Monday, July 28, 2014

Around Here

We are reveling in the last weeks of the summer season. Filling our days with skate parks and beach bonfires, picnics, parks, pools and the company of so many friends we tend to miss out on the rest of the year, once routine kicks in and our schedules start to cling to calendars and deadlines.

The blog here has been fairly quiet. Partly because, like I mentioned before, The Ma Books is young and in need of more attention to see to it that it grows respectively into the initial vision I had of it from the start, which takes time. Time and effort. Both of which I have very little to lend to anything outside of the basic needs of the house and these kids, but, I do miss it here. I worry about not documenting certain things. Not enough anyway. But I also know that constant "documenting" can start to feel overwhelming too.

Mostly though I'm enjoying the slower days, early mornings when they all rush down the stairs for breakfast with dad and it's just me and the baby, in my arms, for a solid hour or two. He wakes happily and falls asleep the same way. He doesn't fuss, ever, and is incredibly strong in that little body of his, determined to hold his head high, reach for the rattle, show us his voice. All the while proving a  patient, sweet soul with those big, heavy eyebrows expressing a rare sense of doubt here and there when something new peaks his interest. He reminds me a lot of the kind of baby Arlo was. Easy, bright, with a joyful demeanor, only possibly a little wiser. Not so much out to impress. If that can even be said of a baby not yet three months old. The way certain babies seem as if they were here before. An old soul as they say. As much as that poor title's been worn out. . .

The older boys, as usual, are wearing themselves into delirium, daily. Pushing themselves, their energy, their bodies, skills, and brains to the limit with each new waking day. Taking full advantage of the absence of naps and expectations, letting time simply float around them, the way a child's summer should probably be. Hours seeking spontaneous endeavors. Be it hounding the neighbor for another ice cream cone, or piling the planks of wood tossed in the trash, to aid in the construction of a new (usually disspointing) skateboarding trick. Each of them touting slight sunburns, sweaty faced and filthy footed. Dreading the days they know to be inching towards an impeding school date. All the regular ways of the clock back in full swing. Rules, routine and readiness and those God awful early bedtimes.

For now though, we delight in the moment.
Day by day, endlessly thankful for all that is good, slow, and right in our life.

Stuck ON


For those of you who haven't seen this yet. Watch.
This little girl is incredible. I was not familiar with the singer, Sia prior to this video, and didn't give the song much thought hearing it on the radio, but the visual here, it's got me hooked.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Notes on Camping

Recently I had quite a few people requesting that I offer up some kind of post about camping with young children. Typically, I tend to shy away from that kind of thing on here only because I always feel silly taking the voice of authority on just about anything. It's just not my thing. However I figured it wouldn't hurt to share some of the tips and mindset we keep to ensure that camping as a large family is always more fun than stress.

Here, a handful of tips we lean on.

Excepting Disorganization : The first few camp trips of the season we are typically stressed out because of everything we either forgot or didn't prepare for. Naturally, as the camp weekends become more regular, we get better at what we include in our packing. But still, with this many people it's hard to have everything covered. I try to keep sane by running over the bare essentials, making a pile for each of the boys including things like their shoes, shorts, a few tee shirts, a sweatshirt, a pillow, blankets, and then all the regular stuff I know we all need like flashlights, radio, cooking tools, sunscreen, showering / first aid kit, ect. Once I have that all that packed I try and add things as I go but figure as long as we have the basics covered, anything that's left out is not going to make or break our trip. Also, Embracing the fact that we will never be 100 percent "prepared" makes it that much easier on me for sure. Some people can manage the art of preparedness, and I applaud those that can. But it's not us. Will most likely never be us. And I have come to accept that that's OK too.

Camp Close : Right now we tend to stick to what is familiar. Campsites that are not too far from home and where we know exactly what to expect as far as set up and amenities go. When the boys are all a littler older I assume we will be more up for adventure, hopefully branching out and camping in new and further locations, but for now they are satisfied by the simple facts of being away from home, in the dirt, "roughing" it for a weekend.

Make it A Two Day Affair : Because the baby is new, and the boys still need constant attention while camping, right now two nights feels perfect. When we camp close we will sometimes even just drive down for the night and head home late the following day. Occasionally Mike and Arlo will spend one additional night alone after we've gone back. To hit up the local skate parks or snag some more surf time but for me, I am usually ready for a hot shower and our regular routine after two nights.

Accept That it is Not Going to be "Easy:" A number of people were quite shocked that we were out camping as family when Hayes was just over two weeks old. "Isn't it HARD to camp with a newborn?! It is. In fact, it's very hard. To camp with a newborn, while looking after an ever curious four year old who likes to wander off every chance he gets, in addition to a notoriously neurotic five year old who can find fault with anything from sand in his shoe to the wrong kind of cereal, on top of an eight year old with a non stop need for new adventures making my head spin for a better part of the day. But like I always say, you don't have four children and expect anything in your day to day life to be "easy." Camping as a family of six isn't easy. But that doesn't take away from the overall enjoyment in it because I know it's one of the rare things we can still do as a family that doesn't cost a fortune and keeps them entertained better than anything else we've tried. And, it's nice to be outdoors away from television, ipads, and routine.

No Frills Food: Eventually, I hope to become a better onsite cook and get a little more creative with our meals. But for now we tend to stock up on simple snacks like nuts, cheese, sandwiches, fresh fruit, cereal for breakfast and bbq'd hot dogs wrapped in tortillas and grilled corn on the cob for dinner.

Forget the Toys & Gadgets : I use to be a wreck trying to include all their favorite outdoor toys, coloring books, tools, water guns, and gadgets until I finally realized - just recently - that they actually don't need any of them. That when they don't have those things, they make better use of their surroundings. The dig in the sand, or the dirt and find sticks and rocks in the brush. They sit around a camp fire, climb tress, and run wild with friends on the beach or around neighboring sites. Letting go of the idea of packing all the right toys has been a big deal for me. It means one less thing I have to consider and one less thing they come to expect. Seems these days many of us can get caught up in all the ideas behind what we believe to be our kid's "must have" when really, food shelter and warm clothes is where it all ends on these kinds of weekends. Mind are happy with so much less while camping. And that in itself is a welcoming relief.

RV Campers > Tents : Make a world of difference. Mike and I have never been tent campers. Since our early years as a couple, prior to all these kids, we had an RV we drove everywhere - even to Mexico one summer, and back. Having it now, with a family this size, is a major luxury. It allows us ample space to make food, take naps, recover from the sun and so on. The one we currently use Mike bought for 500 dollars a few years ago, gutting and restoring the bulk of it in a half assed, super cheap restoration that saw bamboo coverings and discarded hardwood floors where we knew it would make for a cozy, but practical place to hang out. One that we are never too concerned about anything getting ruined or broken and therefore an especially easy place to relax. Very recently we also added this new vintage stand alone tent that connects to our VW bus to camp in when we don't want to lug that big RV to certain sites. The tent itself reminds me of an old termite tarp, but we love it because it's tall enough for us to walk around in it and the boys seem to enjoy the variety - sleeping on old military cots we picked up for 10 and 15 dollars at a local flea last month. Both set ups make for a great space to easily enforce naps when they (or I) really need them. The fact of which, above all else, has been our real saving grace for years.

Anyway, there you have it. I ask that you please forgive any current grammatical errors in these new posts. I might find the time to draft a post these days, but can't usually not an hour more to properly edit.

Also, I am sure I left a few things out. Feel free to include anything you might want to share in regards to you and your family's own camp habits.


Saturday, July 19, 2014

First Bath in the Big Tub

Baby got to share his first bath with the big boys yesterday. Only for a bit but he seemed to enjoy every minute of it. Rex got a kick out of it too. As Hayes is already noticeably impressed by just about everything he does. Smiling, wide eyed and alert whenever he's near. In spite of being rolled over on occasion during a few his brother's typically misjudged summersault attempts.

In other exciting news, this sweet one rolled over for the first time this morning, and is already sleeping soundly through the night. And a solid eight hours at that!

Pretty much a dream, this new boy of ours.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Adventure Playground

I had heard about Adventure playground awhile back, from a friend of mine but it had slipped my mind until I saw something posted about it on Facebook last week. 

We decided last minute yesterday to pack up and see what this place was all about. The info I gleaned online - mainly a 3 dollar entrance fee, was enough motivation to get us moving bright and early, as was suggested online to make it there in time for the 10:00 opening and avoid the rush that starts to build a little after noon.  

What we found was a kind of dirt lot, a makeshift backyard vibe - stripped of all the typical theme park essentials you come to expect at these kinds of kiddie summer destinations. The playground leaning instead, on the bare basics behind fort building and good old fashioned muddy adventures. There are also three tree houses scattered along the lot where kids are encouraged to add their own structural features using the wood planks, nails and tools they are given. Tools being: either a saw or hammer. Both of which you are asked to oversea use of unless your child is eight. In which they are free to move about and build on their own accord. 

My boys were all utterly delighted by the hammer. At the end of the day, it was the hammering that kept them most entertained. The mud slide on the other hand as cool as it looked was met with gross disappointment by each of them. I think they ended up a heck of a lot muddier than anticipated and being stuck in wet shoes and clothing for the remainder of the day put a short damper on their mood. Also made me sorely regret leaving the towels and change of clothes in the truck, in addition to choosing such a gloomy day to test the place out. 

All and all, it really is a great place for locals to burn some energy and let the kids get filthy for the sake of getting filthy. Bonuses being: the dirt cheap entrance fee, imaginatively based entertainment, a small snack bar, cool tree houses, an open shower, and a gorgeous park and library just on the outskirts of the property you can drop by on the way out if your energy is still withstanding.

Downsides being: not nearly enough benches for us parents to collapse on, the staff constantly screaming at kids to "slow down" or "WALK!" through big plastic mega phones, Porta potty bathroom facilities, and lines that form once the rush hits, for the hammer / saw tool check outs.

My advice being: go check it out!
But be sure and pack towels, use the bathroom beforehand and bring something to sit on, a lunch for a park picnic afterward, and a change of clothes so your sopping wet children don't vocally begrudge you  the rest of the afternoon.

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Saturday, July 12, 2014

Month Two

Eight weeks now and already hard to remember when you were not ours yet to hold, and kiss, and rock, and smile down at every morning. Your new and handsome face at certain angles showing shadows of your brothers newborn reflections, but still mostly all your own. A face I saw, almost exactly in a vision mid way through my pregnancy. An image of you at the beach, what seemed to be about eight months old, with those deep set steel blue eyes and brown fuzz atop your head, smiling down at me from high up in your father's arms.
I knew you then, in an instance.
You were familiar from the start.

Eight weeks. And so many exciting "firsts" to take note of.
First movie, Palo Alto, then Maleficient as a family.
First restaurant, Mexican food at Miguels. Same as each of your brothers before you.
First birthday party, your cousin's, 3 days new.
First overnight trip: San Onofre, and now 3 or 4 camp trips under your belt already because you proved so easily accepting of a constantly shifting schedule showing you different spaces, faces and places that come to define our summers as a family.
First real smile, a week ago. Melting us instantly.

And more I am sure I lost track of amidst such weary bliss, lost in a fog that took no interest in days, hours, appointments. Holed up in a sun soaked room watching you grow and change almost daily. Your body frail, nearly weightless at first, feeling suddenly full and heavy to lift in the middle of the night from out of the cradle beside my bed.

Eight weeks.
And full of magic. Love and promises only your pretty blue eyes, at this point, can even begin to possibly relay.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Scenes From a Weekend // July 4th

This year I made a conscious effort to not get too caught up in trying to document this day with friends on the beach, even knowing I would be wanting to share photos here. Sometimes it starts to feel like the pressure to get enough home video, and photograph a holiday like this, like I like to, AND be present in the moments of it all threatens some of the quality of my day, and even our overall time together.

It was nice to sit back and enjoy the beach, and my baby and the boys as they ran wild around the beach with friends and families they've all grown up with. A holiday tradition we've clung to for nearly a decade now, and one we look forward to all year long.

Here, a few shots I did manage. Of a day I loved so much. Lots of pieces and people missing in many of them. My very favorite moments having passed before my eyes. Stuck in my head, escaping the lens.

Hope you all had a great and restful holiday weekend as well.