Tuesday, December 31, 2013

One year ago

One year ago I had 2 elementary age kids and a baby.

Now I'm the mother of a middle schooler. He's dangerously close to his teen years and my anxiety is creeping in. All while zero signs of babyhood remain in Stella.

One year ago I was so nervous that Holly wanted to audition for the very elite company at Nebraska Dance. I didn't think she was ready and my heart was already in pieces.

Now she gets to be a part of the amazing new program, Core, for 3rd and 4th grade.  She loves every single second she's at dance and has made lifelong friendships I could only dream of having at her age.




One year ago Stella was barely talking. She didn't string words together to form sentences and she was incredibly shy.

Now she is the house tattletale. Or as Aunt Mandy calls her, "the house reporter." Which is really just a nice way to say tattletale.  Her voice is loud and deep and she tattles talks all the time.  Her raspy deep voice is my favorite thing in the whole world.  Even if she does "report" our every move.



One year ago Sammy wanted to play every sport  possible. He couldn't get enough. Football, basketball, baseball, cross country, golf, swimming. He wanted to do it all and didn't understand why he couldn't.

Now he wants to be playing baseball 365 days out of the year.  He's committed to doing what he needs to so he can play baseball through high school. It warms my heart (and my schedule) to watch him mature into such a cool kid.


Has anyone seen the baby on that mug?

One year ago I had two crazy funky SINGLE little sisters.

Now I have a brand new bro and get to share the wonderful journey of marriage alongside one of those funky gals.  #staylittleforeverred





One year ago I didn't know what 2013 would bring. We were open to pretty much anything and gave up everything.   We positioned ourselves to prosper and asked God to do his best work in us.

Now I'm confident in 2014. I see changes and  blessings and  a stronger Cobb mob.  Now as God starts to reveal direction to our future that we couldn't have planned better ourselves, we couldn't be more ready.  NO I AM NOT PREGNANT.

We are eternally grateful for the last year of our lives. Potentially the most significant year we've ever lived.  We will always ALWAYS look back on 2013 and smile. It's was a journey God always intended to take us on. It was an adventure. We are now prepared to take in all of 2014 with humbled hearts. My eyes well up with tears even now just thinking about Gods work in us.

Happy new year to you! Happy new year to us!

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Christmas 2013

After 4 days full of Christmas celebrations, things are temporarily settling down.

Santa came and conquered and we gave Jesus one heck of a birthday bash.  It was filled with family, fun, food, presents, Apothic, and the first annual dance wars.

*follow our dance wars videos via Instagram @missycobb and our friendly competition @danyellestevie

Just like every other year, this was Sammy and Holly's best Christmas ever and Stella has quickly caught on to the magic of Christmas.  The weather has been beautiful since December 25th so hoping that means we are getting the opposite of last winter.  Remember?  The winter that lasted till May.  Or did you block it out just like I tried and failed?

Anyway.  Chirstams photos:



Before going any further, I should inform you of a minor camera tragedy that I still don't completely understand.  All I know is that I lost most the pictures I took but my camera is totally fine.  You're going to have to use your imagination....

On the Eve of the Eve we had our annual Munnelly/Cavanaugh party and Stella participated in the ghetto but adorable Christmas pageant.  She was an angel and somehow ended up the leader of the group circling around sweet baby Jesus.  She REALLY held up the line until finally getting lapped several times.  Mama's little slowpoke. Can you picture it?

Christmas Eve starts early with the Mickells gathering.  Always a fan favorite.  Stella got lots of dress up stuff and the target snowman cup she's been wanting for a month.  Sam got a NEON hoodie that he threw on immediately and Holly got cute clothes and stilts (!!!!).  If you know Holly at all, you understand that she's been giving me minor heart attacks every day since opening those stilts.  Santa showed up with gifts and I took pictures that later disappeared in the wind.

We then went to my favorite Christmas Eve service EVER and Alli Bryant killed the vocals on 'O Holy Night.'  Ya da bomb, girl.  #chills.

We rolled the night out by having fun with the Munnelly crew.  Everything about Christmas Eve was perfect except that Gage had the flu.  That part was a total bummer. 




Christmas morning was one we'll never forget.  We had a blast sharing it with the Mixan's.

11 stockings were hung by the fireplace with care

We opened gifts together, ate breakfast together and drank hot chocolate by the fireplace.  And we did it all before 8am.  






After about an hour of watching the kids play with their new stuff and listening to Mayzie crush it on her new Karaoke machine, we headed over to grandpa and grandpa's house for brunch and more presents.  We had a great day and were so happy to have spent it with everyone.  It's the first year that Uncle Tommy and Aunt Betty were here with their kids.  They are officially moved homaha!

The day after Christmas, we celebrate with my mom's immediate family.  We ate my favorite meal of all time, Corn Beef and Cabbage and we were all surprised with a family Mahoney trip this summer.  It was a great ending to a great Holiday.


A girl after my own heart. 
Well, those pictures made me smile all over again.  Hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas. We are so thankful that Jesus came on the first Christmas to save us! Happy birthday, JC.

Now we ring in the new year! 2K14, I love you already!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Inside the Circus: Part 3

Apparently I've lost my knack for blogging.  I've also lost my knack for exercising and eating healthy.  I was totally on a roll there but I figure at this point, I might as well finish 2013 with a belly full of sugar and spice and everything nice.

I actually love blogging so I'm not real sure why I've fallen off the train.  Maybe it's just that everything I would write about seems so insignificant in the grand scheme of things.  So?  After 3 attempts to write about insignificant topics, I've deleted my drafts and landed on what you really want to hear.




Last week marked one year since we moved into the 11 ring circus.  It's mind blowing how fast a year goes.  We have already started plans to move up and out but I think we can all agree that 2013 is a year to remember.  It's amazing that when you pack away all your possessions, how much thicker God's presence is.  Most of our stuff is in storage and we haven't even seen 80% of our belongings for a year.  All that's left is what matters.  What REALLY matters.  Each other, clothes (cuz without them we would be naked) and beds to sleep in.  (and a TV to watch Scandal)  

We felt God's push to move in with my sister's crew and when things starting happening super fast, we were confident that God had plans that would eventually make sense.  We knew the obvious: we would save loads of money and we would have loads fun.  We knew there would be struggles:  parking on the street, kids fighting, unending laundry, etc.  What we DIDN'T know is all the behind the scenes stuff God had up his sleeve.  How He had plans to change our hearts and develop our kids' character into something beyond what we are capable of.

We didn't know that Mandy and Mike would be led to homeschool Melrose or that Mike would get back into teaching.  We also didn't know that God would provide a new job for Gage that would change the course of our future in amazing ways.  He's planted new dreams and is paving the way for them to be fulfilled.  We had no idea that Sammy and Holly, being the oldest, would be so humbled and eternally grateful for such small things.  They are living in a world filled with greed and envy at every turn but this last year has changed their hearts.  It's something that no amount of "BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT YOU HAVE" talks could cure.  My heart for them is to be humble and God did that in a way only he could.    They are super cool kids and I'm so honored to be their mom.





I've talked forever about how badly I want twins someday and I had no idea that God gave them to me already in the form of Stella and Mayzie.  I know I've joked about how I want to take Mayzie with us when we move out but I'm like 75% serious.  Her and Stella's relationship is the most precious thing I've ever seen in my life.  Mayz gets the first spendy at the Cobb's house.




The 4 of us adults have talked for the last year about how we need to write a "you know you live with 11 people when..." list so I promise to get something going here soon.  Also to come?  A video blog.  Part 4 of Inside the Circus will hold plenty of entertainment.


Super sorry about the Halloween pics that are 2 months late but can we all just agree that this was worth the wait?

Lately I've been overwhelmed with how many hits CobbMobb has been getting.  I don't even have that many friends so I feel I owe it to the blogosphere to write more.  Perhaps, a deeper look into the kids' personalities and conversations.  In fact, just the other night Gage said he would hate to go head to head with Marlow in an orange juice drinking competition which gives me an idea!  I'm creating the bracket in my head now.  

Until next time!  



Monday, November 25, 2013

Thanks

November.  It's the season of thanks.  I'm thankful for everything you're thankful for.  Ya know, family, friends, health, etc. Aren't we all?  Of course!

When I started to really dig into what thanksgiving means, it started to feel like so much more than the obvious.  Free dictionary.com defines thanksgiving as a celebration of acknowledgment of divine favours.

Divine is one of my favorite words.   Ever since I read my first Fancy Nancy book. It means sacred.  Set apart.  The word "celebration" represents something worth remembering and "acknowledgment" is the act of recognition.  And my favorite part: favour.  Favour is a formal spelling of "favor" but has the same meaning.  I looked it up...it's British.  The Brits are always fancier.

Anyways, I believe that from time to time, we are handed gifts from God.  Not because we did anything to deserve them because let's face it, we don't.  We are just handed things because he loves us.  Sometimes I will buy something to surprise my kids simply because I want to see the excitement on their face.  I think most things in life we have to work for, but sometimes we are given favour.  Like favors, but from the Lord.

SO, this Thanksgiving, my eyes are opened.  I see all of God's favour over my life and acknowledge all He has graciously provided me.  I don't deserve any free gifts but I think He likes to see the excitement on my face too.

I'm super pumped to eat turkey with my most favorite people and celebrate this life with them!  And when the green bean casserole settles and the pumpkin bars are gone, buckle up.  Santas got big Black Friday plans.




"Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is Gods will for you in Christ Jesus." 1 Thessalonians 5:18

Monday, November 18, 2013

Impressed

Hi Omaha!!! I'm writing because I'm super proud of us today.  We have a spectacular city that keeps getting better and this past weekend was arguably one of the best I've ever had.

The Gretna outlet mall has opened for business and it's amazing.  It's been open for 4 days now, I've already made 2 trips there and have bought a total of zero things.  Never mind the fact that the lines were so long to GET INSIDE the stores, I saw lots of other people buying great things!  I'll totally be back and promise to contribute to the revenue.  I heard the mall made over 1million the first day!  Go O! (G).



What's even cooler than that?  The dinner detective!  Gage and I went to the Dinner Detective on Saturday night and it was FOR SURE the best date we've ever had.  It is exactly what its sounds like and my face hurt from laughing.  Once you get past the police tape and sit at your table, you write down a fake name on your name tag and TRUST NO ONE.  You have no idea if the people at your table are dinner guests or actors.  There is a fake murder, comedy, and prizes.  There is only one official winner of the entire game because they have to guess both the killer AND the motive (which I never did fully understand).  The clues were complicated....bank statement's, social security cards, office memos, ect.  It was intense.  Gage AKA Stefano loved that part.  It was also funny.   Missy AKA Marlena loved that part.

It should come as no surprise when I tell you that the ONE winner was Gage Stefano.    His prize was a full DVD series of Alfred Hitchcock which coincidentally he DVR's, a rad coffee mug, and most importantly:  a ticket to come back!  We talked about how much fun it was all day Sunday.  Bravo, Omaha.



If you're not into that type of thing, it may just be that my appreciation for the script at Dinner Detective was heightened because I am currently determined to watch every single episode of Scandal in record time.  I didn't even watch Grey's Anatomy last week because I was too distracted by Fitz and Olivia's forbidden love.  I think I'm succeeding.

In summary, go to the Nebraska Crossing Outlets, you will not be disappointed but you WILL stand in line.  And when looking for a fun date, make reservations for The Dinner Detective.  Be sure to bring a date that loves to laugh and is either:
1. A lawyer or 2. obsessed with murder mysteries

Have a happy Monday!
Missy

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Beyond the noise

Something you already know about me is that I like funny.  Laughing is my favorite.  I married the man that made me laugh the hardest and we made 3 hilarious children.  Our kids are all different kinds of funny.   Sammy loves to make perfectly calculate jokes and because he's sort of shy, he's always attracted to the funniest friends.  Holly's humor is genius.  It's dry and witty and always unique.  This girl don't need Mr. Google for her one-liners.  Stella makes us laugh because she's the first 2 year old I've seen to act like she's a grown woman.  So in a nutshell, we love laughter. 




FUN FACT: During the above photo, Sam and Holly were both mad that I was trying to take pictures and they were NOT cooperating.  I told them to sit on that bench so I could test the lighting.  Right when I snapped the pic to "test the lighting," Gage stuck an enormous tree branch through my legs.  


 

Even though it would feel good to laugh all the time, everyday, that's not reality.  As tempting as it is to end this post with laughter and adorable pictures, you would miss my point.  Stick with me, I think God is speaking to me but it's usually really hard for me to hear beyond the noise.

A few years ago, I heard God speak in a way He never had before.  To me at least.  He woke me up and urged me to pray for Gage.  So I did.  I don't even remember what I was praying or why but it was intense.  I stopped praying suddenly when I HEARD God speak.  I actually heard his voice.  It was loud and booming yet somehow gentle and loving and has forever been the most powerful thing my ears have ever heard.  The moment I heard it, my hand shot up as if to reach for the sky and Gage (who I thought was sleeping) grabbed my hand almost simultaneously.  When the moment was over, I looked over and saw that Gage was most definitely snoring logs.  I woke him up and explained the whole thing and he had no idea what I was talking about.  

After that morning, I felt supernatural.  I had an immediate deeper understanding of Gods power and never wanted to feel anything less than that moment.  Well.  I'm sure you can only imagine my level of disappointment when I didn't hear it again.  I begged God to speak to me and I promised to listen.  He was silent.  Or so I thought.  

I remember driving one day and was struggling with not hearing from God.  Because of what I knew about Gods promises, I starting praying that He would do even better than before.  I wanted to hear from Him, but rather than hearing a booming voice form the sky, I wanted Him to call me by name.  I wanted to know that he hadn't forgotten about me.  Right as I prayed, I found myself at a red light directly behind a car whose license plate read: MKC.  My full initials.




Pretty much every day I struggle with the busyness of life and I know I'm not alone.  Every mommy I know needs more hours in the day.  From needing more time with our kids after school to another hour of sleep or some much needed alone time.  The days are full and it's not slowing down.  But the truth is, I sometimes feel guilty for thinking that being busy isn't always a bad thing.  God can still speak beyond the noise.  He's a creative God and He doesn't forget about us.  I see him everywhere but only when I look for him.  I see God in the faces of my children and I feel him through the relationships I form at work. He can be anywhere you want him to be.  

So.  If I'm hearing God correctly and I'm pretty sure I am.  He is giving me grace to be busy.  And maybe you too.  I think he is urging me to spend less time stressing over my family's busy schedules and making it run smoothly.  God can meet us at dance and baseball and in the kitchen making dinner or even at the drive through restaurant.  He shows up at school and work and when I ask him, he calls me by name in the car.  He gives me scripture through an unprompted convo with a friend and brings just the person to me at just the right time.  When I need a hug, he knows who will give me one that counts.  When I need encouragement, it always comes.  




Last week at our church, prophetic words were flying and I boldly asked God to speak to me.  This is a pattern in my life, clearly! I was 100% confident that God would grant my request and I patiently waited for my word.  Sometimes my mind would wonder about HOW I would hear from God and I started analyzing everything I heard.  After several services, I started to give up.  Not in a bad way though.  I just figured God might not have anything specific for me right now and I needed to be encouraged by everyone else's testimony.  Pretty much the second that thought ended, I got my word.  Through Gage.  I didn't see it coming and it was even sweeter than I could have ever imagined.  It was the most brilliant encouragement and I literally became undone.  

God can meet us anywhere and at any moment.  All we have to do is be ready and willing.  He LOVES catching us off guard.  I love it too.























Thursday, October 17, 2013

Fall Favorites

Well, Fall has certainly fallen so here's what's HOT and what's NOT with the Cobb's this season...

Hot:  Vala's Pumpkin Patch



It's stupid expensive to go only once so we splurged on season passes.  It's been worth every penny mostly because we refuse to NOT get our money's worth.  We recently got Stella to ride the adorable ponies and found out that the little goat by the scarecrow band escapes.  So beware.  We also hit up the "haunted" houses, John Deer tractors, story book village, paintball, graveyard golf, bonfire and obviously the corn pit.  We still have to do the apple sling shot, see the pig races and go on the hayrack ride.  We also refuse to finish the season without trying one of those $5 s'mores.  You're killing us, Vala's!


Not hot:  Vala's parking lot

Panicked parents, gravel roads and dirty cars are not really my cup of tea.  Also not hot?  Car troubles.  I use the term "trouble" losely because when you full blown jump your car with cables only to find out that it's in drive, it's not really trouble at all.  It's also not considered "car trouble" when you try starting your car with keys to a different car.  That my friends, is certainly NOT hot.

Props goes to Sarah Ludacka for putting up with me.



Hot: Cross Country




Sammy ran this fall for Russell and he loved it.  It amazes me how much he loves running.  No clue where he gets it from.  We loved that cross country wasn't a huge commitment because we already have plenty of those.  We also REALLY loved that it's free!  We did NOT have any of those activities yet.  He plans on doing it again next year and we look forward to many more 5K races until then.  The kid is addicted.


Not:  Football





Although much better than last season, the KWAA Chiefs have quite the reputation.  For loosing.  Sam is not loving it so much this year and mostly because he misses baseball. He regrets not playing fall ball and claims that this is his last season of football.  FOR-EV-ER.  Mama is not sad.


Hot:  Rainbow Looms



Although I'm still a little irritated that this genius idea what not my own, I give major ups to the Loom inventor.  You have convinced every child, both male and female, that these tiny colored rubber bands are highly fashionable.  And according to Stella, can be worn so many different ways.  Also, because a package of colored rubber bands really shouldn't be and can't be sold for more than $4, I will buy several.  These tiny pieces of gold also keep my children of 3 completely different ages and genders playing together nicely and quietly for hours on end.  Brilliant.



Not:  Rainbow Looms

Have I mentioned that Holly is a total slob?  Organized is not part of her vocab.  So Holly + 2 rainbow loom cases FULL of miniature rubber bands + 2 toddlers on the loose + her lack of attention to detail + a slightly OCD mother = NOT HOT





Hot:  "Annie"

As in the 1982 movie.  Stella watched it for the first time over the summer and it was love at first sight.  Of course she loves a practically black and white old fashioned musical.  Be still my heart.  It makes complete sense.   She even requested to be Annie for Halloween.

The convo went like this:  "Mommy, I want Annie's dress and Annie's shoes!"  After my heart skipped a beat, I replied with "only if you promise to wear Annie's hair."


you'll never guess what she's watching...


Not:  Watching Annie at 7:00 in the morning. 
Not:  Watching Annie when she should be napping
Not:  Watching Annie at 10pm and/or 11pm.
Not:  Putting Stella in timeout when she's screaming "I WANT TO WATCH ANNIE!"





Hot:  life group



Being surrounded by great friends that care and pray.  It feels good and we are blessed.  Mandy, Shireen, Anna, Elisha, Deanna, and Lauren.  You gals and your hubsters are gifts in our lives during this season of life.  Also hot is Sarah Zeleny.  Figuratively and literally.  For being a great friend that I can count on 24/7.  Speaking of friends, Alli Bryant I haven't seen you in like A MONTH and I'm starting to have withdrawals.  Strike class Monday?  I'll bring an inhaler, JIC (just in case).

Not:  life decisions

Buying houses, selling houses, having 2 houses, having no houses, save money or spend money?   Questions that are not going anywhere and we are dangerously close to making decisions but not close enough to risk them being the wrong decisions.  Being grown up is tough and even though it's crazy hard to trust there is a perfect plan for us, I'm so so thankful that we are surrounded by praying friends and family who care for us. And THAT is my most favorite fall fact.







Friday, September 20, 2013

We caved

Dear faithful readers,

It's official. My kid is the proud holder of a brand new cell phone.  I fought the temptation and his pleas for months but I could hold out no longer.  It took much more convincing for Gage because Mr. Context is a firm believer in "the good 'ole days" and the importance of healthy communication.

After many MANY discussions on this matter, the giant middle school and even larger high school football games that have made their way into our lives have proven their point. We need quick and easy texts messages just to know where our kid is more often than not.  It's overwhelming but it's our life now and I better get used to it.

Since we decided the extra phone line was a must, we also decided that we might as well go big or go home.  SOOOO....

On this significant day in our lives and in the world of technology, allow me to introduce the iPhone 5C. It's plastic and pretty and marketed towards clumsy spoiled teenagers.  Damn you, Apple, and your genius ways.




Sammy sold his iPod to pay for the phone itself and wants to babysit Stella to earn a taste of our shared data.  As of right now, it's WiFi only, kiddo.




I still can't believe I'm even old enough to deal with cell phones and high school football games. Probably because I'm not.  I don't know anyone else my age that acts like a complete lunatic on Friday nights at Millard West football games because they are trying to find their kid in a sea of inappropriateness.  Half naked middle schoolers covered in body paint with their faces buried in their iPhone is not what I signed up for at age 31.

Even though I've lived in Millard for 7 years now, I'm a born and raised South-O girl.  I'm still adjusting to this part of town where streets are named after men with unfortunate names like "Harry Anderson" and "Bob Boozer."  Well played, Millard. Well played.  Don't think I didn't notice the irony.

The good news is that I find myself praying 24/7 that I don't screw up my kid.  I admire the person he is and I KNOW it's not because of who I am.   God gave me this life and He has my back.  I find comfort in knowing that.


Pretty sure he's telling his first phone call (grandma) that his mom is being niiiice and embarrassing.

We have lots of rules with the new phone so pending our approval, you can follow the journey a little closer on Instagram.  We let Sammy and Holly both get accounts this summer and they have proven to be very responsible and respectable.  And funny.  I love funny.

They change their user names like every 4 seconds but if you hurry, this is what they are right now:

Sammy @sammyc44
Holly @rainbowloomholly


Thanks for reading.
Sincerely,

Missy
AKA too young for this crap


Monday, September 9, 2013

Golden Birthday Celebration

When I asked Holly a month ago what she wanted for her birthday, she said "only a limousine."  Even though I laughed when she put in her request, I'm glad we made it happen.  Holly never did care a whole lot for the presents but the party means everything to her.  The girl knows how to party.   It was a spectacular memory.  Mission accomplished.

The party went a little something like this...

The first step was to line up the limo.  We then created a guest list, sent out the invites, ensured we had extra help to make the party happen and started the planning.  BTW, this was my first time using Evite and I would totally do it again.




Step two:  Party favors.

We got plastic champagne glasses from the dollar store, covered the stems in craft glue and threw a ton of glitter on them.  Once they are a teeny tiny bit dry, just spray the crap out of the glitter with hairspray.  I thought of that all on my own and was ridiculously proud of myself.  Not a drop of glitter fell off.  It pays to be a dance mom.

We then wrote names on the glasses with glitter glue and it took forever to dry.  Tie a string around it and call it good.

Side note:  Only the birthday girl gets gold glitter.  Duh.





Step three:  The scavenger hunt.

We came up with 4 stops that the limo would take us on.  We split up into 3 teams and each stop came with instructions.  They had to find items starting with H, O, L, L, and Y along with nine 9-letter words and a list of random items.  They were very creative and it was hilarious to watch.

Only downfall of the scavenger hunt was the 100 degree weather.




The winning team at each stop got to have their presents opened in the limo.  It was a super fun reward and the girls got so excited to have their groups presents revealed.  Once the hunt was over, we opened the losers last group of presents and headed downtown.  We went down the big slides and toasted to the birthday girl!  It was a blast!





On the way back from the last stop, Holly passed out our last minute party favors.  The morning of the party, we decided to make quick and cute headbands for all the guests.  While they DID turn out super adorable and were crazy easy, I would recommend starting them at least one day prior.



After a great day of parties yesterday, today was filled with quality time for Holls.  Her favorite thing.  She didn't have to convince me too hard to play school with her even though she took my cell phone away because I abused it during school hours. 



She insisted on this picture so I could see her new shoes.  And obviously a leg tilt was the only way she could do that.
 There is no way we will be able to top this birthday so hopefully these memories will last.  It was one for the books.  I love my birthday girl who loves her birthday more than any other day ever. 

NINE

Holly Kay Kay-

Today you are 9.  It's your golden birthday!  You only get one of those in a lifetime.  I love how much you love your birthday.  It only makes sense considering how much you love living.  In fact, your most recent goal is to live to see triple digits.  You would be one awesome 100 yr old lady!  Your family would be so lucky to keep you for that long.  I have no doubt that you will enjoy every second of your last year in the single digits.




I don't think you know how funny you are yet but someday you will realize it.  You have the very best sense of humor and you make us laugh all the time!  Sometimes I wish I was as funny as you.  Your quit wit and dry humor are a solid combination.  People just love you, Holly.  You're super easy to love. 




Your heart is precious and you love your people with every ounce of your being.  You are kind and empathetic and your friends are so lucky.  You are definitely an includer and I admire that quality in you.   You love Jesus and receive His love over your life daily.  You are committed to Him.  I can see it through your life and I hear it in your heart when you ask me about Him.   At such a young age, your heart is so mature.  You beg me to take you to India or Costa Rica or any 3rd world country on a consistent basis.  Even though I would much rather go to Disney World, I LOVE that your heart is pulling you to the nations.





You are so talented and special, Holly Kay.  I love being your mom!  Happy birthday, my sweet girl!



Friday, August 30, 2013

SSR

Let's talk about something other than Middle School.  Cool?

I've really fallen off the blogging train over the summer and cobbmobb was in need of an update.  I think the new layout will do for now but I won't even pretend that I know how to recover the old one.  I'm going to make this one work at least until I'm able to pull out the big girl camera again and update the family photo.  A bit of a sore subject if you must know.   I have managed to break my THIRD Nikon dslr by dropping it.  Perhaps if they weren't such an awkward shape, I could get a better grip! Speaking of updates, I haven't provided any recent news of Sweet Stella Rose.  Oh, Sweet Stella Rose.  My little hot head.  The real reason for this post.

Stella got the nickname "perfect Stella" early on in life and it's definitely NOT because she is actually perfect.  It's because she acts like she is.  She's a little woman.  A prim and proper perfectionist.  In fact, she is 2 inches from the screen as I type this watching every letter appear.  She has a large attention to detail and is very fond of anything structured or organized.




Stella appreciates all forms of beauty from the birds in the sky to her toe nails getting a fresh coat of paint.  She has the most adorable deep raspy voice that I hope she never grows out of.  She's so petite and girly and when she talks I die laughing at her man voice.  She loves to sing (I think simply because Mayzie does) and she has a legitimately terrible singing voice.  Poor thing sounds like she needs a Netti Pot every time.  At least she's way too young to realize that Mayzie can carry a tune freakishly well.  She can also count to 10 as long as we help her with the last 2 numbers and remind her that 40 does not come after 8.  Even though Stella is a germaphobic perfectionist, she still has a great sense of humor because she loves to laugh.












So that's the good news.












The bad news is that she proves herself to be in the terrible two's everyday.  Climbing out of bed and taking off her own diaper are only minor daily battles.  Lately she has been putting her pants on OVER her naked booty.  Even this doesn't prepare me for the elmo undies that have been in her drawer since Christmas.  Someone please tell me I'm not alone.  Potty training sounds 120% miserable.  Diapers are FAR easier than taking a toddler to the bathroom every 30 minutes. I'm thinking a 3 day holiday weekend is just what Stella and Mayzie ordered.  However, if potty breaks interfere with our beloved Labor Day parade, were bringing diapers for backup.  Just sayin'.



Why, yes, that IS a naked booty and BOTTOMLESS
potty chair in the LIVING ROOM.   Nice try, Stella Rose.



Stella also has a slight obsession with seat belts and buckles of all sorts.  Seat belts, car seats, life jackets, carts at the grocery store?  Yes, they all cause a tantrum.  Keys?  Tantrum.  Iphones?  Tantrums.  Strollers?  MAJOR tantrum.  Food?  She's not a fan.  Wearing shoes that actually fit?  Why?  Holly's flip flops are MUCH cooler without that "baby" strap on the back.





Being 2 brings natural challenges.  Even with a gem like Stella.   She's easy 75% of the time and extremely difficult the other 25%.  I melt when she plays with her babies and I shriek with humiliation when we leave the gym and she's clawing my face because we can't stay to go "wooming."  At nap time she hugs me and says   "I love you mommy"  and when she needs disciplined its "I need my daddy!"  Leaving the gym is usually a time she "needs" her daddy.







In other great news, this ain't our first rodeo with a kid like Stella.  She's Sammy all over again.  That means we are armed and prepared to raise Stella into a lady of God.  It's hard work but I'm honored to be her mommy.

Doesn't mean I don't THANK JESUS everyday for my precious, innocent, life loving, easy going, bracelet making, birthday party planning, dancing for joy, so so easy to parent, baby Holly.  Holly is my breath of fresh air.  My almost 9 year olds update is next.

Also, I'm thinking about inventing an otterbox for the dslr camera.  Genius?  I think so!  Look for me on shark tank.