We were at Luke's game. And Luke's team won by A LOT. I mean, its 3 year olds so who cares. But it was obvious. Between one girl and Luke, they scored every minute or so. At the end of the game, Jax declared to Luke, "LUKE! You're team won 24-4. Astrid scored 14 goals, you scored 7, Sam scored 2 and Henry scored 1."
I want to remember Jaxson's mind.
I had Ty and Luke unload the groceries from Costco. I was in the restroom. After about 4 minutes I hear, "OH NO!" then Ty kncoking on the door saying, "I'm really sorry mom. The peanut butter broke." Sure enough Ty couldn't just unload the groceries, he had to build something while doing it.
I want to remember that Ty is always thinking about what he can create.
I want to remember the first time we sat and ate pizza and hot dogs AT Costco. The first real sign that maybe just maybe things are going back to normal.
We were at Jaxson's physical therapy appointment. All 5 of us, in a little corner. They had some shoulder and knee replicas. Inside the shoulder was a humorous piece. Luke pulled it out and thought it looked like a Microphone. So with that he serenaded the entire PT room with ABCs, Twinkle little star, Ba-Ba Black sheep, the Dino song and many more.
I want to remember Luke and his singing with every step.
Landon was in a case one night. A kid swallowed a battery and they had to rush to get it out of their little body. Thankfully, after they pulled it out, they realized it was two coins stuck together. The little one was okay and Landon was able to safely pass them off to their parents.
I want to remember the sacrifice Landon makes while all of us are sleeping.
At the beginning of the Summer Jaxson set a goal to real 90 minutes a day. after 17 days, one day got away from him and it was 8:00pm. He kept saying, "Mom! I have to read 90 minutes." I took it personally, "Well you should have thought before you did XYW." But then I realized, as he sat on the couch that what he was trying to say was, "I'm so tired but I have to read these 90 minutes." And he did. He went to bed exhausted at 9:47pm.
I want to remember Jaxson's natural drive. And I want to remember to go easy on him, because he doesn't do that to himself.
One morning I woke up, Brigham had a rough night so the boys were already out of bed playing. As I walked out of the hall I heard Ty and Luke talking.
"Lukie, whats your favorite dinosaur."
"A T-Rex"
"Wow! Okay your turn Lukie"
"Ty whats your favorite movie?"
And on and on they went, I just sat there in the hall listening as Ty brothered his brother.
I want to remember the natural way Ty includes his brothers.
I want to remember how often Luke wants to give hugs. He'd literally hug you for an hour if you stayed there long enough
The night before Washington DC, Landon was at the hospital all night, I was overwhelmed, the house was a mess and we hadn't started packing. I laid on the couch, it was 6:27pm. The boys were watching TV downstairs and I was prepping for a long sleepless night of work. But then I heard little footsteps and saw ty peer through the banister, "Mom? Aren't we suppose to be getting ready. I can help." And he did. Then they all jumped in. I turned the lights off and set the alarm and went to bed at 10:30pm
I wand to remember how helpful Ty is and praise him for that.
Every morning I am greeted with a personal sports new caster. The very first thing Jaxson does in the morning is wake up, go to my computer and read ESPN. He then spends the next 15 minutes(or more if I have the willpower to stay engaged) telling me all the updates.
I want to remember Jaxson's love for all sports
Landon came home one night and showed me a picture of a little tiny 33 week premie who he did anesthesia on. The baby wasn't doing great and he was obviously effected.
I want to remember, always, how important and pressured filled work Landon is doing. It must be so exhausting. He is a real hero.
And I hope I ALWAYS remember the sweet SOUL that Brigham is. Cause there is nothing sweeter than Briggy. He is all of our favorite.