We're playin basketball. She's all about her babies. To nap or not to nap. That is the question.
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Just some of my favorite basketball pictures from this season, so far. This one is of my nephew, Kaleb, catching some air. Basketball is great sport for Cameron to let out some of his aggression. I like this one because his feet aren't even touching the ground. And those are his 2 good friends, Russell (left) and Kasey (right).
"Daddy, do you think I'm going through puberty?"
My 9-year old (about to be 10) asks my husband the other night. What!!?!! "What did you say?" I asked. The first of many conversations that I just wasn't ready for, not yet. And while my husband told me what they talked about, how he explained to Jackson what this meant and what happens when a boy goes through puberty, I couldn't help but realize the fact that he went to my husband about this. He's always been a momma's boy. My mini-me. We talk about everything. Of course, he hates it when I even mention girls to him, but we talk about everything else. I guess I can't expect him to come to me about boy stuff. After all, I'm a girl. (Although I am a nurse and can probably explain puberty better than Daddy, but we won't get into that.) It's obvious he felt comfortable going to his father about this, and that makes me so happy. That's how it's supposed to be. But wait, this is yet another sign that my little boy is growing up. And that makes me happy and sad all at the same time. I wish I could seriously freeze time. He's such a great age right now. Semi-independent. Semi-responsible. Yet, still a bit naive and just enough little boy. Still likes cuddling and needs his mommy when he's sick (although one thing I'm learning about boys is that they never outgrow this). And he still thinks the sun and moon revolve around his parents. I don't have to worry about girls breaking his heart. Or getting cut from the high school baseball team. Bad grades and drugs. Self-esteem fears. All he cares about right now is his video games, his family, whether it might snow tomorrow and school will get canceled, and, well, that's about it.... {19/365}: One of those rare moments when they are getting along. Makes my heart happy. {20/365}: Her "funny face". And Daddy dressed her. But she did put on her own socks (which are actually Sydney's).
Some days, I realize that night that I forgot to take a picture that day & I'm scrambling to come up with something. Other days, I have more than one picture and I can't decide which one I want to use!!
Only week 3 but still having so much fun with this. {12/365}: Back at it, first thing in Sunday morning. Those rubber band bracelets. Who would've guessed this would be such a big hit. Was reading an article from one of my favorite writers/bloggers, Lisa Jo Baker, and it provided me with some inspiration today, as well as encouragement. The article you can read here. She writes about her difficult experiences often with one of her challending children, and of course it reminds me so much of our struggles with Cameron. This kid.... We've struggled with Cameron for the past 5 years. He was a great baby, but terrible 2's turned into terrible 3's and then terrible 4's. He was what most people would describe as "strong-willed". I tried it all - spanking, time outs, reward boards. I read books (The Strong-Willed Child by Dr. James Dobson, among others). I could not figure out what we were doing wrong with him. I was convinced somewhere along the way, we had slacked in some department. He was so different from his mild-mannered, quiet, well-behaved older brother. It never crossed my mind in the beginning that they could actually be two entirely different individuals with two very opposite personalities.
Don't get me wrong. Cameron is truly a very sweet kid. He can be very loving, endearing, and sympathetic. He is great with his little sister, and I know he looks up to his big brother. He does great in school, which I'll admit did surprise me in the beginning. When he first started school, I was sure he was going to drive his teachers crazy and distract his classmates. In that regard, he has totally surprised me. He was deemed by his teachers as a sweet child who worked hard and was very compassionate with his classmates. His first grade teacher loves him. She told me at our first meeting, "I wish I had a lot more Camerons in my class." My reaction - she can't possibly be talking about my Cameron. Not only does he rarely get in trouble, he is at the top of the charts on a regular basis with his behavior. |
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AuthorMy name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story. Categories
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