The Letter, Jan 2007

Thanks That Was Fun
Well not long after last night's post, we went to bed, only to be woken up by the baby screaming at 3AM. Kiddo was still breathing erratically, and so neither one of us was sleeping very soundly to begin with.So when the baby cranked up, I tried to comfort him and put him back down. No dice.He was up, up. He didn't want to snooze in a chair or on the couch, he wanted to play and explore. My parent's house is extremely quiet and extremely well lit at night - the total opposite of the white noise blaring, pitch black house Port is used to. And just as I had given up and was about to put him back to bed, he spotted my mom's cat that had been hiding all

Rollin'
Morning came early today. Port woke me up just after 6. I should have let him fuss for a minute, but being in a foreign place (my SIL's house) I didn't want him to get freaked out when he woke up and didn't recognize his surroundings. I mindlessly went in the room he was staying in without listening first, and found him laying down to go back to sleep. Of course, that was the precise moment my ankle decided to pop, and the loud noise was enough to startle my baby back awake. Once he saw me, he was up for the day.Aunt A took us all to breakfast this morning at this darling little hole-in-the-wall

Gotta Travel On
Last night Hubby and I were up until the wee hours, trying to do productive things for our trip this week, but sadly only made it through folding several thousand loads of laundry. The morning came early and we were dragging, trying to get out the door at a decent hour for the drive to my sister-in-law's house up near Dallas. We ended up leaving about 3 hours later than planned, but managed to hit very little traffic on the way. There was one place that had the freeway narrowed down to 1 lane, and that had traffic backed up for about a mile.And seriously, why on earth would the highway department choose Thanksgiving week to patch a small section of the freeway?? Surely it cou

Paint It Golden
Our Kiddo (5 yrs) is a bit of an odd kid. I am afraid he is destined for a childhood full of getting beat up a lot.Don't get me wrong, he is an awesome kid and I love him to pieces, but he really is a bit odd in some ways.He is very talkative (which amazes me daily considering Hubby and I are so NOT talkers) and inquisitive, and, uh...dramatic.So...I suppose it is only natural that Hubby and I have noticed his flair for the dramatic. And sometimes Kiddo will do things that seem a bit too feminine for our liking.The other day I was painting my toenails a lovely shade of dark blue, and Kiddo was commenting on my "pretty toes" and h

Be Grateful
Our Sunday church service was so awesome today. The preacher is still preaching on the lost virtue of Gratitude. Our assignment for the week is to write a letter to someone telling them what they mean to you.Of course, there are a couple of people who have been placed on my heart to write to. I have no idea when I am going to be able to do it. This week especially, we will be so busy...One of the things I am so grateful for is the praise and worship team that performs every Sunday. Their music is always such a blessing. There are a couple of members that are my favorites; and when they are on the stage singing it makes my experience with the music that much bet