tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73594098638053635782024-03-18T18:22:19.100-04:00Four by TwoBeatles fans become parents to quadruplets. Was there any doubt we'd call them "The Fab Four"?Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.comBlogger290125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-56282713954062347132020-01-25T21:24:00.004-05:002020-01-25T21:29:18.749-05:00They're 11!Better (a month) late than never ...
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-18795428831272370182019-04-01T23:02:00.000-04:002019-04-01T23:02:33.432-04:00My friends over at Momnesia Podcast asked me to write about a motherhood story I want to remember or one
wish I could forget. What to pick, what to pick? Click through to see
what I decided on, and then head on over to iTunes, search "Momnesia Podcast," and subscribe to hear great stories from all kinds of mommas!Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-37229107715627256062019-01-02T22:33:00.000-05:002019-01-02T22:33:10.532-05:00They're 10!
Double digits!
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-12798413764885060972018-10-29T13:08:00.001-04:002018-10-29T22:13:59.820-04:00Halloween 2018Halloween is a big day in our house. I've actually had to make a rule that we cannot talk about Halloween until after Labor Day! For the kids (and for me), Halloween kicks off the magical holiday season that leads into Thanksgiving and Christmas, and we revel in the anticipation and creative spirit that it brings.
I plan to post a look back at the many costumes we've worn since the last time I Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-13950490796029728662017-12-25T12:32:00.003-05:002017-12-25T12:36:11.246-05:00They're 9!
Halfway through their childhood ...Isaac, Lucia, Jude, and Dahlia
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-84232195309420781632016-12-31T18:09:00.002-05:002016-12-31T18:17:20.070-05:00They're 8!
Emoji cakes for Isaac, Lucia, Jude, and Dahlia
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-39354602780875943952015-12-25T22:27:00.002-05:002015-12-27T20:01:54.102-05:00They're 7!
Isaac wanted a 7 continents cake for their 7th birthday. Wish granted!
(left to right: Isaac, Lucia, Jude, and Dahlia)
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-42603256809813323872014-12-26T21:03:00.002-05:002014-12-26T21:03:59.700-05:00They're 6!
Isaac, Lucia, Jude, and Dahlia
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-42015883476998192142013-12-31T16:54:00.001-05:002013-12-31T17:02:55.600-05:00They're 5!One week ago today, four special 4-year-olds turned 5 years old! And this time we weren't visiting the abuelitos like we were last year ... now we actually live with them, in their house, in TEXAS!
Something else was different, too. The kids have always had birthday cupcakes in four different frosting colors, but this year everyone got his or her own cake! Isaac requested white cake, Lucy wantedSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-18278364004566397422013-07-05T22:31:00.000-04:002013-12-31T16:56:12.508-05:00On two wheelsEver since the weather warmed up this year, we've been spending a lot of time like this:
Today, however, thanks to the kindness of neighbors we'd never seen or met before, neighbors who just happened to be on their driveway when we rode by, our daily trike ride changed forever. We now have a bike! The boys are especially thrilled:
Since they've only ever ridden trikes before, it took a Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-80027334404410836042013-07-04T20:28:00.000-04:002013-12-31T17:30:13.084-05:00Adding upA while back I noticed that Lucy was starting to understand that if one kid left the table, only three kids remained, and other such scenarios. Eager to encourage any burgeoning math skills, I started occasionally creating my own word problems in the midst our daily life to introduce the kids to the the idea of addition, subtraction, fractions, and the like. Apparently this approach is exactly Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-7691506733641785582013-05-29T22:14:00.004-04:002013-07-05T20:32:26.363-04:00Ride's overToday marked the end of an era in the life of our little family: We sold our choo choo wagon! And because people around the world seem to have enjoyed the kids' first choo choo ride so much (or maybe just because we are dorks!), Ted and I decided that the most fitting farewell would be to film a little sequel:
Goodbye, dear choo choo ... you served us well!Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-4750340183107281042013-04-14T16:10:00.000-04:002013-04-14T17:50:34.245-04:00Read it, brother!I recently came across a book that I hadn't read to the kids since they were babies. On the way home from church today, Dahlia asked me to read their "new" book to her, but because she was sitting in the seat behind me, I couldn't do it.
Isaac to the rescue!
Not only did he read an entire volume of novel text to her, but he also did it with feeling! And so patiently, too. Here's a clip:
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-79480398035054865382013-04-05T16:49:00.000-04:002013-04-05T17:39:28.549-04:00Out of the box
A box is just a box.
Until you look at it and decide that it's actually a doghouse:
Until you realize that you can get in, shut the "door," and be alone, for once:
Until you figure out that you can push two boxes together to make a cozy, private cave for two:
Until you round up a couple more boxes to create a haven with just enough room for all of you:
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-81121278856312170112013-03-14T10:38:00.000-04:002013-03-14T10:38:03.426-04:00For the love of art"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."
Pablo Picasso
As a kid, I always thought that I'd be an artist when I grew up. Although that dream
faded and died long ago, my love of art and art history
did not. Lately I've been thinking a lot about how I can foster the same art
appreciation in my kids, especially since they are starting to exhibit Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-13056602929953036502013-01-18T16:08:00.001-05:002013-04-14T21:41:01.424-04:00Adios, AbuelitoLast night my beloved Abuelito passed away. Although he'd been very ill for some time and his death was not unexpected, his departure still hurts. Although we are relieved that he is no longer in pain, our family still hurts. And although I know he is now in the presence of Jesus, my heart still hurts.
Growing up as a missionary kid, I did not have the privilege of seeing my grandparents very Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-91409302620881350912013-01-15T17:22:00.000-05:002013-01-30T15:11:21.532-05:00Hanging it up: DIY dress-up clothes rackMy kids love to dress up, but I was getting tired of looking at the growing heap of dress-up clothes crammed into our toy box:
The clothes were getting ruined, and it was impossible to find anything in that mess. So yesterday I decided to do something about it—by building a miniature garment rack!
Not being a handy person, I wasn't exactly sure how to go about this, but a quick Google Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-55493024550186571402013-01-09T12:39:00.000-05:002013-01-09T21:34:51.203-05:00Driver's educationEvery day is a learning experience with these guys, and our 4 days on the road for our second trip to Texas were no exception. Some things we learned on our way there and back:
Poor Isaac has inherited Mommy and Daddy's car-sickness genes. Pass the bucket!
Lucy could do sticker pages all day and all night. Even in the dark. (No car-sickness genes for her!)
As long as the DVD player is running, Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-24735630355012834912012-12-31T22:30:00.000-05:002013-01-01T10:15:21.175-05:00They're 4!
When the kids were born, they changed everything, including the way we celebrate Christmas Eve. This year, we changed the way we celebrate their birthday. For the first time, they did not sit in their quad table at home. Instead, they sat around the dining room table at Abuelito and Abuelita's house in TEXAS!
On the big day, Abuelita prepared an eclectic lunch menu composed of each kid's Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-14343479117808513462012-11-28T21:28:00.000-05:002012-11-29T12:08:40.014-05:00I spySometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. And with my camera-phobic kids, sometimes that means hiding with the camera if I want to catch them doing something cute. It's how I got video of them running on the couch when they were about 18 months old and then having a dance party a month later, it's how I managed to record a peekaboo giggle-fest between the girls close to their second birthday ... Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-50836507282552654052012-11-22T21:00:00.002-05:002012-11-28T19:52:40.587-05:00Thinking of thanksLast year on Thanksgiving I recorded what the kids said they were thankful for on that particular day. This year I continued the tradition by jotting down what they expressed thankfulness for on our way to Grandma and Grandpa T's house for Thanksgiving dinner. Here is what they said:
Isaac
Chick-Fil-A, White Castle (can you see a theme here?), and school
Lucia
Our kitty cat (of whom she isSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-26944947412968577312012-11-16T16:06:00.000-05:002012-11-16T16:06:46.452-05:00Being almost 4Sometimes I forget how little you are,
That you haven't seen everything,
That, to you, the world is still new.
And then I do something ordinary,
Like blow bubbles with my chewing gum,
Something totally ordinary that,
Through you, becomes extraordinary.
And I'm reminded of the wonder,
The sheer wonder of being almost 4.
Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-33357929677898517312012-11-09T16:29:00.000-05:002012-11-11T16:35:26.926-05:00SentencedSeven months ago, Isaac shocked us by teaching himself to write words on his magnadoodle. Today, 6 weeks shy of his 4th birthday, he surprised us again by writing his very first sentence:
"It's my waffle"
Yeah, he got a little creative with the spelling of "waffle," but look closely: He knew to put an apostrophe in "it's"! That's my boy!
His brother also surprised me today, with a sentenceSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-83588790768961962092012-11-01T21:27:00.000-04:002012-11-01T22:32:28.656-04:00Our first Halloween!Okay, so it wasn't technically our first Halloween, but it sure felt like it. First jack o' lanterns? Check. First Halloween costumes? Check. First time trick-or-treating? Check!
We kicked off the season with our first trip to a pumpkin patch, where we went on our first hayride and got to pick out our very own gourds:
Then, as Halloween approached, we gathered around the kitchen table Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359409863805363578.post-45210686912900936932012-10-25T15:26:00.002-04:002012-10-31T10:59:06.602-04:00A truly GREAT-grandmaMy abuelita was 30 years old when she delivered my dad (her firstborn), and my dad was 30 years old when I (her first grandchild) was born. I promised her once that I would have a child before I turned 30 so that she would not have to wait until she was 90 to be a great-grandmother, but that turned out to be a promise I couldn't keep. By the time the quads were born, I was 32—and their Bisabuela Suzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01840344673676769749noreply@blogger.com1