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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Love Flash Mob for Greyson

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Last year, I posted about my extraordinary brother and sister-in-law, Ryan and Brittany, and their beautiful, inspiring, gentle and love-filled little boy, Greyson. Who's just one month younger than our daughter, his cousin Ella. If you want to read all about these awesome parents, and their extraordinary son...check out this old blogpost. I promise your heart will feel better and stronger and more tender, all at the same time, just by reading their story.

In that post, I explained that Greyson has Tuberous Sclerosis, a disease that affects 1 in 6000 babies born in the United States each year. I explained the impact this disease has had on Greyson's life, and his parents' lives. I explained how each year, Greyson's parents pull a big ol' team together -- Team Greyson -- for their local "Step Forward" walk a thon, which raises money to cure Tuberous Sclerosis. But most importantly, I explained how inspiring and awesome Greyson and his parents are. And I asked my friends to consider making a donation -- of any amount, $5, $10, $25 -- (every amount counts!)to Team Greyson. And Chris and I promised to match every dollar our friends donated.

We were humbled when our friends and family contributed almost $1000 to Team Greyson, which we were honored to match. We were amazed and inspired that so many friends -- many of them we're connected with through Facebook but don't often get to see in person -- took the time to show love and support for our darling Greyson.

This year, Chris and I are very excited to take the girls down to Tennessee, in October, to attend our first Step Forward for a Cure event. Ella and Kate LOVE their cousin Greyson. I mean, they adore him. Every time these kids get together, it's a love and hug and kiss and squeeze and play fest. There are never any arguments or melt downs -- at least not related to hanging out with each other. It's just complete adoration...this beautiful cousin love.

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Ella and Kate don't understand this disease. But they understand that Greyson has been in the hospital more than anyone else they know, and has experienced more 'ouchies' in his five years than most grown ups do in a lifetime. They know that he may not always run quite as fast as his brother Lachlan, and that he doesn't right now use as many words as they do. But they also understand that their cousin is brave. And kind. And, above all, that he is pure love. Every day. All the time.

They know Greyson is special. But we're excited for them to be part of this event that is a very tactile, real-life, visible way to physically show him how much they love him, and to see so many other people there, supporting and loving and cheering him on, too.

This walk-a-thon is extra special because Greyson's incredible momma, Brittany, is chairing it. And for that reason, we not only want to be physically be there to show our support, but we want to do our part to make sure this particular walk a thon raises more funds than any one before it! We also want to help make this event extra special, because there's so much to celebrate. Greyson has been seizure-free for more than a year! He is not only walking, but able to jump on a trampoline...he's a whiz on the iPad, and uses it every day to learn new concepts and words. And although this little boy has always been fluent in the language of love, he's building his actual vocabulary bit by bit, every day, too.

So that's where you come in. If you're reading this, I invite you to check out Brittany's blog, where she talks about Greyson and Tuberous Sclerosis and its impact on their family.

And I ask you to please be part of this little Love Flash Mob for Team Greyson, by making a donation -- in any amount at all -- to this year's Step Forward For a Cure walk-a-thon.

Yes, one goal of this Love Flash Mob is to help raise funds to cure this disease that takes so much away from so many. But another, equally important goal, is to show Ryan and Brittany and Greyson (and his little brother Lachlan) that people near and far, people whom they've never met, some of whom live hundreds of miles away, are inspired by them. Support them. Believe in them.

And love them. Just like Ella and Kate do.

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Thanks friends. Let's do this!

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

40 Life Lessons I've Learned from Your First 40 Years

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Back on our 6th anniversary, I shared a list of reasons I love Chris Schumacher. He’s pretty awesome, so that list grows every year. To celebrate his 40th birthday, here are 40 life lessons I’ve learned from his first 40 years. Happy birthday, my love.

40. Whether it’s a man who’s literally on fire or a child who needs a meal, be the person who rushes to the aid of others, instead of the person who looks away. You’ll be amazed at how actions like that will magnify your own joy and love of life.

39. Judge Judy is awesome. She’s Chris’s favorite. He makes our girls watch Judge Judy so ‘they can learn what kind of boys to never date.’ She’ll teach you never to date a boy who asks you to pay for his cell phone, or to give him a loan, or to bail him out of jail; and to never pay for anything in cash and to always get receipts.

38. Follow through with the promises you make to yourself and to others. Chris always does what he says he’s going to do. He promised me on our wedding day that I’d never had to take the trash out. And 7 years later, by God, I never have. This man has never broken a promise to me, and I can’t recall a time he’s ever broke a promise he’s made to himself or someone else, either.

37. Ditch the drama. Drama is good for acting and great story telling. But as a regular fixture in a person’s life, it’s just draining. This single lesson alone has improved the quality of my life so significantly.

36. Do less talking. More listening. (OK, I still struggle with this one. But Chris is a master.) It’s one of many qualities that makes Chris a great friend and successful at work, too.

35. Assume positive intent and seek to see the good in others. Don’t make assumptions about the bad intentions of others. Like drama, it’s draining, it’s unproductive and it sucks the joy out of life. Plus, you know what happens when we ‘ass/u/me.’

34. Forgive easily and often. It’s the best way to unburden your heart, soul and mind so you can focus all three on happier, more inspiring things. I’ve known Chris for more than a decade and can’t think of a single grudge he’s held on to. It’s one of the reasons he’s one of the happiest, most content people I know.

33. Surround yourself by people who inspire you. If that means you need to make new friends, invite new people to join your team, get a new job or move to a new neighborhood, do it. You are all too often a reflection of those who surround you.

32. Think and act big. If your wife suggests making a $100 donation to an incredible orphanage in India, suggest instead that you sponsor a child at that orphanage for the entire year. Thinking and acting big…that’s how people make a real difference in the world. It’s also how they inspire others to do the same.

31. Be intentional. Whether you’re pursuing the girl you think may be the love of your life, or a new career, or a dream of serving others, do it passionately and with intention. It’s the only way to accomplish anything meaningful.

30. Laugh often, and make others laugh too. Chris makes me laugh every day, usually at myself. It’s one of the reason’s he’s so fun to be married to.

29. Be a good friend. Fly to Chicago for one of your best friend’s 40th birthdays. Make that trip to Memphis for the surprise birthday party for your younger brother. Be the guy other guys can talk to about that problem at home or work, because they know you’ll give them advice, if they ask for it, that encourages them to be their best possible self.

28. Be the change you want to see in the world, even when it’s socially hard. If that means being the only guy in the room to stand up and say ‘that’s not funny’ when another guy is telling a joke that demeans women, or prostitutes, or any other group, then do it. You can’t make a real difference in life if you’re not willing to take risks to do the right thing.

27. Do random, nice things for other people – especially for people who can do nothing directly ‘for’ you in return. Like stopping on the freeway to help a woman whose car broke down, then driving her to get it fixed, then giving her the money for the repairs…because your heart hurt to know she’d have to use two weeks of her McDonald’s paycheck just to be able to drive to work.

26. Be careful with money, but remember you can’t take it with you when you go. That means making sure you’re planning for retirement and education and weddings and other future stuff…while also using money to live a meaningful life and bring joy to others, today.

25. Put your heart out there. The reason I fell in love with Chris more than a decade ago is that he had the courage to say and write words that expressed his heart, without fear. That’s a brave and vulnerable quality all at the same time and it’s one of the reasons he’ll lead a life with few if any regrets.

24. Share your passions with others. There’s a lot to be said about humility. About quietly doing awesome things, every day. But there’s also a lot to be said for sharing your passions with others. Whether your passion is about growing your business or helping abused kids, you can inspire others by sharing your passions with others.

23. When you’re wrong, say you’re wrong, say you’re sorry, then move on. Everybody’s wrong sometimes. There’s power in admitting that, and in admitting when it happens to you. But there’s little point in beating yourself about mistakes or failures. Learn from it, make it right if you can, and move on.

22. There’s a difference between persistent tenacity and stubbornness. Pursue dreams with the former. But in arguments, debates, important relationships and in the face of change, forget the latter. Like drama, stubbornness will suck the joy right out of your life.

21. Keep old friends and make new ones. I love that Chris is still close with the first friends he ever made in Westerville, Ohio, in elementary school. I don’t get their inside jokes, but I love that they have them. Just like I love that the fact that Chris makes new friends EVERYWHERE he goes. Our Christmas card list is never-ending, because this man is a collector of friends and people. He has an open heart and an open mind and makes new friends that give him new perspectives on the world, at every phase of his life.

20. Be loyal. Always. I’ve never heard Chris say a bad word about a friend, a colleague or a person he cares about.

19. Don’t gossip. See #20. I’ve never heard Chris say anything about anyone, ever, that he wouldn’t be willing to say to that person’s face.

18. If you really love hot dogs, eat hot dogs. You only live once. But remember to work out with trainer extraordinaire, Ashley Quint afterward, so you can still be in better shape at 40 than you were at 16.

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17. Be generous. You know that warm feeling you get when you put a dollar in the Salvation Army red kettle at Christmastime? Magnify that by about a million. That’s what you get in return when you use your money to serve others in bold ways.

16. Thank your parents. Tell them in person, and in written word, and in deed, how you feel about them. Make sure they know how much they mean to you and how much you appreciate them. You can even buy your mama an iPad or make your dad a scrapbook when they retire. Yes, you can make a scrapbook even if you’re a dude.

15. Poor fashion choices are a really bad reason to overlook a potential date. That’s right. When I met Chris, he had one pair of black dress pants from Meier (the grocery store), and once took me on a date wearing a khaki linen shirt with no collar and puffy pirate sleeves. Now he gets all his clothes from Nordstrom, has more button down dress shirts than anyone I know and even has a few pairs of ‘euro’ shoes and ‘euro’ pants. Personality traits usually don’t change. Fashion sense apparently can. And even if it doesn’t, it’s a really silly reason to miss out on a totally awesome person.

14. Be thoughtful. That girl you just met on Match.com yesterday, who you really liked? Send her a gift for her birthday, which is tomorrow, even though you’ve only met one time. That friend’s little boy who’s getting tests and procedures in the hospital? Send him that Lord of the Rings lego set to brighten is day. These little acts of thoughtfulness may win you the love of your life, or strengthen a friendship, or just make a little boy smile. The payoff is always worth it.

13. When you’re invited somewhere, go. You’re tired from working and it’s raining and you really just want to lay on the couch and watch TV? Chris gets it. But he always appreciates when people have the thoughtfulness or courtesy to invite him somewhere. And unless he absolutely cannot go, he always accepts. And he always shows up. And in doing so, he shows those around him respect. And that he cares.

12. Don’t let other people rain on your parade. Your opinionated wife thinks it’s a terrible idea to build a pergola inside your new office; and thinks it’s an even worse idea to install a grass carpet underneath it? If you’re super psyched about it, who cares? Do it anyway. Two outcomes are possible. Either she’ll be wrong and have to admit it (see #23) or she’ll be right, in which case you’ll be the one who has to live with it anyway.

11. Allow yourself to be inspired by others. Whether it’s a great idea from a business ‘competitor,’ or a story you hear on TV about an organization that’s making a difference in the lives of children, allow yourself to be inspired. And then act on that inspiration. And then give them credit for inspiring you. That’s how awesome things happen.

10. Value and honor the past but live in the present while planning for the future. This man literally has a watch that doesn’t have numbers on it. It just has ticking hands and the words “past, present, future.” He treasures fond memories of the past. Lets go of bad ones. He enjoys the present, always. But he’s so responsible, so committed to securing a future for his family, that part of his mind is always planning for a positive one.

9. Stop worrying. Chris is a pragmatic guy and sees zero point in worrying. He lives the example that “worrying doesn’t empty today of its troubles, it empties tomorrow of its strengths.” When Ella was very, very sick, getting tests in the Oncology ward at Children’s Hospital, Chris was strong and steady. He was caring, he was concerned. But he ‘worried’ as little as possible and encouraged me to do the same. Because we couldn’t be the parents Ella needed if we were consumed with worry. And worrying would’ve accomplished nothing.

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8. Believe in others, and help others succeed. Whether that means starting a scholarship for future social workers who want to make the world a better place or helping a friend or client find a new job, do it. Emerson really knew what he was talking about when he said that “to know even one life breathed easier because you have lived, that is to have succeeded.”

7. Jealousy is pointless. So stop coveting whatever your friend or neighbor has. If you’re jealous of something someone else has, chances are you’re not as grateful as you should be for what you already have. And if you want something someone else has got, then see #31 and #11. Instead of being jealous, allow yourself to be inspired by what others have. Then be intentional. Create a plan and commit to achieving something that inspires you. I’ve never known Chris to be jealous of anyone, although I’ve seen him be inspired to do, create and achieve great things by the examples of others. Perspective is everything.

6. Remember that being without some of the things you ‘want’ is an essential part of being happy. Maybe that means driving the used car you bought 6+ years ago, and committing it to driving it til it reaches 200,000 miles, because even though you can ‘afford’ a new car, you know you don’t ‘need’ a new car. And because you like the idea of making yourself reach some financial or work or other goal before you ‘earn’ the right to by yourself that new car.

5. Don’t complain. I honestly cannot think of anything Chris Schumacher has complained about in the past 10 years. He may suggest ways something can be improved. But the man does not bitch. Maybe because he’s grateful by nature. Maybe it’s because he’s pragmatic and doesn’t see the point. Whatever the reason, it’s one of many qualities that make him a great guy to be around. He’ll never bring you down.

4. Listen to that still, soft voice inside you. It’s called your conscience, which I believe is God speaking to you. When it tells you to care about something, listen. Even if that means dedicating some Saturday nights to driving in a van in the wee hours of the morning a shady area of town with some social workers…with just the hope of bringing help and hope to women who are forced to make a living on the streets. Even if that means committing to the discipline of giving a greater amount of money away…every single year…to help those children in need … the ones God put on your heart. Whatever it means, do it. That still, soft voice is what makes you human, and it’s what keeps you real.

3. True wealth and true success have nothing to do with money, social standing or titles. They have everything to do with how you treat others (especially children; and people who can do little ‘for’ you), the life choices you make, the experiences you create, and the way you respond to life’s challenges. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world because by those measures, I know few people who are as ‘wealthy and successful’ as Chris.

2. Dads…can be…awesome. I didn’t grow up in the same house as my dad, and he hasn’t talked to me in about a decade. I’m not sure I ever really had an appreciation for the incredible impact a father’s love can have on a child, until I saw Chris with our girls. He’s everything a dad should be. He’s loving and caring. He’s involved. He never misses a special event. He never yells but he’s firm when he needs to be. He provides for their every need. He leads by example. He’s always their champion. He’s everything I never knew a dad could be.

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1. Choose the right life partner. In college, I saw a poster that listed the top 10 “Secrets of Success.” #1 was “Marry the right person. This one choice is the single most important factor in determining your happiness or misery.” I couldn’t agree more. Every aspect of my life has improved exponentially since I met Chris Schumacher more than a decade ago. He’s made me a better person in every way. And his kindness, generosity, intelligence, determination, drive, passion and love have built a life I could never have even imagined before I met him. Happy 40th Birthday, Chris Schumacher. I can’t wait to spend the next 40 by your side.

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Friday, July 5, 2013

Stopping Time

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My funny, silly, sweet baby girls:

You were sitting at the kitchen counter today eating breakfast. In princess dresses, wearing plastic princess shoes and tiaras. Talking 'princess talk,' which for some reason includes you raising your eyebrows and pursing your lips and talking with something akin to an English accent.

You were placing your breakfast orders with Grandma. One waffle with nothing butter and a side of strawberries for Ella. An Oswald pancake (that's a pancake in the shape of Oswald the octopus from one of your favorite cartoons) for Kate. With a side of blueberries.

As I looked over at you two...just a 'normal' morning at the Schumacher house...it happened. One of those moments where I lose my breath for just a moment. Struck by how lucky I am to be your mommy. Struck by how just yesterday you were two little tiny peanuts who used jibber jabber instead of using big words and speaking with an English accent. And while I know it's probably not possible to really 'savor every single moment' of my time with you...in moments like that one, I find myself taking a mental picture and hoping that I never forget the simple beauty of the thousands of moments like it that I get to spend with you.

Later in the day, Grandma took you to the movies and I stayed home and cleaned this ridiculously messy house, which looks like a bunch of crazy people ran through it and put absolutely everything in a different place than where it belongs. (Yes, those crazy people would be YOU, my baby girls.)

I went through your drawers and made piles of the clothes you're so quickly outgrowing. I went through the piles of artwork and school projects I'd saved throughout the year, paining over which ones to throw out (I have to keep reminding myself that I really can't possibly keep them all); saving most in plastic tubs that I try to wedge underneath Ella's bed.

I washed your clothes, and Grandma scooped up all your little dresses...because your Grandma LOVES nothing more than to iron little girls' dresses.

All the while, the two of you played dolls and princesses...Kate crawling into Baby Case's crib to put her Bitty Baby to sleep. Ella creating her own imaginary world of who-knows-what in the playroom.

A few hours later and sleepy Kate merged into very, very crabby Kate. Sassing Grandma and sassing me until I lost my temper and spanked her on the bottom twice, before wrestling her down for a nap.

Kate, you've long since fallen asleep (Grandma snuck in your room and sang you to sleep while I was downstairs.) And although you were being really crabby and really mean, my heart still hurts because I lost my temper. And I am sitting here hoping you wake up soon so I can cuddle you on my lap.

My darling baby girls, every day with you is as ordinary and extraordinary as this one.  Honestly, there's not a single day -- not one single day, ever -- when I don't think about how fast your growing. Not a single day when I don't feel the desire to stop time so I can just linger here with you and your 4-and-5-year-old selves for....well, if not forever, than for a really long time.

This reality that we get to live in together may be filled with days when I have to spend more time than I'd like cleaning the house, or days when I occassionally lose my patience and swat one of your little bums before wrestling you to bed. But for the most part, this life I get to live with you...it's heaven. I don't remember ever being so happy or so content. And it's hard for me to ever imagine a time that I could feel more grateful or fulfilled.

I want to write letters like this to you so many times in a given day. And I write so many to you, and to God, in my mind...in the car, while I'm cleaning, while I'm washing your tiny little clothes or making you peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

I hope some day you read entries like this and know that for every time I took a break from it all to capture my love for you in writing, I've felt that love in my heart a million, trillion times.

I love you my baby girls. I love you.

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Friday, March 8, 2013

A Poodle is a Girl's Best Friend: Part 2 (Ella's 5th Birthday Party)

There is quite simply no party theme that is more perfect for my Ella Bella than a Poodle party. (See part 1 of this post if you're wondering why!)
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This little girl has loved her favorite stuffed animal, "Poodle" since before she could walk. Since the days when Poodle was bigger than Ella. So I loved every second of planning her Poodle themed party.

We held the party at my husband Chris's new office. It's a big, open space...lots of room for little people to run and play! With 25 little poodles coming to the party, we needed a LOT of seating. Thankfully, my best friend Heidi's talented husband, Jamey, has been making long tables like this one, out of plywood, for their daughters' birthdays, for years. I borrowed this one from them, and just covered it with super inexpensive tablecloths from the party store.
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(I don't have any good photos of it, but behind the table is a Doggie Obstacle Course that my husband Chris put together in about 2 minutes. It was his one responsibility for the party. And of COURSE Ella later said it was her favorite part of the party! It was a big hit with the kids, too.)

I swear this '5' and this poodle were SO easy to make. All I used was glue, cardboard and coffee filters. I loved these so much I couldn't bear to throw them away, so they're now hanging in Ella's bedroom.
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It's hard to see...but this banner contains photos of Ella and Poodle, birth to age 5!
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Cupcake toppers with poodles + dog houses (from Foolish Worker Bee, who customized these to Ella's party colors). And some Poodle Fluff Cupcakes with cotton candy on top, too.
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 Lots of dog-themed food. Puppy chow. Kibble (cocoa puffs). Pupcorn. Bone-nut butter and jelly sandwiches.
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(The kids LOVED these little popcorn holders, which I got from Michael's for $8 for 50!)
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And the sweetest Poodle cake ever from Kelly's Cakery. (SO, so delicious, too!)
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Poodle beautification station. The kiddos could get a dog nose and whiskers, pick up some paper poodle ears, get their nails painted and groom some stuffed dogs in Poodle's dog house while they were at it. (Note to self: If you leave nail polish on a table with a bunch of stuffed animals, children will assume it's OK to paint the DOG'S nails, not just their own!)
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Poodle craft station. The kiddows could make a poodle (I got the 'naked' dog shapes from Jo Ann's for relatively cheap; then cut out pink poodle ears, tails, collars, etc., and bought googly eyes for the kids to stick on. The kids could also make their very own dog collar with their name on it.) This was a LOT of cutting and probably the only part of the party that I probably wouldn't do again / recommend...when 25 guests are involved!)
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Adopt-a-Poodle station. Each guest could pick their very own pink poodle (from Oriental Trading, super cheap), sign an adoption certificate (found for free at ChicaBug!) promising to love and care for their poodle forever, and take it home in its very own pet carrier. (I bought these chinese takeout containers for my wedding 8 years ago and am STILL using them for parties! I just customize them for each party theme.)
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When it was finally time to cut the cake and eat the Poodle Fluff Cupcakes, Ella was so excited to eat directly out of a heart-shaped dog bowl!
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My favorite part of the party. My friend Sarah brought her greyhound, Sweetie, whom she adopted from a local greyhound rescue. She spoke to the kids about the importance of being kind to animals and about how she takes care of Sweetie. And the kids were all able to pet Sweetie before they left. Sweetie was an honorary Poodle for her special appearance. :-)
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This Fall, one of Ella's friends invited his birthday party gifts to bring dog food to donate to a local shelter, in lieu of gifts. As soon as I read that invitation, Ella exclaimed that she wanted to do the same thing at her party. Chris and I have been wanting to do this since her first birthday; but there's something very special and fitting that it was Ella's idea to implement the whole 'in lieu of gifts' idea this year. Her generous gifts donated more than 30 bags of dog food...and the next day, we took it down to Pets without Parents, a no-kill, all-breed shelter for dogs and cats...together, as a family.
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The people at Pets without Parents were wonderful, and let Ella and Kate play with puppies and other animals while we were there. As we left she said "Wow, I bet those doggies are going to get to eat a lot of food for a lot of days with all those bags!" And I realized how happy and proud she was in that moment. I love how good it made her feel to 'do good' for those animals. (Please note the Poodle photo bomb in the above image...Poodle in an outfit matching Ella's!)

...and before we knew it...it was over! All of these little poodles took one final photo, grabbed their newly adopted poodles and went home. All I wanted to do was curl up on the floor and go to sleep!
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5 Years and Counting: A Poodle is a Girl's Best Friend (Part 1)

Our sweet Ella. She turned 5 on February 14th. Thinking back to a time when she wasn't with me is kind of like remembering some sort of fuzzy former existence. But it's also hard to accept that she's already been here for five whole years.

Sometimes it seems like just yesterday that I was sitting in her pink chenille rocking chair in her fully completed nursery, hands on my gigantic belly, rocking, dreamily imagining what it would be like to meet her for the first time. It feels like a blinked a few times. And she's five.

I can get all sad and melancholy about it...about the speed with which these sacharine sweet, dear years are passing by. But when that happens I usually just to just shake it off. I remind myself how extraordinarily blessed I am to have the blessing of being Ella and Kate's mom. How fortunate I am to have the gift of seeing them grow -- physically, emotionally, mentally -- year after year. I just kind of want to rewind and get to live it all again. But I then remind myself of the saying "gratitude is when what you have is enough..." and I realize that being grateful means living in the present instead of wishing you could get to do the past again, a second time. (I think I'm kind of gluttonous that way.)

So maybe that's why I love my girls' birthday celebrations so much. It's my way of welcoming another beautiful year in their beautiful little lives. And maybe it's also my way of focusing on the 'happy' part of birthdays so I can prevent myself from thinking about the bittersweet feeling that every Feb. 14 brings, as my little Ella Bella grows another year older.

"Mommy, do I have to go away to college?" she will sometimes ask. "Can I bring Poodle?" "Well, you don't HAVE to go away to college. You can live with me and Daddy as long as you like," I always answer. Knowing that in far too few years, it will no longer be a question if she 'has' to go away, but when and where she 'gets' to go. "And of COURSE you can bring Poodle. He'd miss you if you didn't bring him a long."

This little girl LOVES her Poodle. Poodle has been with Ella since before she was born. He was a gift from my cousin Kayley and Aunt Maria. (This is my grown-up Ella with cousin Kayley. And Poodle.)
 
The moment I saw Poodle, all dressed in a pink and turquoise plaid dress (to match Ella's nursery), I remember quietly hoping that she'd be 'the one' Ella chose as her favorite. Like the Velveteen Rabbit. (This is my little peanut Ella. In her very first photo with the brand new, crisp, white-white, fluffy poodle.)
It's sweet and funny and pretty amazing to me that Ella did, indeed, choose Poodle as her favorite. Let me tell you, if ever a stuffed animal has been loved enough to make it real...it's this particular poodle.
Poodle sleeps with Ella every night. Without exception. Poodle has been to Disney World and Hilton Head and to the Bahamas. He's taken countless trips to Grandma's house. Spent the night at Nana's.
Although Ella uses the pronouns "he" and "him" to refer to Poodle, she dresses 'him' mostly in girlie clothes. He has a Cinderella dress, a ballet dress, a cupcake 'party' dress that matches one of Ella's. He has a leopard nightgown, several pairs of mary jane shoes (and some glass slippers.) A hot dog halloween costume and a green pilot's hat and red scarf like the one Snoopy wears when impersonating the Red Baron. He's eaten many a breakfast and lunch and dinner right next to Ella. If not under her arm, then in his very own high chair.
Every morning when Ella wanders into my room, or the bathroom, or into the kitchen when she wakes...Poodle is always, always under one of her arms as she rubs her eyes with her other hand. Poodle is sometimes a pillow. Sometimes a prop. Always Ella's best friend. Poodle has been pushed on many a swing. He's been a passenger in the driver's seat of the Barbie Jeep at Grandma and Papa's house. He's been an employee at Ella and Kate's lemonade stand. He's served as a tissue for both tears and, while I wish it weren't so, for snot too.
 
Poodle even has a cousin, aptly called "Poodle's cousin." Poodle's cousin arrived here several years ago, thanks to eBay. Ella had lost Poodle when she was 2. We couldn't find him anywhere and she was despondent. She was just heartbroken with despair. She'd lay in her big girl bed with tears quietly rolling down her cheeks, unable to sleep without her best friend. I called Build a Bear's local stores. I called their national headquarters. They didn't make white poodles anymore. I found one on eBay, paid close to $100 for it to be overnighted to us, in the hopes Ella would believe that I had found 'her' Poodle. She took one look at the crisp white, cuddly soft, perfect poodle and said, "That's not my Poodle." I can't believe I ever thought I could trick her into thinking otherwise.

A couple days later, Ella's nanny, "Rah Rah," who is an extraordinary finder, found the real Poodle. He was mysteriously wedged in between the wall and the headboard of a bed that was in the playroom. It's hard to explain how relieved we were that Ella was reunited with her Poodle. How comforting it was to come home from work that day and see Ella walking around with Poodle under her arm, once again. (The real Poodle and Poodle's cousin.)
So maybe it was nostalgia...wanting to hold on to Ella's Poodle-loving days....wanting to make them last at least a decade more :-), that made me want to have a Poodle themed birthday party to mark her turning the give '5 years old.' More to come about the Poodle Party in my next post!