Just a Few Words

Hello friends, 

I've decided to say goodbye to this space. Shocker! Not really, since I seldom visit this space anymore. I wrote to my friend some of my reasons why and here's part of my letter to her.

"When the blog started, I was a mom of such little ones, alone for the most part, raising my babies while Noel was away with work. It provided me such joy to create my content and know that I was not alone in my thoughts about raising toddlers, both the joys and pains of it all. My purpose was to find like-minded moms that could share in those moments with me and I did. I found you, Stacey, Tracy, Michelle, Heather, Karli, and so many others. I will always be grateful for that. 

We as a family have evolved. I have evolved and just don't see myself sharing the trials and tribulations of raising school age/teenage children. Hopefully, I'll find something else to blog about. However, my thoughts on motherhood have become more private for several reasons. As the kids are becoming older, I can see that they want their privacy and I have to respect that. My son especially doesn't want me to share my thoughts about anything about him on the web. I get it. He wants to live his life on his terms and I'm sure that the girls will feel similarly as they get older."

So you see, Lizabee & Co. cannot exist without her company and they have no interest to be the subject of my writing and photographing anymore. They are growing and cringe at the thought of being exposed to my friends on and off the web. how to buy cryptocurrency in South Africa  

Sadly, I will no longer be on this space anymore. Maybe I'll find something new to talk about; topics much more relevant to this stage of my life. If I do, you'll be the first to know.

So long,

Liza B.


Five on Five

I posted something recently on my instagram account about Lucy finding her game. Lucy has never been the most competitive creature. She is truly the definition of a fun-loving spirit. During game nights, you'll always hear her saying, "It's not about winning. It's about having fun." This sometimes causes problems with her oldest brother who loves to compete, win and will gladly pummel her in a game of Sorry. Oh, those are fun times! <insert sarcasm here>

Competition is something I've always struggled with, too. Growing up basically an only child until about the age of thirteen, competing is something that I just didn't have to do. I had all my parents attention and never felt threatened by my younger siblings. They were just too cute to want to beat. Lucy instinctively knows that life is about the process and placing value on experiences over taking score. Dare I say it, it's about the journey (sorry about the oprahesque moment, there.) So, fostering and nurturing a competitive child is something I just don't know or want to do. 

However, this past weekend she found something that she will gladly compete and win at doing. Placing fifth is not what she really wanted. After each event, she would ask us what she place and was disappointed each time she didn't make it into the top three. But she found her game and will gladly pummel anyone that dares swim in the lane alongside her. 

My blog circle, five on five, is today. Please follow the link to see Erin's take on five.


Five on Five, Plus One

We went on a short vacation to Maui in the Fall of last year. Nina and I escaped to a cove on the beach while the other two body surfed with dad a few hundred yards away. It was just her and I. She was picking the shells off the rocks as I was playing beside her and capturing the moment; slowly making my way with the camera without interrupting our time at play. The rhythm was just perfect. A sharp contrast to how things can get around here. I'll never understand sibling rivalry, truly.  It is pointless if you ask my opinion.

My blog circle, five on five, is today. Funny how quickly that creeps up on me. Please follow along and step into Erin's world for a bit and join our round of musings.


Five on Five

As they sleep...

I savor my sips of morning coffee...

admire these two lovelies...

and nuture the garden.

I'm sharing these five little snippets of my mornings as part of a project that my friend Naomi asked me to be a part of...thank you, friend. Please follow along our blog circle and see what this talented lady, Erin, has created for our collaboration. 


Walking A Very Well Traveled Path

I'm on top of the world. My world, at least. A few weeks ago, I decided to leave everybody at home and take a little hike to the top of Diamond Head on my own. It felt awkward, liberating, fun and guilt-free, hiking it without my usual company. I really can't say I was alone, though. The busloads of tourists that beat me there were enough to keep me company. 

Before our family started multiplying, there were many things that I did alone without blinking an eye. But, you know how it is for those of you who have families? You've been so accustomed to traveling in packs that you forget how satisfying it can be in your own company.

The climb or hike up was more like a mini obstacle course, zig-zagging between both, appropriately attired hikers and those that were grossly mislead by their guides who were told that they would be fine in a nice pair of pants or a very cute pair strappy sandals. Climbing Diamond Head is not a very challenging hike but it is slightly more than an intermediate walk uphill. It's very easy to do, though. There are handrails all along the trail and it's best to do before noon. It lacks shade. The heat will slow you down.

Once on top, I sat on the rooftop of a secluded pillbox to take a bird's eye view of this beautiful island that I so often take for granted. Have I told you how much I am afraind of heights? It's the real deal, folks. I get vertigo, my legs get wobbly and my knees shake. But somehow, I stirred up the courage to scoot close to the edge. I sat there for a long time admiring the colors of the ocean, taking deep soothing breaths and, of course, documented my near edge experience. 


The Not So Perfect Shots

I could tell you all the things are wrong with these shots but I'm not because the moment was so right.


Hey Mom, Do You Want to go Out on a Date?

When my son asked me for some solo mom & son time, I think I froze for a split second before I gave him my answer. I thought, "What I minute, you're asking me. The one you call mean mom when I assign you all the math problems on the page, not just the odd numbers." It was endearing and courageous to ask. He literally, ask me out on a "mother & son date." Those were his words not mine. Of course, I said yes! 

Hawaii hosted the upteenth Pro-Bowl this year. Practices were open to the public and we, among a few thousand others, watched Team Sanders and Team Rice scrimmage before last Sunday's game. It was a fun time for the both of us. He had a chance to get some autographs and show off his football knowledge to his football illiterate mom. 

Do you see the football peeking out of the crowd to the far left? That's him but didn't get it. So, Close!
I promised myself I wouldn't get too cheesy about the whole thing. I need to maintain my cool status long enough for a pre-teen to allow me to be seen with him in public, again. He did roll his eyes a few times when I got shutter happy. Not to mention, it was hard to keep myself in the moment when flashbacks of him as a toddler would sneak into the present. Parents, isn't it true that no matter how much they mature, they will always be our babies?

This little man and I have gone through serious ups & downs in his first twelve years. Lately, things have changed for the BEST. He's been more loving towards me and the girls. I realize how much he needs me and looks to me for guidance and softness. My husband has always reminded me about how quickly boys change, emphasizing that he would be turning to me for affection and advice. I didn't believe him, especially, during our rough patches, when he was daddy obsessed. Now, the time has come when it's my turn to guide him into the future man he will become. I better not mess this up.