Snow Days

We just had a HUGE dump of snow, and then immediately had some freaky warm weather.  The temps went from -5 degrees to 13 degrees from one day to the next.

It started snowing on Saturday, and came down in HUGE FLUFFY GIANT FLAKES!  And it snowed off and on until Sunday Evening when it started to rain, and by Monday the snow was mostly gone, and you didn’t even need a jacket outside it was so warm.

 WEIRD!

Anyway, on Sunday Afternoon Jon went outside to play with the 3 older kids.  I figured they’d be back in fairly soon ’cause IT WAS COLD…and Jon hates being cold.  If there is anything that he hates more than being cold – it’s being wet and cold. 

Three Hours Later, everyone comes in yelling for the camera.  Apparently they needed to take pictures of this:

Igloo
If you click on the picture you can see the other pictures of the igloo.  The kids had a blast.  You just use an ice cream bucket and start building up around yourself.  Jon helped them and they made it big enough that 3 kids could sit comfortably inside, and tall enough that Jeremy could stand up.

I love making these kinds of memories with the kids.

What are your memories from winter or Christmas time from when you were a kid?

Family Is Amazing! November 25th

Back in the summer before he was even born, my cousins had told me that they were going to plan a baby shower for me and Josiah.

I felt kinda goofy ’cause he wasn’t our first, but they said that they were going to do it, and I just needed to come and enjoy myself.

They called me up a couple of weeks ago, and said that late was better than never, and would we be free on November 25th.

They arranged for our families to come and for enough food for us all, and even games.

It was so much fun.

We showed up and hung around until everyone who could make it showed up. Then we ate and ate and ate – if there’s one thing my family can do – it’s eat….and there was some good food….Aunty Hope’s Dill chip dip and Aunty Ruth’s Jelly Salad….MMMMmmmm…along with everything else that everyone brought.  It was all good!

Then Janelle and Carissa started whispering about somthing and a few mintues later they came out with some poker chips gave everyone 7 and we all played a game called “I never”.  We all took a turn and said something baby related that we’d never done….like “I’ve never had a baby barf in my mouth.”  If you could agree with the statement then you were safe, but if that thing had happened to you then you had to toss one of your chips into the buckets in the center of the room whoever had the most chips left once we had all had a turn won.  I think that Ben or Jeremy or Geli won…..not a lot of life experience with babies….how fair is that?

Then Janelle asked for three volunteers….we volunteered Dad and Jon offerred himself up and then Ben wanted to play.  Janelle brought out 3 bottles and well, see for yourselves…….

The bottles had orange punch in them and the pulp got stuck in the nipple, but because Dad couldn’t have the juice, he got water, and it made it easier for him…..too funny! 

We had tons of fun!  Darryl and Janelle had even managed to borrow a Wii and the kids had a blast down in the basement playing with the different games…..even the big boys had a ton of fun….



But apparently Chris, sitting down and even after having a show-down with a semi can still play tennis beter than Jon can.

It was so much fun and I LOVED getting together with my family. Thanks guys for planning this speacial day to celebrate Josiah’s life. I really appreciated it. Pics of the party here.

American Thanksgiving – November 22nd

So, We are lucky enough to get to celebrate two Thanksgivings every year.

Obviously, we celebrate the “normal” Thanksgiving in October, but then every year we get a second opportunity to eat waaaaaay to much of an amazing Turkey dinner, and if you are particularly lucky, then someone else makes it, and you get to enjoy it without any effort……that’s the best.

This year has felt a bit like an “off year” and while it’s been a wonderful year, full of amazing blessings like Josiah and Leanna, things just haven’t seemed like “normal.”

Seeing as Jon holds an American Passport (and a Canadian and New Zealand – just in case you wanted to know) and his father was a Naval Gazer Officer in the US NAVY (in case you didn’t get all that – I just wanted to make it extra clear), we celebrate American Thanksgiving every year with Jon’s family.

This year, however, Mum C. is over in Lebanon with David and Liliane (they moved there in June) meeting her newest Grandaughter for the first time.

So, our normal family gathering of 12 (which this year would have been 14 with the two new babies) consisted of our 6, and Papa!  We still managed to have an awesome time, and I think I have the best Father in law in the whol entire world.

He found a place that will make you a complete Turkey dinner, gravy, stuffing, potaotes, and veggies……all you do it pick it up and then you are good to go.

Jon ‘s dad brought the dinner and it was SUCH A BLESSING to not have to cook a HUGE meal for the 7 of us.

You’re an amazing man, Dad C.  Thanks for making this Thanksgiving a very thankful one.  You can see the whole picture set here!

Diwali Celebrations – Nov 15 & 16

We live in an ethnically diverse neighborhood, and I LOVE IT!

The school where our kids go is maybe 75% Indo-Canadian, and generalizing (which I hate doing, but it’s just eaiser in this instance) they are the nicest, friendliest, most family oriented, group of people you’ll ever come across.

We just celebrated Diwali at our school.  There was food and dance and henna and the kids and staff even wore the cultural suits.  It was so much fun.

The girls borrowed some suits from our next door neighbor, and felt like princesses in them.  they even got their hands done by one of the mom’s at the school.  This was a week or so ago, and you can still faintly see the designs on their hands.

Here’s a pic of the girls in all their glory:

So Long and Good Riddance

No, I don’t actually mean that.

I’m going to a Ladies Retreat this weekend.  Just me and 70 other women, and Josiah……..

And no House Cleaning or making meals or co-ordinating peace talks between the monsters masses….

I’m almost, sort of excited….except that I have to schlepp 50 kerbillion tons of diapers and clothes and blankets and everything else baby related with me…..that’s on top of all my stuff.

I’m actually taking a HUGE monster sized suitcase, just one, and it has ALL of our stuff it.

So, Bonus Points for me for thinking that even though it’s ENORMOUS…..I only have one bag, and one bag means WAY LESS trips back and forth from the van to the room.

See, I’ve got my thinking cap on.

Jon’s at home with the 3 older ones, and if you think about him laugh, and then think about me and cry, ’cause I’ll probably come home to what looks like a war ravaged excuse for a house…..although the kitchen should be clean ’cause Jon’s OCD takes over and he can’t make a meal or do ANYTHING if the kitchen is messy. 

The rest of the house can be blown apart, but if the kitchen’s clean he doesn’t even see anything else.

It actually works well for us ’cause I don’t mind the rest of the house, but I HATE CLEANING THE KITCHEN. 

We’re a good team, but……….

Babe, could you make the monsters House Cleaning Fairies clean the rest of the house before I come  home on SUNDAY AFTERNOON AROUND 3PM…..I’ll even call first to give you warning…..PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE!

I’m a Really Bad Aunt…………

So, my littlest niece was born 12 days ago in Lebanon, and when I asked if I could be a proud aunty and show you all her sweet picture David gave me the go ahead.

Then in all my “tiredness”  I forgot to actually put the picture up here.

Bad, bad me!  Thanks for the reminder Dave!  Not that you mentioned it in any way, but your commenting on my last post helped me to remember.  So, forgive me….

And, without further ado, here is little Leanna Theresa.

Leanna

She was born on Wednesday September 19th, 2007.

(one day late if she wanted to share a day with me, but that’s okay, ’cause now she has her own special day….but I have absolutely no excuse to EVER forget her birthdate.)

It was a fairly quick delivery, with Liliane being in labour, but not realizing it.  That is definately the way to go.  She was admitted, and they called Dave in around 2pm, and Leanna was born at 3:06pm.

She weighed 3.2kg (7 pounds)  and was approx. 51cm long(20). 

Just a tiny little thing, but look at those chubby cheeks.  Isn’t she darling?

I’m just sad that I don’t get to hold her, but I’ve heard that I might get to one of these days soon.  I do hope she comes over for a visit.  I can’t wait to meet her.

They are all doing well, if not a teeny tiny bit tired – but that’s to be expected with a newborn, eh?

Congratulations to David and Liliane!  I love you both and am so excited for you and with you on the birth of your darling little girl.

Welcome to the family, Leanna!  I have a special cuddle waiting for you for when I get to hold you for the first time!

Love to the boys as well!

Happy Day

It’s been a great day so far.

I got a text at 12:02am…..actually, lets back up a little.  Mum C  came out yesterday afternoon, and took me shopping and out for coffee.  So much fun!

Then, First thing today at 12:02am,  I was in bed reading…Josiah had just gone to sleep, and I was winding down when I heard my phone chime – letting me know I had a msg.  I contemplated leaving it ’till the morning, but I couldn’t sleep knowing that “I had a text!“  So I slithered slowly out of bed so as not to disturb the sleeping prince, and…….my baby brother had wished me my first birthday wish.  He’s so sweet.  I went to sleep after that.

Josiah wished me a freakin’ happy birthday from 3:12am until 4:25am, and let me tell you……I was so excited that he woke me up to tell me that.  When I crawled out of bed bleary eyed at about 9am, I wobbled into the bathroom to see what new wrinkles “32” had brought me, but it’s really hard to differentiate between the wrinkles and the bags, so I just slathered on 50 lbs of make up, and called it a draw.

My grandma came over this morning, and cleaned my kitchen.  It was almost the “bestest” birthday present EVER.  I HATE cleaning the kitchen, and she even mopped my floor.  Then  she helped to fold my mountain of laundry.  It was so nice to feel like I’m a little bit ahead of the game instead of always a step behind.

Then, Jon took me and a friend out for Japanese food.

I’ve not done a whole lot of Japanese food “restauranting”, and aside from California Rolls – my Japanese food experiences have been very limited.

 It was all very delicious, and I really enjoyed myself.  I even got a present.  Thanks, P.D.!

Then, I headed off to my OB/GYN, where I fully expected to get back in the saddle, but was pleasantly surprised when he informed me that I wasn’t due for the dreaded PAP unil March…..sweet!  It was a quick in and out visit, and I headed off to the post office “cause I’d recieved a notice that there was a package for me.

ITZBEENGuess what I got?  Someone sent me this, and I LOVE IT.  It’s all ready worth every penny that was paid for it just for one simple function.  It counts how long in between feedings and diapers and sleepings, but when you press the button, you no longer have to try and remember the time that you started feeding, and to be calculating how long you’ve been nursing for – it calculates that for you.  That is a something that I am having a hard time with.  Sleep Deprevation is kicking my butt,  and messing with my brain.

Any way, I LOVE THIS LITTLE MACHINE. 

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, you know who! 

This was a fabulous birthday present, even if you didn’t realize that it was my birthday.

This evening, the kids requested a special dinner for my birthday, and so I made myself a roast chicken dinner with potatoes and veggies and gravy, and yorkshire pudding.  That was so nice of me to make that for myself.  It was delicious, and the kids ate and ate and ate until I thought they’d be sick! 

This was the best part of my day.  I couldn’t be more thankful for this……..

Kids and I

Wednesday August 22nd, Vacation Day #5

Day # 5, what can I say about Day number five.    Actually, what can I not say about that day.  It was absolutely crammed packed to the limit, and I almost don’t know where to start.

The beginning is probably the best place, isn’t it?

Aunty Ruth and JosiahWe got up early, and left the house around 8am headed into North Vancouver.  We were going to have breakfast with Great Grandpa and Aunty Ruth and Aunty Hope at the Eighties Restaurant. 

A little background history for ya’ll….My parents started going to the Eighties Restaurant back in 1981 when Debbie was born.  My dad took us kids there when Mom was in the hospital and had just given birth to  my sister Debbie.  So, we’ve been going to this restaurant for quite a few years.  I was only 6 years old, and Dad fed me split pea soup.  I barfed it all over the green vinyl booth, and have never eaten split pea soup since then.

Back to Wednesday morning…….we made it into North Van. in record time.  I don’t know what was up with traffic, but there was none.  Yah for summer time!  We got to see Grandpa and my two Great Aunt’s, and it was the first time that they got to see and hold Josiah for the first time (outside of pictures on here). 

Auty Hope & JosiahAnother weird tidbit of info……I’ve taken all 4 of my kids to Eighties shortly after they’ve been born, to visit and meet family.  It’s almost a tradition of sorts.

It was so nice to see my grandfather and Aunt’s, but also it was sad, ’cause my Grandma wasn’t there.  I thought about how she would have loved to have seen Josiah.  I have pictures of her with Geli, Xan and Jeremy, but not Josiah……too sad!  I tell myself that it’s okay ’cause she’s holding the babies that I never got to, and loving them until I get there.

Josiah was a little stinker (literally), and pooped almost as soon as Aunty Hope got to hold him.  This kid is a champion pooper, and we have gone through SO MANY diapers.  I’d say that it’s not even funny, but at this point, it’s gone beyond being not funny, and way passed over into being halarious.  I kid you not, the kid can go through 20 diapers a day.  He’s a pooping machine.  I think that his system might finally be starting to regulate because Jon’s changed him twice now, and there was only pee in the diaper.  I know that’s relly not exciting to anyone but us, but to us……..it’s a MAJOR EVENT!

Great Grandpa and JosiahAnyway, we had a really nice breakfast other than totally messing up the waitress by ordering 4 of the same breakfasts with just slight variations, and for some reason…asking for “no toast” really threw her off.  And then I ate Grandpa’s meal ’cause they switched ours by accident…..oh well!  It all worked out in the end, and no one ended up hungry.

I love this picture, and it’s neat that you can really see my Grandpa’s two different colored eyes.  There’s nothing wrong with them; they are just two different colors.  Neat, eh?

Here we have the oldest and the youngest men in the family.  Actually, Everyone says that Josiah looks just like Jeremy did, and even I have to agree that there is a strong resmeblance.  They have the same nose, and………I’ve always wondered where Jeremy’s nose comes from.  I like to be able to see the different family members coming through in the different children, but I’ve never really been able to figure out where Jeremy’s nose came from. It’s not weird or anything, but it’s just not the same as my nose or as Jon’s.

Jon took some pics of Grandpa and Jeremy, and I think the mystery is solved.  Jeremy has Grandpa Kennedy’s nose.  See for yourself.

J & Grandpa

……here…….

see the resemblance...

 and here…….(stupid picture won’t center)

and again....

I see it….can you see it? 

Click here to see all the pics from Eighties on Flickr. 

After Breakfast, we headed into Vancouver to do a fly-by drop-in on Uncle Chris.  We weren’t planning on staying for a loooong visit, just long enough for him to be happy when we left.  We can cause quite the commotion wherever we go.  The girls and Uncle Chris played a few games of Dung Beetle…..don’t know what that is????  You’ll have to go in and visit Chris to find out.  He’s a champion Dung Beetle player, and is ruthless.  He won every game that they played, but it’s still fun!

Dung Beetle with Uncle Chris

Cuddles with Uncle ChrisAfter the card game, Josiah had a quick cuddle with Uncle Chris.

He loves to cuddle.  (Josiah, that is.)

We stayed for about 45 minutes, and then left to go to down to Granville Island. 

Chris had been hooked up to the IV all day at this point.  Normally, he gets about an hour around lunch time, but because of the way the nurse hung the meds, he didn’t end up getting his lunch time break……..

So, hopefully we were a bit of a diversion from staring at his four walls.  Fabulous walls that they are….it can get a bit much to spend ALL DAY EVERY DAY cooped up inside your room.

He’s definately feeling and looking better.  It’s nice to see him getting more mobile and recovering more and more every time we go in.

Click here to see all the pics from our visit with Uncle Chris.

Playing at the ParkThen we headed on down to Granville Island.  The kids had been waiting for quite a few days to go here.  We parked, and hit a small playground first, to let the kids burn off a bit of steam.

Jon was sitting on the other end of the teeter totter in this pic, and would let it bump onto the ground, and Jeremy would laugh and laugh and laugh…until he had enough, and then it wasn’t fun anymore.

This was the smallest park ever.  It had 3 teeter totters and 3 swings, but it was in the shade, and had a bench and so I could nurse Josiah, which is what I spent most of the day doing.

I HATE “snack” nursing, but I was trying so hard to just go with the flow, and enjoy the day, regardless of the fact that Josiah wasn’t getting a FULL feed, and as a result wanted to eat every 5 minutes.

After the park we headed out to see what we could find.  We window shopped quite a bit`at all the little artist studios.  There is some really cool stuff down there.  We made it Sardinesover to the Public Market where we had promised the kids that we’d check out the weird, different, and unique fruits and try them out.

 Once we got inside, the first thing we saw was the fish……always exciting.

YUCK!  But so much fun for little boys!

We picked out 6 different fruits to try, and not one of them was disgusting……so obviously we did not try that Indonesian fruit that smells like poo….what’s it called??? Oh yah!  Hairy FruitDurian or something like that…..YUCK!

We took a bunck of pictures, and I was really proud that all 3 kids tried every single piece of fruit regardless of how strange it looked.

This one was all hairy on the outside, and I forget the name of it, but it was kind of like a Lychee.  It was a bit like a grape looking thing on the inside, and was kinda sweet tasting.  Everyone liked it in spite of the hair.

Inside Kid's ZoneThe absolute highlight of the Granville Island trip was going to Kid’s Zone. 

The kids had been asking since we got there if we could go over to the Kid’s Zone, and we used it to hang over their heads every time they bickered or acted up.  Finally we made it over there, and I was getting tired, but we wandered in and out of EVERY. SINGLE. STINKIN’. STORE. IN. THE. WHOLE. FREAKIN’ PLACE.

And we had a good time….gash darn it!

I think that the best part, was that Great Grandpa had given each of the kids $5.00 and they could spend it on whatever they wanted.

How fun is that?

 Click here to see ALL the pics from our Granville Island Trip.

 It was 5:30pm when we finally wrapped up at the Kid’s Zone, and the kids would have loved to stay, but I was wanting to get home by 9pm, and if we were going to finish up our day the way I had planned then we needed to get a move on.

We wandered back to the van, and headed out into the lovely world of 5:30pm DOWNTOWN Vancouver Traffic.

Fully Clothed and Soaking Wet It had been so long since either Jon or I had been tooling around Vancouver in traffic that we forgot all about it.  It took us a lot longer to head on down to English Bay than we had planned, but after some sweet manuvering on Jon’s part, and some serious eye cringing, passenger side braking, and arm rest clutching, and only one yelling match with a Handy Dart Bus Driver (Nice Jon!  Really Nice!  Way to set an example for the kids.)

We made it to the Beach.

The kids were so excited.  It’s been a LOOOOOONG time since we’ve been to a beach.

We hadn’t planned on going to the beach when we set out in the morning, as so weren’t dressed for the beach, and had no spare clothes to change into.

Apparently, that doesn’t matter if your 6.  It took him all of about 2 minutes from the time we hit the sand until he was soaked all the way up to his shoulders.  The girls were sure he was going to get in trouble, and were shocked when I said that I didn’t care if they got wet, it would just mean going home naked and cold.  That wasn’t much a deterrant, and as soon as dinner was done, they went swimming as well.

Changing Diapers

Here is another shot of how our time with Josiah is spent.

If I’m not nursing him, then odds are that we’re changing a diaper.  Gotta get a few shots that show our REAL life at this exact moment.

Diapers, Boobs and Sore Backs from cuddling a sleeping baby.  This is truely the life.

The funniest part of the evening was when Jon got back from getting the fish and chips.  He had even purchased an extra piece of fish so that he and I could have 2 pieces for……3 freaking dollars.  What a joke!

He put the box of fish and the box of chips down on the log that we were sitting on, and then walked away to take a picture of the kids dow by the water.

I was nursing the baby (what’s new) and about 6 seagulls came over and one actually stole a piece of fish right out of the box. It was only a foot and a half away from me, and I was hollering at the stupid thing.  But it was too late.  He had managed to drag it out of the box and into the sand.  One piece down, but thankfully all 6 birds hadn’t converged on us and taken everything.  It was pretty funny especially when Jon told me that he had to buy that one extra piece over and above the other meals that he had bought. 

Those seagulls are too cheeky!

We had a great day, and although I was tired at the end of it, to hear the 3 kids talk all the way home about how much fun they had….was worth it…almost!

Click here to see all the English Bay Pictures.

The Catch Up Post (with WAY TOO MANY pictures)

Wow!  It’s been almost a week since I posted anything…..okay…maybe not a week, but it’s been 5 days, and that’s a week’s worth of work.  Any way, we are officially on VACATION right now.

It’s Fabulous *snort*…..yah!  A vacation at home with 3 bigs kids, and one newborn, and a husband who is still trying to catch up on a back log of work in his “down time”, and a messy house, and activites scheduled and then having to be “arranged” around a nursing baby’s schedule, and a screaming baby when we are on the road and it’s feeding time, and that’s just the tip of the fun we’ve been having…….OH THE JOYS!

As I mentioned last time, we decided NOT to go on vacation up to Vasseaux Lake, and instead we would stay home where we had all the gear, and didn’t have to pack anything up, and then just spend money on random bits of fun here locally. 

On Friday night, We invited friends of ours over and we had a birthday party for one of our friends. 

Holly's Birthday

Yah!  It was the first time that I’d had anything at our house, and well…..it went pretty well, but things took a little onger than I had expected.  EVERYTHING takes longer with a newborn around. 

Dave and JosiahWe even had a surprise guest from Labanon.  Jon’s brother was in town, and came out for the party. 

It was nice to see him, and for him to be able to see Josiah for the first time.  They only just left, so it was a nice surprise to see him again soo soon. 

It was a fun night for all, until the babies started to go beyond what they could handle, and everything was shut down, and we all parted ways to put the children to bed. 

Do they really even realize what power they hold at such a young age?

On Saturday, we “showed up at our cabin for the week” and would you believe it????…….the last people to use the place had left it a mess…..can you believe it?  So we had to spend our first day at the “vacation cabin” cleaning up.  That was Saturday….ALL DAY! because they fussed for the entire day about “HAVING” to clean up, and it took ALL FREAKIN’ DAY to get the house cleaned.  Talk about frustrating…..  We did go out to a nie Greek Food restauraant with Denver and Debbie, but I forgot my camera.  Lucky for us, Debbie had hers, so as soon as she sends the pics to me (HINT, HINT) I can post those.

Sunday we got up and we thought about going to church, and then quickly dismissed that idea ’cause it would have meant that we needed to rush, and I really wasn’t into rushing.  I’m feeling the lack of sleep these days.  It’s not too bad, and I’m really not complaining, ’cause this little angel child only wakes at 2am and 5am (like I’ve mentioned before) and mostly just eats and falls right back to sleep unless he gets a air bubble that he won’t let go of.  He really likes to hold onto his burps.  It really takes an act of God to get him to burp. 

Hanging at StarbucksAny way, we went into Vancouver to see Chris, and then we were going to go to Granville Island and check out the market and see if we could find any “weird, cool, unique and unfamiliar fruits” that we could try out for fun.  We might not send our kids with a dollar to the candy store at Granville Island, but we will take them there and search out weird fruits…..hey, if you say it with enough excitement in your voice – you can make just about anything sound fun.

We stayed with Chris for a long time, and had a REALLY GOOD TIME, but by the time we were done, we couldn’t go to Granville Island.  It was too late – maybe another day.  Instead we took the kids to Red Robins, and they were wonderful little angels.  Which was a miracle, as they’ve been a bit wild recently.

We had to stop at the Farm Market to pick up some fruits and veggies on our way home, and Jon took the kids into the Market while I sat in the car and nursed Josiah.  Josiah was still going strong when they were finished, and so they played in the gravel parking lot.  Who knew that a gravel parking lot could be so much fun.  See how sad they are to be leaving…what a bunch of goofs.

Not Happy

On Monday, Jon worked in the moring while the kids tore the house apart, and I tried to sleep (Sooooooo tired – I know……I’m a whiner, I have it sooooo easy)  Then we all pack up and went to the Matinee for Ratatouille.  The kids loved it, and it was actually a really cute movie.  We had to go into Langley to see see the movie ’cause that was the ONLY place close that was still playing the movie.  After the movie was over we went and visited  my Dad at his office, and then went shopping for a few baby things.

We ended up picking up backpacks and school shoes for the kids, so they were happy.

That brings us to today.  We had a bunch of stuff planned.  Little things that required little to no money.  We were going to hit the Library, and let the kids take 5 dollars each and spend it at the Dollar Store, go to all 3 parks at Mill Lake, and finish up shopping for school supplies. (I just have a few things left to pick up). 

Jason & JosiahA friend of ours called us this morning, and adjusted those plans for us.  YAH!

Jason is down from Prince George, and got to see and hold Josiah.

I’m posting this picture to drive Lise mad with envy, and then maybe she’ll move back…..or maybe she’s still holding out hope that we’ll move up there.

Anyway, Love ya girl, and miss ya tons. 

It was so nice to see Jason, and we talked and talked and talked, and still didn’t get to say everything that we’ve have liked to.  We could talk forever. 

We really miss these guys.  They are AMAZING people, and we are worse off because they’ve moved so blinking far away.

 Movin’ on before I start thinking about it too much and cry…..

We did get out and pick up a bunch of school supplies, but I’m still looking for a few specific things.  Jon did take the kids to ONE of the parks at Mill Lake, but aside from an amazing visit, our day was pretty much shot.

Here is a cute picture of our little demon angel.

Here he is at one week old.

and Here’s Two Weeks

And we Absolutely LOVE this Lion King shot….love the arms and legs. 
They’re so long and scrawny.

Alrighty, I have so much more, but the little man is calling, and so I must go.

 Go and check out the new pics up over here.

12 Years Ago……Today

Jon and I got married 12 years ago today.

I’m a little late in getting this post up….as in…..the day is almost over, but hey – better late than never, eh?  And…..well…….I contemplated putting this up tomorrow, but figured that if I could at least get it up today, then all the congratulations and money that we’d get would be worth the little bit extra effort of my part….ha ha ha ha!  I’m not expecting any congratulations, but the money would be nice……..

Okay, being serious now…..I’m going to have to find a whole lot more to say ’cause I have a TON of pictures that I wanted to show you.

I may just send you to my flickr page to take a look at the pics that I uploaded as opposed to dragging this out into a super freakin’ long post of me just rambling on and on and on….how am I doing, so far…..

See, I’ve just made it to the end of one picture.  I’m doing good! 

Seriously though, we were so young, and don’t ask me what I was thinking, ’cause Jon looks like a baby…….

I was a cradle robber….well, I guess I was technically younger than him (so he was the cradle robber), but I don’t look like I’m 14 years old.

We got married at 19 years old and 20 years old.  I look at some teenagers now, and can’t believe that we got married at the same age that some of them are now.  I can’t believe that our parents let us….were we that bad that they wanted us out of the house, and were willing to marry us off to accomplish that goal?  I can’t imagine marrying Geli off to someone Jon’s age when she was my age…..It seems ridiculous, and yet we did it.

I think that the fact that we were friends for almost 6 years before we got married has played significantly into how we’ve managed to make it through the past 12 years without killing each other.  We knew quite a bit about each other, and weren’t walking into this thing called “marriage” with our eyes blinded by love or lust or whatever you want to call it.

We’ve had our hard times – in fact years 5-7 were not so happy or easy or whatever.  I know that a lot of people struggle through the first couple of years, but I think because we were friends first, that we were able to make it all the way to year 5 without too many “issues”. 

At that point, the combination of unforgiveness, selfishness, 3 kids, financial stresses, lack of quality communication, and a bunch of other things made our lives not pleasant.  I’m not trying to be a downer, but this is reality.  Marriage is work, and anyone who thinks otherwise needs to be slapped.  It’s not a fairy tale.  It doesn’t have to suck either….that’s not what I’m saying.  It just requires effort.

We had determined in ourselves that we were in this FOREVER!  Divorce was not in our vocabulary.  It was not an option when we were fighting to say – “Okay then, just leave me!”  Although at times, that would have made things a lot easier (in the moment) – it wasn’t an option. 

I remember during some of our darkest times, thinking that I had two options, and I wasn’t particularly happy with either one.  My options were to either stick it out in a very miserable marriage and just be miserable with where we were at, OR…..I could decide that I didn’t want to stay where we were at, and I could be willing to work things out.  Obviously, it didn’t make much sense to me to remain miserable, and so I basically HAD to work things out.

When your options are to be miserable forever or to getting working….it’s quite the motivator, ’cause who wants to stay miserable forever.We have spent a lot of time working on our marrige, and it’s WAY better now than it ever has been before, and it’s not perfect yet.  We still get mad at each other.  We are still selfish, imperfect people (me more than him), we still have issues with communication (him more than me), we still fight over stupid stuff…….I could go on forever…..that doesn’t sound too good does it……
The thing is, we are learning HOW to fight. We are learning what to say, and what NOT to say.  We are learning how to comunicate without killing each other in the process.  It is possible to fight, and to walk away in a better place then when you started.  I hate fighting and walking away with nothing resolved.  Even if the entire issue is not resolved, if you can take one step forward, then you’re better off than when you started.  I love that we are learning to really hear the HEART behind what each other is saying, and not just the words.

Probably the BEST book we ever read was Love and Respect by Emerson Eiggerichs.  It’s an amazing book that talks about what Men and Women want and need out of a relationship.  Amazing, AMAZING book!  I recommend that if you get it, you do so, to read the sections for you – not for your spouse.  It never works to highlight sections and then leave the book sitting in the bathroom conviently open to where you want him to read it…..believe me…..it just doesn’t…..don’t ask HOW I know that…..just trust me.

Even if you are the only one in your relationship who reads the book, and applies the principles – you will still see fabulous changes in your marriage.  Seriously!

I read the book about a year before Jon did, and although I will admit that by the time he read it – I was ready to kill him, ’cause he ALL OF THE SUDDEN had these amazing insights and revelations……..and like I said……I can be selfish and petty and…..to be completely honest….I really have to work on forgiveness.  It doesn’t come easy to me.

So, his amazing revelations were old news to me, and I was mad, hurt and not interested in cooperating, but again…..going back to the whole….are you going to live in misery for the rest of your life or start working on things……….I’m not interested in a life of misery and so…..let’s get working on stuff.

It’s been up and down over the 12 years, but I’m looking forward to where we’ll be at in another 12 years from now. 

I’m in this for the long haul, sweetheart, and I’m so glad that you are too.

Having said all of that, what would you have said or thought if you had woken up to this on the first morning of married life…………..