Sunday, January 18, 2009
Dinner...
"Mark, how would you like to order pepperoni pizza for dinner?"
"Ummmm...I think I would like salmon, asparagus and garlic bread."
Uh, yeah. Let me just whip that right up for you, since it's 4:15 and I have none of those ingredients in my house. Instead, we have a refrigerator full of "Dad's at sea" food. Not necessarily unhealthy, but definitely foods of convenience and speed.
So, does it make me a good mother that I've obviously served my child healthy meals and that he requests food other than mac & cheese?
Or does it make me a bad mother that I didn't feed my child the dinner full of vitamins, omega-3 fatty acids and balanced nutrition that he asked for, but instead gave him this...
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The End of Our Texas Visit...
I am blessed to have all four of my grandparents living. My mom's parents are in an assisted living facility in Houston so we made a quick weekend trip down there to see them. While we were there we got to have dinner with Aunt Lindsy and Uncle Adam and we stayed with my Aunt Tricia and Dave. Luke was recovering from a cold so he stayed home with Mimi and Papaw.
Hugs for Granny and Grandaddy!
We promised Mark that we could stop for lunch at the Corsicana Bakery that had cookies "as big as his head"...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
This is how we all feel...
Monday, January 12, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
A Whole New World...
Mark loved pushing Reese in the swing
This looks so different from my tricycle at home, Mom.
Mark and Reese "driving" the swingset...
What's more masculine than a motorized 4-wheeler? A Tinkerbell 4-wheeler!
We had lunch at Mom's favorite fast food joint - TACO BUENO!!!!
Mmmmmm...it's just as good as I remember!
Thanks for hanging out with us Smith family. We love you guys and wish you a fantastic 2009!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Texas Happenings...
On Saturday we went to Northpark Mall to see the train exhibit. Even Luke was impressed with all the trains. Uncle Mark and Meghan came with us and we had a great time. Uncle Mark made us Duck Parmesan for dinner. It was our first time to have duck, but I'm sure it won't be our last.
While we were at the mall we returned Papaw's broken christmas present for a popcorn popper that worked. And boy, was it good! I think we know what Daddy might get for his birthday...
We spent Sunday evening with Tim's parents, brother and grandmother. The boys love playing with Uncle Blake and banging on (umm...I meaning playing) the piano.
He's almost more cute than he is rotten...almost!
Apparently, it isn't necessary to have your own horse to ride on the merry-go-round around here...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
My New Years Gift...
It all started with a simple ride to the airport. Our friend Jerry (who now deserves a very nice gift, along with his wonderful wife, Laura) was going to take us so that I didn't have to park in long-term parking and ride the shuttle with our bag and the stroller and the kids. An 18-wheeler on the interstate interfered with our plans in a huge way. The 30 minute drive to the Jacksonville airport took 90 minutes and the day went downhill from there. We missed being able to check our bags and get on our 2:15 flight by 10 minutes. So, they booked us on the next flight out at 6:10. We spent the afternoon playing on the airport floor. We watched Thomas, ran around, ate a little dinner and prepared to board our flight. We were halfway through boarding when it stopped and they had everyone deplane. Our flight was cancelled and they had us exit security to rebook. We called Laura to come get us so that we didn't have to spend the night on the airport floor. Then, the flight was back on - at midnight. So, we called Laura again to cancel our ride and went back through security and spent the evening riding the moving sidewalks. We finally took off about 12:30 am New Year's morning.
As exhausted as I felt, I wasn't able to fall asleep on the plane and throwing a bit of a pity party. Both boys were asleep and I was listening to music. New Year's Eve has always been a special holiday for Tim and I. Our first date was 7 years ago on New Year's Eve. We've celebrated in Vegas, at parties with friends, and at home with other couples. Each year has always been a special time for us together. I was feeling particularly sorry for myself with Tim at sea and the long day I'd had in the airport when Luke started waking up. He couldn't seem to get comfortable in his seat to sleep. I unlatched his seatbelt and held him close to me and he immediately fell back asleep. As I sat on that airplane I thought about what an amazing gift God had given me this New Year's Eve. As I sat with my youngest on my lap and my eldest leaned against my arm I could not have been more moved than I was in those moments. I might not have been with my husband the moment the new year arrived, but I was blessed to be with my kids. If we hadn't missed our flight they would have been in their beds and I would have been alone. Instead, God reminded me of all my incredible blessings by allowing me to hold my precious children when I needed my family most.
I don't know how many more times Luke will even sleep in my lap. And I don't know when Mark will sleep with my arm around him again but I know that I will never forget New Year's Eve 2008. It wasn't the night I'd had planned. It was so much more.


