Thursday, February 26, 2009
The boys have baseball 'evaluations' on Saturday and haven't picked up a ball since this time last year, so practice was in order. Tuesday night love muffin came over and played catch with the boys. I sat on the front porch and watched as dinner was creating itself. After dinner, he helped Dalton with his homework and I watched the season finale of Real Housewives of Orange County. I felt like such a loser, but I was SO tired! I should have been the one helping with homework, although he's much better at 6th grade math.
Monday, February 23, 2009
- There is always someone to talk to or cuddle.
- If I'm not available for talking or cuddling, chances are a brother is.
- We have an abundant supply of hand-me-downs.
- I get more hugs and kisses in any given day then I know what to do with!
- Food rarely has a chance to go bad.
- Quiet is overrated.
- I like truly "needing" a vehicle larger than a 4-dr car.
- I always have at least one willing helper.
- My life is never boring and my heart is always full.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
This morning, I asked Dalton to ride the bus, it saves me time in the morning. His response..."you just want to ruin my life". Okay, really? Was that necessary? For riding the bus?
I continue my morning journey. I am in the drop off line at Mason's school. I turn around and tell him -"... you can't go outside until homework is finished and you need to clean up the bathroom floor from the bath last night. Have a good day. I love you." Mason's response..."I don't love you". SLAM.
Two down, one more to go.
Rylan was already grumpy. He is NOT a morning person. He didn't get out of bed but wanted cereal. I reluctantly agreed to let him take cereal in the car. As the car moved, so did the cereal, he cries -- "mommy, you're making it fall all over me. You're a bad mommy". I finally stopped and told him to dump the bowl. I get to Rylan's school. The director waits for the kids at the door and will unload them from the car (another HUGE help in getting them all delivered in the morning). She walks to Rylan's side -- he starts screaming....I want my mommy! Now, wait a second...10 minutes ago I was bad, now you want me?
I know they are kids, but I hope they understand that words are very hurtful. They really ruined my morning. I'm on my way out the door now to see what the evening holds for the boys and I. It can only get better! :-)
This one is sad, yet uplifting about a little girl who lost her battle with cancer
Kelly has the cutest baby ever...Harper. She is a doll and they dress her up with big bows and flowers -- completely girly. She dealt with some challenges early on, but now is adjusting to life at home.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
I’m not quite sure how you woke up as an independent eight-year old, when I clearly remember just yesterday, bringing you home from the hospital and you fit snugly in the bend of my arm. I remember the milestones you’ve passed over these last eight years and I cannot believe that you are now so tall, so smart, so handsome and so…eight! You are such a sweet boy.
I am the luckiest mom on the planet and I’m glad you are MY son. I am glad you still hug me and that my kisses are enough to make things right in your world.
Today is YOUR day – enjoy and have a good one!
With heartfelt love,
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
It's not too often that I have a "girl date", or in this case, a "girl DAY". A friend was celebrating her birthday and I'm convinced her birthday should be a national holiday. It's always a big deal. Good company....good times. We started off at Buffalo Wild Wings in Mansfield. I'd never been to a BWW. We ate, drank and played trivia. Then, off to roller skate. Yes...a bunch of 30 something girls on roller skates. I've entertained yoga for several years so I wasn't too worried about my balance. I was more concerned about little kids getting in my way. I kept saying I would just run them over but when it came down to it, I just couldn't. We skated. Our shins hurt. Our thighs hurt. I tried to "shoot the duck". Don't know why....I don't think I could do it when I was 12! Sara was successful in her duck shooting efforts, as was Mica. Need beer-must leave. We then went to The Pub for a few drinks and fried green beans because we had time to kill before Game Night began. Game night was hilarious. We played spoons (quite dangerous), JackAss and the best game of the night....Loaded Questions (adult version). We had a good time. I can SO appreciate spending time with friends and I hope to do it again.
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