Kait Archives

I haven’t written much about my oldest daughter’s upcoming wedding. That’s not because I don’t have anything to say about it, I think it’s probably because it is so huge and there are so many thoughts and feelings I am having to box for right now because there is so much that needs to be done and I don’t have time for a mommy meltdown right now.

It’s like I only have so much emotional capabilities and right now all of those are being spent on frustration because suddenly all the boys have grown out of their pants and shoes all at once and we have a wedding in less than 3 days, people, and now I’m shopping for all six of my sons at the same time.

Okay, 5 really because Joe(19) is just going to wear his Halloween costume.
Or something like that.
I am not asking any questions about this.

What I will tell you is that Kaity-Jane is amazing. Like a you wouldn’t believe me kind of amazing. And she’s picked an excellent young man to compliment her amazingness.

The two of them coming together is to be a true celebration.

I love this girl and am so proud of the person she has become and the life she has chosen for herself. I love the son we’re gaining and I can’t wait to see what their future looks like.

For now though, I’ll be paying those overnight shipping fees and thank you Amazon for stocking absolutely everything.

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Anytime my family goes to a friend’s house to swim there are too many kids in the pool for me to feel comfortable. Add in some more friends and their kids and grown men with beer and you suddenly have this perfect storm of chaos that can make any mom’s heart lodge firmly right in her throat.

On Monday we spent the day at a friends house watching the kids swim, eating good food, and trying to keep everybody from drowning.  Taking the kids to a pool is always a somewhat stressful venture for me but I really did have a good time and Kait got some great pictures with her fancy shmancy new camera.

Lanie is doing so much better at wearing her glasses so I was able to leave her contacts at home so she could get into the pool. She absolutely loves the water and smiled the entire time.

Jesse has completely overcome his fear of getting his head wet. He’s well on his way to learn to swim but it’s hard when you have lead for bones. The boy is quite slim but he is incredibly dense and sinks like a rock so learning to swim is a little more difficult for him.

And what’s with all the pool noodles?

There were tiny cans of soda and best good friends and life jackets that saved my sanity.

And sweet love birds who are THISCLOSE to being husband and wife.

And Lucy with her freckles and those incredible eyes that are a milky blue one minute and green the next.

Even though there were 14 minor children running around and almost as many adults, we had a pretty relaxed and safe Labor Day. There are so many more pictures and we had so much more fun but we’re headed out to the library and I’ve gotta go.

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My dad had this mug made for me 22 years ago when my oldest child was just a baby.

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It’s lasted through many military moves and 100’s of cups of coffee and many kids drinking hot cocoa. The picture on the mug of Kait at less than a day old has faded but that child has grown and flourished and is now well into adulthood and I couldn’t be more proud to call her my daughter.

At 22 she’s managed to wrangle herself a training job at NFCU, teaching employees how to do mortgages and helping them keep up with the ever change laws and regulations.  She has her own place and a dog and a cat and a guy who is over here all the time because he is very serious about her.

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She loves her family and even though she doesn’t live here with us anymore she manages to visit us numerous times each week and spends every Sunday hanging out with us even when there is no football game to watch and that is really saying something.

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I’ve always said that Kait and I have our differences but the further into adulthood she gets, the more we talk openly with each other, the more I realize that we are quite similar and our differences aren’t really all that big or numerous.

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She is delightful and funny and has such a child-like silliness that keeps us all smiling.

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And she knows how to have fun and helps us to not take ourselves so seriously all the time.

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Just being around her makes me spew coffee out of my nose.

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And being her mom has made me a better person.

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I could go on and on about this girl but Lanie is getting hungry so I’ve got to abruptly stop writing and get this blog post up because if I don’t publish it right away I’ll forget about it and it will get lost.

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I still have my other kids

There has been so much going on with Lanie that I’ve neglected to post much about the 9 other children running around here so here’s a cute picture of some of them.

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Maggie’s duck face…  Kait taught her to do that.
Funny not funny.

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She turned 21 last week.

Oh my goodness I have a 21 year old.
That’s just crazy, people.  That’s so crazy that I want to say a bad word but I won’t because I don’t say bad words but still.

Kait kindly allowed us to force her to go out to dinner with us so we could buy her her first drink.  It wasn’t actually her first drink because last summer she had a small glass of champagne at a friend’s wedding but it was her first drink-drink and I’m serious that you absolutely can raise a kid who isn’t going out drinking and partying by the age of 16.

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I don’t know why the picture is so grainy but it’s the picture we have from our night at McGuire’s Irish Pub. And I’m not kidding when I say the whole night because unbeknownst to me, Barry Manilow was in Pensacola just a block or two down the street and everybody who was going to attend that concert decided to stop at McGuire’s for a drink and a bite to eat beforehand. We waited in the pub section, hoping to grab up a bar table when two ladies squished passed me and my pregnant belly and stole the table we were waiting for. So much for pregnant-privilege.

Anyway, our wait was 45 minutes and they called us just as we had decided to leave. Good thing the food was exceptional. Turns out suffering the Barry Manilow crowd was totally worth it in the end.

Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAITY-JANE!  I love you and I’m so proud of you and I truly like the person you are.  I see super great things in your future and I can’t wait to see where adulthood takes you.
You rock, Kid!

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Funny Lucy.

I gave Lucy, our 4 year old whipper snapper, a couple of scrap pieces of paper and told her she could either put them in the trash or draw on them. She chose to draw a beautiful red flower and then wrote a little something down in the bottom right corner.

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She brought it to me all rolled up and asked me to open it and tell her what it is. I did and told her I really liked the beautiful flower she drew. Then she said I had to read the little something down in the corner. Out loud.

I said, This is a beautiful red flower that I drew for my mom.
Then she said that I needed to read the rest of it and I told her that it was a little bit difficult for me to read the writing and she said, Well, I can’t read it!

She is so funny, sometimes intentionally, sometimes unintentionally, and we are laughing more and more as she grows up.  She is so much like her older sister in so many ways – Kait has always been able to get me to laugh.

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I so love having girls in the house.

 

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Dad, I think Gabe stole your face.

Kait has a themed Christmas party this afternoon and while the plan was for Joe to go with her his finals tomorrow have kind of taken over his life. Gabe was happy to take his place, however, so the two booked it home from church to get made up in a somewhat 40’s fashion.

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There might be 6 years between these two but they are quite close. It’s enjoyable watching my each of my baby’s relationships with each other change as they go through new stages in life.  And even though sometimes it can pain me that my older children’s kid years are behind us, it really does seem to only get better as time goes by.
I’m living in a real life enigma, people.

Also, Gabe looks just like my dad did when he was younger so if any of you have ever wondered what my dad looked like as a teen, which is kinda weird and I don’t know why you’ve been thinking about that and maybe you should get a hobby or something, you have your answer.

Merry Christmas

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So we got a Christmas tree

Shopping for a Christmas tree is one of those things that I would do the day before Thanksgiving if I could because Christmas Vacation has taught me that having a tree up while eating turkey and fixins with a bunch of people over is much more entertaining than not having one.  However, being that there are certain adult members of my family who are against having a tree in the house before December 1st because their inner grinch won’t allow fun that early in the year, I usually have to wait until we are a week or two into December before I get to decorate my own Douglas fir.

This year I only had to wait until December 2nd though.  It is tradition that Rabbit, Kait, and I head to Lowes to look for a Christmas tree, get out of the car and walk up to the tree lot in front, then without hesitation immediately leave and go to Home Depot’s tree tent, all the while being berated by Kait for not going to Home Depot first.  Then we walk around for 10 minutes and argue about what height, width, whether we should get a 2D tree…

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…which was incredibly flat.  That pictures don’t do it’s squashedness justice but Kait felt sorry for it and suggested we take it home and maybe use it as a bed or something.

We didn’t.
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We ended up adopting the one that Rabbit’s got in the background.  You can’t see the tree he’s holding but it was a little better than marginal and I wanted a taller tree than we normally get because we have a high ceiling where our tree goes and this one was 8 or 9 feet.  There was an absolutely perfect 12′ one I really wanted but we don’t have a stand to accommodate a tree of that height so this is the one we decorated last night.

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I would like to point out that the ornaments Ben and I picked out at Target the other day, while inexpensive, were incredibly glittery.  I don’t do glitter.  At all.  I hate how it gets onto and into everything and there is no way to get rid of it.  Usually I deal with it at Christmas time because according to Lucy a Christmas tree’s primary job is to sparkle.  However, these ornaments have created such an over abundance of glitter that I don’t think we’ll be able to rid ourselves of it.  After trimming the tree last night it was as if a giant bag of sparkles had exploded in our living room.  And kitchen.  And dining room.

Lucy is not disappointed.

I do still need a tree topper for it.  All the ones I like are red and since we are doing a teal, turquoise, and silver themed tree this year a red topper just isn’t going to cut it.  I’m sure it won’t be too difficult to find an appropriate topper.

Or we could just go with terrifying.

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I have no explanation for our conversations.

Kait texted me the other night. From her room. It just happened to be her 20th birthday but that doesn’t have anything to do with this post except hello I have a 20 year old child people and when did this happen?    Kait and I texting each other in the evenings from inside the same house has become a normal occurrence because since Christmas it has become hazardous to walk across the living room, kitchen, and dining room floors at night.  There are at least a hundred tiny dinosaurs and sea creatures everywhere no matter how much we try to clean them up and they are very bitey.

Kait: What is my blood type?

Me: I don’t know.  Why?

Kait: Trying to get some extra income.  Selling it on the back market.

Me: I don’t think that is going to work like you think it is.  You could just do your taxes and get your refund.

Kait: Obviously you never knew about the opportunities here.  Pensacola has some renowned black market gang mobs.

Me: Gang mobs spill blood, not buy blood.

Kait: Where do you think they get the blood to spill?  Trees don’t grow blood.

Me:

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Blood. Tree.

It’s actually a Dragon Blood Tree but she didn’t specify so neither did I.

Cool tree though, right?

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kaitinuniformA few months ago, just after we moved here, Kait decided she was done with not having any money and started putting in applications at pet stores hoping to get a job as a trainer or groomer or anything else where she would be in frequent contact with dogs.  She ended up getting a job selling lemonade and chicken everything at a local Chick-Fil-A restaurant where dogs aren’t even allowed.  Turns out she crazy loves selling chicken all day long.

Funny.

She had 6 interviews and out of 300 applicants that month was one of only two people hired and after 8 weeks on the job she is already being groomed for a coordinator position because she’s freaking amazing.

I like to think silently to myself, and out loud sometimes, that she owes her brilliance to me.  That it was most certainly my raising of her that made her this way and she had better bring me home some grilled chicken nuggets and some waffle fries to thank me for all the sweat and tears that went into the job of raising such an great person.  And often.

You think I’m kidding but no.  At least not about the nuggets and fries.

The day of the 5th interview, the one where they said they were ready to hire her, she got a call from Pet Smart to start the interview process to train as a groomer.  It was a bittersweet day because she had to make the tough choice to not pursue the Pet Smart job.
I don’t think she has regretted that decision for a moment.

And neither have I because chicken nuggets and waffle fries, people.  Hello?

Plus, we probably would have missed out on this:

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A tour of the Chick-Fil-A kitchen with Papa and Grandma-neese.

And this:

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Were we all dressed up like cows and got free food on Cow Day. It took a couple of days to create the masks but we got close to $70 in free food. It was a good day.

And this:

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Sam in the EAT MOR CHIKIN car.

And now I have redeemed myself by posting about Kait and her job and how amazing she is so I can move on to write about other things. Like how we have a 3 and a half foot lizard roaming the house because he figured out how to break out of his cage.

Yeah.  That post is coming.

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