HOLD ON!

This is just a random post, but I thought I would share.

So, two nights ago I was driving home from work after having a somewhat crappy day. It was dark out because I left work later than I normally do. I was lost in my thoughts as I was driving, when I changed to my good ol' light FM 100. Kory makes fun of me for listening to this station. Anyway, Wilson Phillips came on. You know the song, 'Hold On'. Well, without even thinking about it, I turned the radio up and began singing along. I was singing so, so loud. At one point I even found myself doing hand motions. "Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna turn around and say goodbye. Until then baby are you gonna let them hold you down and make you cry. Don't you know!"

Oh my goodness, I am so glad it was dark out and that I was in our truck. I can just imagine what people would have thought if they could see me.

Anyway, the point of this is, it made me feel so much better. After the song was over I started laughing because I had realized what I had just done. So what, I am a big nerd. Don't even tell me you don't sing along to this song! There just aren't songs like these anymore!

Trying to Catch Up

I kept telling myself that after my school semester ended in December, that I would get caught up on my blogging, but with the holidays it just didn't seem to happen.
So, I am going to attempt to catch everyone up on our happenings with the next few posts.

I am going to first start with our Thanksgiving adventure (I will try to make this as brief as possible)...

As most of you know, Kory's dad left for Arizona in October to receive a bone marrow/stem cell transplant. We heard from Kory's mom the week of Thanksgiving and she informed us that Zed wasn't doing well. At that point, she didn't think it was necessary to have the kids all come out, but we waited to hear. Wednesday arrived and Kory spoke with his mom. Things weren't looking good and she had asked the doctor's if she should get her kids to Arizona and the doctor said yes. So, the day before Thanksgiving Kory was on the phone booking plane tickets for him, his sister Chelsi and his brother Brady. At the point I wasn't planning on going but we all weren't really thinking clearly. We just knew we needed to get the kids all to Arizona to be with their father. Kory called me at work at about noon and told me that Kristy and Jason were driving and asked if I wanted to make the trip with Parker. Of course I wanted to go, so I rushed home and packed our bags.

We all met together for a family prayer and off we all went. The three of them flying and the five of us driving. We all crammed into Jason and Kristy's Subaru--Parker and I, Boston and Kristy and Jason. It was a tight fit, but it was really the only way. I was the lucky one who crammed in the back with the two carseats. Oh man, I felt like a hot dog or something. I had a thought that I needed to buy a portable DVD player for the boys, because I knew they would need some entertainment over an 11hour drive. So, we stopped at Sam's Club, I bought the players and what a blessing it was. Those boys watched Rudolph repeatedly and although we were tired of hearing it, it was better than hearing two upset children.

We decided to stay the night in Vegas because it was already midnight and we were all so tired. So, we made our way to Sam's Town hotel and lugged the boys in. I was carrying Parker through the casino to our room. He was asleep on my shoulder and as we walked through the casino, with all the lights and noises, he picked his little head up and with an excited voice said, "Are we at Chuck E. Cheese's?" I laughed so hard. I said, "No, but this is an adult form of Chuck E. Cheese.

We arrived in Phoenix on Thanksgiving afternoon and went straight to the hospital. Kory's sister Melissa had flown in too, so they were all there when we arrived. We had been receiving word though that Zed was doing better. When we got there he seemed quite weak but he wanted to be wheeled out to see Parker and Boston. Parker didn't really know what to think. Grandpa was bald and had a strange mask on. He knew it was his grandpa but it was a little strange. As the days passed, Zed slowly got better and better. From the day we left to the day we got there was a complete 180 degree turn for him. He still had a long ways to go but was doing so much better.

Lannis and Kory went shopping and prepared a Thanksgiving dinner for everyone. We were all together for dinner and that was so nice. Although it was not how we had all planned to spend our Thanksgiving, I don't think any of us would have had it any other way. We would do it all again if needed. We had more to be thankful for on this day then on any previous Thanksgiving. So many prayers were offered on Zed's behalf and so many people fasted for him. The doctor's couldn't explain why he ws recovering but we know why he was... I also think he needed to see his family. I think that made a big diference to both Zed and Lannis. What a blessing it is to have such a wonderful man as my father-in-law and as the grandfather to my children. I pray that he will remain gaining his strength and that he will continue to improve.

So that is our story. We rented a car on the way home and made the trip in a lovely Pontiac with both Brady and Chelsi. It wasn't a bad ride for me this time though-I had the front seat.

Here are a few photo's of our adventure. Sorry for such a long story!

Funny Things 2 Year Olds Say

I haven't posted in quite some time, and I still would like to post about our Thanksgiving adventure, but for now, I thought I would post a few of Parker's funny's.

Two nights ago, Kory and I were going to watch The Dark Knight. Parker saw the cover and yelled, "BATMAN!" He then looked at the back of the case and saw the pictures of the Joker and said, "Oh man, that's too scary for me!" Kory and I laughed so hard. He's right though.

The other night, I was singing to Parker before bed as I do every night, and he said, "Ouch, my leg hurts." So I said, "What's wrong?", his response was, "My baby sister did it." I told him that wasn't true because his baby sister is still in my belly and that he shouldn't tell lies. So he turned to me and very seriously said, "Mom, santa is watching you." I think we must have used this line quite a bit lately because he has started saying it, but I wasn't even the one who lied!

I have always loved Christmas and the Holiday Season so much and I want my kids to feel the same. So, I had this plan to watch Polar Express with Parker the day after Thanksgiving and to get the old Rudolph, so that we can watch it all season long. I also started playing Christmas songs very early on in the car and at home. Well, my plan has somewhat backfired. Parker requests to watch 'Express' or Rudolph every day. Every day I hear, "Mom, can I watch Rudolph?" We have watched Rudolph probably 30 times already. I love the show but I am pretty tired of hearing, "Hermie doesn't like to make toys. Hermie doesn't like to make toys!" Also, if we are in the car, we must listen to Christmas songs. He requests it as soon as we get into the car. I can't listen to my morning radio show, it must be Christmas music. Heaven help us!

Better Late Than Never

Well, I got lucky on Halloween...my little fiesty 2 year old did let me draw some stitches on his face and he actually wore his costume. We visited my mom's work and my work during the day on Halloween and I told him he had to wear the hood in order to get candy. So, as we made the trip around my mom's office, Parker would throw on the hat to get the candy and then as he would walk away, he would rip it back off. He had it all figured out. We had a fun Halloween though. He is going through a very shy stage, so he wasn't to keen on ringing strangers doorbells and talking to them. But, he did walk up to the door. Here are a few photos of our little Frankie.

Think Pink!

Yes, it's true. Parker is going to have a little sister. We found out a few weeks ago that the baby we are expecting is a girl. We told Parker that he was going to have a baby sister and he said, "No I not." He does acknowledge that there is a baby in my belly, but he also thinks daddy has a baby in his and that he has one of his own. He thinks that the belly button is the baby. I think once I start showing more, that he will start to understand.

Here is a little profile picture of the baby:

I started heparin injections a few weeks ago as well. The specialist we saw told me that he felt it was a good idea to be on the heparin to prevent blood clots. When I was pregnant with Parker, I took baby aspirin daily as a blood thinner but this time they recommended the heparin. So, twice a day I stick a needle into my stomach or into my thigh. I have actually gotten used to the needles but it really isn't the most fun, I won't lie. This has definitely given me a greater respect for those with diabetes who much inject themselves daily. I continue to feel well and am thankful that the baby looks healthy and that things are going smoothly. Only twenty more weeks of injections to go!