The Quads

This past weekend, we had a chance to hang with our dear friends, the Tellinghuisen posse!  It is always great fun to reunite "The Quads" and catch up where we left off!  Below are a few of my favorite pictures from the weekend...

Ty, Lola, Aidan & Claire ~ Lola may or may not A) have a huge crush on Aidan or B) be pre-seizure in this darling picture.  Regardless...OMG!  <3

Lola & Ty

Aidan & Claire

Cal & Cole keepin' it 100 with the Fabulous Four!

We love you guys SO MUCH & will treasure our friendship for always. xoxo

"Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend." ~Plautus

My Boo

Just a quickie (ha!) post to share these darling, super-short video clips of our girl, Claire-bug, at the park yesterday.  Mad love for my baby girl... and yes, I still call my 10-year-old my BABY.  Always will. 

 "And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."  ~Kahlil Gibran

I love you to the moon and back, Buggy Boo.

xoxo

Drama Queen

Dear Impostor Lola,

We aren't sure WHAT you've done with REAL Lola, but we *kind of* want her back.  Though your antics are SO-unbelievably-cute-we-want-to-laugh-and-cry-and-kiss-you-simultaneously & they are TOTALLY melting ALL of our hearts, we are also pretty sure that we are not worthy of your drama dump this past few weeks.  Our relationshit (not a typo!) has progressed to a point where you are doing the below acts more than you are being sweet, so we're gonna have to throw down.  Nighttime sleeplessness BLOWS, yo.  And when Mama ain't happy, ain't NO ONE happy, so we're hoping you can get your shit together real soon. 

Love,

Mom, Dad, Cal, Claire, Pre & Romeo

PS -- We still love you sooooooo much.  xoxo

PS #2 -- THESE FACES (below) were WAYYYY worthy of a 29 picture (sometimes-grainy-because-I-took-them-with-my-iPhone-in-a-dark-room) blog post, too, because YOU ARE THE CUTEST LITTLE DRAMA QUEEN EVER!!!!!  OMFG!

Notice the hand "pumping it" --  whenever it's "in action," that means Polly Ann is HELLA PISSED!!!!!!!

This face is freakin' POUTrageous.  OMG.

Awwwwwwwww!!!!!!  SO SAD!!!!!!!!!

If you ask her, "YOU NEED TO CRY??????  YOU GONNA PUT YOUR LIP OUT?!??!?!" it only makes things SOOOOO much worse & she gives us WAYYYYY more drama.  This dwarf knows how to WORK IT!!!

 

I am SO PROUD of the half-assed, modified flip-off with her left hand!  THAT'S MY GIRL!!!!!!



F-You, Carlos O' Kelley's, Lola says!!!!!!!!!!  HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

What did I dooooo?????  I am INNOCENT.  COMPLETELY INNOCENT.

Let's RUMBLE, beyotch!  I'll take you down like I did that nun!!!  It's ON.

Pocket's a hurtin' unit!!!!!

Side profile is RIDIC, Mrs. Pocket... Total drama-gician, creating drama outta NOTHIN'.  LOL

Pissy fit!!!

MAD HAIR DAY!!!!!!!!!!  HA!

MAD AT THAT!

Miss Pissy Pants in full effect,  y'all...

Recovered nicely but then...

SHITSTORM STARTING... (and dude, check out those thumbs?!??!  Notice them coming out of the backs of her fists?!)

Total Angst-ipation ~ at its finest.  HAHAHAHAHAHA! 

ANGRIFIED!

Unilateral freckles SO ROCK!!!

DUKES UP!

Our little shitstigator hard at work... HA!

 

"Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart don't know how to laugh either." ~Golda Meir

xo 

The Shit

Ummm, SO PROUD of our Lola!!!  We are finally trying more solid foods with her... some of Sissy's greens!  We've given them to her in the past, but let's just say, it didn't end well.  HA!  Hoping that since she's officially FIVE YEARS OLD now, we might be "winning," though not sure we did. Observe...

GOT IT & GOPPLE!!!!!!!!!!

Notice how Lola's face flushes when she eats?!  She really sucks... literally.  HA!  Scott may want to tone down the size of those bites, too... DAMNNNNN!

And I totally won't tell you (OK, I will... HA!) how a day & a half later, she took THE DUMP(S) OF THE CENTURY (yes, in two subsequent, heel-standin' incidents, just hours apart.  See below...), it was "practically water" (in the words of our beloved Mr. Hankey, who is totally "The Shit"), and to quote Ace Ventura, "Stuff probably looks better on the way out, huh?"  Ummmm, NO, it really doesn't, but regardless, Polly Ann is a total green-eatin', gopplin' rock star!  We'll let YOU decide if this meal was a success or not... jury's still out for us.  Think we'll try 2-3 bites instead of this tiny bowlful next time, with hopes we can firm Mr. Hankey back up.

The Shit Whisperer hard at work... HA!  Notice the proper form & technique on both involved parties...  Up on heels, which are red and EXTREMELY clammy/cold/damp at this point, as it is the only part of Mrs. Pocket's body which sweats (unless you count her asshole!), eyes squinted, head tilted and pushing back with hypertonic, rebellious force, left arm "pumping it" rhythmically to ease turd removal, and deliberate, gentle milking of the bloated belly region, with eventual SUCCESS... it's a winning combo, folks.

xo

My Perfect 10

My sweet Claire-bug, on July 25th of 2001, you graced the world with your birth, and you changed my life forever.  And for that, I THANK YOU.  I remember so clearly saying the same words over & over again that day... "Things will NEVER, EVER be the same again..."  I remember being haunted by that feeling then.  These horrible prognoses were being tossed around, and I think fear was the overriding emotion for all of us.  How could we have waited SO long for you and then lose you within the year?  Now though, those words remind me of how lucky and blessed I am to be your Mommy, how your very life has changed me, and how I am so glad I am not the same person I was ten years ago.

It's mindblowing how back then every sniffle, seizure, reflux incident scared the shit out of me.  Was this the "beginning of the end?"  I so desperately wanted to find that one thing which would save you and give me MORE TIME with you.  I wish I knew then what I know now (thanks to you & your sister).  And that is, NONE OF US are promised tomorrow... we just are under a false assumption that we are stronger or less likely to die.  Life is fragile for ALL of us.  The amount of time I get with you, Buggy, well... it matters HUGELY to me (and I will continue bargaining every single night that I will trade years off my own life if you can just stay here with me for a loooooooong time.  I NEED YOU!!!!!).  What matters most is that we make the best of the time we do have, no matter how long that might be. 

"In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."  ~Abraham Lincoln

You are my heart, Claire.  My sweet Mini-me (AKA Mimi!)!!!  I have loved watching you grow up, celebrate each new year, and leave your mark on all who have the joy of meeting you.  These pictures fill me with many smiles and much emotion... elation, intense love, fear, sadness, determination, bonding, strength, and most of all HOPE and belief in all that you were then and are now.  I love you more than you will ever know. 

July 25, 2001  ~  with our beloved Dr. Feuille  ~  You were so beautiful and perfect, Claire!

This picture was taken after we were told that there was something "wrong" with your brain... we were terrified, said we would "fix it," and then were told that we couldn't.  Remembering this moment in time makes me bawl, Claire.  I was so incredibly scared.  Yet we were determined to fight for you, optimize your life, and make every day count with you.  And we so have, sweet girl.  We SO HAVE.



In the Special Care Unit with puffy eyes from crying.  We held you 'round the clock, Angel.  And when we did, your O2 sats went to near 100, and you were HAPPY.  And so were we.  We are so connected, Buggy.  Soul level, baby.  xo

Cal was SO in love with you... he waited so long for you, too!  Even at 2 years, 7 months old, he was so worried about you. 

Oh, how he loved you!!!!!  Your crying made him giggle! 

7 months old  ~  You are our sweet angel!

Since I was told you might not live to be 1 year old, I wanted to remember you this way always... so we had these pictures taken.  I still love them SO MUCH.  Those eyes... they see straight to my soul.

Your 1st birthday...

We had a Princess party for you!  You were so radiant in your tiara... though it barely fit!

Our Birthday Princess with Aunt Jill

Your 2nd birthday...

We had the most amazing Hawaiian Luau for you, Mimi!  I may or may not have gone ape-shit on the decorations... ummmm, yeah, I did. 

Your 3rd birthday...

A Ladybug party for our Bugga-Boo!

You are so beautiful, Claire Elise. 

Your 4th birthday...

Thumbs tucked into fists = the PERFECT year for you to tell us you are 4!!!!!  Apparently you'd rather tell us to SUCK IT!  HA!

DIVA PARTY!!!! 

You partied hardy!!!

Your 5th birthday...

(Scott insisted I add a side note here that he doesn't always look like he's been "rode hard and put away wet," but every year (before pics!?!?)  he plays outside in the July heat on a water slide and/or Slip & Slide -- hence, the soaking wet hair and shirt as well as his ultra-fancy attire.  HAHAHAHAHA!)

Your 6th birthday...

Your 7th birthday...

Every year, we'd invite a ton of people to your party, rent a huge water slide, and spend all day celebrating YOU.  And yes, we always made you go down the slide, and everyone cheered! 

Your 8th birthday...

Last year's 9th birthday... a little quieter, family-only celebration at home!

Since Daddy's & my birthdays are just days on either side of your birthday, we celebrated all three together.  What an honor!

SO blessed.



Happy 10th Birthday!!!

July 25, 2011

We love you to the very depth of our being, Claire. 

xoxo

"With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future.  I live now."  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson