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Happy Christmas Eve to all of you. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas!!
I will leave you with some pictures of my beautiful girls.
Happy Birthday Baby Jesus!
and
Happy Birthday to my wonderful Daddy George!
Monday, December 24, 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
We miss Iron Man
Iron Man did not get home from work until 9:15pm the other night.
He left us at 8am.
This is a busy time of year for UPS.
We are thankful but the girls miss Daddy. And sometimes I hate being a "UPS widow". That's what happens at Christmas though.
His supper was waiting for him and the bed was turned back.
We were sitting on the back deck. The evening had turned cool while we waited for a storm.
When the wind blew just the right way, you could almost smell the rain that was on its way.
Lightning was dancing in the clouds. I giggled and said it looked like Jesus was putting on a fireworks show.
It was dark. He didn't make eye contact. I didn't see him smile but I felt it.
I sat down by him with my iced wine. We listened to music and just enjoyed being together.
No more words.
We came to this crossroads a few years ago. The crossroads of "we-are-no-longer-newlyweds-but-we-are-not-an-old-married-couple".
I hated it when we stopped talking to each other every second.
There never used to be a silent moment between the two of us.
Our feelings never changed. We just fell silent at certain times.
We would go out to dinner and barely talk.
Then I realized, we are happy to just be together.
He makes me realize that I don't have to talk every minute.
It is never awkward.
It is just silent sometimes.
To be honest, silence is golden these days.
He knows now that I need that silence every once in a while. With two children that are only 26 months apart, silence is hard to come by.
My brain turns 8000 miles a minute on most days. Some days I don't even remember to use the bathroom.
So sitting on the back deck, in the dark, with my wine (his beer), and the dancing lightning made me love this man even more.
And we are happy.
Silent and happy.
He left us at 8am.
This is a busy time of year for UPS.
We are thankful but the girls miss Daddy. And sometimes I hate being a "UPS widow". That's what happens at Christmas though.
His supper was waiting for him and the bed was turned back.
The girls fell asleep waiting for him to get home.
I thought about one night this summer.
I wrote about it but never posted it.
This is what I wrote:
When the wind blew just the right way, you could almost smell the rain that was on its way.
Lightning was dancing in the clouds. I giggled and said it looked like Jesus was putting on a fireworks show.
It was dark. He didn't make eye contact. I didn't see him smile but I felt it.
I sat down by him with my iced wine. We listened to music and just enjoyed being together.
No more words.
We came to this crossroads a few years ago. The crossroads of "we-are-no-longer-newlyweds-but-we-are-not-an-old-married-couple".
I hated it when we stopped talking to each other every second.
There never used to be a silent moment between the two of us.
Our feelings never changed. We just fell silent at certain times.
We would go out to dinner and barely talk.
Then I realized, we are happy to just be together.
He makes me realize that I don't have to talk every minute.
It is never awkward.
It is just silent sometimes.
To be honest, silence is golden these days.
He knows now that I need that silence every once in a while. With two children that are only 26 months apart, silence is hard to come by.
My brain turns 8000 miles a minute on most days. Some days I don't even remember to use the bathroom.
So sitting on the back deck, in the dark, with my wine (his beer), and the dancing lightning made me love this man even more.
And we are happy.
Silent and happy.
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Courage
I have had this 50mm lens for a while.
I wanted a portrait lens and at the time found this to be what I was looking for.
The only problem with it was it would not autofocus with my camera.
Bummer.
However, it is a fixed lens and I figured it would be easy to manual focus.
Click... ADD TO CART. PROCEED TO CHECKOUT. DONE.
Fast forward two years later and I have never taken a picture with the thing.
It stresses me out.
I haven't ever really practiced with it.
That is until I pulled it out the other night.
This is what I got...
I wanted a portrait lens and at the time found this to be what I was looking for.
The only problem with it was it would not autofocus with my camera.
Bummer.
However, it is a fixed lens and I figured it would be easy to manual focus.
Click... ADD TO CART. PROCEED TO CHECKOUT. DONE.
Fast forward two years later and I have never taken a picture with the thing.
It stresses me out.
I haven't ever really practiced with it.
That is until I pulled it out the other night.
This is what I got...
Big, sit still.
I need to see your eye.
NOT like that!
STAY STILL...
blurry
Now, sit very still Bug.
Don't make any sudden movements.
FREEZE
"Last one ok Mom!?"
Just one more, Bug. Please just one more.
So, I pulled out one of the nutcrackers.
He will sit still for me.
Not too bad.
Not bad at all.
I am figuring this thing out. Even if it took me two years to get enough courage to do it. Ha!
Merry Christmas!
Friday, December 21, 2012
Friday Letters: Santa Edition
Dear Santa,
I have been really nice this year (for the most part). Here are a few things I need/want for Christmas.
xoxo,
Hailey Hill Lafone
1. Black Riding Boots
These will do.
2. I really need a pair of black leggings.
I like these in black please.
If you are feeling really generous, I would LOVE this D7000.
Oh, and a XC70 too! Oneday I am going to ask you for one and it is just going to appear in the driveway. I have this good feeling about it. I really do.
Love always,
Hailey Hill Lafone
I have been really nice this year (for the most part). Here are a few things I need/want for Christmas.
xoxo,
Hailey Hill Lafone
1. Black Riding Boots
These will do.
2. I really need a pair of black leggings.
I like these in black please.
If you are feeling really generous, I would LOVE this D7000.
Oh, and a XC70 too! Oneday I am going to ask you for one and it is just going to appear in the driveway. I have this good feeling about it. I really do.
Love always,
Hailey Hill Lafone
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Oops
Caroline: "It is soooooooooooo hot!!"
Emma: "Mom, turn the air on! Big is HOT!"
I fumble to control the air while I'm driving.
Caroline: "OMG! IT IS HOT AS A MOTHER!"
That's when I realized I am definitely winning the Mother of the Year award.
"Hot as a mother."
I giggled the whole time I was reprimanding her though.
Emma: "Mom, turn the air on! Big is HOT!"
I fumble to control the air while I'm driving.
Caroline: "OMG! IT IS HOT AS A MOTHER!"
That's when I realized I am definitely winning the Mother of the Year award.
"Hot as a mother."
I giggled the whole time I was reprimanding her though.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Fashion with Bug
Last week Bug was sick.
It was a long week of no preschool.
You can only imagine the number of times she changed her clothes.
Here are a few outfits from the past two days...
#1- This was her third outfit of the day. I just didn't think to take a picture of the other two.
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It was a long week of no preschool.
You can only imagine the number of times she changed her clothes.
Here are a few outfits from the past two days...
#1- This was her third outfit of the day. I just didn't think to take a picture of the other two.
Later Monday night it was this outfit...
Yesterday she wore her Christmas dress to her preschool Christmas celebration. As soon as we got home, she changed into this...
Yes, she wore this outside to play, the grocery store and Domino's to pick up our pizza. Bless.
If you were wondering... she already has those pink leggings on AGAIN this morning with a fabulous jersey dress.
She may have a meltdown when I tell her they need to be washed today.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Our world is crying
One week ago, the parents of those 20 Sandy Hook elementary school students were rushing about their morning just like me and you. Unbeknownst to them the grueling fate that lie ahead.
This morning was a quiet morning.
I made a promise to myself Friday that I will do my very best not yell at Caroline in the mornings anymore. My morning ran much smoother with no yelling and fighting. In the end does it really matter what jeans she wore, or shoes she wore, that her hair was not perfectly placed or that we were a little late?
We got in the car and as I backed out of the driveway, I started praying. Praying for my babies, their teachers, their schools.
I pray for my family everyday but this morning was different.
About halfway to school, I realized I was no longer asking God to watch over my family today... I was begging. Screaming to Him at the top of my lungs to please take care of my children and keep them safe.
I had the music loud (we love loud music) and the girls were singing along to Dave Matthews "Mercy" (how appropriate that this just so happened to be playing when we got in the car).
I cried.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding..."
I cried for all those parents and loved ones of those who lost their lives Friday.
I cried for my babies who have to grow up in a world that is... well, just mean.
I cried for me. I cried and begged.
"...in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight."
This morning was worse than the first day of Kindergarten.
I am a mess.
Losing control is my biggest fear. I am realizing that no matter how much I love and pray and beg, I cannot control my children's future. That, my friends, is a hard, jagged pill for me to swallow.
My Mom's favorite verse is Proverbs 3:5-6. It's a verse you hear your whole life in the Christian faith. It is a verse that popped in my head this morning.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight."
Time is crawling already today. I am ready to pick Caroline up and have her here with me. School just seems so scary right now. School? Scary?? Our babies are not even safe at school.
I am counting down the minutes until I can go get her from that place.
Until then, I will trust.
I will trust the administrative staff of her school.
I will trust her teachers.
I will trust God.
That is all we can do.
Trust and pray.
Thank you to all of my teacher friends. I said a prayer for you this morning too. You are amazing girls. You leave your precious babies everyday to take care of precious babies like mine. I can never thank you enough.
This morning was a quiet morning.
I made a promise to myself Friday that I will do my very best not yell at Caroline in the mornings anymore. My morning ran much smoother with no yelling and fighting. In the end does it really matter what jeans she wore, or shoes she wore, that her hair was not perfectly placed or that we were a little late?
We got in the car and as I backed out of the driveway, I started praying. Praying for my babies, their teachers, their schools.
I pray for my family everyday but this morning was different.
About halfway to school, I realized I was no longer asking God to watch over my family today... I was begging. Screaming to Him at the top of my lungs to please take care of my children and keep them safe.
I had the music loud (we love loud music) and the girls were singing along to Dave Matthews "Mercy" (how appropriate that this just so happened to be playing when we got in the car).
I cried.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding..."
I cried for all those parents and loved ones of those who lost their lives Friday.
I cried for my babies who have to grow up in a world that is... well, just mean.
I cried for me. I cried and begged.
"...in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight."
This morning was worse than the first day of Kindergarten.
I am a mess.
Losing control is my biggest fear. I am realizing that no matter how much I love and pray and beg, I cannot control my children's future. That, my friends, is a hard, jagged pill for me to swallow.
My Mom's favorite verse is Proverbs 3:5-6. It's a verse you hear your whole life in the Christian faith. It is a verse that popped in my head this morning.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight."
Time is crawling already today. I am ready to pick Caroline up and have her here with me. School just seems so scary right now. School? Scary?? Our babies are not even safe at school.
I am counting down the minutes until I can go get her from that place.
Until then, I will trust.
I will trust the administrative staff of her school.
I will trust her teachers.
I will trust God.
That is all we can do.
Trust and pray.
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Thank you to all of my teacher friends. I said a prayer for you this morning too. You are amazing girls. You leave your precious babies everyday to take care of precious babies like mine. I can never thank you enough.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Christmas Card 2012
Most of our Christmas cards should be at there new houses so I will share with all of you blog friends...
I didn't have a back this year to add Zoey. Darn!
So... Merry Christmas from Zoey too!
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We hope you all have a fabulous Christmas!!!
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Christmas Card 2010- I guess I didn't send one?
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Fashion with Bug
This is Bug's favorite outfit to date.
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Top: The Children's Place
Skirt: The Children's Place
Shoes: The Children's Place- similar here (Yes, the toe of that black shoe is rubbed off. I color it with a black sharpie to make it look better but I forgot to do it before the picture. They are actually Caroline's favorite shoes. Yes, my children share shoes. Can you guess which toe Big uses on her scooter?)
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