Monday, October 13, 2014

Levi turns O N E and we celebrate

This is a beast of a post. You have been forewarned!

The day of his actual birth was very low key, besides the extravagance that is going to the grocery store and attending your older brother's football practice. That night my mom brought over cupcakes and we sang to him. {push play below}


Like usual we just invited the grandparents over for a small celebration and friends of ours that we see basically every other day. We grilled out, ate cake, hit a piƱata (which I was above-averagly excited about) and opened presents. It was a great night.

No pictures of the five us but such is life! 

 By 6:30-7 pm every night, Levi literally hits a wall and is ready for bed. To say he closed down his party wouldn't really say much.

Thank you everyone for your well wishes, FaceTime calls and generosity! He is a well-loved boy!

Saturday, October 11, 2014

DIY Patio Table from fence

The previous owners must have had a dog because there was a portion of our yard that was fenced off. It wasn't functional for us so we took it down (along with two trees that were there) and added a patio. With the extra wood Zach made me the table of my dreams. I know that sounds melodramatic but seriously I love it so much I could kiss him. He even spoke further to my love language and spent zero monies on it.

Now pay close attention to Zach's very attractive concentration faces. 
I've documented them for you in the next two pictures...

To make the table top, he leveled off the tops of the slats and then used the posts as our table legs.

(I found the chairs on (I move them inside whenever it rains like the helicopter mom that I am.)

Like a (tree) house.

(I hope you read that to the tune of The Commodore's "Brick House.")

As soon as we bought this house Zach had grand plans for our backyard, plans he revealed to me very slowly and usually while I had the boys with me on vacation, because he knew I would dig my heals in firmly otherwise. This guy makes things HAPPEN. I can't explain it any other way. He has a vision and he goes to work. If you would have asked 18 year old me when I agreed to marry him if I knew I would find so much value and pride in these qualities from a husband I would have balked. I tend to play the part of the griping wife through the process. And I do it so well! Complaining about how inconvenient it has made our day to day and how frustrating it is to keep the kids out of scattered tools, then when it's all said and done I'm like "Come friends! Look at how awesome this is!"

Something that Reagan and Zach have talked about for years and years is a tree house. When we had concrete poured the existing play set needed to be relocated and Zach used this opportunity to follow through on his word. After investigation (climbing in and looking at it) the enclosed area was covered in black mold so with the help of our week-old neighbor kids, Zach disassembled it.

Then I took the boys to South Carolina. Zach said he was going to do some yard work. Instead I was sent pictures (BY FRIENDS) of Zach renting a chainsaw and stump grinder and taking down 4 trees. YOLO. But that's a story for another post. Once we returned everything was set for him to work on retrofitting the play set into a tree house.

Can you spot all three of the boys above?

Big hit!

Monday, September 22, 2014

Levi Tripp Williams - O N E


There are no babies in our house! Now I am supposed to say, "our kids are seven, two, and one."  Man this one really snuck up on us! I've heard that with your first they always seem so old to you and with the subsequents they tend to seem "so young still" and I am sitting here emphatically shaking my head yes in agreement.

Here are things you might like to know about our not-baby:

He prefers one side of his blanket over the other.

At 9 months he started speed climbing our stairs, yet he's not even close to walking. Pulls up on anything/everything but has not figured out he can side step while holding on.

Loves to roll a ball back and forth to you.

Eats whatever we eat and drinks exclusively out of a sippy (whole milk and water only.)

Shakes his head no.

Says dada and mama plus other babbles.

Loves baths, hates carseats.

Has 4 teeth and 2 more working their way in.

Gives big hugs and big kisses (the good ones with his whole mouth.)

Zach thinks he needs a haircut but remember those are a hard pill for me to swallow.

He's just sweet. That's the best way I can describe him. He smiles easily and distributes cuddles liberally. I'm excited for him to grow older and for us to learn more about him. The transition from two to three was harder for us. I think once we had Shepherd, Reagan was already very independent because he was so much older so we did not have the typical "two children" experience. Going to three, and especially having the younger two so much closer in age (it felt like we had two babies for a very long time) caused us to readjust in ways we hadn't anticipated. For instance, I used to try to have most house stuff done during the day. Then when the kids went to bed it was just Zach and I time. A couple months after Levi was born I realized I could never quite get to the bottom of my to-do list and I was doing laundry at all hours of the night (literally, wake up to nurse and switch the wash to the dryer on my wake back to bed.) Sure, some days it is exhausting but goodness gracious, I am so thankful I have people who need me to wash their clothes and people who fight me when I try to suction their noses with the aspirator. I know there are families who are waiting on their people and I feel for them. I never want to take for granted the frustrating things. (But kids if you read this please stop planking your body when I try to buckle you into the carseat.)

a n y w a y returning to the hot topic - All 4 of the rest of us really love to love him. Happy Birthday Levi!