Window Watcher

Maddi is officially crawling... EVERYWHERE. Today she crawled over to the window and was thrilled to find Sam staring back at her. She spent quite a while there playing with him. He'd mush his nose to the glass and she'd giggle. He'd bark and she'd squeal. It was precious, and I really enjoyed having a few minutes to do the dishes without her fussing or trying to climb up my legs.... maybe this crawling thing isn't so bad after all.

BLING

Maddi loves jewelry, and today she got to wear a little bling of her own. :)

A Choice

lie - noun, verb - an intentional untruth.
I'm a pretty easy going gal. It takes a lot to ruffle my feathers. I, however, abhor lies. Lies are shrouded in secrecy and thrive in manipulation. Truth is freedom and blossoms in light. I choose truth. I choose to be free.

face vs fire

Sean was busy working Saturday night trying to clean up after they had closed. He had a long to-do list because he was trying to get things ready to go to the Big Spring Jam this weekend. He started by cleaning the huge smoker. After he was done, he decided to light it so the water would evaporate and the grill wouldn't rust. He lit the propane and then went on to complete a few other tasks. When he came back and opened the doors to check on the grill, it blew up in his face. His face and arms are pretty icky (the picture just doesn't relay the gruesomeness). The skin bubbled up immediately and has started to sluff off in a few spots. On a brighter note, I think most people have to pay a plastic surgeon for laser treatments to remove the top layer/wrinkles from their skin, and at least he still has eyebrows.... the eyelashes and arm hair weren't so lucky.

9 months

Maddi is 9 months old today! She doesn't see the pediatrician for another week, so I don't have any stats yet, but I'd like to take a moment to commemorate this special day for her.

At nine months Maddi

Is a ray of sunshine in our home

still doesn't sleep through the night

always greets us with a smile and a gummy grin

giggles back and forth with big brother over absolutely nothing

pulls up on EVERYTHING

doesn't conventionally crawl, but gets where she wants to go

chews on EVERYTHING

loves crumpling papers

real food.. well... any food

snuggling on brother's bed while he reads her stories

likes to watch the dog, but hates when the dog touches her

loves music & her pacifier

loves cords, plugs, phones, computers, & electronics

is perfectly content in mommy's arms

fills each day with hugs, kisses, giggles, & smiles.

Play Date

Maddi had her first official play date today. Little Miss B is 8 days younger than M and cute as a button! Maddi wasn't quite as interactive as I hoped she'd be... she took more of the silent observer approach to their blossoming friendship, but we had a great time anyway. :)

After the kids finished playing, we started walking around the mall. We were strolling along when I heard someone shout my name. I looked around but didn't see anyone I knew so I kept walking only to hear the shouting again. I looked around again and through all of the tattoos and piercings, I barely recognized an old acquaintance from high school choir who was now working at a cookie stand. I stopped to catch up for a moment and asked all of the obligatory what have you been up to since high school questions. After an awkward silence, realizing that we had nothing in common, I said, "So, how's your brother (who also went to school with us)? She replied "well he's my sister now. He's living as a woman, but he still has all of his man parts." I was STUNNED. What exactly do you say to that? Great? I'm sorry? I went with the rather meek "well... isn't that something..." I couldn't believe I was having this conversation. in public. with a person I hadn't seen in ten years. All I wanted to do was run away, profusely apologize to C, and cover my baby girl's ears, but as I casually started walking backwards she just started talking louder. "Yeah. He's living with a woman, and even though he looks like a woman, he's not really, so he isn't actually gay or anything." Oh my! I stopped listening after that, and started to frantically plan my getaway. I just caught the random: crazy... drugs...shooting up... blah blah blah. What a mess! So, C probably thinks I'm a freak and won't ever let her baby come near me again. What can I say? People are crazy; I'm sorry C that you had to endure their craziness. and I bet you never knew a play date could be so scandalous :)

Obsessed

I have this obsession... this thing that I'm always thinking about. I crave it. It keeps me up at night, and distracts me from my daily duties. Even when I force myself to do some other mandatory task... like feed my child... it slowly creeps back into my thoughts... my heart starts racing and I get that anxious feeling inside, and it just won't go away until I give in to my obsession.

My obsession?

I am rather quirky about my pleasure reading. I don't read by genre nor do I follow the latest fad. I read by author. I find an author that I like and then I devour every single word he's ever written. On my narrow list of incredible authors, Dan Brown reigns supreme. He is AMAZING... and he just happened to release his newest book this week. I thought I was going to jump out of my skin when my sexy hubby threw it in the cart while we were strolling through Sam's. You gotta love a man that feeds your obsession :)