Getcha, getcha!!

Nick sat next to me as we ate breakfast together.
After our shower, when I should've been doing my hair, we had an "I'm gonna getcha" fest on his new bed!

Big Boy Bed

Nicky got a big-boy bed! He's been sleeping on a mattress on the floor.

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It's a bit disconcerting to see my once frilly, totally girly bed turned into a boys bed with red cars and blue tow trucks. It makes him seem so much bigger than he was two days ago! He even slept ALL night in the big Captain's Bed, without coming into Mommy and Daddy's room at 3 or 4 in the morning. We hope this will continue. Nick loves climbing into the bed and sliding off and climbing back into bed.

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I'll have pictures soon, I keep leaving the camera at work.

At Grammie's House...

Grammie is giving Nicky and Lindsay a bath. It's so nice not to be the one doing it all the time. They are splashing and having fun. The first thing Nick said this morning was, "Where's Whinsay?" They have been running and following each other since lunch time, after church.

How do you moms with two or more keep up with them? I guess they do entertain each other. That's been nice, except for the bit of tattling and whining.

All Nick can ever talk about is camping and his cousins. We are going camping next week if Santa Cruz is still there after all these fires. And he'll spend the week after that with his cousins.

So Much Sadness in this Life...

I had to post this for those that don't know.

http://www.stevencurtischapman.com/

Thanks, Dia, for spreading the news. For those of us who have just lost a dear friend and mother, it hits home like no other news.

I have to go give my sweet fussy-butt kisses now as he sleeps. He may never know that Mommy and Daddy kiss him every night after he's asleep, but I always will do it as long as he is in the next room. He may never care that, when I pick him up at Gramma's house after work, I run from my car to the front door because I can't wait another minute to hear his voice or hold him tight.

I'm Fwee!

It's official. Sylvan Learning has moved to Brentwood, CA, after 6 years. We've closed shop and we're starting to settle in to our new and smaller space. It's a time of change and chaos. We're coping just fine, thanks! (ahhhhh! help me said the little voice in her head.)

Nick's bday was yesterday. We had presents the night before and I brought cupcakes to daycare for Nick to share with his friends. He loves being three! Especially now that he can run and jump on the bed without pain. He can finally hold up the three center fingers instead of the pinky plus two beside. (you know you're trying it out!) Nothing special for the day, just good ol' family time.

He WILL NOT go potty without me asking him first, or dragging him to the bathroom. and #2 is not done for mommy, but only Gramma and Miss Karen. But we'll get there. I just keep reminding myself that he won't be a 15 year old with a backpack and diapers.

I just want to spend time with you...

Nick was pretending to be a dog at my feet. He was on all fours, barking, zigzagging back and forth, generally being a nuisance. I told him to leave me alone. I kept tripping over him as I was getting ready for work.

"Nick," Mommy says in an irritated voice, "please leave me alone right now!"

"But," Nick replies in the sweetest, saddest voice ever, "I just want to be with you, Mommy."

Electricity, Electricity

Our community is still in shock over the loss of a beloved sister... my thoughts are so sad, it's hard to think of anything else.

Nick is watching "electricity, electricity." (School House Rocks) and now it's onto "Interjections, followed by an exclamation point, or by a comma when the feeling's not as strong." His favorite is "I'm Just a Bill." I love that he is so interested in reading and music.

Now that he's had his surgery, he's running around and jumping and skipping more than ever! I didn't realize his life was missing those things until I see how free he is NOW! I can bearly keep up, but that is such a wonderful thing!! He is definitely 3! even though his birthday is 2 weeks away. He is not being a good listener with mommy or daddy, though he listens at day care, so that's a good thing. rob and i are constantly stepping on hotwheels and other brands of cars and trains. squeaky dragons, singing dogs, keyboards, whistles: those get sidestepped. books get slipped on. It's a good life, mostly.

Sadness with Rejoicing

A dear friend of my family's was in a terrible car accident this afternoon and was killed. Her husband was my youth pastor and was the one who brought me to know Jesus Christ. She was a shining light in this world; her smile, her love for Christ was evident in ALL THAT SHE DID. I hope that I can be as she was here on earth.

The smile I see in mind is not one that lit the room, but one that was contagious. It made everyone else light up. That's pretty amazing; like I imagine Jesus to be. When you turned around to see that Lisa had just come into the room, a calmness would fall like a leaf to the ground, touching one person, then swaying back to touch another, than forth to touch yet another; just like Jesus.

With a sad heart I also rejoice, for God chose to call one of his daughters home today. He is not sad to see her, but rejoicing with her so near him...