The party

Celebrated Teag's birthday on Monday with the fam.

Waterpark fun

This one has been asking to go to Coco Key for his birthday for like, ever.

So on Sunday, that's what we did.

It took Tess a little while to get used to the water, and while she never did decide she liked that huge dumping bucket, she did enjoy the water jets that came up in the pool.

The big boys pretty much disappeared to the big slides, although I did forbid Tanner to crack a smile, laugh, or have fun in any way, because aw man, he really didn't want to go.

Travis

And Tanner

I think, oh wait, there he is.

After several hours and an almost $40 lunch, we headed home. Cold and tired but having had much fun.

Teagan is 6

 My baby boy is a 6 yr old today.

Just 6 short years ago he came barreling out into the bathtub and he hasn't slowed down since.

Despite the fact that you can be moody and withdrawn like your mother, and despite the fact that you pick at your older siblings until they want to kick your butt, you are still and will always be, my sweet baby boy.

Happy Birthday Teag Man!

A lot

That's what has been on my mind lately. A lot. No time to blog just because I can't seem to put my thoughts down. This is my apology. I hope to do better.

Anyway, rumor has it that we're expecting again.

Not one of these.

Some of this.

Geesh, people. Cut me a break.

I start thinking it's spring and someone always says "you know, it's supposed to snow".

Haven't seen it yet, so let's hope they are wrong.

My brain has been on overdrive lately, but it will have a forced slow down this week. We will say goodbye to my grandma on Friday. This is her and Tess at her 100th birthday party. We would have celebrated 102 birthdays in June. Wow. Just to say that out loud..... 102. How many people can say that? 

I'm not sure how I feel about the whole thing. I am sad, of course, but for a couple different reasons. While my logical mind knew she wouldn't live forever, I guess my heart thought she would. So despite knowing that this was inevitable, I just never really expected it to come. I'm also sad because I don't think I've seen her since that party. I just always assumed she would be there, like I remembered her. Not the way she had been for the last several years. The Alzheimers took so much from her. She had a hard enough time remembering her own five children, let alone the multitudes of grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great, great grandchildren. I feel guilty that I didn't go to see her in the nursing home, justifying it by saying I was so busy with my own family, but really not wanting to face that she wasn't the grandma I remembered from my childhood, that she didn't even recognize me. I have such great memories of her from when I was young that I didn't want these new memories clouding that. Does that make sense?

It is because of her that I have my own big family. I always saw her as the strong matriarch of this wonderfully large family, and I wanted that too. To grow old surrounded by my children and grand children, little cousins laughing and playing together at my feet. I think that's what would make me happiest, and I like to think, it did her too.