Friday, March 7, 2014

Space

Today Griffin said, "Mom, wouldn't it be just so great if we could have a house.
A real house with space and we can have lots of guests?".

That hit me so hard. 
So much has changed for us in the past year and a half and I thought Matt
and I were the only ones having to "deal" with this small apartment. 
I've worked really hard to make this apartment feel like a home and I think I just
assumed that most kids don't feel "space". I thought Griffin just saw this place as his home.
And I was wrong.

 Maybe he hears me talk of my dreams to Matt. 
My dreams of a place for Griffin to run and play.
Space to create and craft.
Space for Jasper to roam.
Space for Matt to build things with Man Tools.
A space for guests.

I guess I need to speak less of my dreams and more of our realities when Griffin is listening.
Our reality is we have everything we could possibly need within the walls of this tiny space.
There's barely enough room to fit two people in the kitchen to bake cookies
but there's room.
There's barely enough room for dance parties
but there's room.
There's barely enough room to run and play outside
but down the hill a ways there's room.
There's barely enough room for all of us to play in the living room together
but there's room.
There's barely enough space for both boys to share a bedroom with space to play
but there's room.

Because there's a time in I think everyone's lives where they have to learn to let go of what
doesn't matter and learn about what truly does matter.

For us, right now, this tiny space will suit us just fine.
And when we are ready to spread our wings and fly, God will provide the wind.

This is what I must teach Griffin.
I love the little ways that he teaches me by me having to deal with my demons
in order to teach him.

Little stinker.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Project *JOY*, Week 8

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner is still
my favorite times of the day with him.
It brings me so much joy just to sit and watch him.





Sunday, March 2, 2014

Instant Happy

After reading this post from Meg's blog I knew Griffin would love these.
So we made them. 
Pretty self explanatory.
Good stuff. 
I hot glued the Popsicle stick stars to some baker's twine and I strung some up in the 
boys' room and some up in the living room. 
Instant happy!
Get your craft on!

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

*Project Joy* Weeks 4, 5, 6, & 7

So yes.
A little bit of catch up.
Here are my joys from these past few weeks.
Peaceful naps
Hairs!
My nook. This little spot on the couch is where I crochet, edit pictures, blog, read, and generally relax. 
Everyone needs a nook.

Teensy crocheted balls
Jasper giving me the business during an impromptu Valentine shoot.
New fishy friends. Teepee and Sammy.
Teepee was only with us for a few days before passing on.
Talks with Griffin about tomorrow not being guaranteed is not a joy for me.
But the tender heart of my child is.
Him.

Oh happy day!

 

Friday, February 7, 2014

Scar

A few days before Christmas, I let Griffin do laps 
up and down the hallway to burn off some energy.
He tripped into his room and split his eyebrow open 
on his loft bed post. 
In 5 years, that was the first moment my heart plummeted into my stomach. 
Luckily my mother hadn't moved to Texas yet. 
She came right over to stay with Jasper (who was already down for the night) while we 
took a trip to the ER.
Three stitches.
Griffin lived up to his name and was a total Rockstar while enduring the shots (which went deep into the open wound) and stitches.
It has been a few weeks since the final butterfly strips fell off.
I've got to admit.
I was freaked out about "MY BABY'S BEAUTIFUL FACE"!!
But nothing has changed.
He's just as handsome.
If not, more so now.
I got a glimpse of what he is like under pressure.
When he knew that something had gone horribly wrong, he was uncontrollable.
Then I started counting.
So did he.
By #4, he was calmly ticking off numbers without even a whimper.
My son amazes me.
So here he is.
The new
and improved
Griffin Rockstar Allen.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Project JOY *Week 3*

A little late for week 3 but hey...
Only one picture pretty much summed up last week. 
Teething.
Jasper finally had his first tooth pop through.
It was a rough week for him. 
For me too.
This little furrowed brow was all I saw for an entire week.
Cutest furrowed brow EVER.

It is truly my joy to be able to stay at home during these milestones.
There are rough days.
Rough weeks.
But I'm here for every second of it and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

*Project JOY* Week 2


An Instafriend and Facebook friend of mine, Mia, has challenged
anyone who wants to participate in a 52 week photo challenge. 
It's all about joy. 
Finding joy in the big and the small of our days and capturing it all. 
But for me personally, I'm not going to limit how many photos I post each week. 
I know the idea (for me) is to get out that big girl camera and use it more
but I find that if there are too many parameters set, I tend to burn out quickly if there's one time I fail to live up to the expectations.
So, some weeks I may post one photo.
Some weeks 20!
But I do like this project. 
Finding the joy in all situations is an amazing challenge for us all. 
Week 1 was last week and I just posted 2 photos to my personal Facebook page. 
But I think it's good to fold this challenge into this space. 
My little slice of the Instaworld.
Our apartment is small with little to no source of natural light. 
It has kept me from capturing our days with anything more 
than my cell phone camera.
That's another reason why I like this challenge.
It forces me to stray from what I would consider perfect and 
get these moments documented.
So, here you have it.
 The way he notices me taking pictures of him now and he 
charges the camera at warp crawl speed.
 The way they interact with each other. Jasper thinks that Griffin is pretty much the funniest thing known to man. 
Griffin thinks the same.
It's a match made in Heaven.
 The way he crawls.
Period.
 This.
 The way he drools on EVERYTHING now that he's teething.
And the way even his pained faces can look so ding dang cute.
The flushed cheeks of a teether.

Won't you join us in this challenge?
I know there are so many of them out there. 
But I'd love to see your JOY too!

Oh happy day!