June 28, 2016

A Should Be Six Year Old

I sometimes pause when I go to write or say Cale's age. Because is it a would be age? A should be? A could have been? I guess it's all those things and I want whatever I say to convey how much it absolutely sucks that whatever I say, would/should/could, all those imply that his age is not referred to in the present tense. He will never be. A six year old, a kindergartner. A growing, thriving, living boy.

Six feels hard. They are all hard in their own way. But six somehow feels heavier to me than five did. Maybe it's because he would/should/could be off to kinder in the fall, or maybe it's because Miles and I unfortunately (and yet somewhat surprisingly) aren't together for his birthday - the first time we haven't been. Miles is attending a course out of state right now, but the other weekend when he was home we went out for dinner and talked about what we wanted to do on Cale's birthday. I mentioned that I didn't really expect him to do anything other than think about him and miss him and he gave me a little shrug and with glossy eyes said, "yeah, but I don't need a day to do that." It was a simple thing he said, but one that will stick with me and reminded me how lucky I am to have him as a partner through the thick, complicated, beautiful grief that we both still carry.

His birthday is always one for reflection, but it's true that I don't really miss him any more today than I do every day. I think his birthday is like ripping off a band aid on a wound that never heals. 

I hired a sitter to come over this morning so I could go for a run. I wanted to run six miles for Cale's sixth and was glad to not have much pain from an off and on injury I've been dealing with of late. Plus it was nice just to have the time to myself. I'm so grateful for the needy little brother and sister who are jumping all over me as I type this, but it's nice to just have some time to get lost in my own thoughts and memories for a bit.

After my run I took the kids to the beach and once I wrap up this blog we will decorate some birthday cookies that Finn helped me bake yesterday. Finn has been so sweet about Cale's birthday saying some pretty funny things throughout the day, such as when he asked me if the guys on horses were going to bring Cale a birthday gift. I had no clue what he was talking about so said, "I don't know buddy, what do you think?" and he replied, "I think they will because they brought baby Jesus gifts on his birthday." Ahhhh, right. The wise men. Maybe we need to revisit the details of that particular story, but I love how his little brain connected things. He also said that Cale died and is in Heaven, then paused and excitedly said, "he's in outer space!"

As always, the love and the thoughts and prayers are appreciated so much. Miles suggested that this year we donate to The Birthday Party Project which helps give birthday parties to children in homeless and domestic abuse shelters. Additionally, we've had some really sweet gestures done in honor of Cale and it is really comforting to know there is so much beauty and kindness sent out on the world because of him.  

Thank you for missing him with us and thank you for the birthday love.


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June 21, 2016

Dadda! DC! Dory!

 Before we move Miles has to attend a course that takes places in Virginia. He's there for a few months so is living in a furnished apartment. This proved to be pretty comical when Finn told his teacher that Daddy got an apartment! Fortunately she is a military spouse herself so assumed it was related to the military and not our marital status.

This past weekend the kids (and dog) and I drove up to Daddy's apartment and got to spend a few days with Miles. While there we took a day trip to DC and got to meet up with some good friends and did a little sight seeing. 

These two just looking adorable.

Far too many of these, but I'm glad we live in a country that honors even the unknown fallen.
This picture is from the eternal flame which is the resting place of the Kennedys as well as that of their infant son Patrick who died at two days old and of their daughter, Arabella who was stillborn. Jackie wanted them buried with JFK and both babies were relocated to fulfill her wish. It was only 15 weeks after Patrick's death that JFK was assassinated. It's cruel all the tragedy that Jackie had to endure in her lifetime.
You can't see it in this picture, but the marker on the right just reads "daughter" and although born in a time when stillbirths weren't spoken of, it makes me sad that her name, Arabella, wasn't included. But at least when people visit the site, they know she existed.



My freshmen year roommate from West Point. Always wonderful spending time with her.
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On Father's Day we took the kids to see Finding Dory. They were both SO excited and did really well. This was Finn's third movie in the theater, but Mary's first and she is much younger than Finn was when he went to his first movie. She started to get a little bored and needed to switch whose lap she was sitting in a lot towards the end, but overall she did great and seemed to really enjoy the movie. She is full on Nemo and Dory obsessed now!



Then on Sunday night we went up to Richmond to have dinner and walk around. The area we were in (Monument Avenue) was so beautiful and I definitely wouldn't mind going back to Richmond one day.

Getting filthy before dinner
Finn say these and said, "Mom! It's your favorite!" I was so proud. 
Robert E. Lee Monument on Monument Ave in Richmond. We were not surprised that it was facing the south.
A lot of the area we saw reminded us of Savannah or Charleston. I love these charming old cities.

Celebrating Father's Day with some delicious Cuban food.
Kids did really well on both the drive there (which was several hours longer than anticipated) and the drive back, but I mostly have Curious George and Bob the Builder to thank for that!

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June 13, 2016

Finn at Five

As I walked Finn in to Vacation Bible School today he didn't enthusiastically head off to his assigned classroom the way he does for school and summer camp. Instead he looked around this mostly unfamiliar place full of lots of unfamiliar faces and got a little overwhelmed. I pointed out that there was one face we recognized, that of his buddy Sam, but his eyes filled up with tears and he said, "I just can't do it." We went back in the hallway for a bit and after what I hoped was an adequate amount of comfort and reassurance, we headed back in to the room, this time, while still a little reluctant, he was willing to take the hand of a kind stranger and be brave as he started his first day as a five year old.

Part of me wanted to just scoop him up and tell him that it's his birthday, he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to do and we could just sit on the couch and snuggle all day, but I also know that by the time I came back for his picnic lunch, he would be more comfortable and at ease with his new friends. 

It was such a little, but big, thing - that moment at drop off. A perfect snapshot of who Finn is. My sensitive little guy who is both cautious and uncertain, but also brave and adaptable. Mary hugged him when we came back to get him and he stopped for a moment, excited to see us, but also ran off to the playground to be with his buddies. Four kids who are all probably younger than him, but all much bigger hopped on the spinning merry-go-round and it was little Finn who grabbed the handle and just started running in circles spinning his friends as fast as he possibly could. 

He was excited to wear his Ninja Turtles watch today, which was literally the only thing he wanted for his birthday, well that and apple pie. He has declared himself a pie man like his father - having a limited sweet tooth that Mary and I just don't understand. We celebrated his birthday this weekend at the beach and he spent a good remainder of the weekend building and rebuilding legos, his favorite pastime of late.

Him turning five may be the catalyst for all the emotions I knew would be lurking around the corner as we go through what is always a bittersweet month for our family. Finn is a constant remind of how much happiness can be found in life despite unmeasurable amounts of sorrow. It was never his job to "fix" us after losing Cale, but in his five years he has been such a balm, such a joy, and such an absolute treat for our whole family. When I put him to bed last night and he told me, "I love you more than a lot" I couldn't help but feel truly honored to be on the receiving end of his love.

Happy Birthday, my favorite Finn. I love you more than a lot, too. 



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June 6, 2016

Microblog Monday: Finn's School Pictures

I'm letting this blog get away from me, but not because I want to. I'll do a recap of my Run Across Georgia soon and preparing for that, both physically and logistically, just was such a time suck for the month of May. Well worth it, but a time suck nonetheless.

Because he has a summer birthday, Finn will do another year of preschool before heading to kindergarten in the fall of 2017. This will make him six when he starts kinder which is the age Cale should be turning this month. I couldn't help but feel a sting seeing pictures of little preschool graduates last month.

Finn had a great year at a really great school with just the nicest teachers. Only downside to his school year was that he took what are arguably the worst school pictures ever:


I mean, really. The photographer couldn't have attempted one more picture?! Needless to say I did not order any. The bottom one is sorta cute, but again, not worth the cost of even the cheapest package.

Good thing he has another year of preschool ahead of him, maybe he can redeem himself.


May 23, 2016

Our House in iPhone Pictures

So this happened today:


Which is crazy, because we haven't even lived in this house two years, but the market is good right now and we are moving (TO ENGLAND!!) so it makes more sense to list the house for now and if we need to rent it out, we go that route.

But to get the house ready to be put on the market, I had to clean it. A lot. You never realize how messy your house is until you have to get it "realtor ready." Miles is attending a course right now so insert sob story of me having to do all the cleaning and yard work and what have you. In all fairness he cleans way more than I do anyway, so I suppose it's payback. But whatever, it still sucked!

So, since I never did a virtual tour of our home, here is one now since it's only going to be clean for approximately half a day longer.

When you walk in the office is on your right:



And the playroom is on the left:


Then you walk to the family room:

Mary's been sporting airplane slippers all day. 
And Finn is trying to figure out why Game of Thrones is not Ninja Turtles
Then you head into the kitchen:


which is NEVER this clean. Miles has the coffee pot with him
and usually there's at least 14 stacks of papers.

Then when you go back through the family room there's my little gallery wall and the cabinet Miles built across from the stairs:


Used to be carpet. Miles replaced all the carpet on the stairs
and upstairs hallway with hardwood.
Finn's room is first on the left:


Followed by the kids' bath (not pictured) and Mary's room:

I just sold that glider to a friend who is picking it up next week.
Spent many nights rocking my babies in that chair, sort of bittersweet to part with.

Trying to decide when to move her out of the crib. I don't want to,
but it might make sense to do it before we move.

Then our room, which used to be GREEN with a woodland wallpaper boarder. I wish I had done some sort of artwork above the bed. But too late now:



Then the guest room down the hall:


And voila! That pretty much completes the house tour. 


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