Sunday, December 27, 2009
Naptime Fun
One afternoon last week, I layed Jackson down for his nap. I came into the kitchen and cleaned a little bit, assuming he was asleep. I heard him laughing, and peeked into his room, and this is what I found. He had pulled this stork (from his Birth Day), off of his wall (somehow), and was dancing away in his crib having the time of his life. 
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Five Years
On Thursday, Blake and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary. We agreed not to purchase gifts for one another, BUT Blake surprised me, and made me cry! He smuggled the vase that matches our china pattern from our home, and took it to the florist. He had the florist (which also happens to be family), recreate my wedding bouquet and put it in the vase. It is gorgeous, and so thoughtful. We then went out to a nice dinner at J. Alexander's. We had a nice, relaxing evening, and just enjoyed being together. Blake is my very best friend. I love him.
As I look back over our short five years of marriage, I am, again, reminded of God's faithfulness. Since we have been married, we have had lots of joy, but also some times of sadness. We have also experienced many changes. We moved into our our "new to us" house, became members of a new church, both changed jobs, and became parents. That is a lot to pack into 5 years, especially for me, who does not like change so much! But in the middle of every happy time, every change, and every sad time, God is a faithful God!
"For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations." Psalm 100:5
As I look back over our short five years of marriage, I am, again, reminded of God's faithfulness. Since we have been married, we have had lots of joy, but also some times of sadness. We have also experienced many changes. We moved into our our "new to us" house, became members of a new church, both changed jobs, and became parents. That is a lot to pack into 5 years, especially for me, who does not like change so much! But in the middle of every happy time, every change, and every sad time, God is a faithful God!
"For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations." Psalm 100:5
Our Santa Pics
Friday, December 18, 2009
Seriously?
Okay, okay. I am normally not the ranting type, but this week, two very odd things have happened in the land of motherhood. My reaction time was a bit delayed on both, and maybe next time I will be a bit better prepared.
Situation #1:
On Tuesday, I met Melissa and Abby, at Chik fil A. After a nice lunch, we headed down the mall play area. The novelty of the play area seems to be wearing off for Jackson since he has discovered the "transportation area" to the left of the play area (the cars, trucks, etc. that you pay to ride, but Jackson doesn't know that they really move, area). Anyway, Melissa and Abby continued to play in the play area while Jackson was climbing and playing around on the cars. I noticed a lady and possibly, 2-3 year old twins were doing the same thing. After a few minutes, the lady looks at me and says, "Hey, I am going to run my packages out to the car. I will be back in a few minutes." And off she goes down the mall. What in the world? Who does that? I yell across the mall to Melissa, and explain the ordeal. She is cracking up, and then says, "Oh my, what if she doesn't come back?" Wow. Didn't even think about that. I was seriously, speechless and thoughtless! What am I supposed to do? Sure enough, a few minutes later, this mother/grandmother/or relative yanks the two kids up by the arm, and starts walking out to the car, and looks at me and says, "Oh, thanks!"
Situation #2:
Now this just made me mad! Today, I was strolling through Target, and some random lady walks up to my cart, as if she were inspecting the contents of it. Hmmm, Huggies and Zip Loc bags, not too exciting. She then looks at me, and in her teacher voice, says, "I really wish you would use the strap on the seat, and buckle your baby up." I think to myself, I really wish you just would shut up and leave me alone. I know, that is not very nice. She rambles on about this story, about how her daughter in law didn't use the straps, and her grandson fell out, and hit his head, and got a concussion, and how she wishes I would just use the straps. Are you kidding me? I just came to buy diapers, lady. I mean, I am really sorry that happened to your grandson, but are you now on the safety board for cart patrol at Target? I may not be Mother of the Year, but I don't think I am totally inept, either. I have seen parents do some pretty crazy stuff to their children, but I don't really feel like it is my place to tell them what to do with their baby, I mean, its not like I left Jackson with a stranger in the mall play area so I could take packages out to my car! So, all you idiot mommies out there that don't use the safety straps , buckle those babies up!
Has this crazy stuff happened to anyone else?
Situation #1:
On Tuesday, I met Melissa and Abby, at Chik fil A. After a nice lunch, we headed down the mall play area. The novelty of the play area seems to be wearing off for Jackson since he has discovered the "transportation area" to the left of the play area (the cars, trucks, etc. that you pay to ride, but Jackson doesn't know that they really move, area). Anyway, Melissa and Abby continued to play in the play area while Jackson was climbing and playing around on the cars. I noticed a lady and possibly, 2-3 year old twins were doing the same thing. After a few minutes, the lady looks at me and says, "Hey, I am going to run my packages out to the car. I will be back in a few minutes." And off she goes down the mall. What in the world? Who does that? I yell across the mall to Melissa, and explain the ordeal. She is cracking up, and then says, "Oh my, what if she doesn't come back?" Wow. Didn't even think about that. I was seriously, speechless and thoughtless! What am I supposed to do? Sure enough, a few minutes later, this mother/grandmother/or relative yanks the two kids up by the arm, and starts walking out to the car, and looks at me and says, "Oh, thanks!"
Situation #2:
Now this just made me mad! Today, I was strolling through Target, and some random lady walks up to my cart, as if she were inspecting the contents of it. Hmmm, Huggies and Zip Loc bags, not too exciting. She then looks at me, and in her teacher voice, says, "I really wish you would use the strap on the seat, and buckle your baby up." I think to myself, I really wish you just would shut up and leave me alone. I know, that is not very nice. She rambles on about this story, about how her daughter in law didn't use the straps, and her grandson fell out, and hit his head, and got a concussion, and how she wishes I would just use the straps. Are you kidding me? I just came to buy diapers, lady. I mean, I am really sorry that happened to your grandson, but are you now on the safety board for cart patrol at Target? I may not be Mother of the Year, but I don't think I am totally inept, either. I have seen parents do some pretty crazy stuff to their children, but I don't really feel like it is my place to tell them what to do with their baby, I mean, its not like I left Jackson with a stranger in the mall play area so I could take packages out to my car! So, all you idiot mommies out there that don't use the safety straps , buckle those babies up!
Has this crazy stuff happened to anyone else?
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Trim the Tree Party
Tonight, after our crazy busy day, we had a party at our house. We had both sets of parents, and Brad and Lydia over to decorate the tree. We had soups, cookies, donut holes, and punch. My tree. Well, as you can see from lots of our posts, it is pretty much Jackson's world around here. Our house has a very open floor plan, so there is really no way to block anything off, if that makes any sense. So, the tree....I took all of my sentimental ornaments and put them in my bedroom on a tree that he can't reach. We put some shatterproof ornaments on the bottom, and Jackson took them off and threw them across the room, bowled with them, and played soccer with him, and cheered for himself, having the best time. So, he has some ornaments to play with, and only about 2/3 of our tree is decorated, which is the part that he can't reach. Seriously, I don't care. I am LOVING this chapter of my life and love having a 1/2 decorated Christmas tree. 
Do you love it?
Oh, check out my cousin Jennifer's, blog (linked on the side). Her updates about her poor tree are cracking me up!
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