Thursday, January 4, 2024
Blue States
Thursday, September 19, 2019
Oklahoma
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
Merry Christmas
Last year we bought our first home. There are so many things about it that we love, but mostly we just love that it's home.
Tristan is 6.5 and just the kindest, sweetest kid. He is so easy to love.
Summer will be 4 this week and is still her Mommy's daughter.
June is just the happiest child and gets into a lot of mischief.
Josie Pudding Pie is a happy, squishy baby that we are all in love with.
Jeff is still loving his job, I started to sell LuLaRoe and am doing really well, and we still adore Oklahoma.
Thursday, June 2, 2016
Caught in the Rain
The kids and I went on a bike ride this afternoon and got caught in the rain. My sweet friend helped me quickly throw my baby into the bike trailer instead of the bike seat, I threw Chunky in with them and then put the rain cover over. Tristan was a little upset to be biking home in the pouring rain, but he quickly forgot his problems when we started laughing at puddles and how silly everything was.
All the way home I just thought about Emma. She loved going on bike rides. She was the first kid, maybe Tucker was, that I put in a bike trailer and hauled around. I would bike her to my friend John's house and take her and Tucker swimming. I would go to the duck pond. We would just go on little rides. In her tribute video there are photos of her whole family stuck in a rain storm. Of course, it was The Woodlands, so the rain was probably nice and warm and our rain was cold.
She is on my mind all day. I think about her a lot. I always think about her. I think about everything that comes with losing someone you love. How you miss them, how everyone else misses them, how there is nothing you can do.
All the way home I just thought about Emma. She loved going on bike rides. She was the first kid, maybe Tucker was, that I put in a bike trailer and hauled around. I would bike her to my friend John's house and take her and Tucker swimming. I would go to the duck pond. We would just go on little rides. In her tribute video there are photos of her whole family stuck in a rain storm. Of course, it was The Woodlands, so the rain was probably nice and warm and our rain was cold.
She is on my mind all day. I think about her a lot. I always think about her. I think about everything that comes with losing someone you love. How you miss them, how everyone else misses them, how there is nothing you can do.
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Edmond
It's been a little over a month since we have officially moved to Oklahoma and so far, it's been pretty nice. Lots of snow, now lots of rain, some nice days in between, a minor earthquake, some new photography friends, a visit from my sister, and some fun activities in between all that.
I miss living in the country. I miss our chickens, I miss the little community we lived in. It was a different kind of people that lived there, not that they were better, just different. I have met so many nice people here, too. So far, both places are great. I just missed the quietness of living in Miami. Edmond has it's charm though, and Oklahoma City is so nice. It's made the number 4 spot on the top 10 best places to move in 2015, so that should tell you a little about how surprisingly nice it is.
Summer and Tristan get cuter every day. Summer is in love with Da, and has turned into quite the little person. Every night she shoves and pushes her way into his lap for a bedtime story. She lays her head on his chest and calls him Da. She makes puppy noises and says, "dirt." And she screams, "MA!" at me all the time. Every morning Summer has to have her shoes on, and a jacket, and just yesterday brought me a hair tie so we could fix her hair. She gets furious if I try to feed her when she is in her high chair, but refuses to actually use a spoon or fork besides as a hammer. She almost always has two baby dolls in her possession, the little one tucked in her arm, and dragging the bigger one by it's arm.
Tristan is honestly the sweetest angel. I can't think of even sending him to preschool EVER because I'd be so worried about him the whole time. Sometimes when I see him around other kids I can see him picking up their snotty behavior, or I see them being mean to him and it hurts my heart. I know at some point he will have to deal with that, but 3 almost 4 doesn't seem like the right age. He does do the classic kid thing and turn into a show off when we have company, but he's still pretty darn cute. Everywhere this kid goes he gets a smile from people. He usually climbs into bed with us at about 6am, Jeff gets up about 6:15, I sleep in til about 7. When Tristan does wake up about 7:45, he comes and finds me, grin on his face and tells me how much he loves me. We have a few minutes together. He brings me flowers. He tells me all sorts of cute stories. He still mispronounces words and it breaks my heart on the days he gets them right. Tristan loves anything gun, knife, sword, bow and arrow, RescueBot, and gun. He almost always has a backpack on, a belt with a gun and knife in it, and his pockets full of money.
Being with these kids bring me more joy than anything ever has. The more I am with them, the more I am just happy to be home with them. I love knowing that when Summer needs to go back to bed 45 minutes after she wakes up, she can... because her Mommy knows her and knows what she needs. It's not to say that when I have to mop the floor twice a day it's not frustrating, but I have never had a job that gave me such fulfillment than being their mom.
I miss living in the country. I miss our chickens, I miss the little community we lived in. It was a different kind of people that lived there, not that they were better, just different. I have met so many nice people here, too. So far, both places are great. I just missed the quietness of living in Miami. Edmond has it's charm though, and Oklahoma City is so nice. It's made the number 4 spot on the top 10 best places to move in 2015, so that should tell you a little about how surprisingly nice it is.
Summer and Tristan get cuter every day. Summer is in love with Da, and has turned into quite the little person. Every night she shoves and pushes her way into his lap for a bedtime story. She lays her head on his chest and calls him Da. She makes puppy noises and says, "dirt." And she screams, "MA!" at me all the time. Every morning Summer has to have her shoes on, and a jacket, and just yesterday brought me a hair tie so we could fix her hair. She gets furious if I try to feed her when she is in her high chair, but refuses to actually use a spoon or fork besides as a hammer. She almost always has two baby dolls in her possession, the little one tucked in her arm, and dragging the bigger one by it's arm.
Tristan is honestly the sweetest angel. I can't think of even sending him to preschool EVER because I'd be so worried about him the whole time. Sometimes when I see him around other kids I can see him picking up their snotty behavior, or I see them being mean to him and it hurts my heart. I know at some point he will have to deal with that, but 3 almost 4 doesn't seem like the right age. He does do the classic kid thing and turn into a show off when we have company, but he's still pretty darn cute. Everywhere this kid goes he gets a smile from people. He usually climbs into bed with us at about 6am, Jeff gets up about 6:15, I sleep in til about 7. When Tristan does wake up about 7:45, he comes and finds me, grin on his face and tells me how much he loves me. We have a few minutes together. He brings me flowers. He tells me all sorts of cute stories. He still mispronounces words and it breaks my heart on the days he gets them right. Tristan loves anything gun, knife, sword, bow and arrow, RescueBot, and gun. He almost always has a backpack on, a belt with a gun and knife in it, and his pockets full of money.
Being with these kids bring me more joy than anything ever has. The more I am with them, the more I am just happy to be home with them. I love knowing that when Summer needs to go back to bed 45 minutes after she wakes up, she can... because her Mommy knows her and knows what she needs. It's not to say that when I have to mop the floor twice a day it's not frustrating, but I have never had a job that gave me such fulfillment than being their mom.
Friday, February 27, 2015
Vaccines. Again.
- 2 people in the last 30 years have died from the measles in the United States. 140 children have died from the MMR vaccine.
- Measles was almost gone in the 1950's. This is attributed to proper hygiene. The vaccine came out in 1963.
- There is a vaccine court where people who's children have been killed or injured by vaccines can sue. Millions of dollars have been awarded. ... because vaccines hurt people.
- Before the 1950's, children got less than 10 shots for their vaccine schedule. Autism didn't really exist. In 2014, children get 49 shots, and autism is found in 1/68 kids. As the shots increased, so did the rise of autism. Is that because they're "better at diagnosing?" I don't know. But those numbers sure are curious.
- The flu vaccine that is pushed so crazy hard on the public is the number one vaccine drug into vaccine court due to injuries. Oh, and it also wasn't effective this year. Oh, and if you get the shot, you most likely are going to get the flu for a few days anyway.. not sure how that's preventing you from anything...
- Most people who do not vaccinate their children are wealthy and educated.
- 90% of the people who got whooping cough had their vaccines. Wait, what? So you're saying that 9 out of 10 people who contracted the whooping cough had received a vaccine for it? Including more than the recommended 5 doses.
- Women who get the Dtap vaccine while pregnant (as recommended) are more likely to contract some crazy infection that I can't spell without googling, and causing their babies to die. So wait, you're vaccinating them against whooping cough, but in turn giving them another infection that makes their babies die more often than a baby dies from whooping cough? Where is the logic?
- SIDS is associated with the Dtap vaccine you give your infant. It says so on the warning label.
- My nieces and nephews got the chicken pox vaccine. Then they all got the chicken pox anyway. Thank you, vaccines, for doing... nothing....
- Most adults have not received their vaccine boosters, which are required to make the vaccine effective.
- Doctors kill patients all the time. Its why they have to carry malpractice insurance, because there is a chance that they're not as smart as they think they are they're going to screw up.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
In Oklahoma!
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Vaccines
It's been driving me nuts seeing so much craziness on Facebook about vaccines. It's finally hitting politics on whether or not vaccines should be mandatory.
I do not trust the government and do not think for one second they should be allowed to make a medical decision for me. So, no. Not OK with mandatory vaccines. Both sides can scream all they want, but any medical procedure done on a minor should be a parents choice. If you would like to make an attempt to get your anti vaccine friends to think about vaccinating, do so with a kind, good argument.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Moving
Friday, January 9, 2015
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