Apple Critters

Aaron took Matthew on an adventure, just the two of them... a donut shop began their fun. Matthew chose an Apple Fritter as his treat. Just like me, as a child, he wasn't able to finish it. :) The next day, Matthew grabbed his donut shop bag and said, "Can I finish my Apple Critter?" ;)

Waiting for a play date...

Matthew and I are being goofy while we wait for a play date ... We talked about applesauce (he'd like it red, with no chunks, and cherry flavor added)... We talked about germs and tongues and blood. Then we were seeing how many chins we could have. :) 

Eventually, I called him a germ... He calls me a germ... I call him a germ with three chins... He calls me a germ with four eyes!! I said, "HEY!!!!" Lol 

That's my first time being picked on for being four eyed! :) 

#smartypants #foureyednfabulous

Funnies

Some Facebook Status Updates that I need to remember here too! lol

After I kissed Aaron, I said, "We gotta show these boys how it's done." Then this happened:
Matthew: Uh Mama, I'm living alone.
Me: No you're not.
Matthew: Yes I am
Me: I will spank you, I want grand kids
Matthew: Ok, I'll look for a woman.
lol
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Matthew thought it was hilarious that his name is "Wet-Tam" backwards... So I asked Joe what his name was backwards. He says, "Enthusiastic Oj" (he says it Oj, not O.J.) lol

_________________________________________________________________________________Me: Matthew, what do you have? (thinking he took something)
Matthew: Powers.
Me: How many.
Matthew: 100,000
Me: What kind?
Matthew: I can't tell you that.
Me: Why?
Matthew: I can't tell you that either!
..... All I wanted to know is what he picked up! lol

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Matthew, while riding his bike, "isn't it fun living in the crunchery?... Cuz we have more space to ride around." Lol Crunchery=country

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(This one isn't so "funny" but I want to remember it!)

As we sat at dinner tonight, I noticed a couple of young teen boys in the lobby of the restaurant. They were FILLING their pockets with mints, and asked the lady for a to-go glass of water. I was feeling SO frustrated as I watched them take all of the mints while she wasn't there. I mentioned it to Aaron and he said, "They look like they might be homeless." I took a second to REALLY look at them, and my heart got itself in check and I felt compassion for them. I ended up following them outside and asking if they'd eaten. They were bashful and hiding their mint stash. I said, "I saw you guys getting those mints, and it looked like you were real hungry." I ended up getting to share my heart with them just a bit, and brought them in for dinner... after having them clean up the mess of mints they had made.  It was SO cute to take their orders and see the excitement on their faces. I'm so thankful we were able to give, I'm so thankful my husband helped me to really SEE them, and my boys got to see the Lord's hands in action. It ended up being $25 that changed MY life... I'm praying for those boys tonight and can't seem to get them off of my mind. I wish we could have done more!

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Life is passing by TOO FAST these days. My days are SO full and I'm being blessed by clients being referred and even finding me on Yelp. I've just gotten over the 1500 mark of people who have "liked" my business page... It all seems very surreal to me and I'm often overcome by thankfulness. My work is not easy, well... sometimes it is... but when you work with tiny babies and children... there are unique and special challenges to each and every session. I feel so incredibly blessed to be doing something I love so much.

Today.... I'm heading out on an adventure with Matthew... Joe and Aaron are gone for the weekend, so we're off off and away! Have a great day!

Powers... By, Matthew.

Funny conversations....

Me: Matthew, what do you have? (thinking he took something)
Matthew: Powers.
Me: How many.
Matthew: 100,000
Me: What kind?
Matthew: I can't tell you that.
Me: Why?
Matthew: I can't tell you that either!
..... All I wanted to know is what he picked up! lol

Watch Dog On Duty!!

This morning, my boys and I... and Uncle Ricky were sitting out with our pups. Rick was playing with his watch and Matthew told him, "If you put it on Tiny, he'll be a Watch Dog!".... and then the fun started. :)

His face cracks me up in that last one, "You said WHAT?" lol

Look out folks, don't mess with our property... we have the fierce "Tiny" the watch dog on the property!!

"Can He Understand me?"

Oh man... Matthew, you are so cute!

You just walked in here with Tiny in your arms. He said, "Mama, he is not sitting nicely with me like Scrappy is with Joe." Then you said, "Oh, wait a minute, can he understand me?" I said, "No, he doesn't understand your words." You said, "Oh ok good!"  You were concerned that he'd understand you and you'd hurt his feelings. That was SO cute!

(When we were outside with the dogs, I walked ahead and you said, "Go Get Grandma son!") lol

Introducing Tiny & Scrappy

Yes, we have finally done it... We have adopted two awesome little puppies!

When Joe was about 5, he asked when we could have a dog. I said, "As soon as you're old enough to pick up it's poop." He looked over at his brother, who was 3, and said, "Nah, let's wait until Matthew is old enough." ha ha ha... Well, 4 years later, they are BOTH old enough and Joe has waited long enough that he is even willing to take part in the poop pick up duty.

I decided to start the process by fostering a litter... yes, I really did just say that! LOL I didn't realize quite how crazy I actually was in doing that... but, we've done it and it's fun.... at least with this litter. They have been very sweet, very playful, and have slept quietly at night etc. The clean up is the only downside!

Joe and Matthew have both been very good with their foster pups, never complaining about cleaning up after their messes or helping to walk them and wash them etc. Matthew instantly fell in love with the same little guy that tugged at my heart first as well: Meet Tiny:

Joe, on the other hand, fell in love with the one that most people would have looked the other way from. He's one of those ugly cute kind of critters. He does have a really fun personality... But Aaron was hoping for "Rosebud" (seen above with Tiny).  Please let me introduce you to Scrappy:

Here are some fun photos of the first time they met the pups! They had NO IDEA that we were fostering! :) 

My Dad(s)...

Matthew said something on the way to school today that melted my heart. As soon as I dropped him off, I picked up my phone and did the voice recording thing so I would not forget to write it out in here! It goes something like this:

Matthew: Mama
Me: Yes Buddy?
Matthew: Is your first dad God?
Me: Yep
Matthew: and your second dad is Pop?
Me: Yep
Matthew: So, our first dad is God and our second dad is the one we hug when we pray at night before bed?
Me: Yes buddy.

Awwwwwwwww.
My little tender hearted buddy. His heart gets BROKEN if he doesn't get a hug, we can't ever forget. Joe will get mad when he is in trouble, oh boy does he have "the look" when he's been in trouble (and he knows it, this is no big secret)... but Matthew, after a spankin, will say: can I have a hug?

I'm thankful for "two dads" and a hugger.

Growing Boys!

The last time I weighed and measured my boys was 3/5/14 They were:

Joe: 91 pounds 53 inches
Matthew: 68.9 pounds 49 inches

Today 5/31/14

Joe: 93.8 pounds 53.5 inches
Matthew: 74.1 pounds 50 inches

I'm a mom of two growing boys. :) Matthew has just recently "thickened up" more than he had ever before... so I know there is more growth quickly arriving!

The Great Fuzzer Rescue!!

Last night was a night that solidified Aaron's place as a country man. You see, we've lived in the country now for about 3 years and he's worked on the country home, he's done some country landscaping, he's even thrown the ball with the boys in the tall grass of the fields. All of that being said, he hadn't quite earned his country badge. Not until last night.

Last night, I "closed shop" (stopped editing photos) about 12:30. I thought Aaron would be getting in bed soon after me, but I drifted off to sleep before he made it. What I didn't know was, about 1:00, Aaron heard what sounded like a little girl screaming in our back yard. He ran for his flashlight and took off out back. When he got out there, he looked into our chicken coop to see our poor Fuzzer (the bunny, who has been LOVING being in the big chicken coop),being shaken back and forth in the mouth of a fox.

It was not a girl screaming... it was our beloved bunny. Oh No!

Aaron sprung into action! He ran into the chicken coop, grabbed the aluminum lid off of a feed container and started hitting the flashlight on the lid and running towards the fox. (of course, as his wife who is hearing this story, I see him in gladiator clothes with a great tan and veins popping out of his muscles! lol)... The fox dropped Fuzzer, so Aaron took a big empty feed container and put it over him as he went to handle that fox.

The fox will now lovingly be known as "That Dumb Fox."

That Dumb Fox ran into the little house area of the chicken coop... grrrr. He found the tire that Fuzzer typically likes to sleep in and he wedged himself inside that thing tight. After some effort, Aaron finally got the thing out of the tire... for That Dumb Fox to go into the big area and forget how he had gotten himself in. He was jumping all over trying to get out.

Aaron, armed only with a flashlight and feed lid, had That Dumb Fox try to attack him a few times in it's fear. If you've ever been around a fox, those wirey little suckers are FAST.  Trying to keep the flashlight on him, and get him OUT was no small task!  Aaron had propped open the coop door and finally That Dumb Fox backed his way out the door as Aaron was walking towards him... and he ran away.

Our poor Fuzzer will live to see another day. He was shaken (literally), but not killed. We found the hole where That Dumb Fox got in (and many dig marks where he tried)... but we did not find a hole in Fuzzer! Thank God!  This morning, when the boys woke up and heard the story, I think they saw their Dad with the same gladiator suit and popping muscle veins as I did!

The first day we got Fuzzer... He and Joe were both small!

I love this photo... Fuzzer didn't even know he'd rescue him someday!

He doesn't want to hear what the fox says!

The end. ;)