5 & 8, Ain't it Great!?

Monday was Makenna's 8th birthday, and Tuesday was Tracen's 5th. Their party is not until Saturday, but here are some pics of some mini-celebrations we had this week.


Eight years old is such a huge birthday in my eyes. I vividly remember being 8. Scott was born that year and I became a little mommy for the first time...much to his dismay, I'm sure. I remember where I sat in Mrs. Dulak's class (most often beside my first boyfriend, Grant Williams) and praying at the door in the line to go to lunch every day as a class. I also rememeber not being able to wait to get home so I could see Scott Brian! Marc was already stealing my toys, sneaking into my room and hitting me, so he isn't such a great 8 year old memory...hahaha...yet I already had that very protective big sis thing for him. He got lost a lot(due to his sneakiness and complete one-track mind when anything else more interesting was going on somewhere we were), and he choked constantly. I remember worrying about him and if he was going to choke or get stolen by some bad man. I wonder what my kids will remember about being 8 and 5? There is another baby here for them to love, and Makenna made a huge statement the other day. Some of you recall her declaration as a 3 year old while running away from home..."I will never ever have a baby so you can never ever be a grandma, Mom!!!" Lovely. But the other day she was talking to and loving on Mailey and said that she did want to have her own baby one day. Yay God! I'm ok if she doesn't want kids one day, I think, but I sure don't want her to decide that out of spite, either. A breakthrough has occurred and motherly instinct has arrived.


Tracen had fun on his day, too. I really look at him so differently anyway since Mailey arrived...just my big man now. He is so smart and thinks in very creative and intuitive ways that I would never even think about. The other day he was singing his left and right song for me. I was sitting across from him at the table and asked which one was his left hand. He has always been really good at that, and he showed me. Then I asked which one was my left hand. He just pointed diagonally across the table to my left hand. I asked him why it wasn't on the same side as his left was. He goes, "Hello, you are not sitting on the same side of the table as me. If you were beside me it would be on the same side as me, but you are over there and it is on the other side." He thought I was an idiot! My brain would not have ever gone there at age 5!


I love these two kiddos so much and am cherishing these years. I know they will be gone before I know it, and this blog will become all about nothing! Wait...maybe it already is?? And wait...Mailey will be here forever, so I guess it will be all about her, which I'm sure she will just looooooove. :) Happy Birthday to you two turkeys!!!