You came early - over a week actually. You were supposed to be a scheduled c-section but clearly had to make your own entrance on your own time.
You arrived with dark DARK hair and crystal blue eyes - now you are my blondie.
You can get down and dirty with the best of them - my favorite is when you want to play "evil ponies". You have the best of both worlds.
You are the best friend to those around you - and the fiercest enemy to anyone who goes against you (that comes from me!)
You hate the cold - spending the first years of your life on an island did that.
Your sensitivity is often times overwhelming - but melts my heart at the same time.
You are my favorite shopping buddy - some adults would well to have your honesty.
You have to have your hugs and kisses before anyone is allowed to leave the house and before bed. To the extent you chase people down in the driveway to get your lovins.
You are my Magoo.
My cammy pants.
A heffalump and woozle.
You are "llama" to someone and to someone else their "favorite Cameron".
You went to bed last night as a 5 year old - a kindgergartener. Why does waking up a 6 year old seem SO MUCH more to me? Because you are the last 5 year old I will call my own? My baby, my little buddy - my Camerino. You promised you wouldn't grow up - I know you can't keep that pinky swear, but it won't stop me from wishing it.
And so - a most appropriate quote from one of my favorite books which may mean NOTHING to anyone who doesn't know you well.
"You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose."
- Dr. Seuss, "Oh, the places you'll go!"
I love you.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Another day another dollar
what is the saying for another year? I have no idea, that's why I am asking :)
We made it through another 365 days which no doubt included 300 arguments, 3 times as many tears and 5 times more kisses and hugs. The past 4 or so months of my marriage have been the best we've had, in my opinion of course.
I have the most amazing man walking with me on this path we call life - he is humble, he is compassionate, he is sensitive - he is mine. How did I get so lucky?
DevilDoc, if you are reading this - I love you more today than I did the day we were married. Thank you for putting up with me, it takes a special person.
God knew what he was doing when he used this passage in our ceremony -
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
-fleur de luna
We made it through another 365 days which no doubt included 300 arguments, 3 times as many tears and 5 times more kisses and hugs. The past 4 or so months of my marriage have been the best we've had, in my opinion of course.
I have the most amazing man walking with me on this path we call life - he is humble, he is compassionate, he is sensitive - he is mine. How did I get so lucky?
DevilDoc, if you are reading this - I love you more today than I did the day we were married. Thank you for putting up with me, it takes a special person.
God knew what he was doing when he used this passage in our ceremony -
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
-fleur de luna
Thursday, November 25, 2010
last, but not least
25 - I am thankful for my mom. My GYOD she makes me completely NUTS sometimes, BUT what would I do without her? I could write for days - heck, probably months - about all the things she has done for me that I am so thankful for. I'll just hit the high notes - thanks for having me, without that there would be nothing else.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Twofer
again today - I just can't keep up!
23-I'm thankful for my extended family. This time of year I always think back to the Thanksgiving's I spent growing up traveling to my Aunt Bonnie's house where EVERYONE from my grandpa's side of the family would converge. When I say everyone I mean EVERYONE! Aunts, cousins, 2nd cousins, 3rd cousins, great uncles, great grandparents, etc! There was a HUGE "adult" table in the basement and a small "kids" table under the stairs near the washer and dryer. Teenagers and the like got TV trays to sit in recliners or on couches all over the house. There were banquet tables lining the walls and every.single.inch was covered in food. After we all made ourselves sick eating we would go across to the park and play around at the park while food was put up - then we all loaded up and headed to the bowling alley. Once we finished making fools of ourselves it was back to the house for dessert, packing up leftovers and saying goodbyes.
I wish I could help my kids make memories like that - but, we will do with what we have. Thanksgiving at a condo in Gulf Shores one year, one at my mom's, one in Hawai'i with the inlaws, one in Hawai'i at the Silver Dolphin and another at Sam Snead's. Last year they got to go to Texas and spend the week with their aunts, uncles and cousins on that side of the family and this year.....this year we are staying home. All together. Sharing the day with our friends and being thankful that we are all under the same roof; it doesn't happen that often.
24-today I am thankful for a roof over my head, hot air coming out of the vents and a full coffee pot.
23-I'm thankful for my extended family. This time of year I always think back to the Thanksgiving's I spent growing up traveling to my Aunt Bonnie's house where EVERYONE from my grandpa's side of the family would converge. When I say everyone I mean EVERYONE! Aunts, cousins, 2nd cousins, 3rd cousins, great uncles, great grandparents, etc! There was a HUGE "adult" table in the basement and a small "kids" table under the stairs near the washer and dryer. Teenagers and the like got TV trays to sit in recliners or on couches all over the house. There were banquet tables lining the walls and every.single.inch was covered in food. After we all made ourselves sick eating we would go across to the park and play around at the park while food was put up - then we all loaded up and headed to the bowling alley. Once we finished making fools of ourselves it was back to the house for dessert, packing up leftovers and saying goodbyes.
I wish I could help my kids make memories like that - but, we will do with what we have. Thanksgiving at a condo in Gulf Shores one year, one at my mom's, one in Hawai'i with the inlaws, one in Hawai'i at the Silver Dolphin and another at Sam Snead's. Last year they got to go to Texas and spend the week with their aunts, uncles and cousins on that side of the family and this year.....this year we are staying home. All together. Sharing the day with our friends and being thankful that we are all under the same roof; it doesn't happen that often.
24-today I am thankful for a roof over my head, hot air coming out of the vents and a full coffee pot.
Monday, November 22, 2010
In all my awesomeness
I can't even manage to keep up with a daily post about being thankful. For the love. MOVING ON!
21-I'm so very thankful for my job(s). At a time when a lot of people can't find one paying job I have somehow managed to find 2 (or 3 if you count Tastefully Simple!) Yes, they are both part time. Yes, one of them is seasonal. BUT, they are BOTH jobs that bring home the bacon and I enjoy!
22-about those jobs. Woosh, I am thankful for "professional development days", Thanksgiving break and parent/teacher conferences. Love those little Angels - see ya in a week kiddos!
21-I'm so very thankful for my job(s). At a time when a lot of people can't find one paying job I have somehow managed to find 2 (or 3 if you count Tastefully Simple!) Yes, they are both part time. Yes, one of them is seasonal. BUT, they are BOTH jobs that bring home the bacon and I enjoy!
22-about those jobs. Woosh, I am thankful for "professional development days", Thanksgiving break and parent/teacher conferences. Love those little Angels - see ya in a week kiddos!
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Thankfulness and such
over on Facebook a lot of my friends are devoting their status updates to something they are thankful for each day up until Thanksgiving. I missed that bandwagon. But I am jumping on it just in time for it to be over. Thusly I give you the things I am thankful for! I will add a new post from each day forward for my newest thankful item. Or not. Just depends.
In no particular order, I am thankful for.....
1-snooze on the alarm clock, clearly a mommy invention!
2-lunchables, again – see #1
3-pulling down a corpsman, there is not another man on the planet who would deal with me and all my medical mumbo jumbo
4-the Navy. As CUH-RAY-ZEE as it makes me sometimes, we have 3 hots and 4 cots up in this mug.
5-The Real Housewives of ANYWHERE; it does an ego good to watch those crazy biotches week in and week out.
6-heated seats – holla!
7-that my husband and I have the same game plan priority wise
8- a father who isn’t related to me by blood but by choice, does it get ANY better than that?
9-Betty Crocker Warm Delights; probably invented by the husband of a woman with hardcore PMS.
10-my hella awesome friends.
11-that I have 2 healthy children
12- Facebook; I will leave it at that
13-730pm M-F, bedtime baby!
14-for a great relationship with my baby brother, it hasn’t always been this way but I’m sure glad we figured it out.
15-the opportunity to run my own business.
16-Eskimo kisses from a 5 year old
17-the screams of “I DO!” when I ask if anyone wants to go to the store with me?
18-the boys getting a foundation in God while being educated in the 3 R’s as well ;)
19-that the Navy is so small, I know I’ll get to see everyone again!
20-that the boys are essentially self sufficient; meaning I can sleep in on a Saturday morning and not worry that they are laying around in pee-pee pants, starving, wandering the street or a host of other horrors.
In no particular order, I am thankful for.....
1-snooze on the alarm clock, clearly a mommy invention!
2-lunchables, again – see #1
3-pulling down a corpsman, there is not another man on the planet who would deal with me and all my medical mumbo jumbo
4-the Navy. As CUH-RAY-ZEE as it makes me sometimes, we have 3 hots and 4 cots up in this mug.
5-The Real Housewives of ANYWHERE; it does an ego good to watch those crazy biotches week in and week out.
6-heated seats – holla!
7-that my husband and I have the same game plan priority wise
8- a father who isn’t related to me by blood but by choice, does it get ANY better than that?
9-Betty Crocker Warm Delights; probably invented by the husband of a woman with hardcore PMS.
10-my hella awesome friends.
11-that I have 2 healthy children
12- Facebook; I will leave it at that
13-730pm M-F, bedtime baby!
14-for a great relationship with my baby brother, it hasn’t always been this way but I’m sure glad we figured it out.
15-the opportunity to run my own business.
16-Eskimo kisses from a 5 year old
17-the screams of “I DO!” when I ask if anyone wants to go to the store with me?
18-the boys getting a foundation in God while being educated in the 3 R’s as well ;)
19-that the Navy is so small, I know I’ll get to see everyone again!
20-that the boys are essentially self sufficient; meaning I can sleep in on a Saturday morning and not worry that they are laying around in pee-pee pants, starving, wandering the street or a host of other horrors.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Do you remember the time?
Do you remember the time?
When we first met? I do. It was early in the morning on Friday, October 25, 2002. I was shaking uncontrollably and you decided to hold your breath. I think it was your way of getting back at me for trying to push your big watermelon sized head OUT for so long! A “nanny-nanny-boo-boo” type thing.
When you would cuddle up and fall asleep in daddy’s arm on the couch?
When we rode out a hurricane in the bathtub? You were so easy going about it all. As if you knew what was going on, you weren’t quite 2 yet. It was like we were having an adventure though, the 4 of us – you, me, daddy and Evie crammed in our teeny tiny bathroom in Pensacola. When we moved onto the Red Cross shelter it was actually a relief! SPACE!
When you climbed up on the counter in nothing but your undies to eat Oreo’s straight out of the package?
When your brother was born and you would sit and “read” books to him over and over again? What about lying on the floor with him, one arm across his back to show he was yours? I feel sorry for the person that picks that first fight with him – they will have you to deal with.
You made your first true friend? I knew we would move and you would have to say goodbye. Through thick and thin you and Noah stuck it out together, you let the water pass under the bridge. You took it on the chin like a true “Navy brat” when we had to cross an ocean and half the country at the mercy of daddy’s job and leave your first BFF behind. It tears my heart out, but to you it is just part of the job of being a military kid.
How much I love you? So much that it hurts. I would do anything for you - take the pain away, make it all better with kisses, reassure you in your decisions and help you down the path to be the leader that I know you are.
When you promised that I could always give you hugs & kisses, even when you are 17? That you said you would never get married and move out of our house? When you told me you’d be my “little Pookie” forever?
…..that you crawled into our bed last night and snuggled right up into my arms and whispered “I had a nightmare mommy, hold me”……I will remember those times for as long as I live.
I am excited for the memories we will make in the next 8 years, but nothing will ever be as great as the day we first met. I love you little Pookie – happy 8th birthday!
When we first met? I do. It was early in the morning on Friday, October 25, 2002. I was shaking uncontrollably and you decided to hold your breath. I think it was your way of getting back at me for trying to push your big watermelon sized head OUT for so long! A “nanny-nanny-boo-boo” type thing.
When you would cuddle up and fall asleep in daddy’s arm on the couch?
When we rode out a hurricane in the bathtub? You were so easy going about it all. As if you knew what was going on, you weren’t quite 2 yet. It was like we were having an adventure though, the 4 of us – you, me, daddy and Evie crammed in our teeny tiny bathroom in Pensacola. When we moved onto the Red Cross shelter it was actually a relief! SPACE!
When you climbed up on the counter in nothing but your undies to eat Oreo’s straight out of the package?
When your brother was born and you would sit and “read” books to him over and over again? What about lying on the floor with him, one arm across his back to show he was yours? I feel sorry for the person that picks that first fight with him – they will have you to deal with.
You made your first true friend? I knew we would move and you would have to say goodbye. Through thick and thin you and Noah stuck it out together, you let the water pass under the bridge. You took it on the chin like a true “Navy brat” when we had to cross an ocean and half the country at the mercy of daddy’s job and leave your first BFF behind. It tears my heart out, but to you it is just part of the job of being a military kid.
How much I love you? So much that it hurts. I would do anything for you - take the pain away, make it all better with kisses, reassure you in your decisions and help you down the path to be the leader that I know you are.
When you promised that I could always give you hugs & kisses, even when you are 17? That you said you would never get married and move out of our house? When you told me you’d be my “little Pookie” forever?
…..that you crawled into our bed last night and snuggled right up into my arms and whispered “I had a nightmare mommy, hold me”……I will remember those times for as long as I live.
I am excited for the memories we will make in the next 8 years, but nothing will ever be as great as the day we first met. I love you little Pookie – happy 8th birthday!
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