Sunday, November 30, 2008

Over the river and thorugh the woods

You two are currently at your Grandma & Grandpa Cook's house. Every other weekend they take you for a night. Aiden - you think your Grandpa Cook is the best thing ever. If he's around then no one else matters. I think it's wonderful to see you with him and him with you. Reilly - you are really starting to show your personality and it is AMAZING. Your Grandma Cook is wowed by everything you do. (and she's had two kids of her own so that really says something) You boys are now and will always be the best thing that has ever happened to me. BUT, while you're gone there are so things I need to get done, so I'd better get to it. <3

Monday, November 10, 2008

Paul Harvey

Paul Harvey Writes:

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.
I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.

I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him..

When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.

On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.

If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it.. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.

I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.

These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

androids of my very own.

I just don't know. I don't want to scrap all of my previous entries because that was a very important time in my life. In our lives. But I didn't document one day of my pregnancy with reilly. Not one. I don't want him to feel like that means I loved him any less. Oh my. Having kids is very....

I don't know. I don't even update this. Not since right before I had aiden. Maybe I should start. I would start but every entry would be like this:

Blah blah blah. Cute thing kid 1 did. Cute thing kid 2 did. Went to work. Came home. Bathed children. Went to sleep.

No one wants to read that. I don't even want to read that. Meh. We'll see.