What a great weekend. Your brother, you and I drove to Bandon on Thursday. Friday morning we got up and went to breakfast with Papa i.e. Grandpa. Grandpa and I always take our own cups to get coffee. They have one of the double-handled mugs that Lynne made for you so I told you to grab it for hot chocolate. All you would talk about on the way in was hot chocolate. The lady who took our order almost melted at the cuteness when you put your cup up there with ours. After breakfast we went to the beach. You walked all of the way from the jetty to Face Rock and up the stairs with Grandpa. Riley and I walked part way with the two of you then we turned around and went back to the car to go get you guys. Grandpa found a walking stick that was just perfect for you! It must have worn you out cause you took a three hour nap after we got back to Grandma and Grandpa's house!
On Saturday we all piled into Grandma and Grandpa's car and went for a drive up Elk River. We found a great spot down by the river and had a picnic lunch. You had a great time throwing rocks in the river!
On Sunday we met my friend Katrina for lunch and then wandered around Old Town for a bit and got a snack at Cranberry Sweets. Then, we went to Grandma Abbie and Grandpa Keith's house. It was so cute, you kept calling Grandma Abbie, Momma Abbie. She didn't care...she loves you so much! You got to see a bunch of your cousins and jump on the trampoline! You weren't sure about the jumping part...I think you're just training to be a tiller. You know, be able to stay upright in really hard conditions ;)
We stayed over night at Grandma Abbie and Grandpa Keith's. So, this morning we got to have breakfast with them, Mandy and Steve and Alex and Cameron, and Aunt Nancy and Uncle Ralph. Bob and Chris brought Shelby, Jamison and Elliana back up for breakfast too! You ate three of Grandma Abbie's pancakes. Then we drove home. You chattered at me the whole way! You also pinched your brother while he was sleeping...thanks, NOT!
"It's not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can't tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it, myself." -Joyce Maynard
Monday, May 27, 2013
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Tuesday, May 7, 2013
What I Want for Mother's Day...
As posted by Mary Carpenter on Facebook:
What I Want for Mother’s Day
Dear Children,
Mother’s Day is coming up, and I thought I should tell you what I want. This way there’s no guilty panic or last minute purchasing of flowers at the closest gas station. So, this is what I want, this year and every year after; it’s pretty simple really.
I want you to be a decent human being.
I want you to be who you are, but don’t be an asshole.
I want you to work hard at everything you do, because life is too short not to give it everything you’ve got.
I want you to ask for help when you need it.
I want you to help others when they need it.
I want you to learn how to cook, do your own laundry, pay your bills and know how to clean a bathroom.
When you screw up, and you will, more than once, I want you to own it, because it’s the screw-ups that make the victories sweeter.
I want you to travel, because the world is huge and you are one part of it.
I want you to know that even when we hate each other, I will never stop loving you.
I want you to play nicely with others.
I want you to feed your curiosity.
I want you to find a way to do what you love, and realize that that might look different than you originally thought.
I want you to respect every human being’s right to be who they are.
I want you to sometimes be more interested in someone else than in yourself.
I want you to know that you are flawed and you are extraordinary. There is no one else like you.
I want you to know that I would lay down my life for you in Lily Potter fashion any day of the week.
I want you to realize how lucky you are every once in awhile even if only for an instant.
I want you to know love, even if it means getting hurt.
I want you to relax and not feel guilty about it.
I want you to know life can be brutally hard sometimes.
I want you to know that you can choose happiness even when the dark side offers you cookies.
And I wouldn’t mind breakfast in bed.
See, simple.
Love,
Mom
What I Want for Mother’s Day
Dear Children,
Mother’s Day is coming up, and I thought I should tell you what I want. This way there’s no guilty panic or last minute purchasing of flowers at the closest gas station. So, this is what I want, this year and every year after; it’s pretty simple really.
I want you to be a decent human being.
I want you to be who you are, but don’t be an asshole.
I want you to work hard at everything you do, because life is too short not to give it everything you’ve got.
I want you to ask for help when you need it.
I want you to help others when they need it.
I want you to learn how to cook, do your own laundry, pay your bills and know how to clean a bathroom.
When you screw up, and you will, more than once, I want you to own it, because it’s the screw-ups that make the victories sweeter.
I want you to travel, because the world is huge and you are one part of it.
I want you to know that even when we hate each other, I will never stop loving you.
I want you to play nicely with others.
I want you to feed your curiosity.
I want you to find a way to do what you love, and realize that that might look different than you originally thought.
I want you to respect every human being’s right to be who they are.
I want you to sometimes be more interested in someone else than in yourself.
I want you to know that you are flawed and you are extraordinary. There is no one else like you.
I want you to know that I would lay down my life for you in Lily Potter fashion any day of the week.
I want you to realize how lucky you are every once in awhile even if only for an instant.
I want you to know love, even if it means getting hurt.
I want you to relax and not feel guilty about it.
I want you to know life can be brutally hard sometimes.
I want you to know that you can choose happiness even when the dark side offers you cookies.
And I wouldn’t mind breakfast in bed.
See, simple.
Love,
Mom
Friday, May 3, 2013
Skippyjon Jones
You and I had a grand time tonight. Went out for tacos and nachos. Then we went to the Elsinore and watched a kids play/musical
based on the book Skippyjon Jones.
Then, we went and visited
our friend Maggie Crawford at Grand Vines and split a chocolate treat
that's like a homemade almond joy! All of this with you riding in the
bicycle trailer.
Beautiful weather and a joy to spend the quality time with my little monkey!
Sorry about the crappy camera phone pictures! |
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