Naptime Notes

Taking it all in.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Thu, 10 Apr 2014 20:30:00 +0000

This is my baby. Most likely forever our youngest.

He likes to remind me that next year he will go to kindergarten. Today he was staring blankly into space at lunch and I asked him what he was thinking about. He replied ..."I just can't wait until I'm 14 and can go to the Statue of Liberty and go up in his hat. Ay, yi-yi. It will be so cool." He started piecing together sounds to read small words by himself. He loves to have conversations at the breakfast counter and is curious about everything. He loves to help and have a job. I let him sleep in my bed at naptime, mostly because I can look at him and he looks smaller in a bigger bed. He would wear shorts and soccer socks pulled up every single day of the year if we let him. He's a snuggler. He loves puzzles, games, and creating art. He dresses up daily in a knight or doctor or football costume. He gladly goes out in the cool morning air to drink coffee and cider on the porch with me. He leaves me notes and drawings under my pillow all the time. He is easy going and funny. He prays. He hates to be away from his family. He loves his brother unconditionally and wants to be just like him. He is unique and loved. He is our miracle.

They keep growing and changing so fast and it seems the time is slipping through my fingertips. They have transformed into these amazing little people. And I love it and love each stage of teaching and growing them. But I just want it all to slow down. I know I've enjoyed it all to the fullest...but its never enough. I suppose moms always feel this way, at every stage.

Like most things. Bittersweet.

This photo was submitted to the I Heart Faces photo challenge – www.iheartfaces.com

February Reflections

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Thu, 27 Feb 2014 16:34:00 +0000

February is by far my least favorite month of the 12.

Everything in Laramie is cold and dead and brown. Its hard not to let that trickle in to my mind. My thoughts. My words. My actions. My parenting. My spousing. (ha, made up word!)

Throw in spending the first half of the month worrying about an upcoming surgery. A testy preschooler. A stir-crazy dog. Loads of unexpected bills. Feeling homesick for family. This has just not been a fun month.

I grew up in this state. I should be used to February. But I think I've been displaced my whole life. I long for a place where the grass is greener. Literally. Or at least less brown.

I long for that warm California sun, where people ride their bikes and sunbathe on Christmas.

The good news is we are in the last week of this forsaken month. Thank you, Jesus!!

Soon it will be March. Even though we have a good few months of snow left. March just feels different. It includes spring break. It leads to April, which leads to puddle jumping and bike riding. The random snowstorms are melting faster. Yesterday I felt warm in the sun. I registered for the BolderBoulder. I went on a photowalk around town. I went for a walk around our favorite pond. I am consistently working out again, which has helped everything. We have been able to go outside for short amounts of time to play.

I guess...with the closing of February. I'm starting to feel a bit more alive. A bit more like myself.

Hopeful.

Refreshed.

Looking back is always easier. And although I've been in a funk. I realize I have been blinded by so much good. A husband who loves me endlessly, even when I can give little in return. Kids who draw me amazing pictures every day of stick figure families and love notes that say "You're awesome." And they love each other deeply in a way I recognize from my own childhood. A community of friends that are real true friends, that are more like family. Friends and family that step in to love and help when we need it. An amazing school for my boys to go to, with teachers who truly care and invest in them. That scripture still speaks to me. That God loves me, even with all my junk. A warm home with tons of space to run around and get our energy out. Good health insurance and doctors. My parents are just a phone call away and always willing to talk and listen to me anytime. The opportunity to teach my kids about honesty, kindness, and being brave. Boys that want to cuddle every night and ask me to sing despite my terrible singing voice. That I can be with them so often. A husband that works so hard to take such good care of us. Who always comes home with a smile and energy to give for all of us. Good coffee. Good books. Good friends. Good food. Lots of laughter.

...And when I list all that...the list of things that have me worried. The things contributing to what a friend called "The February Funk." Some Big and some small. Well, they all seem small compared to the richness of a life full of things that matter. They will work themselves out and we will be okay.

Colossians 3:12
12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility,gentleness and patience.

A month past Christmas Eve.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Sat, 25 Jan 2014 04:15:00 +0000

That month went by fast.

We had a lovely Christmas season this year. We prepared well and really celebrated for a month. We had a homemade Advent calendar, baked, wrapped, shopped, read our mountain of Christmas books. The entire season was a delight. And I hope I remember the magic that comes with a childhood Christmas. These years of having excited boys and overflowing hearts.

The kids loved the singing Christmas lights on the courthouse. They loved their Christmas parties at school. Sim recited Luke 2:11 in his preschool program. We froze through the tiny Christmas parade downtown. We went to the tree display at the art museum. Matt hung Christmas lights on the house. We didn't make it to the mountains, but found a cute little Christmas tree lot. We bought new ornaments and made a few homemade gifts. We baked several times. Our home was filled with family and we loved having the space to host those we love. We loved waking up to happy boys excited to open their stockings.

We followed Christmas up by taking a trip to California just the four of us. We bought very small Christmas gifts for the boys, in exchange for giving them memories and experiences together. It was well worth it! Being away with my three guys was so refreshing. We loved the time at the beach and Disneyland. It was fun to be completely out of our element and basically be "yes parents" for four days straight. We were beyond blessed to get to do this and are so thankful.

And it was warm and beautiful. We swam and loved jumping in the big waves. The boys had never seen the ocean..they loved it and were so happy to play there for hours.

So...Disneyland really was the happiest place on Earth. We were prepared for meltdowns and tired kids. They never had a meltdown and walked the entire way both days. I was amazed at how beautiful and clean it was. The California Adventure park was definitely my favorite of the two parks. But they were both amazing! I was bummed I didn't bring my real camera...but I know it was the right choice and kept me hands free and my attention on my kids. But everything in California is just so beautiful...I did miss it. :)

And like that...its 2014.

Back in the routine of school now. Excited for what this new year will bring. Thankful that the daylight is getting a bit longer with every passing day. Hopeful of beautiful things in this new year.

Recalibrating

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Thu, 19 Dec 2013 04:12:00 +0000

The last couple of weeks I have just not exactly felt like myself. So many great things have been happening. I've been having so much fun with the boys. New opportunities. Exciting times preparing for Christmas. But the house gets quiet at night. I lay in bed and begin worrying a little too much about stupid things that don't matter...and not putting the time and effort into the Life-Giving Relationship that does matter. I don't know why I let myself get to that point. Of worrying about things I don't have control over. The point where I feel out of control of the consuming thoughts that are frustrating and destructive. Instead of focusing on my relationship with Jesus and my family...focusing on what matters.

Its amazing what a few minutes with youtube blasting in my ear can do for me.

Like that...I turned to the right place. And once again I'm recalibrated. Reaching for my Jesus...instead of the things of this world. Freedom.

Thankful for songs ...that double as perfect prayers when I don't know where to start.

I will stand on the solid rock

I believe it if i feel it or not
Word of God come and fill my thoughts

I am Yours, take control

I will stand on the solid rock

I believe it if i feel it or not

Word of God come and fill my thoughts

I am Yours, take control

The enemy defeated
Living in freedom
Hope of glory
Living inside my life, in my life
(Desperation Band)

A sad day is coming...

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Wed, 13 Nov 2013 22:15:00 +0000

I think my littlest man is outgrowing his nap.

This makes me want to cry.

Seriously, ya'll.

Third day in a row with no nap. I hold my ground and he stays in his room for an hour...but no sleeping is happening.

I've spent the last six years of motherhood maintaining my sanity with the beloved naptime.

And I was considering trying to wean myself off of Diet Pepsi. That may have to wait now.

This is how he feels about it.

Oh yeah...I may have to rename my blog too. ...sigh!

Stream of thoughts. No edits.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Wed, 13 Nov 2013 22:03:00 +0000

Most days I forget that I'm 31. Not because I'm in denial of it. Because really I have everything I have wanted...and am really happy with where we are in life. I just honestly forget. I don't FEEL 31. And when I think about it, its truly just very strange. I remember when my mom was my age. And it just doesn't seem real that Matt and I have now known each other for over half my life. (met him when I was 15, didn't date until 18)

So besides feeling like I'm still 24.

I really don't understand how these boys are as old as they are.

I stand back and am amazed at this. The other morning I went to wake up Eli and found him sitting up straining his eyes with a big old smile on his face as he was reading in the dark the poetry of "Where the Sidewalk Ends." How can that be? Seems like just yesterday I was reading him Duck Soup about 25 times a day. Now my shy Eli, who never talked to anyone, is Mr Social at school and is truly a kind and compassionate friend to everyone. And Simeon who seems to have grown in leaps in bounds over the last two or three months. He is Mr Confident at school and runs in there like he owns the place. He amazes me daily with his words of wisdom and love. Today he told me ..."I prayed for Eli to spread light to all his friends at school." and the other evening out of nowhere he says..."God wants me to pray for Dakota and Maverick." These are friends that we never see. ...Well okay, son! So we pray. And I cling to this beautiful child, knowing he is only mine for a short time.

And my dear husband. My best friend. I honestly love him more everyday. And how can he be 34? 12 years of marriage later...and I love him more than I ever could've imagined. He is strong and wise. And the most selfless person I know. He continually loves and serves and takes care of us all. Especially when I'm stressed ...and he is really good at making me laugh. I had no idea the prize I was getting when I married this man at the age of 18.

Time marches on.

I know I've enjoyed every season so far. And I continue to enjoy the current one. It's a pretty amazing one.

Wish I could stop it for just a little longer, to breathe it all in just a little more. To hold and love and have a bit more time.

But I can't. And I know that. So I'm striving to live every day to the fullest. To kiss and laugh and forgive and truly look at these loved ones. To look and see and keep my perspective. The little things don't matter. The phases come and go. Keeping my eyes on Christ who gives me eternal love and grace...may I be a blessing of this to my family.

May I find more peace in time continuing to pass. Knowing each stage is a gift!

A "Yes" Person

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Mon, 23 Sep 2013 03:10:00 +0000

Last week I was talking with a group of ladies...and one of them said something like this.

"I'm usually a YES kind of person with my kids. Sure, try something new...see what happens. ..."

She was talking about a weakness she had (cant remember what)...but all I heard was a huge strength of hers.

A yes person.

A book I read this summer talked about being a "yes" mom. It really impacted me at the time and I was determined to change and say yes to my kids more often!

How quickly I already forgot about that book.

Friday afternoon rolls around. I'm scrambling to throw dinner together. The main dish was in the crockpot. Hadn't planned sides. I rarely plan sides...usually grab some fresh veggies and call it good. I had plans of getting fancy and maybe making some noodles or rice or something with it. (total sarcasm..I know Minute Brown Rice is far from fancy...but I never claimed to be a gourmet cook)

When Eli comes upstairs with this adorable little mispelled sign he made and says..."Mom, I was thinking today would be a good day for a lemonade stand."

My thoughts: What? Right now? NO! I want to get dinner ready and on the table before Dad gets home. (why, there is no rule that says when we have to eat). I want to clean up the living room and the mound of toys you just dumped out in there. I want to sweep this floor and get the dishwasher unloaded. I want to just sit and not do anything. We need to stay on schedule so you get dinner, bath, book, and to bed on time. These thoughts are flooding my mind and about to come out as an energetic Oh, I don't think today is a good day for it.

Then I looked at his face covered in excitement as he started to rattle off that we needed a table, and chairs, cups, and balloons, and quarters for change ..."and please, Mom. Its going to be so fun. I bet there are tons of thirsty people that will come."

And my friends voice came to my head. And I knew it was a good chance to lay my selfishness down and be a YES mom.

And it was so much fun. We worked together to make the lemonade (twice, got completely spilled on my foot once). Eli made another sign. Sim dragged the table and chairs to the sidewalk and carried out the cash register. I blew up the balloons...Eli hung them.

We met 12 new neighbors...and had 17 customers. (5 friends stopped by thanks to FB advertising).

And the boys and I laughed and talked and enjoyed one another so much.

Dinner still got served. (thank you fresh veggies, applesauce, and a hidden can of baked beans) We had a nice evening together...and really a much better one than if I had said NO. I know I can't always say yes to my kids...but I know I can say yes a lot more than I do. Sometimes I say NO out of nothing but selfishness and inconvenience for what I want to be doing at that moment. I'm working on it.

There have been several more instances that I've caught myself leaning toward saying no, for no reason.

So...like I said. I'm working on it. Working on being more of a YES person. :)

I'm a work in progress. Aren't we all? :)

Gratitiude :

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Fri, 20 Sep 2013 03:31:00 +0000

Thankful:

For a day full of meaningful conversation and connections with so many different amazing women from so many different walks of life : For a day free from online distraction : For inspiration this week from friends, from the Bible, from my kids & husband : For constant provision over our lives : For the Holy Spirit that is always living and active in me : For friends that show grace when I spontaneously invite them for dinner and then realize we don't have much to eat and none of my dishes are clean (Sorry Kellys and Scotts) : For constant grace being given freely to me : For circumstances that standing alone suck...but that will be intertwined into my story as God's sovereignty : For friends that speak truth : For teachers that are kind and passionate and good at what they do : For two boys who are thriving : For kind friends for my kids : For excitement for my first bike race next weekend : For a home that is comfortable and perfect for our family : For the freeing feeling to stare off into space in my backyard : For a growing business that has nothing to do with Sandra and I, just a gift and blessing to and for us : For a husband who makes me laugh, runs errands at 10pm for me because I forgot, and helps me when I need it : For a son who, for the first time in his life, didn't throw a ginormous scene of a fit at his doctor checkup, it was actually quite pleasant (thank you Doc McStuffins and LPWC) : For friends that can laugh together until we cry : For friends that pray for us when we need it and allow us into their private lives to pray for them : For conflict and resolution : For good books : For my community : For emails from friends that are stepping out and pursuing something new (Sarah!) : For a dog who lays on my feet to keep them warm : For Eli's new school : For lowering numbers on my scale : For clean water : That I live in a town where I constantly run into people I know : For seasoned friends : For visiting family : For a mom who calls just to see how my day is going : For coffee-shop dates with friends : For Matt's upcoming trip : For new beginnings : For a friend who sees I'm running late to pick-up and waits with my kiddo for me (Thanks, SJ) : A friend that celebrates my vulnerable victories with me : For safety for all my Colorado family and friends and the love people are giving each other that have had loss : For friends that are experiencing tragedy and text words of praise to Jesus in the midst of that : For women leaning on and empowering one another :

For a cozy bed to go climb into right now

G'night friends!

And just for fun .... Look at these two guys. Good buddies! :)

My guys ...

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 04:14:00 +0000

While trying to put the hundreds of pictures I took this summer in some sort of order...came across this gem.

LOVE THEM!

First Grade

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Tue, 27 Aug 2013 15:34:00 +0000

Yesterday, Eli started first grade. Which seems so much older than kindergarten for some reason.

And he is going to do awesome this year. Even though there is a lump in my throat as I see him run off to the playground. I'm thankful he hugged me (twice) and hugged and kissed Simeon. I'm so thankful he is confidently running to the playground and happy to be at school. Thankful for the small community that we live in...and that even though we switched schools, there are a ton of familiar faces. I'm thankful that his teacher is energetic and warm and greets all her kids by squatting down to their level and asking them for a hug, handshake, or high five. Thankful that my sweet boy has picked a hug both days. Thankful that we had a nice bike ride together to school.

I think this year is going to be awesome for him...and that even though the change of school comes with some down sides, I think this will overall be a better fit for all of us.

We will miss him today. And picking him up this afternoon will be such an awesome feeling!!

So proud of my boy. :)

need to stop blinking

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Wed, 14 Aug 2013 04:14:00 +0000

It was a Happy Birthday for my boys.

I now have a four and six year old. How did that happen? They were celebrated well.

They are amazing and I'm daily in awe of them and all that they are as I watch them grow and learn.

And I continue to grow and learn right along with them. As much as I fail on a daily basis ...I want to be the best I can be for them.

Its a process. I'm growing.

I love them dearly and feel blessed beyond belief to be with them and their Daddy.

Whoa, life. Slow down a bit!

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Mon, 06 May 2013 02:01:00 +0000

How to blog two months worth of events?

Well, lets jump in.

We had spring break. The first half was a blast. Lots of Legos and playtime. Ended with Simeon breaking his foot, us spending a lot of money to get it looked at by different doctors. Battling the stomach flu. Cancelling our Denver trip. Good news...his foot is already better. Turns out kid bones heal amazingly fast!

Spring break was followed by about 4 weeks of sickness. Including a sinus infection from H-E-Double hockey sticks. It was bad. Good news. I'm better. Bad news. Matt now has it. :(

Oh yeah...we decided to sell the Mom-Van. It was giving us trouble and we thought we better get out while we could still sell it for a decent amount of money. Plus I think we've come to the realization that no more babies are joining our family anytime soon and both kids are in boosters. So why have a mini-van. Our house wasn't selling...so we decided to just go for it. Through it up on Craigslist and it sold in less than 24 hours for asking price. Then a huge snowstorm hit that closed the roads for almost a week. Ha! We finally made it to Colorado to buy a new car. Got a screamin' deal. Love my new ride. Three days later...our house sells.

What an adventure! So in 23 days we will be moving out of our first home that we owned. The home we brought Simmy home to. The home that has stayed constant over so many changing seasons the last five years. Our next destination is unknown! I'm trying my best to stay cool, know that we will be fine, and not completely freak out. Haha! I think I'm doing a good job not worrying...maybe I should worry!??

Matt graduates on Saturday. I'm so proud of him and so thankful he had the chance to do this pretty much for free through his work. :) He has balanced grad school, two jobs, and being here for us better than I ever could have. We are blessed beyond measure with him.

The boys are doing great. As always. They bring joy and fresh perspective to every day.

They've also had their fair share of time-out lately! They feel the changes in the air, I'm sure! They're ready for summer and bike riding and not looking at houses!! Ha!

Business is picking up for Sandra and I now that the weather is warming up. Which we LOVE!

Life is crazy! But luckily we are in the Hands of Jesus who will never leave or forsake us, who has plans already made for us. Not saying that in a trite or cheesy way...but in a "I must cling to this so I don't freak out" kind of way! Seriously, ya'll!

Also...these pictures of my kids are so old! Must take more photos of my own kids instead of just other peoples! Ha!

Peace out!

Milestones : Eli lost his first tooth

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Mon, 11 Mar 2013 15:25:00 +0000

Exciting times this weekend. My first baby lost his first tooth. So I write to remember this little boys excitement over the whole ordeal. And I know 19 more of them will fall out...but this was the first and he was over the moon with the whole ordeal. And I was left feeling nostalgic and proud of the kind and innocent and excited boy that Eli is. He came running in at 6 am with his tooth in his hand. As he carried it around all day in the little tooth pillow I made him. And he was thrilled with the one dollar that was under his pillow...found in the middle of the night. The following night brought a thank you card under his pillow and excitement that the thank you card was gone in the morning.

Every stage with these boys is so fun! Seems like yesterday this boy was getting his first tooth...and now five years later its just as exciting to see him growing and changing. :)

So glad its March

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Fri, 01 Mar 2013 16:13:00 +0000

I'm not much of a fan of January and February.

I do love Valentine's Day...but other than that they are not my favorite months.

They give me cabin fever and make me cranky, in general.

So...even though the scenery out the window will likely still look like this for a few months.

I am hopeful of Spring now.

Spring break is in a few weeks. And although the temps will still be low, we will do springy things. We will go buy seeds and plan our garden. We will do springtime crafts. We will swim (inside). We will travel. My boys will be with me. Matt is taking some time off. It will be fun.

I love March. I leads to April. Which leads to May...which is when things really warm up.

Its time to start purging the house. And the heart!

New life comes in Spring. Outside and in.

I'm excited!

Math Night Excitement

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Wed, 20 Feb 2013 16:38:00 +0000

So this morning I read Eli this flyer that came home from school about a "Family-Fun Math Night" that is taking place at school tomorrow. There will be math challenges with prizes, minute-to-win-it games, a floor sized map of the USA, and milk & cookies.

My goodness, Eli was beside himself with excitement over this. He had the hugest smile and said he couldn't wait. He was practically jumping. I asked him if he knew what minute-to-win-it games were ...and he said "No, But I'm sure they're going to be awesome...because its family math night. Please can we go even though we don't know what it is. Because I do know what the map is and it is AWESOME!"

His excitement was contagious! I hope the math night lives up to his expectations! Haha!

The whole scene was quite amusing.

And I can't get his excitement out of my head.

It just blows me away how big and smart and kind my first baby is getting. He is just thriving in school and I love it. I mean...he's excited about Math-Night. He has blossomed with making friends. He has a little friend he wants to marry because she is nice and always smiles at him. He writes stories. He loves to show me his work he brings home everyday. He is reading so well and LOVES to read everything he sees. He loves to go to school. He hugs and kisses me goodbye (I treasure this) and runs to his line every morning. He waves and smiles and says hello to all his friends. He races out at the end of the day and is so excited to talk to us and be with us. He's doing great. And he can't wait to take me to Math-Night.

I must say I'm quite excited now too.

History isn't built in a day ...or a year.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Sun, 10 Feb 2013 21:42:00 +0000

We've lived in our small town for almost eleven years now.

That's crazy to me.

This summer we'll have been married for 12 years. And eleven of them have been here.

When we moved here it was going to be for two years tops ...just so I could finish school.

But here we are. Two college graduations later. Two kids later. Five homes later. 13 different jobs between the two of us. We're still here.

And I don't LOVE this town.

But I do LOVE the people in it. And that is why we've stayed. We got connected with a community of people and that has kept us here.

Matt graduates in May. Matt desires to get plugged into ministry and teaching full time. We are outgrowing our home. Eli is in school this year. I am praying diligently about the options of growing our family. We are coming up on the season where we had planned to put our house back on the market. And as I feel life changing. I start to wonder if this is where I want to stay planted for the long haul.

I dream of some place warmer. Some place with more to do. Some place that is greener than here (literally, greener). That has more indoor winter activities for kids. That has better and more affordable housing options. That has more opportunities for me to work part-time as a speech-language pathologist. That has a Target. And a real camera store. And a 24 hour gym. A town that has grandparents close by. And we can take our kids to see things without it being a weekend trip.

But on the other hand.

I can't imagine not being here.

Where I deeply know and love so many people. Where our very best friends are next door. And I can't go anywhere without seeing people we know.

We have so many friends here that have deep roots. And though seasons of life change and we may not see them all and share life on a daily basis with them. They are true friends. People we've known since we were all college kids, with no kids ourselves. People that we know their history and they know ours. People that are safe and faithful. That have seen the good and the bad and love us anyways. People who we would do anything for and know that they would be there in return for us should us or our kids need something. A people and a town that we have shared life with. Grown and changed with. A town and culture that is a part of us.

We are the locals in this very transient town. We love on the people as they come through with the university...but we are deeply rooted with the real town. The people that have built their lives here.

And that can't be rebuilt overnight. Or bought at Target.

And that is what is scary about the thought of moving. I don't want to flippantly give up the beautiful life we have here in hopes that the grass is greener on the other side ...because I realize all that would be lost. But I also don't want to hold on tight to my security here if God has something different in store for us.

We have no plans to move. But the thought seems to often be in the back of my mind. And its just as much of a scary nightmare as it is a dream.
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For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end. --Psalms 48:14

I Heart Faces : Love

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Tue, 05 Feb 2013 12:14:00 +0000

Haven't done one of these challenges for a while...but the theme is love and I wanted to share this picture I got last month of these newlyweds on their special day. So much love!! I had a hard time choosing a picture because really I see love in all my pictures over the last few weeks and months.

But they are so cute! :)

You can check out more LOVE pictures at http://iheartfaces.com. There are some amazing shots!

Almost February!!

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Thu, 31 Jan 2013 05:00:00 +0000

Its been a fun few months since the last time I blogged. Time to play catch-up. We celebrated Thanksgiving with family in Cheyenne. Went to my Grandpa Cuthbert's house and to the Coulters. (I think that's what we did). I do remember we got this gem on that day! Boy cousins!!

And this one.

Then all the Christmas festivities began.

Christmas was awesome with the boys this year. We celebrated from Thanksgiving weekend all the way until Christmas Day. We did all the traditional festivities. We did all our personal family traditions that we have adopted over the last five years. It was a perfect Christmas season. Lots of family. Lots of good memories with the boys.

Cut down a tree and decorated it.

Christmas cutout cookies. They are holding the ones I decorated. Not sure why. The ones they decorated were much more "creative" ...I loved them! :)

It was a snowy Christmas Eve. We went snowshoeing in the mountains. It was perfect!

Family time at my Mom's house.

More cousin time at the Coulter's house

As I took this picture I realized how in love I am with my husband and how much I just have to take it all in. I am blessed! And the chance to parent these boys with Matt is such a gift.

We welcomed 2013 in at home at 7pm with the boys. We did a scavenger hunt game that I named "Secret Mission Brothers" ...they asked what it was called and that's what came out of my mouth. They still ask to play it. Haha.

The new year brought back routine. January is a tough month. Its cold and dreary outside. The holiday excitement is over ...yet spring seems so far away. I do like the feeling of a fresh start. Buying a new calendar. Setting goals. But overall...January is kind of cold and depressing.

But January is almost over. February is a short month which leads right to March...which is practically spring. (I'm choosing to block out the fact that sometimes some of the worst storms come in March...or April) ...Spring Break comes in March., so there is hope to be had!

My guys are good.

Matt is crazy busy, as usual. Working hard at both his jobs and right in the thick of his last semester of his Master's work. He should be completely done by mid-April and walk at graduation in May! I'm so proud of him. And will be so happy for him when he is done with school.

The boys are doing awesome! Of course! They keep our life full of joy. They are amazing boys. They keep us on their toes and we are constantly on our toes trying to do our best to raise them. Teaching them the important things like respect, kindness, compassion, sacrifice....these are the things that keep me up at night. I'm constantly reminding myself that they don't have to totally get it all today! That they are three and five...and that this is why they have parents. So we can teach them and be here for them as they learn and grow. And they keep making me smile and laugh and be happy.

I'm good. Just busy taking care of the boys and the house. I've been enjoying the ordinary. Which I love. Been struggling with some bursitis which has sidelined me from the running group I joined. But hopefully only for three weeks. Been getting up at 5:30 am all month four days a week...and it turns out I actually kind of like getting up that early. Well...I don't when my alarm goes off. But once I'm up and get a good workout in before my kids are even awake I feel so good the rest of the day.

Oh yeah...we welcomed this guy into our family this month! On January 12th, to be exact. I need to rememeber that so we can celebrate! ;) The boys named him Shadow. We've all started to call him Shadowfax. I wanted to name him Bronco ...but we told the boys they could pick. Sim liked Fred Flintstone and Washington. But Eli was persuasive and Shadow ending up winning. His full name is Shadow Flapjack Coulter. :) He is a perfectly sweet Lab mix that we adopted from a local rescue. The boys and I (and Grandma Cathy) picked him out while Matt was in Denver at the Broncos game. (we got his permission of course). The boys love him. We all love him. He is a nice dog and is really patient and gentle with the kids. Its been fun and actually much easier of a transition than I thought it would be. And I've totally become that weird person that lets their dog drive around in the car with them all the time. Never thought I would do that...but I totally do. Ha!

Okay...this is just a big fat catch up blog.

Now I'm back. What a relief! Will try to get some of the half written posts I've had saved forever finished and up.

I doubt anyone else is out there since I'm a big blogging-dropout. But that's okay.

Happy Wednesday-night. Goodnight!

November Thoughts

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:12:00 +0000

Hey there.

Happy November! Wow...its already the 15th.

And I must say I am officially in the Christmas spirit! I usually am against that until after Thanksgiving...but its here. I checked out Christmas books from the library yesterday and that did it. :) I'm excited for Thanksgiving too. Obviously the boys are too!

--Sim made a turkey hat at storytime...and Eli made a replicate at home after school. :)

Speaking of Thanksgiving....I started my own version of the "1000 Gifts" idea. If you haven't read the book by Ann Voskamp then I highly recommend it. While talking to Sim about being thankful for what he has ...as I pushed him in the cart at Walmart one morning I decided to start my own book of Gratitude. Because just as he was asking for more Legos even though he already has more than plenty at home...I was reminded that I do the same thing all the time!!

I bought a $6 journal and set out to make this a common practice in my life. To be grateful and to name thanks. So many people out there (Ann Voskamp and many others) have practiced the idea of naming thanks and how that is the key to life. I told the kids that my goal is to get to 1000 things...but my goal is really to make this a lifetime practice! Look it up...some pretty awesome projects out there. The kids love the idea and have jumped right on board with telling me things they want me to write in it. I write exactly what they say with their name in parenthesis after it. Its been awesome to see them think of it and thank God on their own and ask me to write in it my book...what they have named "the thankful book." And this practice is good for the soul. I have enjoyed taking time to sit with a pen and paper and reflect and write all the good in my life. Its a great practice for me.

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Hey...I never posted Halloween pictures. Halloween was fun and relaxing.

The kids had fun and looked cute. Eli was an astronaut

I had fun. But to me Halloween is nothing compared to Thanksgiving and Christmas. I'm glad we're on to the more fun holidays! :)

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I found out today that I will get the chance to attend my first ever Ugly Christmas Sweater party. I've heard of these...but never gone to one. They are intriguing and kind of funny. So I guess I will be on the hunt for an ugly sweater...because I can't say I've owned a Christmas sweater since I was in about fourth grade. Haha! I do have some hideous earrings that I think I will be able to rock out. We shall see what I come up with. haha! Funny! Who knows...maybe I'll love it and host my own next year.

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We're taking it slow this evening. I think the littlest man is getting sick. He is pretty lethargic and was hard to get up from nap. So of course Eli is using this as a good excuse to watch Fireman Sam on the iPad. I fell for it. Decided to snap a few pictures and blog a little. Dinner's in the crock pot. I should be folding laundry...but, eh. It'll get done eventually! :)

Want to blog more...about the marriage retreat, about life, about the world, about my never-ending thoughts on life, about how thankful I am for a living and active God that continues to work and speak and not give up on me, about how HE knows better than I could have ever imagined, and how excited I am about living in my own skin today ...and about all the funny stuff Sim has been saying, like when he called me handsome yesterday...but I think the timer is about to go off...meaning iPad-time is over. So, so is Mommy's blog time.

Life is sweet here in the Coulter house.

Hope all is well with you!

Are you excited for the holidays? Overwhelmed? Indifferent? In Denial?
Tell me something. :)

I Heart Faces : Orange

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Tue, 06 Nov 2012 05:13:00 +0000

Eli was out of school today. And he is again tomorrow. Today was just SO WONDERFUL! These two boys ...they just love one another so much. And it felt so "right" to have them both home with me all day today. Back to how it was for the last two years. I mean...we have all our weekends together and Eli gets out at 3:05 so they still get plenty of time together. But its different. I loved not having to rush around the minute we get up. To relax and take it slow. To lounge in our jammies and do puzzles for as long as we wanted. To craft and play along with their silly games that they come up with together, assisting one another's imaginations. To not have to wake Sim up from his nap and carry him to the car crying because he is still tired, but we have to go get Eli. Instead to all end up in my bed post-naptime. To read and cuddle and just be together without watching the clock. To laugh. To play. To just be. And it makes me wish I was homeschooling ...but not really! It just makes me so thankful for today! And excited for tomorrow.

the simple life.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Fri, 19 Oct 2012 05:05:00 +0000

This week has flown by.

Nothing too exciting. Just the ordinary.

And I'm struck by how much I love my ordinary.

I love my time at home with these boys. I love that they aren't in a million activities (yet) and our family has dinner together every night.

On some days I do long for excitement. For travel. For adventure.

But this adventure at home is pretty great. And I don't want to take it for granted.

Was almost in tears yesterday as Sim shuffled into my room to wake me up in his monkey jammies, holding his puppy and giving me a sleepy grin.

The same pj's Eli wore.

The same puppy my mom bought him the day he was born to put in his bassinet at the hospital.

And this boy. Who is excited about life. Who loves to laugh and learn and imagine and create. Whom I'm learning to let go of a bit. As I sat through a parent-teacher conference this afternoon and listened to her rave about my son and how great he is doing. She knows him. I'm sharing him with her. And I realize that he is exactly where he needs to be, as hard as it is on me. That he is blooming and doing great and finding his way through kindergarten just fine without me there.

And that he isn't mine to begin with. He belongs to my God and I'm beyond blessed to be his mommy. But that this baby-step towards independance is just a part of this journey.

And I remember how great this adventure is. How this work that I'm doing every day goes beyond myself and my moments of scrubbing the kitchen floor and folding ten million pairs of boys socks.

These moments are serving my Jesus. These moments are building my boys' hearts. These moments are sharing my life with my husband and loving him well. I must choose to trust him and to offer him unconditional respect. Trust that he is the man I know God has made him to be. And love him in that ...and allow him to love me.

photo by Sandra Kelly

How often I fail at remembering this. I lose my patience and have to ask for forgiveness.

And they continue to forgive me and to love me.

photo by Sandra Kelly

I feel joy in my heart tonight. True joy and contentment with what I'm doing.

I have shut up the lies that so often haunt me.

photo by Sandra Kelly

I must remember how great of an adventure this really is.

As a friend spoke to a group of ladies this morning...there was a theme of looking back with no regrets.

I want to love well. Love my family, myself, friends, strangers, and ultimately my Jesus.

I'm thankful! For a happy son that runs to me with excitement when I pick him up from school and giggles while I take pictures of him in the rear view mirror. For the healthcare clinic we have pretty much 24 hour access to. (flu-shots went all around tonight). A husband that I can laugh with. Friends that make me laugh and love on my heart. The small community that I live in and all the great new friendships I have recently made. People that love on Matt and I and truly support and love us. That God protects my heart from all the political crap going on and gives me faith in it all and calls me to pray through it. For being given such a passion for photography and the ways God has been stirring my heart to continue to keep giving this passion back to Him. There is always so much more...but that is what came to my mind first. And now I am off to bed. Peace out, friends.

I Heart Faces : Friendship

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Tue, 16 Oct 2012 16:38:00 +0000

These boys have known each other their whole lives.

They are true friends and enjoy one another so much.

I have pictures of them (usually sitting in this same order) as babies. And every step in-between.

The goofy-smiling one on the left (It was so bright out...I think he is just protecting his eyes)

...he is moving in three weeks.

Eli is heart-broken

Really...our whole family is.

All five of them are so near and dear to our heart. And just such a part of life as we know it. They've been here for us every step of the way since becoming parents.

Happy for them to get to move where they want to be ...but life will be different.

Praying these boys friendship endures the miles.

That our family friendship does too.

The bright side...we get to go visit them. And they are moving where its warm and beachy! :)

Letting go of the lump in my throat.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Sun, 23 Sep 2012 04:30:00 +0000

Today was the first day of fall.

Eli, my awesome little Type A calendar watcher, was excited to point it out this morning and then again as we walked along campus and watched the leaves flutter to the ground. I suggested we collect leaves after Sim's nap and make something out of them. I forgot and we didn't (remembering that makes me feel bad, maybe tomorrow).

The leaves are changing. I love this time. It's beautiful. Laramie has so many beautiful streets to see this on. It makes me want to bake, and drink hot coffee, and read, and brainstorm Halloween costumes.

Today was an incredibly weird day for me.

I am by nature a pretty "glass is half full" kind of person. But today it was pretty much equally empty and full. Like the Fall-Equinox...it seemed like all my light was balanced out by feelings of dark.

I'm a woman...no doubt hormones were involved. I assure you, they were.

But it was just such a strange day. Some really good parts...like a birthday party for some of our dear friends little boy and reading Sim's new favorite book to him about ten times, and cuddling with Eli during quiet time. Feelings of love and happy and fun... but these would suddenly be counteracted by stress, a feeling of being overwhelmed and anxious. Light and dark...equal. Its not normal for me. Feeling anxiety...physically feeling it. So not like me.

It's ridiculous. My life is amazing and I have no reason to be sad. Honestly, it is. My husband is amazing and loves me unconditionally and well. And my two boys are the best. We are blessed. We have friends. The boys are doing great. Lots of exciting and good things are happening.

I'm adjusting to change. And I stink at big changes. There is for sure several things swirling around in our mind that could induce a lot of change in our life. Along with the changes of both boys and Matt starting school. Along with just other changes in life and friendships and family.

But it seems like I'm letting stressors (good and bad ones) just get the best of me. And I hate that.

I feel like my world is a bit shaky and I'm having trouble keeping my center.

But I'm reminded that things are just for a season. Things that I see...and things of my heart. And although I may be in a season of change, just like the beautiful leaves all around me. This is part of life. Figuring things out. Trusting. Letting things happen. Letting go and letting things be sometimes.

And its hard. And parts of me must die. Selfish parts. Ugly parts. Parts that desire control rather than trust and faith ...and love and grace. Parts that hinder God from using me for greater purposes.

So I'm letting those parts die. Tomorrow I will tip the scale towards who I really am...the glass half-full girl. And I will choose to let the parts that need to die, to die. And let love and faith and trust grow.

That's my prayer tonight as I still have a lump in my throat that has been there all day.

Worrying does nothing. So I shall stop worrying and simply trust. Trust not in myself, or the things of this world. But trust only in what I know to be true!

And be excited for fall. The fall outside. And the changing season of my life and heart too!
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There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
    a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,

  a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
    a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
    a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
    a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.

What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet^[a] no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live.That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.

---Ecclesiastes 3:1-14

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Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. ---Proverbs 3:5-6

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Peace out, friends!

Post on parenting coming up this week. Started it ...but am going to go relax in the tub and start reading this.

Playing catch-up.

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Tue, 11 Sep 2012 02:46:00 +0000

Holy Moly. I am the worlds worst blogger.

Seriously...how is it already September 10th!

We had a fabulous summer. I'm realizing I never blogged regarding two big events this summer. I got the kids birthdays. But I forgot....Matt and I celebrated 11 years of marriage. And I turned 30. The first celebration was fabulous. A kid-free night in a hotel. Of course I was up at 6:30 am, but forced myself back to sleep for a bit. We wined and dined and walked around downtown talking. It was a lovely anniversary celebration. And I am sure thankful for the last eleven years of marriage. Its had its up and downs over the years...but we are UP right now. And our love is deep and true and we are happy. SO THANKFUL!

Oh yeah...I turned 30. Matt bought me a new lens for my camera and the boys made me homemade cards. So it was an awesome birthday. And as I teased about not wanting to turn 30...deep down I really don't care. My life is exactly as I wanted it to be when I was 30. No regrets!

And I have no pictures from either day! Ha! But they were both good days!

And now summer is over.

But it was a great summer.

And now we have a kindergartener. And a 2-day a week preschooler.

How did that happen? Before school started I felt like we needed one last hurrah of summer and as a family just the four of us. So we took the boys to Denver. And let me tell ya...for a 3 and 5 year old a hotel room is apparently the BOMB. They were so happy to be there. They loved everything about just running around the hotel suite. In and out of the two bedrooms. Hiding in closets. Unlocking the door with the key-card. Riding the elevators. The list goes on and on. And I must admit...it was more fun than home. First of all ...there were televisions in the bedrooms so we could all lay on the bed and watch the Broncos pre-season game. And my mind wasn't distracted like it is at home. Distracted with dinner prep, or laundry that needs switched, or that dirty kitchen floor. I was fully engaged and it was so much fun! We did force them to leave the hotel to eat and go to the Botanical Gardens and the museum. They loved those too! But at the end of the day they kept asking to go back to the hotel. Funny kids!

So that was a fun little distraction to ease all my nerves about sending Elijah to kindergarten and Sim to (very) part-time preschool. But that day still came. And I'm not a big fan. He is doing awesome. He has been excited to go since he started and he seems to be really enjoying it. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the feeling of picking him up and he runs to me everyday with a huge smile on his face and jumps in my arms. Definitely one of the best feelings in the world. I think he will thrive and learn so much. He has already amazed me with stories that show his beautiful soul and the solid character and compassion that is within him. And he says he misses us but has fun. That's good to hear because we sure miss him during the day!

Ya'll it is hard! Harder than I thought it would be. I miss him. But I'm being strong and hanging in there.

Sim is adjusting well...although he has only gone twice so far. Tomorrow will be my first Tuesday morning alone. I'm a bit excited! :) My plans are to hit the gym, which is conveniently located by the preschool. Get an iced coffee on the way home. Shower in peace. Get ready in peace. Read my Bible in peace. Quickly clean for about 20 minutes in peace. Then continue on with whatever I want until noon....yes, in peace and quiet. Alone with my thoughts. Yes...I'm excited! (and feel slightly guilty).

I am so so so thankful for the time I have with these boys. I don't ever want to take it for granted! They are absolutely the best gift I could ever have. One day I will get all the quiet time in the world and I will miss the chaos, messy-ness, and constant dialogue that happens in my home now. So don't let that previous paragraph give you the wrong impression. Really! I do miss them. Especially Eli. I honestly feel a little sick about him being gone for 35 hours a week. And I'm looking forward to starting a regular volunteering time in his classroom. They don't want us to for the first few weeks. I'm sure it will help me to have peace when I can see him there and be a bit more a part of his world at school.

Oh man...I'm getting teary.

Change of subject!

I had the best playdate with a new friend today. Huge encouragement in regards to how we may choose to grow our family. It was very life-giving. I'm thankful and so blessed.

Matt is loving his teaching job at Whitewater.

oh yeah...we're trying to buy a new house. A little bump in the road today. But I'm trusting that it just wasn't meant to be for this certain house. Still searching and happy to finally feel peace about moving on after looking at house for the last 6 months or so.

In summary. Life is truckin' along well ...and I suck at blogging regularly. Ha!

Peace out future Shelly and whoever else may be reading this! :)

Happy Birthday, Simeon!

noreply@blogger.com (shellycoulter) — Mon, 06 Aug 2012 21:22:00 +0000

Yesterday my sweet Simeon turned 3 years old.

We celebrated.

My mind wandered throughout the day about how blessed we are to have him. How I can hardly remember our life without him. He adds so much to our family.

He woke to a living room filled with balloons and puppy-seed muffins (poppyseed). His favorite.

Sim was excited for his birthday this year. And he smiled as we sang to him at bedtime the night before and gave us the biggest smile and most genuine "thanks, guys" ever. It was adorable.

He opened his presents early in the morning. A new bell for his bike and a Peyton Manning jersey and football from Matt and I. Eli picked out a Captain America mask and shield for him. He loved them all and fully enjoyed being the center of attention.

After church and nap...it was party time. He requested a "Peyton Manning party" ...which I shaped into a general sports themed party. Family and friends gathered at a park to celebrate our boy. I felt so blessed to have so many people who genuinely care about and love our family. And who genuinely love Simeon and support Matt and I as we raise him. We are blessed!

Simeon has really seemed to grow so much just in the last few months. He is his own little person with a personality that is uniquely his! He tests his boundaries often and can be stubborn...but he loves and forgives so unconditionally. He has the best laugh ever. He watches his big brother non-stop and loves to imitate him. One of my favorites is how he pretends to put down the kickstand on his bike like Eli does...even though his Strider doesn't have a kickstand. This desire has led to some sad moments where we have had to tell him no... like playing t-ball, riding rides at the carnival, and going to VBS. He loves to run, ride his bike, play catch with any kind of ball. He is starting to really enjoy and do well at the boxed puzzles. He has shared a room with Eli for the last few months...until a few nights before his birthday. They couldn't quite master the being quiet thing, so they got separated again. But Simeon told me, "Mom, I love my new room. Because I don't know how to be quiet in Eli's room and then we can't sleep." Haha! Cracked me up. Simeon will almost always pray out loud if you ask him too and has enjoyed learning some memory verses this summer. Simeon is quite helpful and loves to "help" with laundry, bed making, plant watering, and the dishwasher. He recognizes all letters and knows most of their sounds. He can spell his name and attempts to write some letters. He can count to around 20. His favorite shows are Letter Factory, Numbers Ahoy, Little Bear, Cars, and Backyardigans. He is crazy attached to his blue puppy that he has slept with since the day was born and his two special blankets. He still naps. He will still occasionally let me hold him. He is scheduled to start two mornings of preschool a week in the fall.

My absolute favorite thing about Simeon is his adventurous spirit. He is brave. He loves life. He loves to explore and is usually pretty willing to just go with the flow of life and enjoy the moment he is in. It's beautiful. He and Eli can turn anything into an adventure and he is always pretty much up for anything.

He is just a big ball of joy. I can't even come close to explaining the love I have for Simeon and his big brother...and their Daddy!

As each years passes I just love these kids more and more. It's unreal.

This is sappy, I know! But being a mom does sappy things to my heart

Happy Birthday, Simmy!

We love you!

Naptime Notes

Taking it all in.

February Reflections

Colossians 3:1212 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility,gentleness and patience.

A month past Christmas Eve.

Recalibrating

Its amazing what a few minutes with youtube blasting in my ear can do for me.

Like that...I turned to the right place. And once again I'm recalibrated. Reaching for my Jesus...instead of the things of this world. Freedom.

Thankful for songs ...that double as perfect prayers when I don't know where to start.

A sad day is coming...

Stream of thoughts. No edits.

A "Yes" Person

Gratitiude :

My guys ...

First Grade

need to stop blinking

Whoa, life. Slow down a bit!

Milestones : Eli lost his first tooth

So glad its March

Math Night Excitement

History isn't built in a day ...or a year.

I Heart Faces : Love

Almost February!!

November Thoughts

I Heart Faces : Orange

the simple life.

I Heart Faces : Friendship

Letting go of the lump in my throat.

Playing catch-up.

Happy Birthday, Simeon!

Colossians 3:12
12 Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility,gentleness and patience.