Daddy's Day 2011

We've got some pretty sweet dads.  Father's Day was a bit of a whirlwind this year.  We celebrated all day long.  

I didn't get any pictures of Dave with his dad. But Joe was happy to take pictures at Jan's party, 

so I'm glad I got to be in one with him

 We started with breakfast with the Borowicz Crew.

Sticky buns and green smoothies.

Breakfast of champions.

 We went to church, had a quick brunch and then headed to my dad's house.

My buddy Cruz was a fan favorite

 I love these pictures.

These kids adore their Poppy

 Missing Dana and the girls, but with all these blonde kids, you would think we adopted.

 So thankful for my dad.  Always cooking and helping with the kids.

 And for my Dave.  The hottest, most creative and loving guy I could've ever prayed for.

 They just don't come any better.

Counting my blessing for these wonderful daddies.  

Sixty and goin strong

We like to party.  And with a three month old and a two year old, let me tell you, we are a BLAST.  But we had reason to celebrate because my favorite mother-in-law turned 60 on June 16.  You would never know she's 60.  She's beautiful, talented, strong and has more energy than I could ever dream of having.  

 Did I mention creative?  And she passed it along to her kiddos.

She painted the striped board on the left.  Dave did the one on the right.  

They were a big hit.

 4 of Jan's 7 siblings.

So if you're better at math than I am, that means her parents had 8 kids. 8.

 These two sweethearts just celebrated 42 years of marriage.

 My sweet sis-in-law Kate created a book for Jan entitled 

"If You Give My Mom A Project"

It included pictures of the NUMEROUS projects she has helped all of us with and things that we love about her.  A few of mine included being thankful for her margaritas and counting out loud while measuring cups of flour for cookies.  Pearls I tell you.

 Jason and Shannon joined via Skype from New Zealand (and announced they are having a baby!)

 Wahoo!  Welcome to the smoothie movement!

 A heart to heart with sweet Grandpa John.

 The immediate fam spent the night and we went to the park and hung out on the back patio.  It was a wonderful day.  So thankful for this lovely lady and all that she has given to us.  

Happy 60th Mom.

A Summer Preview

Just when you thought I had probably thrown in the blogging towel altogether....

Here's a little intro to our summer.  There is much more to come.  Like Cruz is 5 months old and he still spits up a lot.  Did I mention that he actually fried our Mac laptop because of spit up?  Isla is every bit of 2 and livin it up this summer.  Dave is still smokin hot and skinny.  And me, well I'm not skinny or smoking in any sense of the word, but I sure do love my family.  

I've Got 2 Kids

It seems pretty strange to say "kids."  Since I was pretty sure we were having a girl (and since I've always had sisters), I catch myself saying "the girls" sometimes.  But Cruz is ALL boy.  And he's getting big, fast. And Isla's getting bigger, faster.  Its all a bit much for me to see my babies grow up so fast.  I'd like them to stay babies and not be big kids.  Mostly because I never want them to leave me, but also because I kind of want to avoid the whole sassy phase.  I mean, I personally never put my parents through that phase.  I was a perfect child ;)

I'd like to use the "I've got 2 kids" line as an excuse as to why I haven't blogged in so long.  But I  know it will sound pretty pathetic because most of you reading this blog have AT LEAST that many kids.  

Below are pictures from a 4 day time period over Easter Weekend.

It started with Isla's 2nd Birthday Party on Thursday

Lots of people came, ate food and gave her beautiful presents.
The kids had an Easter Egg game.

Grandma Jan manned the infants.

This was the only picture I managed to get with Isla and her cake.

But I'm sure there's video.

 The next day, Good Friday, we dyed Easter Eggs.

I told my mom we shouldn't do as many as we did last year, but she didn't listen

Brookie and Isla decided to go skins

After we dyed Easter Eggs, we went to my cousin Jeff's house for another Easter Egg Hunt and lovely Good Friday family fellowship with family and the Schoenherrs.

The following day, we went to another Easter Egg hunt at The Club.*

*NOTE: we are not Country Club people.  Not to hate on anyone who is.  

My mom just has a social membership so we can go to cute stuff there twice a year.

Why are his glasses so big?

I may have overdone it on the Shimmer Brick, 

but most of the time its magical.

"I found it"

These two peas in a pod are so darling.

They really do love each other as much as it looks like in the pictures.

Jenna's sitting position kills me.

Reminds me of my Sitto.

Checking out the spoils.

A partial family picture

Oh, are you wondering what's on Isla's face?

Her dad thought it'd be cute to put one of those temporary tatoos on her cheek.

Real cute.

An attempted shot with Bebe and Poppy

Two of the sweetest ladies you will ever meet

with two of the cutest babies around.

The following day was Easter Sunday.

I'm ashamed to admit that we didn't even make it to church because both of the kids had colds and couldn't go into nursery.

This was the only picture I got of Isla in her Easter dress, but its a cute one.

Grandma Jan made baskets for the kids. Yippee!

Is this a cute pic or what

Sweet babies. One month apart.

She's older.

In case you are confused, the one on the right is mine.

But doesn't the one on the left (sweet Mary Helen) look like she should be mine?

So that was one fun-filled, exhausting, but fabulous long weekend with family...and my 2 kids.

Desperate Housewives: Grand Rapids, Less than a week post-partum

So, 6 days after Cruz was born, I did what any post-partum woman would do when her husband was going out of town...I went to my sister's house.  That's right folks, another edition of Desperate Housewives: Grand Rapids.  Dana & Matt graciously hosted us for nearly a week while Dave was out of town with a client for 4 days.  It was supposed to be a glorious stay-cation so that I could recover from my C-section and have someone to help me (and play with Isla).  Well, it wasn't exactly what I had thought, but we had a great time anyway.

The first night we thought we might try to have Brooke and Isla sleep in the same room.  BAD IDEA.  Brooke and Isla ended up screaming and crying and I had a small breakdown myself.  After moving Isla to Dana and Matt's closet all seemed to calm down.  At about 1:00 a.m. Dana came into my quarters holding a crying little girl.  Once I came to my senses, I realized it was Isla and not one of her girls.  So I had Isla lay on my chest while I was holding Cruz in my other arm (let me tell you how good that felt on the incision.)  After about a half hour, she calmed down and I tried to go put her back in the crib in the closet.  BAD IDEA.  She was running around the crib like a caged animal screaming "Dis is mine!" and throwing her binky and blanket.  Uncle Matt tried to talk some sense into her ("isla, this is Unlce Matt, and you are being very naughty") to no avail.  After over an hour of this nonsense, I took the inconsolable child back into bed with me.  She did not fall asleep until about 7:00 a.m. the next morning.  At 7:30 a.m., she fell out of bed, ran around the room once screaming "Dis is my Binky! Dis is my Banky!" she got back into bed with me and passed out until around 9:30 a.m.  She woke up because she fell out of bed, again.  I don't know who cried more that night, me or her.  

The next day we moved her to the closet in my room and the nap and bedtime seemed much better.  At 6:30 the next morning she woke up crying.  I retrieved her from the closet to find her burning up.  While I took her temperature, she threw up.  I started crying while watching the thermometer climb to 103.  Not exactly ideal to have with a 7 day old newborn :(  We headed to the hospital just to make sure all was well.  I cried pretty much the whole time while all the doctors and nurses reminded me that Cruz would have to be hospitalized if he got a fever.  Sick child + sleep deprivation + newborn + hormones = a real emotional mama.  After 2 popsicles and a double dose of Tylenol and Motrin, Isla was feeling just fine.  The Doctor gave me a hug and a pep talk and sent us on our way.  Dana and I sanitized the entire house, every toy, every surface, every piece of laundry to ensure minimal germ spread.  Call me neurotic, you wouldn't be the first.  The fever came and went over the next several days which really put a knot in my social calendar.  We didn't get to see many of our friends we came to see and those we did see were certainly brief visits.  

Uncle Matt with his little nephew

 This was their first bath of the day after Isla got home from the ER.

 Cruz won the award for best behaved.

 First runner up was this little butterball of sunshine.

Jenna couldn't stay out of all the baby stuff

(which led to lots more sanitizing, but totally worth it to see this little face)

 Our gracious hostess

 My dear friend Heidi got to meet Cruz for the first time.

She flew up to Michigan alone with her 3 girls ages 3 and under just to see us ;)

We got to see the sweet Reibel family.

Cruz and Joey share a birthday!

Big cousin Brooke taking care of the baby as usual

Reunited with her buddy

All in all we had a great time!  Sorry to our friends and family we didn't get to see.  I promise we will be back soon.  Thanks to the VanderLaan's for hosting us!  Next time, I'll  wait until the second week of my maternity leave to come over.