We’re Making It

Today our van door broke…again…and I sat down in our driveway and sobbed into my hands while Everett and our littlest patted my head, hugged my neck and she said things like, “She’s just sad right now” or “She just needs a hug” to the other kiddos mulling around me.  Hudson sat across from me on his bike and cried too while Solomon tried his hand at fixing the door.  Alas.  This should speak to my emotional well being…hahahahaha.

When people ask how we’re doing instead of saying “Good” or “Fine” I say “We’re making it” because that’s how we are…we’re making it…and that’s okay…making it means everyone’s alive and neither Josh Kelley or myself have officially lost it yet 🙂

In other news, I thought I’d hit on some randomness from our life lately.  We helped my BIL and SIL move last weekend.  We basically stormed their house, dropped food crumbs everywhere and broke a plastic moving tub, but we did pack up some boxes and move some furniture as well.  These three we’re completely worthless 🙂

This always means one thing…we made Becky’s pot stickers.  There are never leftovers.  And that was our second batch of rice.  Everett just eats and eats and eats and I love seeing him enjoy his food.  Plus when he’s really eating it’s the cutest because he basically looks and sounds like a koala bear.

We are almost out of the woods in the medicine department.  We had a strep out break in our house and all but 2 people did not get sick.  We are officially down to only one child on an antibiotic…and then there’s Everett…and his personal medicine cabinet.  Sweet sweet boy.

These three.  They we’re my first babies.  Gah!!!!!!!!!

Harper starts middle school next year and we attended orientation last week.  I do not even understand how we are to this point.  Middle school!  This seems HUGE.  I love this girl.  She is lovely and funny and kind and level headed and she gives me hugs and is almost as tall as me.  I am the luckiest.

Josh Kelley loaded up all the kids two evenings this week so I could have a little solo time to create.  My head spins most days and I just do not feel like myself.  I haven’t created in months upon months, so this was huge for my heart and brain.  Music blared and I simply painted.  Made me feel a little more sane.

These two and these two…well, just shut the front door.  I cannot handle it.  They will surely all three kill me with their cuteness.  Like, I’m already dead.  Seriously.  It’s too much.

And then Shuai went and became president.  His first order of business was to order a life time supply of hummus and Chinese rice crackers…his faves.  Then he made sure he would never be made to remove his favorite shoes which are approximately 2 sizes too big and worn on the wrong feet at all times.  Lastly, he made it legal to drink as many drinks as one desires despite the fact that said drinks do not mesh well like hot water, milk and apple juice all at the same time.  He’s killing’ it.

It’s good to sit in this space again and just type.  I like the randomness of it.  I like to peck away at this keyboard even when nothing I’m writing feels monumental.  I like to document these days no matter how big or small or easy or hard or mundane or fun.  These are my people and man are they good big and little humans.  Like I said, I’m the luckiest.

Happy Wednesday.