David was so thoughtful and planned an amazing evening trip to the beach for my birthday. He rearranged his busy work schedule and took us to my favorite spot on Wrightsville Beach. We packed homemade lasagna and cake, along with our usual beach stuff, on the wagon. I loved every minute of our time. Our whole getaway was less than 3 hours but it was well worth it. I love you... Summer, Forrest and David. Thanks for making me feel special on my birthday and everyday throughout the year.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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Thursday, August 19, 2010
Love Him
Monday, August 16, 2010
Homemaker
The biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this (being a mom). I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of the three of my children sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages 6, 4 and 1. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less".
I try to whisper in my kids' ears throughout the day, "I love being your mommy". I said it to Summer the other night as I was putting her to bed. I thought she was asleep. She signed back to me, "I love being your Summer". Those are the moments that I will hold on to forever. That is what being a mom is all about. I adore these sweet little angels that I was given to care for. I dreamed that I would be their mom from the day they were born.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Fancy Nancy
Summer's very favorite book is called Fancy Nancy. She LOVES it. She asks me to read it every day and refers to Nancy as if she is a real person. Nancy is Summer's personal heroin. If Summer had a personal motto, it would be, "What would Fancy Nancy do". Nancy is a little girl who loves all things "fancy". Some things Summer has learned from this book: gold is fancier than yellow, patent leather is fancier than regular leather, Nancy gets everything with sprinkles on top because it is well, just fancier! Dresses are fancier than pants and the more bows in your hair the better. Summer frequently tries to get me to put matching bows in my hair to look fancier when we leave the house. Her favorite thing to do is to play dress up and to dance. We turn on the computer in the family room and crank up the music.Summer went to a Fancy Nancy themed birthday party today. She was sooo excited! The invitation said to come dressed as Fancy Nancy. We got creative and used things she had in her closet. Her leotard was from her ballet class and her tutu from her ballet recital. Her very favorite part was her hair... with three fancy bows and the most fancy headband she owns. She thought that was pretty darn fancy.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Summer the Orator
Summer was assigned to give an oral report on "All About Me" for her social studies class. I know... oral report when you are only five years old?? However, she did LOVE doing it and even loved the poster that we made. Her number one request was that it have glitter on it and let me just say, she was sure to point that out to her class several times. Her teacher said she did a great job. This is the first of many school projects I am sure and we were so proud of her.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
All Mine
Mister Forrest is growing up too fast as far as I am concerned. With Summer at school, Forrest and I now have time together each day when it is JUST the two of us. It has actually been a lot of fun for both of us. I think we both needed this special time with each other. There are so many little things about him that i never want to forget. I love how much he loves books and how he walks over to me with one and just plants himself in my lap. I love how he dances with just his left foot on its tippy toes and turns around in circles. I love how he carries around as many legos as he can in his arms for no reason. I love how I can completely understand everything he says. I love that when he really wants me to see something he says, "Mom" and grabs my chin to turn it in the direction he wants me to look. I love that I can comfort him better than anyone when he is having one of his meltdowns. I love that he waves at every person we pass while sitting in the cart as we stroll through the grocery store. I love that his favorite game in the world is to stand at the end of the hallway and for me to yell, "Forrrrreesssst" as he runs full force into my arms only to turn around and do it all over again. I love that even when he's naughty and has to sit on the stairs for time-out he actually stays on the stair until I tell him it's ok to get up. I love that when he wakes up in the middle of the night all that he needs is for Daddy to quietly walk into his bedroom and hold his hands. I love how he laughs hysterically when we do funny faces. I love his hugs when he wraps his little arms so tightly around my neck that I can't breathe. I love, love, love his contagious laugh and huge grin. I love that my kisses make his owies feel better. I love that no matter how old he gets I will always be his mom. I love every quirky little thing about him. Quite simply I just love him and I love that he is all mine.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Boogie Board
They informed me that a fun mom would boogie board WITH them.
They are amazingly talented in the art of competition.
I want to be a fun mom... It made me second guess my decision until I felt how clumsy I was.
I just couldn't do it. So now it's official...
Joy Schultz is NOT a "fun mom".
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Wrightsville Beach
I found this polaroid picture of me with my sister, Hope, the other night. We were living in Chapel Hill at that time and had come to Wrightsville Beach on a vacation. I am in the aqua blue bathing suit running to my sister and then hugging her... So excited to see the ocean. I remember this moment and feeling so happy. I hope my kids felt as happy to be on Wrightsville Beach as I did 26 years ago.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Summer Days
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