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Four Generations
Ryan's Step Dad collects civil war memorabilia.
Civil war cannon. It can still be fired.
Civil war cannon. It can still be fired.
Lena Mae today.
8 years ago
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Father day Ryan's side.
Fathers day was a long day. We made a cookout, a visit to my parents, and then a trip up to the lake. It made for an interesting day of Photo's.
Computer overload.
Abby and Trinity best of Friends. :)I am trying to catch up with all my computer tasks. WOW! Is all I can think to say. I am truly amazed at the things I have missed out on, the reasons I NEED my computer, and all the daunting tasks to catch up on. Some of them are not a must, but I really enjoy the blogging thing. The whole time without a computer I kept thinking of ideas on blogging this and blogging that. Plus it is fun to follow other blogs too.
Monday, June 8, 2009
In my backyard
Just a few things I found in my backyard. My Irises.
A very pretty Rhododendron Bush.
Abby Chewing on a stick. If she is not doing this then she is chasing chipmunks up our down spouts. It's very entertaining.
My very over grown bench. Whenever I get this done, it will be my favorite spot.
All my veggies are coming up!
This is technically in my front yard.
It's a definite challenge to get outside and work. I take Trinity with me but she now is putting grass in her mouth. She choked and vomited some up the other day. This is too bad, because she loves to be outside with me. For now it has to be when she has my undivided attention. The garden will wait for me.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Cousin Fun
First touch of sand.
Beach fun. Trinity was a little over due for a nap so she snuggled with dad on the blanket.
Cousin Sophia playing in the sand.
Trinity's face just craps me up!
Cousin Sophia playing in the sand.
Sophia and Trinity are having so much fun growing up together. They had a lunch date and then back to the house for lot's of hugs and kisses.
Trinity's face just craps me up!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
mother day
Who wouldn't want to be a mom!
Well I had my first mothers day this year. I don't really know if I am supposed to feel any different or special. I don't. It was just another day. Due to the fact that my daughter is only 7 months old doesn't qualify me as a seasoned mother yet. I don't feel as though I deserve any recognition yet. It seems that those mothers that have two children, or are traveling in the teen era need the glory. I'm just taking care of my baby. Really just adjusting to the whole thing still.
We managed to spend the day at the lake house with some family. It was too cold for anything outside, but was still a relaxing scene overlooking the lake. A grill out and and some mother day gifts. It doesn't get any better than that. I ended up receiving a plant, some new stamps from hero art, and a stepping stone for my garden. I also managed to get a large Chi late from Starbucks. Thanks Ryan! Man I miss those. One of the many things I do without now as a mother. I see it as well worth the sacrifice though. It just makes it more special when I do get one. Okay I have to stop talking about it. I'm really starting to crave one now. My mind is already thinking of ways to get one tomorrow. That's terrible.
Some of my gifts
My mommy made me this card.
Isn't it cute!
Having fun with Grandma!
Last but not least. My church viewed this video of "The Mom Song". It hilarious. watch it and enjoy.
Monday, April 27, 2009
A Sunday Adventure
I had planned on having over this nice new couple from our church on Sunday. I was nervous for more than one reason, but mainly because they were coming over right after church. I had to prepare dinner in front of them practically. My Stove is not a newbie so I could not have an already prepared and cooked meal. I decided the menu would be grilled pork chops, and the fixing's. The last half an hour before church let out I was feeling the buzz of nerves in my stomach. It's strange to me that we can get so out of order with a simple meal. I kept thinking... would it taste good, would it take too long, what if they don't like my choice in food, etc... Weird. I should also mention the social class difference we have. He is an Oncologist, and she is a Psychologist. I mean talk about feeling like I don't belong. My husband fits in with all of his smarty pants stuff. But me? I am a stay at home mommy and a dog groomer for crying out loud. I kept telling myself that it's fine. I'm sure they are just happy being invited over.
It turns out that yes, it was fine. I did put my guests to work. Not intentionally, but she did offer to help peel potatoes. I was thankful for it too. They were very warm and delightful to be around, and strangely made me feel comfortable in MY own house.
While in the midst of preparing dinner Trinity decided to get hungry, and because I nurse her I was a little frustrated at the timing. Of course my new fond friends pulled through again by offering to feed her. I prepared a bottle and Trinity became Miss Content again.
Moving on to the fun stuff. They have a 2.5 month old and he enjoyed dinner on his moms lap. It was very entertaining to say the least. He kept saying more meat when he had a pile of it on his plate. He had a little break down over it and they started to get uncomfortable with it and apologized. I had to laugh. Kids are so unique in the timing of their absurdities. Here we are finally sitting down to a nice dinner with good conversation, and he is in distraught over having more meat. The funniest thing happened next. He reaches out to his moms plate and grabs the pork chop and just starts taking bites out of it. Here is this kid and a huge slab of meat in his hands and he is just going to town on it. He was a happy little camper after that. I made the comment of him being a real man. We laughed and his father said he had never been so proud. It was a fun moment.
Of course Trinity surprises Ryan with a extra wet diaper. He finds a puddle on his lap. I explain that I forgot to change her diaper in all the chaos. Whoops! Away Ryan goes with wet pants and a mess to clean up in Trinity's pants. He took it like a father though.
Before I became a mother I had never been peed on, vomited on, sneezed on, and so many other bodily functions released. It's almost a daily occurrence now.
I had planned on having over this nice new couple from our church on Sunday. I was nervous for more than one reason, but mainly because they were coming over right after church. I had to prepare dinner in front of them practically. My Stove is not a newbie so I could not have an already prepared and cooked meal. I decided the menu would be grilled pork chops, and the fixing's. The last half an hour before church let out I was feeling the buzz of nerves in my stomach. It's strange to me that we can get so out of order with a simple meal. I kept thinking... would it taste good, would it take too long, what if they don't like my choice in food, etc... Weird. I should also mention the social class difference we have. He is an Oncologist, and she is a Psychologist. I mean talk about feeling like I don't belong. My husband fits in with all of his smarty pants stuff. But me? I am a stay at home mommy and a dog groomer for crying out loud. I kept telling myself that it's fine. I'm sure they are just happy being invited over.
It turns out that yes, it was fine. I did put my guests to work. Not intentionally, but she did offer to help peel potatoes. I was thankful for it too. They were very warm and delightful to be around, and strangely made me feel comfortable in MY own house.
While in the midst of preparing dinner Trinity decided to get hungry, and because I nurse her I was a little frustrated at the timing. Of course my new fond friends pulled through again by offering to feed her. I prepared a bottle and Trinity became Miss Content again.
Moving on to the fun stuff. They have a 2.5 month old and he enjoyed dinner on his moms lap. It was very entertaining to say the least. He kept saying more meat when he had a pile of it on his plate. He had a little break down over it and they started to get uncomfortable with it and apologized. I had to laugh. Kids are so unique in the timing of their absurdities. Here we are finally sitting down to a nice dinner with good conversation, and he is in distraught over having more meat. The funniest thing happened next. He reaches out to his moms plate and grabs the pork chop and just starts taking bites out of it. Here is this kid and a huge slab of meat in his hands and he is just going to town on it. He was a happy little camper after that. I made the comment of him being a real man. We laughed and his father said he had never been so proud. It was a fun moment.
Of course Trinity surprises Ryan with a extra wet diaper. He finds a puddle on his lap. I explain that I forgot to change her diaper in all the chaos. Whoops! Away Ryan goes with wet pants and a mess to clean up in Trinity's pants. He took it like a father though.
Before I became a mother I had never been peed on, vomited on, sneezed on, and so many other bodily functions released. It's almost a daily occurrence now.
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