Yesterday as I was making brother take his dreaded pink medicine (which in the past I believe he said tasted like ear wax) he tells me "thank you for ruining my life".
You are only 4 1/2 bud, I bet I can think of way worse things to do to you in the next 10-15 years. Look out.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Motherly reflections
Last night as I was sitting at my desk playing on the interweb my ds was laying on the loveseat next to me watching cartoons. I was surfing the web looking for something interesting when I suddenly noticed the snores coming from my right. Ds was asleep, laying flat on his stomach, his chubby cheek squished on the cushion, his arm hanging off the side of the loveseat. I waited a few minutes to see if he was asleep for the night...he was.
So with the skill that apparently all mothers possess, I picked him up while he was still asleep to carry him to his room across the hall. He breathed deep and burrowed his face in to my neck as we walked to his bed, me struggling to carry a floppy 48 pounds the last few steps and carefully lay him down and get him in his jammies still asleep. He helped me even though he never woke up, lifting his feet and his little butt as needed before he rolled over still asleep.
As I was walking out of his room I thought back to the times over the last 4 1/2 years that I've picked him up after he fell asleep somewhere besides bed. When he was a tiny baby his weight was like a feather and I could cradle him in one arm. His little baby face fitting perfectly in the crook of my neck, a little slobber to mark me as a mom on my shoulder. Now when I pick him up his face still fits my neck perfectly but now his feet hang past my waist. It won't be much longer and he'll be too big to pick up at all...like his sister.
I remember when I grew up and was too big for my dad to carry to bed. I was heartbroken when that happened but it's nothing compared to the heartbreak of realizing soon I won't be able to carry MY babies to bed.
So with the skill that apparently all mothers possess, I picked him up while he was still asleep to carry him to his room across the hall. He breathed deep and burrowed his face in to my neck as we walked to his bed, me struggling to carry a floppy 48 pounds the last few steps and carefully lay him down and get him in his jammies still asleep. He helped me even though he never woke up, lifting his feet and his little butt as needed before he rolled over still asleep.
As I was walking out of his room I thought back to the times over the last 4 1/2 years that I've picked him up after he fell asleep somewhere besides bed. When he was a tiny baby his weight was like a feather and I could cradle him in one arm. His little baby face fitting perfectly in the crook of my neck, a little slobber to mark me as a mom on my shoulder. Now when I pick him up his face still fits my neck perfectly but now his feet hang past my waist. It won't be much longer and he'll be too big to pick up at all...like his sister.
I remember when I grew up and was too big for my dad to carry to bed. I was heartbroken when that happened but it's nothing compared to the heartbreak of realizing soon I won't be able to carry MY babies to bed.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Oklahoma Traffic Jam
As my two readers know I don't live in town, I live in the country. And I am so glad I do! But occasionally we will have a traffic jam and have to wait a while for the road to clear. Saturday afternoon I experienced a traffic jam, the first in a while I will admit. I was going to town because we were having a birthday party for my dad (who turned 70!!!) and I was out of salt! Can you imagine being out of salt??
I was headed for town and could see something in the road up ahead. When I got to the spot it looked like this.....
Then it got bad and looked like this....
And finally they decided to move on and it looked like this out my side window.....
Those are my dad's calves that had got out. If you look closely in the distance there is a little white metal building..that's my dad's airstrip. Yes, my dad owns an airstrip LOL It's a grass runway but small planes do land there occasionally.
I was headed for town and could see something in the road up ahead. When I got to the spot it looked like this.....
Then it got bad and looked like this....
And finally they decided to move on and it looked like this out my side window.....
Those are my dad's calves that had got out. If you look closely in the distance there is a little white metal building..that's my dad's airstrip. Yes, my dad owns an airstrip LOL It's a grass runway but small planes do land there occasionally.
Monday, July 07, 2008
How is this for weird?
I was driving home from work today and noticed a car pulled off the road with a group of what looked like kids standing around it. As I was driving by (going about 55) it looked like a young teenaged girl laying on the ground behind the car! As I drove on I got to thinking more about it and realized that couldn't be good.
I turned around while I was contemplating calling 911 and drove back to the spot. While I was getting close I noticed a tow truck there and the car was pulling out in to the road. I guess no one had been ran over?!
I'm glad I turned around, it was making me sick to my stomach thinking that I might have driven by a bad accident and not stoppped to see what was going on.
Wierd. And it took me a while to get over that.
I turned around while I was contemplating calling 911 and drove back to the spot. While I was getting close I noticed a tow truck there and the car was pulling out in to the road. I guess no one had been ran over?!
I'm glad I turned around, it was making me sick to my stomach thinking that I might have driven by a bad accident and not stoppped to see what was going on.
Wierd. And it took me a while to get over that.
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