Getting bigger.....

This weekend Eric was vacuuming and had to move the high chair. He looks at it, and it's cumbersome heaviness and awkward shape and than at me and says "Should we just get rid of this?" as I slowly stopped doing dishes, I looked at him with what I am sure was the equivalent to Bambi doe eyes and said "No not yet" in my heart I know my boys will always be my babies, but it seems as though I am letting more and more of my babies go with each thing we get rid of. 1st it was the bouncy chairs and baby toys, then Aragorn's crib into a big boy bed, now the high chair.

We have started looking into kindergarten classes for Aragorn, as we feel he's ready, and will be more so by this next school year. Yet another step into big boydome I have to endure, one more step to admitting they are in fact growing up. It's a hard and emotional job being parents. On one hand you want them to grow up and do things on their own, be more independent. On the other, you long for the days when they were nestled into you breathing softly as you smiled down on them. It's hard to watch them do things on their own play video games, get some snacks, read a book, and not need you.

I am comforted by the fact though, that every now and then, when they think we're not paying attention, the boys will stop, calm down and look over and smile at us. I think, just to make sure that we're still behind them, no matter how independent they may get. To that I say, you'll always be our Baby Bear and Little bug no matter how big you get!!

A new house?

Well no, not really. BUT it will feel like a new one. It has been 5 years since we moved into our first home. And we have managed till now to avoid painting it. But this year we have decided to take the plunge and just get it done. We have decided to have it professionally done, as I H A T E painting. And have no desire to do the inside of the house, let alone the outside. We look forward to looking at paint and deciding what the new home will look like. . Lowe's here we come!!

Happy Fat Tuesday!!

A little laugh.......

I received this as an e-mail today and thought it was cute........

One day my mother was out, and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a gift, and it was one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room reading the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I came down the hall with a cup of tea for my Daddy; and she watched him drink it up. Then she said, (as only a mother would know), "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"

Memories.....

Yesterday as I riding with Eric and the boys to church Eric said he heard some old school country on the radio while he was driving into work Saturday, and he was glad, he misses old school country. It got me thinking. I remembered Sunday summer's with my mom in our house on Downing. I remember my mom the forever sun goddess used to get up early on Sunday's, we would usually eat some sort of egg breakfast and then it was outside. We had a large radio, that she would crank up so we could hear it in the yard. The music that came over the speakers was old school country. Johnny Cash, George Straight, Kenny Rodgers, Johnny Paycheck (take this job and shove it). I used to groan at the reminiscing the radio host would do. But, yesterday as I sat watching the world go by, I smiled. Because I was now reminiscing. Many a Sunday was spent with my mom, sitting in the sun, reading the funny pages as she ate her soft boiled egg and toast. And many of those days I was completely oblivious of my mother, happily content with my barbies, or the mud, or whatever friend was over that weekend. But as I look back now, I know those days were some of the best I ever had, just me, Mom, the sun, and Kenny.

Mom moment...........

I got an e-mail this evening asking us our opinion on things our pediatricians office is thinking of doing. I had a mom moment when i thought..........

You know you are a mom when you sit down and actually read the questions and answer them.


But you KNOW you are a mom when you actually put comments in the comments section........

Heart Day