project52: Shoes

It was the Christmas of two thousand and seven.

I hadn't had a full night of sleep in seven months, and all I wanted for Christmas was a baby that slept four hours straight and a pair of jeans that actually fit me.

When the time came for this tired Mama to open her brand new pair of jeans, two sizes bigger than she had ever worn before, Steve instead walked to the curtains, pulling them back to reveal.....

A snowboard.

A brand spanking new snowboard.

I wanted to cry.

I had snowboarded once before. Once.

I secretly did not like it at all, but did it because Steve loved it.

And now, much to my chagrin, I was the proud owner of a K2 women's white snowboard with a splash of lavender.

Steve could see through my fake excitement and told me he bought it because he knew that one day  we could take our boys snowboarding, and now I could join in the fun.

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Yesterday, one day  finally arrived, as we took our boys on their first inaugural snowboarding trip.

With the sun shining, each of our boys took to the slopes.

As Gibson and I were riding up the chair lift, he looked up at me and said, Mom, this is the best day of my life.

With that, my heart melted, and for the first time I was thankful for what stood behind the curtains on that Christmas day six years before.

They were Shoes I never had any desire to fill, but sometimes you just have to lace them up, face your fears and try something new because one day  you may love it.

Now, lace up your shoes and head to Katie's beautiful post to see the many places her shoes have taken her.

Tis the Season....

 ....for gift buying, errand running, cookie baking, constant wrapping, sick days, late nights, over-tired kids, melt downs, constant clean-ups, dishes to pass, Christmas cards, party details, 

the birth of our Savior and ....

MINUTE-to-WIN-IT!

Because nothing says Christmas like cookies on your head,

the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat,

awkward photos,

sibling rivalry,

ornaments hung on the yard stick with care,

close calls,

intense concentration,

card games upon beer bottles,

convulsion like head whipping

paired with swanky hip swinging,

green noses,

and one amazing family!

Octobers

....filled with fun,

pumpkins,

hide-n-seek,

bright, shining sun,

family,

cousins,

and corn maze fun.

Memorial Day {2012}

Alliteration Edition

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It is hard to believe as I sort through the stresses of a new week, that it was only one week ago when we didn't have a worry in the world and were celebrating Memorial Day with family and friends.  

For this moment, I am going to escape the cares of this crazy day and go back to relive

 all that was wonderful.

As inspired by The Terpblog's post featuring the Alliteration Generator, and in accordance with my love of all thing literary, our walk down Memorial Day lane will include all things...

S

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Swishes

Snuggles in the Sun

Snowcones

Sunbonnets

Sun-caps {sounds much more manly}

Spotting

Spins around the Lake

Slam Dunks

Skettio Staches

Sidekicks,

Silliness and, 

Smiles all around!


I am linking up....

Just because...

Gibson's birthday party was nearly a month ago and as life often does, time slipped away before I could post any pictures.

And, because Gibson's birthday falls smack dab in the middle of an over abundance of holiday parties and holiday pictures, we thought we'd spice it up a bit. 

With a few simple cuts of black construction paper, some scotch tape and a shishkabob skewer we had the perfect props for some one-of-a-kind pictures.

And, we had some one-of-a-kind guests who played right along.  

He doesn't send you two of the same

In Heethuis fashion, Elliott Drew finally made is appearance April 3, 2007. He came quickly and quietly as soon as he decided it was time. A trend we can only now say has stuck. We knew he was ours when he struggled to breathe alerting the neonatal team. As he lied there struggling to breathe, I realized how much my heart had just grown and how much I loved this little boy already. My heart ached wondering if he was going to be alright. Thankfully, all of the drama was relatively short lived. After all had calmed down we had a chance to meet our newest boy.

He was bald as a cue ball and as tiny as could be. He ate well and loved to cuddle. He had dark eyes and long fingers. As we brought him home we realized he loved to be held and held some more. Elliott was and is his own person, made specially to fit our family. He brings joy, spice and laughter. He is our Elliott Drew.