The Horn Family: 2014

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas Letter 2014

December 2014

To Our Dear Family and Friends,

I hope that this note finds you all doing wonderfully during this most blessed season. As the Army would have it, our family is celebrating Jesus’ birth with continents and oceans between us this year and we are counting down the minutes until our reunion next month. As much as I wish to will away time, I have learned, through our many separations, that there is a lot of beauty and growth that happens while we wait…

Emmy, on the eve of her 5th birthday, has grown into a giving, passionate, hardworking and industrious, little lady. Her preschool teacher pinned her as a “prolific artist” with the Disney princesses as her muse. Her greeting card production rate could rival Hallmark. High on my list of proudest parenting moments, thus far, was when she, bravely, handed Santa a homemade card and a snack bag of cookies she’d prepared, all on her own doing. She was concerned that no one gives Santa gifts. Her most favored play activity is mothering her babies, second only to mothering her three adoring siblings.

Hannah, who will be three just after the new year, is patient, focused, intuitive, doting and dutiful. She has spent tens of (exhaustive) hours mastering her rendition of “Let it Go” from Frozen, and dresses herself in Princess garb everyday. Hannah is the first one to pull up a chair to help me in the kitchen and to lead us in Grace before dinner. She thoughtfully nurtures her large family of stuffed animals and is the perfect glue amongst our littles.

Julia, now 15 months, is proving herself to be an independent, good-natured, cuddly, helpful and enthusiastic little sweetheart. She can usually be found playing quietly in the play kitchen and stowing her most prized possessions into makeshift purses. She kindly hands me garbage off the floor, reliably retrieves her shoes when it’s time to go; and giddily swims in the bathtub after all her siblings have emerged before the water drains completely. She’s gentle and cautious and the perfect yin to James’ yang.

Big little brother, James, has taken our home by storm. With six pounds on his sister, he is a strong brute; his sense of humor is also off the charts. He crawls and laughs simultaneously, as if he is perpetually thinking of an inside joke with himself. He loves to climb on things, clear the kitchen table of it’s contents and take things that aren’t his. Yet he will drop whatever he’s doing (or whomever else’s toy he’s “borrowed”) at the slightest sound of a book cracking open. He has changed the face of our family completely, and unquestionably for the better.

Nick remains in command of a company in the Special Operations Aviation Regiment. He has kept very busy this past year with various training trips, deployments and long hours in his office, and still carving out as much time as he can to love on us at home. He is dreading the day next summer that he relinquishes his command at the end of his 2 year stint, and is savoring the experience he’s gaining and the relationships he’s made in the meantime.

I am now, slowing, emerging from the fog from the past two years, or five years, if I’m being really honest with myself. Some of the situations I’ve found myself in with all of our children, especially while Nick is away, are downright ridiculous and hilarious (after-the-fact,) but I’ve learned that it’s not until you cut away your safety net that you really learn what you’re made of. I am cherishing this time where we all fit on one couch cushion; that is, when they’ll let me sit down.

2015 is looking bright and so full of possibilities. We are excited to see what God has in store for our family and for yours. Merry Christmas!

With Love,

Nick, Ali, Emmy, Hannah, James, Julia, Molly and Darla Horn

Monday, December 8, 2014

Unlucky Number 13

Nick received confirmation on Black Friday that he would be deploying a week later until after the new year. With his company's Christmas party scheduled for Friday December 5th, he finagled his way into a later flight so that he could stay and host the party. I wish I could be more stoic when Nick delivers news like this, but I struggled mightily. I waffled between anxious anticipation of Nick's fast approaching departure, anger that the Army perpetually pulls the rug out from under us and deep sadness that he'd miss Emmy's 5th birthday and Christmas, all the while scolding myself for being so down when I have four healthy, vibrant children, a hard working husband who loves me, a roof over my head and an abundance of food in my pantry. I told myself that I needed to snap out of it and spend our last weekend together celebrating an early Christmas, decorating, visiting Santa and exchanging a present or two, but I couldn't shake my overwhelming disappointment. There are times that it feels like the air is sucked out of the room and managing anything while in such a hypoxic state is an impossibility. Nick reminded me that I've done this 13 times now, and, luckily, I know the sequence of emotions like the back of my hand. A few days in a funk gives way to planning, then the goodbye, and then we put our heads down and get through it with the most positive attitude we can muster, God always shows up and sustains us until our sweet reunion.

As I was overcoming the pity party stage and entering the planning stage, I was thrown for another loop. After loading the kids and groceries into the car on Thursday evening, I got a call from Nick inquiring where we were. When I told him, he told me not to leave and that he was coming to us. A few minutes later, he pulled up and jumped into my car. There had been a change of plans and he needed to leave imminently. He had already packed his bags and had come to say goodbye. So, he worked his way around the car kissing and hugging each of the children, promising them Disney World in the spring to offer an exciting distraction and an early Christmas gift. He was, luckily, able to come home for a couple of hours after the kids were asleep and before his flight actually departed, I am so very grateful to have had that time with him and to be able to stick the Christmas package we'd been working on for him into his bag. We took our pre-deployment selfie in our driveway before he drove off. How I miss him when he's away. He makes everything more fun. He brings the spontaneity and excitment into my regimented world and he makes me laugh harder than anyone. This Christmas I will so miss laughing with him over the kids' antics and savoring their joy and wonderment together, but I will carry my camera and do my best to document it all so that we can enjoy those moments together in a round-about kind of way.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Thanksgiving 2014

We had a very mellow Thanksgiving this year, and it was wonderful. Emmy had a Thanksgiving feast at her school and we were so happy that we were all able to be there together! The night before, Emmy stayed up extra late to help me with preparations. She used the scrap dough to make her own little apple pie, while I made the pumpkin pies. It was so simple, but it will stick with me as a very special memory of time spent with my big girl. Thanksgiving morning was spent watching the Macy's Thanksgiving parade with our favorite cinnamon rolls and then playing outside. I put the final touches on our meal while the kiddos all napped and we ate dinner in our jammies (or princess dresses, or make-shift pilgrim ensemble, or no clothes if you were Juj.) We were, blessedly, able to share our Thanksgiving table via FaceTime with Uncle Grant, Uncle Ben, Auntie Eliana, Baby Hailey, Poppy and Grammy, who had just returned home from the hospital after a big knee surgery. After going for a little drive to look at Christmas lights while digesting our food, we came home for a very special Skype session to learn that we are welcoming another baby girl cousin next spring! And then we celebrated with pie!

We can't wait to meet Baby Girl Sacksteder!!!

Happy Thanksgiving Auntie Kristi & Uncle Jamie!

Random Photo Dump

My laptop was on life support for about a month. I have no patience for computer issues, I expect it to work when I turn it on, and become irrationally frustrated when it doesn't. My only trouble-shooting solution is to turn it off and pray that it'll sort out it's issues by the time I turn it back on. I am SO GRATEFUL to be married to a tech-savvy man who doesn't hesitate to rescue me from my computer woes. A modern-day white knight. Apparently, I had no storage space left because of the 15,000 pictures and videos I have neglected to organize and clean out and my computer freaked out and started self-destructing. So, it was a race against the clock to sort through old photos and videos, back them up and delete as many as I could before my computer combusted. With my new--much larger--hard drive in place, I am back in business and unloading a whole slew of photos that were stuck on my camera...

Nick and I surprised the big girls with Frozen on Ice!! It was AMAZING!! The girls were overjoyed...Until intermission when I refused to purchase every single toy or concession paraded in front of us.

Sweet Daddy got stuck in the hot dog line in an attempt to satisfy Hannah's grumbling belly...Of course, after he waited for the hot dog to be cooked, from start to finish, she decided she was over it and her attention was focused squarely on the performance.

Bath time mayhem. James is fine, by the way, he likes to swim. We've since upgraded to the big tub in the master bathroom.

I had to document this incredibly rare moment with my precious Juju.

Emmy's field trip to the fire station!

Emmy and her best friend, Matthew in the fire truck! Matthew's mama, Sally, helps me by taking Emmy into school and bringing her out every day so that I don't have to unload the three littles. She will never know just how grateful I am for her help.