"....I'll give it time; give it space and be still for a spell. When it's time to walk that way, we want to walk it well. I'll be waiting for you baby, I'll be holding back the darkest night. Love is waiting till we're ready; til its right. Love is waiting...."
Love is Waiting- Brooke Fraser

An Opinion Piece

Last night on Survivor, Matt, who had just been on Redemption Island for the last 5 weeks, got to return to the game, only to be voted off again and return to his exile the same episode.

The entire episode he waxed poetic about how it must be God's Will. On and on and on... God this, Christian that.

Well, let me tell you... If God exists then he/she has better things to worry about than a reality TV show.

Our world is dealing with seemingly endless natural disasters lately, unrest in the Middle East, people in North America losing their homes, not to mention radioactive waste leaking into our ocean.

Get a fucking clue.

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{"Givez meh da gidaffe an nobodyz gets hert.  An don tellz maw kay?"}



FIIIIVVVVEEE GOLDEN MONTHS ...

"Four calling birds, three french ... "  Oh wait a minute.

Yep.  The little guy is five months today.  I can't believe he's getting so big.  But you don't want to hear me talk about how big he is, you want to SEE how big he is.  All cute n' chubby in his chair.  So here we go, five month chair pics comin' up!

{"I'm sooooo over this chair thing.  So what, it's a chair.  And I'm a chubby baby.  I don't see the appeal."}

{"Oh but wait, you've got Elmo.  Now you're talkin'."}

{"I mean ... Elmo's for babies.  And I'm clearly not a baby.  I'm going to try not and giggle and his furry redness and giant plastic eyes ..."}

{"Oh Elmo.  You sucked me in again.  You're HILARIOUS, bahahahahaha."}

And in other news, C rolled from his back to tummy today!  On his 5 month birfday.  Way to go little man!!!

Look How Far We Come

I have the blessing of keeping journals (I haven't been dedicated with constantly writing though, lol). The blessing isn't the actual journal but the entries. It is just amazing to look at my entries from 2-4 years back and I also have some as far back to High School! I can honestly say I can't believe how far the Lord has brought me. I look at the entries in moments of distress, when I am crying out to God, when He reveals things to me, etc. and I am truly amazed. I am determined now to keep up with my journal entries so that I can look back on it 10, 20 years from now and just see what was going on in my head, how God turned things around, and just how amazing He is and always will be. I encourage you to write your thoughts out and see how much clearer your mind feels. Be blessed.

Weekend of Firsts!

This weekend was full of firsts for our little C-nut (not as in crazy C, more like peanut ... with a C ... the fact that I had to explain it makes it not as cute).  Saturday the Mister had some last minute change of plans and needed to go help a few of our friends move so C had to go with me to a good friend of mine's baby shower.  Sweet Kat is having baby boy Jackson (woo hoo boys!) in May and we're SO excited to have another buddy to play with (and another member of the Baylor FIJI pledge class 2028/2029 - wow, that sounds weird - a ton of the Mister's fraternity brothers and their wives have had little boys around the same time C was born).  He did really REALLY well and flirted (per usual) with all the girls there.  See?  Here's proof ...

{"Momma's best friend is puurrrrttttty."}

{"Now it's time for pictures with mommy.  I'm mad that she's trying to shove that sucky thing in my mouth."}

{"Alright fine, maybe I like the sucky thing but now she's trying to tickle me!  I'm pretty sure she thinks this is funnier than I do."}

{"Alright fine mom, but I'm not too sure about this ..."}

He did SO great, only got a BIT fussy about the time we had to leave.  BUT, it was time for him to eat in his defense.  After the shower we ran home to get ready to go to C's FIRST friend's birfday party.  Our good friends, the Venturas, were having a party for their son Harrison's 2nd birfday.  We made a quick change to our casual "shoes" ...

Had a bottle (and burped a few times) to make sure he was full and happy.

And headed to the party.  C did great there as well, of course his mom was too stressed out about there being several kids there running around, EEEK GERMS completely forgot to take pictures.  We had a really good time, and so did sweet Harrison!  Then, Saturday night we had plans to go out to celebrate the Mister's 30th (late) with some close friends however our babysitting plans fell through.  My mom and stepdad stepped in to take care of him and decided to go ahead and keep him overnight (i.e. first time for him to spend the night away from home, eeek!) so we could stay out a little later and not have to worry about picking him up and waking him up to bring him home.  We met up with our friends at Fox Sports and had a wonderful time ...

... and ended up leaving at like 11:30pm.  We all have kids.  And apparently have the "staying-out-span" of a 60 year old.  Once the Mister and I got home both of us looked at each other and at about the same time said "I MISS OUR BOY!"  I'm not even kidding, I almost jumped in the car at midnight and went to pick him up from my mom's.  Instead we both got in bed and, like little kids waiting for Christmas morning, woke up about 50 times before it was time to go get him the next morning.  My mom gave us the go ahead to sleep in and get him at 9am however I ended up getting there a full hour before that.  MAN I missed that little guy.  This worries me a bit about the weekend coming up where the Mister and I are going out of town Friday - Sunday.  I don't know HOW we're going to handle that!!!

Yesterday we spent the day relaxing.  Please meet my new favorite addition to our home.

C's swing is right next to it, so while he napped, I napped.  It was glorious.  The Mister thinks it's his chair.  What he doesn't know won't hurt him.

I hope y'all had wonderful weekends as well and were able to enjoy the GORGEOUS weather!!!

 

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"Nuh uh maw, it wuz him, uh promeez."

Oh and ...

I'm so funny ...

Happy weekend from two of my three boys!