I never understood people when they would say "I remember that moment exactly". People talk about being in a certain place, doing a certain thing when events such as the president being shot or a favorite celebrity dieing happens.
I now know. I will forever have Sept. 11 engrained in my mind. Forever in my memories.
I was 5 months pregnant. I had shuffled everyone out the door. Larry was heading to work after he dropped Josh off at school. Danny was on the bus already. I was getting ready for some peace and quiet. The phone rang and it was Larry asking me if I was watching the news. I turned the tv on and they were showing the smoke coming from the first tower. The newscast people on the Today show kept wondering what had happened. What could have possible gone wrong that this plane would accidently fly into a building.
Larry had said he was listening to the radio. One of the guys on the radio made the comment of "are we being attacked"? At this point no one knew anything. I kept watching in horror and despair thinking about the people in the building.
I sat there mesmorized to the tv. I prayed for the people in the planes and in the building. I wondered for a moment, why did I get pregnant, what kind of world would I be bringing this baby into?
Larry came home from work and we sat and watched tv all night. Not having much to say.
The next few days were eerie. We live under a flight path to a small airport. All planes had been grounded and it was so quiet. A noise we had gotten use to and complained about was gone.
I will also never forget because that is the reason Randy missed the first year of his daughters life. The reason so many prayers went out for him. The reason we know what the sacrifice of a soldier really is.
I will never forget.
http://www.september11victims.com/september11victims/victims_list.htm
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Oscar 1971-2007
Little Paul
This is my nephews baby. He is a year old. Has the sweetest personality. I choose to not believe people when they tell me this angel has a temper. He looks exactly like his daddy. I choose to not believe that he acts like him too. Everyone loves on him all the time. I hear he is a little spoiled...but that's okay. That's why its good to be family and not the parents. You can give them back at the end of the day. haha
I miss not being back home to see him and baby Abby growing up. I feel mature (never old) knowing my kids are not the little kids anymore. I feel all grown up knowing my nephew is a father. I hope Paul knows how lucky he is. I hope he knows that being a dad will be tough, having a little one under foot is bothersome at times and knowing that this babys happiness is dependant on him is pressure. I want Paul to know this too shall pass. He won't be a baby for long. It sounds so cliche to say "they grow up real fast" but it's true. They really do. I use to clean your behind....

I feel blessed. More family equals more love. And there's always more than enough love to go around.
The little boy in the red shirt on the left is daddy. It's like looking at twins.
The boy in the tonka truck shirt. Some kid who had to jump in front of the camera. Haha. That's my brother Andy. That's a whole other story with embarrasing pictures for later.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Me and my people

I'll spare you all the details but I suck at bowling. I really do. I won the first game and by the final game, came in last. Maybe it was the two double shots of crown and coke. Nah, I'll blame it on the lane. It hooked to the left right about a foot in front of the pins. It was a bad lane. Yeah, that's it.
After bowling we went to play video games. I rule at ice hockey. Or maybe it was just luck! This picture was the best of maybe 8. We squeezed ourselves into those tiny photo booths. The first 4 pictures I came out with the same expression because I was laughing the whole time.(remember,crown and coke)I had to fit my tiny bottom on Jean and Marys lap, while trying to be up high enough for the camera. But, this is us, in all our glory. heehee
Here's to being 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
To Felisa, the baby

I don't know how old you are here. I know that is our cousin Danny and sister Veronica next to you.
The back of the picture says,
"Here she is getting mad because she wants to get down. Or maybe because she wants to come out on the picture by herself".
I LOVE YOU
The talent doesn't stop here..
This picture was taken when we went camping May of 2006.
We also tried to get Sam to cross his eyes. Poor guy he can't do it yet. He thinks he's doing it.
I admit to having this talent. It's a good one when you're trying to make the kids laugh. Larry on the other hand can't do it. He says we're the abnormal ones. We're the freaks. Secretly I know he wishes he could. haha
Childhood is the most beautiful of all life's seasons. ~Author Unknown
I will also admit to teaching the kids some if not most of their bad habits. Not eating right when Larry is out of town. Shhh, don't tell him but last night for dinner we had ice cream cake. There's milk in ice cream, right?! I've heard Sam tell the other drivers on the road to hurry up or get out of the way. Everyone knows how patient I am when it comes to driving. (wink-wink) I think those are my worst habits but I'm sure Larry could and would tell you more.
If boys marry women who are like their mothers, I feel sorry for my boys. heehee
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Time Flies
Here is a fun picture of my "Hercules". Having Noel staying here was fun and very tiring. He has more energy than all my kids put together. The kids loved having him here. Sam is so aggressive now. He loves to jump, kick and punch Noel anytime he gets near him. He punches Noel on the chest as hard as he can. He tries to bully him. It's really funny to watch. As soon as Noel lays on the floor Sam tries all his wrestling moves on him. Josh liked going to the rec with Noel. They tried to play basketball like they were on the dream team. haha
Larry was astonished day after day as to how much Noel could eat. To bad Noel is not related to someone who owns a cattle farm. Beef..it's what's for dinner, and lunch, and snack and breakfast. The chick-fil-a cows do not like Noel. We're hoping he marries a woman who likes to cook.
Me, I liked playing Mom to him. He reminds me alot of his mama.
God blessed her when he gave her Noel.
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