Stalling

How much longer can I stall? I'm seriously pushing it to the deadline. For some reason I think that if I don't pack up my clothes then I won't have to move. I'm tired of it. I feel like I have been packing for days.

The packers will be here in 10 hours to finish the house and I'm not even close to being ready. It's all part of my evil plan, muaaaaaahhhhhhhh muahhhhhhh. I will be naked in Texas. They have stores other than Wal-Mart there so I'm not too worried.

Good Gravy... testing, testing

Night Terrors

Last summer Cole started having night terrors. Let me just say that I was totally unprepared for the first one! They are horrible to watch. No parent should hear the death scream of their child. You can't stop the shaking, the sweating, the panic holds. All that being said, they are totally normal. (ha!)

Just one of those things he'll hopefully outgrow. Keith caught his last one on video. Now since this is an electronic baby book, I feel like including it. (especially since it wasn't as bad as some of his other terrors)

MAJOR WARNING: it is disturbing and hard to watch. I strongly advise my parents not to view it. They will turn me in to CPS or something for "letting" this happen. For the record, he wakes up at the end. As always, he doesn't even remember having a dream, let alone it being a terrible one. He peacefully goes right back to sleep.

Standby for me to figure out how to post a video........ (is that total military lingo or what!)


Ok - 18 hours later... all I can do is add the link. Good thing the work force doesn't need my techie computer skills!!

http://picasaweb.google.com/keith.l.mcdaniel/Movies#5340547914659824002

Baby Born Yesterday

Happy Birthday my wee little Brad!! Three years already? Insane. You hold my heart with your smile and sweet voice. I prayed for you and begged God to let you become a member of this family and we NEEDED you. You are an answered prayer. I've had so much fun with you the past three years.

Everyday we see glimpses of your personality. You are a dreamer, a creative and sensitive guy. You love to walk the line of trouble and prankster. Brad, I love you and want to wish you Happy Birthday. One day I hope you can think of your birthday as something other than moving day.

Hopeful!

I've been working on teaching Brad his colors. Disaster. This isn't a new concept or first introduction. He is almost 3 and most kids his age know their colors. This past week we painstakingly went over black and white almost comically getting them wrong every time . I have seriously wondered if he's colorblind. It's crossed my mind that he's a poor "test taker" as in he can't answer questions on the spot. I felt a wave of panic when I think about him not going to preschool next year. The mommy guilt of not knowing how to teach him is enough to make me want to quit. Until today...

Out of the blue, he came up to me and said "The Scorpion that's squishy is orange!" This is his latest attachment. He carries it everywhere and is in his hand at all times. He sleeps with it, bathes with it, and ALWAYS calls it "the scorpion that's squishy". Today he told me it was orange!! Yea! Leave it to Brad to be just off the beaten path. Orange before the primary colors. Orange before black and white. I love that kid.

He's The Greatest

Every now and then, Keith does something that TOTALLY redeems himself as world's greatest husband. Never in a million years did I suspect my 30th surprise birthday party. He pulled it off and I loved it. Never in a million years did I suspect him to organize a spa day with my girlfriends last summer. I fell for every "set up" along the way. And tonight... again, totally surprised when he's proven time and time again of what he's capable of.

I heard a knock at the door at 6pm. It was Kimmie our babysitter. Dang. I totally thought I told her the wrong date (I need her tomorrow). She said "nope, Keith called and I'm here tonight too" WHAT? She said that Keith called her and said I was going out with my friends..... again, what?

She couldn't remember all the details and asked if she should go home.... NO WAY! I told her I would leave even if if meant I would go sit in the car (not kidding) Shortly thereafter Erin showed up. Turns out Keith emailed her and asked if she would be willing to go out with me for girl time. Thank you Josh for that! And he emailed Ashley to see if she would be up for it too. She was! - with Brooke!

We all went to the little coffee shop in town. We talked and relaxed. It was just the break I needed. I didn't have to go the whole bedtime routine or listen to 2 extra hours of whining. (sidenote: how am I going to say goodbye to these girls?)

I know Keith went way out of his way to find Kimmie's number and reach out to Erin and Ashley. Thanks baby. I needed that more than I realized. You're pretty great and I guess I will stick around for 50 plus years. I am one lucky lady and I love you.

Holding Him to It

I was talking with Cole earlier. I gave him a kiss and commented on how all the girls are going to want to kiss him when he gets older. He let out an "eewww! Girls are stinky. I only want to kiss you." I then ask him if I could pick out all his girlfriends and he told me NO! He said "I will do it!" I asked him what if I don't like his girlfriend, and he replied:

"You will like her. I promise she will not be pregknic" (pregnant)

HA! I am holding you to it little man. Holding you to it.