Saturday, December 15, 2012

Polar Express!

These are the moments I've waited for. These are the moments I dreamed of as a young girl. Having my own family, raising a baby, watching that baby grow, learn, and laugh.

Papa, Liam and Nana

We drove an hour and a half to the Sacramento Train Museum to board the Polar Express. If you are a parent, you can't miss this! Basically it's a re-make of the book. The children arrive in their pajamas, board a train headed to the North Pole, where they are served hot chocolate, and entertainment by tap dancers. The read the book while on the way to the North Pole, and then Santa comes on the train and hands out the first gift of Christmas! Check to see if the Polar Express comes to your area. It's worth every penny!
Before boarding, Liam got to play on a few caboose's they had in the museum. Can I tell you, that this was the happiest day of his life!
When the Polar Express Train pulled into the terminal to pick us up, I literally thought that Liam might pass out from the excitement. He couldn't stop giggling, and was kicking and clapping. It was precious.
Peeking out the window with cousin Morgs to get a glimpse of the Elves making presents at the North Pole.

I love this picture. Prior to this, Liam was waving uncontrollably at the Elves, and screaming "Hey Santa!"

It's moments like this that make me feel so blessed to be this boys mother. I know one day I will wake up, and he will be a grown man. I will cherish these times with my baby knowing that life is short, and that I am blessed beyond measure. It was a magical night, and one that will be ingrained in my memory forever.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Liam's Thanksgiving Arts and Crafts Projects

How can this proud face not make you smile? He made so many fall crafts, I really don't know what to do with them all! He is such a little artist, and we couldn't be more proud!

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Pumpkin Patch 2012

This year we went to Country Pumpkins in Orland. Last year, we went to TJ farms here in Chico, but they were already out of pumpkins. You can see Liam's first trip to the pumpkin patch by going HERE!

This year Liam REALLY enjoyed everything! He loved the animals and all the noises they made. He saw the Chickens, and thought they were amazing! It was a huge change from last year. He didn't want to leave!

Leave it to my son to find the ugliest pumpkins in the patch. He wanted "green ones", so that's what we got.

This corn maze was freaky!! As we got deeper into the maze, I hated the feeling that I had completely lost my sense of direction. Matt and I had no idea it was so big! We had been walking for about 15 minutes, and continued to believe we were almost at the end. Then we came across a sign that said 45 minutes to the exit!! With a 2 year old, this was not going to work. They also had a sign pointing us back in the direction we came that said 15 minutes to the exit. I was so thankful to see that sign! I felt so lost! People actually go through this maze at night time, and allow people to jump out and scare them.
No thank you!

Can you see that freaky old piano in the background? That was just one of the many dead ends they had. Some had dirty old couches, old beds with bloody sheets, and old pirate ship, a wolves den with a scary looking wolf. It scared me. I couldn't imagine going back in the dark!!

There is my big boy! I can't believe how much he has grown in one year!

I love making memories with these 2 boys! They are so special to me, and I couldn't be happier. Happy Halloween everyone!

Monday, October 1, 2012

Our Little Pilot!

We went to the Chico Airshow this past weekend, and I don't think I've ever seen Liam so excited. He LOVES airplanes, jets, and helicopters, so being able to sit in one was a dream come true for him. Matt also has a great love for aviation, so it was so fun to watch my two boys in their element. Liam also got to go in what he calls "A Big Mack Truck" which is a semi-truck. Once inside though, he was ready to "go back out". It was a beautiful day!

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Feeling Sentimental

Maybe it's because my baby will be 2 next Wednesday, or maybe it's because I've recently been reminded that I'm not in control, I don't know? I do know that I'm making a conscious effort to stay, live, and breathe in each moment. I don't want to miss anything, and I don't want to take anything for granted. Like the way my baby's room smells when I get him in the morning, or the way his voice sounds when he says "Hi Mama", "I wake up!". He is always cheerful, always happy, perfect. It's the simple little moments that make up this crazy beautiful life, and they are the same moments that we so easily take for granted.

I'm so looking forward to Liam's party this weekend. I'm looking forward to the chaos that is the Craig family, the hustle and bustle of prepping for the party, the late night Matt and his dad are going to have putting together Liam's first train table, the look in his eyes when he sees his first train table, the screaming kids, the messy house, everything. I want to relish in it all. Because the truth is, it's a gift. It won't always be like this. And I am so so grateful that God's grace has allowed me to experience all of this.

I'm thankful and excited to see little Morgie play teacher with the younger kids. She is so patient with their short attention span, and they love her so much. I'm anxious to see Tay bossing the others around, and watching Liam slowly but surely assert himself in each situation. I'm happy for it all.

Reading a blog from one of my more "experienced" mom's, she has grown children and a houseful of grandchildren, she writes:

Early morning, hours before sun-up, I sit quiet in the dark. The house is completely still.
Cradling my coffee, an involuntary smile tugs at my lips while tears blur my vision.
In my minds-eye, I replay the chaos from the night before.
The blissful chaos.
It’s Sunday-Supper. And this Sunday, (with the exception of one), all of our precious children file in to spend a couple of hours together.
We crowd in around the dinning room table, babies and all, the adults trying to carry on conversations over little girls who are getting louder and louder by the minute.
My son Timothy who has no children,  looks at me smiling,
“Once babies learn to talk they never stop…they just love to hear themselves don’t they?”
We pause to listen …
One tiny girl is telling Pop Pop in her loudest voice that he has to make an her ice cream sundae for dessert, two tiny girls are banging high-chairs demanding “more, more, more” and Baby Finley is crawling around on the floor saying “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy” at the top of her lungs.
I burst out laughing, reach for Timothy’s hand and give it a squeeze, we share joy in the sacred moment.
Later, I find the four I birthed, those three little girls all grown and my one and only boy,  laughing in the kitchen cleaning dirty dishes.
Eavesdropping, I hear…
“I think Mom made spaghetti three or four times a week when we were little.”  Timothy, laughs.
“I hate spaghetti to this day.” Emma chimes in.
“Remember the huge bags of  bargain Kroger brand cereal we ate? Dad put it in big tupperware containers so we thought it was the real stuff.”
I march in and tell them they are absolutely exaggerating.
“Those were good times…” someone says.
And we laugh some more at the memories.
Memories…the stuff life is made of.
And we’re making them now.
I know too well that these times when we’re all together won’t last forever.
Nothing lasts forever.
When I was their age, I took for it for granted, those family get-togethers.
The times we laughed at my little brother David for putting up his Christmas tree in late October.
The times we relived memories of when my sister, brother and I were growing up.
I rested in those times, not giving them the weight of importance they deserved. I mistakenly thought that nothing ever changes.
But in a blink my little brother was gone, taken home before we were ready to let him go.
And everything changed.
Then suddenly Mama went home.
And everything changed again.
The lesson I think, is best summed up the way my dad signs every card-every email…
Time Flies
Hard lesson to learn. But once it’s learned, it’s not so hard to embrace.
So I live the moments full.
Because I know we aren’t promised another.
And right now, in the stillness of before dawn, I give thanks for the time spent in a torrential downpour of grace.
With holidays just around the corner, could I be so bold as to encourage you my sweet friends, to seize every single opportunity to be with those you hold dear?
Because truly…

time flies…

You can read her blog here.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Family Photo's with CC #2!

Here is just a little preview of the beautiful work that CC from Clearly Candid photography did. She is amazing, and SO generous with her time. If you want to check out our pictures she did last year, then go HERE!

Can you believe how big my baby is? He has grown so much! Enjoy! I know we will cherish these forever.
P.S. Check out my hubby's eyes. Now you see where Liam gets them! I'm one lucky girl!

Saturday, July 28, 2012

A Boy and his Best Friend

Liam and LuLu are best friends. The last couple of months they have really bonded. LuLu has always been protective of Liam. Sleeping under his crib, and waits by his door every night until he falls asleep. It's so sweet to watch them together. But now, they actually "play" together, and Liam is always looking and asking for LuLu.