I worked out today!

Did you?

Gratitude

I just got home from a fantastic AA meeting. A women's Big Book study. Small and cozy, no none sense, and I was meant to be there for the first time on this night. Tonight, they started over. Right at the beginning. And tonight was the first time I came, I have tried for two or three weeks now. I love how things come together sometimes to let you know that your in the right place. I'm not scared to go back. This is good. For so many reasons.

Please?

My dear sweet wonderful children, can you please stop whining? I'm not sure what to do for you, and I know we all hate it when I yell. So please, please, could'ya just stop?

May I also mention,

On the day we brought Ty home from the hospital in Jan. 4 years ago, it was 60 degrees and sunny in San Diego. Today, at 1pm it is -3, but just as sunny! I'm not sure how, but I love both places. It must be the sun, I am a sun-worshiper. It may be cold outside, but you would never know it sitting in my living room in front of the bay window with the bright warm sun shining in. It's my own little heaven. Ahhhhhh.

Happy Birthday Ty!!!

It's late, I know, but it doesn't change how much I love you. It means I've been hanging out with you instead of sitting in the basement trying to write!

I can not believe you are FOUR years old. You are such a big kid! It's hard to believe the complex person you are now is an evolution of the chunky monkey you were 3 and a half years ago. In many ways you are so different. And I see some of the same things in you now that I did them. It is such a privilege to watch you grow up. It's hard to believe your only 4 too! I swear, I can not remember life before you. And you're so smart (with the attitude to match) I think you're really 14 not 4. I fear you are much smarter than I, already. I only hope I continue to learn from you and that I have something to pass on to you as well. You are a very fun little boy. I love watching you grow and learn. I think, not until you have your own children, will you know how much I love you. I hope you know how awesome you are much sooner!

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We celebrated your Birthday on the 5th while Gramma P was still in town. We headed out to the Mall of America with your best buddies Leah and Owen. We checked out all the cool crap at the Legoland. While anything dinosaur related is usually your favorite, you couldn't be torn a way from the Lego shop and all the coolness inside. Gramma P followed you around endlessly! When us adults were too hungry to continue, we headed over the Rainforest Cafe for lunch. I don't think there's a more fun place to eat lunch! We sat by a giant fish tank and listened to the thunderstorms of the rainforest. You scarfed your lava mud w/ gummie worms dessert faster than anyone else at the table. That's my boy!


Knowing how much you LOVED the log ride when you went with Daddy last summer, I decided to be Super-Mom and take you on the ride for you Birthday. Let me mention here, that I do not *DO* rides! And I didn't even give it a second thought. I wanted my big, big boy to have an awesome Birthday. So off we went. At first you were excited, then you were nervous. We sat in the very, very front. I went on and on about how much fun it was and then the first big fall came. You were less than thrilled. What a bummer! I wanted you to have such a good time, but, that's not how life works. When the 2nd and bigger fall was coming, it was hard to know that you were not enjoying it. I tried to change your mind, but you were not ready to be in the #1 seat on a big ride. I'm so sorry! I held on to you as tight as I could, but it wasn't enough for you to feel safe. You cried at the end and I felt so bad! I promised I would never take you on the ride again, and that seemed to help. So, here's to good intentions, and here's to you and being true to your own feelings as little kids are so good at doing. Thanks for not being brave for me, I love you.


After that we got giant Disneyland style lollipops and all the horror was forgotten, whew!


That night we ordered pizza and had a black and white Spiderman cake that you picked out all by yourself. The Cosgrove clan came over to celebrate, watch you open presents and dye their mouths blue with your super cool cake! It was a good time.

I love you little dude.

Dude

Aubree has had diarrhea for daaaaaaaays. Poor thing, her butts all red and splotchy. It's been pretty tolerable until today. She pooped 5 times, yep, F-I-V-E times! Some were running out her diaper, some were crumbly, powdery, chunky strange. Tonight it smelled like barf. Oh for the love of Pete! Barfy smells leaking out her butt. UGH!

It doesn't get better than this

As Daddy and Ty were done reading stories and getting ready to go to bed, Ty gave me a kiss and said 'I love you more than my blankie. I love you more than all of my toys.'

Makes perfect sense

Tidelidelee = Kitty

It's been so fun listening to Aubree learn to talk. Ty said everything so perfectly. It was really impressive and I LOVED it. Aubree is more of the classic, you know she's saying something to you but if you don't speak aubenese fluently you may not understand. It's so fun to have such a different experience with her than we had with Ty. It would be kind of boring if they did everything the same! Aubree loves tidelidelees. It's awesome.

Currently

Aubree is stealing sips of soda, Diet Coke with Lime, from Daddy while Ty perfects his jumping off the couch skills. There is food all over the living room floor... on the blanket from the picnic dinner we had. Daddy made super yummy hamburgers for us all. We're listening to good tunes and we're all going to pick up the house between stolen sips of soda and giant jumps off the couch. What a great night! One that was badly needed after the day that was had yesterday, but that's a story I'm not ready write about yet. Hehehe Oh! Ty just found the dino stickers I put on his wall, yay!

I will try to write about Christmas with P and Ty's Birthday soon, I'll try......

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Gramma P's going home tonight. Waahhhhhhh. I hate saying goodbye. I wish we lived closer, like, the same state would be nice. Same metro area, even better. She swears that she's a California gal. But she's from Iowa 'stock' and after seeing her here, I know for sure, she's a mid-westerner at heart. I have no idea what the future holds, but I can dream. I dream that someday after she retires and my brother figures out that he can't afford to live in CA either, that they will all move close to the grand kids. I know they love the kids. And Aubree cried hysterically when P left, and Ty is in denial while being distracted by Peter Pan. So, for now, so that I can get by, I will dream that someday they'll realize they can't live with out us and move here. And my kids will have Grandparents close by. And we'll have family to hang out with and I won't have to cry every time we visit each other.....