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Showing posts with label Colby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Colby. Show all posts

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Thought you needed a laugh today

I took these videos of my boys almost 2 years ago.
They were eating cranberries.
Wish I video taped them more often.
Guess, that should be my new goal.
Enjoy!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Meaningful message

The sermon was long...longer than usual.
We had a guest pastor.
I was trying to listen to what he was saying... but couldn't.
I couldn't because Colby's cold little fingers kept running up the back of my arm, up into my armpit, tickling me.
I whisper, "Quit." but as I do, Colby giggles.
He is tickling and giggling and I can't help myself...I begin to snicker.

Through my snickers I attempt to whisper, "Quit" again, but right about that time his cold fingers dig deep into my armpit.
I squirm.
His infectious laughter gets louder.
I have to join in.
It's been TOO long since we have laughed like this.

...It was a good message I got at church today...and I have no idea what the sermon was about.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Back to School



wipe the tears
it'll be okay
why are you crying?
it'll be just fine.
okay. go ahead and get it out.
just walk away
spend a little some time by yourself
do you feel better?

"What??!! Oh, no Sweetheart...Mommy is just fine. Glad to see you like your class so much!"

Who knew dropping my youngest off at preschool would be so hard?...on me.
(Thanks G'ma Gail for the cool green shirts!)

Friday, August 7, 2009

Some wishes never come true

Colby said, "You know what I wish Mom?"
Me:"What son?"
Colby: "I wish you and dad lived in the same house again."
Me: (smile falling from my face) "That's never gonna happen."

I'm just realizing that my son is the same age I was when my parents divorced.
I remember having a similiar conversation with my mom...already knowing that was never going to happen.
I remember many feelings I felt around those times and conversations imprinted forever on my mind.
I remember being torn between wanting to love both parents, but not wanting to dishearten either parent because I had love for the other.

...I don't want my son to feel torn.