Oh the weather outside is frightful, but pictures of Florida are so delightful. And since I don’t enough vacation time to go…this will have to do. Enjoy!
Sometimes I forget this tiny boy isn't even 2 years old. He shows more love and empathy towards people than those 10x his age. He'll give a smile and wave to anyone who'll make eye contact with him. He has a tender spot for the elderly and people in wheelchairs. At the same time, this is the boy that asked to be put in his baby sisters crib, then peed on her sheets. He's a tiny little pistol, full of mischief and curiosity, and 100% boy. As we near his 2nd birthday, I can't believe he's been around as long as he has. I still stare at him in amazement and can't believe he is my baby. Every day he is spouting new words and bringing up something we did days ago. His memory is sharp as a tack and if he's heard you say something one time, you better believe that word or phrase is now a part of his vocabulary. He has handled moving to the farm like a pro. He's always liked coming out here and seeing the barn, tractor, and riding the ...
Long fingers that looked like she should have taken piano lessons at some point in her life. Fair skin that required loads of sunscreen for anytime spent outdoors. Cool skin that always felt wonderful on a feverish head. Slightly bitten nails she would try to hide from others. These are my mother’s hands. My mother’s hands are a direct extension of her heart. These hands held me when I was little. They shooshed me when I was upset. They held my hands tight keeping me safe. They would pull me away from danger or give a gentle push when I needed encouragement. They helped me hold books and handed me toys. They cleaned me and fed me. They would write me notes that found their way into my lunch box. They braided my hair and helped me tie my shoes. They wiped away tears and applauded me when I had done something good. They taught me to make clover chains and how to hand over a credit card. These hands that raised me are now caring for the hands that raised them. Those hands now take car...
20 weeks down! (or should I say Out) Baby Fish is 20 weeks through his 40 week lease on his 1 bedwomb/1 bathwomb unit. (No pregnancy didn't make me this cheesy, I've always been this cheesy!) He's about 10 1/2 ounces now. He's also around 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom and about 10 inches from head to heel — the length of a banana. (A super cute and squirmy banana) Currently Baby Fish is in LOVE with bologna sandwiches. Now this isn't completely strange because I've always enjoyed a bologna, mustard and cheese sandwich. BUT, now I actually want them more than once throughout the day. I've found the best local place to get a German Bologna sandwich is the Nisbet Inn. While their slogan is "Coldest Beer in the World," it should be "Pregnant girls LOVE our Bologna!" There is not much better than having a craving, eating the item, and it being everything you wanted it to be! Mmmm.... Does the moon and pull of the ...
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