This is a man whom I admire dearly. I don't know much about him, but I seem to relate to his talks in a way, I never knew. I just read his talk from General Conference, ( A message from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints). and have to take a minute to say how true this is. It is my personal testimony that what he preaches is true. It is not how you get there, but that you do get there...in the end. That it is NEVER to late to choose the right. "This is a story about God’s goodness, His patience and forgiveness, and the Atonement of the Lord Jesus Christ.
It is a story about generosity and compassion. It is a story about
grace. It underscores the thought I heard many years ago that surely the
thing God enjoys most about being God is the thrill of being merciful,
especially to those who don’t expect it and often feel they don’t
deserve it." http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2012/04/the-laborers-in-the-vineyard?lang=eng
In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen
Tuesday
Monday
A Healthier Me
Everyone has their own struggles in different areas. Lately I have been struggling with getting myself back to a healthier me. Spiritually, Physically, and Mentally. So how to improve that? My goals for the summer ( I think small scale to make goals realalistically achievable).
Physically:
Wake up at 7 am each week day and walk the neighborhood for 20 minutes
Eat Breakfast and a healthy snack when hungry
Consume only 1 Soda a day
Drink More Water
Spiritually:
Pray to my Heavenly Father through out the day- Each Morning
Thank those around me for what they do and appreciate them a little more
Read My Scriptures or at the very least an inspirational qoute / passage
Mentally:
Challenge my brain with a puzzle or other thinking
Keep a handle on the here and now
Tackle the little things before worrying about the big things.
I don't make New Year's resolutions for several reasons. I guess you could consider this one of those, but overall it's just a new way of striving to be a better me. What are your goals? What gets you through the day? What makes you go Hmm? Where are your pitfalls, and what keeps you going?
God Is Love, Love to all - A
Physically:
Wake up at 7 am each week day and walk the neighborhood for 20 minutes
Eat Breakfast and a healthy snack when hungry
Consume only 1 Soda a day
Drink More Water
Spiritually:
Pray to my Heavenly Father through out the day- Each Morning
Thank those around me for what they do and appreciate them a little more
Read My Scriptures or at the very least an inspirational qoute / passage
Mentally:
Challenge my brain with a puzzle or other thinking
Keep a handle on the here and now
Tackle the little things before worrying about the big things.
I don't make New Year's resolutions for several reasons. I guess you could consider this one of those, but overall it's just a new way of striving to be a better me. What are your goals? What gets you through the day? What makes you go Hmm? Where are your pitfalls, and what keeps you going?
God Is Love, Love to all - A
Friday
memories-random thoughts
So, maybe it's the weather maybe it's all the changes around me I see with my friends and family. I have been feeling especially reminiscent for awhile now. And thought I would share a few things. Random things.....
The time I spend with my family is precious to me. I cherish the cuddle time I have with Peter and the love and support I receive from those around me. It is a true blessing to be loved this much. :)
I love my group of friends, whom I see so little of, but think of so often. I have always been a firm believer that we have people come into our lives for a reason. When we need them the most and sometimes because they will be there WHEN we need them the most. I have a lot of friends, some whom I consider GREAT, CLOSE friends and others who are friends that I will have forever, for we have a common bond. Some of these friends are not an active part of my daily life, and others are. I have always been one to make friends easily, and have great friendships along the way, but it seems as though the more time that goes on, we drift apart from the everyday chats, get togethers, and so forth. I look at my husband and see that his group of friends is the same since HS, some of them even since grade school. How I envy that, and they all have known each other for a very long time. Never forget that you are in my heart and mind even though I may have not spoken to you lately. Most of the ladies whom I consider to be closest to me, are because we shared some big part of my life, or theirs. A first baby, or their first baby in MKE, a common calling in church, an activity, my endowments, college, a job, roommates, high school, drama group. Whatever it, was brought us together. I think fondly of those moments and miss those people who have been such an important part of my life. Now, we have moved far away from each other. Some to OR, FL, MN, and others just across town, or to another ward. I miss our long talks and those special moments. Now, more of those people will be leaving WI. They may be going to CO, AZ, or just another city in WI. I will miss them and their smiles, their hugs when greeting me. I know that they too will think of me and the times they have had while here. I know that some of them I will hear from at Christmas only and others I will talk to more often. I also know that there maybe a few trips to visit along the way too. And that makes me happy. I know that as we go our separate ways that I will always have a little piece of them with me. I know that they have encouraged me, supported me, laughed and cried with me. I can only hope, selfishly, that they take a mini piece of me with them. It is never easy to say goodbye, but I know that I will see those special women once again.
Summer is approaching and with that our family vacation is coming. I am so excited for this summer as we are planning a trip to NC to have a mini reunion with my Aunt and her kids' families. Already we are talking about packing, and meals, and all the preparations that go into making a vacation run smoothly. I am most excited about the memories we will make and the savor. I'm sure every family has things that stick through out many years, maybe it's the same old dress that someone wore, or the big floppy hat that was handed down. We have words. When my brother was very little, he would say things like "hank you, hank you berry much" which is said often when with family now. When I was younger and one of my brother's friends called I slipped and said that "Scothew" was on the phone - which was a combo of their names. When P was starting to talk he would say "Nar" when asking for help. So now when we are in a tricky spot and need an extra set of hands we shout "Nar" and quickly someone comes to our aide. I'm sure you have stories like that as well. I am looking forward to not only making memories, but expanding my vocab as well, with the "Nar" (help) of my family.
With all the hype of Pinterest, I too have caught the bug and saw this rather cute post from another mom's blog (werdyab.com). Thought I'd share as it goes right along with my memory making theme. enjoy
hugs, A
1. You will set the tone for the sexual relationship, so don't take something away from her that you can't give back.
2. Play a sport. It will teach you how to win honorably, lose gracefully, respect authority, work with others, manage your time and stay out of trouble. And maybe even throw or catch.
3. Use careful aim when you pee. Somebody's got to clean that up, you know.
4. Save money when you're young because you're going to need it some day.
5. Allow me to introduce you to the dishwasher, oven, washing machine, iron, vacuum, mop and broom. Now please go use them.
6. Pray and be a spiritual leader.
7. Don't ever be a bully and don't ever start a fight, but if some idiot clocks you, please defend yourself.
8. Your knowledge and education is something that nobody can take away from you.
9. Treat women kindly. Forever is a long time to live alone and it's even longer to live with somebody who hates your guts.
10. Take pride in your appearance.
11. Be strong and tender at the same time.
12. A woman can do everything that you can do. This includes her having a successful career and you changing diapers at 3 A.M. Mutual respect is the key to a good relationship.
13. "Yes ma'am" and "yes sir" still go a long way.
14. The reason that they're called "private parts" is because they're "private". Please do not scratch them in public.
15. Peer pressure is a scary thing. Be a good leader and others will follow.
16. Bringing her flowers for no reason is always a good idea.
17. Be patriotic.
18. Potty humor isn't the only thing that's humorous.
19. Please choose your spouse wisely. My daughter-in-law will be the gatekeeper for me spending time with you and my grandchildren.
20. Remember to call your mother because I might be missing you.
The time I spend with my family is precious to me. I cherish the cuddle time I have with Peter and the love and support I receive from those around me. It is a true blessing to be loved this much. :)
I love my group of friends, whom I see so little of, but think of so often. I have always been a firm believer that we have people come into our lives for a reason. When we need them the most and sometimes because they will be there WHEN we need them the most. I have a lot of friends, some whom I consider GREAT, CLOSE friends and others who are friends that I will have forever, for we have a common bond. Some of these friends are not an active part of my daily life, and others are. I have always been one to make friends easily, and have great friendships along the way, but it seems as though the more time that goes on, we drift apart from the everyday chats, get togethers, and so forth. I look at my husband and see that his group of friends is the same since HS, some of them even since grade school. How I envy that, and they all have known each other for a very long time. Never forget that you are in my heart and mind even though I may have not spoken to you lately. Most of the ladies whom I consider to be closest to me, are because we shared some big part of my life, or theirs. A first baby, or their first baby in MKE, a common calling in church, an activity, my endowments, college, a job, roommates, high school, drama group. Whatever it, was brought us together. I think fondly of those moments and miss those people who have been such an important part of my life. Now, we have moved far away from each other. Some to OR, FL, MN, and others just across town, or to another ward. I miss our long talks and those special moments. Now, more of those people will be leaving WI. They may be going to CO, AZ, or just another city in WI. I will miss them and their smiles, their hugs when greeting me. I know that they too will think of me and the times they have had while here. I know that some of them I will hear from at Christmas only and others I will talk to more often. I also know that there maybe a few trips to visit along the way too. And that makes me happy. I know that as we go our separate ways that I will always have a little piece of them with me. I know that they have encouraged me, supported me, laughed and cried with me. I can only hope, selfishly, that they take a mini piece of me with them. It is never easy to say goodbye, but I know that I will see those special women once again.
Summer is approaching and with that our family vacation is coming. I am so excited for this summer as we are planning a trip to NC to have a mini reunion with my Aunt and her kids' families. Already we are talking about packing, and meals, and all the preparations that go into making a vacation run smoothly. I am most excited about the memories we will make and the savor. I'm sure every family has things that stick through out many years, maybe it's the same old dress that someone wore, or the big floppy hat that was handed down. We have words. When my brother was very little, he would say things like "hank you, hank you berry much" which is said often when with family now. When I was younger and one of my brother's friends called I slipped and said that "Scothew" was on the phone - which was a combo of their names. When P was starting to talk he would say "Nar" when asking for help. So now when we are in a tricky spot and need an extra set of hands we shout "Nar" and quickly someone comes to our aide. I'm sure you have stories like that as well. I am looking forward to not only making memories, but expanding my vocab as well, with the "Nar" (help) of my family.
With all the hype of Pinterest, I too have caught the bug and saw this rather cute post from another mom's blog (werdyab.com). Thought I'd share as it goes right along with my memory making theme. enjoy
hugs, A
20 Things a Mother Should Tell Her Son
2. Play a sport. It will teach you how to win honorably, lose gracefully, respect authority, work with others, manage your time and stay out of trouble. And maybe even throw or catch.
3. Use careful aim when you pee. Somebody's got to clean that up, you know.
4. Save money when you're young because you're going to need it some day.
5. Allow me to introduce you to the dishwasher, oven, washing machine, iron, vacuum, mop and broom. Now please go use them.
6. Pray and be a spiritual leader.
7. Don't ever be a bully and don't ever start a fight, but if some idiot clocks you, please defend yourself.
8. Your knowledge and education is something that nobody can take away from you.
9. Treat women kindly. Forever is a long time to live alone and it's even longer to live with somebody who hates your guts.
10. Take pride in your appearance.
11. Be strong and tender at the same time.
12. A woman can do everything that you can do. This includes her having a successful career and you changing diapers at 3 A.M. Mutual respect is the key to a good relationship.
13. "Yes ma'am" and "yes sir" still go a long way.
14. The reason that they're called "private parts" is because they're "private". Please do not scratch them in public.
15. Peer pressure is a scary thing. Be a good leader and others will follow.
16. Bringing her flowers for no reason is always a good idea.
17. Be patriotic.
18. Potty humor isn't the only thing that's humorous.
19. Please choose your spouse wisely. My daughter-in-law will be the gatekeeper for me spending time with you and my grandchildren.
20. Remember to call your mother because I might be missing you.
Wednesday
great days
A couple of weeks ago, I took the boys to a friends house to play with her son and another friend and her daughter. All about 3.5-2.5 in ages. It was wonderful. The kids played, we got to visit. The kids each sort of played alone, or with their parent, but it was still a great outing. We got there about 9 and left around 10:30. I set the timer for 10 minutes and told P that when the timer went off it would be time to get in the car and go back to our house for some lunch. When the timer went off, I told the boys that it was time to get our shoes on and say goodbye and thank you to our friends for having us over. The boys sat by the door to get their shoes on, and coats on. They did such a great job listening that I gave each of them a little treat- a box of dots candy- to eat while getting ready/ in the car. They did great! Both of the boys, sat and waited, they said goodbye and we climbed into the car with any meltdowns. We made it all the way home and even had a fun afternoon playing together with the blocks.
About 3 weeks ago my parents, Joe and I took P to the zoo and had a fabulous time. No arguments, saw lots of animals, understood that the carousel wasn't running and so we couldn't ride it that day. We sat and had a quick lunch before leaving and he walked right out the doors holding hands, ready to go home for the day. It was a wonderful morning.
What is the difference? Why can it be just fine to leave one time and a major catastrophe the next?
About 3 weeks ago my parents, Joe and I took P to the zoo and had a fabulous time. No arguments, saw lots of animals, understood that the carousel wasn't running and so we couldn't ride it that day. We sat and had a quick lunch before leaving and he walked right out the doors holding hands, ready to go home for the day. It was a wonderful morning.
What is the difference? Why can it be just fine to leave one time and a major catastrophe the next?
tough day!
So I don't normally share our struggles on here, but as a sense of journalling for myself I thought I should get my thoughts on paper. Over the last 2 months P at 2.5 years old is having a very hard time leaving his house or the places we visit. About a month ago, I took the boys to McDonalds with the neighbor and her boys to play in the playroom and have a quick lunch. P had such a hard time leaving that I had to climb up the tubes and down the slide to get him out. Kicking and screaming, fighting to get out of his car seat the whole way home. Once we were about 3 minutes from home, we came to a mutual understanding that he was tired and wanted his blanket and dog and to go night night. Once we figured that out, we continued to repeat what he wanted, which kept him calm. Once inside he was still crying, but went to bed and laid down- only to get up and apologize to me before going off to sleep. At the time I was sure that I had a planned worked out for future outings. We would set a timer, give warnings, remind him of the rules before leaving and once we first got to our destination. And the big one, watch the time so ensure that we had plenty of time to get home before he was too tired, and needed to settle in for nap time.
Today, we took a trip to the zoo. It was super nice today, and thought we would take advantage of it. P was pretty good; although he wasn't sure he wanted to leave the house at first but once there I only had to remind him of the rules a couple of times.- holding hands, listening, stopping when I say stop. I watched the clock closely and told him that we would have time to see a few more animals and then it would be time to go home and snuggle before nap. I again reminded him that after we saw the girrafes and elephants we would need to make our way back to the car. That was the start of his screaming. I carried him, talked to him, reminded him of the rules, talked about the fun things we would do at home. He fought me and hit me the entire way. Once he saw the animal farm he was even more mad, and wanted to see the pigs (the sign has them, however our zoo does not have live pigs). I told him that we could see the cows, but there weren't any pigs at this zoo. He went balistic! yelling, running, and I had to force him into the wagon and proceeded to pull the wagon towards the exit. P was able to get himself half way out of the wagon, so I stopped, and picked him up again. He punched me and screamed in my face.
Anyway- after another embarrassing drag out and fight to get him the carseat in the car. We were again 3 minutes from home when we came to the agreement that he wanted Blanket & Dog & Mama. We repeated this the rest of the way home. You want out? yes, you want blank? yes, You want Dog? yes, You want mama?, yes, you want night night?, yes, you want blank? P will get dog, P will get blank, etc. This seemed to calm him down and as soon we pulled in the garage and I was able to get him out, he hugged me and said sorry. We went in the house and he got his nap things and got ready for nap.
My neighbor, the wonderful mother and friend that she is, assures me that this too shall pass. It is a phase she went through with her oldest son, and understands what I am facing. P has moments when he will pitch a fit at home and usually he will say he is done and what he wants at the end of it. Sometimes it can last 30 minutes, that is the most stressful 30 minutes of my life.
I recently read a book that recommends repeating what they are saying during their tantrum to validate their feelings- he just gets more worked up the few times I have tried that. I feel pretty stupid too, for basically having a tantrum myself and feel as though that may only encourage him to act that. The times I have noticed the repeating his feelings/wants working is when he is a little calmer, and letting him know that I hear what he wants and understand it. That once I am able to I will get him those things. And once we have reached that understanding it usually improves quickly.
Please Lord, let this be a quick phase of our journey. I love my son, and want the best for him. It is challenging to see him act that way, and frustrating when I feel as though I can't control him, or start to lose my patience.
Today, we took a trip to the zoo. It was super nice today, and thought we would take advantage of it. P was pretty good; although he wasn't sure he wanted to leave the house at first but once there I only had to remind him of the rules a couple of times.- holding hands, listening, stopping when I say stop. I watched the clock closely and told him that we would have time to see a few more animals and then it would be time to go home and snuggle before nap. I again reminded him that after we saw the girrafes and elephants we would need to make our way back to the car. That was the start of his screaming. I carried him, talked to him, reminded him of the rules, talked about the fun things we would do at home. He fought me and hit me the entire way. Once he saw the animal farm he was even more mad, and wanted to see the pigs (the sign has them, however our zoo does not have live pigs). I told him that we could see the cows, but there weren't any pigs at this zoo. He went balistic! yelling, running, and I had to force him into the wagon and proceeded to pull the wagon towards the exit. P was able to get himself half way out of the wagon, so I stopped, and picked him up again. He punched me and screamed in my face.
Anyway- after another embarrassing drag out and fight to get him the carseat in the car. We were again 3 minutes from home when we came to the agreement that he wanted Blanket & Dog & Mama. We repeated this the rest of the way home. You want out? yes, you want blank? yes, You want Dog? yes, You want mama?, yes, you want night night?, yes, you want blank? P will get dog, P will get blank, etc. This seemed to calm him down and as soon we pulled in the garage and I was able to get him out, he hugged me and said sorry. We went in the house and he got his nap things and got ready for nap.
My neighbor, the wonderful mother and friend that she is, assures me that this too shall pass. It is a phase she went through with her oldest son, and understands what I am facing. P has moments when he will pitch a fit at home and usually he will say he is done and what he wants at the end of it. Sometimes it can last 30 minutes, that is the most stressful 30 minutes of my life.
I recently read a book that recommends repeating what they are saying during their tantrum to validate their feelings- he just gets more worked up the few times I have tried that. I feel pretty stupid too, for basically having a tantrum myself and feel as though that may only encourage him to act that. The times I have noticed the repeating his feelings/wants working is when he is a little calmer, and letting him know that I hear what he wants and understand it. That once I am able to I will get him those things. And once we have reached that understanding it usually improves quickly.
Please Lord, let this be a quick phase of our journey. I love my son, and want the best for him. It is challenging to see him act that way, and frustrating when I feel as though I can't control him, or start to lose my patience.
Thursday
WARNING: deep emotional topic.
Ok, so I know it's a little morbid of a topic, but over the last week I have been busy getting our information ready to create our will. We have a friend who is an attorney and was able to help us get everything in writing and legal. Now, don't get excited,we don't have anything of value, so it's not really for that purpose, but we wanted to be sure that P would be taken care of in the event of a worst case scenario. If you haven't done a will and need a good lawyer to handle it let me know, ours is great! If you have done this already- lend me some advice.
We thought we had everything figured out and met with our Lawyer who threw us a wrench. An alternate guardian, in case our primary passes before we do. Now, it's not a necessary part to file the will, or finish it, but we would have to change it and pay an additional fee if something were to happen to that primary person. So, how do you choose a guardian? There are a lot, I mean a LOT, of links online to give you information on what information to take into consideration but they all pretty much say the same thing, the same lists. parenting styles, religious beliefs, emotional and physical ability to care for a child, would your child have to move far away, do they have children of their own already? None seem all the difficult to answer and agree or disagree with, but again, it's your child and who could raise them better than you. It's a much easier questions of whom would you NOT want to raise your child- that's easy, a million people come to mind (many from history who are long dead), but you get my point. It's never easy to think about who would you really want to raise your child if you & your spouse weren't able to.
I am a firm believer in that we have people in our lives who are put there for a reason, a purpose. Some stay for a lifetime, some stay until you don't need them anymore, some will be with you forever; even if it's just a memory. I have met many people and have had some of the greatest friends. I think fondly of them, I love them, miss them, had a great time with them, and when we get together we still have fun. But does that mean that's who should raise my child if something were to happen.
Now I know the likely hood of something happening to my husband and I at the same time is super slim, just as I know that it would be even more unlikely that our primary choice wouldn't be able to rise to the occasion. BUT- WHAT IF??? that's what a will is all about right, we pay a huge amount of money in the hopes that we will never need it. But, in the event that we do, we want it to be wrapped up nicely in a bow.
Nothing is that simple- you are asking your child, who just lost their parents- the only life they ever knew- to accept a HUGE change. and everyone else involved too. There will be bumps along the way, there will be heartache, and change, and frustration, and all that goes along with losing a loved one. We can't expect it to be an easy road, even if we are finished traveling it.
I am not afraid of dying, as I know who waits for me in Heaven; My Father- God. I am afraid of what damage I may cause when I go to those around me. I am young and in good health, so is J, but....well you know. So, if any of you are still with me- what are the most important traits you have listed for someone else to fill your shoes? Is it better for them to already have kids- so they have a board to jump off of, or is it better to have them be empty Nester's?- or no kids at all. Will P get a fair shake as the "added child", or will he always feel second rate- even if he's not treated as such. Have any of you had to live with someone else because your parents weren't able to care for you? Temporary or Permanently? How do you think that affected the way you are today? Is it the same as being a foster kid who finally gets adopted into a family with children already? I know I am rambling, and for that all I can say is, it's my journal, so I can.
Good Bye and God Bless
We thought we had everything figured out and met with our Lawyer who threw us a wrench. An alternate guardian, in case our primary passes before we do. Now, it's not a necessary part to file the will, or finish it, but we would have to change it and pay an additional fee if something were to happen to that primary person. So, how do you choose a guardian? There are a lot, I mean a LOT, of links online to give you information on what information to take into consideration but they all pretty much say the same thing, the same lists. parenting styles, religious beliefs, emotional and physical ability to care for a child, would your child have to move far away, do they have children of their own already? None seem all the difficult to answer and agree or disagree with, but again, it's your child and who could raise them better than you. It's a much easier questions of whom would you NOT want to raise your child- that's easy, a million people come to mind (many from history who are long dead), but you get my point. It's never easy to think about who would you really want to raise your child if you & your spouse weren't able to.
I am a firm believer in that we have people in our lives who are put there for a reason, a purpose. Some stay for a lifetime, some stay until you don't need them anymore, some will be with you forever; even if it's just a memory. I have met many people and have had some of the greatest friends. I think fondly of them, I love them, miss them, had a great time with them, and when we get together we still have fun. But does that mean that's who should raise my child if something were to happen.
Now I know the likely hood of something happening to my husband and I at the same time is super slim, just as I know that it would be even more unlikely that our primary choice wouldn't be able to rise to the occasion. BUT- WHAT IF??? that's what a will is all about right, we pay a huge amount of money in the hopes that we will never need it. But, in the event that we do, we want it to be wrapped up nicely in a bow.
Nothing is that simple- you are asking your child, who just lost their parents- the only life they ever knew- to accept a HUGE change. and everyone else involved too. There will be bumps along the way, there will be heartache, and change, and frustration, and all that goes along with losing a loved one. We can't expect it to be an easy road, even if we are finished traveling it.
I am not afraid of dying, as I know who waits for me in Heaven; My Father- God. I am afraid of what damage I may cause when I go to those around me. I am young and in good health, so is J, but....well you know. So, if any of you are still with me- what are the most important traits you have listed for someone else to fill your shoes? Is it better for them to already have kids- so they have a board to jump off of, or is it better to have them be empty Nester's?- or no kids at all. Will P get a fair shake as the "added child", or will he always feel second rate- even if he's not treated as such. Have any of you had to live with someone else because your parents weren't able to care for you? Temporary or Permanently? How do you think that affected the way you are today? Is it the same as being a foster kid who finally gets adopted into a family with children already? I know I am rambling, and for that all I can say is, it's my journal, so I can.
Good Bye and God Bless
Monday
a few pictures
Peter playing on the floor after working on puzzles. It must have been hard work.
Summer Birthday party with "big sister" Katie. He asks for her a lot and after seeing them usually cries for her at least for an hour. 
Peter, Grammy and Momma went to pick apples and pumpkins at Elegant Farmer this past fall. A tradition we will now continue every year. Grammy makes Applesauce and pie and crisp with the apples, and we painted our pumpkins this year. 2011
Another picture of my boy. Just chillin' on the couch- he does this a lot. Sometimes we have movie dates in the afternoons. :)
back from the land of LIFE
Ok, so I know it has been a very long time and you are all probably wondering, Ashley? Ashley Who? Well, it's me, Ashley Abshire and the adventures in this house are never over when you are the mother. If I have readers- welcome back- if not, that's ok, as I really started this blog as a form of a journal for myself. Although I guess that only goes to show that I have really good intentions start well, fill up maybe 1/3 of a notebook and then drift off somewhere leaving my wondering years later, what I was so busy doing to not have time to write a paragraph about that month even.
Ok, so my new obsessions are ( in no particular order), being home with Peter full time again, Pinterest, reading, cooking, crafting. I would love to add on the following two things in the next few months- or at least by Summer- Photography and take a Zumba/ Hip Hop class. Not that I am that coordinated but would love the outlet of getting an hour to myself, exercising in a fun way, as I hate to sweat, and laughing with friends. Anyone out there who wants to join me on finding an inexpensive class let me know.
Ok, so there are few things on Pinterest that I have actually done, even though I feel accomplished at just posting them on my boards. I made a bill organizer for our computer hutch, made a journal a day box- just 1 line each day stating something I did that day. Today, "wrote on the blog."
Peter is 2 1/2 now, and full of piss and vinegar. Most often he is a super sweet boy, very polite, always the first to say please, thank you and sorry when he has hurt someone. He loves to snuggle before bed and is obsessed with dinosaurs. As of late he is concerned with where people are, whenever he sees one of us he will ask "Daddy goes?", or "momma goes?" He loves his Bubba (my stepdad), and his Yia Yia (Joe's grandmother). Oh, and the rest of the family he likes too but most requests are for those two, occasionally I will hear- Grammy? or Piper. I feel as though he is reaching new goals everyday, and I am constantly reminding myself to cherish the moments I have with him because I know the day will come when I will hear "you don't have to talk" when we are out in public for a sporting event. -Thanks Luke-
Our next few months I hope to tackle some major milestones. We are still in a crib, as he has NEVER attempted to climb in or out, and still has some bad nights with waking up crying and having a hard time settling down again. We have a bed all ready, but haven't brought it out yet. We will also be taking his Nuk, or "mmmhhmmm" away for bed time in the next 6 months. The other big thing is potty training. He knows what the potty is for and I have gotten him to sit on it but so far he hasn't gone for me. At least not in months. We can sit for 20 minutes and look at books, but there isn't any big news to share yet. I know it takes longer with boys, but he doesn't seem bothered when he goes in his diaper. So, we will wait, but if he's willing to sit I let him sit. For as long as he wants.
Joe and I looked into a few neighborhood preschools for fall, but are now thinking we may opt for Spring enrollment and only do 1 semester. We may need that time anyway to finalize some of the changes coming over the next few months.
Ok, so my new obsessions are ( in no particular order), being home with Peter full time again, Pinterest, reading, cooking, crafting. I would love to add on the following two things in the next few months- or at least by Summer- Photography and take a Zumba/ Hip Hop class. Not that I am that coordinated but would love the outlet of getting an hour to myself, exercising in a fun way, as I hate to sweat, and laughing with friends. Anyone out there who wants to join me on finding an inexpensive class let me know.
Ok, so there are few things on Pinterest that I have actually done, even though I feel accomplished at just posting them on my boards. I made a bill organizer for our computer hutch, made a journal a day box- just 1 line each day stating something I did that day. Today, "wrote on the blog."
Peter is 2 1/2 now, and full of piss and vinegar. Most often he is a super sweet boy, very polite, always the first to say please, thank you and sorry when he has hurt someone. He loves to snuggle before bed and is obsessed with dinosaurs. As of late he is concerned with where people are, whenever he sees one of us he will ask "Daddy goes?", or "momma goes?" He loves his Bubba (my stepdad), and his Yia Yia (Joe's grandmother). Oh, and the rest of the family he likes too but most requests are for those two, occasionally I will hear- Grammy? or Piper. I feel as though he is reaching new goals everyday, and I am constantly reminding myself to cherish the moments I have with him because I know the day will come when I will hear "you don't have to talk" when we are out in public for a sporting event. -Thanks Luke-
Our next few months I hope to tackle some major milestones. We are still in a crib, as he has NEVER attempted to climb in or out, and still has some bad nights with waking up crying and having a hard time settling down again. We have a bed all ready, but haven't brought it out yet. We will also be taking his Nuk, or "mmmhhmmm" away for bed time in the next 6 months. The other big thing is potty training. He knows what the potty is for and I have gotten him to sit on it but so far he hasn't gone for me. At least not in months. We can sit for 20 minutes and look at books, but there isn't any big news to share yet. I know it takes longer with boys, but he doesn't seem bothered when he goes in his diaper. So, we will wait, but if he's willing to sit I let him sit. For as long as he wants.
Joe and I looked into a few neighborhood preschools for fall, but are now thinking we may opt for Spring enrollment and only do 1 semester. We may need that time anyway to finalize some of the changes coming over the next few months.
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