Fun This Week

We have been having lots of fun this week hanging out at my moms, or Grams, as her grandchildren call her. Yesterday we went to the playground at her house and played. We were trying to wear Little Man out, but he wore us out! Here are some pictures from the playground.

Walking with Gram to the playground.


Trying to run away


Sitting with Mommy, talking about why we don't run away.


Climbing the stairs, so he can go down the slide.


Gram had the camera, so he had to see what she was doing with it...


Walking back from the playground, Gram and I were more tired than he was! He did finally fall asleep, and when he did, he was out for a long time!

Remember how I said in an old blog my son hates his forehead? Well... he has hit it a few more times this week. We went to a different playground earlier in the week, where he tripped and hit the pavement. Also some of the bark jumped up off the ground and bit him. Then he somehow scratched it in Grams kitchen, still don't know how he did that. Top all of that off with his coffee table scar from last month, and this is what you have..

Life In The Fast Lane

Interesting week...

Hubby is in DC with work, so I made a road trip up to Atlanta to visit family and friends. Little did I know that we would be told to move while I was up here. Let me backtrack.

My husband is in the military. He does administration for the recruiters, and the kids going to basic training and such. He does pay, bonuses, makes sure these kids ship to basic. He has been on orders to do this job for almost a year and a half. Well, his orders were supposed to end in September, but they are always for one year, so no worries.

Last month, his orders were cut to end in March. He talked to his boss and asked about his job, and if he is safe. His boss said it was fully funded, to not worry.

Fast-forward to yesterday. His boss called him, while he is in DC for work, and told him that his job is ending the end of March. His boss is a great man, and knows that we have family in the Atlanta area, so he found him a job up there, but he needed an answer yesterday. Not a decision you want to make in a different state than your spouse, with less than 24 hours to decide.

So after talking it over, and weighing our options (he was a police officer before he took the Army job, so he can go back there) we have decided to move to Atlanta. As soon as we get back in town, we have to call the movers and set it all up. We will be moving in 2-3 weeks. Talk about yanking the rug out from under me!

We have a great house up here to rent, so housing is not a problem.

Praise God that we have a job and a house in this economy!

More Pics From the Shoot.

I see now I have a lot to learn! Both with photography and with Photoshop. I feel I know more about Photoshop then I do photography. Anyone wanna teach me all about photography?

I played a little with more in Photoshop with these pictures. Let me know what you think!























I still have 16 more pictures to look at and see if I like. Thoes should be up tomorrow.

In other news, I registered for classes today!

First Photo Shoot

I had my first photo shoot today! I have a friend that goes to my church that needed some pics taken for various reasons, so we went out to a doctors office in town to take some pictures.

A doctors office? I know, seems weird. Just look at the pictures. This is behind the doctors office. Perfect setting with the clouds rolling in.

These are the semi-edited pics. Still not done playing with them. Count these as a preview.

Picture Happy

I realize I have not posted pictures in a while. So here is a picture happy blog!

Another pretty bridge. I have found one good thing about this town. I love all the bridges we have.


A deck leading down to the river


I wanted to climb this tree and sit there all day.


If you follow the trail under that tree, this is your view.


Our church has some exciting news! We bought land and we are moving into a building that is a few miles from the land. We went out to check out the land and the building.

Daddy and Little Man on the property. It is a pecan orchid right now.


Me and Little Man.


The new building.


We went to Atlanta this weekend to visit my in-laws. Here is Little Man in his seat looking at the cars go by.


Gotta love Atlanta traffic.


Daddy and Little Mans shoes look similar.


Enjoy!

God Sure Has A Sense Of Humor...

My mom always told me growing up, that God has a sense of humor. She said this because she, my father, and my sister are all very quiet people. Then God made me.

If you don't know me, I am very loud, very opinionated, and will tell you what I think when I think it. Mom always said that we will never get lost in the woods, cause they would find us if I was in the area because I am so loud.

Well, I am learning that God does indeed have a good sense of humor. I, being loud and opinionated, also have very little patience. I know what I want, and I want it NOW. That being said, this molar pregnancy has thrown my system into overdrive! I want another baby, and I want it NOW. Knowing I have to wait for my health has been very hard.

Now for the really humorous part. Since my surgery in December, I have learned that 6 people are pregnant. Not including my online friends! It seems, to me, that God is like, Hey, lets see how many people I can get pregnant around her, to teach her patience.

Hey, um... God... I get it! When is my turn?

The first few people I was very upset about. I was still in the "why me" stage, and wondering when it was all going to be over. I would act all excited, then go home and have a good cry. These last few ladies, I have just laughed it off.

That sounds horrible... I am VERY excited for all of these ladies, because most of them are close friends. I laugh because I can still see God sitting up there saying... You... you need to be pregnant, because I am teaching her over there patience.

Don't pray for something unless you are willing to take what he gives you!

Things I Say Daily

Ok. Most of us have seen this video by now, if not, watch this first.



Well, I decided to write down everything I say in a day. I did great for about 20 minutes. Then I got distracted! So here is what all I wrote down in those 20 minutes, then randomly throughout the day when I remembered to write it down. Don't worry, I'm not singing!

Good Morning
Wet boy!
Phew….Stinky boy!
Lets get clean

Eat? Milk?
Eat your breakfast

Don’t throw your food on the floor

Messy boy, lets get clean

Go play
In your playroom

Where is your ball?
Go get your ball?

Get off the stairs
GET DOWN
You are in timeout because you did not get off the stairs when mommy asked you to

You were in timeout because you did not get off the stairs. We do not play on the stairs. I love you

Let’s go play

Get the sticker off my table

Leave my purse alone

Where is your milk?

Don’t throw toys

Ball, ball, ball… say ball…. BAH-ALL BAH-ALL BAH-ALL… say ball…

Dance… dance dance dance… YEA good job

The Itsy Bitsy Spider…. Went up the water spout…. (singing)

Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes…. (more singing)

Where is your belly button? Button? Good job…
Eyes? YEA!!
Nose? Nose… yes, nose
Ears? Ears… No… those are Mommy's eyes…

Toilet brush is not a toy. Out of the bathroom… OUT OUT OUT

No no…. no … no

Are you ready for a nap? Night night??

Dry it up. No tempers.

Hey. Dry it up!

Let’s go play. Come on.

Trash man is here! Lets go watch him. Here he goes. LOOK at him! Wave bye-bye!

Let’s go upstairs. Night night.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine……. You make me happy …. When skies are grey….. (more singing)

I love you. Night night

45 minutes is not a nap!

Ew stinky. Lets get clean.

What do you want to eat for lunch?
Eat your lunch.
Milk? Want milk?
Don’t throw your food on the floor.

Messy boy! Lets get clean

Go play.

What are you doing?

Get down! Off the table.

No no. Don’t turn off the ….

Turn the tv back on

NO! Leave the cabinet alone

Cranky boy. Want to go back to bed? How about some Tylenol? You teething?

Shut the cabinet… Good job.

Daddy will be home in 2 hours.

No No… Put the movie back on the shelf.

Where is Daddy? Say Dada… DADA… DADA… good job!!

Leave Mommies shoes alone!

Wanna help mommy fold laundry?
Don’t play with the dryer door.
NO. Open the dryer
Get out of the dryer
Go play and let mommy do laundry

Where is daddy? You think he is coming home?

Dry it up! No tempers!!

DADDY'S HOME!!

Leave Me Some Love

Hey guys. I see lots of people checking my blog all the time, but no one leaves comments... I would love to see some comments, so I know what you like, and what you don't. So.. Leave me some love!

Nicely Said

Every wonder what a SAHM does? Well, someone wrote into one of those "Dear Abby" columns in the Washington Post. One of my Facebook friends posted this... and I thought I would share!



Below is the text, in case you have bad eyes, or just don't want to try to read it in the picture. I could not have said it better.


Why Don't Friends With Kids Have Time?
Tell Me About It by Carolyn Hax : Friend really doesn't get the kid thing

● Carolyn:
My best friend has a child. Her: Exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc. Me (no kids): Wow. Sorry. What'd you do today? Her: Park, play group . . .

OK. I've done Internet searches; I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please, no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners. . . . I do all those things, too, and I don't do them every day. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day, and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events), and I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy — not a bad thing at all — but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth? Is this a contest ("My life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids, and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions.
— Tacoma, Wash.

● Tacoma:

Relax and enjoy. You're funny.

Or you're lying about having friends with kids.

Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them. Internet searches?

I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand — while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom friends are either lying or competing with you — is disingenuous indeed.

So, since it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries and questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.

It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.

It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.

It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family members and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It's resisting the constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense.

It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity, empathy. Everything.

It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy — and then when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, you wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend — a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you to mutual friends or marvel at how much more productively she uses her time.

Either make a sincere effort to understand, or keep your snit to yourself.

Happy Dance

I am doing a happy dance today. You know, when you throw your arms up in the air, and jump up and down? Yeah, I know, bad mental picture. If you know me, you know I can't dance!

Why am I doing a happy dance you ask? Well... Several things!

*My blood work was great! We are finally negative!*

*I found out a good friend of mine is pregnant after a miscarriage last month. And so far everything looks good*

*Several of my "online friends" had great appointments today!*

*Little man took a 2 hour nap*

*My doctor said we are cleared to conceive again after one more blood draw in March*

My doctor has once again shortened my wait! He said I am "disgustingly healthy" and we should be "good to go" after the March blood work!

Yep. Starting in March, well, mid-March, my husband and I will be, once again, on the trying to conceive bandwagon!!

I have become obsessed with having a 2009 baby every since I was due in July. Now I know it is a possibility. If we get pregnant in March, we will be due in December. I know it is not my timing, but Gods, however I am excited to have the chance again!

Update and Editing

I had more blood work today. Are you ready for this?

1.13!!!

YEA! I am officially negative! I have an appointment this afternoon for an annual visit, so I will ask my doctor if my 4 month wait starts now.

Doing some editing today to the blog. If the pictures don't work, that's why. I will get them all back up soon.

ETA: Editing is done. Let me know if things don't work.

We Now Have...

Soft, non-dangerous corners on the coffee table! I have been meaning to get corner guards since he hit his head last week. My husband did not think we needed them, but I have been SO nervous with him around the table. My thought is, what if he did it again, and hit his eye? I don't want to permanently disable my child. So, as usual, mom wins and we got the bumpers. After I put them on, Daddy told little man to try them out. I think he wants him to hit his head again. Please don't stress mom out!

And here is his head today... I have no idea what the little red scab is to the left of the big one. That was not there the other day.


We also got him a potty. I know it is WAY too early for potty training, but we went ahead and bought one so he can play with it, and get used to sitting on it.

... And Wiskers On Kittens

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad


Ok. I know I said I would post this in a few days, but I am playing with the camera today, and decided to go ahead and do it now. Here are a few of his favorite non-toy toys.

Empty Coke bottles are always fun. They are drumsticks, things to roll, and even try to drink out of. He is way too little for Coke, so he usually gets the empty bottles. He loves empty bottles... even beer ones... I'll get to that later.


Empty popcorn tin left over from Christmas. It makes a great drum!!


Markers, pens, crayons, highlighters... he loves them all. He likes to chew on them, and "write" with them. I have been fortunate enough that he does not know how to take the lid off the markers yet, but he does know how to work a pen!

As you can see, I can't even take a picture without him wanting to play with these.

Oh the TV remote. His all time favorite. We bought him a play remote, and he still wants ours.


Coathangers are fun! They make great braclets. He also likes to carry them around.


The dryer door. This is especially fun when Mommy is folding laundry. He likes to try to shut it when I am putting stuff in, or taking stuff out.


Knives. He loves to just walk around the house with them. Ok. Just kidding. Had to see if you were still paying attention.


As you can see, anything makes a great toy for a toddler. As I was cleaning up his playroom today, I found all of these. An empty beer bottle (from last night... Daddy drank it), a highlighter, a pen, the Blockbuster card that has been missing since last week, and and empty ribbon container from Christmas. That last one is the only one that stayed in his playroom.

Head Wound

Just showing you how little mans head has healed so far. The bruise went thru every color in the color spectrium, and is in the end process now. He has a nice scab over the cut now, and I think it is healing well.

Raindrops on Roses...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

I thought I would give you a glimpse into my sons favorite things. Today while playing in the play room, I decided to take some pictures. These are a few of his favorite toys.

The train table I found at a consignment sale, with the race car track we found at my least favorite store, Walmart.


Spiderman that sings and dances. We saw this at a playgroup, and little man just had to have it! You can tell him to get Spidey, Spiderman, or even sing the "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and he will get this and bring it to you.


Balls of ANY size! He has about 20 ball pit balls he loves to pull out everyday, and randomly scatter thru out the house. I have found them in my shoes, in my purse, even in the cats water bowl. He also has several footballs, baseballs, soft, hard, big, small... this boy has tons of balls!


Buttons. Does not matter if they are on a toy, on a remote, the TV.... any thing he can push, hes going to!


This is his dog he got for his birthday. He brings it to me and loves when it sings "Head, Shoulder, Knees and Toes"


This is his block sorter. He will sit there for hours, putting blocks in, and taking them out.


Problem is, when he gets frustrated with them not going in, he takes the lid off...

Drops the block in and puts the lid back on.

This boy loves cars. He will push them around saying "vroom". This is one of the cars that goes with his race track. It moves on its own.

I was playing with the shutter speed again on that picture... sorry.

And last, but not least, his push car. He also got this for his birthday. He pushes it, pulls it, rides on it, stands on it... yep, its the all purpose toy!

That last one is my favorite! It takes no batteries and makes no noise! AH silence... Thanks to my mom for that one!

Ill post in a few days his favorite non-toy toys... you know, the things that are not made to be toys.