Wednesday, January 16, 2013

farewell to batman...

Quite a tramatic event this week. Garrett had his birthmark removed. We are all gonna miss that thing.
Here is a grodey gift for you all:
 


GOING....

 GOING......

                                 
                                                                                        GONE.

We asked him if he felt like he lost part of his identity and he shrugged and said "maybe..."
sad.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Daddy & I Know It

 
This guy remind anyone besides me of Jake? Must be all the booty shakin. If I wasn't retarded I would know how to share this video on Facebook but here it is for your viewing pleasure, in case you haven't already seen this video a million other places.

Monday, November 5, 2012

The Invisible Mother

{this is from an email that has been circulating. source unknown}

It all began to make sense--the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I’m on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I’m thinking, ‘Can’t you see I’m on the phone?’ Obviously not; no one can see if I’m on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I’m invisible. 
The invisible Mom. 
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?? Some days I’m not a pair of hands; I’m not even a human being. I’m a clock to ask, ‘What time is it?’ I’m a satellite guide to answer, ‘What number is the Disney Channel?’ I’m a car to order, ‘Right around 5:30, please.’ Some days I’m a crystal ball; ‘Where’s my other sock?, Where’s my phone?, What’s for dinner?’ I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history, music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She’s going, she’s going, she’s gone! 
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. She had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, ‘I brought you this.’ It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn’t exactly sure why she’d given it to me until I read her inscription: ‘With admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.’ 
In the days ahead I would read – no, devour – the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: 1) No one can say who built the great cathedrals – we have no record of their names. 2) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. 3) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. 4) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. 
A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, ‘Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof, No one will ever see it And the workman replied, ‘Because God sees.’ 
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was Almost as if I heard God whispering to me, ‘I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you’ve done, no sequin you’ve sewn on, no cupcake you’ve baked, no Cub Scout meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can’t see right now what it will become.'
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. 
When I really think about it, I don’t want my son to tell the friend he’s bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, ‘My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.’ That would mean I’d built a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, he’d say, ‘You’re gonna love it there…’ 
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we’re doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Gratitude

So-it IS November and that means it is time to be thankful, right?
Don't worry, I'm not going to go all crazy and do 30 days of what I am grateful for... I'm sure I wouldn't follow through to the end, but if you all wanted to add to this it would be awesome and it may help me too.
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Because our family has been stuggling, I have been having a hard  time feeling grateful.  So I have been trying to recognize and count my blessings. Today I am grateful for this little gift that I found on my camera, because it shows me that Garrett is starting to get back to himself. Letting go of some of the stress he had absorbed. It made me feel like some, no- A LOT of the tension is gone from our home and from him.  I am sure Fiddlestix isnt so grateful.


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Christmas Gift Exchange

Does everyone still want to continue doing Christmas like we have in years past? Or are we ready for a new idea? Also, I'm unsure of the guidelines...what is the max limit to spend? Do we get something for the person or for the whole family (if they have one)? Let me know what y'all think. Assuming we want to continue, this would be the list for this year:
Jaci-->Adam
Angie-->AJ
Josh-->Jaci
Jake-->Angie
Adam-->Josh
AJ-->Jake

Thursday, June 2, 2011

silly mug

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Sunday, April 24, 2011