Monday, November 11, 2013

Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to Me (Year Two).

Leading up to this second anniversary of our shared birthdays, I thought a lot about how to make sustainable birthday rituals for us.  I really wanted to have something special that we do every year to celebrate how lucky we both are.



It's hard to think through what a two year old, a 22 year old and hopefully an 82 year old will always be able to do together.  The answer came in a very simple way.  Friends of our family are having their sixth and seventh kids this fall and winter. The first was born shortly before our birthdays and the second will be born around Christmas (biological and adopted). I wanted to bring a meal for them between babies and the only date that was open was 11/11.

I realized this is something we can do every year - some bit of service in gratitude for sharing this day, our lives and our blessings. This year it was quick and simple, maybe when you're older we can do grander things, but the idea is that no matter how old we are, we can always share the chance to do something nice for someone else.


In my life, there has never been anything I wanted more for my birthday than you. I'm sure that will feel overbearing some years, but its the truth.



What can I tell you about your two year old self? Well, first of all, everyone agrees you have more energy and enthusiasm than just about anyone alive. You are more physical than your siblings were at this age.  You could get in and out of your crib easily by the time you were 15 months. You are a climber, a runner, a smiler and a jokester. This summer at the cabin you were like a spectator sport for the whole family.  Watching you run around, swim and climb was entertainment for the crowd.

Everyone remarked about how "busy" you were - I couldn't take my eyes off you for two seconds or you'd be off.  Your siblings took precious care of you and helped corral and contain you as best they could. A favorite pass time was balancing on the upside down canoes near Cabin 4 - at 18 months old you could crawl up on them and race back and forth enjoying every one's admiration of your coordination.

But everything you do is with a smile and a laugh. You got into a fair amount of trouble between one and two years old.  You spent your share of time sitting in "the naughty chair". And we all agreed it was because your gregarious and devilish smile made it almost impossible to discipline you! If you didn't listen when I called you, you immediately hugged my neck and smiled when I finally caught up with you.

You have given me a real run for my money at times, which my whole family has enjoyed immensely.  But now at two, we seem to have crossed one of those invisible lines. You are an early talker. We can now understand so much of what you want us to know and that has made a huge difference in our lives. You don't need to run ahead to show us, you can just tell us what you want us to see or do.

You can sit through mass quietly now. You love stories and your sibling enjoy cuddling you and reading you all sorts of books. It's not surprising that you love Curious George, all the Sandra Boyton books, Dr. Suess and especially anything having to do with Super heroes. You talk about Batman, Spiderman, the Hulk and your favorite Ironman all the time.


I am often amazed at your memory. I had planned a trip to Choo Choo Bob's when we got home from the cabin and we when pulled up in front the friends we were meeting had to leave unexpectedly. So I scratched the trip. Every time we drive by now, you say: "Choo Choo Bob's next time?" I can't imagine another toddler who could connect a storefront to a missed play date. I hope you're not disappointed when we finally go there today.


You've been such a blessing to our family. You adore Grandpa Dan and I cannot tell you how that makes me feel. We go see Grandma and Grandpa a few times a week and every single time you squeal with delight when we pull in the drive way. You run in the door hollering "Gamma, Gammpa!" until they hug you. It is such a precious gift.

Seamus and Finn are so good to you.  You get into their Lego's and projects all the time and I am always amazed at their patience with your toddlerhood. It is as if they understand that it will be all too short.  You sneak into their beds in the morning to cuddle and ask for a story - they always oblige and I know enjoy it as much as you do.

Mary Jeanne likes to be a little mother to you. Now that she's reading too, she'll grab books and set up in front of the fireplace to sing you songs and read to you. Whenever she has a friend over, you get absorbed into their play.  She likes showing you off to her friends and she doesn't mind you crawling through their playthings.

Dad likes to think of himself as a pretty structured disciplinarian, but he melts with your jokes, giggles and smiles. He treasures alone time with you  - you love going on errands or runs with dad.

There is something about you that feels boundless and joyful. Even when you're sleeping you seem to exude happiness.

On our birthdays aunt Mary brought us coffee and treats, we dropped off the meal, headed to the zoo and enjoyed a day just the two of us. For dinner Grandma and Grandpa, Nicky, Lizzie, Kerrie, Winsors, Pat, Dee & Andrew all came for dinner. We enjoyed good food and lots of loud laughter.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Thomas. You continue to be such a precious gift. We love you more than you'll ever know.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Halloween

Paula was so amazed I got dressed up!


The family at Nick & Erin's house.

We had a fun Halloween this year. I got up early to make a healthy breakfast for everyone since I knew it would be a long day, and for the first time (Paula was so proud), I got into the spirit and dressed as a mean, green running machine. You were all so hopped up getting your costumes on that it took a few walk-bys before you realized I was in costume. 


























After drop-off I ran nine miles with a fun collection of other mother runners. We've agreed to do it every year from now on.  So much fun.







Tuesday, October 22, 2013

New Jersey/New York Get-a-Way

This year we took the whole family over MEA weekend to visit the East coast relatives.  Grandma Barbara has a wedding in the Kelly family and so we jumped at the chance to see her and the extended family.  We started the trip with a visit to Manhattan. James has a work conference and we took the opportunity to enjoy the city.

We got in very late the first night and didn't get to bed until after 2.  The next day James worked and the kids and I hit Central Park and the Zoo, Rockefeller Center, and Times Square.  Thomas gave us all a run for our money.  He never napped and therefore fell apart at the end of the day. I know, I know, what was I thinking? This trip was probably the peek of Thomas's terrible twos - and as much as we loved him - I think Seamus and I in particular got very close to the end of our ropes. When we met James back at the hotel - Seamus and I took a walk on our own to clear our heads and just get a brake.  We toured the Central Library and held hands walking through the city. He seems so old now - I was grateful for a break from the terrible twos, but mostly I enjoyed having some quiet time with Seamus. It's so much fun to love being with your kids.

Before we headed down to New Jersey we went to battery park to sketch the State of Liberty. We talked about Uncle Walt and all the trips James got to take out to the statue.
























Wednesday, October 16, 2013

More New Jersey Relatives!

The best part of this trip was seeing all the relatives. We saw big group of the Flemmings as well as many of the Doughertys. Kids got a good taste of hanging at the boardwalk because Grandma rented a beautifully renovated house right on Ocean.

We also had a chance to visit Aunt Mary Jane Farrell for an afternoon and she enjoyed the kids and the chaos. She passed away a few weeks later and so we are forever grateful for that last wonderful afternoon.





















Monday, October 14, 2013

Twin Cities Marathon - Photos & Recap

The marathon ended up being one of the more fun days of our lives.  As much as I was worried about it in the days leading up, by the time we loaded up into the car early Sunday morning, I felt excited and happy.  Erin drove Angie, James, Matt, Therese and I to the Dome and as we walked in the first door we ran into Chrissy and Mary. Of all the thousands of people, we happened to be in the right place at the right time.

I didn't know Mary or Chrissy well at all, but we had talked on the phone the day before and thought that maybe we'd try and meet up and start the race together. I typically don't like to run with other people, I find myself worrying about pace, but I thought it would be a fun idea to at least catch up at the starting line.

We headed over to the start and James and I said goodbye. The ladies and I meandered our way to the last corral and from that moment on I don't think we stopped talking until around mile 14. And even after mile 14 we still chatted quite a bit, but we were settling into the work at hand.

James crushed his Boston Marathon qualifying time by 5 minutes. My favorite part of the whole marathon was telling my running partner Therese as we were passing mile 16 that I bet James had finished the marathon already and I was guess he finished in 3:04.

I ran mile 16-19 on my own thinking about James and how grateful I was that we had decided to do this race. Around mile 20 Therese and I reconnected and we ran the last six together. I'll never forgot that experience of running those, hard, hard miles with someone else. The gift of getting to share the work as well as being with Therese as she did this for the very first time, it was beyond cool. We appreciated all the spectators, Laura brought the kids, Paula & Nancy, Carl & Meg, Renee and of course Bridget Ling.

Therese and I crossed the line exhausted, smiling, grateful and holding hands.

When we saw James, he told us that he qualified and I ask his time. Therese couldn't get over that I'd guessed right.

James ordered us burgers from the Blue Door and we had a beer and a rest in the afternoon.  Poor Matt had to drive half way home that day - we tried to get him to spend the night but to no avail.

The next day Laura took Thomas and James and I did a little shopping and got massages. We were sore but not miserable - and we both felt uninjured so that was a relief. I don't know when or if we'll run another, but I am so grateful that we saw this through.  I felt so ready to quit training when my dad had his Aneurysm, but looking back I feel as though the preparation helped me with the endurance that those few weeks required.


James almost killing the runner in front of him.

Running toward a Boston Marathon qualifying time.

Matt, James and I at the finish.

Mary, Chrissy, Therese and I at the finish!

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Smiling at mile 22!