Lunchables & Cuddly Soccer Balls

I am currently (finally) experiencing the blessing of "slowing down" and enjoying my kids as Kaitlin is declaring her independence more and more everyday. Granted, I have three under three, but they truly take care of each other, and the older ones are starting to help Kaitlin be a "big girl."
Jaeda came into our room this morning at her prompt 6:15 and I received the greatest reward that she has ever given to me...an "I love you Mommy, I love you SOOOOOO much. Followed by, "I like your rings, they are so pretty." The latter I did not care about as much as the I love yous. This girl is so sweet, and sincere. What a blessing, God made her this way.
Jaeda, KJ, and I dropped off Brice at preschool this morning, but before that, we went to the store to get Brice a lunch...we were basically out of anything to make a real meal that I wouldn't feel guilty about sending to preschool with him. So we picked out his second Lunchable ever (causing me to feel even more guilty...ahhh the irony) and a green apple, and the child could not have been more excited about his "box lunch." Much more excited about this than the usual sandwich that I make for him at home (stamped with love, I might add). At school, while saying goodbye to him at the Culligan machine, he asked me for a big kiss..."one he could hear." So I laid a big one on him and received a rather large wet one in return. When Brice asked Kaitlin for one, she preferred to just blow him kisses...a trick that she overuses these days, but we smile big every time she does it anyways. Posted are pictures from this morning...Kaitlin's thighs were stuck in between the cribrails and she was cuddling all three blankets whining because she couldn't move. So I twisted and maneuvered her chubbies out of the rails and she was fine, though confused as to why I was taking her picture during the trauma. When blankie isn't around, she prefers Brice's soft soccer ball because it feels like her blankies.

Old at Jars

Brad and I took his high school group (all boys) to the Jars of Clay concert at the MidState Fair tonight...we felt old when we realized that the last CD we bought from this band was made twelve years ago and we knew two of the songs played. Of course, this only meant that the band itself is getting up there too. We don't usually feel old, but this was unusual. It was a great concert though, and good time with my hubby and his crazy kids. It was good to get a glimpse of his guys that he talks about all of the time...I am usually distracted with my own babes at church that I do not get to hang out with the company that he spends time with during the week. The guys are crazy, gross, off-the-wall, and I had a lot of good laughs. I think I appreciate them more because I am a mother of a boy and know that he will make me laugh in the same ways one day. I'm off to read The Nanny Diaries (our latest book club choice...it has made me laugh out loud several times so far and I am only a quarter of the way through it) until I fall asleep.

That took less time than I expected!

So I have not created a blog until this moment in fear of how long it would take. I am spread TOO thin in other venues of the internet...facebook, myspace (once a month at most), kodakgallery, and of course, email. But have longed to land on the "blog" for some time seeing that I can more deeply communicate with our close friends and family what is REALLY :) going on with us here at the Pavlich home through journaling and pictures. Thankfully (not for him), my son was up with a fever so I have been tending to him, and now am unable to go to sleep, so here I am. Thank the Lord he is now in a peaceful sleep fueled by mommy's prayers and Motrin and I am going to go try my darndest to catch a few zzzzs before Jaeda too happily bursts into our room at her ever-so-consistent 6:15.