A Snapshot of Motherhood

The following pictures were taken by Porter from my phone.  He knows he's not allowed to mess around on my phone, but we were in a rush to pick up Eli from preschool, and as long as he sat still I let him have it.  

Normally he takes a million pictures of carpet fuzz, or even more of his double chin if it's in selfie mode, but this time he got me.  

Right now, this is motherhood for me.  Clothing the boys.  Washing the boys. Feeding the boys.  Ferrying the boys. Listening to endless stories and comments.  Teaching, disciplining, and being taught in turn.  Comforting, snuggling, and wiping bums.  I often feel so dang boring because this is what I do, but it's hard to communicate the satisfaction and joy and the agony and frustration of it all.

Sometimes I feel like being Zach's wife and Eli and Porter's mom has consumed my life, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.  I think I'll let Porter have my phone more often.

Zach Enters His Mid-Thirties

I feel like when I got married in addition to gaining a husband, I basically got a second birthday.  True, the presents aren't for me (although I often benefit from them) but SOMEONE has to take the birthday boy to dinner, SOMEONE gets to celebrate by skiing with him, etc.  And luckily that someone is me.

Zach has requested to go skiing for his birthday or Valentine's Day basically since we got married, but it just never happened.  We had school, we had work, I was pregnant, I was postpartum, and on and on, but THIS YEAR.  This year I made. It. Happen.

 It was a bit warm, the snow was a little slushy, and it took me a few runs to dredge up my memories of the last time I skied (5th grade), but eventually we got the hang of it and had a blast!

 Zach is straight up my favorite person in the world, and I always feel lucky to be the one that gets to celebrate with him.  Happy birthday Handsome Man!

And, as an added bonus, we caught sweet McKenna's baptism on our way back from Sundance.  Isn't she adorable?

Death by Ketchup

Ketchup?  Catch up?  Get it?
Ha.  Anyway, it's that time again.  I think about just quitting blogging every time I get behind, because who blogs these days anyway?  But then I look at my stats and see that I have 100ish views a month from France.  Do I know anyone in France?  No.  But I'd hate to disappoint that person/weird robot.  So here we go.

It is now sunny, warm mid-June, but this is where I left off:

Snowy, freezing March.
Well, nothing else for it.  Let's get the ketchup party started!