Jackson is my buddy. He is almost always right there to help me out when ever I need it. When I'm sick he sticks right by me. When Jess is out of town he doesn't want to leave my side and will sleep either in the hall or next to me at night. He is a protector! The other day he was my hero. We inherited a piano. It's older and not the most beautiful piano but it still works. I was getting frustrated playing it because two of the keys would stick half the time or wouldn't sound the other half. Jackson loves to play the piano too. (He has perfect pitch as well, so the keys were driving him nuts too.) Being the super smart little guy he is he took the top of my pian off and looked inside to see what the problem was. Well it just so happens there was a number 9, green uno card which was causing the sticking and the non- sounding of the keys. Now I can sit down and play the piano and not get frustrated. Thanks Jackson.... you sure are smart and you are my hero!!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
I'm reading this book that I think is amazing. It talks a lot about life after death and is one lady's experience of dying, crossing over then coming back to life. It's a true story. I love how spiritual it is and how well it explains some things. I love that it goes along with everything I believe in and it also goes along with some books I've been reading lately about being positive and how life is anything you make it. Today while I was reading there was a part that totally jumped out at me. She said that we should not compare our selves to others and that we shouldn't compare our talents to other's talents either. That we should develope our individual talents. Sarah has been working on some lyrics on this exact topic and I guess it just made me realize that it doesn't matter what people think of me or who is trying to tear me down... we are all unique and we are all children of God. As long as I am happy and doing the things that Heavenly Father has asked of me then I don't need to worry about what someone else may say. Blessings come in all shapes and sizes and sometimes I think we have to take a look outside of what others think of us and take a look deep inside and see what Christ and Heavenly Father see in us all.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Sarah got asked to Homecoming this last week. I was so excited for her. This is also her first date!! Yeah... go Sarah. How fun is that??? Anyway, I just thought I would keep everyone posted and of course I am doing her hair so we'll post pictures of the hair and the dress and the date as they come. Congrats Sarah girl and have fun at the dance. Oh and yes for those wondering we are keeping the brothers as far away as possible... it's not nice to scare away nice boys, just the scary ones :)!!
Friday, September 5, 2008
I love my sweet babies. They are so amazing to me and each one is such a miracle. Babies are miracles in and of themselves but these three never should have been mine. I have endometriosis (endo) and it's pretty bad. I thank my Heavenly Father every day for the opportunity to be a mother and try my hardest to be a good mom. Am I perfect? I should say not but I'm trying. More than anything in the world I would love to be a stay at home mommy. Right now with they way the world is (with rising gas, food and everything prices) it's just not happening. I am sad that I can't be a stay at home mom but I am thankful for a great career and I love my job and the salon I work at. One day I will get to stay home with my babies. As for now we take every opportunity we can to have fun and enjoy being a family. (That is why I'm bloggin' at 12:47 am) Tonight I got home from an extra trying day at work and my kiddo's and awesome hubby decided that we needed to watch the stars come out. Emma was so cute she thought we were going to miss the stars :). So we headed out on to our new grass (yes we finally have grass) and laid out a bunch of blankets and watched the stars appear. Emma giggled her sweet giggle and Easton had to point out every airplane he could see... along with belly floppin' on all of us. I love when he gets in my face and says "Mommie??? Mommie??" And I say "Yes" or "Eastie" and he just smiles his devious little grin and I know that is his way of saying "I love you." Jackson is my brainiac and I love him so dearly. He watched and was counting the starts as they appeared in the sky. Poor kid lost count after a while but he is so much fun to talk to and listen too. I love how his brain works, I get a kick out of it. So these are my sweet precious babies and I hold them tight every day and tell them every day at least twice (if not hundreds of times) how much I love them.