Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
three beautiful little children...
two with big brown eyes.
one with eyes of blue.
and they're mine.
three distinct personalities.
one sweet and compassionate.
one reckless and fun loving.
one in his own little world.
three young lives.
she reminds me so much of myself.
easton reminds me so much of his father.
and josey is his own person with his own agenda.
three reasons to wake up every morning with a smile on my face
and wish for today time would stand still so I could enjoy each
and every moment with them.
Monday, June 15, 2009
You just turned nine and there are a few things I wanted to tell you. I love you. I am so proud of you and a lot of times I am in awe of you. You have a lot of great things going for you...more than I could have ever imagined at your age. Happy birthday buddy. I am so glad I had you!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
..summertime is here!
We have been doing a lot of fishing. The kids love it. Funny story....we went to the golf course to fish on #16. (Keep in mind I am not really a fisher person.) It was sweltering and the bugs were swarming. I took some hot dogs to fish with because piercing live bait is just not in my blood. We got all set up. I was the baiter and the kids were the fishers. Easton was complaining that his rod was not working right. Josey was whining just to whine. We started catching lots of fish with our little cheep rods and hot dogs and a good time was starting to be had by all. UNTIL...Dummy me asked easton to step around the rod as I was holding the hook. His foot caught the line and jerked the hook deep into my finger. All of my golf course etiquette went out the window as I screamed at the top of my lungs and tried to pry the hook from my finger. Finally I was able to pry the hook loose and tried my best to put on a happy face and continue. THEN... Riley hooked THE. BIG. ONE. A twenty pound...TURTLE. Luckily it was not a snapping turtle. But me, being the bleeding heart that I am just couldn't cut the line. I knew he would swallow the hook and die. So there we sat on the banks on of #16 pond trying to pry the hook out. Finally after many minutes I did it and the turtle ran back into the pond. Some people think turtles are slow but trust me they are anything but slow. We caught some twenty fish that day between the four of us and it is a day I am sure they will long remember.
Thanks riley for snapping this one.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
...probably when too much of it has gone by, you will open your eyes and see yourself for who you are...especially everything that made you so different from all the awful normals.
Thursday I went to Josey's school for the annual mothers day tea. All of the children make a hat for their mom's to wear and as I was sitting in the auditorium waiting for him to make his appearance this was my first glimpse at him thru the lens....and in that moment I was so proud of him. He didn't walk in just like everyone else. He didn't try to be like his brother or his sister. He didn't try to be normal.(the thing I have longed, wished, hoped, and prayed he would become.) He was simply who he is...Josey. HE. IS. DIFFERENT....and different is good. He is my PERFECT little boy...perfect just the way he is.
...this photo is one of my favorite of all time.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wow...i didn't realize just how much easton and pops look alike. Same grin and everything.
Pops looks so proud to see them sticking their finger up their nose.
This game is continuing to be a favorite with the kids. Josey and Jeffery from Massachusetts played this one for a while yesterday.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
little jojo turned four on Monday. I finally got around to taking his four year pictures today. as you can tell he didn't want to have anything to do with me and my camera. well i showed him who's the boss. i finally coaxed some smiles out of him towards the end....
4 things about josey at 4...
1. he is in a bad mood when he first wakes up...just like his big sister....and it drives me nuts.
2. he eats more than any human being besides his dad...and it drives me nuts. almost every morning he asks for a sandwich...and I quote " mom i want a sanwich...not a wittle sanwich but a big sanwich.(said as he uses his hands to show me how big)
3. he is so weird about his clothes...just like his big brother...and it drives me nuts. He can't stand shirts that are on the roomy side. nope. they have to be tight...and his shoes and pants have to be just right. gone are the days when i could pick out his clothes. he has his own opions and to him everything need to be comfy. tight but comfy.
4. he is a whiner. he has taken on whinese as his second language...and it drives me nuts. everything he says is whined.
good thing he has those dimples because they still melt me everytime he smiles. but i will take all the bad because that means i get all of his good too.
I. LOVE. YOU. JOJO BUBBA JUNIOR...MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW!
mom(the one who makes you the big sandwiches every morning.)
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
sometimes i am amazed i made someone so beautiful. i make no apologies for believing her to be the most beautiful child ever...she is...if only in my eyes. And when I look at my boys I think they are beautiful as well. I believe my children are beautiful just like everyone else believes there child to be the most beautiful. After all- isn't this is how god intended for us to look at our children.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Missing can make you ache. Not just your heart but your entire being. The other night as i was lying awake in bed thoughts of my mom came to my mind. Aching, missing thoughts. The kind that makes your heart burn and your eyes well up. It was like many nights before and i am sure just like many nights to come. As i was lying there the same question came to my mind. Why? I just want to know why. I know I will never know but when I get to heaven, rest assured, I will ask.
So after lying there for a while, my question remained unanswered and I finally fell asleep with a heavy heart and little jojo by my side.
The next morning i moved my thoughts of my mom to another part of my brain...the part that holds all those memories and went on about my day.
Fast forward to that afternoon. I was out and about running errands, flipping mindlessly thru the radio stations when i came to this song. A song I much needed to hear. A song that doesn't answer my question but it does make me feel better if only for a moment. I do know that EVERYTHING happens for a reason and God has a plan for me. I just wish, so very badly, that plan would have included my mom.
"but I won't cry because I know she flew up to heaven on the wings of angels
by the clouds and stars and past where no one sees and she walks with jesus and I know she's smiling saying don't worry about me"
Mom, I. MISS. YOU. EVERYDAY.
If I could have written a song about my mom this would have been it...
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