Love Poem to Disneyland........

Yes, I wrote a really dumb poem!

Yes, I am a total dork, but......

Ahhhh, Disneyland, why oh why

can't I live without you?

Try as I might, I really have no clue.

You are happy and fun and bring a smile to my face,

you truly are the Happiest Place!

With Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Daisy,

you make me so happy, I just might go crazy...

How I long to ride on the Matterhorn so fast

and Pirates, Splash Mountain, Big Thunder at last!

Sooo, off to book my next trip, don't ask me why, well cuz

If I don't get back soon, I just may CRY!

WE LOVE YOU DISNEYLAND! SEE YOU SOON!!!

My Little Spidey!

My little man, LIVES for Spiderman! Not just LIVES, WORSHIPS the ground Spiderman climbs on! I am not really sure when the obsession began. I do know however, that it has been going on A LOT longer that I wish it would. 2 years or so and stillllllll counting.... This crazy ride has now turned into a daily job for me. Not only do his clothes have to be either red or blue, but his underwear, shoes and socks must be as well. If he is not dressed, he is in his costume or numerous selections of Spiderman pj's. Most of them are falling apart and are ready to be thrown away. If I need him to get dressed for church or school, I have to tell him it's time to be Peter Parker, and he gladly switches clothes.

BREATHE!!! Ok, I can handle this. Target sells Spidey stuff. (Thank Heaven for Target!) WELL, apparently I CANT handle it anymore. I now dream of Spidey! We even went to Disneyland in August and he drew a picture of Spiderman for Mickey Mouse. Mickey was happy. (maybe he is a spiderman fan too!) AND, it has gotten to the point that his younger sister, Anna now thinks that she is Mary Jane and will throw webs at me when she is not pleased. She even did it to the Doctor last night! They climb the furniture, walls and floors. Hang on the drapes and shower curtains. Anything that they can do to fly. Anna, oh I mean, Mary Jane loves being rescued. They could play for hours. And try as I might to find another super hero to grab his interest, it still goes back to Spidey. The cartoon is quite violent, and so is the movie, but he will sit in front of the TV with the Spiderman main menu (Tobey Maquire version) playing, because all spiderman does on the main menu is fly from building to building. Just like Will wishes he could do. SO, day by day, I put up with Spidey, Mary Jane and the evil sandman (Mara, who deep down wishes she could be Ariel and that Spiderman was Eric). I know one day I will wish for his imagination to be oh so simple again and that I may come to miss Spidey. BUT right now, I am quite over it! I LOVE YOU WILL, I mean SPIDERMAN!

My Cute Singing Valentines!

Every year my darling Father in Law and his buddies come and serenade me with roses, chocolates and 2 wonderful Valentines songs, from my cute hubby of course! I love it every year! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!!!!

Anna eating lunch....Poor Bob the Dog!

I didn't do anything!!
Shhhhh don't tell!
Yummmm!!!
OoOps!!! Oh well, Bob will eat it!
Lasagna in the hair! Sorry Bob the Dog!

Til now....

Ok so, I have to admit it. Lately, I have been feeling sorry for myself. I know, lame. Sometimes I feel like I am on the outside of my life looking in. Feeling very vulnerable and scared and very very sorry for myself.

As some of you know, my hubby and I, well, my hubby, has been battling health issues. Really since we got married 8 years ago. Well longer than that, but we won't go into it. He has gone from neuralogical problems to gastro problems and so on. Up to this point, we really don't have any real answers. Just, "Well, we don't really know what's going on, but call us if it happens again." I DON'T WANT IT TO HAPPEN AGAIN! That's why we came to you!!! AHHHH!! (frustration at it's finest!)

Ok, really though, we have gotten some answers. Brandon is not absorbing any nutrients, fats, medications, NOTHING. So, long story short, he takes about 14 pills a day, mostly vitamins. It could take a couple of weeks to see if these pills are working. So in the meantime, we wait and pray and wait and wait and pray and, yep, still waiting and yep, still praying.

It's funny though what blessings can come from waiting and praying. PATIENCE is probably my worst virture. I have little to none and I truly admit it, but I am now having to work on it. BABY STEPS. I think with Patience, comes FAITH. Faith that this is out of our hands for the moment and we have to rely on God to carry us through. I have a hard time being carried. I am well, yes, a very stubborn person. One that would rather serve than be served. AND I NEVER ask for help unless I truly need it. PRAYER. I love prayer. I have had to LOVE with all my capacity. Obviously, this one is not hard. I LOVE my family and husband with all my heart. However, when you see a loved one struggle as I have, I have turned this one off for some really strange reason. I haven't really turned it off, just MOVED into survival mode. HORRIBLE! I am sorry to my family for this one. LOVE is all I have. FAMILY IS ALL THAT I HAVE. And they are perfect to me.

So, in conclusion, I CAN stop waiting for life to become perfect and start working with what we have to make it all that I can. I can accept, give thanks and GET GOING! Act as if I am alive and my incredible husband is alive and scatter JOY wherever we go. Just acknowledge that LIFE will NEVER calm down long enough for me to wait until tomorrow to start living the life my family deserves today. NOW GOOOOO!!!!

I needed this today!