And now we wait...

Well here we are on a Monday morning and we are now on the other end of the interview process. Nick's interview went great! He said he would be really surprised if he didn't get the job! He would be the Director of Planning which would look great on his resume and would be really good experience. This means we would be moving to a small town about 1 1/2 hours from home. I think it would be a good thing for the kids to grow up in a small community. I am trying not to get too excited at the prospect of my husband being employed again. I know that it is all in God's hands. If he doesn't get the job then there must be a reason. If he does get the job we are going to continue to pray for God's will while we decide if he should take it. Please be praying for us. Right now we just want to make sure we make the right move. This could impact who are children marry, where they go to school, the friends they will have, their personalities, and on, and on. The good news is that they are hoping to have the position filled by October so hopefully there will not be a lot of waiting. For Nick's last job we waited 10 months before finding out he got it...10 months would be a LONG time to be unemployed! :( Hope you all are having a cheery Monday! I am going home and making a Chicken Potpie and a Peach pie for my adorable little family! Celebrating all of God's blessings today!

First Interview!

PHOTO COURTESY OF THE REEL MCCOY!

Guess what? Nick has a job interview Thursday! Praise God! Right now we are just praying to know God's direction in our lives. We want to make sure if Nick gets this position that it is what God wants for our family. The job would require a move and if we move I will most likely have to stay home. Any income I earned would be cancelled out by having to pay for daycare so it just wouldn't be advantageous for us to move. I would love to stay home but at the same time we are having a hard time finding a position for him that he can just walk into that will cover both of our income's now. When I start to think of all of the details I get panicked. I wonder how we will make ends meet and if we can sell our house and moving expenses, and how hard it will be to be away from family, and on, and on. But I know that I serve a God who is bigger than the details. He will see us through whatever he has in store for our family. Our yoke is light and easy to carry...when its not he's there to help us.

Anyway, please be praying for Nick on Thursday with his interview. May he be on his game and may God show us what He wants us to do. Thanks! Have a great day! :)

Wouldn't Trade a Second

Yesterday was our Wedding Anniversary! I simply cannot believe we've been married for six years...wow how time does fly. Nick took me for a romantic picnic with our favorite italian foods on the water. It was peaceful and beautiful. I am a lucky lady to have him! Thanks for loving me Nicholas!

4 pairs of shoes

This weekend on the way to church we had a little talk. We are going to work on two things this week, gang. Number 1, lets be joyful. God has given us so much. We are so blessed in our little family. Number 2, lets pick up all of our stuff. Not too hard, right?

This morning I came downstairs and in the foyer sat 4 pairs of shoes...so I am trying to be joyful that my family doesn't know how to pick up. Fun.

Worst Week Ever

I think this is the complete opposite of VH1’s best week ever. We went on vacation last week which was wonderful but now seems like a lifetime ago. As hard as it is to go back to work on Mondays it was made even harder when I got a call from Nick at work…he was on his way home as he had just been laid off. Ouch.

Our family is a well oiled machine but when the money stops flowing it all kind of comes to a screeching halt.
I think we are set for 6 months. By set I mean we can pay bills, send Emma to preschool, and get a little bit of food…nothing else.

A lot of things will happen in those 6 months: Calvin’s birthday, Halloween, thanksgiving, Christmas. I am not all about material possessions but it simply kills me inside to know we might not be able to provide for our children in those special ways.

Those of you who are family I am not worried as I know you’ll make the children still have a wonderful Christmas. Its those moments tied to those times that makes my heart break knowing that we won’t be able to provide for them. Things like apple picking, getting a Christmas tree, going to the Walnut Room, pumpkin picking. All of those family traditions the kids aren’t going to get to do this year.

My rational side says surely this can’t last for 6 months. My husband is the smartest person I know. He will fight for his family. But I am sure that’s what everyone else says in this situation.
My freaked out side of me asks what we will do if this lasts longer than 6 months? I mean, when do you put your house up for sale? When do you say “okay we are sinking fast?”

The future is a black hole to me right now, but then I lift my head and realize I am sitting in the palm of God’s hand. He’s stroking my hair and saying “shhh. It’s okay.” Nick keeps telling me this happened for a reason. I’m reminded of the Casting Crowns song that says “and every tear I’ve cried you hold in your hand, You’ve never left my side, and though my heart is torn I will praise you in this Storm.” I know my Redeemer lives, He will bring us out of this.

Our biggest goal right now is to not let the children’s lives be affected. We’ve never been a “lets go to the toystore and buy a bunch of stuff” kind of family so hopefully it won’t be very hard to keep things the same.

Please know I am not writing this as a “oh feel sorry for us” type thing. Rather I would love to have prayer backers behind us. The power of God is going to move mountains…He’s going to give Nicholas the most amazing job and He’s going to take care of our family! Amen. So please be praying for us. Lift us up any moment you can so we may be cloaked in prayer. Thank you so much in advance.

Crazy Week

I am sorry I have been somewhat aloof lately. This has been the hardest week on me emotionally and physically. In case you didn't know, Calvin is having a hard time talking. I've been up nights tirelessly researching what could be wrong, what I need to do. Nick's been living up to his title of "World's Best Daddy" by looking up how we sign certain things to him. I have also been up nights tirelessly crying, feeling guilty that I somehow caused this, and wondering if I would ever hear that sweet boy tell me he loves me. I know that's selfish but I want to hear it. I want to know that he feels loved and is as happy as his smile indicates.
Monday we (calvin and I) had a 2 1/2 hour appointment with a speech therapist who told me she thinks there is hope. It was like having an angel in my presence: Calvin loved her, she made me feel okay and that I am not a screw up for a mother. We begin intensive therapy when we get back from vacation. I am just so excited to see what can be done with my little man. He also needs his tongue clipped and I think Emma does too so we are going in next week to cross that hurdle.
Nick has a kidney stone...its the size of a marble. So he went in to surgery yesterday to have it pulverized. No matter how minor the surgery is I think when the love of your life goes under its pretty nerve wracking...don't you think? I had to also prepare myself for the worst: he could be bedridden for days and need me to do everything (more than I already do do everything, ha!). So far he's been a little nauseous but we're pulling through. I think this weekend will prove my strength if I don't have him around to help.
Next week we leave for vacation. My guest bed is covered with luggage. My guest room wall is covered with about 15 checklists (1 per bag). As you can see, I am in charge of packing. Please if you know where the Burt's Bees bug repellent has run to in our house I am all ears. Errrr. So I will persevere with that task this weekend...oh how fun.
So I think that's been my week in a nutshell. On top of the laundry, dishes, vacuuming, mopping, deluttering, etc.

In case you were wondering...

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I just wanted to share with you that my coffee maker when you open the lid to pour the water in reads "not recommended for use in dishwasher". Does this make any sense to anyone? Someone please help me out because to me this can only mean two things: a) I have now read the dumbest thing I have ever and b) someone probably in Sheboygan tried to use their coffeepot in the dishwasher...weird wild stuff.

Garage Sale

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Its official, I'm having a Garage Sale. Well I wouldn't call it official, but its pencilled in my planner! We are having it at my Grandma's since I don't have a garage to speak for but she has two. Nick thinks I am nuts for doing this as it will be way too much work but truth me told, I am super excited! I love organizing things so I now have another project to work on. Yeah! I am also excited about getting all of this crap out of my house so we have extra room. Most of the stuff that I am selling is baby stuff so all of that will be out of the attic and I will have room to morph that into our home office. Hooray! I am so excited! If you have any preparing-for-a-garage-sale tips let me know...this is my first one!

I hate Mondays

I hate Mondays, don't you? Here are my reasons why I wish Mondays would never come around:

The children are still not old enough that they can turn on the tv and graze on cheerios until we get up. So as inticing as the weekend seems to be to catch up on sleep, reality always smacks me in the face on Monday that here it is yet another week and I am still exhausted.

Leaving my children. Yes I know I only work part time but having to leave their warm snuggly little bodies so I can go throw hash is physically painful. I feel like I can't breathe. Every morning but Mondays especially I have this fight within myself that is one of those like in the movies where they are taking someone's child away...think Gabrielle on DH when they took the adopted baby...that's what's on my inside.

Summing up all that needs done. Monday mornings to me are that moment where you come to a wall look up and realize its not a wall but a huge giant you have to overcome...oh crap. Between laundry, ballet, meal planning, mommy and me classes, library reading lists, scrubbing toilets, making beds, scrubbing the grit out of the refrigerator gaskets...it all is just a lot of work. Oh and lets not forget all of the thank you cards to write, preschools to find, doctor's visits to set up, tree trimmers to find, bills to pay, friends to keep up with, yada, yada its never ending.

So do you hate Mondays too?

Out on his own

Calvin is gaining such independence these days. Of course he has those times when he just wants his Mommy (or his Daddy!) but he has completely gotten over seperation anxiety and is focusing on how things work, how they come apart, and how to squash them into a million pieces.

These pictures were taken at the zoo when he didn't want to be in his stroller...he wanted to push it. So we let him and as you can see he hit a wall...literally. I just love this little man and his spirit. He is so much like his father...easy going unless he is passionate about something...then watch out!

Precious Princess

I caught Emma playing and thought I would share it with you...isn't she just too precious? I love that she's a real live little girl! Everytime she sees the ballerina in her jewelry box her little eyes just light up. Okay I am getting off of here...the kids are with their Grandma all day and this is making me teary eyed and missing them. Have a good weekend everyone!

Parade Time

They were having such a good time!

Here's Auntie Bean and I with the kids getting ready for the parade

Last week we went to the parade in Nicholas' hometown. Its always been so much fun and this year having two children enamored by it was an incredible experience. Thankfully, God held the impending rain off too so we were had great weather!

Isn't Emma adorable?

And here's Mr. Handsome pants!

Preschool?

I just had to tell you we are preschool shopping- who would have known this time would be here already? I just can't believe I have a three year old already. We are putting in Emma in preschool more for socialization than anything. She knows her right/left, alphabet, numbers, etc. What she doesn't know is turn taking and sharing...oops. How did this time get here already?

The little Sweetheart

This is Emma. She is three. She has just recently started realizing her emotions. Its the most precious thing you have ever seen. Tuesday she was going to spend the night at her Grandma's but instead decided to come home because she would miss us. That's the first time she's really just come out and said it...she has figured out what missing us is and how it feels. This morning she woke up while I was getting ready to go to work (which was about 4:30 in the a.m. by the way). I tucked her into our bed with Nicholas and she was very snuggly!
When I left I said goodbye and was explaining to her that Daddy and I would be home tomorrow for the holiday when we really should be at work. She said "When you and Daddy are home with me, it just makes my little heart feel so special." Isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard? That made me want to call work and tell them I am never coming in again, instead I will be devoting all of my time to making sure my children have little hearts that forever feel special.
But she is getting it...she knows when she misses us, when she's sad, and when she's happy. I love that she is learning all that there is in this life. She is uncovering herself and we get to see her emerge...to see what makes her feel one way and something else makes her feel completely polar opposite. I love that, I love being here for that.

Wrestling-Our New Pastime

Recently my children have taken on practicing for WWF matches. Calvin usually starts it by full force running into Emma. Before I know it they are on the floor trying to kill one another. The weird thing is they both LOVE it...all they do is giggle the whole time. I swear you would think they were a couple of boys instead of my sweet little baby and precious little girl trying to pummel one another. I definitely think Calvin's down.

Bad Mommy

The kids are awake. Naptime ends at 4:00 in our home. Its 2:39 according to the clock on the computer. They are in bed. I am on strike against getting them. Sometimes Mommy needs a break. The problem with this is the guilt has started to set in and so with each passing moment I feel a little worse about leaving them up there to make what can only be identified as jungle noises to one another through the hall. Why am I still not getting them you ask? First let me ask you if you've ever dealt with a child who has not napped? Hmmm? So you know why I am resisting with all of the strength I have to not go and get two unnapped children out of their dens. Things will be thrown, kids and Mommy's will cry, rears will be swatted and by the time Nick comes home the draperies will be torn from the windows, I'll have gum in my hair and we probably won't know where Calvin is. Oh and inevitably a shoe will have been flushed down the toilet...again. So no I am not getting you, no matter how many times you call "mama" or say " Yoohoo, I'm done with the nap!" You can sit...reflect, pray, practice your Yoga moves; the chaos is going to have to wait just a couple more moments.

Fisherwoman Emma

Emma and Uncle Marcy with her first fishy!

Emma put her hand on his shoulder, patted him, and said Thanks for this...so cute!

Doesn't she look proud?

This past weekend Uncle Marcy came home and took Emma fishing. She loved it! Months ago I was driving her around and she randomly decided she wanted Uncle Marcy to teach her to fish. Hm, random. So we went home and she called him to ask him to take her fishing. After that its all she talked about.

Grandma Peggy got her a Dora fishing pole complete with cute pink bobbers. Emma was a little freaked out by the worms and the fish when she caught them but overall had fun. Emma caught a small-mouthed bass and Uncle Marcy had her kiss it! Since then she's been talking about how she kissed that fish with the little mouth.

She was thrilled when we would throw the fish back to their Mommy's and Daddy's. Overall it was a great experience and I know she can't wait to go fishing the next time.

Pea Scooping

I keep forgetting to post on here! My Aunt Jan sent these to us and oh my goodness Calvin LOVES them! I didn't think they would make that big of a difference in eating habits but they definitely have. I love them! Now Emma wants them too even though she's been off training silverware for sometime now. Aren't they cute? Don't you wish they made them for adults? I love that it comes with a spoon and fork and instead of a knife it comes with a pusher to push food around your plate or to pile our peas onto your spoon. Anyway, this is a FANTASTIC gift idea for that little boy or girl in your life who may be a finicky eater...this will make them want to eat!

Thank's Aunt Jan!

Saturday I got a package and in it was this book from my Aunt Jan! I am so blessed to have her as my Aunt and Friend! It was so encouraging to get a gift out of the blue and so much fun. This is now my favorite book...it has everything you could ever want! It made me remember the kinds of aprons my Aunt Rella wore or seeing pictures of my Great Grandma, what a treasure...just like my Aunt Jan! Thanks so much, I love it and I love you!

Calvin Alone

Friday night Emma spent the night at her Grandparent's for the first time. It was so hard to have her go and I may write about that more later but what was kind of cool was the fact that Calvin had his Mom and Dad all to himself. He is such a funny, funny guy. I can't believe how similar he is to Nick already. He is going to have a wife someday that he makes laugh as much as Nicholas makes me laugh...I just know it. Calvin is such a different person when Emma is not around, it is uncanny how different his personality can be. Here are a couple of pictures from our time with just Mr. Calvin:

Him and Daddy at the zoo...we have a membership and we were able to get in before they opened!

This kid's got class!

Peek-a-Boo!

I love this little boy! This is how he plays peek-a-boo...isn't it the cutest? He puts his hands over his face and when you say "Where's Calvin?" he pops out smiling! He is just getting to be such a big sweet boy! And he acts goofy just like his Daddy! Plus he doesn't seem to be losing the blonde hair so I think we are going to have an exact replica of Nicholas on our hands!

My Little Ballerina

Isn't she the cutest ballerina that you have ever seen? She has had one class and she just loved it! We are going back today and I think soon we are going to see someone relevee-ing before we know it.

Touch

Touch alarm clock
Touch shower
Touch towel
Touch Nick's cheek
Feel loved
Touch pink coffee cup
Touch leash
Touch gate
Feel God's presence
Touch blowdryer
Touch clothes
Touch yogurt cup
Touch Emma's pink blanket to tuck her in
Feel blessed
Touch jacket
Touch sandals
Touch front door
Feel sad to leave

What do you touch?
What do you feel?

From 3 Feet Up...Love Edition

I asked Emma to take some pictures of things that she loves...here is what she took:

Can you tell she loves her Big girl bed?

And the television

Yeah! I made the Things I love list!

This is Roscoe the kitty from behind

And we love Trumpet the Elephant

This Kid Likes Yogurt!

That's right...that is what Calvin looks like after you give him yogurt. I post this picture to make a few points:
First of all when babysitting our child, do NOT give him yogurt...unless you like being slimed...seriously there's no way to get the kid out of the chair without partially looking like that yourself.
Number two...if you ever wonder why my house looks dissheveled, its because of this. If I kept the house clean he would just walk around looking like this. Pick your poison.
Number three...to improve Calvin's mouth muscles we are now giving him yogurt in a cup and making him drink it with a straw...thanks be to God! This scene was a nightly event so if you see me every morning you would know why I looked like a zombie...cleaning this kid was exhausting! So the straw idea was ingenious!

Big Girl Bed

It's official...Emma is a big girl. Nick put together her bed, which used to be my old bed, and she has been a big girl ever since. He put it together while she was taking a nap and when she awoke she was amazed "it's beautiful!" she kept whispering in awe...so stinking adorable! Her first night in it she said she didn't need her pink blanket or any of her animals anymore because she was a big girl. That part almost broke my heart. But when an hour had passed and she still couldn't sleep, she accepted the pink blanket when I offered, "You've never slept without it little one". Soon enough she was fast asleep. So now we are big time. I have no idea where the time has gone or how I am suddenly the mother of a three year old. Oh how its going by too fast, and oh how I love my big girl.

Hottest Man Ever!

I'd like to introduce you to the cutest man ever...my husband, Nick! Isn't he a hottie? I love that he is such a good daddy and such a great husband. I thank God every day for this man. Lately we have been rediscovering one another...read that to mean we fight practically every day. Nick has helped me to realize that I need to lighten up and be his Lindsay again instead of trying to be an uber mom. I hope I am making Nicholas realize that he needs to be more fun and not yell all of the time (I'm clearing my throat at you sir!). I love him so much. I love what a good Daddy he is...he's fun, he thinks of cool things to do, he brings them things home from work. He's such a good husband...he puts up with so much crap from me (not to the extend of Jon and Kate, but still) and still manages to somehow have reason to get out of bed in the morning. He is so funny and compassionate. I just love him...okay just wanted to let you all know how much I love him!

My Apron

If you want you can call me June Cleaver. I'll take it as a complement. To date I have 4 aprons in my "collection"...5 if you count the one from when I had to cook in for the Taste of Home Cooking Show (another embarrassing moment, oy!) I love aprons because they remind me of when my Grandma would have been my age and before. The way I see it I am only 2 generations out of the one where everyone wore aprons out of necessity...so I have decided to bring it back. First of all, aprons are very much a necessity. When I am flushing borax down my drains or swishing bleach around, I don't need those things on my clothes so I done an apron. When I make dinner I don an apron. Second, I love for my kids to remember me in an apron...wouldn't that be neat? Do you wear an apron? Which one is your favorite? My current favorite was my Mother's Day gift from Nick and the children...it is pink with polka dots and says "Domestic Diva". I think that basically sums me up, don't you? As one of my co-workers emailed me, he thinks I'm the best. Ha! See? Its in writing. No but seriously I think aprons are something that shouldn't go out of style. They may be a thing of the past, but not for long! They are a symbol of caring and of the housework wives do around the home...I know those are things that aren't going by the wayside anytime soon!

Calvin's Scare

I know I should have told you all about this before but from a Mother's point of view it has just been unbearable to relive. While we were on vacation for Mother's Day Calvin had a seizure. Mother's Day morning had started out perfectly...we got ready and went to brunch, then out for pony rides. We were having so much fun and it was such a beautiful day! We decided to go back to the hotel and pack up our things and then having a couple hours before check out, we would hit the water park again. Emma was playing on a window seat in our hotel room and of course Calvin was next to it playing with her. He must have stepped on something and lost his balance because he hit his head on the ledge. He was crying and tried to stand up. Nick noticed he was bleeding in his mouth so he picked him up to see. Calvin let out a huge scream, turned grey and then started seizing. Nick and I both just looked at one another...what do we do? Nick had disconnected the phone because the kids kept prank calling people, cell phones were no where. "Run to the front desk." Nick said. I shot off, but not before taking off my shoes which looking back on the situation seemed like odd behavior. :) The front desk called 911 and told me to go get a lifeguard from the waterpark. 3 followed and helped until the paramedics arrived. Calvin seized for a total of 5 minutes and during that time sounded like a fish out of water. He seriously looked dead. His gorgeous dark brown eyes turned transparent. The lady paramedic couldn't get him to respond either...he had come out of his seizure and was not responding...he was falling asleep which was scaring me to death. When the paramedic scooped him up to take him to the ambulance I had a really hard time keeping it together..."my baby!"





I rode in the ambulance with Calvin and Nick followed with Emma. Frantically he called family as we prayed silently and fervently for our precious little boy. "I haven't had enough time with him." was all that would run through my head. I kept picturing that classic television moment where the doctors come out and say "we did all we could". Fortunately though Calvin started to come around in the ambulance and he was looking alive! His vitals looked good and he was responding...the EMS even got him to take a nap!





At the hospital they ran a CT scan which came back that there were no breaks and no internal bleeding could be found! Our baby's okay! We had him see our pediatrician back home too and he still is okay...our family doctor thinks the seizure was from lack of oxygen to the brain when he was crying.





I know it sounds dramatic but when you look in your precious baby's face and wonder if you will see it tomorrow, its horrific. The whole contrast of perfect day to nightmare situation reiterated the fact that God is in control...not me. Not me at all. Yes I plan for Nick to come home from work every day but that doesn't mean he will. I might think "hey lets go to the waterpark", but that doesn't mean we are going to make it there. God is in control and I must accept that and have peace with that even in the midst of insanity.





For those of you praying for us, thank you. I know without a shadow of a doubt that your prayers formed a blanket of peace around Calvin; a blanket I am sure God wrapped snuggly around him and rocked, rocked, rocked him to sleep with in His hand.

Giddy Up

Last year Emma took her first pony ride and LOVED it! So when we went on vacation we thought it would be fun to try to have Calvin take a ride. He tends to be stand offish about some things, especially giant animals!, but to our surprise he loved it too! Calvin’s horse was named Macaroni and Emma had a horse named Buster…too cute! Emma was in front of Calvin on the trail and she kept turning around and yelling “come on Macaroni!” She apparently thought that Calvin was poking behind. The thing I love about this summer is that the kids are beginning to do things together and they are beginning to be on the same playing field as far as interests go. And Calvin has always wanted to do what Emma is doing; we are finally getting to the point where Emma actually wants her brother around too. It’s pretty common now to hear “come on calvin, follow me” from wherever they are playing. It’s nice to know that although Macaroni lags, Calvin will never be far behind Emma.

Calvin on Macaroni

Emma and Macaroni...I think I should have requested a side saddle

Vacation

Here we are right before Mother's Day Brunch!

Me and my babies
For Mother's Day Nick took me out of town. I must say I become a different person when I am out of town...I am on my game. I am funny, kind, lighthearted, witty, oh so witty! I discover that I really am too blessed to be stressed. Yippee! I do funny things like walk through mud puddles, get icecream on my nose on purpose, and roll down hills. I think vacations are what we need to take a step back and look at our life through someone else's eyes...I think the someone else would see how lucky I am. How much fun we all have together, how carefree the four of us are when we are together. Here are some pics we took on our vacation...

Emma stepping on the water in her cute suit

Daddy and Calvin swimming

This is how Emma and I shop...she plays & I drink

Run Forest, run! Sorry had to interject that one! :)

Random Thoughts

For those of you who REALLY know me, you know there are always 18,000 thoughts running through my head because I am a freak and don't do anything without developing an ulcer about it. Yes that's me miss spontenaity. :) So here are some of the things running through my head:





Is it ever going to feel like I am caught up?





When is the sense of guilt going to end? I feel guilty when I play with my kids, I should be cleaning...and vice versa





Stay tuned for year 6 of the melodrama...will Nick ever develop into a romantic?





I completely understand the pursuit of weightloss will always and forever be an ongoing thing...but I often times wonder if I will ever be happy with, well, me.





No one believes me, but I am a trendsetter...totally.





My husband should be the mayor...and my husband is way better than yours...don't even try to say he's not.





Yes in case you were wondering I am an all or nothing kind of gal.





If anyone ever calls one of my kids a retard I will drive to wherever they are that moment and punch them in the face





I can punch really hard





I have come to the point in my life where I am realizing that all of those people I once would have killed to have recognize me or respect me...I could care less because 90% of them are losers.



Will this be the year I don't kill the gerber daisies?

My little Sous

Emma is learning how to cook with me. This morning we made Belgian waffles with powdered sugar and strawberries. Don't they just look yummy? Please let me just start by saying that I think I have some pretty lucky little kids...my mom never made me waffles. I hope the kids realize how blessed they are...do you think they do? Next let me ask, do you think my little baby is starting to look like a real live little girl? I know I do. She is just getting so big and so funny! She loves cooking! I'm sorry I haven't talked about Calvin much. There's stuff going on and I just don't know yet how much I am comfortable sharing. Just know he's happy and healthy...he just has a spastic mom that may be a little over protective. I'll talk when I feel up to it about everything, for now just please keep praying.

It's a Jeep Thing

Aunt Jaime got Emma a Jeep for her Birthday...may I first just say I wish I had a Jeep. Her and her brother are having so much fun with it. It basically drives like a golf car and it is so cute to see her switch it into reverse. Her first drive included her running into our Explorer, backing up, running into it again, backing up and then running into it again. Oh learning how to drive. Calvin was the passenger of course and he kept leaning over and hugging Emma because he was having so much fun. Emma's Jeep is blue which of course is the same color as Aunt Jaime's Jeep! Now they match! It is just so cute and we have one thing to say...Thanks Aunt Jaime! :)