Sunday, August 22, 2010

First days...

It's my son's first day of second grade tomorrow. It's kind of exciting. During worship tonight, he expressed his excited anticipation, and nervouseness about starting second grade. I was about to blow it off as whatever, things will be fine....then I remembered...This is a big deal! Well, in his world it is.
It's amazing how much I've forgotten about being young. I remember, I used to be soo excited; as I got older, excitement was replaced with nervousness so bad, I go nauseous. First days are such a big deal...

I remember last year, and the year before...he's growing up soo fast. I look at him, and reflect on how much older he looks... I guess, when they are babies, you forget they are babies, untill they get older. I think its the unfortunate plight of older (and only) children. They're often expected to act so much more 'grown up' than they really are....and I am guilty of treating my son as a little adult, and neglecting the fact that he was just a baby...

This year will be so much different for him. He's got glasses now, and reads better. I'm hoping his world contains much happiness for him this year. He's made some friends, and seems to be settling into life as an older brother.

I'm so excited for him. I hope I can sleep tonight..... :)

Thursday, August 5, 2010


My feet hurt.
Im not sure why, but they do. I've a feeling its because of my shoes; but really?? That and the fact i've been on them for most of the evening.
Its amazing how something so natural as standing can cause such pain!!

I've been wishing that Icould find shoes that it dosent hurt to stand in. But I think it may be a lost cause.

I dont like my feet, either. They are not pretty. they are functional, and thats about it. I envy those with naturally beautiful feet. Even when I "pretty-fy" them...they look short and stubby, but are suprizingly large for how tall I am.
Either way. I need to accept my feet, because I intend to start belly dancing soon and they dance barefoot.

....Maybe i should work harder to ensure they are "pretty-fied".

My daughter is going to have beautiful feet. They are shaped like her fathers (who, by the way, has very pretty man feet) and are slender. and long. But she looks like she's going to be tall. My son has pretty good feet too. very sturdy, well shaped feet. Nice arches. He'll be a good athlete....once he starts.
Mine are just ...odd.

oh well.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


Lately I've been recieving letters from friends.
Not the e-mail, or facebook posts; but old fashioned, hand written letters.
It's like christmas every day I get one, and I realize how thankful I am for friends.

I dont write back to often. Actually, I think I've written back once. I tell myself, I'm just so busy....but that reasoning falls to the ground, when realize the friends that write me are busier than I.

It makes me grateful; realizing that people are taking time out for me.
Makes me realize, how much I dont take time for others, even though I tell myself that I do.

I have some pretty wonderful friends. :)

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Time keeps on flying...

Ty turned eight this past week. It's amazing how time flies. Eight years ago, I had a little boy.

My life was very different then.

Anyways. Today, we threw a birthday party for him. It was good. I think everyone had a good time. It was wonderful hanging out with friends...watching my son play with others. It does mean alot to have your kid surrounded by friends....and friends you like, and that you feel will help him grow to respect those around him.

I baked him a cake. It took me untill 4:20 am to finish it, frosting and all. it was delicious...but exhasutive. I'm so proud of myself though. Outside of Crocheting, and Sewing, Cake baking is my hobby. After I finished...I felt accomplished. Like one of "those Moms", the one's I always wished I were like. The ones who always had time for thier kids, and thier kids friends. Time to sew clothes for thier daughters, and bake cookies for thier sons.

I can't imagine one being disgusted with having time to love thier kids.

As it was, Tyrel enjoyed his dark chocolate dinosaur cake.

I think. :)