Monday, December 29, 2008

License to drive?????



Hayden got a Power wheel this year and absolutely loves it. We couldn't take it outside for a couple of days because it was too cold, so he would just go sit in it in the kitchen and listen to the radio in it and pretend like he was driving with Peyton riding shotgun!!



Peyton's favorite present was the wrapping paper.










Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Invisible Mother

A Friend of mine sent this to me in an email and I thought it was really inspiring. Its kinda of long but very worth reading, especially for all of you mothers out there. Just a little reminder that all of our hard work does NOT go unnoticed.

Invisible Mother...... 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.' I was certain that these were the hands20that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going; she's going; she is gone! One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England .. Janice 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 Janice 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:'To My Dear Friend, 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: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. A legendary story 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 carvi ng 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, 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.' At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life.It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. 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 three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or 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, to add, 'you're going to 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 women. Great Job, MOM!Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know...I just did. Hope this encourages you when the going gets tough as it sometimes does.We never know what our f inished products will turn out to be because of our perseverance.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

6 Months Old



So my little Pay-Pay is 6 months old already :(
She is getting way too big way too fast. It's depressing.
She is 16 lbs 9.5 oz and is 25.5 inc long. So basically she is short and fat!!!!
She has got the cutest little thunder thighs ever.
I could just eat her up. She is the sweetest little thing, and is so much fun. I love her so much.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Carving Pumpkins




This year was so fun carving pumpkins. Hayden really got into it. At first he wasn't quite sure about sticking his hands into the pumpkin and pulling out all of the goo, but once he got the hang of it he was an old pro. Peyton wasn't too happy. She was ready for bed and could care less about the Halloween festivities.


Thursday, October 30, 2008

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Sleeping Baby.....

I Tell ya, there is nothing more precious in this world than a sleeping baby. They are so sweet and innocent when they are sleeping. I could just hold Peyton all night long and stare at her. I never mind the getting up with her (even if it is still 3-4 times a night). It won't be long until she gets to big and won't let me hold her at all, so I have to take advantage while I can.
Uh so sweet. Melts my heart!!!!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Blogging

So I finally decided to join the blogging world.