Just imagine a little 2 year old girl going bowling for her first time.
Just imagine her smiling face and clapping hands as she watched her ball knock over the pins.
Just imagine her cute little bottom with diaper peeking out as she pushed the ball down the lane.
Just imagine her cute dad bending over her helping her.
Just imagine Kristie's SD card didn't break somehow coming out of the camera wiping away all digital evidence of the event.
Just imagine Kristie's reaction.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Lesly Updates
I've put a link on my page that will take you to Lesly's page. Lesly's Dad Glen posts updates on her and her status. So if anyone is interested you can look.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Lesly
I'm not sure when or what my last post said about Lesly. I think I've updated everyone to the fact that Lesly had a scan in November that showed that a tumor was growing again. They went through an insurance nightmare to have an experimental drug be used to treat her. Waiting, waiting and waiting, they got scans back to see whether or not the drug was working. They found out 2 days ago that no, it has not and the the tumor has doubled in size since the treatment started. Right now they have very few options. They can choose to operate but given the vicinity to her spine and one remaining kidney, it adds even more risk to her already compromised and weak body. She had an extremely difficult time recovering from her last surgery in February.
So this weekend that are having a talk with Lesly that no parent should ever have to have. They must talk about what Lesly would like to do and how she would like to continue, with or without treatment. She is eight. Eight.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Three Years and Counting
On January 7, we celebrated our 3rd year of marriage. In that time, we have bought a house, had a baby girl, gone through a job change, me starting school and lots in between. I was looking at my wedding ring the other day and felt so proud. It is the most beautiful ring ever, because it is mine and because it signifies that I belong to Josh. I love seeing his wedding ring on his hand, I like to feel it on his finger, knowing that he will be mine forever. Before we got married, we talked a lot about how we were making a choice to love each other and be together FOREVER. We knew then and we know now with absolute certainty that we will be together for life. Driving in the car the other day, Josh and I held hands as we do quite often. I thought about the fact that Megan was seeing that and Megan SHOULD see that. She should see how much in love her mom and dad are and be witness to the love that we feel for eachother and that which brought her here to us. I also want more than anything for Megan to never settle for anything less than what Josh and I feel for each other. I want her to be strong to say no to boys/men that do not treat her with the utmost respect because she knows that her dad would never treat her or her mom that way. She will know that she will one day find a husband that loves her as much as her dad loves her mom. And she will learn from me how to support, praise and love her husband from the example that I strive to teach her.
I love Josh with everything in me, for everything that he is and everything that he has given me. I will love him forever. I choose to love him forever.
Monday, January 05, 2009
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Crisis Averted
- Against my better judgement, I didn't bring the dogs inside on New Year's Eve. When we got home around 1:00a.m. we found Sampson and no Gracie. We called for her, got in the car and didn't find her. I immediately put a Lost Dog ad on Craigslist and waited hopeful that she would scratch at the front door. I slept on the couch (sort of) just so that I would be sure to hear her. She never showed up. I made flyers the next day that I wasn't really sure what I was going to do with and then Josh convinced me to take another drive around the neighborhood. Low and behold......NINE blocks away.....there was Gracie laying in the grass in the pouring down rain next to the railroad tracks. One of my fears what that she would find the railroad tracks and just keep going. I guess she got tired though. We should have known she wouldn't find shelter (which was more of where I was looking, like on porches and such), she will wait in the rain for us to let her into the house rather than stand under the roof. Anyway, we found her, I could not believe that we did. When she got home, she got a much needed bath and a brushing. She is probably wondering what she did to "deserve" those things - not necessarily her favorite.
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