Wow! I knew it would feel good to start connecting with you all again….but I never expected THIS!
Thank you guys for all the sweet comments and caring enough to read about me and my family. I appreciate it so, so much.
With that being said…I thought it would be good to catch everyone up on the kids, and where they’re at since its been so long.
From oldest to youngest!
Zuri is 8 1/2. Typing that out feels insane. My tiny 5 pound baby is an 8 year old.
Zuri is the kindest soul put on planet Earth. She is so, so sensitive and sweet…and as we were talking in one of our car conversations (I’ll touch on car conversations in a later post–someone remind me when I forget!) she decided she’s probably the most empathetic person in the world.
In her words:”Cause, mom! I literally feel peoples sadness AND happiness. In commercials, or at the park, or sometimes when I see Ozzy is sad and you just think he’s feisty, but I KNOW he’s actually just sad. I can feel it.”
And I believe her. She feels other peoples emotions. She’s mine and Bronson’s caretaker as much as I both love/hate to admit that. Her little soul was sent here as a helper soul, so she helps the people around her.
She has a natural knack for singing, and a big case of shyness–But just let me tell you: this little tiny thing can belt. One day when she’s ready we’ll show you.
She has an awesome group of friends here, is learning to surf, and in gymnastics. She’s also is a movie buff. She has crazy adult-ish movie critiques, and understands and appreciates a good production. I love this about her.
Zuri is the 2nd mom in our house, always taking care of her siblings and herself. She’s uber responsible and I can say I haven’t had to wake her up, or get her ready for school in 2 years. She does everything all herself. When she’s ready from head to toe, she’ll wake up Bronson and he’ll walk her to school.
She’s not normal–we know this.
….we know this because of Remi
So, onto Remi!
Remi blows my mind on an hourly basis. She is 5 now but she talks to you like an 8 year old. Bronson and I have to remind ourselves to treat her according to her age, because we honestly forget she’s so little still since she acts like teenager.
One of the most amazing things about Remi is the fact that she’s different from most other kids (she has asthma and allergies) and never…and I really mean not EVER, has had pity party on herself, or has cried about being left out. (Me, on the other hand, I’ve cried enough to fill a boat. Never in front of her…but just saying). She’s amazing.
For example: It will be someones birthday at school and the child will lovingly bring cupcakes or cookies for all the students at school. Remi cant have anything with: soy, wheat, sesame seeds, nuts, cantaloupe, some melons, or shellfish in it. After more than two years trying to find food she’ll actually eat without these ingrediants in them—I can assure you that most ALL freaking kids foods and/or treats contain one or more of her allergies on that list. So, I’ve sat back and watched as all the children scream, and jump up and down in anticipation to devour their treats—and Remi doesn’t partake, but she sits by her friends as they all share in this experience…. And guys, she is genuinely happy for all the kids around her. She is happy for their happiness! She’ll even come home giddy sometimes because she got treats that she can’t eat…BUT! She can give them to Zu and Ozzy.
I kind of cry typing it out. I’m really, really proud of how she handles this. She’s a freaking gem.
So beyond being the most understanding little human around, Remi also loves the stuff most kids hate, and says the strangest/most profound things imaginable to get a laugh out of whoever is in the room. Example: “Mom, is today tomorrow?” or another one…”Mom, if God created everything, who the heck created God?”
She loves makeup, youtube, animals, and her friends. Her favorite thing to do is to hear stories about our pasts and how things came about— I think she gets this love for story from me. We really connect that way. And, I think I’ve said it before on Instagram, but Remi is just cool… Like a dope little kid you want to be friends with.
Speaking of little friends…
Ozzy my first and only boy, and my little best friend.
It”s funny, because as he runs around like the little mad man he is, people will often ask me what his name is, and I will yell back from wherever I’m chasing him and scream, “OZZY!” Then they’ll be like, “Ozzy! Of course he’s a wild child! You named him Ozzy!”
Exchanges like this happen more than I’d like to admit.
I remembering being so proud of my mothering skills with the girls in public when they were really little. They would never run in the road, or stray too far off from me, and always listen to my commands. I thought I was a pretty good safety mom. Then Ozzy happened, and whew. I quickly learned with him that sometimes its not the parenting–its the individual.
So, my day to day schedule looks like this: In the mornings I am always pretending to be a mean T-rex, or nice ‘cerra-toppers” (triceratops). Ozzy is usually a raptor, a t-rex , or pterodactyl.
By the afternoon when he’s not a dinosaur anymore, he morphs into a superhero. Right now he really likes the Hulk and Capa Merika! (captain america). I’m always a big, mean, un named-bad guy.
In between dinosaur/superhero fights he’s always “so hungy, mama!”, or wants to skateboard, ride his bike, or go get surfin’ donuts. Even though he’s constantly all over the place, he does settle down every now and again and loves to snuggle with a blanky and me or his dad right by his side.
He’s also naked all the time–so be prepared, and don’t say I didn’t warn you.
He is truly the light of all our lives as cheesy as that sounds, but we laugh, and laugh with him in our home-We also don’t go out to eat as much now that he’s around because restaurants and him do not mix…..I know you other mothers reading that understand wholly–I have to explain no further.
But that’s it! This is where we’re at right now… Right this second. The last 2 years have been really cool in the fact I had them all to myself. I’ve always worked while being a mom, or had side gigs like esthetics, and the blog for so long—So, these last couple years were my first real experience with being a fully stay-at-home mom–un-interrupted. There are a lot of things I’m grateful for, but I’m so grateful I had the experience I did with them for the last two years. These little people are my best friends and motivation in life. ….And all this blog stuff…..it’s a little for me, to connect to you, but its mostly for them.
So kids…You better read this one day!