Cozy In My Coupe

There's this car, a Cozy Coupe to be exact, that has been in our family for years. It was at my parents house for quite some time. I am sure that this car has more kilometers on it then my own. Destyni and my nephew Camron have driven it around countless times while visiting my parents.

When we moved away from home I don't think my mother could stand seeing it in the yard not being used. Before visiting one weekend they plunked the Cozy Coupe in the back seat of their car and brought it to our house. That's when this car became the love of Jonathan's life. Not a day passed for months that he didn't slip into that car and drive it all over the yard- Fred Flintstone style.

Jonathan parked his car in front of his house

Now that Jonathan has grown so tall it seems that he is a bit big for this little car. Fortunately someone else is  in line patiently waiting for the chance to drive the coupe.

"Where is the steering wheel in this thing?"

Destyni and Jonathan may need to teach her the ropes. I wonder what we are going to do with the car after our children all outgrow it?  It's definitely a classic. Is there a toy your child plays with that you know you will never get rid of?

  

Three Minutes

I had a perfect moment yesterday, these moments are hard to come by these days. I find myself running from here to there, not sitting for more than a few minutes, scarfing down meals, rushing to the next chore, the next need...on and on and on.

The only hint that reminds me that I have been racing around all day is the ache that my heels give me when I have been on them for more than fourteen straight hours.
 I don't want to forget these days though, but this is the time in my life when I need to get so many tasks completed. There are times when I just want to run away for a few hours, escape the housework, cooking meals, little things that are so mundane and uneventful but still need to be done. I can't get away though, I have children that need me, I have a job and loads of responsibility. So I've started grasping little wee moments of time.

Yesterday I heated my tea up in the microwave for the third time and I went and sat sideways on our love seat. I adore our love seat, it fits my length perfectly. When I am sitting with my back against the arm of it my feet gently brush the other arm. It's my most favorite place to rest, and it's placed in front of our living room window so I can daydream while watching the clouds roll by

I sat with my tea and thought of all the things that I wanted to write about. I just sat there and daydreamed.

It lasted about three minutes before I heard Alyson upstairs in her crib having a conversation with Wallace, her new stuffed puppy dog. Although three minutes doesn't seem like a long time yesterday it was the perfect amount of time.

My Mother's Love

Green.

I can't explain the exact color but every single hospital in the early eighties had some part of that green.

It was the color of the walls.

It was the color of the vomit bowls.

It was the color of the scrubs that the nurses wore.

To this day... twenty eight years later that color makes me nauseous, slams me back to my eighteen month old self and I feel a weight on my heart.

Eighteen months, my very first memory. It  may seem young but I have been remembering it over and over in my head for years.

 I was hospitalized with croup, not the first time I slept over at the hospital and not the last time either. My poor mother.

I remember lying in a crib. I remember there was a child in a bed crying on my right hand side. I see my mother and she is at the door leaving. I am crying, reaching out to her, needing her.

She had to go. My sisters were at home and she had to be with them, my father had to go to work.

I remember my mother standing in the doorway, and she waved. I remember she was crying.

Every time that memory surfaces it breaks my heart a little. As I grow older I can better understand my mother's complete sadness that she had to leave.

My very first memory- the love of my mother.

This was a prompt from The Lightning and the Lightning-Bug.

Your first memory.

Grass Skirts & Weaponry

Since we will be moving in the late fall I've decided to celebrate both Jonathan and Destyni's birthdays before we leave. You know, since I won't be busy back to school shopping, Scott's graduation, moving and shopping for Christmas. I think I may trade in my dinner plate for the platter- that way I won't feel as if my plate is ever too full. I'm a glass half full kind of gal =)

I told both Des and Jonathan they can choose their birthday theme. Destyni chose a Hawaiian theme. I'm excited about this one. I'm seeing grass skirts, leis, some fruit kabobs, maybe a pineapple cake. This is going to be her tenth birthday, and she happily informed me that double digits is a huge deal so looks like this party has to be quite special.

Jonathan's party may be more of a challenge. He asked for a party with tons of guns. This is what happens when you have a husband that's in the Army- and one whose son adores him. This party idea definitely won't win me any mother of the year awards. Now that Scott is in the Air Force I am going to try and convince Jonathan that a plane party would be super cool.  I wonder how that will go over.

So if anyone has any ideas about a Hawaiian party or a gun....errr...plane party I would love to hear them. I'll let you know how the planning goes. I have about ten weeks to plan both parties, better go clean off my plate platter =)

Catching Up

We've been on vacation!!

The top reason I love summer so much! We didn't go on a trip anywhere, after the past few months and all it's busyness we decided what we needed was a vacation at home.

 It was amazing. We relaxed, slept in, had naps, played outside, went to the zoo. Napping---is there anything better during vacation?

There have been some crazy moments.

At one point this bowl was filled with spaghetti.

There were some sweet moments.

We saw some pretty amazing animals. This zoo was amazing. The animals had tons of room to roam and it was so clean. It was hard not to take some of them home, especially the goats. 

It was definitely one of the best vacations we had. Not a thing planned and no schedule to go by. For the next few weeks, while everything gets back to our normal I imagine that there are going to be a few hectic days. Gettting the kids ready for school, getting ready to move...again, and planning a few birthday parties. Needless to say I napped guilt free for two weeks.