I knew it was coming

I haven't had a chance in a couple of days to sit down and post anything. So here is my story from earlier in the week. Brent and I were laying around on Sunday afternoon, (isn't that what you are supposed to do?) while the kids were napping. At least we thought they were napping. Suddenly we heard this loud thud, followed by hysterical crying. Reese (15 months) climbed and fell out of his crib! Brent jumped up and ran toward his room and by the time he got to the door Reese was coming out of the room.
Brooks never did this. I mean, he never even attempted to do this. I know every child is different, but it looks like this is going to be an interesting next couple of years.
Let's hope that Reese has already forgotten how he did that.

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had a good thanksgiving. All of Brent's family came to our house for lunch. It was good to get to spend time with everyone. Here is a picture of the whole gang.

I hope everyone had a safe and happy holiday!

Update

I just talked to Julie on the phone and they were almost back home with Cooper! He is doing much better and starting to eat a little more. He did have Bronchiolitis. The doctors told them that if an adult had the same thing, we would just feel like we had a cold, but to a baby it can be bad news. Thank you to all who were praying for the family. God answers prayers!

Prayer Request

Brent and my day started with a call to let us know that our dear friends Charlie and Julie's son Cooper had to be air-lifted to Children's Hospital in B'ham last night. He just turned 11 months old and is just the cutest! He was having problems breathing and Julie took him to her pediatrician, which sent them to Baptist South, which sent them to B'ham. We drove up there this afternoon and he seems to be doing better. They are going to keep him at least until tomorrow up there. They should know some test results tomorrow as to what he actually has. (Maybe Bronchiolitis?) Please everyone keep Cooper and the family in your prayers.
The thing that struck me the most about the situation was Julie telling me about how she felt as she was leaving Baptist South and watched her son fly away in a helicopter. I CANNOT IMAGINE!!!
It really made me stop and think about the whole situation. Here I am getting stressed out about Thanksgiving, (do I have all my ingredients for the dressing, where is everyone going to sit, should we use the fine china, etc.) when if you step back and thing about it, it doesn't really matter. Most of the things we worry about in life, really don't matter in the long run. These are all just things. Things don't matter. Family, friends, relationships, and most importantly Faith is all that really matters.
I will try and post tomorrow when I hear more.

Momma...What?

Reese now has a new phrase that I noticed for the first time this weekend. He will say, "Momma...what"! I guess he just picked this up from me responding with "what?" everytime he says "Momma".



I cut his hair this afternoon and I think it turned out ok. Here is a before and after.





Last week I bought a new radio on Ebay for the Xterra because the one I have now has a CD stuck in it. I bought another one just like the one I have. The "new" one is used but it is just like the one I have now. I got it in the mail Saturday and Brent put it in this afternoon. Well guess what, we turned in on and there is a CD stuck in the new one as well. I am so mad! I emailed the guy a little while ago and am waiting on a response. I guess Nissan has a problem with their radios. But beyond that, this seller did not mention that the radio/cd player is not working right. We shall see what happens...

Check up

Reese went for his 15 month check-up today. After an hour in the waiting room we went back to a room. Reese started crying as soon as Dr. Trumbell came in the room. It progressed to the point that I really couldn't hear what the doctor was telling me. I think I got most of what he was saying. We left an hour and forty-five minutes after we had arrived. Reese cried most of the way home as well. Let's just say by the time the kids went to bed, my nerves were shot.

Brent is currently on his way to north Georgia to go on a hiking trip with his friends. bkrenegades.com

I really think they are going to freeze their hiney's off tonight. I hope he has fun!

Saturday the boys are going to get their picture made with Santa. "Santa" is my mom's cousin, which I think makes me and Santa second cousins. He retired a couple of years ago, and decided he wanted to be Santa. He grew his beard out and even dresses the part all year long. (by that I mean he always has on red or green of some kind!) He even has cards that he gives to children that have his picture on them and they say "I met Santa" Here is the boy's picture with Santa last year.

Hard Day

I had to work from home on Tuesday. That may sound like the best of both worlds as in-making money while staying home with the kids-but it isn't all it is cracked up to be. With the job I have, if I work from home I have to be "working", meaning I can't just do a little work, then play with my kids, etc. They keep a log to see what you are doing at what time. So, needless to say it is hard to accomplish.
The boys are generally really good. Brooks understands that I have to work and is really good to get Reese to come play with him in his room. They were being pretty quiet so I decided to go check on them. I was watching them in Brooks' room without him knowing that I was spying. Reese tried to play with one of Brooks' trains. Brooks yelled at Reese and then hit him on the head. It was really hard too! I yelled his name and he jerked around like a deer caught in head lights. I went into this tirade of "What are you thinking?, Have you lost your mind? Do you think that feels good to him?" I spanked him and made him go in mine and Brent's room for awhile. (Just a side note, Brooks doesn't cry when we spank him. So, I never really know if I am getting through to him. If he does cry about something, then we know it is a pretty big deal and we better pay attention to the situation.)
Now fast forward to later in the afternoon, they were playing again, and I heard Reese scream. I asked Brooks what happened and he said, "Do I have to tell the truth?" I said yes and he sighed and said, "Momma, I think I lost my mind." He was dead serious too. That was his explanation for what had happened. I admit I laughed at him, as did Brent later when Brooks was telling him what happened.

Beware!

I am always suspicious when I get an email that is just too crazy or too great to believe. I recently got an email about a new movie coming out called The Golden Compass. I was told "do not take your children to see this movie!" I checked it out for myself and found that what the email included was true. I am going to copy what was posted on www.snopes.com

"There will be a new Children's movie out in December called THE GOLDEN COMPASS. It is written by Phillip Pullman, a proud atheist who belongs to secular humanist societies. He hates C.S. Lewis's Chronical's of Narnia and has written a trilogy to show the other side. The movie has been dumbed down to fool kids and their parents in the hope that they will buy his trilogy where in the end the children kill God and everyone can do as they please. Nicole Kidman stars in the move so it will probably be advertised a lot. This is just a friendly warning that you sure won't hear on the regular TV."

The website confirmed that this was true! I don't usually take a second look at things like this but I felt I just needed to share this. When Brent and I went and saw The Bee Movie, there was a preview for this movie and it actually looked intriguing. I feel like parents will take their children to this movie, without knowing what it is truly about. Please spread the word!

This Morning

Let me tell you how my morning started off. I got ready for work this morning and was going to head out and feed the new ducks. As I am about to walk out the door, I noticed a girl sitting out by our pond. She looked to be around 12 or 13.

IT WAS 5:45 IN THE MORNING!!!

There are a lot of families in our neighborhood that let their children come down to the pond. It doesn't bother Brent and I if they ask first. So that got me to thinking. What child that age gets up at that time of day, and what parent would let them come down to our house at that time of morning.

(Let me also point out that we don't have any blinds across the back of our house, because as we thought up until today, "who is going to see us?" We don't have any neighbors behind us. There are many mornings when Brent or I walk through the house dressed indecently, trying to get ready, because again, "who is going to see us?" Now I have the answer- "random neighborhood girl" is going to see us!)

I am not confrontational, so I just waited a few minutes and watched her try and feed a wild mushroom to the ducks, and then trek on up the street toward wherever. When I went out there, someone had left a big rubber tub and a towel by the pond. (People also leave random junk around the pond-but that is for another day.) I guess someone thought that these wild ducks needed a place to sleep. Of course they are not going to get in that tub! So, now we have more random junk to clean up.

Is it just me, or is this strange?

Day at Home

The boys and I spent the day at home today. Here is our time outside playing in the back yard.
My two sweet boys...(complete with yucky drool)...

Brooks watching the ducks....

Aren't days where you have nothing to do nice?

New Ducks!

We have new ducks at our house! In October, the state fair was in town and they had baby animals for everyone to look at. Well, I guess when the fair packed up and left town, they left the ducks. They needed a home so they came to live with us. We have other ducks that live in the pond, but I am anxious to see how this turns out. I hope they all can get along. There are 13 of them! The pictures are of them arriving today.