Thursday, July 17, 2008
Keep Your Kids Away From Me!
I went to visit my dear friend Sarah today. We were roommates at SWA flight attendant training. She so nicely reminded me that it's been 10 years. Crikey. Oh - get this.... Sarah goes inside for a few minutes and I'm swimming with the kids. McKenna wants to see if I can swim from one end of the pool to the other so I say - watch this! Well, as soon as I go under and kick off, she decides to follow me. I accidently kick her in the face and when I come up, I see blood. Yeah. So I get her out and we go find Sarah. I'm like "Sarah, I think I kicked her, and there's blood" Not kidding - she opens her mouth and I knocked out her two front teeth! I FEEL SO BAD!!! Sarah says they were both super loose anyway, but still - I kicked her kid in the face! I can't believe I did that. I feel horrible. We couldn't find the teeth at first, but after much searching, they were recovered (ps. teeth sink). Precious girl kept saying "Miss Jennifer, don't feel bad, it was an accident" = worse! She was pretty proud that her teeth were gone. We went to dinner and she kept telling everyone "look at my teeth..... SHE kicked them out!" Funny girl. So, don't be surprised if we never hear from the Coopers again! Killer guilt, but a super cute toothless girl.
Monday, July 14, 2008
God is with You
Brad was crying in the car. I was trying to find out why all the tears, but nothing I offered or could do soothed the tears. Cole then told me that he just wants me. Poor Dude - that's when it happened.........
Cole so calmly says to Brad "Don't worry, your mommy is right here. You just can't see her. Mommy will never ever leave you." Heartbreaking. In my mind, all I could think about was me. I slightly felt more confident in the decision of not going to visit Keith. I knew he was too young. Then Cole added more, "Do you know who else is always with you?" "God".
Such a wise, wise kid. I can't explain the peace it gives me to hear him remember and say that! He's right, God is always with us, even when we can't see him, and will never ever leave. Brad stopped crying.
Cole so calmly says to Brad "Don't worry, your mommy is right here. You just can't see her. Mommy will never ever leave you." Heartbreaking. In my mind, all I could think about was me. I slightly felt more confident in the decision of not going to visit Keith. I knew he was too young. Then Cole added more, "Do you know who else is always with you?" "God".
Such a wise, wise kid. I can't explain the peace it gives me to hear him remember and say that! He's right, God is always with us, even when we can't see him, and will never ever leave. Brad stopped crying.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
For Keith
I hope these brighten your day. I am taking a ton of pictures, but I just had to send you a teaser. Here's us today at yet another T-Lake.
Sidenote: There is a dried up lake bed in Mountain Home and the T-bolts have arranged rocks to form the squadron patch. As planes fly overhead, they can see the logo. Every time we drive by it, Brad yells "T LAKE T LAKE" even though there isn't any water in it. He has progressed to calling every puddle, pond, and stream .... "T-Lake"! T-Bolts Rule
Cole was helping my mom drive the boat, and when she let go (to show him he was driving all by himself), he let go too!
I LOVE this one of Cole. He's so good lookin'. Can you see how light his hair is getting?
Worms. Brad tried to stuff all 12 in his little fist and squeeze them to death. He was laughing and squeeling. Cole was so desperate for a hook!
Sidenote: There is a dried up lake bed in Mountain Home and the T-bolts have arranged rocks to form the squadron patch. As planes fly overhead, they can see the logo. Every time we drive by it, Brad yells "T LAKE T LAKE" even though there isn't any water in it. He has progressed to calling every puddle, pond, and stream .... "T-Lake"! T-Bolts Rule
Cole was helping my mom drive the boat, and when she let go (to show him he was driving all by himself), he let go too!
I LOVE this one of Cole. He's so good lookin'. Can you see how light his hair is getting?
Worms. Brad tried to stuff all 12 in his little fist and squeeze them to death. He was laughing and squeeling. Cole was so desperate for a hook!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Our Grand Arrival
Let me just say that the car ride in was less than enjoyable. I packed a good attitude and all, but it was misplaced between the dogs, cat, and kids. I can not believe I was stubborn enough to think I could do this on my own. Let this be a warning for next time the opportunity arises - I WILL NEED HELP, LOTS OF HELP!
That's where Ashley comes into play. Sweet Ashley. She is the greatest among great friends. If this car trip didn't run her off, I don't know what will.
I tell her to be up and at em' before the sun rises, and she was. We load the animals, but the cat's drugs don't take effect. Marty Cat moaned (notice: not just meowed) the first 1 hour and 45 minutes straight. She slightly got use to the car, but would throw in the moan just when the ringing in our ears stopped. The boys yelled, whined, and fought 20 minutes after getting into the car. That continued for the next 36 hours. Merlin started panting. I like to call it panthering for no reason at all, but he was pantering. A movie got jammed in the DVD player. To those who rely on this great feature, you know the kind of disaster that brings. I come up with the brilliant idea of stopping at a Honda Dealership during our next pit stop (kill two birds with one stone kind of thing) Wrong. We show up with our posse of 1 slightly medicated, still moaning cat, 2 kids that have been tied down for 5 hours straight, 3 dogs, and 2 adults. We crammed in that little waiting area INSIDE! I even had to change a poopy diaper on their floor - so embarrassing. Let me tell you, they got our car fixed ASAP! Actually the people could not have been nicer. It was closing time and they fixed it for free. They even helped load the car up with pets and kids when it was time to go. I must write them a thank you note.
WAIT - I forgot to add that I got sick. A migraine took over and sweet Ashley was driving my crazy caravan and pulling over so I could puke. Along with the dog breath, cat litter, and fast food smells of Mike Victor was my lovely half processed Taco Bell. Tell me - would you have gotten out in the middle of Wyoming and headed for the hills???? I know I would have! And that was only the first day!
Ashley, I slightly fear the repayment I owe you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You took care of me and the boys like any family member would have, handing me a fresh bottle of water and wipe when I got back in the car. She bought my children food when I was still out of commission, drove half way, and even offered to buy gas. You're one of a kind. I think you make a fine military wife and friend. You've got a better grasp at this than you think. I hope you have the time of your life visiting your husband. You deserve it. Keep this thought out of your mind while you're relaxing on the beaches: you have to get back the same way you came ;-)
((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
That's where Ashley comes into play. Sweet Ashley. She is the greatest among great friends. If this car trip didn't run her off, I don't know what will.
I tell her to be up and at em' before the sun rises, and she was. We load the animals, but the cat's drugs don't take effect. Marty Cat moaned (notice: not just meowed) the first 1 hour and 45 minutes straight. She slightly got use to the car, but would throw in the moan just when the ringing in our ears stopped. The boys yelled, whined, and fought 20 minutes after getting into the car. That continued for the next 36 hours. Merlin started panting. I like to call it panthering for no reason at all, but he was pantering. A movie got jammed in the DVD player. To those who rely on this great feature, you know the kind of disaster that brings. I come up with the brilliant idea of stopping at a Honda Dealership during our next pit stop (kill two birds with one stone kind of thing) Wrong. We show up with our posse of 1 slightly medicated, still moaning cat, 2 kids that have been tied down for 5 hours straight, 3 dogs, and 2 adults. We crammed in that little waiting area INSIDE! I even had to change a poopy diaper on their floor - so embarrassing. Let me tell you, they got our car fixed ASAP! Actually the people could not have been nicer. It was closing time and they fixed it for free. They even helped load the car up with pets and kids when it was time to go. I must write them a thank you note.
WAIT - I forgot to add that I got sick. A migraine took over and sweet Ashley was driving my crazy caravan and pulling over so I could puke. Along with the dog breath, cat litter, and fast food smells of Mike Victor was my lovely half processed Taco Bell. Tell me - would you have gotten out in the middle of Wyoming and headed for the hills???? I know I would have! And that was only the first day!
Ashley, I slightly fear the repayment I owe you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You took care of me and the boys like any family member would have, handing me a fresh bottle of water and wipe when I got back in the car. She bought my children food when I was still out of commission, drove half way, and even offered to buy gas. You're one of a kind. I think you make a fine military wife and friend. You've got a better grasp at this than you think. I hope you have the time of your life visiting your husband. You deserve it. Keep this thought out of your mind while you're relaxing on the beaches: you have to get back the same way you came ;-)
((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Saturday, July 5, 2008
More Cornstarch
It just ain't for cookin! Poor Mickey Lee. It seems Brad found a small bowl of cornstarch and then found my dog. I was looking everywhere for the bowl of cornstarch too. I just wasn't fast enough to keep Brad from paybacks. Did I say payback? Sure did. However, he directed his revenge on Mickey instead of his big brother. See below:
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Nighttime Prayer
We say this prayer every night. Cole can say it with me, and Brad is learning.
Dear God, Thank you for today and all of our blessings. Thank you for Daddy, thank you for Cole, thank you for Brad, and for all of our family and friends. Please keep us safe through the night. Amen.
Cole will add in "thank you for mommy" every now and then. I use to think it's because we had a fun day together. Wouldn't you know, he throws it in on my worst mommy days too. I also ask him if there is anything else he wants to tell God. Sometimes he will say thank you for my toys, watch over the man he saw with one leg, or ask for something I told him he couldn't have. Ever since Keith left, he's been praying for daddy to fly safely. Amen.
Dear God, Thank you for today and all of our blessings. Thank you for Daddy, thank you for Cole, thank you for Brad, and for all of our family and friends. Please keep us safe through the night. Amen.
Cole will add in "thank you for mommy" every now and then. I use to think it's because we had a fun day together. Wouldn't you know, he throws it in on my worst mommy days too. I also ask him if there is anything else he wants to tell God. Sometimes he will say thank you for my toys, watch over the man he saw with one leg, or ask for something I told him he couldn't have. Ever since Keith left, he's been praying for daddy to fly safely. Amen.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
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