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Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
A Beautiful Sunday
Wow, yesterday I had such an amazing time at church. It started out as an ordinary Sunday, but throughout the meetings, I felt so overwhelmed with gratitude. It is really hard to describe, but everything seemed to just hit home.
The speakers in Sacrament meeting spoke about drawing closer to God and then Jimmy had to speak because one of the speakers didn't show up. He told about a dream that he had about Jackson. Although, I had already heard about his dream, it was touching to hear about his experience again. Then, in Sunday School we talked about the natural man and how we sometimes have to fight that to accept Heavenly Father's will for us. Will spoke about his feelings about losing his wife recently. It was really touching to hear about his faith and struggles.
As Relief Society started, I sat and thought about how much I love the people in my ward and wondered when I would be able to share my feelings with them. Then, the teacher, Noreen, said that the lesson was about testimonies. She said that she kept being prompted as she thought about how to teach the lesson to make it a testimony meeting. So, I was able to share my testimony. I thought that she was really inspired. And I had that feeling where you think your heart will just beat out of your chest if you don't say something.
She also did a neat thing by asking us all to switch seats at the beginning of the meeting. Then, she explained that we don't grow without moving. Since I am literally moving in my life, it really hit home. I have thought as I try to look at the positive aspects of the move that it will be good for me to move out of my comfort zone. It will help me to grow. Noreen's example confirmed that to me.
I had such a joyful feeling of appreciation for my Heavenly Father and all of the blessings that he has given me. I know how much He loves me and am so grateful for the people that he has put into my path to teach me. When harder times come, I want to remember this feeling and the happiness that I feel in my life today. I'm so blessed to recognize the quiet peaceful way that the Holy Spirit speaks to us.
The speakers in Sacrament meeting spoke about drawing closer to God and then Jimmy had to speak because one of the speakers didn't show up. He told about a dream that he had about Jackson. Although, I had already heard about his dream, it was touching to hear about his experience again. Then, in Sunday School we talked about the natural man and how we sometimes have to fight that to accept Heavenly Father's will for us. Will spoke about his feelings about losing his wife recently. It was really touching to hear about his faith and struggles.
As Relief Society started, I sat and thought about how much I love the people in my ward and wondered when I would be able to share my feelings with them. Then, the teacher, Noreen, said that the lesson was about testimonies. She said that she kept being prompted as she thought about how to teach the lesson to make it a testimony meeting. So, I was able to share my testimony. I thought that she was really inspired. And I had that feeling where you think your heart will just beat out of your chest if you don't say something.
She also did a neat thing by asking us all to switch seats at the beginning of the meeting. Then, she explained that we don't grow without moving. Since I am literally moving in my life, it really hit home. I have thought as I try to look at the positive aspects of the move that it will be good for me to move out of my comfort zone. It will help me to grow. Noreen's example confirmed that to me.
I had such a joyful feeling of appreciation for my Heavenly Father and all of the blessings that he has given me. I know how much He loves me and am so grateful for the people that he has put into my path to teach me. When harder times come, I want to remember this feeling and the happiness that I feel in my life today. I'm so blessed to recognize the quiet peaceful way that the Holy Spirit speaks to us.
Movie Weekend
Until Friday, it had been since my birthday (4.5 months ago) that Jimmy and I had been out alone. We went to the movies and had a really fun time. Jimmy loves to embarrass me at the movies. It was supposed to be a scary movie, so he kept being really loud and making it seem like he was scared. Then, as we were outside after the movie, a guy ran past us and Jimmy acted like he was scared again. People were laughing all around us, thinking that he was serious. He is crazy! It was really nice to hang out without being interrupted by the kids. Thanks for babysitting Mom!
Saturday night I went out for a Girls Night Out with Emily and Tammy. It was so fun to go to the movies and to hang out and talk at dinner. I've known them both forever. It is so nice to have friends with whom you can say anything and feel totally comfortable. We have so much in common that I think we really understand each other. I love you guys!
What a fun weekend!
Saturday night I went out for a Girls Night Out with Emily and Tammy. It was so fun to go to the movies and to hang out and talk at dinner. I've known them both forever. It is so nice to have friends with whom you can say anything and feel totally comfortable. We have so much in common that I think we really understand each other. I love you guys!
What a fun weekend!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Luke's Nine Month Pictures
Blogger is still having issues. So, I am going to try to post Luke's pictures another way. Enjoy!
Here he is excited to go to pick up Jackson at nursery school.
I think this one is self explainatory. Can't you tell how much he likes green veggies?
Here he is excited to go to pick up Jackson at nursery school.
I think this one is self explainatory. Can't you tell how much he likes green veggies?
My "Nap"
I didn't realize how tired I was today until I nearly fell asleep while holding, and playing with, Luke. Luke is so unpredictable with his nightly sleep that I can be up with him two or six times per night. I though it was teething but now I don't know. Regardless, I don't feel like sleep training him before we move to my parents and then to Detroit, just to have to do it again so it will have to wait a few weeks.
When I should have been packing boxes, I bribed Jackson to be quiet for 30 minutes. If he could complete the task, I would give him a cookie. My exact words were, "Don't wake me up unless there is a major emergency, like a fire. And even if there IS a fire, ONLY wake me up if the smoke detector is NOT going off." He agreed and I went to lay down.
(I just had to give Luke the baby Heimlich for a quick second. Where was I?)
Well, lets just say I was interrupted at least 3 times during my nap and the house was NOT on fire. Most of the questions were about cookies. When I came out there were remnants of cookies all over and there was caramel on the toilet seat. (I didn't even ask how that happened.) So now, I am still tired and all of the junk food that was in the house is in Jimmy's car. Confiscated. I am tired of fighting!
When I should have been packing boxes, I bribed Jackson to be quiet for 30 minutes. If he could complete the task, I would give him a cookie. My exact words were, "Don't wake me up unless there is a major emergency, like a fire. And even if there IS a fire, ONLY wake me up if the smoke detector is NOT going off." He agreed and I went to lay down.
(I just had to give Luke the baby Heimlich for a quick second. Where was I?)
Well, lets just say I was interrupted at least 3 times during my nap and the house was NOT on fire. Most of the questions were about cookies. When I came out there were remnants of cookies all over and there was caramel on the toilet seat. (I didn't even ask how that happened.) So now, I am still tired and all of the junk food that was in the house is in Jimmy's car. Confiscated. I am tired of fighting!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Vaccines
As part of the usual well baby check-ups, we always have to deal with the vaccine issue. I didn't worry about vaccines much with Jackson, but I am becoming more and more aware of friends, and parents of children that I have worked with, who feel that their child was fine before a vaccine and their development stalled or regressed after a vaccine. I still believe that vaccines are crucial. They have helped to eradicate many deadly diseases from our society. But, I am still concerned. Some will say that I am an overly anxious mother or am too compulsive, but I'd rather be safe than sorry.
So, I decided to go with a more gradual vaccine schedule for Luke. I've done a little research on vaccines and what they contain as well as the diseases that they are protecting us from. I have come to realize that doctors have very little knowledge about the additives in vaccines. They usually just say that they are very important and that they don't cause X, Y, or Z. Well, I will believe that when they prove exactly what does cause X, Y, and Z. Until then, I will be cautious with my children.
For those of you who don't know, there are new vaccines added to the recommended vaccine schedule all the time. So, Luke is supposed to get two more than Jackson did at the same age. That means at some appointments 6 vaccines for a tiny little baby. That is alot of exposure to chemicals and diseases at one time! And, to be honest, I am not concerned about my 9 month old contracting a sexually transmitted disease or Polio so I don't feel badly at all for waiting until he is older.
I have to say that after reading and researching this is one of the first times that I felt the power of being armed with knowledge. I could tell my doctor my thoughts and what I was going to do for my baby without too much of an argument because of my knowledge. That is a great feeling. If you are interested in learning more a good website is www.askdrsears.com/thevaccinebook.
UPDATE: (To avoid further confusion, I in no way believe that I know more than doctors know. I have been told by a couple of doctors that they don't get much, if any, training about how vaccines work or what the additives are that vaccines contain. And, this seems to be true after speaking to my current pediatritian. I reapeat, I do not know more than doctors!!!)
So, I decided to go with a more gradual vaccine schedule for Luke. I've done a little research on vaccines and what they contain as well as the diseases that they are protecting us from. I have come to realize that doctors have very little knowledge about the additives in vaccines. They usually just say that they are very important and that they don't cause X, Y, or Z. Well, I will believe that when they prove exactly what does cause X, Y, and Z. Until then, I will be cautious with my children.
For those of you who don't know, there are new vaccines added to the recommended vaccine schedule all the time. So, Luke is supposed to get two more than Jackson did at the same age. That means at some appointments 6 vaccines for a tiny little baby. That is alot of exposure to chemicals and diseases at one time! And, to be honest, I am not concerned about my 9 month old contracting a sexually transmitted disease or Polio so I don't feel badly at all for waiting until he is older.
I have to say that after reading and researching this is one of the first times that I felt the power of being armed with knowledge. I could tell my doctor my thoughts and what I was going to do for my baby without too much of an argument because of my knowledge. That is a great feeling. If you are interested in learning more a good website is www.askdrsears.com/thevaccinebook.
UPDATE: (To avoid further confusion, I in no way believe that I know more than doctors know. I have been told by a couple of doctors that they don't get much, if any, training about how vaccines work or what the additives are that vaccines contain. And, this seems to be true after speaking to my current pediatritian. I reapeat, I do not know more than doctors!!!)
Luke is Nine Months Old!
Yesterday we went to Luke's nine month check-up. It was a little sad because it will be our last trip to his pediatrician. When he was born, I FINALLY found a doctor's office that I love. (I have been trying to post some pictures, but Blogger is giving me a hard time. I'll have to post them later.) Luke weighed in at 19 lbs (30th percentile) and measured 28.5 inches long (60th percentile). People are constantly telling me that he is huge, but I really think it is because of his big head and chubby, chubby cheeks. Luke is sitting up, but hasn't quite figured out how to get around. (I personally hope that he waits until we get to Michigan. It will be much easier to get everything done, and live at my parents for a few weeks, if he isn't mobile.) Luke loves jumping and being in a standing position. He gets very excited to see the world that way. He loves watching his big brother who can make Luke laugh endlessly. Luke is still toothless, so we get lots of those gummy grins! He is usually a happy baby and loves to smile at just about anyone especially Mommy, Daddy, Jackson, Grandma and Pop Pop. We love you Luke!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Jackson's B-ball Skills
Jackson has been dying to have a video of himself on the blog. So, we took this video of him playing basketball yesterday. Enjoy!
Spring!
For a couple of weeks in the early spring, the trees all bloom with the most brilliant colors. These photos really don't do it justice. I love to drive through the neighborhood and feel like I am driving through a tunnel of flowers. Then, as the wind blows the blossoms off the trees, it looks like it is snowing. We were walking to the bank and the park yesterday and we came upon a spot with pink blooms on the trees. We had to walk through a sidewalk filled with pink petals. At these times I feel so blessed to be surrounded by such beauty. (And for the ability to see and notice it.)
Cathedrals
My friend sent this to me. I'm not sure who wrote it, but it really touched me. It is about Moms, but I would add Dads, as well.
Invisible Moms
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer,
"What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I
looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Carol , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it
will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my daughter to tell the friend she's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want her to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more
to say to her friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Invisible Moms
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer,
"What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I
looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Carol , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it
will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my daughter to tell the friend she's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want her to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more
to say to her friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Baby Shower Day for Kim!
Well, I'm busy planning for my sister, Kim's, baby shower tonight. I am really excited. As I shopped for items, I got a little carried away with the pink. Everything in my house is blue, so this is a fun change. In honor of her, I have decided to post this video in hopes that she doesn't have a birth experience like this one...
or this one... (Don't worry, it isn't pornographic as you might assume from the picture.)
or this one... (Don't worry, it isn't pornographic as you might assume from the picture.)
Thursday, April 10, 2008
When Mommy Procrastinates...
Well, I have 7 Billion things to do today. So, I decided to have a photo shoot instead. Luke, please forgive me...
First, I thought I would take a risky picture of Lukie enjoying the view from the mantle.
Then, things really got out of hand. I was just in a very Mark Twain kind of mood. Here is our very own Tom Sawyer.
"Mama, where is my riverboat?"
"Are we done yet?"
One more..
Ok, now I can go back to fixing up the house for the renters, packing, and getting ready for Kim's baby shower. Oh yeah, and taking care of my kids :)
First, I thought I would take a risky picture of Lukie enjoying the view from the mantle.
Then, things really got out of hand. I was just in a very Mark Twain kind of mood. Here is our very own Tom Sawyer.
"Mama, where is my riverboat?"
"Are we done yet?"
One more..
Ok, now I can go back to fixing up the house for the renters, packing, and getting ready for Kim's baby shower. Oh yeah, and taking care of my kids :)
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Religious Consistancy
This weekend was General Conference for my Church. Recently, the former Prophet, Gordon B. Hinkley, passed away. This was the first time that I have heard the new Prophet, Thomas S. Monson speak as the President of the Church. It is always hard when this happens because I have grown to love the previous prophet and what he has taught. The thing that I'm so grateful for is that I know that my Church is lead by Jesus Christ and that the teachings of any Prophet (or Church leader) will be in accordance with the teachings of Jesus Christ. Individual people may mistakenly teach the wrong thing, but it would quickly be corrected.
I've heard so many times, friends and relatives of other religions leaving their congregations because they disagreed with the Pastor or Minister. Or going "church shopping" to find the "right" congregation within their chosen religion. Or, even, staying in the congregation even though they disagree with the preacher (Barrack).
That is sad to me. If one believes in a particular religion, then the teachings of that religion should remain the same no matter who is teaching them. I'm glad that I can count on that as we plan our move and attend the congregation closest to our new home. I know that the Gospel will remain the same no matter where I go and that brings me great comfort.
I've heard so many times, friends and relatives of other religions leaving their congregations because they disagreed with the Pastor or Minister. Or going "church shopping" to find the "right" congregation within their chosen religion. Or, even, staying in the congregation even though they disagree with the preacher (Barrack).
That is sad to me. If one believes in a particular religion, then the teachings of that religion should remain the same no matter who is teaching them. I'm glad that I can count on that as we plan our move and attend the congregation closest to our new home. I know that the Gospel will remain the same no matter where I go and that brings me great comfort.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Breaking the Moving News
We made milkshakes last night and told Jackson about the move. We figured that it was time, since everyone knew except for him. (Plus, we have to start packing and he is pretty observant :) )
He was not very happy. He said that he didn't want to move to Michigan. He was very interested in knowing how he would have playdates with all of his friends. He wanted to make sure that Nala and Nemo, our pet cat and fish, would be there. We showed him pictures of the house and talked about how Daddy would work in the Motor City. He cried. I feel so badly about making him leave his friends. I feel badly about leaving MY friends. I guess we will make new friends together. We decided that we would be detectives and find all of the things he likes to do in Maryland when we get to Michigan. This morning he asked if it was an April Fool's joke :(
He was not very happy. He said that he didn't want to move to Michigan. He was very interested in knowing how he would have playdates with all of his friends. He wanted to make sure that Nala and Nemo, our pet cat and fish, would be there. We showed him pictures of the house and talked about how Daddy would work in the Motor City. He cried. I feel so badly about making him leave his friends. I feel badly about leaving MY friends. I guess we will make new friends together. We decided that we would be detectives and find all of the things he likes to do in Maryland when we get to Michigan. This morning he asked if it was an April Fool's joke :(
Friday, April 4, 2008
We have a house!
We just got the call that our offer was accepted on the house that we were hoping to get. We are just renting, but it was a close call because there were other offers. It is so relieving to know that we have a place to live - that there is one less thing to do. Here are some pictures:
It is exciting to think that we will have so much more space. The house is 2400 square feet, plus the basement. (Our current house is 1200 square feet with no basement.) There is an angular staircase in the foyer that leads to the four bedrooms. (Stairs, can you believe it! I guess Luke will learn to climb them much faster than Jackson did.) There are 2 1/2 bathrooms, a living room, a family room, a den, a mud room, and a partially finished basement. I will have to figure out what to do about the blue carpet in the living room. (I'm not a fan of it.) The two car garage will be great for snowy mornings. There is a small covered deck in the backyard. We visited the school which is in a great school district. And to think that we will be paying the same amount that our renters will pay for our current house! There is something to say for moving to a place that is in a recession. Soon, Jimmy, Jackson and I won't have to fight over whose turn it is in the bathroom. Of course the house is on Whitehaven Drive, so we are not sure about the welcome our little mixed up family will bring LOL :) Michigan is the land of lakes and we will have lots of space for visitors, so pack your bags!
Here is a link to find out info about the city. (I know that you are SO interested.)
http://www.city-data.com/city/Troy-Michigan.html
Ok, I can't figure out how to make it a link. So, for those of you who are bored enough, you will have to highlight and copy the address. Sorry.
It is exciting to think that we will have so much more space. The house is 2400 square feet, plus the basement. (Our current house is 1200 square feet with no basement.) There is an angular staircase in the foyer that leads to the four bedrooms. (Stairs, can you believe it! I guess Luke will learn to climb them much faster than Jackson did.) There are 2 1/2 bathrooms, a living room, a family room, a den, a mud room, and a partially finished basement. I will have to figure out what to do about the blue carpet in the living room. (I'm not a fan of it.) The two car garage will be great for snowy mornings. There is a small covered deck in the backyard. We visited the school which is in a great school district. And to think that we will be paying the same amount that our renters will pay for our current house! There is something to say for moving to a place that is in a recession. Soon, Jimmy, Jackson and I won't have to fight over whose turn it is in the bathroom. Of course the house is on Whitehaven Drive, so we are not sure about the welcome our little mixed up family will bring LOL :) Michigan is the land of lakes and we will have lots of space for visitors, so pack your bags!
Here is a link to find out info about the city. (I know that you are SO interested.)
http://www.city-data.com/city/Troy-Michigan.html
Ok, I can't figure out how to make it a link. So, for those of you who are bored enough, you will have to highlight and copy the address. Sorry.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Video Test - Luke Jumping
This is my attempt at teaching myself how to upload and post video. We just got a new camera. This is Luke's favorite activity. He is eight months old now.
My obsessions
There are few things that I enjoy more in this world than soda and fast food. I can't get enough. And because I am such a person who has an annoying all or nothing mentality, I have to cut myself off. Some might argue that I should just limit myself to something like one soda per day. I have tried this approach and it does not work for me. (It is a good thing that I don't drink alcohol. I am pretty confident that I would be an out of control alcoholic if I did.) It really doesn't matter what kind of fast food or soda that it is. It is all wonderful. Because of this obsession, I have made a rule that I can only partake of fast food or soda on one day per month. April 1st was my special day and boy did I enjoy myself. Well, it is April 3rd now and I just had McDonald's with a Diet Coke...for breakfast! Since my one day has turned into three days of junk - no water, fruits, or vegetables; I must publicly make my commitment for this month. So, I'm off the sauce until May 1st. Feel free to pray for me ;)
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Our house hunt
We are back from our very tiring trip to Detroit. We looked at so many homes. Most were very nice. Of course, the one we really wanted had already accepted an offer. So, today we are working on placing an offer on our second choice. It is so frustrating. We have gone back and forth with the realtor so many times that I can't count. There is another application in and we are trying to get them to choose us. We have other choices but I just want to know where we are going to live to get it off my to do list. I was a little disappointed to find out that the school district only has half day kindergarten. Jackson already goes to school 5 1/2 days a week and most of his friends are going to all day pre-k programs. You can send them to a full day that adds music and art to the curriculum for a mere $3000 payment! By the way, this is a PUBLIC school.
It is so good to be home, though. We went straight to Jackson's school to pick him up. He got a big smile on his face when he saw us. He gave us hugs and then promptly asked if he could sleep at Grandma's and Papa's tonight. I'm glad that he had so much fun. It is comforting to know that he feels so comfortable with them. However, it is really nice to be back home and together.
It is so good to be home, though. We went straight to Jackson's school to pick him up. He got a big smile on his face when he saw us. He gave us hugs and then promptly asked if he could sleep at Grandma's and Papa's tonight. I'm glad that he had so much fun. It is comforting to know that he feels so comfortable with them. However, it is really nice to be back home and together.
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