A Smattering of Life...

This time home with Emerson has allowed me at lot of time to think about how my life has shaped up so far.  The direction Obie and I have chosen to take, and at times, the detours that just led us where we were meant to be. Its odd perhaps that as a young girl I never dreamt of becoming a mother, nor of really getting married at all. (certainly in my mind there were hordes of super cute men falling at my feet- duh) but never in my wildest dreams did I picture 4 little boys sent to me to raise, to love, and ultimately to let go. 

These pictures aren't organized, or orchestrated- but they document a smattering of our life.  A life never imagined but one that I am so thankful for.  Obie and I have been blessed beyond measure, we realize that, even among the agruing and constant reprimands, the punishment and praise.  It is where, and with whom, we were meant to be.

And then there were 4.....

It's amazing what can happen overnight...

Emerson Otter Deming

March 26, 2014

11:59 am

7 pounds, 4.8 ounces

20.5 inches long

Bigger and Better

Once again I am way behind on the life and times of the Deming family.  This picture was taken this summer in Steamboat from a super funny guy that then proceeded to take us out to dinner (and more importantly, got us all to smile for a family picture, which I've realized might be the first of its kind)!

We 5 are a pretty solid bunch.  These boys make us laugh, cry, and pull our hair out- but this is our life, and a pretty good one it is indeed.

Life is about to change.  At the end of March (or April, or whenever it decides) we'll welcome another to this crew.  Are we ready? no.  Are we excited? yes.  Will we be tired? certainly.

So, we are trying to keep up with the kids we have and hold fast to this bittersweet time before another joins us.  No matter what, this family is what sustains me.  My heart bursts for these boys (all 4 of them), and I know this baby will have more than enough love to grow on.

It's a Girl!

Hah- scared you didn't I?  Here's the latest addition to the Deming household...

Meet Irie,

She's grown quite a bit since these pics were taken- although she stills seems like a teeny weeny compared to the other fat pat we own.  So far, she's a cute potato, loves Spike, loves the kids, loves to chew on all things, listens gr......, well- look at her she's super cute!

I hadn't wanted to change the blog byline when Otis passed, and now it I don't have to.  Otis's memory lives on (in a small, girlish sort of way...)

6-a-palooza!

And the trend of growing continues around here...

Finley has been waiting (6 years to be exact) for a birthday party of his very own.  We figured we could get away with him thinking the annual Meeker Fourth of July week long bash was in celebration of his birth as opposed to the freedom of our country until at least his teenage years- sufficed it to say, he figured us out and some very last minute party planning went into effect.

Sunshine, a new park, some water, and friends galore made this little man king for a day.

turned out to be a "man's" party- shirts optional

A lot of invited friends, a lot of siblings of those friends, and then just a few kids that happened to be playing at the park and decided a little cake and games were in order made for a very fun day.  (I'm still sticking with the story though that the 4th fireworks were indeed his birthday finale)

6 so far has proven to be a rough adjustment in a man's life.  A lot of crying has accompianed this particular transition.  Bummed he's not a baby, and bummed he's not yet old enough to just do what his brothers are allowed to do has created a number of "worst day ever!"s.  There are things he is very capable of though and proud to show it.  And if memory serves me correctly (when its positive I like to think it does) Finley has been a pretty happy guy so far.  Very funny, very animated, and pretty darn smart too.  There have been many nights where the whole family just cracks up at him around the dinner table.  At six he's discovered what he likes: swimming, school, bike riding, fishing, friends, sleeping with mama and kicking her all night, music, minecraft, junk food and TV (ugh) - and things he would rather do without:  chores (instant broken legs occur), spaghetti (what?) and brushing his teeth.  Oh well, boys will be boys.