i just decided to try something new with names and ages
taylor
emersyn age: 6
knox and bentley age: 4
brooklyn age: 2
kansas city, missouri
travis left early this morning for his last day of training camp, but today is family day so me and our four kids are heading to arrowhead at around 3. however, as exciting as that is, i have to get 4 kids dressed, ready and out the door on time today which is a task. our nanny, rachel, offered to come over and help me but i ensured her i can do it on my own.
i'm making the kids lunch now and then we have to start getting ready. emersyn and brooklyn are coloring at the kitchen table. emersyn is coloring, while brooklyn is scribbling in her booster seat so she doesn't fall off the chair but she's having fun, so it's good.
"no it's mine!" i hear knox yell from the living room
"not it's not! stop!" bentley yells back
"boys!" i scream in frustration "come in here!"
a few moments later they come shuffling in both clutching onto a big firetruck.
"both of you put it down, neither of you get to have it now. we're about to eat, so go sit down at the table." i instruct. they both sigh and drop the truck and walk over to their seats at the table. i made them sandwiches with fruits, veggies and some pretzels.
emersyn cleans up the girls coloring stuff and i give the kids their plates and they eat theirs while i eat the salad i made.
after lunch, we clean up and we start to get ready. i laid out clothes for the kids and they all get ready while i help brooklyn.
"c'mon brookie you gotta put on your skirt." i say as we're sitting on her bedroom floor
"no skirt! i go like this!" brooklyn whines and thrashes herself on fluffy rug on the floor
"you can't go in your undies sweetie." i laugh
"yes i can!" brooklyn whines loudly
after arguing with my two year old, i finally got her to put on her black skirt that goes with the red tank top and i put her red and white nike dunks on and her hair in pigtails with red bows. i love dressing my kids and making them look so damn cute.
the boys are matching in black nike shorts and chiefs t shirts with travis' name and number on the back and a chiefs logo on the front and white nikes on their feet.
ella has on white jean shorts and a red shirt with ruffles on the sleeves and the same nike dunks as brooklyn. i then put her hair in double dutch braids to get it out of her face.
by some miracle we are able to get out the door in time and to the stadium.
my driver pulls up the front and i opted to not bring security as i am positive we'll be fine. it's just cheifs families and they are all familiar with us.
"ok babies, let's go see daddy." i say as we file out of the escalade like a clown car.
i put brooklyn on my hip and the other kids walk ahead. they know where they're going and their way around here.
"mama! down!" brooklyn whines and tries to wiggle down
"hang on baby. we're almost there." i say. i don't want to put her down with a bunch of people around and she can't walk that fast to keep up with us.
"no! mama down!" brooklyn screams
"brooklyn, calm down sweetie. we're almost there." i try to console her by rubbing her back kiss her head.
