fooled me once... fooled me twice

ok, so i have learned my lesson. no more working out while maggie is free in the house. she is a beautiful, destructive trouble magnet.

have you ever tried to get two full tubes of lip gloss off hard wood floors? it doesn't happen. i have tried everything, and my bathroom floor is a slick, shiny, vanilla pomegranate scented mess.

i should of stopped, yes i should of. she gave me warning when she came out of the bathroom and said, "i squeezed your wip stuff weely hard mommy. see? i a princess."

she had lovely lip gloss all over her mouth, and the way i saw it, that was better than black paint, right?

distracted

this is what happens when mama gets distracted with her work out and doesn't pay close attention to her 2 year old.

she said, "i just doing my homework mommy, my teacher says i hab to wook wike a kitty."

i am really proud of how kitty like she made herself. i am however a little teensy stressed about the fact i have to take her to the store like this.

trick or treat

oh i was so excited to have off for halloween this year.

1. no working when you have to turn the clocks back and work an extra hour.
2. no changing the batteries and clocks on 57 clocks on the inpatient units.
3. no working when there was a full moon.
4. no working when the computer system was scheduled for downtime.
5. getting to see my cute little goblins dress up and free load candy!


the vampire, baby leopard, brave knight and sneaky ninja getting ready to go trick or treat.






why you should go help your first grader get dressed for the school parade. im not sure if he is a latin dancer or a ninja, but something was definitely not right.


(yes that is bare chest hanging out of his backwards costume, and yes i worked the night before, was sound asleep in bed while he was parading around school like this.)

rats.

rats. i didn't think 7 year old boys could be so heart broken over winning or losing.

when carson's team lost their final playoff game by a touchdown, i assumed when he ran off the field to me crying he was hurt!! hurt was right but it was his poor little heart, not his arm which had just been face masked.

he was truly broken hearted about losing the game, real tears and real heart ache over not making the championship.

good thing he had trick or treating to look forward to in just a few hours...

touchdown!

who would of thought i would turn into one of those crazy sideline mom's - screaming and jumping like a loon. how can you help it when your little boy is running in the touchdown on the last play of the game?

tough guy.

tough guy making sure his mom watched him run in the td.

Joy

a little tidbit of joy on a rainy nasty cold day.

turn on a little MJ and let it loose.

your knees

i heard this song that scared me the other day. the line in it went something like "i guess we're all just a phone call away from our knees"
isn't that the truth?
i mean, i see terrible things happen to families every day, i hear about things that make me shudder.
beautiful little three year old's come into urgent care with an upset tummy and leave with a giant terminal tumor in their belly. their family's lives are changed from that day forth. i get to sit back and read about it on their blog, pray for them, thank god it is not my family.
i pray to god every night. i pray for him to please keep my family safe. please keep my children, brother's, friends, and parents healthy. please please please don't let tragedy strike me.
and then i get scared, like, if he thinks im too afraid of it, please don't test me, please don't show me i can handle it.
we have had our share of sadness, my husband lost his baby sister and his father within 11 months of each other a few years ago. both were phone calls received while life was normal. one morning we were sleeping and his aunt called to say his dad had died. one night i was at work and he called me and simply said "angie died." i was getting ready to go to lunch, i was laughing with my friends. i still remember who was standing on my sides as i held the phone. i remember driving to the hospital in the middle of the night.
phone calls that bring you to your knees.
i got my own scare a couple of years ago when my dad nearly died on his birthday.
jeff and i had just gotten back from christmas shopping and my mom called. your father collapsed at the boat. he is at the hospital now, i don't know what is wrong with him. she was worried about thanksgiving dinner. and then another call on his next birthday (remember this).

but he lived! it was a miracle both times!! it was crazy and i still have my dad. my mom still has her husband. my babies still have their grandpa.
but then his doctor called my cell phone by mistake the other day after a routine cat scan.
my heart skipped a beat. i haven't thought much about it lately. he is here, i see him, he is fine.
but the doctor said his remaining aneurysms are growing. they are on his spine.
they will wait until he passes out again and then attempt to operate.

see what i mean? one phone call away from our knees.
so i preach it. i write about it every few months. love every minute. love every crazy, not exciting, not vacation, not christmas, not perfect moment minute. love the every day things.
love each other.
tell each other.