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we are two and a half weeks into school and our new routine.  it doesn't seem very "routine" yet, but it is going well overall.  all of the other cute and calm and on-time moms look at me strangely in the mornings when we all swarm the school with our precious kindergartners. (some more precious than others)  and i can tell they know: they know that i am not perfect.  they know i don't use a hair dryer.  they know that i lost my patience that morning.  they know my kitchen is a mess.  they know stimson did not have a gluten-free breakfast.  they know i don't have dinner made yet.  they know we didn't follow every bike safety rule. what they don't know is that my son eats a spinach salad every day for lunch.  (of his own volition) them: 7, me: 1.

stimson was nervous for about one day, until he realized his two best friends were in his class: the twin girls across the alley.  he settled right in and seems to be enjoying it.  i still don't know what he does all day, but whatever it is, he comes home happy.

merritt is liking her school too.  (two days a week) she seems proud that she has a "school" to go to since stimson goes to one.  stimson told me to tell her teachers that her name is "sweet pea" because she doesn't know her real name is merritt.  sweet pea turned two on sunday and she got a doll that has become her second best friend (next to stimson).  she named her kippa and they do everything together, even though kippa is usually upside-down, hanging by her toe.  

and now back to our regularly-scheduled adoption blog.  we have updated our home study to say that we are open to adopting a child in the age range of a new baby through five years of age.  so... it will be possible that we adopt an older child.  of course this little change is a long, paperwork-filled process.  As such, kippa will remain the youngest in our family for now.

a tale of two families

family #1- 
this family has a mom and a dad and two beautiful children.  the mom stays at home to take care of her precious children.  she treasures her time at home with her children and considers the days and weeks go by too fast.  on most days, she rises before dawn to go on a run and greet the sun as it begins to rise.  she comes back full of energy and ideas for the coming day.  she plans out each day to be full of play time and fun activities that are educational and developmental.  her children eat healthy and get lots of physical activity during the day.  the mom adores her children and she has great love for them.  her children are energetic and well-behaved.  when the dad is done working each day, he comes home and kisses and hugs everyone.  he plays with the children while the mom makes dinner.  they eat together and the kids go to bed a short time later.  the mom and the dad have a quiet evening to clean up the house and get ready for the next day.  after the kids are sleeping, the mom often reflects on the day and how much she loves her family.  this family is planning on adopting a child from the congo.  the parents are very excited to welcome another child into their family and they are anxiously awaiting a referral.

family #2-
this family also has a mom and a dad and two kids.  the mom stays at home to take care of the kids and she also tries to work at home.  she is often tired and exhausted from trying (and failing) to balance work and kids and cooking and cleaning and phone calls and emails and lunches and toys and dust and friends and checking accounts.  she gets up early to plod jog, but it is never early enough to get back and get everything done.  sometimes the sun is rising while she is running but it shines right in her eyes and makes it harder to see where she is going.  the time she spends with her kids goes fast, but some days not fast enough.  this mom feels like she is inferior to all the super moms that can maintain manicures and conduct craft time and braid their daughters' hair and cook a multi-step dinner requiring lots of pots.  this mom has very little crafting abilities (and by that i mean none).  occasionally, she will fold a piece of paper in half to make a card.  on super-crafty days (and by that i mean one time), the folded piece of paper got a sticker.  most days she feels like she is running around desperately trying to get something (anything!) done and do entertaining things with the kids all the while keeping on top of work meetings and tasks and phone calls and emails and deadlines.  many days she feels like she is cracking into millions of pieces.  when five-something finally rolls around and the dad shows up, she starts unloading on him or just plain crying and hands off the kids.  she begins to stare at the messy countertop waiting for dinner to assemble and cook itself, wanting/hoping and eventually discarding the idea of going to pick up some food in non-washable disposable containers.  somehow dinner comes together, usually with the kitchen looking like it got attacked by monkeys.  the kids go to bed and the chaos continues- endless dishes, dust, and deadlines.  it is a race to get everything picked up so she can begin to work and get as much done in the evening as quickly as possible.  before enough work is done, it is time to make lunches and set stuff out for the next morning.  the mom then plans how she can multi-task as many things as possible the next day so as to get stuff done while entertaining the kids at the same time.  most of the time it ends up being a list of everything that did not get done during the day and once again has been pushed off to the next day.  she goes to bed exhausted.  she decides when to set her alarm so she can run again and have strength and energy to try and juggle it all again.  after everyone is sleeping, the mom often reflects on what she wishes she had done differently- playing more with her son, having more patience with her daughter, not being in a hurry the whole day, and ignoring her never-ending, always-present list of work and things to do.  this family is also trying to adopt a child from the congo.  they are in the referral phase, but when people ask about their progress in the adoption process, they reply they are in the "discouraged" phase where it seems like nothing is happening. 

this is the same family.

huckleberries

there is so much circling around in my head, but i don't have the appropriate words or mental capacity to get them in writing.  my mood ( attitude?) changes from second to second.  no big news here, but...school is looming.  i have two weeks left with stimson until he starts school.  i am sad, excited, sentimental, tired, hopeful, and anxious.  wondering, fretting, dreaming, questioning, and anticipating.  it feels like such a big step.  it seems so different this year because  he is going out in the big world.  he is starting his academic career.  he is going to be exposed to snacks that comes in boxes, cartoon characters, and mean kids.  and i know the day is coming where i will not be his best friend anymore.  merritt will miss having stimson around, although i am hopeful there will be less squawking during the day.  i can't say i will miss the frequent antagonizing, but i will miss many other things.  i will miss my helper, my salad eater, my chore buddy, my translator, my story reader, and my question man.  (today: mom... do ants make any noise at all?)

it is difficult and wonderful watching stimson grow up.  some things seem like they came so suddenly.  he goes in public bathrooms by himself, he is asking when he can drive, he wants to pay for things himself,
he takes care of merritt, he uses superlatives to describe everything, he can go on an airplane by himself.  still waiting on other things: not crying like he is on the verge of death every time he gets a scrape, tall enough to wash dishes, watching his sister so we can leave the house and moving on from curious george (for the life of me, i cannot understand why the man with the yellow hat is constantly leaving).

but there is a part of me that cannot wait for school to start.  my patience ran out mid-july.  my ambition ran out shortly after, and my sleep deprivation is hitting record highs.  i am tired.  i am tired of trying wishing i could get stuff done during the day.  and then doing that stuff in the evenings instead.  i am ready to have more time to work, time to breathe, time to think. i am hopeful this will happen some day.  even if it is decades from now.  i need groceries, but i need to clean the fridge before i fill it up.  and i need to make a grocery list.  i need to think about what to make before i can make a grocery list.   i need to look through recipes before i know what to make.  and i want to invite someone over to eat but i need to look at recipes so i can think about what to make so i can make a list and clean my fridge and go to the grocery store.  all of this takes minutes and i have only seconds.

in all the hectic-ness of summer, there have been many enjoyable moments.  this week i took the kids huckleberry hunting.  we headed up a trail with merritt leading the way.  at one year old, she is a fierce little hiker.  (for about ten minutes)  we searched for huckleberries and merritt kept asking about the orange berries.  it is hard to explain to a one-year old why some berries are delicious and some are destructive.  we made little progress on the trail or in our huckleberry buckets. but there were lots of rocks and sticks along the way.  normally we have a pretty lofty agenda when we are hiking concerning how far and how long we will be hiking.  but i didn't have any plan for miles today.  we climbed rocks, poked sticks in the dirt and balanced on logs.  it was nothing at all as far and hiking and huckleberries are concerned, but it was wonderful and memorable in all other respects.  we turned around at no particular place at all and headed back to the car with no rushing at all, which was really nice and really weird. (have you seen the article from the huffington post about the mom who decided to quit hurrying?  is she going to come back to earth anytime soon???)  five paces minutes from the start of the trail we found one beautiful huckleberry.  success!

there was a river near the start of the hike and we played in the water there for a long time.  peaceful.  i couldn't exactly say why this hike was so enjoyable for all of us.  and then i realized why: my phone had no reception and i had left it in the car and there were no people around to look at.  it is so funny and frustrating to me how distracting those two things are.  i don't even realize it until they are absent.  when we are back in the real world it is almost impossible to just focus on your kids and not be concerned with other people coming and going all around us.  i have tried and tried.  but it is just not happening.  there were very few people on the trail and i didn't know them anyway.  oh such freedom.

on our way back, my phone came back to life.  beep, beep, ring, beep, blood pressure escalating.  trying to balance work and play and kids and meals and house and yard and garden and friends and husbands and birthday presents and dirt is just too much sometimes.  my phone is a huge time-saver and the bane of my existence.  goodbye huckleberry and river and hello emails and texts.  here we go. two more weeks...

heads i win, tails you lose

summer is flying by...and i know this because brad just told me football practice starts this weekend.  this is big news.  it means the official start of college football season is single-digit weeks away.  our tv has been off for months and in four weeks it will be glowing with ultra-important football news.  brad is really passionate about football.  i tried am trying will try to get excited about football.  i want brad to enjoy football but i hate the time and money wasted on a game that brings wealth to jerks, injuries to players and heartache to my husband.  i want to have it my way.

i want lettuce from my garden but i don't want to wash it.  i want to hike with stimson but i don't want to tell a story.  i want merritt to grow up but not get older. i want to get my work done but i don't want any problems.  i want cooler days but i don't want summer to be over.  i want to camp but i want to eat vegetables.  i want to sit down and read a book but i want to have my house organized for the next day.  i want to cook but i don't want to clean up.  i want to have a glass of wine but i want to have a good run in the morning.  i want to adopt a baby but i want it to happen now and at the right age and i want it to be easy and i want to have no problems and i want it to be free.  i want the other side of the coin.  oh how easy to wish for tails when you get heads.

on the adoption front- NOTHING is happening. except for the passage of time.  (which is something i guess) it almost feels like it did when we were wanting/hoping/trying to get pregnant and it wasn't happening.  we were trying to plan our lives around an event that we dreamed about but had no basis in reality.  somehow you have to make daily decisions- big and small, even though our lives could change at any moment.  should i take this new job?  should we plan a vacation?  should we spend money on travel?  do we need a car that can fit three car seats?  do we need bunk beds?  should we be getting vaccinations?  should we be talking and planning about things that we have no idea about?  should we even be thinking about the future?  should i get rid of our old baby clothes?  how much to keep?  3 month size?  6 month?  girl? boy?

our kids are getting bigger and we are getting older and we have no news to report about new babies.
but we do have other big news:  stimson climbed his first mountain last week.

and merritt sat in the bus seat by herself!

patience...

i didn't have it today.  not a complete catastrophe-of-a-day, but definitely not winning best-mom-of-the-day today.  (not getting runner-up either)  stimson has to know every single detail about every little thing concerning anything.  and i just didn't feel like answering today.  why can't i just answer the pointless questions?  what are we having for breakfast tomorrow?  why is that digger digging that grass up?  why do we need to pick weeds?  why are they irritating frustrating annoying grueling to answer?  why i don't have all the patience i need?  and why why why is there so much to do????   and when when when will i be able to get enough sleep to have patience to answer questions about cheetahs and jaguars and how they are different and how we can tell them apart and where they live and which one this is a picture of and why is it not the other one and when will it be the other one and which do i like better and would i be scared to see one and which one would be scarier and why am i not scared of the other one if i am more scared of the first one and and and...

we just got back from camping and there is so much to do around the house.  and like i mentioned before stimson has no "hurrying" skills.  i was frantically trying to get some things done and he asked me to play with him.  ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  i worked on a puzzle with him and then told him he could play with merritt while i finished dabbled in a few things.  then i felt guilty.  why can't i just play trains with him for ten minutes? first- maybe tomorrow, second- i don't know how to play trains, third- i have too much whizzing around in my head.  but suddenly stimson was chasing merritt, bouncing on the bed, laughing and giggling.  i paused.  oh how i love that sound.  some of my guilt was gone.  i think i need to just say no, i can't do that right now, and let him make up his own games.  they were having so much fun and it wasn't even orchestrated by me.  hooray!!!

and this made me think of how stimson is really so good with merritt. i think all parents say that about their children's relationships with each other.  (but i think stimson is the best and i am entitled to my own opinions about my own son and you can't argue with me because this is my own writing)  he understands her and speaks her language so well.  we have been calling merritt 'sweet pea' and stimson does the same.  but he knows she can't say that quite clearly so he has shortened it to pee-pee which has been very helpful as you can imagine.  we have been calling stimson 'timmy' thinking that would be easier for merritt to say and easier for other kids to understand as well.  (everyone always thinks stimson says his name is simpson and we all think bart as soon as anyone says simpson)  but merritt and stimson have shortened up timmy to be titty.  (apparently m's are harder when they are combined with other sounds)  so this is all super helpful and cute, except when we are in public.  we were all at costco yesterday and brad had (or was supposed to have) the kids while i ran through the store to grab our usual cart full of bulk groceries that will somehow only be enough for one week for our family of four .  i was trying to check out with most of the rest of the population and hoping i wouldn't see anyone i knew so i could just run out and be done.  but i spotted (meaning they spotted me) some friends near the checkout as i was working on getting to the front of the line.  i talked to them for a bit but saw brad out of the corner of my eye (moms have lots of corners in their eye) and he ran up to me and desperately frantically asked "where are titty and peepee?"

i'll just let that sit there a minute.

i am honestly not sure what my friends thought he was talking about and i just said see you later and walked out.  classy.

here was our lunch in glacier two days ago.  no to-do list up here.  no cheetahs or jaguars either.

June Cookies and Comments

1. My five year-old has no quiet volume setting nor a fast speed setting.  No matter how hard I try.
(solution: never get in a situation where we have to hurry or be quiet) (reality: maybe 20 years from now)
2. A 15 hour road trip is about 14 hours too long with young kids.
3. A 15 hour road trip actually takes about 30 hours to complete.
4. Stimson aspires to be a perfectionist.
5. Merritt aspires to thwart Stimson's aspirations.
6. I try every day but the house is only getting messier.
7. My "anti-aging" cream can't keep up with my "aging".
8. Merritt's agenda lately is to dismantle the grocery store. (and for some reason the employees don't think it is that cute)
9. My summer reading list has no checkmarks yet.
10. Sitting is the new smoking.

It is hot here.  We have been making these "cookies". No oven required.
They have five ingredients, no cooking, no dairy or wheat or sugar, and we all like them.
original recipe here

Walnut Cookies
2 c walnuts
1 c coconut, shredded, unsweetened
1/4 raw honey
2 pinches sea salt
1 t vanilla

Blend all in a food processor about one minute until smooth.  Smash into little balls and put on parchment paper.  Flatten and keep in the freezer until ready to eat.  They get soft fast.

zzzzzzzzzzzz

summer solstice + full moon + scary dreams = NO sleep for mom and dad