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Saturday, December 20, 2008

Amazing Andy

An old but favorite shot after playing in the yard together

Last night my hubby had the boys and let me go out with girlfriends (rock-climbing and dinner - SO MUCH FUN - will post about that later). Not only did he feed and bathe both boys, deal with Max's breathing treatment and meds, play video games with Jake and get them both to bed...he cleaned the entire house!!

I have been feeling super overwhelmed with house cleaning lately - I'm never ahead on laundry, there's usually dishes in the sink with a full, clean load in the dishwasher (ugh), and there's stacks of important papers everywhere! I hate it but can't seem to stay on top of things with all we've dealt with Max and Christmas shopping and everything...

I came home pretty late to find the pile of laundry that was on the rocking chair folded and put away (which I hadn't touched for a couple days), toys all picked up, dishes put away and most of the paper clutter picked up. SO nice to come home to that.

A few months ago, I left for a Saturday to get my hair done (several hours with highlights and all) and he had sustained both boys by himself :) AND repainted the kitchen! I left the house with a cookie-monster-blue kitchen and came home to a nice off-white one! Sometimes he just amazes me.

Thank you to my wonderful, hard-working, humble, sweet-attitude hubby! It's true that love grows over time. I love you more now than ever, sweetheart!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Strong for It

Jake saw one of these in someone's yard and said,

"Those are for God to pick up and shake...Yeah, 'cause He's the one who's strong for it."

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Whew!!

I'm here...just been too busy to post! Been out of town and busy with something every day this week. Then I took Max to the doctor today - he's been fighting off a pretty icky cold. Today I heard a lot more coughing and wheezing so I took him in. Not RSV, but probably some other virus, she said, and he has to be on steroids and breathing treatments!! Hate that nebulizer! Actually, the right attitude would be that I'm thankful that they exist and that our kids are super healthy. It's just that it's hard to get a squirmy 19-month-old to sit still for 20 minutes with a noisy, steamy mask over his face - 4 times a day! But thank you Lord for helpful medicine. Anyway, she says he shouldn't be contagious anymore...just needing to get rid of the wheezing. Get well little Max!

Will do a real post soon...

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

DADDY'S HOME!!!

Thanksgiving Feast

Jake had fun at our school's Thanksgiving Parade & Feast. His class dressed as Pilgrims. After the parade he told me that he was a "superhero pilgrim!" HA! Alright bud.

Hard to see here - he's in the orange shirt.

Walking in line. So cute with his hands in his pockets. (Although he thinks "cute" is for babies, "pretty" is to describe girls, and "cool" is to describe boys. When I tell him he's so cute, he likes it, but says, "no, I'm big!" :) )

His teacher, Mrs. Parker and his class

Their "feast" was a Dickey's turkey sandwich, macaroni and cheese and a turkey cookie. :)

Jake was so happy to see me in the middle of the school day and kept saying, "I love you Mom." He was so cuddly and sweet. I love you Buddy.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 24, 2008

My Harmonica Dad & Son

A big part of who I am has to do with my amazing dad (I love you Dad!), who happens also to be an incredible harmonica player. I loved growing up seeing and learning what I did because of my dad and his music. Jim (my brother) and I grew up with Dad always playing (practicing) while driving down the road, amplifiers throughout our house, travelling to cool places for gigs (sometimes getting backstage star treatment), and lots of education about musicians like Toots Thielemans and Muddy Waters.

Even though I was used to my dad's playing, I've always had an appreciation for what he could/can do. There are several songs he plays (one of them below, "Use Me Up") that I love. I remember being a little girl walking with him in the woods in Tennessee (right, Dad?) LOVING hearing him play "Mercy, Mercy." I've heard it so many times, but never get sick of it. It's a good song, but it's more because of my dad playing it. It sounds cheesy, but my heart swells with pride every time I hear him play on stage.

Unfortunately, I never got interested in any instrument, although my brother is - he's an amazing guitar/bass/whatever-he-wants-to-play player...

And I didn't even know this was out there (shouldn't be surprised), but I found a few videos of my dad and his buddy Smokey Logg on YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TK2ue1kc9Mo (couldn't embed this one)

Needless to say, we have a few used harmonicas laying around the house. My sweet Max has taken it up a bit:

Can you hear the loud in and out blowing? He loves it...

Blowing through the side - doesn't work as well.

Hands-free...

Thank you, Dad, for your many gifts to me. I love you.

Friday, November 14, 2008

You Have Really Big Glasses

...from my blogging "friend" (strange how you get to know people through blogging that I would never normally meet...) Missy's blog, "It's Almost Naptime!!". She posted this...HA!!