Last Night of Five

Tonight, I’m sitting up in tears because my youngest baby is about to turn SIX tomorrow. I decided to come on here and read through all the posts about his baby/toddlerhood and reminisce about how precious and adorable he was. I cried through rereading the story of his birth and my fears about Bubba not being my baby anymore, and then I was shocked to find out how very little I have actually written here about him when he was little(r). Here he is tonight:

His last night of being five. Somehow six seems so much older than five.

I have written so little about him here. He’s a very big personality. He has very strong emotions. He is passionate about things like dinosaurs, sharks, prehistoric sea creatures, and playing hard with his brother.

He loves books, fishing, cooking, and playing with his “bestie” (whichever of his sisters happens to be his favorite at any given moment).

Look how little and cute he was

He is such a sweet and sometimes surprisingly sensitive boy. He loves to snuggle and still wants me to sing him his song every night. I really can’t even handle him getting so big so fast.

I don’t really know if I’ll come back to blogging much. My girls have really enjoyed reading the posts from when they were little and they’ve encouraged me to start again. I would like to, because I sure wish right now that I could come here and read all about when my sweet Tex was little. The funny things he said and did. Life is so different from when I could blog often in the evenings after my little girls went to bed, so who knows? I know it’s been so long, I couldn’t even remember how to start a new post a first! But I figured it out. It’s like riding a bike I guess.

Tomorrow, my baby turns six.

2020 In Photos

JANUARY

The girls all got to perform in “The Snow Queen”

FEBRUARY

MARCH

Ethiopian food!
Totally staged… no one actually got hurt going down this awesome sledding hill

_______________________________________Right about here, the world shut down_______________________________________

First haircut. I can’t even blame COVID, because I wouldn’t have taken him to get it professionally done anyway. I’ve never been awesome at cutting the boys’ hair, but this one turned out a little worse than usual (in my defense he would not be still!!) Fortunately, we had nowhere to go and no one to see how bad this cut was.
One of my favorite things to come from the COVID shutdowns was that my older two girls felt sorry for their sister because she couldn’t see any friends or go anywhere fun for her birthday, so they secretly planned an early morning birthday party just for the three of them, complete with games, homemade prizes, decorations, party favors, etc. AND, they enjoyed it so much they have kept up the tradition for each birthday since then, even after the locked down period ended.

APRIL

Some stuff was hard to get at the grocery store for a while, so I started baking bread!!
Our Holy Thursday family foot washing tradition
Easter Sunday!

MAY

May crowning
My dad came over to teach the girls how to make fire
Look how surprised she looks that she did it!
New chicks

JUNE

They both wanted me to cut their hair
We had a weekend of catching huge fish
Bee sting!

JULY

We had a date night fishing on my husband’s boat. Right after we went out the temperature began to drop, it became super windy and choppy, and then it started to rain. We sped the whole way home in rain that felt like icy little spikes hitting my face. But, it was the first time I had been out on the boat in 13 years, so that was cool.

AUGUST

Poor baby had a fever up to 107. A few days later his rash told us it was just roseola, but on this day he was getting tests at the hospital.
We started taking nightly rosary walks
We discovered an amazing new nearby park, and went there for Lass’s birthday
First day of school pancake tradition

SEPTEMBER

First day of co-op. Bubba was in a big kid class!
Making baskets with Grandma
She finally got her braces!
I was so excited to hook up this bike trailer for the boys. I thought it would be the most awesome thing ever to be able to go on bike rides with all the kids instead of me walking while the girls rode. You guys. They. are. heavy. I thought I was going to die every time I took them for a ride. We didn’t take too many bike rides.
He was so excited to hold this kitty. Check out his brother trying to sneak in some petting.

OCTOBER

Kitchen adventures
His dad made him Mjollnir

NOVEMBER

We have a New Year’s party the night before Advent, and the new Church year, begin

DECEMBER

This photo was taken at about 3am Christmas morning, after midnight Mass

Call It a Comeback

Oh, you guys.

I have been thinking about writing a blog post for so many months now.

A few times I’ve typed something up, only to not press “Publish.” It feels so awkward to come back to writing after not having done so for such a long time, especially since everything is so bizarre in the world right now. I don’t know what to write about. It seems strange to just publish a post like normal out of the blue. So here’s my attempt at coming back and not being weird because I’m talking about how weird it is to post again after so long. I’m just going to start typing and see what happens…

Sooo, what’s new? Check out how big my kids are all of a sudden:

Miss was Confirmed in January

It seems like just yesterday we were here:

Or here:

My husband was showing videos from his phone to me and the girls the other day. The girls were so little and cute. Their little voices!!! It made me remember how glad I am that I have this blog. I’ve enjoyed from time to time looking back through the posts here and seeing the photos of my girls when they were so little or reading about something we did.

One example: Lass got such a kick out of me telling her about the time she was dilly-dallying while we were trying to get ready to go somewhere and I was on her to get her shoes on. She was singing and twirling and doing everything but putting her shoes on and I told her for a third (or fourth?) time to get. her. shoes. on. And she responded with “MOM! I AM! Stop talking.” (You can read all about it here). I didn’t remember that particular episode, or the others mentioned in that post for that matter. I ended up reading the whole post to the girls, and we all got several good laughs from it.

When my girls were little, the three of them, three and under, life was a little bit of a blur. I was sleep deprived, and seemed to just be changing diapers and washing diapers on repeat forever and ever, and I was a bit frazzled, I suppose, and there is so much I don’t remember! So this blog has been such a blessing for me to look back on as all of my babies are growing up too quickly before my very eyes.

I’m going to try to start writing again so I’ll have all these years in stories too. My girls as they grow into teenagers (*gulp*) and my boys as they’re still fairly little. Here is a recent episode that gave us all a chuckle:

I haven’t written enough about my boys for you all to know that my youngest child, whom I’ll call Tex, since he hasn’t ever really had an established blog name and his siblings say, “Don’t mess with Texas” in reference to him, is a dear, sweet, yet quite ornery child. You could say he’s spirited. And feisty. For perspective, he has more tantrums in the span of a week or two than all of my other children combined had in the entirety of their toddlerhoods. He is definitely a precious gift from God, who will hopefully contribute greatly to my sanctification.

Anyway. The other day we were having dinner and Tex got mad. This is quite a common occurrence, but on this particular day his ire arose because he had refused to sit at the table to eat his food, so I took his plate away and said he was done. He screamed. He stomped. He balled his little hands into fists and then yelled at my husband and me, “I’m going to jump out of this house! And I’m not going to see you ever again!” Then he said something about going to live at a toy store.

I have two observations about this. 1) I’m fairly certain this was his way of saying, “I’m going to run away!” although he has never heard of the concept of running away, nor has he heard any of his siblings say anything like this. 2) He has never been to a toy store (that may sound weird, but the child has literally spend a third of his life in a bizarre twilight-zone lockdown-ish existence).

Here he is with part of a large piece of foam that he had shoved way up into his nostril. We had to pull it out in pieces with tweezers.

A few other photos of recent happenings:

I think in the past I have said I was coming back to blogging, and then I’d write a post or two and fade away into bloggy-silence again. Maybe I should say, “Don’t call it a comeback!” just to cover myself in case I do the same again. Or maybe I should challenge myself, and call it just that.

Homeschooling in the Time of Quarantine

Wow, you guys. It has been a crazy week. Most people are now stuck at home, quarantined to one degree or another, though at this point there isn’t really anywhere to go anyway with everything closed. I mean, we stayed home a lot before, but this is a new level of HOME.

It seems like nearly every school in the country has been shut down at this point and now just about everyone is, in some ways, homeschooling, whether they want to or not.

 

I’m seeing lots of memes on Facebook with kind of snarky comments about everyone having to homeschool now. I’m not really a huge fan of the comments that are poking fun at people who are suddenly finding themselves in the position of having to do school at home with their kids, except for this one (I edited off the top comment, because it was rude):

 

Yeah. That pretty much sums it up.

Personally, I can’t imagine what it would be like to suddenly find yourself in a position of having to do school with your kids at home. In many, if not most cases, these suddenly-homeschooling parents don’t get to choose their own curricula and activities (which is part of the fun of it). They have been sent home with their kids school assignments that they now have to complete at home. I’m sure the kids are not super excited about that and it’s all just a bit overwhelming at times.

I have seen some parents who are really excited about this, who have said they had wanted to try homeschooling and now they get their chance. And I have seen some parents who are saying they’re nervous, annoyed, or lacking confidence in their ability to pull this off. I even saw where one mom posted about how she yelled at her kids most of the day and then she thanked her children’s teachers for putting up with how awful they are (I think that one was meant to be at least partly in jest. I hope.).

I would like to say, first of all, to anyone who is reading this and feeling overwhelmed by suddenly having to do school at home with your kids: YOU CAN DO THIS.

Secondly, I would like to just offer a few little tips to maybe help things to go smoothly-ish. I posted a link to this post on my Facebook page, which has lots of ideas and links for practical things you can do during the day, including podcasts, booklists, video streaming, online art classes, and so on. My list here is less about specific school-y things to do and more about how to make the shift to school at home a little less painful.

Tip #1: Have a plan/routine to start your day.

Example, after breakfast and morning chores, I used to put on a song every morning just before 9. My kids knew that the song was the signal that it was about time to start school, so they’d come to our kitchen, which is near the schoolroom. Often there would be a little quick dance party, and then when the song was over, everyone would move into the schoolroom and the day would start.

We don’t do this anymore, because my husband has instituted “gym time” before school starts. Now morning chores are done before breakfast and once our morning meal is cleaned up, the kids all go downstairs for some sort of gym exercise that my husband writes for them on our white board in the basement. They do this for about half an hour and then as soon as they’re done, school starts in the schoolroom. We have our routine timed so they still get into the schoolroom about 9am. We always start with prayer, singing the Doxology, and saying the Pledge of Allegiance, to further formalize the “official” start to our day.

My point is, there is a known routine that helps us to move from regular morning stuff to school time. And because it’s the same every morning, I don’t (usually) get grumbling and complaining about it being time for school. I think it also helps that we get school done first thing in the morning, so I don’t have to try to round everyone up after they’ve been able to get absorbed in other stuff. So I guess that’s tip #2.

Tip #2: If possible, do school first thing in the morning after breakfast/morning chores.

Tip #3: Don’t try to make school at home look like school at school. It’s okay if they don’t do all their work sitting at the table or if they need regular breaks, or whatever. I have a kid who always takes all of her reading assignments into our pantry and reads them while sitting on top of our chest freezer. I think that’s pretty weird, but she gets it done so who cares? And also…

Tip #4: Don’t try too hard to match some idealized idea you have about what school at home should look like. I mean, I’d really like to be reading Shakespeare to my kids on a blanket under a tree in our backyard whilst they construct to-scale dioramas of the Globe Theater… or something, but that’s not likely to happen. It’s a great benefit of homeschooling to be able to do science experiments and art projects and nature walks and poetry tea times and all those things. But if that’s not your thing, don’t sweat it. And if you do want to add in this stuff, just do one or two things to start. Not all the things at once, or you’ll burn out.

Tip #5: Read aloud. Just pick a book, pick a time of day, and gather your kids around while you read to them, even if they can read for themselves.

Tip #6: Bribe them with food. But don’t necessarily let them know you’re bribing them. Have a poetry tea time (nothing complicated, just have snacks and tea or another tasty beverage while you peruse poetry books together and read aloud from them for each other), eat a snack that somehow goes along with something your kids are learning about in their schoolwork (this doesn’t have to be complicated either… I mean I made corned beef hash out of a can for St. Patrick’s Day yesterday), or just bake something together for fun (and math). Or sometimes do make it obvious you’re bribing them! My kids rarely get to chew gum. But they know that if they have a cheerful attitude and do our work without complaining during Table Time (our version or Morning Basket: schoolwork done all together at the table before everyone breaks away to individual work), they can have a piece (except right now because: Lent). Food makes everything better.

^ They wrote “The Corn Laws” in cookie frosting on the plate and then stuck microwaved popcorn to it^

Tip #7: Last and most importantly, let yourself enjoy your kids and try not to stress about their schoolwork. Schools are probably going to be closed for much longer than two weeks. The work will get done. They will learn and they will be fine. Your connection with them is much more important that how much schoolwork they get done (I have to remind myself of this often!!)

 

Shifting from regular school to homeschooling would be a huge adjustment under the best circumstances, and both parents and kids would need time to acclimate to such a huge change, even if they had been expecting it and were prepared for the shift. In these times of unexpected, perhaps unwanted, and probably unplanned-for homeschooling, everyone needs some breathing room, some compassion, and some time to figure things out. Homeschooling is hard! It’s okay for it to be messy sometimes. But hard as it may feel, we all have an opportunity to slow down and enjoy each other for a while. You can do this. I hope that you will truly love this opportunity to be your kids’ teacher all day, at least for a while. I am praying for you.

2019 in Photos (Alt. Title ~ Better Late than Never)

I’m two months late, but here’s a recap of 2019. In photos:

 

JANUARY

^Holy Name of Jesus^

^First steps^


 

FEBRUARY

^First haircut^

^My first time skiing^

^Owl pellets^

 

MARCH

 

APRIL

 

 

MAY

(May was a big month!)

^Field trip^

^Farm trip^

Florida trip!

^We were all soaked after the orca show^


^ First Holy Communion^

^May crowning^

^Last day of school^

^Big boy haircut!^

 

JUNE

Chicken butchering day

^New contacts^

 

 

JULY

 

AUGUST

^Her first hunt^

First day of school

 

SEPTEMBER

Labor Day party (Theme was “Historical Figures”)

Arkansas trip

 

OCTOBER

^Homemade gnocchi^

^Mom vacation^

 

NOVEMBER

 

DECEMBER

^Quilts made with Grandma^

^Heading to Mass Christmas morning^

 

Homeschool Plan 2019-2020 Edition

School starts on Monday around here. We’ll be doing 5th, 4th, 2nd, and a little bit of preschool this year. I’m frantically organizing curriculum, planning our schedule, and cleaning our mess of a school room (does anyone else have a hard time getting rid of books and curriculum??). I took a picture of our school room at this very moment, resisting the urge to clean it up for the photo. This is after I spent hours yesterday organizing, rearranging, and purging:

Okay, let’s be honest. I didn’t really purge much. A small stack of books went to my donate pile, and I threw a bunch of the girls’ papers in the recycling. I have a really hard time getting rid of books and curriculum. Anyway…

I have commandeered the island in our kitchen for planning for the past week, which I think drives my husband crazy but is unavoidable, since as you can see in the photo above I have no room on the table in the school room yet. Plus, I have to keep an eye on little boys while I’m planning, and I’m certainly not letting them loose in that mess. I know it will soon be a delightfully organized space, perfectly conducive to learning, but for the moment it is not a good place for little boys (or anyone else for that matter).

Here’s what my island has been like:

In terms of curriculum, we’ve made quite a few changes this year that I’m really excited about. One pretty big change comes from having discovered Our Lady of Victory as a source for wonderful traditional Catholic curriculum. We attend a Latin Mass, and it has been a bit hard to find curriculum that teaches about the Mass in the traditional Latin rite, so this was a great find (I learned about it from a friend). Look at these amazing books, which are Miss’s 5th grade religion:

We are using OLV for religion, spelling, and handwriting, and also grammar for Lass and Sis.

Miss’s language arts/literature is another thing that is new this year. It’s called The Good and the Beautiful, and it is absolutely both of those things. You can get a lot of their curriculum free for download if you want to print it yourself, which we did a little bit the last two years. I like how it includes spelling, grammar, literature, art, and geography in fairly short daily lessons. And Miss can mostly do it independently.

Yet another change is from Singapore to Saxon Math for Miss and Lass. I think Singapore was getting the job done, but I like how Saxon includes daily math facts speed practice, mental math, and problem solving at the beginning of each lesson, and includes constant reviewing.

So, yeah. I just realized that for my girls’ individual work, I changed almost everything: religion, math (except for Sis), spelling, handwriting, grammar… Miss is still using the same typing curriculum from The Good and the Beautiful, and we’ll still use IEW for writing practice and assignments. Sis still has Singapore for math and All About Reading, though I actually bought her the reading curriculum from OLV too and might switch that as well. Yikes, that’s a lot of changes in one year!!

Here’s the basic stuff/core subjects for each girl:

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Lass

Sis

Much of our work that we still all do together, which includes memory work, religion, history, science, geography, latin, and fine arts will still be the same. Most of our memory work will come from Catholic Schoolhouse, which we have enrolled in again for this year. We will also do additional poetry and Bible verse memorization. And we will continue to memorize the Baltimore Catechism too.

We will be using The Story of Civilization again for our history spine (Volume III this year), and continuing to mix it up with various living books for science and geography. Science will cover ecology, physics, earth science, and health. Geography will cover Oceania, Central and South America, Africa, and Antarctica. We’re going to start off the year with Draw the World, so I won’t forget this fun geography activity like I did last year. Then we’ll do the books for the individual continents as well.

I’m switching latin to Prima Latina, which I’ve had for years but never used. Fine arts will include picture study portfolios from Simply Charlotte Mason again. I’m thinking Da Vinci and Michelangelo this year. The girls will still have piano lessons, ballet/jazz, and knitting classes. They will also all be choosing, planning, and implementing at least one project this year.

We will read a lot of books. Here are a few that are on the list for the year, either as read alouds or individual reading assignments for the girls:

That’s a lot already, but we’ll also try to add in art projects and games. One of my favorite things that we have ever done in school is using Five in a Row for learning through picture books. We don’t seem to have time to do that too much anymore, but I’m going to add these in a few times this year because we all love it so much, and because I have a preschooler again, who will especially enjoy these I hope.

And speaking of my preschooler, I’m keeping things very loose with him. I think he will really like being able to join in for parts of the school day with his sisters. I am not planning to bring him in more than twice per week, but we’ll see how it goes. We’ll mostly just do coloring, cutting, pasting, and playing. And lots of reading. I have plenty of faith and Bible based picture books and alphabet picture books, so I will try to focus on those. But I will likely just follow his lead. My goal is for him to have fun and to learn the Sign of the Cross on his own and become more familiar with lots of Bible stories. He knows many basic prayers already just from hearing them every day, but we will work on those as well. I got these boxes for sensory bins for him to play in too:

I’m thinking his sisters can take turns planning little activities to do with him each week too, like felt board activities, learning a new nursery rhyme/song, simple crafts, games, etc.

And that’s about it. Of course, we will do lots of praying and working on growing in virtue. Those things are more important than any of the rest of it anyway, and hopefully will help keep us on track.

I’m very excited to start. As long as I can get that room organized first…

A New Way to Do Advent

Every year since I have been an adult with a home of my own (20 years), I have put up and decorated my Christmas tree on the day after Thanksgiving. I did it when I lived alone, and it became a tradition in our family. I have always rejected getting Christmassy in any way before Thanksgiving, but the day after? We blare the Christmas music, get out alllll the decorations, and go nuts. And then I take the tree down by New Year’s, because by then I’m sick to death of it and can’t wait to have my house back to normal.

^Photos taken on November 29, 2013^

A few years ago, I began learning more about the season of Advent, and how it is meant to be more of a season of waiting and anticipation and not a time for celebrating Christmas yet. Christmas is about the birth of Jesus, and Jesus wasn’t born the fourth Friday in November, amiright? I started feeling a yearning to resist putting up the tree right away. To not blare the Christmas music for the entire month of December. To focus more on the waiting for the Savior instead of on the hustle and bustle of the world at this time of year. And then starting Christmas celebrations on Christmas and keeping them going through Epiphany.

I have wanted to do this for the past few years, but I always chickened out. Or I caved to the pressure. Or I was too mentally lazy to figure out how to do it differently. Or some combination of all of these. I was worried how my kids would react if I changed a bunch of our holiday traditions around.

So instead, I added other things. The Advent wreath. The Jesse Tree. The empty manger with pieces of straw for the girls to add for good deeds/sacrifices to pad it for the Baby Jesus. We kept Baby Jesus out of all of our nativities until Christmas morning.

Last year I made a point of trying to extend out celebration of Christmas, by keeping the tree up through the twelve days of Christmas. And I had gifts wrapped for my girls to open for each of the twelve days (one family game for each day).

But even though we’ve added in these Advent activities and I’ve tried to extend the Christmas celebration beyond Christmas Day, we have always still put up our tree and started celebrating Christmas right after Thanksgiving.

Except this year, we didn’t.

This year, I decided we were going try hard to keep Advent focused on waiting, and then to celebrate Christmas really big and for the entirety of the season. We didn’t put up the tree the day after Thanksgiving. We are making a game of not singing Christmas music. I’m trying to start new traditions by putting more emphasis on the wonderful feasts that occur during Advent.

The girls were a little disappointed to have to wait to put up our tree, but overall, they have really taken to the new way of doing things without much resistance. We’ve kept lots of our previous traditions, like doing our Jesse Tree reading, saying prayers, and reading books around our Advent Wreath each night. We still open a book each evening to read together (most old, but a few new). And I think it helps that we’ve added in plenty of other ways of celebrating.

We had a “New Year’s Eve” party on the night before the start of Advent.

We drew names on the first day of Advent for each of us to have a Christkindl throughout the season (someone to do special, secret things for each day). We celebrated St. Nicholas Day as usual with putting our shoes out, but then also added making special Speculatius cookies for the feast.

And we went to a fun St. Nicholas party at our parish.

We had a big feast of all white food (including our dessert) for the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception.

We had a big St. Lucy Day celebration/procession this year for that feast.

I briefly entertained the idea of making Lussekatter, or St. Lucia saffron buns, for the occasion, and then decided that there was no need to go overboard. Cinnamon rolls shaped like an “S” were a fine substitute.

Then yesterday, on “the pink Sunday” we finally put up our tree.

The third Sunday of Advent, for those of you who aren’t familiar, is called “Gaudete Sunday.” “Gaudete” means “rejoice” in Latin. It is a special day in the midst of the waiting season of Advent to rejoice, because the big event, the birth of our Lord, is almost here. The liturgical color for this day is rose, which is why it’s sometimes called the pink Sunday.

I thought about waiting until Christmas Eve to put up the tree. I know some people who do this. But I figured I would try baby steps this year and just wait until Gaudete Sunday, but not turn on the lights on the tree until we get up to go to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve.

The girls were so excited to put up the tree and even listen to Christmas music for one day while we did!

We will put up the rest of the decorations gradually this week and I’m going to try to leave them up until Candlemas (we’ll see how that goes).

I have really felt a difference this Advent. It feels more meaningful. I think we have been able to focus more on the important things. It has been a little hard, but I can honestly feel the anticipation and excitement building. Now I just hope we will be able to keep up our celebration of Christmas all the way through Epiphany and beyond, when the rest of the world is done on December 26th!

I hope you are having a wonderful Advent season. Christmas is almost here. Gaudete!!

A Black Hills Family Vacation

We just took a family vacation to South Dakota. It was so super fun that I’m determined to over share about document it here, even though it has taken me three days so far to do so. My husband keeps gently reminding me that I have a lot more family memories recorded from when the girls were little and very few for these baby/toddler years with the boys. He likes that I blog so that we have something to look back on. I like looking back on the old posts too, so here are our fun tales of our recent trip (which might even be helpful to someone else who might be planning a trip to SD??).

We decided on the last week of September to go on vacation, because I cannot stand crowds, and I knew the tourist rush would be over with all the kids having gone back to school. I think I’ve told you all before that one of my favorite things about homeschooling is that it allows me to wait until all the kids have gone back to school to take my kids to the places that everyone else goes to in the summer and on weekends. You won’t find us in a museum on a Saturday (or in a grocery store for that matter)! As a result, there were a few things that we couldn’t do because of being “out of season,” but nothing crucial, and nothing that would be worth braving the crowds (and the heat) mid-summer. I wanted a slow-paced vacation so we could focus on our family and not be stressed. My husband’s and my mantra for the trip was, “We aren’t in a hurry.” For us, it was absolutely worth it to miss out on a few attractions in order to also miss out on the crowds and hustle.

We stayed in Hill City at the High Country Guest Ranch, which was just lovely. I rented a little three bedroom cabin, which was a tiny bit cramped , but mostly perfect for our family. There was room for our kids to run around outside and they loved playing around a little stream that ran right behind our cabin (and the horses right outside were a nice touch too).

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I found Hill City to be a great central location, not very far from any of the things that we wanted to do, except Wall Drug/Badlands, and with a very cool downtown area.

Given that we were a bit far from Wall and the Badlands, I had a plan in place that we would go to the Latin Mass on Sunday in Rapid City and then continue on over to Wall Drug and eat lunch/get donuts before heading down to do some light hiking in the Badlands. However, we ended up stopping at Wall Drug on the way to our cabin on Saturday night, because passing Wall happened to coincide with dinner time during our drive.

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Wall Drug was weird and fun and a nice way to break up the drive towards the end. But it wasn’t something we felt the need to do twice, so we decided not to go back to Wall on Sunday but to go hiking around Lake Sylvan instead.

Things actually played out like a comedy of errors that afternoon, but we managed to have fun anyway. To start with, I made sure that all the girls brought a change of clothes and shoes for after Mass and then ended up forgetting my own comfy shoes for hiking. By the time we finished having lunch, stopping at Walmart for some groceries, and stopping back at the cabin to put groceries in the fridge and grab my shoes, it was getting a bit late in the afternoon. Recently-potty-trained Bubba had fallen asleep in the car, and though he usually does well to avoid accidents when awake, he’s not so reliable when sleeping. So we got to the lake only to find out that he had peed in his seat, and while I had a change of underwear for him, somehow I neglected to bring a change of pants.

Then when getting changed in the van, my husband realized that he had also forgotten his walking shoes. So he put his dress shoes back on, Bubba put his pee-pee-pants back on, we loaded the boys in the stroller and began to walk, only to find out that the trail quickly got too steep and rugged for our stroller. We rolled it over to the side, I put Brother in the Ergo, my husband carried Bubba, the girls climbed alllll the rocks, Lake Sylvan was gorgeous, and everything seemed fine.

And then, inexplicably, Bubba peed all over my husband while being carried up the trail. I have no idea where that came from, as he has never had an accident like that before. Maybe he figured it was fair game since his pants were wet anyway?? I don’t know.

But since he and my husband were soaked in urine, we decided to abort the hiking plan and just go back down to the beach for the kids to play in the water. This seemed to salvage the afternoon, as the girls made a new friend and played happily with her, while Bubba threw mud into the lake and got his pants even more wet. My husband hid out a little distance away on the grassy shore with Brother, his dress shoes/white socks combo, and his pee shirt.

We made it home in time for my husband to grill hotdogs (after changing his shirt) and the kids to play (fairly) peacefully until dinner, which was a lovely way to end day one.

All of the weather forecasts I saw leading up to the trip said that Monday was supposed to be rainy, so my plan for that day was to take the kids to the Museum @ Black Hills Institute so they could see all the dinosaur skeletons (namely Stan the T.Rex). This was one thing my kids seemed to be looking forward to more than any other, so it had to happen. The Institute did not disappoint.

Happily, it was right in downtown Hill City and the weather was actually much nicer than it had been predicted to be. So after we spent lots of time looking at all the skeletons, fossils, and other interesting artifacts, we took a nice walk downtown. We intended to go to the South Dakota State Railroad Museum, took a very circuitous route to get there, and serendipitously ended up at a neat little park along the way. We did eventually make our way to the SDSRM and then to an amazing lunch before managing to get back to the cabin in time for naps (for both boys and me!!), which was a huge bonus.

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There was lots of playing outside in the afternoon, more hotdog grilling for dinner, and some game time with the new board game we bought at Walmart the day before. (Catan – it’s SO FUN!!) Day two was a very easy, low-key day.

But day three was my favorite. My plan was to go to Mt. Rushmore and do gold/gem panning on the same day, since both are located in Keystone. In fact you could see Mt. Rushmore from the gold mine place, so it was super convenient.

We started the morning with a gold mine tour at Big Thunder Gold Mine. This lasted about an hour and was very interesting. The tour guide did a great job and did not seem phased at all that my two-year-old was being a bit noisy at times during his presentation.

The same guy set us up for our gold and gem panning experiences, which my girls were super excited about. Gold panning was a lot more tricky, and he really helped the girls a lot to find their little bits of gold. I was really pleased with the experience at Big Thunder and would highly recommend it. My girls especially enjoyed the gem panning, which was very easy and fun for them.

Gold panning (you can just see Mt. Rushmore in the upper right of the photo)

Gem panning was much easier

After the gold mine experience we went out for lunch in downtown Keystone and then headed for Mt. Rushmore. It was such a cool experience to actually see this huge monument in person. We were only able to walk part of the Presidential Trail, because some of it was closed, but it was still worth it to get as close as possible.

One part of the monument that I never paid attention to in photos but that was interesting to see close up was the pile of rubble spread out all down the side of the mountain where it fell after being blasted off. You could see where the holes had been drilled for the dynamite to be inserted.

We were able to learn a lot more about the creation of the monument than I ever knew, including why each of the four chosen presidents was selected (chronologically in a nutshell: foundation, expansion, preservation, development). The girls enjoyed climbing the rocks up the side of the trail as we walked back to the information center area. Even though it was chilly, we treated ourselves in the ice cream shop for a perfect way to finish up the afternoon.

The last day was a tiny bit of a failure, but not too bad, because we were all tired and probably needed to have an extra slow day anyway. My girls wanted to go the the Black Hills Caverns, which I thought looked like it would be fun for them, and the best way for them to experience a cave tour in the area (the other caves would not have been doable with the boys). It’s in Rapid City, so we planned to make a day trip and include some other fairly quick stops up that way, such as Reptile Gardens and a new-ish Dinosaur Museum next to Reptile Gardens.

Since Reptile Gardens and the Dino Museum are on the road to Rapid City, we stopped there first before going to the caverns. Oddly, I think the two favorite things of the morning were the bird show at Reptile Gardens and the mirror maze at the Dinosaur Museum.

As we got ready to head to the caverns after these stops, I called and found out that they are only open on the weekends during September, although their website says in one place that tours are offered daily May through September (the actual calendar page of the website shows the correct information, but I didn’t see that). So, my mistake for not researching the hours better, and we couldn’t do this one.

This turned out to be okay, since my girls mostly wanted to have a chance to go back to the Black Hills Institute again, which we did while the boys were napping.

We got to spend a lot more time looking at the exhibits, they all finished picking out their souvenirs for the trip, I got a few early dinosaur Christmas presents for Bubba, we treated ourselves and got a gift for my parents at a local sweet shop, and got home for more game-playing (Taboo and Catan) and relaxation in the evening.

There were lots of things that we just couldn’t fit into a four-day trip, but the one thing we felt truly bummed that we missed was the Badlands. It was over an hour to drive out there, and we did not make the trip during our stay. However, we had to drive right north of the area on our way home, and decided to go ahead and take the scenic drive through the national park so we could at least see it before heading on home. It was worth the time it added to our drive for sure, and if we ever go back, I absolutely want to make a point to take a day to spend there exploring it more.

Overall, the trip was a wonderful success. We all had a lot of fun and didn’t get stressed out or overly exhausted from doing too much. I think the key to this for our family was to go and do activities mostly in the mornings, get lunch out somewhere, and then go back to our cabin for playing/resting and an easy dinner in. And also crucial was that my husband and I made the above-mentioned point of reminding each other before and several times during the trip that we were on vacation, and we absolutely did not have to be in a hurry to get anywhere. My favorite part of the trip was actually playing games together every evening (seriously, check out the game Catan).

A close second in the favorites list was enjoying lunch out together each day. We tried some really great, interesting new foods, went to fun restaurants, and enjoyed this time together a lot. There was only one restaurant that we went to for lunch that I didn’t think was all that great, and it was one that I hadn’t looked into ahead of time or had recommended to me. Here’s a quick run-down of the restaurants:

Stonewalls Kitchen in Rapid City – We went here for lunch after Mass on Sunday, and it turned out they were still selling breakfast. Breakfast is my favorite, so this was good news. The food was wonderful, and the highlight of the meal was their serve-yourself coffee bar, where Miss and Lass tried decaf coffee for the first time ever, doctoring it all up with cream and sweetener and cinnamon (??) to their liking.

Alpine Inn in Hill City – This was our lunch destination on Monday. The food was phenomenal. Everyone tried something new (Monte Cristo sandwiches, spaetzle, etc.) and it was all so, so good. Plus the dessert was amazing. I’m not sure about the dinner experience, as they seem to only have two items on their dinner menu (we tried to get takeout from there on Wednesday evening so we could enjoy our lunch favorites again and couldn’t get them!), but the lunch was well worth the stop.

Ruby House in Keystone – This is a restaurant that is said to have been a former “house of ill repute,” though if you look on the website, the history does not include this in its story. It does have interesting antique decor and a good menu, and the girls enjoyed being able to get “fancy” drinks there.

Tally’s Silver Spoon in Rapid City – This place is very highly rated and the food was fine (though it seemed like they were trying too hard to be “edgy” with some of the items). I didn’t really enjoy our lunch here because the restaurant is not well-suited to accommodate a large-ish family. They sat us at a huge round table right by the kitchen/food prep area in the back. The table was large enough for 10-12 people, so we only sat around one side of it, and couldn’t really have a conversation with each other very well. Then an older couple came in and got seated at the table with us, which was weird. So, while I can’t say that I wouldn’t recommend this place, if you have more than 4 people in your family/party, just be aware it isn’t well set up to handle you.

And that’s it.

I realized when writing this that this was the first vacation what we have been on as just our little family since we went to Arizona when Lass was six months old (or maybe we could count a short, overnight stay at Disney when Miss turned four, though that was part of a larger family-visiting trip in Florida). We have traveled a lot to visit family, for various family functions, and for big family reunions (we went to Steamboat Springs, CO this summer with my husband’s whole family). I have also taken the kids plenty of places by myself when my husband has been working. But this type of straight-up vacation (not visiting) just for our family hasn’t happened much at all, and certainly not in recent years.

We have learned that this type of trip is priceless. The time spent together as a family, just me and my husband with our five kids, making memories, is something we will always hold dear. Experiences like these have just climbed to the top of our list of travel priorities (though we will always make time for visiting family too).

According to my girls, our next trip will be to Crater of Diamonds State Park in Arkansas. Let the planning begin…

Like an Old Friend

It’s been a really long time since my last post. I have been thinking about posting. I swear. But every time I try to round up my thoughts to type something out, it all seems overwhelming. And the longer I go without posting, the harder it feels to get back into it.

So, instead of worrying about typing up a well-thought-out post. A clever post. A coherent post… I’m just going to type and hope for the best here.

Feels kind of like coming back to an old friend. There’s a lot of catching up to do, so I’ll start there I guess.

Remember this guy?

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He’s five months old. He’s a so-so night sleeper and a terrible napper. He is super sweet, but he mostly just likes to be held, which means I get nothing done ever. Ever, ever.

His brother is hilarious and also a miniature Incredible Hulk. Hulk smash? Yes. Frequently. He’s into dinosaurs and trucks/tractors and his newest loves are sharks/fish/whales.

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He turned two a week and a half ago.

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He’s ornery and sweet. He’ll hit you in the face with a truck, and then when you say “Ow!” and tell him no, he makes the cutest little sad face and gives a hug with a “sowy.”

With the girls I recently wrapped up another school year. I absolutely love teaching them at home. I was also beyond ready to be done with it for the summer.

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They are going to a day camp right now for a week. Every summer when they do this, I get a little glimpse of what my life would be like if they were in school, and I don’t like it. It’s weird to have them gone all day!

Lass had her First Holy Communion this spring. This girl has such a beautiful faith. I just love that she finally got to receive Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament.

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We switched parishes officially after her First Communion, so next year Sis will be receiving her sacraments at our new latin rite parish.

We went to the Farm a few weeks ago, for the first time in what seems like forever. It was exhausting (Little Brother did not sleep well), but really fun. We had lots of beach time and the girls fished a ton, every night in the boat with my husband.

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My mother-in-law has kept all of my husband’s old Tonka trucks since he was a boy. He got them out for the kids to play with, and they were a big hit.

The only other big news I can think of is that my parents are going to be moving here by the end of the month. This is such an amazing, wonderful, game changing thing for me. I have never lived near my parents since becoming an adult (except for one year between undergraduate and graduate school, at which time I think my classification as an “adult” was very questionable). I keep daydreaming about what it will be like when they’re here and my kids (and I) get to spend time with them regularly. It’s going to be fabulous, and I can’t wait.

There. That was just like a quick catch up over coffee. Or wine. I’ve missed this. Hope to do it again soon.

Mom Guilt: When the Baby Isn’t the Baby Anymore

I fully intended to write this post last week on Thursday, before my scheduled induction for Friday morning. Before the little Peanut arrived. However, little guy decided to be the first of my children ever to arrive before a due date, and Thursday found me in the midst of labor and new baby heaven, instead of here. That’s a story for another post, though, which I will write soon.

Last week, before Thursday, I found myself in a familiar, yet always slightly unexpected place. That place of, “I’m about to have a baby and my life is going to change drastically,” and more specifically,”My little baby is about to not be my baby anymore. I feel so [insert one] sad, nostalgic, guilty, afraid-he-will-never-forgive-me-and-be-scarred-forever-by-this.”

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I’ve had this experience each time, in slightly varying ways, before giving birth to another baby. This feeling is always accompanied (and largely overshadowed) by intense joy and excitement for the upcoming birth of a new little person, of course, but these wistful/fearful feelings creep in a bit nonetheless.

This time, I found myself trying to spend a little bit of extra time with each of my kids. I tried to still do most of our holiday traditions:

Visiting Santa and having ice cream for lunch at the mall

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Constructing and eating gingerbread houses

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Baking and decorating Christmas cookies

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Going to see the Nutcracker in the Castle and then having cupcakes and dancing with the Sugar Plum Fairy

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I took each of the girls out for a one-on-one lunch with mom.

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I tried to spend some extra time with Bubba too.

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But in the last few days leading up to my delivery date (or what I thought was going to be my delivery date), I found myself feeling especially  nostalgic about the idea that my little man was about to not be my littlest baby anymore. I snuggled him extra. I read to him more than usual. I got all sappy about putting him to bed each night, rocking him longer and singing his song more slowly. I felt so worried that he might feel abandoned by me when I went to the hospital for a few days and then brought home a new little person who would take up a decent mount of my time.

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The other day, I talked to Super Friend about this. I knew she would understand. Of course she did. And not only did she understand, but she gave me the most perfect reminder to help me not feel guilty or worried about Bubba (I think she said it came from her husband when she had similar feelings before her second baby was born).

She said, “This is the best gift you will ever give him.”

Of course I knew this. But that little reminder was exactly what I needed to hear in that moment.

And she was absolutely right.

 

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He sure does love his little brother.

My girls are crazy about him too.

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Plenty of people say things to me (and about me sometimes, I suppose) about how crazy they think I am for having so many kids. “Better you than me!” is something I’ve heard not infrequently.

I know I might not get to spend as much one-on-one time with each of my kids as I might if I only had one or two. But I also know that their relationships with each other are one of the best things I’ve ever given them. And by that I mean not just by physically birthing a new sibling, but also through encouraging and guiding them in their interactions with each other, helping them learn to value and care for each other, to compromise and problem solve and be loyal, so that they will have this group of people to always depend on, no matter what.

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I’m so glad they all have each other.