Monday, May 28, 2012
I just wanted to include a post to my husband, whom I am sure will not read this but I want to post it all the same. And I refuse to leave sentiment in a post on facebook.
I don't always feel comfortable with letting others know my true feelings (I said feelings, not opinions, of which I am only to happy to share). And I don't often get mushy or sentimental with others. So I am sure there are many out there who don't think I really appreciate what a wonderful husband I have. That I don't know that I am really and truly the luckiest girl in the world. But I want to write something for my children to one day see, so they will know the from which they come and the love to which they should aspire. I may not have a gift for words, so please bear with me while I muddle through.
Happy Anniversary! I know a lot of people say they married their best friend, their soul mate, how they have the perfect life, and how proud they are that they have weathered the good and bad of marriage and stuck together. My take is a little different.
I don't know that I exactly married my best friend but I did marry one of the best people in the world. And he is surely my best friend now. I also know that I married the one person in the world that I could not live without, knew it even then.
My soul mate. Whatever. I don't even know what this means. I am almost positive it is a quote from some movie. My apologies to anyone who has said this to or about their spouse but truly I don't get it. What I do get is that this wonderful person I married is my soul. Were I to be thrown into an ocean, with no land in sight, Bryant would be the one thing that I would cling to in order to stay alive.
I am not going to sit here and say that I may not have the perfect life but it is wonderful to us. That's crap. I do have the perfect life. I cannot imagine it being any better (well minus a lottery win here or there should I ever buy a ticket). It just can't be any more perfect. That's it. This is because of the man I married. He is perfect, perfect for me, perfect for my kids, and perfect for the rest of his family. Nicholas told me the other day, when talking about some thing or another, that "no one is ever perfect". Well, I have to disagree. He's 7 years old and has no idea that his Daddy is really perfect. He'll learn and would do very well for himself if he grew up to be so much like him.
Now my last point is about weathering the good and the bad in a marriage and working through it. I know I am going to sound Pollyanna and full of shit, but seriously, what bad times? None. Nothing. Sure we have had an argument here and there, but it lasts about 5 seconds. I cannot think of one single "hard" time or "bad patch" in this marriage of ours. Nada. Zip. Zilch. So...
Thank you, Bryant, for 18 years of perfect.
Enough of the mush, now back to my regularly scheduled program of sarcasm and cynicism.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
But he rebounded nicely and was so very excited once we got going. Not sure what is with the smirk in this photo, but I thought it was funny. As least more funny than the eye rolls he has started giving me. Is he 7 or 17?
So Nicholas started school on Monday and Greyson had his first day on Tuesday. This is funny to me, but on Monday, Greyson and I walked Nicholas to his class (more on that excitement later). The whole way to Nick's class Greyson clung to my hand, which he would also do last year. Then on Tuesday, I was a bit worried that he would cling to me, although he is normally pretty well adjusted. So we got out of the car and Nicholas offered to hold his hand. Greyson was having none of it. When we were inside the building I grabbed his hand and he said "No, just follow me but dont hold my hand". And he led the way to his class. Before you think he is a walking GPS, it was Nick's class last year and Greyson and I checked it out the day before.
Happy to be a big boy.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Here he is, just a few minutes old and already the center of our world.
And here he is hitting the big 7!!!! Ok, not the most flattering photo but I had trouble getting him to be still for even a second and this was the best I could do.
We had a small party for him at the restaurant, with just our family (minus Aunt Cheryl-we missed you but he loves his Hot Wheels Elimination Racetrack). Nicholas was so darned funny about his "small party" as he called it. He gave me a list over the phone of things he wanted me to purchase for it and then made me read the list back to him. After tweaking the list and going over it a couple of times, he must have then lost all confidence in me, as he told me to just pick him and he would go with me. Ugh, I have no idea where he gets this.
He is having a large birthday party on the 13th with his friends, we needed to wait until school started to make sure we didn't exclude anyone. Gonna be a hectic couple of weeks with Nick's party on the 13th and Grey's on the 20th. But my boys are gonna have a ton of fun!
I'll update next week with pictures of their first day of school. Can't believe it is here already. And I am really having a hard time believing my baby is starting Kindergarten.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Home Improvement Project? Yes, they are painting with oil based paint and yes, that is one of my dining room walls.
The Boys of Summer. Nick and Grey with their cousins, Evan and Dylan.Exploring the fort at our local park.
Greyson slid down this poll about 30 times and now wants one at home.
4th of July. Lakeside waterslide, family, watermelon, fireworks. Its a hard life.
I am a little concern with his fashion choices. In case you cant make it out, he is wearing his batting helmet, his tie dyed Spiderman shirt, denim shorts and spiderman snow boots.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Now we are moving on to the summer sports of T Ball, swimming and golf, but mostly we will participate in the very serious sports of playing and giggling. Just the thought of 2 months of nothing but fun makes me smile. And to quote the great philosopher Buddy the Elf "smiling's my favorite".
I'll leave you with a few photos of from soccer. Please forgive me for the lack of photos of Nicholas actually playing (I do have a few but not too many) mostly I was praying on the side lines and unable to snap any shots. I'll try to update regularly about our lazy summer days.
I think this may have been from the fall, regardless you can see the huge size difference and why I said a few "Hail Mary's" before every game.
Nicholas relaxing on the sidelines and cheering his brother on. This was during Greyson's game and no, they did not play on the same team, they play 2 leagues apart, they just had the same color uni's.