the stratpack

What I've Learned in 10 Days

2012-02-18T13:22:00.000-05:00

In the 10 days since this precious boy was born, I have learned a few things.

For starters, everything is so much easier the second time around. When you know what you're doing and, most importantly, what to expect, it's easy to deal with the initial pain of nursing, the sleep deprivation, and the fussiness. As a result, I'm not nearly as anxious with Grant as I was with Ford.

6 lb. 15 oz. baby versus 8 lb. 2 oz. baby ... no comparison when it comes to ease of delivery and recovery.

Rolling out of bed in the middle of the night is less painful with a summer baby than it is with a winter baby.

Infants are absolutely precious. Whereas I may have unintentionally wished away Ford's infancy, always looking forward to the next milestone, to him sleeping through the night, or to him nursing less often, I find myself wishing time would stand still with Grant. Now that I know from experience how quickly they grow up, I'm genuinely cherishing every moment.

The spectrum of baby poop is a rainbow - each diaper is like a colorful developmental marker.

The first two weeks are all about cuddling, eating, sleeping, and more cuddling. Instituting a schedule can wait.

Pretty soon Grant will be sleeping 12 hours straight at night. I will miss the middle of the night feedings when this happens, so I'm going to enjoy them now.

My iTunes library needs some updating and some organizing. When you're home all day, it's nice to have a soundtrack.

These feelings are not forever. I've realized with Grant that when I give so much of myself to one little person, there's not much left over for anyone or anything else. While I'm busy taking care of his every need, I'm running thin when it comes to everything else. This is frustrating, but it's temporary.

Nursing is truly the best, easiest diet in the world.

The hardest part about the beginning is not being able to leave the house. Oh, how I wish I could run to Target or Publix in the middle of the day!

The facial expressions of a sleeping infant undoubtedly top the list of the most amusing things in life.

Finally, life with two is just beginning and there is so much more to learn.

The Starbucks Story

2012-02-16T08:27:00.000-05:00

As mentioned in my last post, our early morning hospital trip to deliver Grant involved a little Starbucks visit for Nathan. Even though I don't drink coffee, I understand that some folks require it to start their day on the right foot. Since I was planning on delivering a baby that day, I certainly needed Nathan to be at his best. So even though the hospital was a mere five minutes from our home, I did not mind passing it and traveling an additional ten minutes (roundtrip) for Nathan's grande nonfat white chocolate mocha with whip. Nevermind that I was wincing in extreme pain from contractions that were coming every three minutes. My man needed his caffeine.

We pulled up to Starbucks in the Vista and Nathan was giddy. Giddy about having a baby or about getting coffee, I'm unsure. But he was on cloud nine. And when I say cloud nine, I mean not only that he was happy, but also that his head was in the clouds. Let me illustrate ...

As soon as we parked, Nathan reached for his wallet. But it wasn't there. He's driving his laboring wife to the hospital where we'll stay for the next two days, but he forgot his wallet.

I give him my debit card, he runs in and returns a few moments later with his mocha. Before pulling out of the parking space, he searches his pockets for the debit card. "Oops, I think I lost your debit card," he says. I might roll my eyes at this point before he finds the card in the corner of a pocket.

As I catch my breath after another painful contraction, we backtrack toward the hospital. We are blocks away when Nathan again searches his pockets, this time for his phone. "Uh oh, I think I left my phone at Starbucks," he says. Fumes might be coming out of my ears at this point as he again searches his pockets and eventually finds the phone.

We pull into the parking garage at the hospital and make our way to the crosswalk, pausing as I keel over with another contraction. We're halfway through the crosswalk when Nathan says, "Wait, did I lock the car? I don't remember hearing a beep. You wait right here while I go back." I am beside myself at this point.

Nathan returns from the parking garage. I stand with hands on my hips and bulging eyes, trying to maintain my composure as I prepare to birth our son. Unable to bite my tongue any longer, I exclaim "YOU HAVE GOT TO GET IT TOGETHER! I NEED YOU TO BE THE STRONG ONE RIGHT NOW!"

"I know, I know. I'll get it together, sweetie," he promises. Then he takes a gulp of his white chocolate mocha. That caffeine could not kick in soon enough!

Grant's Birthday

2012-02-14T09:52:00.000-05:00

On Tuesday, February 7, 2012, we welcomed our precious son, Grant Benjamin, to our family. In keeping suit with big brother's birth story, here is the tale of Grant's arrival ...

It was a typical Monday evening. After full days at work, we settled into our nightly family routine, eating dinner together, getting Ford to bed, and relaxing on the couch for some quiet moments before bed time. Everything was normal, except I wasn't relaxing. Beginning around 8:00pm, I started having painful contractions. This was not unusual, though, as I had experienced similar contractions on and off since week 33. Besides, they ranged from 10 to 15 minutes apart, no where close to the 5 to 8 minute span required before calling the doctor.

Fast forward to 4:30am. Contractions continued at the same rate and intensified. Breathtaking pain not only kept me from getting sleep, but also made my mind run wild. Could this be it? At 37 weeks and 3 days? A call to the doctor was in order. The on-call OB asked:

Did you go into labor on your own with your first? Yes, my water broke.
So you know what real contractions feel like? Definitely.
Then come on in and we'll see if you're dilating.

We showered, straightened up, kissed Ford goodbye, and left for the hospital as soon as Nathan's mom arrived to stay with Ford. It was about 6:00 am.

Upon arrival at the hospital after a Starbucks run for Nathan (a story for another time), we were admitted to triage to determine if I was really in labor. As my contractions increased in frequency and intensity, it seemed like hours before nurse Barbara (the same nurse we had with Ford!) determined I was 5cm dilated. We were off to a delivery room where the on-call OB broke my water before the new on-call OB, Dr. Salley, took over. With a warm and friendly personality, Dr. Salley has been one of our favorites since he made a house call to treat me after Ford's birth. We were happy to have him deliver Grant as he actually made the experience fun (well, as fun as labor can be).

But first, an epidural was ordered. Having suffered from a bad cold for two weeks, a stomach bug over the weekend, and already 12 hours of active labor, I did not have the strength or stamina to consider going naturally like I did with Ford. I received an epidural in the knick of time as I quickly dilated to 8cm and was on my way toward pushing. For the record, it was so much easier with an epidural. Nathan wholeheartedly agrees!

At 10:19am, Dr. Salley handed me what can only be described as a crying, blood- and fluid-covered baby straight from the womb. The nurse removed my gown for immediate skin to skin contact and I embraced our brand new son in awe as Nathan looked on. With a full head of dark hair, button nose, and deep blue eyes, Grant was absolutely perfect. We were in love.

After precious moments of bonding and nursing, they cleaned up Grant and took his stats. At 20 inches and 6 lbs, 15 oz, Grant was the perfect size considering his early arrival. Needless to say, I was relieved we did not make it to the due date with an 8 or 9 lb baby. Grant was so alert as we doted all over him, marveling at the little miracle who answered two years of prayers for another child.

While I recovered and attempted to use the bathroom to no avail (catheter required just like with Ford), Nathan got to know his new little buddy, all the while wondering where in the world Grant got his dark hair. After all, the rest of us - Nathan, Ford, and I - had all been bald at birth.

Ford was patiently waiting with his grandparents for us to emerge from the delivery room. We had his outfit picked out - a personalized big brother shirt and khakis - but he insisted on wearing camo to show off to his new little brother. He was so proud and so happy to meet Grant and has been super sweet to him from day one.

Our two nights in the hospital were quite nice. We ended up with three nurses who took care of us and remembered us from Ford's birth. We had a huge room which was great for visitors. We were able to rest and enjoy our little bundle of joy.

After our hospital stay, we were ready to get home and start a routine as a family of four. Nathan has returned to work and Ford to school, while my days are filled with feedings, diaper changes, cat naps, and lots of cuddling with sweet Grant.

We praise God for the gift of another child and cherish the opportunity to parent two precious sons. Welcome to the world, Grant!

Brothers' First Meeting

2012-02-08T19:33:00.000-05:00

Hello World, It's Grant

2012-02-08T00:10:00.001-05:00

Grant Benjamin Stratton

February 7, 2012

10:19 AM

6 lbs. 15 oz.

20" long

Ford: Three and a Half

2012-02-05T22:01:00.000-05:00

Dear Ford,

On January 30th, you turned exactly three and half years old. When milestones like these roll around, I usually can't help but marvel at how quickly time passes. But this milestone is different. It doesn't feel like "just yesterday" we were bringing you home from the hospital in the hot summer of 2008. Instead, you've grown and matured so much that your infancy seems like ages ago.

When you leap off the furniture or play football (you as Alshon Jeffery or Marcus Lattimore) in the backyard with Daddy (Daddy as the bad tigers), it seems so long ago that you were taking your first steps. When you go to the bathroom by yourself and emerge with clean hands, a flushed toilet, and buttoned pants, the years of diapers seem like a distant memory. And when you describe things as "similar", "amazing", "cool" or "beautiful", it seems like there was never a time you could not speak in complete sentences.

A particularly amusing development the past few months has been your ability to play independently. I suppose it varies for all children, but after three years, you can play for hours by yourself. With your wildly amusing imagination, you create dinosaur "conservations" (yes, you called it a conservation!), chase a flying moose with a spaceship, and build forts for your transformers. I know all about these adventures for two reasons. First, you show me. With great excitement, you grab my hand, leading me to your play space on tiptoes, brimming with anticipation for the big reveal. You are most certainly in a "look at me / let me show you / watch me / come see" stage. The second way I know what you're doing is by listening. When you play by yourself, there is no silence. Ever. Instead, you talk and provide sound effects constantly, providing an amusing soundtrack to play time with things like BOOM, CRASH, OH NO!, HE'S GONNA GET YOU!, WATCH OUT BELOAD! (as in, below). Your mouth is in constant motion and it's not just when you're playing. It's all the time - riding in the car, sitting at the dinner table, visiting with family, etc. Silence and Ford simply don't mix.

Perhaps your constantly running mouth is just trying to keep up with your constantly running body. You are so active and physical that even when you sit down, you fidget and squirm. You are high energy from sun-up to sun-down. Naturally, this has led to problems here and there at school with listening and sitting still, and it certainly wears us out. But there's an upside. For instance, you are generally up for anything - new places, new people, new activities. With your easygoing personality, you tend to adapt well to most any situation. For the most part, you are not shy, fearful, or easily intimidated. You don't throw tantrums or pitch fits. As long as we can wrangle all of that energy in positive ways, you are generally an easy child.

Of course, I wouldn't be giving you a complete picture if I ended there. It ain't all giggles and hugs! Like any child (and any human being, for that matter), you can be stubborn, whiney, opinionated, and rebellious. Dinner time has become particularly challenging as you fiddle around, finding any possible distraction to keep you from eating. Cooperating while getting dressed and teeth brushed is also challenging. There are other challenges, of course, but in the grand scheme of things, they are so, so minor.

As you grow older, there are fewer and fewer "Ford-isms". Except for misusing pronouns (ex. "Where'd him go?"), you generally have good diction and conversational skills. Still, there are things you say that make us do a double take like ...

Mommy: "Ford, do you want to go on a trip? Where do you want to go?"
Ford: "To the Jurassic time period to see the dinos!"

On the way home from the doctor's office ... "Mommy, my tummy still hurts. I think a lollipop would make it better."

"Mmmmm, ice cold milk! [big sip] I'm gonna turn into an ice pickle!"

Around Christmas time ... "Are the three wise men going to visit our baby?"

At Chick-fil-a, Nathan holding up the prize from the kid's meal ... Nathan: "I'm going to turn in our prize for ice cream."
Ford: [long pause and extremely puzzled] "How you gonna turn that into ice cream, Daddy?"

At dinner time around the table: "Mommy, this is a yummy meal. Thanks for making it for me."

During a recent week when we were all sick, rubbing my face: "Mommy, you take care of me when I'm sick and I take care of you when you're sick."

"Is our baby gonna tear the pages in my books? Is our baby gonna put my toys in his mouth?"

Other recent developments include wanting to help me cook dinner, a growing interest in superheroes (thanks to your Daddy), an ability to remember details from months ago (such as swimming in the kiddie pool in Hilton Head last summer), and a strong aversion to disappointing us ("I'm sorry, Daddy. Are you mad at me? Do you still love me?").

As I finish typing this letter, your baby brother is doing flips in my belly, reminding us that he is on his way soon. Your life is about to change forever and we have no doubt that you'll shine in your new role as big brother. While we are so excited to welcome a fourth member to our family, we look back at the past three and half years and wonder how life could be any happier. You have made our lives so full. We love you, sweet boy, and are blessed to call you our first-born son.

Love,

Mommy

I'm Going to Miss My Hair

2012-01-31T22:02:00.000-05:00

It's February. I'm going to have a baby this month. Life is about to change forever.

Change is good. It means that I'll have a precious baby keeping me awake at night instead of a huge belly and an aching right hip. It means that we can enjoy actually being a family of four instead of just talking about it all the time. It means that Ford will become a big brother and that we'll convert from two-on-one to one-on-one parenting. And it means that I'll lose my hair.

Yes, having another child means that my hair will fall out. Not all at once. Not in big clumps. I won't even notice it at first ... not until I find a bald spot at the edge of my part, right where a beautiful patch of hair used to form the backbone of my "swoop". At least that's what happened with Ford. One day I had a swoop, the next day I had a boring side-part and an enormous forehead. And only now, some 3 1/2 years after having Ford, has that beautiful patch of hair grown back. Sure, it's still in an awkward baby-hair phase where it sticks up uncontrollably, but it's there!

But not for long. The cycle continues. Baby comes and hair goes. I'm going to miss that patch of hair. But when my swoop-free self beholds this sweet baby, I won't think twice about it.

Magical

2012-01-25T12:34:00.001-05:00

This time last year we were planning our trip to Disney for early March. In two relatively short days at the Magic Kingdom and one at the Animal Kingdom, we made the most wonderful memories.

Even though it was somewhat risky taking a 2-1/2-year-old, we would not have changed a thing about our trip. It was perfect. And now, almost a year later, all we can talk about is going back for another trip. Every time we watch the intro to a Disney movie, Ford points at the castle and says, "We went there!" Every time Nathan and I talk about traveling, we always pine for Disney. And sometimes, out of the blue, one of us will just sigh and express how much we miss Disney World. We truly had a magical time last year and cannot wait to return.

Counting Down

2012-01-18T22:28:00.001-05:00

When my mother and I found ourselves dressed alike for Christmas Eve, we decided a few photos were in order. Somehow, we ended up with this profile shot showing my 32-week belly. From what others tell me, my growing child resembles a basketball tucked neatly under my shirt. It's very similar to how I carried Ford ... see 35-week post here. But that might be where the similarities end.

I vividly remember the last few weeks of my first pregnancy. We were so eager, so anxious. We busied ourselves getting every last detail prepared - from studying the natural birth process, to packing for the hospital, to setting up the nursery. We were ready. And the last thing we wanted to do was wait until the due date, July 26, 2008, much less wait another four days until his birthday on July 30. The days went by so slowly, but we were so happy and so excited.

This time around, I am perfectly content to have baby boy stay put. Although we're dying to meet this new bundle of joy, we are in no rush. For starters, we're not ready. The car seat needs to be installed. The baby gear needs to be disinfected. The lovey needs to be monogrammed. There's so much to do. Also, we're happily savoring the last few weeks we have as a family of three. And we're keeping busy, because busy comes with the territory of working full-time, keeping a home, and raising a 3-year-old.

But wouldn't you know that baby boy isn't content to let the weeks pass by until we get to #40. Nope. With preterm labor symptoms starting at 33 weeks, he's making it clear this pregnancy is nothing like the first one. Thanks to lots of prayers, a husband who helps out around the house, a mother who provides a week's worth of meals, and a little medical intervention, things have slowed down. Emotions are all over the place, but mixed with the fear of going into labor "too soon" is amusement that even before we meet him, our sweet boy is asserting his individuality. Indeed, this pregnancy is unique and so is baby boy.

Isle of Palms

2012-01-12T21:45:00.001-05:00

As mentioned before, we spent our New Years at Isle of Palms at a beautiful beach house owned by very generous, very dear friends. Thank you, Richardsons, for having us!

Even in the winter, Ford can't get enough of the beach. It helps that it was 70 degrees outside and the beach was covered in shells.

We took a lovely bike ride into Wild Dunes to feed the turtles (and to steer clear of the resident alligator!).

Ford and Nathan were quite the bike-riding pair. It was so fun.

Here is Ford with Uncle Joseph. Ford is blessed to have many "aunts" and "uncles", but Joseph and Katie are definitely two of his favorites.

Our wild man was not sure what to do with a gown-wearing, pink-toy-playing, girly girl. But these two ended up having a blast together.

Searching for sea shells ... Ford's most favorite activity on the planet. Seriously, the level of enthusiasm for each and every "beauuuuutiful shell" was insane.

Another walk on the beach. Father and son ... doesn't get much better.

A Few of My Favorite Things

2012-01-04T16:39:00.000-05:00

I threw out one of my rules this year. I have always said no house items for Christmas or Birthday gifts (house items being things like vacuum cleaners, crockpots, sheets, etc.). But after several of our kitchen items started to bite the dust, I changed my tune. After all, most things in our kitchen were given to us as wedding gifts or brought into the marriage by one of us and they are showing some extreme wear and tear. Sure new boots would have been nice (and I definitely love the new Tory Burch clutch Nathan got me), but what I really wanted for Christmas were nice, new, shiny kitchen gadgets.

Clockwise from top left: Williams-Sonoma mixing bowls, a Zwilling J.A. Henckels knife, All-Clad measuring cups & spoons, and Williams-Sonoma quarter baking sheets.

I am loving using these items and especially appreciate the quality. It's like having new toys! Thanks to Nathan and my parents for making my Christmas wishes come true and thanks to The Dough Will Rise Again for some of the gift ideas!

I love 2012

2012-01-02T22:14:00.000-05:00

We spent a wonderful New Years at Isle of Palms with dear friends who were kind enough to invite us to their beach house with their family. It was relaxing and beautiful thanks to 70 degree temperatures, and it was the perfect start to what will surely be an incredible 2012.

2012 will be a special year because we will welcome another precious child to our family. The beginning of the year will be full of excitement for his birth and by the end of the year, we'll be enjoying a 10-month-old. We will also celebrate six years of marriage and watch our oldest child turn four.

Of course, it's no surprise that 2012 is a momentous year. After all, even-numbered years mark most of the important events in my life ...

1980 - I was born.
1998 - I graduated from high school. (I'm sure there were memorable, but not momentous events between '80 and '98 - losing my first tooth? learning how to ride a bike?)
2002 - I graduated from college.
2006 - We got married. I graduated from law school.
2008 - Ford was born.
2012 - Son #2 will be born.
Also, it was not in my lifetime, but 1978 is important because it is the year Nathan was born and my parents got married.

So welcome, 2012. I'm glad you're here. And a fond farewell to 2011. Thanks for all the fun!

Squeezing in Christmas Highlights

2012-01-01T12:57:00.000-05:00

Our decorations were taken down days ago, it's a new year, and we've been hanging out at the beach in 70 degree weather, so Christmas seems like it was eons ago. But I can't let the memories go unrecorded, so to close out our Christmas, here are some highlights.

Our Christmas celebrations always include separate get-togethers with my parents and sisters, my mom's side of the family, my dad's side of the family, and Nathan's family. This year, everything kicked off on Christmas Eve with dinner at my parents. Clearly and coincidentally, my mother and I considered garnet tops and gold jewelry to be festive Christmas Eve attire.

The big, exciting gift was the roundhouse train set for Ford. He has enjoyed playing with cousin Noah's hand-me-down train table and tracks for over a year, but he loves the roundhouse set. We are also excited about the fact that we can permanently affix the set to the train table and avoid falling bridges, broken tracks, and pieces strewn about the room. Thank you Nina and Grandaddy!

The following morning was spent at Casa Stratpack where Santa left everything Ford asked for and more. One of the "more" gifts was this scooter which, on a rainy Christmas morning, was perfect for riding around the living room.

Among the requests that Santa filled was a hunting set complete with a moose, elk, deer, bear and hunter. Bumblebee the Transformer was also a hit.

Makeup-less, slightly sleepy and pajama clad but totally enjoying our fourth Christmas with Ford, definitely the best one yet.

We even spotted an extra-large superhero who looked a whole lot like our little superhero.

After a fun Christmas morning and our traditional Christmas lunch at my grandmother's, we spent the rest of Christmas day at Nathan's parents. My mother-in-law always comes up with a creative stocking theme and this year it was "hot and spicy." In our stockings, we all found fleece head wraps and had to pose for a crazy photo reminiscent of our Snuggie shots from a couple years ago.

The day after Christmas was spent with my dad's side of the family, followed by dinner with friends at our house. It was a wonderful holiday season and as always, we were sad to see it pass so quickly. At the same time, we are excited to transition into full baby prep mode. Less than 8 weeks to go!

Christmas Scenes from Our Home

2011-12-27T22:37:00.002-05:00

It took a year, but we finally started working on replacing our Christmas theme with one we picked out from Cottage Living in 2010. There's still a long way to go, but at least we started. Some of the big differences included a burlap ribbon tree topper (my first attempt at making a bow thanks to a youtube instructional video), wooden bead garland from Pottery Barn, and several new ornaments from a local boutique. We also went for a large seagrass basket instead of a tree skirt.

Several presents were wrapped in brown packing paper for a rustic, natural feel.

We also ordered burlap stockings from Etsy. Each stocking should have a rustic metal plate with our initial hanging from it, but those did not arrive in time for Christmas.

Other common sights around our home included cinnamon rolls lovingly made for friends and family. (Flour-covered, sticky-fingered baker not pictured.) Recipe via PW.

We also saw a lot of this little hunter. He's so proud of his camo and his toy gun. And he absolutely loved getting exactly what he requested for Christmas: an elk, a moose, a dear, a bear, and a hunter (i.e. this).

Watch out deer!

A Super Christmas

2011-12-27T11:43:00.000-05:00

Holiday baking

Last minute shopping

Wrapping, wrapping, and more wrapping

Family get-togethers

Christmas movies, music, and lights

Eating, eating, and more eating

Holiday cards aplenty

Exchanging gifts and playing with new toys

Focusing on the Savior

But still being excited for Santa

Christmas was pretty much wonderful …

And the best part was spending it with our little superhero!

Vacation Wrap Up

2011-12-21T13:28:00.000-05:00

These photos from Sunday of our mini-vacation at Reynolds Plantation wrap up this virtual memory book of ours. (If only I could get around to a Blurb book). The first few photos represent a little interaction between Ford and Nathan while admiring the gingerbread train in the lobby.

"Look, Daddy! Candy corn!"

"Where Ford?" [trying to get Ford to interact with the camera]

"Right there, Daddy!"

"Where?"

"Um, right THERE."

[With an expression that totally says, "Duh, Dad!"]

Back outside for the view from our little patio outside our room. He's hard to distinguish, but Ford is running around out there. It was like a huge backyard playground for him.

Of course, swinging was involved. This shot represents the swing apparatus. We NEED one of these at our house. They are awesome, although it was nerve-racking to see my little baby swing so high. Of course, he would say, "I'm not a baby. I'm a big boy!" Indeed.

He's so big, in fact, he thinks he can swing me on the hammock. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, though, I am packing a few extra pounds these days.

We checked out the infinity pool by the lake and paused for a rare cuddle before he took off ...

... for the beach. That dark dot in the middle would be him begging us to let him build a sandcastle. He's a beach bum for sure.

The chilly early morning weather necessitated a respite in the beautiful lobby where we enjoyed hot apple cider and giggles with Daddy.

Mr. Cool and his cider. Looks like 3 going on 43!

Of course, he took my green apple and gave me his yellow.

Finally, a shot with all three of us from our last vacation as a family of three. What a wonderful time we had and what precious memories we take with us!

Still at the Plantation (Plus a Budding Romance)

2011-12-20T13:22:00.000-05:00

Oh, dear. I still haven't covered our mini-vacay and now it's almost Christmas. Let's forge ahead!

So it turns out that Saturday afternoon looks a lot like Saturday morning - swinging and ice skating. The differences are a train ride and fewer photos.

The first of three very enjoyable little train rides.

Father-son swing time. If only this picture could convey the giggles.

And more ice skating!

Saturday evening was spent eating a fancy dinner at the resort (or as fancy as you can get with a 3-year-old), more smores, and snuggling up to watch Polar Express in our cozy room.

Note on us & the Polar Express: Watching the Polar Express will always be special to us because of its connection to the beginning our relationship. Nathan and I were friends in college at the University of South Carolina, but did not keep in touch after graduation in 2002. We went our separate ways - Nathan to Charlotte and eventually to Connecticut for work, and I to Winston-Salem for law school. Strangely enough, though, we'd bump into each other in the oddest of places (like the Charlotte airport). Then, on Thanksgiving Day in 2004, we crossed paths at the movie theater when both of our families went to see the Polar Express. That was the beginning as we were engaged eight months later. So, needless to say, we have fond memories of the Polar Express and think it's pretty neat to watch it now with our son and another son on the way. My how life has changed!

Saturday Photos at the Plantation

2011-12-13T21:07:00.000-05:00

Saturday started with breakfast in the ballroom with Santa. When Ford realized we were eating breakfast instead of ice skating, he had a small meltdown. Thankfully, he cheered up enough for Santa photos thanks to the prospect of eating his favorite breakfast food - waffles. He devoured his breakfast as he has been doing with all meals lately. No wonder the clothes we bought him last month don't fit anymore.

For the sake of being thorough, I present the following stick-throwing shot. Much of our time was spent exploring and playing outside - perfect activities for a little boy.

And now the much anticipated ice skating. No fear, no hesitation, just complete excitement over trying to ice skate for the first time.

Of course, he could not make it without the trusty guidance of daddy. They were quite the pair on the ice.

And I was there, too! My pregnant belly and I played it safe on the sidelines and thoroughly enjoyed watching the skaters.

Then it was back outside for more playtime.

I followed with everyone's coats (wearing mine and Nathan's, carrying Ford's).

After all, I could not miss this spectacle. Remember when I blogged about Nathan's enthusiasm? Well, here, my friends, is enthusiastic Nathan at his finest. I absolutely LOVE this shot and cannot describe how funny it was when it actually happened. For the record, we all took our turns on the swing, but Nathan's was by far the most entertaining.

After losing it with laughter at the swing, we meandered over to the beach where Ford was ready to get in the water and build sand castles. 55 degree weather would not stop him (but his parents would).

As lunch and nap time neared, we cozied up to the fire in the lobby and worked on a puzzle together. After a long afternoon nap, we were ready for the second half of our Saturday.

Vacation Photos

2011-12-13T09:44:00.000-05:00

After our trip to Disney in March and our trip to Hilton Head in July, we made it a priority to squeeze in one more little adventure before baby arrives. We discovered the Breakfast with Santa package at Reynolds Plantation in Georgia and took advantage of a fun-filled weekend with our family of three. As evidenced by the picture (via their website), the Ritz at Reynolds Plantation knows how to do Christmas.

From the aforementioned breakfast with Santa to train rides to ice skating and smores, we reveled in the atmosphere and spirit of the season. And, as always, we took loads of photos. Here is a sample from Friday, our arrival day...

Welcome!

Here is our little goofball with daddy exploring the grounds.

Couldn't pass up a photo op of sunset over the lake.

I'm thinking a return trip in the summer is in order.

Return of the silly goofball.

Smores at the fire pit.

Marshmallows ... yum!

Christmas Vacation

2011-12-11T22:01:00.000-05:00

We went on a little vacation over the weekend. As you can see, we had fun! Details to come.

Pregnancy Update: Second Most Frequently Asked Question

2011-12-08T13:26:00.000-05:00

Coming in at #2 on the most frequently asked questions of this pregnancy is: "What does Ford think about it?"

Ford turned 3 years old just before we started sharing our pregnancy news. He will be 3 years and 7 months when baby brother arrives. I have no real basis for comparison, but I imagine that his reaction is quite different than the child who learns he will be an older sibling at age 1 1/2 or 2. Ford has seen many of his friends become big brothers and sisters and he has first-hand experience with tiny babies. He knows that the beginning will be filled with feedings, dirty diapers, lots of naps, and some crying. He understands that baby brother won't be able to play with him for a while, but when he is able, that he'll want Ford's toys (Ford's not looking forward to this part). He realizes that baby stays in mommy's belly for quite a while, getting bigger and growing strong and healthy. In short, Ford understands about as much as a 3-year-old can when it comes to having a baby sibling.

With this understanding comes an early affection for the new life in mommy's belly. My belly receives frequent kisses, rubs, hugs, and encouraging words, not to mention songs. For instance ...

Taken in September when I was much smaller. A reenactment for daddy of what was a spontaneous and sweet little lullaby.

Sweet big brother Ford ... I cherish these moments. That's not to say that I don't get plenty of, "Mommy, your belly is HUGE!" and that I don't ward off daily tackling and wrestling attempts. But overall, Ford is very sweet to baby brother and such sweetness makes me look forward to seeing the two interact when baby arrives. I hope for gentleness and expect a lot of curiousity from Ford, like when he recently visited our dear friend's one-week-old ...

Quiet, curious moment captured by a camera phone.

Yet again, I am reminded of God's perfect timing in giving us another child not precisely when we wanted one, but when He knew was exactly right for our family. Just 11 weeks to go ...

What's Up

2011-12-05T21:29:00.000-05:00

Instead of blogging, we've been ...

Working up a storm (end of the year is busy for business, ya know?).

Enjoying the many scenes that appear at the manger ... like Rex from Toy Story worshipping Baby Jesus.

Thinking we might need to move the manger out of a certain 3-year-old's reach.

Enjoying time over Thanksgiving with family and also celebrating Nathan's grandmother's 90th birthday.

Continuously debating baby boy's name and hoping for clarity before the February due date.

Enjoying a 10-2 regular season for our Gamecocks and taking Ford to a game where he not only stayed almost the entire time, but enjoyed every minute of it (except, of course, the noisy fireworks and flyover).

Spending father-son time at the local zoo.

Growing more and more interested in anything related to hunting and the outdoors, including requesting an elk, a moose, a deer, and a bear for Christmas.

Finally implementing our new Christmas design inspiration.

Trying to sleep through the night and finally giving in and purchasing a Snoogle.

And, last but not least, planning one last hurrah before baby's arrival. Looking forward to a family trip here.

A Boy and His Dog

2011-11-17T07:37:00.000-05:00

A Post About Nathan

2011-11-16T15:06:00.000-05:00

Today is Wednesday, November 16th. There’s nothing particularly special about this day. It’s not a birthday, anniversary, or any other holiday. There’s no reason for me to shower my husband with compliments or draw any sort of attention to him. But I’m going to anyway. He deserves it, and here are a few reasons why:

He helps out around the house more than any male I’ve ever met – laundry, cleaning, yard work, home repairs, managing the bills, taking care of the cars – you name it (except for cooking) and Nathan does it. And he’s good at it! There’s nothing like a kitchen cleaned by Nathan – spic and span!

He’s a picture-taker. Without him and his lack of any hesitation to ask strangers to take our photo, we would have no family pictures.

He's a Gamecock.

He cares and he listens. Whether I’m wondering what to wear to a holiday party, what side dish to cook for Thanksgiving, what my boss told me at work that day, or which bedding we should choose for the nursery … he not only listens, but he provides feedback.

He’s into the details.

He’s a great ebay shopper. (This is a valuable skill!)

His enthusiasm is infectious. It’s not uncommon for him to be more excited and happy about something than our 3-year-old is. “Over the moon” and “like a kid in a candy shop” don’t come close to describing him.

His laughter is so pure and joyful. It’s booming and contagious.

He doesn’t hold back. If he loves you, he LOVES you. He showers you with gifts, affection, compliments, and surprises. See examples here, here and here.

He’s happy to eat a bowl of cereal for dinner. Sure, he enjoys a good meal. But when it comes to eating, he is low maintenance.

He’s a sharp dresser. His eyes are a beautiful blue color. His build is perfect. He’s a looker!

When he’s home, he’s home. No work calls or emails. No distractions. Just lots of fun family time with daddy.

He gets along with males and females equally. I think that having a mom he is very close to, as well as growing up with two sisters taught him how to treat and relate to women. The end result is that he can get along splendidly with just about anyone.

He’s not afraid to laugh at himself.

He’s an incredible father. Not only does he help meet Ford’s basic needs (bathing, feeding, etc), but he also goes above and beyond to make Ford’s life fun and memorable. He plans “man days” where they go to the zoo and to Lowes. He wants to take Ford to every holiday festival, parade, and show we can find. And his idea of a perfect getaway is returning to Disney World as a family. Ford and baby boy #2 are immensely blessed to have a father like Nathan.

And I am immensely blessed to have a husband like Nathan!

Men & Massage Chairs

2011-11-11T09:35:00.000-05:00

November 2011

November 2010

I'm sensing a trend ...

Notes and Quotes

2011-11-09T21:11:00.000-05:00

We've been feeling particularly festive lately. Tonight we listened to the "Traditional Christmas" station on Pandora, lit an "evergreen" candle, and enjoyed grilled cheese and tomato soup for dinner (far from gourmet, but so comforting). Ford and Nathan then watched Charlie Brown Thanksgiving while I prepped for tomorrow's dinner: Crockpot Pasta Fagioli (obviously, all about comfort food right now).

The time change has done a doozy on our family. Wake up time has been super early, but you can't beat the early morning cuddles.

Regarding the baby bump, Nathan noted this evening that although I already look quite large, I have nearly 3 1/2 months left. His observation is common as most people are genuinely shocked that this baby is not due to arrive until February. Keeping in mind how big my belly grew with Ford, I don't take offense. I just wonder what clothes will still fit in a couple months!

Favorite new cooking blog: The Dough Will Rise Again. I might be biased, but I think these two ladies are doing a great job sharing their favorite recipes. Keep it up, Yankee Baker and Southern Belle.

My sweet grandmother lost her dog last week to illness, so we offered her one of ours! Bennett would be a perfect dog for her, but the concern for both us and my grandmother is splitting up the two dogs. They have not left each other's side in over five years. Can they live apart? So much to think about.

Finally, noteworthy quotes and events from the little guy:

Asking for permission to eat "just one candy" and being so excited to eat "the whole thing!"
Being in the waiting room at the doctor's office for 90 seconds before making friends with another little girl and playing dinosaurs with her. Never meets a stranger.
Laying in bed with me early one morning and saying in a groggy voice, "Mommy, I love you so so so much."
Leaving the doctor's office and saying, "Mommy, my tummy still hurts. I think a lollipop will make it feel better. Yep."
Ford: "Mommy, I'm mad at you." Me: "Why are you mad at me?" Ford: "That's mean I'm mad, so I am ... I'm serious!"

Cousins and Sandstorm

2011-11-07T10:32:00.000-05:00

Aren't weekends the best?! Lately our weekends have been filled with football, family, food, and fun and this past weekend was no different. On Saturday, cousins Ashton and Reese (and their parents, of course) came over and the kids had a blast as usual.

Getting low during the Sandstorm "build-up" (that's the techno song played at Carolina games).

Get up and jump!

Those smiles make a sour end to the football game much easier to handle. We sure are going to miss these two girls when they move back up to Charlotte.

So Much Fun

2011-11-01T21:52:00.000-04:00

Surefire way to laugh your socks off, smile until your face hurts, and make lasting memories ... trick or treat with 10 children age three and under. Halloween 2011 = Huge Success!

First Shave

2011-10-24T21:54:00.000-04:00

Pregnancy Update: Most Frequently Asked Question

2011-10-24T11:55:00.000-04:00

Besides "what are you having" and "what are you naming him," the most frequently asked question of this pregnancy is whether, when it comes to the drugs, I'll pull a repeat performance of my best Nancy Reagan and Just Say No.

Choosing the natural birth method for our first child elicited a variety of responses. Some people thought I crazy. Others offered admiration. Some were flat out intrigued. It’s no surprise, then, that I am often asked if I will do it again. Immediately after I had Ford, I said “no way.” The pain was too fresh and the fear of unsuccessful labor resulting in a c-section was too real. See, Ford was a good size baby (8lbs. 2ozs.) and he was not in an ideal position (face up resulting in painful back labor). There was a genuine chance that after all of the blood, sweat, and tears, I would not be able to deliver him on my own. It was both frustrating and scary, but, thanks be to God, I delivered a healthy boy at 7:07a.m. after four hours of labor.

As time has passed, I have convinced myself I can do it again and would prefer to forego drugs. However, I have always had one big concern … What if this second baby is larger than Ford was? With this worry looming over my head, I have decided to wait. I’ll see how big I am and what the doctor says (not that he can accurately guess weight, right Anne?). I’ll see if baby is early or late and whether my water breaks on its own. Ultimately, it'll come down to a game time decision.

But right now, at almost 23 weeks, I’m giving a slight edge to the drugs for several reasons:

Nevermind my pain threshold, Nathan can’t take a natural birth again and has told me so several times.
It might be an old wives’ tale, but word is your babies get progressively bigger (my mother, for instance, experienced a half pound weight increase with each of her three).
Baby #2 is a boy and, whereas a girl might have a fighting chance of being <8lbs., I feel like baby boy will follow his brother’s footsteps.
We got some news at the 20-week ultrasound. It went like this:

Ultrasound Tech: Was your first-born big? Do you tend to have big babies?

Me: Yep.

Ultrasound Tech: Alright, then, because this baby is huge.

At least I know what I’m getting into! But it's early and everything is so speculative, right? It's clear though that the response to the frequently asked birthing method question is quite simple... I don’t know.

State Fair

2011-10-20T22:40:00.000-04:00

We braved the State Fair this week with our friends, Frank and Kristin, and their boys. It was essential for Ford to have a friend to ride with and going with another family made for a super fun evening.

These are my favorite shots. The look of sheer joy on their faces is incredible. They had so much fun on the rides.

The moms even joined the action, choosing what seemed like a fun, safe ride. Turns out the circular motion of the kiddie swings doesn't sit well on a tummy full of Fiske fries and corn dog. Ugh.

But the boys could handle anything, even stopping for a little hoedown in between rides. Check out my crazy son. This sort of behavior has become a regular occurrence.

Cute dancing Walker.

Buds!

By all accounts, the fair was a huge success. That is, until I got sick later that night. A few pounds lighter and slightly exhausted the next day, I asked Ford what he ate at the Fair ...

Ford: A popcorn doggie!

Me: Right, Sweetie. A corn dog.

Ford: But not like the puppies at home.

Me: No, not a real dog.

Ford: Nope, not a real dog, Mommy. A food dog. And I had an elephant ear! But not a real elephant.

B&A

2011-10-19T15:55:00.000-04:00

Bennett and Andy, our 10+-lb. maltese and 6-lb. maltipoo, sleep in our bed every night. They tend to sleep right between our pillows, although sometimes they sleep at our feet. Andy, the maltipoo, is particularly cuddly when it’s cold outside and curls up next to me under the covers. It’s so sweet. But as much as I love this cuddle time, I’m thinking it’s time for a change. Frankly, having dogs in the bed isn’t the cleanest, most hygienic habit (even though ours don’t shed). Plus, they totally make a barrier between me and the hubs. That can’t be good.

So onto the floor they go. The past two nights they have slept quite well in their doggy bed with only a few whimpers here and there. I know it pains us more than them. I hope we can stick to our guns, but when it gets cold, it’ll be so tempting to let them back up!

Anywho, that’s the latest with the pooches, but what’s really been on my mind is the strange habit they have developed…

They sit on my lap while I watch television.

They sit at my feet while I eat dinner.

They (used to) sleep right next to my head every night.

They follow me into the bathroom.

They follow me into every room.

I get up. They get up.

They follow my EVERY move.

How I became our resident dog whisperer is beyond me. The attachment they have is uncanny. I promise it's nothing that I've done, no treats, no slipping food under the table, no excessive attention.

And even though I love them dearly, I'm desperate for them to bond with other family members. Really, I want to share them, especially with Ford. Perhaps the arrival of baby #2 will motivate them to seek comfort and attention elsewhere. In the meantime, although I'm quickly running out of room on my lap, I'm happy for them to cuddle up anytime. You can't beat a lap dog on a chilly evening!

Memories

2011-10-17T12:00:00.000-04:00

The purpose of this blog is to record family memories and milestones. For instance, when I cannot recall when Ford started walking, or when our dear friends got married, the blog is here to save the day. Major milestones are always memorialized and posts like my letters to Ford will be treasured in years to come. But the fast pace of life and dramatic ways our family changes from week to week with a growing boy and one on the way motivate me to remember the little things too.

I want to remember how yesterday was Ford's first time in big church with us. I want to recall how curious and awestruck he was sitting in the balcony of the huge sanctuary, how precious he was folding his hands and reciting the Lord's prayer, and how excited he was when he spotted me from afar after going down with Nathan for children's church. He waved at me with a huge grin before nuzzling up to a crouching Nathan and rubbing Nathan's face to his own during the children's prayer. Precious memories.

I also want to remember how Ford saw baby brother kick for the first time. I'm not sure he felt anything, but he saw my stomach move and was amazed. Then he sang baby a lullaby: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep little baby. Close your eyes, say good night. Go to sleep little baby." He ended with a good night kiss to my belly. So sweet!

There was also our Saturday afternoon trip to the Riverwalk where Ford made us line up behind him as he was the leader. He found "beauuuutiful leaves" and played daredevil when it came to getting close to the river's edge. Following our walk, we enjoyed frozen yogurt. Ford devoured his "birthday cake" flavor with sprinkles and m&ms.

But between the river and yogurt, there was another adventure. Turns out a lizard climbed onto our car at the river and clung on for dear life as we traveled through town. It would climb up our windshield as Nathan joked in his best Geico voice, "Would you like to save some money on car insurance?" The lizard made it safely back to our yard after providing quite the amusement.

And last but not least, Ford had a holiday from school Friday so we spent time with church friends at the zoo in the morning, at a picnic in the park for lunch, and in our backyard for an afternoon playdate. Everyone had fun, but what I particularly want to remember is how Ford stepped in when two friends were fighting over a toy and told them to "Be kind to one another." Priceless!

One last thing! At the end of the blessing at breakfast this morning, Ford prayed: "And thank you for our family." Sweet little heart.

So that's it. Nothing spectacular, just little snapshots in time in an effort to remember life as it is now because it won't stay this way for long!

Ford: Three Years Old (+ two months!)

2011-10-12T21:01:00.002-04:00

Dear Ford,

We are a couple months into age three and so far, it has been quite an adventure! Just when we think you could not be any more energetic, silly, active, and joyful, you kick it up a notch. The difference between age two and three has been drastic - tough at times, unbelievably happy at others. We truly do not know what to expect from day to day as your growing personality keeps us on our toes. But there's no doubt that our love for you grows with each passing day.

At age three, you remain at the top of the growth chart weighing 38 lbs. and measuring 40 1/4 inches (as of August 1st). 3T pants fit perfectly (meaning you'll need 4T to get you through the winter). Most 4T shirts fit, although we lean toward 5T in many shirts due to your long torso (just like Daddy!). Size 10 shoe is perfect right now. Dinosaur Train and Dino Dan are favorite shows while Cars and Lion King are favorite movies. You still nap for two hours in the afternoon and sleep for about eleven hours at night (8pm to 7am). You're a pretty good eater but would choose milk and sweets over regular food any time.

You are constantly described as "all boy" and continue to love the outdoors, sports, cars, dinosaurs, puzzles, and books. You've grown adept at the large floor puzzles and have taken on table puzzles with much smaller pieces. You collect things everyday - from sea shells to "beautiful leaves" to rocks to acorns. You love sorting, lining up, counting, and admiring your collections. You have attained a much better relationship with the dogs as they often play with you and even cuddle up to let you pet them. You're still rough with them, but getting better.

Between birthday parties, soccer, and school activities, your growing social calendar has given us an opportunity to learn much more about you. We are particularly amused by how popular you seem to be as evidenced by comments we get from other parents like: "So, this is the famous Ford we always hear about. Our son talks about Ford all the time!" or "Oh good, Ford is here. Our daughter will be so happy because she just loves him and talks about him all the time." I'm surprised by these comments as the only child you seem to mention on a regular basis is your best friend, Jackson (you're tight-lipped about school in general). But I'm happy that you have so many friends and hope that you will continue to be a good friend to others.

Being around other kids and parents has also made us realize how outgoing you are. Whereas many children are shy and quiet, you are quite gregarious. Sometimes, I admit, you need to tone it down as you have a tendency to interrupt adults and are prone to be loud. But for the most part, your infectious personality is undoubtedly friendly and full of life. Your shy and quiet mother is certainly grateful that you take after your outgoing father!

A new school year has also taught us a lot about your development. Because you are the youngest boy in the class, we are vigilant of your progress and mindful of the possibility of holding you back one day. So far, though, your teachers have given encouraging feedback. Despite your seemingly boundless energy, you know when to calm down and pay attention. You love books and participating in class. The 3-year-old class has opened up a world of learning and we are amazed at your growth in drawing and writing, sequencing, retelling stories, reciting Spanish, memorizing Bible verses and rhymes, and honing your fine motor skills. At a recent assessment, your teacher said you are on track with everything except using scissors correctly. We are excited to see what new learning the school year brings.

While we are encouraged with your mental and physical development, our biggest concern is your heart. Age three has brought on a new wave of rebellion and independence as it seems like you are constantly testing your limits. Whether it's using "potty words", pointing out "mean" people in the grocery store, torturing the dogs, throwing things in frustration, or just direct disobedience, you are requiring a lot more discipline. Ultimately, you hate to disappoint us and are quick to say I love you and apologize. But we want you to realize you are disobeying God, so we're constantly working on instituting biblical principles. For instance, your memory verse for this month has been particularly applicable: "Be kind to one another." Eph. 4:32.

Along with your growing maturity has come a much more refined vocabulary and understanding of syntax. This is all part of growing up, but I can't help but miss the funny sayings and I'm appreciating the few remaining "Ford-isms" like ...

"There goes daddy. I'm gonna run fast and catch him up!"
"I'm handsome! ... What's handsome mean?"
"I run fast. I'm a winner. I'm gonna win you!"
[Is it obvious that you're not lacking in self-confidence?!]
"Don't be mad to me. Show me your happy face."
"Goliaf and the Enemies" (a favorite Bible story)
"What it is?"
"Good memory, Mommy!"
Belting out "Life is a Highway"
"Hmmm, I smell something ... you know, children have a really good sense of smell."
"I take a great nap!"
Silly made-up names like "Silly Granby" and "Scurby Dog"
and our favorite ... "That's mean I am!"

The last phrase is in response to "why" questions. For instance,
"Ford, why are you sad?" "That's mean I am."
"Ford, why did you kick the dog?" "That's mean I did."
"Ford, why are your toys all over the floor?" "That's mean they are."
I'm not sure you've ever used the word "because" or that you've ever actually answered a "why" question. It can be frustrating but I know that soon you'll start answering these questions correctly and I'll miss the "that's mean" stage.

One thing we've learned in your 3+ years of life is that everything is a stage and if you blink, you'll miss it. That's why we don't worry when you wake up with bad dreams at 1am every night for a week or keep having accidents in your pants. It's just a stage and it will pass. Unfortunately, the same can be said of the good stuff. Wanting to be held? Almost gone. Wanting me to lay down with you at night and rub your belly? Waning. That's why each day is a treasure and each moment is a blessing. As you often point out, we are a family. We're so grateful to be your parents and nothing makes us happier than calling you our son.

Love,

Mommy

Thoughts starting with the letter "F"

2011-10-10T23:08:00.000-04:00

Five years and a first: I had the awesome opportunity to argue at the SC Supreme Court for the first time last week. Great case and great time back at the place where my career began five years ago. As you can see, Nathan was there to cheer me on. Behind the cell phone camera was my encouraging and supportive law partner. And in the midst of everything was the calming presence of the Holy Spirit who kept my nerves in check after much prayer. Fun time but glad it's over!

Fun is also how I would describe the trampoline Ford got for his birthday from Mamaw and Papa. He jumps in the morning in his PJs (like the picture). He lays on it in the late afternoon and stares at the sky. He takes his toys out to it and plays make-believe. And I think if we let him, he would sleep on it.

Food: When it comes to a complete, well-rounded dinner, I have two requirements: sweet tea and something green. (Note that life has changed since 2007 when I shared my sweet tea recipe - no artificial sweetener and decaf tea bags instead of caf.) The problem with "something green" is that choices are limited. We keep up a good rotation of asparagus, steamed broccoli, brussel sprouts, green beans, etc. But a new idea is always welcome. That's why I was so excited to discover this recipe for Parmesan-Roasted Broccoli (via Barefoot Contessa). It's divine!

Fro Fro is still the name Ford has chosen for his little brother. If only his parents could come up with something better, but we can't decide. Decisions!

Festivities: Is it just me or was 80% of the population born in the Fall? We have had birthday parties (children and adult) every single weekend. It's fun and I especially love seeing the kids and parents from Ford's class outside of school, but it's exhausting!

Finally! That's probably the thought after my two-week blogging hiatus.

Inspired

2011-09-26T22:05:00.000-04:00

Exciting moments like this ...

... and gorgeous style like this ...

... plus festive decor like these ...

... make me love this season and inspire me to add a little fall to my life ...

... like these pumpkins and gourds on our dining room table.

Isn't Fall wonderful?!

photos courtesy of gamecocks online, tory burch, martha stewart, and my husband!

Lion King 3D

2011-09-20T11:00:00.000-04:00

Nathan and my mother-in-law took this happy boy to see the Lion King in 3D this past weekend. While I stayed home preparing tailgate food for Saturday's football game, Nathan kept me updated with pictures taken with his phone. Amused by the pictures, I could not wait until they got home so Ford could give me his impressions. Brimming with excitement upon his return home, I asked Ford what his favorite part of the movie was ...

"Killing the hyenas!"

Nathan and I stared at each other in amused shock. Killing the hyenas? Of all the endearing, entertaining, happy moments in the movie, he chose one of the most violent parts. Really? He couldn't choose Hakuna Matata? What about I Just Can't Wait to be King or even Are Ya Achin' for Some Bacon? Oh well ... boys will be boys.

And so it begins

2011-09-15T22:12:00.000-04:00

Ford with his buds at his first soccer practice

Having one son ensures years of sporting events. Having two sons ensures a lifetime of sporting events. It all starts this weekend with Ford's first soccer game and I could not be more excited. God knows what he's doing surrounding this former tomboy and current sports lover with boys!

We Found Out the Gender of Baby #2 ...

2011-09-13T22:38:00.001-04:00

.... and this song sums it up perfectly!

Image of Two and a Half Men Theme song

A Friend Who Sticks Closer Than a Brother

2011-09-12T20:55:00.001-04:00

Aside from short stints studying abroad in Scotland and working at a camp in California, the first 23 years of my life centered around Columbia, South Carolina. Family, friends, church, high school, college ... everything in the famously hot city. So when it came time to choose a law school, I decided to broaden my horizons, applying to Georgetown, Vanderbilt, Alabama, and Florida State before eventually deciding on Wake Forest. A small, beautiful campus under 3 hours from home with a top-rated law school was the perfect choice. But braving this new place on my own would present the typical challenges associated with being a stranger to a new city, new state, and new school.

It didn't take long, though, to meet Stephanie, a Winston-Salem native getting her Masters at Wake and attending the same church I was visiting. She was literally a Godsend. We bonded instantly over our common faith, interests, and experiences. And her family came to my rescue when my zany first-year roommate decided to drop out of law school and kick me out of the condo she owned (long story). I moved in with Stephanie's family and they kept me sane during the dreaded law school exams. Since graduating and leaving Winston-Salem, we have been separated by miles but have maintained a dear friendship. She was in my wedding and I was in hers. Her friendship has been a tremendous blessing from day one. So when she and her family recently flew from their home in Nashville for a vacation in Charleston, I jumped on the opportunity to see them.

Steph and I with our kiddos

Shaka, Stephanie, and Emma Ruth

(what a good looking family!)

Ford showing some love to Emma Ruth

(note her face - she wasn't so sure about her new friend)

Bewildered by Emma Ruth's rejection

But persistent nevertheless

And adorable Emma Ruth eventually gave in

We don't see each other often, but when we do, it's so sweet!

A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. Proverbs 18:24

Grandparents Day

2011-09-12T12:29:00.000-04:00

Grandparents Day at Ford's School 2011

Can you tell that he was absolutely tickled to have his grandparents come to school with him? Thank you Mamaw, Nina, and Grandaddy for your special relationships with our boy!

Marcus Latti-Ford

2011-09-08T13:15:00.000-04:00

We had a wonderful evening last night with our favorite little Gamecock who was dressed like one of our favorite players. After a quick dinner at home, we headed out for the first of many shopping trips for sports equipment. Our first soccer season is about to begin, so cleats and shin guards were on our list.

After no less than 15 laps around the track at Dick’s Sporting Goods, Ford assured us that his cleats are comfortable and help him run “really, really fast.” He is so fond of his new shoes, I believe he would have slept in them last night. In fact, there may have been a few tears shed upon hearing he could not wear them in the parking lot or inside the house.

After a quick trip to TJ Maxx for $8.00 Nike athletic pants (for chilly morning soccer games), there was only one thing left to do before we returned home… get milkshakes! The look of joy and pleasure on Ford’s face as he sipped his chocolate milkshake was priceless. I especially enjoyed hearing him advise me to take breaks from my shake so I wouldn’t get a “freeze” (a.k.a. brain freeze).

Getting milkshakes and cleats on a Wednesday night is nothing extraordinary. It’s like having a picnic dinner on the floor of the den while watching Toy Story or walking around the corner to our favorite pizza joint and coming home to swing on the playset. These ordinary events, however, take on a special meaning just because we are together as a family, witnessing our child light up at the simplest of joys. There’s nothing newsworthy about these everyday occurrences, but when I am old and my children are grown, these are the times I want to remember.

Baby Names

2011-09-01T11:15:00.000-04:00

At 15 weeks pregnant, we are naturally thinking about baby names round the clock. Ideas come and go and unfortunately, we have not been able to settle on any name as easily as we did with our first-born. The difficulty could be that we confine ourselves to so many rules. We are particular about the number of syllables, the popularity of the name, and whether the name derives from our families. Two years ago, I posted my rules for baby names. Nathan is not nearly so particular (in fact, he often laughs about me about my rules), but he agrees with me most of the time. Keeping these rules in mind, I was interested to find a baby name blog with some similarly interesting rules. "You Can't Call It 'It'" references 7 Deadly Trends which include:

The Mick Clan
Surname Names
Advent of Aidan
Hella Ella
Kraze
Substytutes
Geography 101

Although I don't agree with every point she makes (and especially find many of her name suggestions off the wall), I think this list is fairly comprehensive when it comes to baby name trends. However, I'm sure a Southerner could add a few "deadly trends" as well, as Southern baby names have characteristics of their own. Double names, family names (used over and over again by multiple family members), Juniors, Bubbas, etc., come to mind. I think these trends and traditions are truly fascinating and love having an excuse to ponder them for months to come.

Weekend Checklist

2011-08-29T11:05:00.000-04:00

Dinner with good friends who are also expecting and whose baby Ford has named Free-Free. (Goes great with our baby, Fro Fro.)
Riverbanks Zoo with Ford's best friend, Jackson, and Jackson's mommy.
Puzzles, books, How to Train Your Dragon, and superhero playtime.
Seeing both sides of the family and getting these two together.

31st birthday fiesta at Cantina 76 for friend, Angela.
Two wonderful church services and two opportunities to receive the Lord's Supper.
A new shower head in our lone bathroom. Bravo handy man Nathan and bye bye rain shower head.
More hype over our Gamecocks - NY Post: Spurrier has South Carolina in Position to Take Title.
And, last but not least, a couple good naps!

Happenings

2011-08-26T13:02:00.000-04:00

I love reading these type posts on other blogs because they remind me of reality television. They don’t require a lot of attention and are easy to pick up midstream.

However, I’m so tired of reality shows and miss genuine dramas and comedies, especially during the summer. I still contend that nothing will be able to replace LOST … oh, how I miss that show.

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In addition to a lack of quality entertainment, this summer has brought some pretty oppressive heat. You would think that as Columbia, SC natives, we would be accustomed to the heat and humidity. Instead, we are more sensitive to it now that we have a child who is cooped up inside far more often that we would like.

In light of the extreme weather we’ve had in both the summers and winters recently, Nathan has decided that moving north (i.e. NC or VA) is a good idea. He also mentions transplanting our family to a European country for the “adventure.” He’s a dreamer.

As soon as my adventurous husband walked out the door this morning, what did we find … an enormous, ugly spider in the dining room. Thanks to being a mother of a 3 year old, screaming, crying for help, and otherwise freaking out were not options. Instead, I convinced myself to be angry at this critter for invading my home and declared war on it. After 20 minutes of bug spray, trapping it under a glass, vigilant observation, and lot of paper towels, I won. But I never want to do that again.

I’m also okay skipping out on the frozen yogurt craze. After experiencing my first yogurt-and-topping-bar experience this week, I verified what I have suspected for a while. I lost my sweet tooth. Perhaps it has been replaced by a waffle fry tooth.

The trip to the yogurt place was so worth it, though, because I got to catch up with my dear friend, Beth, who was in town from DC. Beth holds two honors in my book. First, she’s the sweetest friend in the world. Second, she had the most fun wedding in the world. She is so missed!

Not Two Anymore

2011-08-24T10:11:00.000-04:00

My sweet, loving, energetic boy. He’s not two anymore. Nope. The summer came, his birthday passed, and a whole new phase began … the three-year-old phase.

We had been warned. Two, they said, is a breeze. Just wait until three, they cautioned. We did not doubt them. We relished in age two. It was delightful. It was almost too good to be true. All the while something was brewing over the third birthday horizon – a mix of independence, strong opinions, a stubborn will, a vociferous vocabulary, insatiable curiosity, and energy like we’ve never seen before. Yes, three is different. Three is worlds apart from two.

Of course, the sweetness is still there - the constant I-love-yous, the bear hugs, the “Daddy, you’re my best buddy in the whole world.” And the delightful boy is still there – the infectious enthusiasm, the unbelievable perceptions and discoveries, the giggles, and the constant entertainment from funny sayings and crazy dances. Age three, though, has added a new layer, one that is totally and completely natural for Ford, but entirely frustrating and confounding to us. Age three is certainly reminding us every day that parenting is the toughest, most rewarding job on the planet. We’re ready for the challenge. I mean, look at that face … how could we not be ready?

House Tour: the Lone Bathroom

2011-08-23T12:31:00.000-04:00

This is the point of the house tour (see here for kitchen and here for living room) that one might wonder how in the world we survive in such a small space. Some folks could not live without double sinks, or a separate shower and bath, or a separate guest bathroom. But here at the Stratpack casa, we make do with one basic full bathroom. (For the sake of full disclosure, there is a half bath off of Ford's bedroom which is never used).

A small bathroom does not require several camera angles, but it is helpful to know that there is a standard size, original tub/shower combo with subway tile on the right, and a large closet on the left behind the door which easily houses all of our stuff. As surprising as it might sound, sharing this small space has never caused a problem for our family. We are totally accustomed to it. It would be nice, though, to have a counter or some flat surface because things like makeup bags and hairdryers don't fit on the ledge of a pedestal sink.

A small bathroom ... just one of the many sacrifices we make for in-town living. But being 1 mile from my office, 2 1/2 miles from church and Nathan's office, and half a mile from Ford's school makes it all worth it!

Life According to iTunes

2011-08-22T13:55:00.000-04:00

A review of our recent iTunes purchases says a lot about our lives right now. Most recently, we purchased Life is Highway by Rascal Flatts from the Cars Soundtrack. The motivation for this purchase was Ford and his love of the movie Cars which manifests itself in the constant belting out of “LIFE IS A HIGHWAAAAYYYY, I WANNA RIDE IT ALL NIGHT LONG!” When this song comes on, we get one excited little boy dancing and singing his heart out, entertaining his mommy and daddy to no end. Well worth the $1.29 charge.

Next, we have All I Do Is Win by DJ Khaled. I purchased this song in preparation of football season. I first heard this song at the SEC Championship game in Atlanta. Auburn must have played this frequently last season because their fans went crazy when this came on. Perhaps we will do the same thing when we listen to it before games. If only our Gamecocks would win like Auburn did last year!

Finally, we have Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5. This is Nathan’s latest pick for work-out music. The man loves some upbeat pop music for his visits to the Y. Only problem is he left his iPod in his gym shorts. Then he threw his gym shorts in the dirty laundry. Then I threw the dirty laundry in the wash. Uh oh. Looks like someone won't be moving like Jagger for a while!

Recipe Standbys (w/ Nathan edit)

2011-08-19T12:10:00.001-04:00

Even though I have only desired potatoes, bread, and anything carbolicious for the past couple months, I have made a concerted effort to cook more for my family. This requires meal planning and regular weekend grocery trips (not to mention a keen ability to control my gag reflex). I try to add at least one new recipe per week from various sources: blogs, cookbooks, and Southern Living. This week's new recipe was PW's Beef with Snow Peas.

Photo courtesy of PW. Mine definitely did not look this pretty.

I was surprised at how quick and easy this recipe was and was delighted that everyone found it tasty and satisfying. Ford even went for the snow peas first and ate every single bite. Amazing! We'll be doing this again, especially when flank steak is on sale.

Of course, every night does not afford the time for new recipes. That's why the old standbys are so good. Lately, I've cooked two incredibly easy, tasty dishes from my mother's cookbook that are worth a try.

First, Stew Beef Casserole. This isn't actually a casserole as much as it is a stew you serve over egg noodles, rice, or mashed potatoes. All you need is 2 lbs. cut up stew beef and a can each of cream of mushroom, cream of celery, and french onion. Mix together in deep casserole dish and bake at 300 degrees for 4-6 hours (don't use a crockpot). You end up with a wonderful smell in the kitchen and a tasty dish of deep brown gravy with beef that falls apart with the touch of a fork.

Second, Italian Chicken (not sure that's the name, I made it up). All you need is chicken breasts on the bone, whole fresh mushrooms, cut up red potatoes, and a bottle of Italian dressing. Combine in casserole dish and bake covered at 350 degrees for about an hour. But first make sure your husband eats chicken on the bone (unlike mine)! Bon Appetit!

**EDITED to convey Nathan's reaction after reading blog post: (paraphrased) "Really liked that Chinese stuff but I thought those were green beans. And you're right ... yours didn't look like the one in the picture. Also, those recipes? Weren't you just throwing away the leftovers last night? Talk about gag reflex! I'm not sure those recipes are keepers."
My takeaways: Nathan doesn't like leftovers. Nathan still doesn't like chicken on the bone. Not everyone agrees with my tastes, particularly when my tastes involve comfort food in the middle of August. My appreciation for EASY tasty recipes is not shared by the adult in the home who does not do the cooking. Lastly, I should share his opinion before wholeheartedly endorsing recipes he apparently isn't crazy about. Thus, the edit!

Baby #2 for the Stratpack

2011-08-18T14:53:00.000-04:00

Was it a little odd that I was craving chicken noodle soup in the middle of this hot, South Carolina summer? that I was overly emotional on the first day of school? or that I was drinking a full sugar, caffeine-free coke first thing in the morning while on vacation?

There is an explanation ... I'm PREGNANT! We are so excited to welcome a new family member in February! The second trimester is starting and the three of us cannot wait to meet this baby. We are thrilled to share the news but first want to share our story. It's a story of two years of ups and downs, but the end is oh so happy!

It seems like yesterday I was enthusiastically announcing the upcoming arrival of Ford. I was 27 years old and we had been married for a year and a half. Getting pregnant with Ford was a wonderful surprise. We fell in love with our baby boy and from day one, we could not wait to have more children. But things didn’t exactly go according to plan. Months passed and any plan or dream I had for my family completely fell apart. (Referring to "my plan" because Nathan was much more easygoing and levelheaded!) There would be no baby in 2010. No baby by the time Ford turned two or by the time he turned three. No baby by the time I turned 30 or 31.

As the milestones continued to pass, I became an emotional basket case. When your desire to have another child and for your son to have a sibling goes unfulfilled for two years, the feelings of discouragement and despair can be overwhelming. Yet, there would be victory in the struggle because God was using this time to teach me quite a few lessons. First, He taught me that it's not about me - my plans, my happiness, my dream. It is about a faithful, holy, loving, mighty God who will stop at nothing to bring glory to Himself and to draw me closer to Him. Second, He is in control and His ways are perfect. It doesn’t matter how much I plan or how hard I try, I’m not in control. Third, I don’t deserve another child. I’m not entitled to happiness or a big family or anything else. Every good thing I have has been given to me out of God’s pure grace. Fourth, Scripture is my lifeline. If I don’t know God’s promises and attributes and if I don’t study His Word, then how can I trust Him? Fifth, as my dear friend MB reminds me, comparison is the thief of joy. Looking at my friends’ families or even comparing to my experience growing up is toxic. I had to put the blinders on and rest in God’s plan for my family, whether my children were two years apart or whether Ford ended up being an only child.

It took two years to begin to understand these lessons and more, but I would not have it any other way. I praise God for loving me enough to give me this trial. And I give Him all the glory because on Father's Day weekend, we found out that He answered our prayer and blessed us with baby #2. He is so good and so faithful!

Telling people about this pregnancy has been amazingly fun. Sharing answered prayers with people who have been praying for you and encouraging you for two years is incredibly special. The news has been met with cheers, screams, tears, thoughtful emails and letters, and plenty of hugs. It has been awesome. A heartfelt thank you to all of our prayer warriors and encouragers. We praise God for you.

Now why I am opening up about this? The number of women suffering from infertility and/or miscarriages is staggering. It is an enormous burden to bear on your own, yet you are terrified to speak of it. Were it not for an old friend who openly shared her infertility on her blog, I would still be having a lonely pity party for myself. She was open about what God had done in her life and her encouragement and advice sustained me. God so clearly used her to minister to me and I want to spread the ministry.

Now for the fun stuff ... Our due date is February 24th. The nausea, fatigue, and migraines have been just like my first pregnancy but much more difficult to handle. The main difference in this pregnancy is that I'm already showing and will likely need maternity clothes about 5 to 6 weeks earlier than with Ford. Speaking of Ford, he is so cute and so excited. He says he wants a sister and wants to name her Fro Fro. We're working on that. We will find out the gender in early October.

So that's our big news! And that's a small snapshot of the past two years of our lives. We are so grateful for this blessing and for the journey, not to mention our wonderful friends and family. Time to start picking out names and nursery fabric!

House Tour: The Kitchen

2011-08-17T11:25:00.000-04:00

Ah, the kitchen ... the heart of the home. We have a bit of a love-hate relationship with ours. Love: tons of natural light, hardwood floors, view of the street while washing dishes, real wood cabinetry, functionality. Hate: laminate countertops, lack of entertaining space, age and size of cabinets, lack of backsplash. Of course, we could change of lot of the cosmetics, but our goal in decorating our home has been to minimize the investment into things we cannot take with us. Solid surface countertops, for instance, would be great, but you can't take them to the next house. Painting the cabinets and adding accessories, though, has made a big difference.

The view from the mudroom/pantry side of the room to the dining room and living room. Cozy breakfast nook is all this family of three needs. Soft, long runner to provide respite from the cold hardwoods is all the dogs need as they perch and wait for food to fall. They are little scavengers, but they make cleaning up messes so much easier!

View from breakfast nook toward mudroom/pantry. Notice those windows above the sink - absolutely essential to my kitchen. I spend hours at the sink and counter. Having a window to look out is so much better than staring at a wall.

Close up of the plate rack. Finding plates that both fit and look good was impossible for us. That's why we hired someone to help!

These coastal watercolors were originally intended for the dining room to go above the high beadboard. When they didn't work in the dining room, we had to find another place for them. The look and feel just fits our house so well that they ended up in the kitchen.

Close up of the centerpiece bowl on our breakfast table. We love the color which ties into the rest of the house. The key to this area, however, was having our table painted and distressed. The plain white Pottery Barn finish was too sterile. As much as we like our new painted table, we've quickly realized that nothing stays pretty for long with children in the house. At least we like the distressed look.

Final shot of our kitchen. It's definitely not what you would get in newer construction or out in the suburbs, but it fits our in-town home. Although, I can't say that I don't dream about knocking down the wall on the right to take over a bedroom and create a big, open kitchen with a large island. A girl can dream, right?

It's hot outside?

2011-08-15T22:26:00.000-04:00

Cleaning out Ford's clothes to make room for his new armoire resulted in a pile of old winter stuff within reach of children and dogs alike. Andy the maltipoo thinks that the old winter gloves are his new toy. He roams the house with them in his mouth, whimpering until someone agrees to play fetch with him. Ford, on the other hand, took his old winter hat.

A woolly hat with ear covers - how appropriate for the middle of a sweltering South Carolina summer!

What made it even better was our dinner - hot, steamy chicken noodle soup!

I know it's crazy, but that's what I felt like eating one night recently and Ford wanted to share with me. He loves anything with noodles in it regardless of the weather.

Woolly hats and chicken noodle soup in 100 degree weather. Just another day in our household!

Music Man

2011-08-12T13:33:00.001-04:00

On three different occasions, I have been informed by three different teachers/directors at Ford's school that his affinity for music is through the roof. The melody, the beat, the groove, the lyrics ... he gets it all and he loves it. According to these folks, his enthusiasm during circle time songs or chapel music is unbelievable. It's so exciting to see your child's interests grow. We hope to encourage his love of music and performance and, in the meantime, enjoy little ditties like this one taken early one morning about a month ago ...

Home Tour Continues

2011-08-10T13:21:00.000-04:00

I recently blogged about our ever evolving living room and figured I would reveal the rest of the house while we're at it. Today will feature our dining room. It's smack dab in the middle of our house and has to be traversed to get to each of the other rooms. The durable seagrass rug is perfect for all of the foot traffic.

The table came with the house thanks to some negotiating with the sellers. The chairs were recently purchased from Pottery Barn but need a little tailoring - possibly trim around the bottom or back.

The drapes had been on my wish list for years and they were well worth the wait. The chandelier was based on inspiration from a magazine and dresses up the room nicely.

The most challenging aspect of this room is the tall beadboard. Artwork options are limited so we were excited when our designer found these. Now we just need to find a pretty platter to hang above our marble-top sideboard. As with everything in our house, it's a work in progress but we're getting close.

3rd Birthday Wrap-Up

2011-08-09T06:39:00.000-04:00

These pictures speak for themselves and what they're saying is the kids had fun! Cousins, church friends, school friends and the birthday boy ... everybody was happy and enjoying themselves. My Gym proved to be a great birthday party venue with the trampoline, ball pit, and zip line being the highlights. The staff also did a great job of keeping the kids entertained.

Birthday boy on the zip line

Cousin Reese with her cupcake

Blowing out the candles

Group shot

Buddies Wham and Ford

Puppet show

Dads

Trapeze artist

Moms

More moms

Cousin Ashton

Circle time

Sisters in the ball pit

3rd birthday party was a success. Thanks to My Gym and to all of Ford's friends for making it so fun!

First Day of School

2011-08-08T10:08:00.001-04:00

I’m having one of those moments. We watched Toy Story 3 last night and both got a little emotional when Andy grew up and went to college, leaving behind his beloved toys. The home videos of him as a child playing with Woody and Buzz may have brought a tear to my eye and resulted in an extra hug or two between Nathan and Ford. Perhaps watching this movie on the eve of your child’s first day in a new, older class is not a good idea.

Needless to say, it was no surprise when I got choked up after dropping Ford off this morning. New class, new teacher, new friends, new routine, new 3-year-old responsibilities like having your own backpack and putting it in the cubby yourself instead of mommy doing it for you. *sniff sniff*

I know this is not a big deal and trust me, Ford never saw me waver. Together we were excited for this new adventure. We prayed for a good school year and talked about all of the wonderful things that come along with being in the 3-year-old class. Things like the big playground, Spanish, and karate. It’s only when Ford is not around that I might shed a tear or two knowing this little “graduation” from the younger hall to the older hall is but the first of many steps towards independence. Some are small, like carrying your own backpack, and some are huge, like leaving for college. And though I’m sad that it seems like my son needs me less and less, I’m so happy for the boy he is becoming and so thankful to be his mother. 3-year-old class, here we come!

Birthday Party Set-Up

2011-08-03T22:33:00.000-04:00

This year's birthday party was quite different from last year's. Instead of a backyard feast with our friends, we made this year's party completely kid-oriented. Because we had purchased a My Gym party at a silent auction earlier this year, the location was easy to choose. Add in Ford's school and church friends, food and decorations and you have yourself a great 3rd birthday party.

The food: cupcakes (from Publix because I was not ambitious enough to bake them), fruit, goldfish, and a tray of Chick-fil-a nuggets. Goal was to satisfy both kids and parents and I think the goal was met.

Decor: thanks to Blue-Eyed Bride's recommendation, we had Sweet Birdie's Nest make all of the paper products - from invitations to a banner to cupcake toppers. They were amazing - so creative and friendly with really high quality products. I was so impressed.

Dino hats for all of the party-goers.

Also, big thanks to Blue-Eyed Bride for letting us borrow buckets. The girl has a plethora of bucket options and is clearly an experienced party-thrower. Thanks Erin!

10 minutes to set up? No problem.

Thanks to my parents, Nathan's parents, and Nathan's sister, Amanda, and our brother-in-law, Drew, for helping.

Party favors: Dinos for everyone and fairy wings for the girls (hard to come up with dino-related favor for girls).

Happy Birthday Ford banner.

This party was so much easier than having something at our house and I think the kids really enjoyed themselves. Photos of them in action coming soon...

The 3rd Birthday Begins

2011-08-01T09:44:00.000-04:00

We've been looking forward to this day for months.

July "Fir-tee-if" finally arrived and it was just as wonderful as imagined.

It started with a party at school. Here is the birthday boy with his good friend, Eden. Cutie Pies.

The following morning was met with great excitement as presents awaited and birthday cake for breakfast was requested (that did not happen although he did get sprinkles on his waffles).

Ford's birthday wish list included dinosaurs and cars. So that's what he got and he absolutely loved them.

It was a great birthday morning and the day only got better ....

Transformation

2011-07-27T22:11:00.000-04:00

Our house is around 1700 square feet. It was built in the mid-50s and purchased by us in 2007. In four years, we have painted and repainted, bought and sold furniture, upholstered and reupholstered. We just couldn't make up our minds when it came to our small space. We knew what we liked, but the execution was beyond our ability. It didn't stop us from trying.

Cue phase #1, circa March, 2007 - i.e. the week we moved in.

This look involved putting together our hodge podge of furniture the exact same way the previous owners of the house had staged their furniture. But dark walls from the previous owner and dark, bulky furniture makes for quite a drab room.

Cue phase #2, circa August, 2007 - six months after we moved in.

Some paint, some modeling after the Pottery Barn catalog and a major rearrangement of furniture resulted in this cozy space. We enjoyed this for quite a while, but it was still too dark for us.

Cue phase #3, circa I can't remember.

From gray to tan to white - can't get much lighter than that! We happily accepted my parents' old furniture after they remodeled their house. The dark leather couch and huge, dark chairs were sold and replaced with more cheerful colors. But the primary colors still fell short of our ideal room. (Note the Christmas-time pic so not a true representation because a chair, coffee table, and marble-top antique buffet had been moved).

Cue phase #4, present day Stratpack living room.

We finally gave in and hired someone to help us. An impartial outsider who could handle our fickleness. Step one was slipcovering the plaid couch and adding pillows. We also slipcovered our green chair and ottoman. We traded the living room rug for the neutral nursery rug and purchased a bow-front chest to anchor the room. A new chair, lamps, curtains and accessories completed the look. Oh, and we also moved the TV from above the fireplace so our favorite artwork could have a new home.

We are very happy and content with the new living room. Most importantly, it is light and airy. It's comfortable and soothing without being trendy or over-the-top. We have a feeling phase #4 might be the last one for quite a while.

And I couldn't forget our favorite portrait. A black and white composite of our special boy completes the transformation.

Shiner

2011-07-27T13:53:00.000-04:00

We are alive! A little bruised, but alive nonetheless. Busy work schedules, suffocating heat, and general malaise have made for a long couple of weeks. And then there’s the black eye. Incurred after falling on the playground and hitting a window sill, it has seemingly gone through every color of the rainbow. Most people say it looks like eye shadow, but we know better. Our boy has his first shiner!

Of course, he has handled it well. The wonderful folks at his school took awesome care of him until I could get there to take him home and dote on him for the rest of the afternoon. Since that day last Wednesday, he has proudly showed off his battle wound.

Stitches/glue and an ER visit at age one. Black eye at age two. I dare to imagine what age three will bring!

Our Trip to Litchfield

2011-07-17T16:22:00.000-04:00

We recently returned from our second trip to the beach. This time we ventured to Litchfield Beach with my parents who rent the same condo at Litchfield by the Sea every year. Aside from the stingray attack, it was great - good weather, for the most part, and lots of time swimming, collecting seashells, and playing. Here are a few takeaways …

The almost-three-year-old attention span never tires of the movie Cars. Ford would have watched “the race car movie” three times a day if we let him.
Coming in a close second to the fascination with Cars is anything having to do with pirates. Argh, Matey!

Sleeping by yourself in a strange bedroom with wacky shadows can be frightening. Thus, the shrill screams our first night there and the subsequent placement of Ford right between us in the queen size bed.
Sharing the bed with both Nathan and Ford resulted in a daily nap with Ford. Naps are heavenly, especially on vacation. After all, vacation is for resting.
Vacation is also for eating and man, did we eat … seafood, tomato pie, ham/mac&cheese/asparagus, BLTs, scrambled eggs. Then there were the snacks … MB’s Lakeside Salsa, chips, brownies, cookies, and little powdered donuts.
Little powdered donuts are dangerous.
But not nearly as dangerous as stingrays. While stepping out in the ocean together, Ford and Nathan had an unfortunate meeting with one of these creatures. We think Ford may have stepped on one and in retaliation/self-defense it attacked Nathan's foot. I've never seen him in so much pain. He tried to endure it but ended up going to the doctor for antibiotics and "loopy drugs". Needless to say, he was doing much better after the doctor's visit. We are just so grateful the stingray didn't get Ford.

Despite the scary stingray attack, Ford couldn't get enough of the ocean. But he didn't want to build sandcastles and he seldom wanted to swim. His main mission was collecting sea shells. He was so enthusiastic about the hunt and so proud of his growing collecting. Like his cars and dinosaurs, he would line them up and count them, admiring the big ones and wanting to carry them around in his pockets. Little guy just loves to collect things.

all photos courtesy of my mom (we took a vacation from our camera while on vacation)

Now we are all settled back at home and gearing up for a big 3rd birthday on the 30th.

Hilton Head: the Rest of the Pics

2011-07-08T09:09:00.000-04:00

So that our trip is forever etched into our memories via the blog, we'll finish up the Hilton Head pics and move on. No more beach pics until our next trip (actually, we have two more trips this summer, so lots more beach pics!).

Silly Ford pretending to fall asleep on the way down. The squinting eyes always give it away.

Me and my main little squeeze headed out to dinner.

Heading to check out the beach our first evening.

Chillin'

This is what I like to call super-dad in action. Rest assured, there were lots of giggles on the beach that evening.

Father and son. Doesn't get much sweeter.

And then there's mom, teaching a lesson about the tides. Probably went right over his head.

So he got back doing what he does best, playing and having fun.

Our Trip to Hilton Head

2011-07-06T12:08:00.000-04:00

Last summer, we started a tradition of taking family trips for just our small family of three. It started with Edisto and then there was Disney in the Spring. We continued the tradition with a trip to Hilton Head this past weekend. These little vacations are absolutely priceless to us ... the fun, the quality time together with no agenda or distractions, the adventure, the joy of experiencing new things, the memories. That's why taking trips as a family will always be a priority to us - even if it's just camping in the backyard! The most special part of any adventure is just being together.

And that's why Hilton Head was so fun. In fact, Ford had so much fun that the first thing he said when he woke up at home this morning was, "I wanna go back to the hotel." Us to, buddy! Without further ado, some pictures. In chronological order starting at the end of the trip (because that's how it uploaded) ...

Snacking under a towel at the kiddie pool, his favorite spot.

Leaping into the pool.

Gearing up to leap into the pool and probably proclaiming his kiddie-pool-prowess to any little tyke who would listen. We learned that humility is something we'll have to work on after watching Ford interact with other children at the pool.

But I'm sure that having two parents dote over you constantly doesn't help. Oh, the life of any only child!

But now it's time for this parent to dote over her parental cohort. Nathan is a superstar dad. On our trip, he constantly played with and entertained Ford and generally spent every minute with him. He was awesome. I hope that one day Ford realizes how blessed he is to have a father who loves him so much.

Starting our last morning at the beach with a truly American breakfast - powdered donuts, followed by an enthusiastic performance of "I am proud to be an American and live in the USA, hurray!"

Dinner out at the Salty Dog our last evening there.

Mmmmmm, hush puppies.

Family shot before dinner.

Hammock time near the beach.

Enjoying breakfast on the beach in the morning. Notice the coke in the background ... a healthy way to start the day!

Lounging ... isn't that what the beach is all about?

More pictures to come ...

Video Success!

2011-07-01T21:12:00.000-04:00

This goes with the previous post. Happy Birthday, Daddy!

33

2011-06-30T10:28:00.002-04:00

An unsuccessful video upload attempt will not deter me from an already overdue blog post. Along with the excitement of another Gamecock National Championship, we celebrated a special day this week. Monday was Nathan’s 33rd birthday!

The celebration started over the weekend when Ford serenaded us multiple times with the most precious versions of “Happy Birthday Daddy” that we have ever heard. (Alas, if the video upload had worked, I could prove it.) When Nathan awoke on Monday, he not only heard the birthday song again, but he also was surprised with his favorite breakfast, Starbucks and Chick-fil-a. In addition, Nathan received a gift that Ford was so excited to see him open because Ford was just convinced the red box with a big bow contained toy cars. The discovery of a new Southern Tide shirt was quite disappointing to the little guy. Nathan’s work hosted a little celebration for him, but the real fun came that evening at a dinner party with four couples.

Despite the birthday fun, Nathan was quick to recognize that we celebrated my birthday in Disneyworld, making his special day seem somewhat anti-climatic. Although I could not recreate fireworks at a castle, parades, and Disney cast members wishing him well all day long, I tried my best to make him feel special. However, the most important thing to Nathan is not gifts or grande mochas, but quality family time. That’s why I am so happy we planned a beach trip. A getaway to the South Carolina coast for the three of us is exactly what the birthday boy needs. And perhaps we can find him some new toy cars while we’re there!

Our Team

2011-06-28T12:34:00.005-04:00

We are so excited about our Gamecock baseball team's return to the National Championship series. Hopefully, we can win one more game and repeat as National Champions. In the meantime, I've enjoyed recalling the times we have seen them in action this year...

March 19th – Georgia

We took Ford to this game which means that we walked around and waited in line for the bounce house more than we saw the game. Baseball is a lot tougher to follow than basketball for a two-year-old. We’ll keep trying, though, and hope he catches on soon.

April 1st– Kentucky

Tickets to this game were my birthday present from our SEC championship game buddies, Lauren and Neal. (Stellar gift-giving skills, Lauren!) The four of us went out to dinner at Gervais & Vine before enjoying a Gamecock victory. I remember feeling chilly at this game. Now that it’s consistently in the upper 90s here, chilly spring evenings seem like a dream!

April 17th– Vanderbilt

My parents gave me two tickets to the game. Nathan was busy so I asked Lauren. Lauren was busy, so Neal volunteered to use the ticket. Neal and I watched a great game and another victory, then met our spouses and Ford for dinner afterward. Amazing game and gorgeous afternoon.

May 17th – UNC Asheville

This was the last regular season game and I went with my dad. We had dinner at Mellow Mushroom and continued the dad-daughter game tradition. Also, there was quite a storm before the game which led to a long rain delay. We stuck it out but it was nothing compared to the last game …

June 5th – Regional Tournament versus Stetson

I went to this game with my parents and sister. It was packed. It was exciting. And then the storm came. All fans were ordered to leave or take shelter immediately. We barely made it to safety before the “microburst” hit. 60mph winds whipping metal siding off buildings and throwing into the stadium is no joke. And the hail was insane. I’ve never been caught in such bad weather before. It was truly scary.

Now we’re just watching the games on TV and hoping for a repeat National Championship. It’s been a fun season!

*Photo credit here.

Cars

2011-06-26T19:20:00.011-04:00

We started with a dinosaur collection. Then our fascination quickly turned to cars. We take them from room to room, lining them up and counting them over and over again. We role play with them (I, of course, have to be the lone girl car because girls absolutely cannot play boy roles). Not surprisingly, Lightning McQueen is the favorite. In fact, the other day, my mother asked Ford who he was talking about and Ford said slowly and emphatically:

LIGHT

DON

QUEEN

He is serious about his cars.

So it was super exciting when Nathan (and the dogs) met us at the door Friday with a special surprise.

He had hidden two new cars in the kitchen and Ford was ecstatic when he found them.

He now has eleven cars to line up and count (if only he would stop counting "one, two, three, four, five, six, eleven ..."). He loves his cars and his father is a sucker when it comes to buying him more. In fact, sometimes I think he has more fun with new toys than Ford does.

But the new toys couldn't hold a candle to the excitement of going to see Ford's first movie in the theater - Cars 2. We had no clue what to expect with our little guy in a dark theater with loud noises, but he did wonderfully. He sat on our laps, took a bathroom break when he needed one, intently watched the movie, and grinned for the better part of an hour and a half. He was ready to go home with about ten minutes to go, but never complained or got scared. And now, thanks to the movie, Finn McMissile is the new favorite. Until we move on to the next toys ...

Fans

2011-06-22T18:31:00.002-04:00

With the Gamecocks' success in the College World Series, it seems like the perfect time to remember our trip to the SEC title game in Atlanta back in December. Why post pictures from December in the middle of the summer? Because we only recently got copies of the pictures from our friend. Better late than never.

This is Lauren and me with a look of sheer joy as we went to Atlanta without even knowing if we would find tickets and were prepared to pay a premium for tickets off the street when, much to our amazement, we were offered tickets at face value from fellow Gamecocks as soon as we arrived to tailgate. We were elated.

Me and the Mr. before the weather took a dip at our tailgate near the CNN Center.

Our crew: Nathan, me, Neal, Lauren, Rachel, and Lawrence. Die hard fans!

Another shot with Lauren and Neal. So excited to have season tickets with them for this football season. Can't wait!

Pre-game pose with Lauren. Not a bad seat in the house.

We were even excited about the band. I've never cheered so much for pre-game festivities in my life.

We knew we wouldn't find four seats together at the last minute, but the tickets we ended up getting were in the same section only a few rows from each other. Again, we were elated.

Elation lasted the first few minutes of the game and then we got creamed like every other team who played Auburn this year. We stuck it out before leaving for a night on the town. It was a great trip that we hope to do again soon. In the meantime, we're cheering on our team in Omaha!

Summer Fun at the End of the Day

2011-06-15T08:04:00.000-04:00

How do you end the day when you start with popsicles and sprinklers? You have your cousins over to splash around and stay for pizza and homemade ice cream.

Having older cousins is great because they teach you fun things like leaping into the pool.

And it doesn't take long at all to catch on.

Cousins are also probably the only people that cause you to giggle uncontrollably when they pour a bucket of water on your head.

And then there is the only slightly older cousin (if 8 weeks counts as older) who gets to ride the beloved tractor in the best display of sharing we have seen in a while.

Here are the onlookers of the tractor ride, cousin Ashlyn and Ford, cheering little Reese on as she, like her cousin Ford, makes circles upon circles around the yard.

Then there was no better way to end the night than ice cream on the step with sweet Reese.

A perfect ending to a great summer day!

Summer Fun Continued

2011-06-13T20:04:00.010-04:00

There's no better way to get the sticky off after a popsicle than to run through the sprinklers. Popsicle, PJs, and sprinkler all before 9:00 a.m.

When the sprinklers went off, it was time for the hose. And it was time for us to take cover!

Next thing we knew, the shirt was off and the soaking was on.

Let's not forget the back!

Oooooooo!

Thirst quenched.

Summer enjoyed to the fullest.

But the day wasn't over yet ...

Summer Fun

2011-06-12T22:02:00.009-04:00

It was low key weekend. Lots of time at home. Plenty of backyard fun, starting with popsicles.

Ford woke up early Sunday morning and before he asked for milk or even a waffle (his most favorite breakfast), he opened the freezer to check on the popsicles we made the day before. He was itching for a taste.

I told him he had to wait until after lunch. But as soon as he finished his eggs and toast, he was begging for one.

We caved. After all, the popsicle was simply frozen V8 juice. Plus, it was the weekend. Not to mention, it's summer!

So we all ventured outside in our PJs and enjoyed an easy breezy summer morning (well, maybe not breezy, but it sure sounds better than humid).

Even the dogs had fun, assuming their typical position at Ford's feet, waiting for an offering of food.

And before we knew it, Ford was soaking wet! Details on the dousing up next ...

Vroom

2011-06-09T20:57:00.004-04:00

The scorching South Carolina summer has not kept us inside, not with an active, exuberant little boy. We get home about 5:00 every weekday evening and our first destination (after a quick pitstop for milk - once called "meeeee-ulk" and now called "milky milk"), is the backyard. And lately, the first activity is the tractor - the beloved motorized toy brought by Santa months ago.

We recently changed the gear so it goes faster which is the key to circling the yard so many times there might be slight spherical tracks in our grass. There also might be dents in the front bumper considering our little driver's affinity for crashing. Hot summer evenings with the Stratpack ... doesn't get any better!

Please Pray

2011-06-07T08:43:00.002-04:00

I read this blog and it referred me to this report on the situation in the Sudan. It is the most horrifying news I have ever read. Simply atrocious. Please pray for these people under attack, particularly for the children. And spread the word, if possible. People need to know.

Garden Full of Goodness

2011-06-05T22:18:00.005-04:00

Despite trips to the lake, fun get-togethers with friends, and the constant cuteness of our almost three-year-old, the only pictures I seem to have taken lately involve Garden Full of Goodness Lasagna. So here goes ...

The finished product (note that I'm no food photographer so it doesn't look nearly as appetizing as it tastes).

Mid-process: Check out all of those veggies. Garden full of goodness, indeed.

Mid-meal: Ford wanted his picture to be taken as well. I don't blame him. Human subjects make for far more interesting photography than noodles and veggies.

But my little human subject needed some cleaning up, so I had to capture a second shot. If only he would have eaten the "garden" part!

Garden Full of Goodness Lasagna

2 c. thinly sliced zucchini

2 c. thinly sliced yellow squash

1 c. thinly sliced carrot (3 medium carrots)

1 c. thinly sliced fresh mushrooms

1 medium onion, diced

(I also added a whole bunch of asparagus and enjoyed the extra veggie)

1 (14-oz) can crushed tomatoes

1 (8 oz) can tomato sauce

6 oz. can tomato paste

¼ c. sliced fresh basil

2 cloves garlic, minced

1 t. salt

½ t. ground black pepper

1 (8-oz) pkg. cream cheese, softened (next time I'll either cut back on the cream cheese or replace with something else - maybe a standard ricotta mixture instead)

¾ c. small curd cottage cheese

1 large egg, lightly beaten

12 slices provolone cheese, thinly sliced

2 c. shredded mozzarella cheese

8 oven-ready, no cook lasagna noodles

Combine zucchini, squash, carrot, mushrooms and onion with water to cover. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat; reduce heat and simmer 10 minutes or until vegetables are tender. Drain well.

Preheat oven to 350.

Combine crushed tomatoes, tomato sauce, tomato paste, basil, garlic, salt and pepper in a medium saucepan. Bring to a boil, reduce heat and simmer 20 minutes.

In a medium bowl, combine cream cheese, cottage cheese and egg. Stir together.

Spread 1/3 of the tomato sauce mixture evenly over the bottom of a (sprayed) 13x9 baking dish. Place 4 lasagna noodles on top of sauce. Do not overlap noodles. Spread ½ of cream cheese mixture over noodles. Cover cheese mixture with ½ of the vegetable mixture, half of the remaining tomato sauce mixture and top evenly with 6 slices provolone cheese and ½ c. mozzarella cheese. Repeat layers with 4 noodles, rest of the cream cheese mixture, vegetables, tomato sauce mixture and remaining cheeses.

Place in oven for 35 minutes or until lasagna is hot and bubbling. Remove from oven and let stand 10 minutes.

Getting Out of a Rut

2011-05-21T21:43:00.014-04:00

When I glance over at the blog archive to the left, I see only 6 posts for April and a measly 4 (now 5) posts for May. Clearly, I am in a blogging rut. But it’s not limited to the blog. In fact, my whole life seems to be in a bit of rut lately. Instead of listing the numerous causes for said rut, I’m going to focus on the good stuff. For instance …

Even though we don’t have as many travel plans as I would like for the summer, we have wonderful opportunities to spend time with family in Litchfield, SC, and with friends for weekends in both Edisto, SC, and in the mountains of TN. Hooray for living within driving distance to so many great vacation spots!
We had parent/teacher conferences at Ford’s school yesterday and Ford got a wonderful report on his progress. Because he has such a late birthday, we are very aware that we might need to hold him back one day. But so far, he has kept up with the older kids very well. Also, he is proving to be a good little friend who doesn’t cause trouble. It’s so fun to watch his friendships grow as seen ...

at the BBQ Cook-Off with Catherine,

on a playdate with Wham, and

at Monkey Joes with best friend Jackson for classmate Laura's birthday.

We experienced our first Carolina Children’s Home BBQ Cook-Off this past weekend and it was a blast. Our dear friend, Robert, was competing for the first time and he won numerous awards. We went Friday night and took Ford on Saturday.

I am notorious for starting books and never finishing them, but last night I finally completed Sacred Marriage by Gary Thomas. We read this for my Tuesday morning accountability group. It had some good points, but I’m looking forward to moving onto our next study … Romans. Praise the Lord for girlfriends who encourage me to be in the Word.
After a discouraging Spring season, tennis has taken a turn for the better and it’s all thanks to our new instructor, George. Although I continue to be humbled by my complete lack of skills, I finally see some hope and I really want to stick with it.
Last but not least, my Gamecocks are SEC baseball champs! I have become the biggest baseball fan and it's so much fun to follow this team.

And now, I have another good thing to get me out of my rut ... I finally finished a blog post!

LOVE this age!

2011-05-17T11:23:00.003-04:00

BROCCOLI

+ BRACHIOSAURUS

= BROCCOLISAURUS

Ford's new favorite dinosaur.

Tuesdays

2011-05-11T10:27:00.003-04:00

Tuesdays have turned out to be rather special days for us here at the Stratpack. It starts bright and early with a trip to a nearby Panera to meet my accountability group. The four of us have been meeting every Tuesday morning for over two years. One very dear and sweet member left us when she got married and moved out of state last summer and another very dear and sweet friend has joined us in her stead. We are currently studying a book on marriage, but the main focus of our group is to pray for one another and to keep each other accountable. Thanks to Jenna, Rebecca, Angela, and Beth (our satellite member in D.C.), Tuesday mornings are always a treat.

Then there is Tuesday evening and what we like to call our Happy Hour and a Half. This is a family event with five young families from our church getting together for casual fellowship on a weekly basis. The rules are flexible: come if you can, host if you want, bring an appetizer and/or drinks if you feel like it. The husbands of this group are in a bible study together and this was their brainchild. We have loved spending time with these families on a regular basis and Ford adores playing with their kids. Thanks to the Hultstrands, Readings, Neelys, and Casons, Tuesdays always end on a fun note!

This is Ford canoeing with Scott and Molly on the lake where we had our fellowship last night. Not surprinsingly, he is always sad to leave our Tuesday evening festivities and often I am too!