Much needed relaxing trip the mountains with our best friends and families.
Photo creds...Cam, of course.
He was hard on himself this weekend, because he wasn't hitting as well as he can, as well as he wanted to.
(side note this kid hit a home run over the fence this weekend as well). But he played his *** off defensively. He's hard on himself. He wants to pitch all the time. He wants to make every play.
I wish he could see what I see.
10 years ago today, I was headed to my prenatal appointment hoping it would be my last.
I was 39 weeks pregnant but feeling more like 43. I always enjoyed being pregnant, and I was blessed with 3 very normal and uneventful healthy pregnancies. But the last month was always the hardest. I was understandably uncomfortable but mostly just impatient. The anticipation of seeing my new baby was just too much for me. And those last weeks always seemed to drag on. I remember waking up those mornings and feeling disappointment that I had gone yet another night without spontaneously going into labor. And I never went full term with any of my babies.
My doctor had told me at my previous visit to pack a bag, that she didn't think I'd make it another week, but if I did, to come prepared. Sure enough, she checked me out and decided she would go ahead and induce. She told me to head over to the hospital, and she'd meet me there.
You came just 5 short hours later.
Tonight, after you opened your new glove and shoes from me and Dad, you were so excited and grateful. All that we could hope for.
You're growing up way too fast and maturing overnight. You remind me so much of myself. You are so goofy and crack jokes to hide your embarrassment or to lighten the mood. You are very self-conscious and won't even show your teeth when you smile. You don't take failure well, and you're really hard on yourself. You're so lovable and are always giving hugs.
You have to fix your hair everyday (correction, I have to fix your hair everyday), and you are one of the best dressed kids at your school. I hate that you're losing your baby face, but thankful you've kept those dimples.
I love the way you are with your sister. Despite the fact that you tease her incessantly, she has you wrapped around her finger. You get your feelings hurt when she won't accept your hugs and affection.
You play a lot these days on your tablet or Jackson's computer; still, you spend a lot of time outside playing basketball or jumping on the trampoline with Bella.
We worked hard to make your birthday party this year special, and I hope you always remember your 10th.
The boys have had some pretty fun and memorable birthdays, but I think this one might be the best yet.
Josh has always wanted to take the boys camping for their birthday since he did it growing up. We took Cam and a few friends to the local KOA campground. We rented a cabin to make things easier; plus, the weather this time of year can be so unpredictable and usually too cold. We lucked out this year with weather. It was 79 and sunny. Could not have asked for a better day.
I packed what I thought was enough snacks but still had to make a store run after we arrived at the cabin and the snacks were already disappearing. The boys started off playing some basketball. There were a few other boys their age at the campground that eventually joined in, and we had a game of 5 on 5 going strong. I thought they might spend the entire evening on the court, but eventually they started a game of wiffle ball with Josh acting as pitcher.
I was finally able to coax them back to the cabin for dinner. Josh insisted on grilling hamburgers. They might have gotten a little burnt, but the boys didn't seem to notice.
After dinner, Josh organized a game of Capture the Flag in the dark. We had a huge open field and playground behind our cabin which worked perfectly. Josh & I took turns hiding the flag. The boys divided into 2 teams with 2 new friends they made on the basketball court, and went in search of the hidden flags.
Then it was time for a fire and s'mores. Although, the boys ended up having more fun setting their sticks on fire instead of roasting marshmallows, until eventually I had to shut that down to prevent a forest fire.
Of course, they stayed up late but were back up at 8 a.m. wanting to play more basketball.
Cameron helped me make the pancakes (he always wants to help at home).
All in all, it was a success, and I think they will all be talking about this night for years to come. I know I will always remember it. Cam kept hugging me and Josh and telling us thank you. It sounds cliché, but I mean it when I say I wish I could keep him this age forever.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, wine, video games, and bath time. I started this blog because I am passionate about photography and journaling, and because I wanted a place to write it all down, to rememeber little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.