Sleep sweet baby

"Little boys should never be sent to bed, they always wake a day older"

Movie night with my fella

Today we had cracker barrel breakfast with grandma then went back to her house to see the progress on her house! By afternoon you were wearinf down and we headed home. Daddy said he was going to be gone tonight to play music so i told you in the car wed have movie night. Once we got home daddy kisses us and left. Once he shut the door you shouted," love you bye! Ok! Lets get popcorn! Movie night!!"

So we did! Except we didnt watch a movie, you chose Teen Titans on tv to watch! While eating you said," If teeth are white and popcorn is white. It looks like im eating teeth!"

 We went outside a but later and you took off running to our little hill. You bent down and began plucking flowers from the grass. You looked back, smiled and ran to me with a bouquet in hand yelling "Im picking flowers for you mommy, for your vase with water". I dont think ive ever melted more than that moment. The amout of thoughtfulness and love in that gesture reminded me again what an amazing boy man he is and will be always.

After picking me a huge bouquet of beautiful flowers we walked around outside and raced like race cars. 

Then, as you were Running in the setting sun with your head to the sky and flowers in your hand you said, with a huge smile, "Thank you for this wonderful day! Im talking to God, mommy!"

I think my heart is as big as it can get for one night. This boy is really the best ever. 

"If teeth are white, and popcorn is white, it looks like im eating teeth!"

Oops!

We were all sitting on the couch watching a cartoon, aimed a little more for adults, and As a bad word slipped from one of the characters mouth, you laughed and said "hahah he said 'what the h*ll! Wha the h*ll! What the h*ll!"

We did not react and you quickly moved on and forgot about it (thank goodness!) but we were dying (laughing) inside!

 

Also right after that you sat on the couch and just started counting. You ended at 59! Wow! 3.5 and counting so well! Just not on command, only when you choose to do it do we get a glimpse of whats in that brain! 

Boys and their toys!

I remember being pregnant and seeing a little boy turn a flower into a gun at the craft store and thinking, "oh boy. " and its true. Without an exposure to weapons, p is obsessed all on his own. He even insisted on taking his gun to subway with gma today. Wow. Sword fights, guns, bombs, you name it. We play it. He loves it. 

Blooms on an apple tree

When P turned 1 we planted an apple tree in moms backyard so we could watch them grow together. Now p is 3.5 and its april 1, and that tree is blooming! Here are some photos of the day we planeted it and a photo of todays blooms :) theyve both grown quite a lot! 

You wont remember

I read this today and loved it so much that i had to put it here for keeps...

You won’t remember the way I stood in the bathroom late that night in labor with you, fearfully and excitedly gazing up at the moon, knowing I was going to bring you into the world soon and whispering to you, “We can do this.”

You won’t remember the way you looked at me right after you were born, or the way I pulled you up next to my heart and marveled “Hi, baby” in your ear.

You won’t remember the way you healed my broken spirit. The way you completed my heart. I was weak before I had you, and you made me whole again.

You won’t remember the way I proudly watched you everywhere we went, you were always the most beautiful boy in the room to me.

You won’t remember the way you made me laugh with all of the silly things you did. I saw how kind your heart was.

You won’t remember the way I would brush the hair off of your forehead and the way you’d look up at me. Without any words, our souls could touch and say everything to each other that words couldn’t.

You won’t remember the tickle fests we had, and how I always cheated so I could hold you close and cover your salty little face in kisses.

You won’t remember all the times I went to bed at night and felt such fear being your mother: Am I doing okay? Have I messed up too many times already? Can I be the kind of mother he needs?

You won’t remember the way my heart broke and grew a little bigger each time you passed a milestone, watching the sand fall through the hourglass while feeling overjoyed witnessing you expand and grow.

You won’t remember the way I would hold your little feet in my hands, imagining how much bigger than my own feet they will one day grow, and how I will have to let you go.

You won’t remember, but I will... and I’ll hold these memories in my heart for the both of us.

Mike and Rons wedding

At one point p got on the mic with ashlee and said "u wanna say something to mommy,'i love you mommy!" Im pretty sure my stomach flipped, my throat got a knot and i literally cried. Then he said "this next song is 'we are family!'"