Thomas is five today!!
His first words to me as soon as he saw me this morning, "I feel a lot taller already!"
Love that!
Will share more and add photos a little later of his fun birthday celebration yesterday.
Hawkins Family
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Videos
Love all of these! Hope you do too! They're all from yesterday.
Gaby calling for Clay and TaTa. LOVE it!
Dancing, dancing, dancing! She's quite the mover and shaker (always on her knees! Silly girl!)
Thomas' birthday song. Yes, he made it up....in bed a few nights ago when he was supposed to be going to sleep.
Oh, and I found some darling lavender bedding this afternoon. Now I'm even more excited!
Gaby calling for Clay and TaTa. LOVE it!
Dancing, dancing, dancing! She's quite the mover and shaker (always on her knees! Silly girl!)
Thomas' birthday song. Yes, he made it up....in bed a few nights ago when he was supposed to be going to sleep.
Oh, and I found some darling lavender bedding this afternoon. Now I'm even more excited!
Starting the Preparations
Did you see the baby ticker? 56 days! 56 DAYS!! Whoa! Where is the time going?
We're starting the preparations. We ordered another crib and bookshelf last night. I have the dresser/changing table picked out too. We'll be ordering that soon as well. It wasn't on as good a sale as the crib and bookshelf, so I'm holding out a bit in hopes it will come down too. It's a super cute set....and very girly. No, we don't know we're having a girl (just think that), but we're actually going to give Gaby this set and use the oldie-but-goodie, soon to be four-times-over set for the newest little one. It's very gender neutral and since we already have at least one beautiful little lady, decided to get her something girly and a little more grown-up looking to last her a while. Getting excited! It's still a little funny to me that we have to buy more for Baby #4 than for any of them since Clayton! Never needed two cribs or a double stroller before. Speaking of, taking recommendations for a great double stroller.
We've been slowly working on clearing out the spare bedroom to be turned into another nursery. This room was initially a spare bedroom/office. Then, it was Clayton's room. It had a brief stint as a playroom, then back to a spare bedroom/office after we bunked the boys. Then....two weeks after buying a new queen mattress and lugging the very heavy computer armoire back upstairs, we found out we'll need to turn it into a nursery. My goodness!
Also, looking for some super cute lavender nursery bedding to have just in case this babe does turn out to be a girl. If you see some, let me know. Not having a ton of luck so far. Gab's room is pink and green, so want to do a little different color scheme for this one. If the kiddo turns out to be a boy, we're planning to go back to Clayton's snoopy nursery with some new bedding. I still have all the accessories, but the bedding didn't hold up well enough to keep after two years of being dried in an Italian dryer. Those things are crazy!
Happy Sunday! Off to grab a quick nap before continuing the birthday preparations for Thomas. Five on Tuesday. Wow. Wow!
We're starting the preparations. We ordered another crib and bookshelf last night. I have the dresser/changing table picked out too. We'll be ordering that soon as well. It wasn't on as good a sale as the crib and bookshelf, so I'm holding out a bit in hopes it will come down too. It's a super cute set....and very girly. No, we don't know we're having a girl (just think that), but we're actually going to give Gaby this set and use the oldie-but-goodie, soon to be four-times-over set for the newest little one. It's very gender neutral and since we already have at least one beautiful little lady, decided to get her something girly and a little more grown-up looking to last her a while. Getting excited! It's still a little funny to me that we have to buy more for Baby #4 than for any of them since Clayton! Never needed two cribs or a double stroller before. Speaking of, taking recommendations for a great double stroller.
We've been slowly working on clearing out the spare bedroom to be turned into another nursery. This room was initially a spare bedroom/office. Then, it was Clayton's room. It had a brief stint as a playroom, then back to a spare bedroom/office after we bunked the boys. Then....two weeks after buying a new queen mattress and lugging the very heavy computer armoire back upstairs, we found out we'll need to turn it into a nursery. My goodness!
Also, looking for some super cute lavender nursery bedding to have just in case this babe does turn out to be a girl. If you see some, let me know. Not having a ton of luck so far. Gab's room is pink and green, so want to do a little different color scheme for this one. If the kiddo turns out to be a boy, we're planning to go back to Clayton's snoopy nursery with some new bedding. I still have all the accessories, but the bedding didn't hold up well enough to keep after two years of being dried in an Italian dryer. Those things are crazy!
Happy Sunday! Off to grab a quick nap before continuing the birthday preparations for Thomas. Five on Tuesday. Wow. Wow!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
First Steps
Just a little busy around here these days (sarcasm!) Even too busy to document the very exciting first steps of Gabriella on Super Bowl Sunday. Had to say "Super Bowl Sunday" because I couldn't remember the date. Alas, believe it was February 6th if my memory is serving me (which it most certainly isn't these days like most of the rest of my body.)
Anyway....too much additional commentary....sorry. OK, so we're at Ronnie's brother's house for the Super Bowl. Thomas, Gaby, and I had just arrived a few minutes before. She's standing at the ottoman in the family room and just starts walking over to me on the couch. It was so cute! And like I figured, her first steps were a whole bunch, a good seven, maybe more. She's so steady on her feet; figured when she wanted to go, she'd just go and she did. Loved seeing that little body toddle towards me.
She took a few more steps the next couple days, then stopped again until yesterday. She's started standing independently and pretty much at will since then. And she's walking holding on to one hand of mine or Ronnie's much more. But when she wants to go, she will do almost anything to get to her knees to get there fast! Think we're definitely dealing with a "I'll do it when I'm good and ready" type of chica here. Love her to pieces, but I'll confess a fear of her teenage years already! :)
Have lots more updates and photos coming soon hopefully. Lots of fun pics from our day of sledding last week. We missed a trip to Disneyland with some wonderfully special friends due to my illness (that little cold turned into a nasty infection that required antibiotics and kept me down for a good 10 days)....but at least we got a day in the mountains on the backside of it. I'll take what I can get these days.
Oh, we've made it through four of our six doctors' appointments so far and everyone is healthy! Yay! And not sure what position the babe is in these days. I'm thinking transverse, but not sure. Pretty sure it's pulled its foot up because I'm not feeling those boots to the cervix anymore, but don't think we've achieved full-flippage yet either. Keep praying!
Anyway....too much additional commentary....sorry. OK, so we're at Ronnie's brother's house for the Super Bowl. Thomas, Gaby, and I had just arrived a few minutes before. She's standing at the ottoman in the family room and just starts walking over to me on the couch. It was so cute! And like I figured, her first steps were a whole bunch, a good seven, maybe more. She's so steady on her feet; figured when she wanted to go, she'd just go and she did. Loved seeing that little body toddle towards me.
She took a few more steps the next couple days, then stopped again until yesterday. She's started standing independently and pretty much at will since then. And she's walking holding on to one hand of mine or Ronnie's much more. But when she wants to go, she will do almost anything to get to her knees to get there fast! Think we're definitely dealing with a "I'll do it when I'm good and ready" type of chica here. Love her to pieces, but I'll confess a fear of her teenage years already! :)
Have lots more updates and photos coming soon hopefully. Lots of fun pics from our day of sledding last week. We missed a trip to Disneyland with some wonderfully special friends due to my illness (that little cold turned into a nasty infection that required antibiotics and kept me down for a good 10 days)....but at least we got a day in the mountains on the backside of it. I'll take what I can get these days.
Oh, we've made it through four of our six doctors' appointments so far and everyone is healthy! Yay! And not sure what position the babe is in these days. I'm thinking transverse, but not sure. Pretty sure it's pulled its foot up because I'm not feeling those boots to the cervix anymore, but don't think we've achieved full-flippage yet either. Keep praying!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
In Awe
This post should have been written yesterday, on THE day, February 2, 2011. But due to a very sick Mama, it's happening a day late. That's not to diminish it's importance at all. Truly, this was a divine moment and as such, came when I was least expecting it.
I was driving Clayton to school yesterday morning. Just Clay, Gaby, and me. Ronnie took Thomas to school. So as seems to happen fairly often, in the car, especially when it's just the three of us, Clay really opens up. He first asked me what the middle finger gesture means as he'd just had the privilege of witnessing that the day before by a fifth grade girl. Addressed that. Then we moved on to me asking him about a scratch I noticed on his neck.
"Don't worry about it, Mommy. A boy did it at school yesterday, but we went to the office and it's all straightened out."
Don't worry about it? Sure. I tried to be sensitive and delicate though. I don't want him to think we're going to jump on and overreact to every situation that arises (which he expressed was his concern). I ended up asking him several questions which he answered, so I felt like I got a pretty clear idea of what happened and how it was handled by the appropriate people. Of course, I'm giving you the abridged version. It ended up being a really good conversation. I was able to express our love for him and how we just really didn't want him to feel like he had to go through things alone....ever. That's crucially important to me, to us, as parents. So ended on a high note, but just had that heavy feeling that comes with having to teach your kids the harsh realities of life. Hate seeing them lose their innocence.
We pull up to school and Clayton just kind of sits there. He's usually very eager to jump out the door, even a little annoyed when I make him wait for a minute while we pray for him.
He finally asks, "When can I be baptized? I mean, is there a certain age that you and Daddy want me to be?"
We've talked about this before of course, so I just reiterated what we've talked about in the past. That there's not a certain age for baptism, but we have to first accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior. We must believe with our heart and confess with our mouth that Jesus is Lord and He died to save us from our sins, and then the Holy Spirit will come to live in us and we get to spend eternity in heaven. We talked a little more; mostly about how that time is different and special for everyone; that it's just when God prompts your heart to make that commitment. AND that it's a big commitment. It's choosing to follow God for the rest of your life, not just words that we say or what maybe seems like the fun of baptism. Like I said, we've talked about this before, and he's always said he wasn't ready. I could tell today was different. I asked him if he was ready.
"I'll do it tonight," he said.
"OK," I responded. Wanted this to be totally between God and him.
Then, he asked, "Or can we do it right now?"
"Yes, if you're sure you're ready."
"Yes, I am."
He reached back to grab Gaby's hand to pray (so precious) and he took my hand, and I lead my amazing first-born son in a prayer of salvation.
So amazing. So precious. So divinely orchestrated. That on the heels of a "real life" conversation, it almost seemed like he recognized the need for a Savior. I love watching God work. And watching your very own child accept God's free gift of eternal life, that's nothing less than a miracle. I'm still in awe.
After some hugs and few more words (what I could muster through my tears of joy), he stepped out of the truck with a confident stride. Truly, a confidence was brimming from him that I've never witnessed before. He turned back twice to smile and wave, and just looked perfectly content.
I was driving Clayton to school yesterday morning. Just Clay, Gaby, and me. Ronnie took Thomas to school. So as seems to happen fairly often, in the car, especially when it's just the three of us, Clay really opens up. He first asked me what the middle finger gesture means as he'd just had the privilege of witnessing that the day before by a fifth grade girl. Addressed that. Then we moved on to me asking him about a scratch I noticed on his neck.
"Don't worry about it, Mommy. A boy did it at school yesterday, but we went to the office and it's all straightened out."
Don't worry about it? Sure. I tried to be sensitive and delicate though. I don't want him to think we're going to jump on and overreact to every situation that arises (which he expressed was his concern). I ended up asking him several questions which he answered, so I felt like I got a pretty clear idea of what happened and how it was handled by the appropriate people. Of course, I'm giving you the abridged version. It ended up being a really good conversation. I was able to express our love for him and how we just really didn't want him to feel like he had to go through things alone....ever. That's crucially important to me, to us, as parents. So ended on a high note, but just had that heavy feeling that comes with having to teach your kids the harsh realities of life. Hate seeing them lose their innocence.
We pull up to school and Clayton just kind of sits there. He's usually very eager to jump out the door, even a little annoyed when I make him wait for a minute while we pray for him.
He finally asks, "When can I be baptized? I mean, is there a certain age that you and Daddy want me to be?"
We've talked about this before of course, so I just reiterated what we've talked about in the past. That there's not a certain age for baptism, but we have to first accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior. We must believe with our heart and confess with our mouth that Jesus is Lord and He died to save us from our sins, and then the Holy Spirit will come to live in us and we get to spend eternity in heaven. We talked a little more; mostly about how that time is different and special for everyone; that it's just when God prompts your heart to make that commitment. AND that it's a big commitment. It's choosing to follow God for the rest of your life, not just words that we say or what maybe seems like the fun of baptism. Like I said, we've talked about this before, and he's always said he wasn't ready. I could tell today was different. I asked him if he was ready.
"I'll do it tonight," he said.
"OK," I responded. Wanted this to be totally between God and him.
Then, he asked, "Or can we do it right now?"
"Yes, if you're sure you're ready."
"Yes, I am."
He reached back to grab Gaby's hand to pray (so precious) and he took my hand, and I lead my amazing first-born son in a prayer of salvation.
So amazing. So precious. So divinely orchestrated. That on the heels of a "real life" conversation, it almost seemed like he recognized the need for a Savior. I love watching God work. And watching your very own child accept God's free gift of eternal life, that's nothing less than a miracle. I'm still in awe.
After some hugs and few more words (what I could muster through my tears of joy), he stepped out of the truck with a confident stride. Truly, a confidence was brimming from him that I've never witnessed before. He turned back twice to smile and wave, and just looked perfectly content.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
What Kind of Bananas?
Ronnie and I went out on a date last night before small group. It was really fun. Before Gaby was born, we were really diligent about going out once a week. It hasn't been so easy or convenient over the last year plus with first a newborn, then Weapons School, and lately, just life. Anyway, we had a very yummy and relaxing dinner together before joining our awesome small group friends.
Just before we left, as we were hugging the kiddos good-bye, Thomas told me that I smelled good.
"Thanks," I said, "I did take a shower today."
Just for fun (and because it's Thomas), I decided to ask, "What do I smell like?"
He thought for a moment, and then offered, "Non-rotten bananas." (Dead-pan face and all!)
Ronnie, the babysitter, and I were all cracking up. What?! Non-rotten bananas! The only thing I could think to respond with, "Better than smelling like rotten bananas!"
Where does he come up with these things?
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In other news, I've finally succumb to the sick bug. Definitely a cold at this point, possibly a sinus infection. Either way, it stinks. Moms are not supposed to get sick....ever! Glad it's Sunday and Ronnie is graciously playing Mr. Mom, taking care of the kiddos, letting me nap, and even going to Costco and the grocery store. Love that man. Hoping and praying I will be good enough to fly solo tomorrow.
Just before we left, as we were hugging the kiddos good-bye, Thomas told me that I smelled good.
"Thanks," I said, "I did take a shower today."
Just for fun (and because it's Thomas), I decided to ask, "What do I smell like?"
He thought for a moment, and then offered, "Non-rotten bananas." (Dead-pan face and all!)
Ronnie, the babysitter, and I were all cracking up. What?! Non-rotten bananas! The only thing I could think to respond with, "Better than smelling like rotten bananas!"
Where does he come up with these things?
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In other news, I've finally succumb to the sick bug. Definitely a cold at this point, possibly a sinus infection. Either way, it stinks. Moms are not supposed to get sick....ever! Glad it's Sunday and Ronnie is graciously playing Mr. Mom, taking care of the kiddos, letting me nap, and even going to Costco and the grocery store. Love that man. Hoping and praying I will be good enough to fly solo tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
And Here We Go Again....Again
Another trip to the doctor!!! (Insert scream here! Can you hear it? I'm still screaming!) Gaby was pulling on her ears again this weekend, along with trying to stuff bits of food and tissues in there. By Monday afternoon, she was a crying, tired, miserable mess. We went back to the doctor today....again. Double ear infection is back or probably more likely, never died off in the first place. She's back on a new antibiotic. (Yep, still screaming!)
The constant trips to the doctor are exhausting. Too bad I've only got like six more scheduled in February between the ear infection rechecks, speciality appointments for all three, and my OB check. It's like a full-time job just carting us around to the various doctors.
Please, Lord, heal us up.
The constant trips to the doctor are exhausting. Too bad I've only got like six more scheduled in February between the ear infection rechecks, speciality appointments for all three, and my OB check. It's like a full-time job just carting us around to the various doctors.
Please, Lord, heal us up.
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