Thursday, November 27, 2008

More Boo-Boos

I don't know what it is with this family and hitting our heads, but I really wish it would stop. This afternoon, I told Nicholas to take Nathan outside for a little bit so I could get some stuff done. After about five minutes, Nathan comes inside screaming. He had blood dripping down his face.

Apparently, he tripped and hit his head on the concrete steps out back. He had a small gap open. I asked Rich if he thought it might need stitches and he said he didn't think so. Amanda and I cleaned him up and put some ointment on his cut and a bandaid of course. He also got a heaping dose of Children's Motrin and other than saying he has a hole in his head, he's fine.

Just another thing to be thankful for today, I guess.

Oh, and by the way...he did it again a few days later. Same spot too. I was leaving for work and he ran up the stairs to tell me good bye when he tripped and fell and busted his head again. Seriously, wasn't once enough?

Be Thankful....

It's not so much the story but the underlying message.

~*~Blind Girl~*~

There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind.
She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.
He was always there for her...

She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her.
When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.

He asked Her,'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'
The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind.
The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her.
She hadn't expected that.

The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'

This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

Life Is a Gift

Today, before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and think: you're alive and still around.

Happy Thanksgiving

I am thankful for a lot of things. I feel as though I have a wonderful life and that I have been truly blessed. I have six beautiful, healthy children, I have an amazing husband, who would give his right arm if he thought it would make me happy. I am thankful for zoloft haha! I know that's kind of ridiculous, but hey maybe that's why I've been feeling so blessed lately, eh?

I am thankful for the food we had to eat. I know that's so boring, but you know what, with the economy being what it is, we should all be grateful for the food we are eating.

I am thankful for so many more wonderful blessings, but if I continued doing this I would take up the whole page. God Bless everyone who reads this, may you all have a wonderful holiday season filled with joy and lots of love.

Monday, November 17, 2008

I Dream Of......Cabbage?!

The other night I made cabbage rolls (other wise known as pigs in the blankets for all of us "noreaster" people) for dinner. They were so delicious!

Anyway, Rich had this really weird, totally hilarious dream that same night. He told me all about it the next morning.

He said..."I had a dream that you (me...Char) were in the backyard picking out a baby from a cabbage patch......And I kept telling you that I didn't want anymore babies....I just wanted some more cabbage rolls."

I couldn't stop laughing

Sneezy, Grumpy, Sleepy

Last week while Nathan had a cold and didn't feel well he was ultra clingy. I had to work on a few of those days. Each time I left it was absolutely horrible. Nathan would scream and cry and beg me not to go. On one of these days as Amanda was watching him he climbed up on the couch to look out the window and watch for me to come home. As he was watching for me, he fell asleep. Amanda took this picture and sent it to me. Isn't it cute?

Monday, November 10, 2008

Halloween Pictures

I have been trying like hell to post these pics, but for whatever reason they just would not post. I'd get the blown up half pic like the one below of Nathan's shirt. It was so irritating! I finally figured it out but don't ask how because I'd never be able to explain it. So here is my bunch dressed up for Halloween....

Sarah the hippy girl and Zachary the vampire

Nicholas the pirate

Nathan the cowardly lion

Nathan with Amanda

Nathan with leftover face paint on his face

Monday, November 03, 2008

Nathan's Shirt

Rich and I took Nathan clothes shopping a few nights ago. He wasn't feeling well, but we had to take him because he needed new shoes. As we were walking through the clothes, we walked past this shirt and Nathan said "Can I please have that shirt Mommy?" in that sick little voice. How could I resist?

*For whatever reason the pic is not posting correctly (and I'm tired of trying to fix it), but you get the general idea of what the shirt looks like.*

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Creepy Freaky Spiders!!

By now everyone knows what a phobia I have of spiders, right?

Ever since Halloween (mainly since we went trick or treating) Zachary and Nicholas have been hiding those little black plastic spider rings all over the house. And mostly, where they know I'll freak out if I see one. Apparently they think it's hilarious if they hide them in the laundry downstairs, under or sometimes in my shoes, in the shower drain....where it floats up out of the drain when the water starts to flow.

I suppose when I have a heart attack the next time one "jumps" out at me, that will be funny too. Boys....they really are rotten little devils, aren't they?