Thursday, June 26, 2008

Good-bye dear friends

Today our dear friends moved. It is funny how fast two years can go when you are not paying attention! Holly and Justin moved here two years ago to finish school. Little Man was just a baby. As I helped pack up their house Holly reminded me of when I helped them unpack how Little Man was not even crawling. He is now almost three and totally attached to the Wright's like they are family. To us, they are! But as they have both graduated, it is time for them to move on to greener pastures--how they could leave Charleston when we have by far the MOST "green pastures" around is beyond my childrens comprehension, but leave they did. I feel as though part of my heart moved with them today. We wish them luck, success and joy, but will miss them more than they will ever know!

So, today I will reminisce about our journey from acquaintances to family hood. It started because Holly is the younger sister to Ashley my dear friend. They moved here and we took them in as "younger siblings" as Holly's mom needed reassurance that someone would watch out for them. (Boy did they need it--not--Good thing we were here:) The "younger" sibling thing lasted about 2 seconds as we instantly became friends and relied on each other...Us from them: babysitting, help shopping for the "in" things, laughter, and free entertainment as Justin is quite the ham. Them from us: Food, baby Little Man, more food, and TV. We ate many meals together and played games and ate junk food almost every Sunday night, double dated, watched movies, took up hobbies together (Mr. KIR and Justin joined the fire department, and Holly and I started making cards). and spent time doing nothing together a lot. I hit both their cars (one of them twice), they ate our food like we were the third grocery store in town, whenever Holly locked herself out, she came to our house, our kids climbed all over and irritated them often with noise and messes, we planted a garden together, they fed our fish and stupid birds when we were gone, they used our computers and printers and made our house their second home. we borrowed and used, yelled and grumped, laughed and cried. It will be different here without them. Different and a bit to the family they moved home to I say, "Take care of them for us. I need to know they will have someone there watching out for them."

Game night

Fire boys
Justin tormenting Little Man and Little Man loving it!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Father's Day

On Father's day the kids made Breakfast for Mr. KIR in bed and then we went to the annual Nelson Family reunion... There are pictures here of all of the events--but... two things I wanted to discuss first are this: 1) these kids are exhausting! If you don't believe me, look at poor Mr. KIR in this breakfast picture:

He looks a bit hung over and as you all know, being LDS this is not the case. He does not stay up late, he does not play video games, or play the computer or anything that generally causes this look of sheer exhaustion-- so the only conclusion I can come to is this--our kids are slowly turning us into old people. Oh sure in the picture they look all cute and innocent, Sure when people meet them they think, "Oh what wonderful kids, what a beautiful family." But I swear when we had Pony Girl the nurses thought we were teen parents and were shocked to find out we were 28. Now, a mere 8 years later, we look nothing shy of 47 and haggard. So, you see what I mean!

and the second thing I wanted to discuss is this:

My "turning me into an old person" kids, crack me up! Before I would let Mr. KIR eat his much deserved breakfast-in-bed, of water, a heal of bread with butter and jam, a mostly eaten chocolate bar, and an apple, I sent Pony Girl down to get the camera--this is the picture I found when I downloaded them:

Ahhh, I started laughing so hard! I am telling you they do silly stuff like this on purpose--just so we end up thinking--okay---make me old, I love ya you silly things! Crazy thing is, it works...I love them!

And now, some Fathers Day shots:

The girls with Mr. KIR's parents
The kids with Mr. KIR (I thought I had better clarify who this 47 year old looking man was just in case you did not recognize him from the previous picture)
And last, the girls with Great Grandpa --they LOVE this man!! If you ever have the honor of meeting him, you will never wonder why!

Friday, June 13, 2008

I love my KIDS

We have been busy! Pony Girl started tennis and Sweetums started T-ball. They both LOVE these new activities and it has been so fun watching them excel!

However with their activities, late nights, early rising (yes they are still getting up with Mr. KIR--ugh!), and hot days, Life has gotten crazy. Yesterday, I had it! Our house was a mess, the kids were tired and grumpy and well...let's just say I lost it. It was a bad day! I mean BAD! I think if there was an award for mean mom, I would have won hands down...yet, this morning, my kids were so wonderful. They never stop amazing me. They made me breakfast in bed.

When I said, "What is this for?" Pony Girl said, "We love you and this is 'Happy Smiley' day."

It sure is I tell ya!