My Sweet Mamaw

This year was a little different for Valentines Day. I am always really big on giving my kiddos something special. I guess I kinda had the Valentines blues, because I didn't even get them candy or anything. I know, I am feeling pretty guilty and Walmart didn't have anything left when I went yesterday. I mean we had a nice brunch after church Sunday.

We had Mamaw and Chelsey over and I made a big breakfast:

eggs
heart shaped pancakes
bacon
hash browns
strawberry/chocolate smoothies

It was nice, but still kids need something special.

My sweet Mamaw blessed them each with a cute little stuffed animal and some candy. How sweet was that? We are so blessed and loved. Now I don't feel so bad.

Can you guess who the frog belongs to? lol

Kayla has the white bear and LZ the brown one. Thanks Mamaw :) we love you!

My Little Ky is Back

I am so happy that Ronnie and Sheryl are back from Michigan. Ky is getting so big! She is beautiful! Well, I am blogging because I got to keep Ky for the night and we had a blast. She is such a good baby. She is so smart and funny.

She let me clean the kitchen and do laundry while she played on the floor. I wished my kids had done that lol. Ky will be a year old on the 25th of this month. Wow, time flys by. Amazing at how smart they are at such a young age.

I observed how she would get her own Cheetoe puff from the bag. I would point to my eye or nose and then she would point to her own. Just fascinating. We really never take the time to observe certain things with our own kids. Maybe it is because we are always so busy with them when they are that little. But when we get blessed enough to spend a couple days with one, we can truly see how amazing they are. Children are really smart. Ky is more than smart, she is a little sweetheart.

Ky is my second cousin but I consider her to be more of a neice. Her grandma (my aunt Coby) and I grew up together and she was adopted by my parents when I was younger. I have always called her Coby and consider her my sister more than my aunt.

Ky looks so much like her. Love you baby girl!

My Precious Blondie Boy

Last night my little man wanted to sleep with momma. I hesitated at first, because he is always squirmy, but I allowed him to. I was so proud of him, because he went to sleep EARLY for a change. He is my little night owl. I am glad that I allowed him to because it gave me a chance to reminisce on his short little life with me, so far.

I was sitting there reading my chapter for my Networking class. I then looked over and noticed that he clenched his blankie and it reminded me of when he was a baby. All three of my kids slept with me as infants. It was easier to nurse them and I loved the closeness of having my baby right next to me.

My mind went back to when he was just a baby. LZ has always been my little snuggler. He is my one child who loves to love on me. His sweet little kisses are slow and always sweet. He smiles when he kisses his mommy and he always kisses me on the lips. My other two do as well, but there is something special with LZ. He is more passionate and emotional, like his momma. :)

Anyway, I was reflecting on when he was a baby. I remember when he was born, I was scared because he was born with a welp on his head. My doctor described it as a broken vessel between his scalp and skull. It scared me because it was really soft and it pertruded from his head. It happened because of how he was delivered. His head was larger than normal babies. He is perfectly fine now. It just worried me until it turned solid.

We went across the country when he was only a month and a half old. Then there was the stress of living with friends and family. I went into the hospital and had to stop nursing him at three months. Sometimes I feel like I failed him. I know it is just my normal momma guilt trip.

That is why I am glad that there are moments like the one I had last night. I just put my book away and started kissing his little cheeks and whispering "momma loves you bub" in his ears. He would smile in his sleep and for just those few moments I was glad that I still had my baby boy. It's memories like these that I will cherish forever.

Momma loves her little blondie blue eyed baby boy, always.

Mile High Laundry and a Nice Guy

How blessed can a girl be? When you have two weeks of dirty clothes staring you in the face, it's time to do something, right?

Well it would be hard to wash all the clothes and then tote them 20 miles to dry. The box would already be about 75-100 pounds, before washing. With wet clothes?... Over double that weight. I would have never made it! I would need a fork lift to lift it up!

It wasn't enough to bless me by taking time to come all the way from Rodessa to Vivian (7 miles), just to deliver something that was given to me. Joy's nice hubby replaced my dryer cord so I can do laundry! I would've never asked him to and didn't have to. He asked me if I needed him to fix it. Wow, how nice was that!

Dear Joy you have a great hubby! Both of you are wonderful people. Thanks for blessing me.