this made me laugh

noah: "i wonder who is going to be the next prophet?"

me: "i don't know."

noah: "i hope it's me.

christmas present

chris got major points this christmas.

he finally broke down and got me a mac.

the only bad thing about it is that when i need help, i can't ask him for assistance.

if i do, he replies: " sorry, can't help you. i know nothing about macs. you should call hunter. he can help you." or, "this would be a perfect time to call hunter. really."

that's why i haven't sent my sister her pictures of the birth of her twins. i can't figure out how to get all the pictures transfered to picasa. and chris wont help me. he's mean like that.

i love it. even if he wont help me.

my children love it too.

they have taken hundreds of pictures and video.

here's the photo of the day.

the majority of the photos are of ceily.

it must be the age.

good thing she's pleasing to the eye.

fyi

i HATE science fair projects.

eddie's day

we like to watch home videos over here.

some days it's for long amounts of time.

one day we were watching and we came across this video of eddie.

gosh!

he.

was.

cute.!

this made all of us laugh.

fitting for a boy that's always made us smile.

always made our hearts' pitter-patter.

always warmed our souls.

happy birthday lover boy. (had to write that because it's valentine's day and it's his birthday.)

we love you.

always. always. always.

(ahhh. the love of a parent.)

i love eddie.

(i did tell noah he's my favorite yesterday because he told me i always look beautiful. that will always move you up to that favorite spot. always.)

back to eddie...

he is the only one, chris not included, that makes a point to hug me and kiss me goodbye.

lana is a close second. ceily allows me to hug her. sometimes. i'm working on her. i'll grab her as she's walking out the door, hanging on for dear life, until she pats me on the back...

noah? he runs when he sees me. i'll walk to the door with him every morning, helping him with his coat and backpack. making sure he has all he needs to survive the 1st grade that day; lunch, snack, drink, homework, hat. then i lean in for the hug or the kiss and he ducks! i try my hardest to guilt him into those hugs and kisses. i tell him it's the only thing that gets a mom through her day. hugs and kisses from her baby boy. he has no guilt. (he does make up for it when he gets home. always a hug.)

but that eddie, man he's the best.

never forgets.

never.

love you eddie.

mom, would you still love me if i looked like this?

once upon a time...

...a long, long time ago,

lana and i were well.

we weren't in bed, hot with fever.

we could eat more than two bites.

we could breathe with our mouths' shut.

our hair looked cute and non-frizzy.

we had fun.

we went outside and sat under the sun.

we drove to sonic and got a soda.

we laughed.

we danced.

we sang songs.

we miss those days.