My 2-year old does not want to be called Princess Isabella. She prefers either Super Isabella or Doc Isabella.
Today was special. Dennis and I both took the day off work today to celebrate our 7th wedding anniversary. After dropping Dylan off at school, we planned to head to Temecula. But we were so excited from our weekend spent touring model homes at College Park in Chino, so we decided to check out a few more model homes in the area. How sweet and romantic, huh?
But then we headed to Temecula, and enjoyed a delicious lunch at Wilson Creek Winery. I gave Dennis one of his gifts — a mini album celebrating our 7 years together. After lunch, we headed to Oak Meadows afterwards, and took photos with the self-timer while we reminisced about our wedding. Then we stopped by the Old Time Sweet Shoppe in downtown Temecula for some ice cream to cool off. It was delicious! Bought some candy as pasalubong for the kids, and chocolate for mom. Then one last stop was at Michael’s where Dennis bought me a sewing machine! It was wonderful to spend time together just being ourselves and not worrying about the kids. We talked about the past, our present, and our future plans together. Even after 7 years, we’ve only just begun.
“Mommy? …. I love you.” Dylan said to me randomly (as he often does) while he was putting on his pajamas. “I love you too, Kuya,” was my automatic reply.
Then I paused. I could almost hear something more behind the question. Like he was waiting for something. I turned around to face him.
“When do I love you, Dylan?” I asked. He hesitated. “Um, when I do good things?”
“Nope. I love you all the time. Even when I’m mad, and telling you the right things to do, I still love you. I love you all the time.” His eyes lit up in understanding.
“So when do I love you?” I asked him again.
Dylan smiled, a contented smile that all was right in his world. “All the time,” he answered.
I smiled back at him.
Isabella loves to randomly sing:
“Wain, wain, go away, come ‘gain other day,
Isa – bella wantet pway, wain wain go away.”
So. Freaking. Cute.
How do I bottle her up to remember these days always?
So, I’m super excited about this new form of memory keeping for me. I started digital scrapbooking in 2006, but have recently struggled in keeping up in my scrapbooking. I had been interested in Project Life, but thought it would be too overwhelming to try to document every day. Then one day, I started listening to podcasts on my commute, and was inspired by one of The Digi Show episodes. I realized I could adapt the Project Life system to whatever I wanted, and I soon took the plunge and bought an album, page protectors, and the Fifth & Frolic core kit. Pretty soon, I had two more core kits, a Studio Calico subscription, and a slew of Thickers and embellishments. I was hooked.
That was in April, and I decided to start documenting from the start of 2014. My first completed spread was from January 3rd, we spent the day snow tubing, and I knew that I needed a two-page spread to include all the fun pictures that I wanted to. I am taking more of an event-based approach, roughly divided by month, with a few spreads that are random photos within the month that I want to include. I love that I am now finally able to hold a physical copy of my digital pictures, and also get a chance to play with fun paper and embellishments.
So far I have a total of three completed spreads, with three more that are almost done. I am almost finished through April, and the rest of the spreads have the photos in, but I haven’t gotten started on the cards yet. More Project Life to come soon, when I get to photograph my other spreads!
Stayed home today to take Dylan to his doctor for his physical. Besides the routine stuff, Dylan had to have a PPD skin test done for TB since he is entering Kindergarten in the fall. He was about to cry when he found out that he would need to be stuck with a needle, but I reminded him he had done it before and it turned out ok. We took some deep breaths, and he calmed down. He asked if he could close his eyes, and I said of course. He closed his eyes, the nurse stuck the needle, and soon it was over. He didn’t cry during the procedure, my bravest boy. I mean, I know he has gone through more than just a needle stick with his tonsillectomy, but still. I asked him if it hurt, and he said it did, a little. The nurse had said to think of happy things, and he said he thought about Legos, using the iPhone and iPad, and the computer. He asked me what I thought about when I have to get a needle stick. I said, I think about him and Isabella.
Afterwards, we had a pizza lunch date at Pizza N Such, and had a walk around the Claremont Village before we headed home.
Remember the old days, when I was three years old…?
Mom and I just looked at each other and laughed. You know, the old days, two whole years ago? I guess when you’re five, that’s almost half your lifetime.