Monday, June 27, 2011

First Weekend in the House and other news

We stayed in our house for the first time this weekend. Grandma Sandy drove up again to help us get a huge portion of the big stuff moved from the old house. Our friends Britt and Jaron helped as well. It was amazing! We got so much done. Everyone was thoroughly exhausted but it felt good to get a big chunk behind us. Mom worked over-time and hung the curtains in Fin and Maya's rooms and the living room. We only have our bedroom curtains left. I'm guessing they will not be hung until Grandma gets up here in August. :P

At the beginning of June we found out (rather suddenly) that Fin's school would be closing in 2 days. We hustled around looking for another part-time childcare option. Thankfully our friends Kirsten and Jaron were willing to split a spot at Cobber Kids which is about 3 blocks away from the new digs. So this means...Monday morning we all walked Fin to her school! She loved it!

This way guys!!!


Excited to keep moving!


Hugs from Grandma Sandy. (Note the coffee cups in hand. Everyone was needing a bit of a pick-me-up after the long weekend.)


Standing outside of the school.


Peering into the classroom.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011



In my last blog I explored the tired expression, “it takes a village to raise a child…” This month a different platitude has permeated my consciousness. “Home is where the heart is” - especially potent because we are moving… again…


As I spent last Sunday morning sweeping scrubbing and clearing out a porch, I was pondering, what is it that makes a home? While my mother-in-law and wife scrubbed and painted inside, I swept sixteen layers of dust off the porch and the reality of once again uprooting and replanting ourselves began to hit.


All. the. stuff.


Moving is hard, sure, but this time, compared to last year, should be a breeze, in so many ways; we are only moving across town, not 1200 miles, we have about a month to spend doing it, we know where we are going…


But it’s never easy is it?


I fantasize about being the kind of person who can carry everything they need or want on their back, or of having a clean, clutter-free house, ergonomically outfitted and streamlined. Not like a motel room, obviously. It would be cozy and comfortable, but there would not be a size six pair of underwear on every flat surface, I would not trip over a pair of shoes around every corner (admittedly, usually my own). The stacks of paperwork would not grow exponentially in corners of basement closets.


But that’s not who I am, that’s not my family. And it’s really okay, it’s more than okay, it’s home.


I am worried about the new house, it’s old, it’s shaped weird. There are parts of it that will never be clean… I don’t know how we are going to fit ourselves into the awkward spaces, and make it feel right.


But something amazing has happened in this process, this time. While expressing my worries to friends and family I have gotten, repeatedly, an astounding compliment, “Oh, you guys always make you place feel like home, it doesn’t matter where you are, you guys always create such a comfortable atmosphere.” (that’s paraphrasing a few people). Well, I couldn’t be prouder.


Now if I could just master the nose twitch like Samantha and zap everything over to the new house in an instant, we could skip all the hard labor and life would be perfect.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Park Time with Daddy!

Fin and Danny took a solo trip to the park! It was very hot out but they had a great time!

Self-Photo


Dandelion time.




Looking coy by the swing.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Yucking it up!

Fin is a funny, funny kid.





Monday, June 13, 2011

Where there's a will...

there's a stage.


Saturday, June 11, 2011

Painting the New Digs

Grandma Sandy came up and helped us paint the new digs.

Maya's room was a violent pepto pink. We toned it down a bit.


Fin got a new lavandar wall and a fresh coat of white on the ceiling and additional walls.



And our room got a gray/blue/silver color.


The main living space was a very noisy yellow color. We lightened it up with a beige/tan/taupe color that we adore.


Grandma and Jen were exhausted from painting and Danny was exhausted from girl-chasing but we were all happy with the results!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Soccer Day #2

Maya totally "jocked" it up tonight at soccer. She owned the field and had a great time doing it! Fin, on the other hand, allowed us to capture some great shots of her!

In action!


Running the ball.


A bit tired midway through.


Being a ham when it is all said and done.


And our Fin. Such a brilliant shot.

Maya & Daddy at the Zoo

The girls love when there is a special trip just for one of them. Today Maya and Danny headed over to the zoo for an afternoon adventure.

Starting the journey.


Explaining to the goats that Dad forgot the quarters to buy feed for them.


A ride on the carousel, of course.


And the parting shot! Such good peeps!

Monday, June 6, 2011

Soccer Day #1

We signed Maya up for soccer this summer. She is out of school for the summer and has been desperately craving activity. So...what's better than burning some energy off plus she thinks soccer "costumes" are pretty awesome.

Getting ready to head out to the field.


Doing some drills.


Biggest fans.


Water break.


Cartwheel break. She got a bit distracted! :D


Excitedly coming off the field at the end of practice.


Re-hydrating on the car ride home.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Sisters....Sisters...

Sometimes sisters like to go for walks to the park.
And sometimes sisters like to go to the park in matching jammies.




Saturday, June 4, 2011

Soooo Behind

It has been months since we have updated the blog. That doesn't mean that we haven't been up to anything, rather we have been chasing around trying to keep fires put out during the first year of life in Fargo/Moorhead.

I am going to post a bunch of stuff from the past 6-7 months. The posts will be back dated, so for those of you without Google Reader or the like you will have to page through to find the new updates.

Hopefully we will be more diligent about our blogging in the future; I won't be holding my breath!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

At the Lake

Sara Forsythe (now Carney) was in town from Seattle and she invited us and the McThor's out to her parent's cabin near Detroit Lakes. It was crazy windy but we had an awesome time playing, chatting, and grilling. Exactly what we are supposed to do in the summer!

Maya quickly donned her swimsuit. The majority of us had wraps on to keep us warm from the 30 and 40 mile an hour wind gusts but not our Maya!


The whole crew lakeside.
Fin quickly followed suit. The kids played in the water for most of the afternoon. Periodically they would get out of their swimsuits and wrap up in their towels to wrap up. We caught this moment during one of the transitions! :P


The Kool-Aid lips of summer!


Bryce graciously took multiple rides around the property on his four-wheeler. Maya couldn't get enough!



Finley, on the other hand, didn't think much of the loud noise-making machine! We convinced her to sit on it when the engine was off but even then she was quickly reaching for dad's arms!


Maya talked the entire way home. I'm pretty sure if she would have been silent for more than 15 seconds she would have been out cold like this one....


A wonderful time was had by all. A heartfelt thanks to the Forsythe-Carney families for their hosting!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Parenting as a Venn Diagram


Jen and I co-parent (as much as I dislike that term, I haven’t come up with a better one, yet). We operate as a team on so many levels, always have, even before we were parents, instinctively, and yet…

There is so much to talk about and so much that we don’t have time to talk about.

I think we, as parents, have instincts, techniques, styles that are not always the same, and I often have to remind myself that both perspectives, even while they are divergent, are valuable to our children’s experience and development. We give each other little reminders now and then, temper, tone, patience, relax… Sometimes the reminder happens now when it should wait until then…

In some cases, obviously, we have to come to an agreement, a compromise; in others we are seeking solutions together, sometimes desperately; and in still others we coax each other along – it requires fluid, on-the-fly, adaptability… as well as a solid plan of action. We took some classes, we’ve talked things thru… we’ve had some counseling, all of that has helped, and yet…

There are things that are not so much situations or decisions, just the how of parenting… the moments, our bodies and our voices, how we talk and move, how we play and work…

And there are times when I find myself thinking, by reflex, that my “how” is better or smarter or more efficient. Or times when I feel guilty or bad for not being able to work or talk with our kids the way Jen does. I try to remind myself, in those moments, that neither is better, neither is worse, that both ways have value, in fact, that the old platitude, “it takes a village to raise a kid…” while it may seem trite, is, after all, a belief I subscribe too. Many points of view, many styles of motivation, discipline, many styles of work, and play are important, healthy for my kids to experience. Even beyond Jen and me, our friends and family, teachers and coaches, directors and dance instructors, all have something to offer, a different viewpoint or strategy for tackling a problem, celebrating an accomplishment.

The kids respond differently to us, we respond differently to the kids and that’s a good thing… the kids are not the only ones who have something to learn from that experience.

This last month Jen and I each took a week to travel. We are not generally a couple who travel apart, and the idea of separate vacations, while in theory may sound nice, I think we depend on and enjoy each other too much for the reality of that to appeal to us. We just both happened to have things come up – neither of which was vacation, per se, but I think both of us felt rested and refreshed as a result. I think the time away gave us perspective.

It certainly allowed me to see, both while she was gone, and while I was away, how much we work together as a team, how much we accomplish together, and how much I depend on her voice, her strength, and her humor. It became crystal clear to me, the venn diagram that is our relationship, our marriage, and our family…

There are places where we intersect, we meet in the middle, on occasion we push, pull, or cajole each other into that middle ground, and there are parts of us that will never intersect. And our kids need all of that, and bring their own stuff into the mix as well…


posted at The Next Family
by: Danny Thomas