday. I can’t remember.  Anyway, a few of us got together, threw a big ol’ tarp on the driveway and had the kiddos paint pictures for dads.  It was a lot of fun!

Noah did a good job actually painting… I fully expected him to play his ‘Noah the Destructor’ card and ravage everyone else’s paintings, but he was pretty content to paint and just watch.  Well, except for constantly trying to paint on his brother’s canvas, but… that’s pretty good for him.

As always, Trey did great.  He painted bold strokes with bright beautiful colors… and watched everyone else.

Faast forward to last night… we decided to take DJ to his Father’s Day dinner a little early.  Wild Wings it was.  (Sorry no pictures, but I left my camera in the car… doh!).  And, uhm, for those of you out there that haven’t been to Wild Wings Cafe yet (it’s over in Chesapeake), drop what you’re doing and GO RIGHT NOW.  We spent years eating the wings from Wild Wings while we were in Charleston… and when we left the area, we missed it something awful.  Buffalo Wild Wings has NOTHING on this place.  Seriously, 33 flavors of wings… you heard me… 33! Go now.

Ookay, so yummy food under our belt, we made our way back to the Peninsula…

…and it’s about a 40 minute drive…and I was bored…so I played around with the camera a bit… I know.  I know.  D-O-R-K.

But what Saturday night outing is complete without ICE CREAM?!  Yes, ma’am, we stopped at Coldstone before we got home… mmmmmm.

Yum.  Ice Cream everywhere.

There was a band setting up at the restaurant/pub next door… Noah was a little wary of the drummer… he isn’t a big fan of loud noises.

We tried to sneak in a picture of DJ with his boys, buuut, I think they had other plans… like, you know, to make faces and loud noises and farting sounds… ice-cream highs don’t lend themselves very well to nice calm pictures.

So home we went

Today, with all the ‘outings’ stuff out of the way, we spent the majority of the day in our pajamas.  We made yummy breakfast, cleaned out the guest room (b/c Tee-Tee is coming this weekend!!!), put up some curtains… and then DJ tried his hand at a new recipe (drunken chicken) for the grill.  And while the chicken was cooking, we played outside.  It was great.  Low-key and perfect.

So, DJ here’s to you.  You are such a wonderful father.  You are hands-on, playful, and openly loving.  I don’t think I could ask for anything more.  Truly.  My boys will be better men because of you.

We love you Dadda.

Until next time,

~ K

 

Bad Blogger makes an itsy-bitsy appearance…

… only to say, I’ll be back soon with some pictures… I promise.  Really, I do.

But so as not to leave you with nothing, here’s a little excerpt from a conversation at our breakfast table this morning…

TREY: Mama.  Why did you marry daddy?

DJ (snickering and chiming in): Yes, mama. Why did you marry daddy?

ME: Because of…

TREY (cutting me off entirely): Was it because he was so HOT?!

He’s 5.  Where does he get this from?

 

Summertime is here…

Trey and I have several “projects” that we plan on working on this summer… I figure we’ve got to keep busy-busy-busy… or I’m liable to go absolutely insane

So as time goes by, I’m sure you’ll be updated on these projects as well… soo fuun for yoou-ouuu…!

BUT today.

No projects.

Just enjoying the fact that we didn’t have to be anywhere at any given time.

…so we colored a bit on the floor.  The A/C is out downstairs… some blower/pump thingy.  It’s supposed to be fixed this week… soo we’ve been hanging out upstairs.

…aaand… Noah’s learned to climb onto our bed.  Great.

Trey, apparantly, thinks this is hilarious.

Me, not-so-much…

More to come soon!

Later,

~K