if it snowed in lv
...i would not, pull the covers over my head and request that a 4th blanket be put on my bed (andy)
...i would not, look at the snow falling, say "i don't feel so good can i go back to bed" (clay at 2am)...i would not refuse to get dressed, stay inside and watch my mommy and brother throw snowballs & make snow angels! (damon @8am)
two am last night ella woke up (probably because she was freezing) and i was filled with childlike wonder as i watched the snow fall for hours! what a beautiful sight when we woke up this morning to see the ground covered with white--and im not sure who had more fun playing in the snow, me or clay??
noise
...today i heard the telephone ring, my beauitful baby's tears, the oven's timer go off, the washing machine doing it's job, brothers' laughter, brothers' fighting, my growing boys pretending, ella trying to "talk", a brother tell his little sister how much he loves her, my son tell a lie, my Father reminding me to see what he sees in me when i look in the mirror, my sweet sister's voice, my husband say, "i love you", the garbage truck pick up our junk, the time pass as the clock ticks, a star wars movie, clay learning to read and now it is...
quiet
...i feel so peaceful...quiet is hard to come by around here but at this moment ella, my angel, is sleeping in her swing, clay, who is growing up too fast, is snuggled up in my bed with the dog, "milk", and damon, big tough guy, who i often forget is 2, is warm under the down comforter with his bear. the only sound i hear is the heated air going through our vents and even that is quieter today because andy cleaned the vents last night! i reflect in the quiet moments about all the noise of the day-what have i learned? what have i taught? what have i accomplished?
christmas alone??
...the christmas tree is up and decorated, the gingerbread houses are built, the presents are wrapped (well almost all of them), the boys made snowglobes, painted ornaments and made gifts for their friends, ella is fighting a head cold (this is really hard to watch since she is so helpless), daddy gets an extra day off tomorrow (YEAH!), and we are about to put the frosting on Jesus' birthday cake. tonight we will have fondue and watch chevy chase christmas movies with stacey's family but tomorrow, for the first time EVER, we will spend christmas day alone. i am a little sad that my kids will not have all of their cousins around like i did growing up but mostly excited to not be rushing around town to drop off and open gifts from both sides of our family. i am excited to spend this christmas with my family in quiet reflection on Jesus' birthday. only one guest has been invited this year and i expect He will show up to our family christmas dinner in new ways this year!
merry christmas to all our "family"!
today
eight years ago, you romanced and courted me until i said "yes"
today, our "dates" are a stolen moment snuggled on the couch to watch a movie,
but i still get excited to get dressed up for you to take me out!
eight years ago, i did not marry you for your money
today, we are broke, unemployed,
and i'm the richest girl i know.
eight years ago, we could only dream of how our family would grow
today, after the dirty diapers are changed, the "time-outs" are served, monopoly is played, the bikes have been ridden, pictures are drawn, bubble baths are complete, baby is fed, books are read, prayers are said and the mess is cleaned up...
i feel so blessed to be on this journey with you!
eight years ago, true love i found with you
today, i am a better woman because of your love for me
happy anniversary to the man of my dreams!
happy birthday son!
...what kind of parents are we anyway, we wish him a happy 5 th birthday, shower the kid with presents, cake & friends and we are off to the doctor to get 4 shots in the arm! clay, although dramatic at times, has never been a kid that throws tantrums. he is very leveled headed and convinced himself (via telling his little brother) that the shots were for his own good and only hurt for a second. the checkup went well as he joked with the doc. the dr tells him he is a little on the small side but predicts he'll grow to be 5'8, 140lbs--leaving his dad a bit envious! he fights back the tears as hears that he will have 4 shots today. it is so cute that he is trying to be a little man as he asks his mommy if it is o.k. to cry if it hurts. i said of course you can cry but you have to hold your arm still! just as we finished our breathing exercises to avoid the tears, the nurse walks in with 4 shots and 4 band-aids and all hell breaks loose! the fear kicks in and the screaming begins-the worst part is that mommy has to pin him down so the nurse can do her job. he survived but the dramatics continued as he informed me that he could still talk normal and walk o.k. event though the nurse didn't do a very good job! the best part of the day was when damon (clay's little brother), who shows signs of being very intelligent for his age, hops up on mommy's lap in the same position his brother did several minutes prior and doesn't even put up a fight while i hold him down for his flu shot. he said "ouch!"
