Life...

It has been a crazy week this week. It started on my birthday. My friend called me, for what I thought was a birthday wish. Um...wrong. She just told me, something terrible happened. Yes, I engage in Bunco with friends, courtesy of Allison. One of our "groupies" had been involved in a car accident with her family and her 13 year old son died. Not what I expected. I was so sad, it kind of has thrown me off. I love Donna. She makes me laugh and just remember to have fun in life. She loves her family, they have the best time together. I hate that we have to have things like this
to make us "remember" our family. We do though, why is that? Shouldn't we always be thankful for our families, always leave the house with a kiss, tell your kids you love them a million times a day and never let them leave your sight without them knowing how much you love them and how wonderful they are.

I've never really posted about how much I love my husband and my family. Sure, my husband and I have our problems, I won't lie. I'm sure most reading this will chuckle and say, yup...they do. But I know I do love my husband. He may drive me nuts, make me take deep breaths and keep on doing what I'm doing, he may not "get things"...but who really does? He does this wink that makes me blush, he kisses me good-bye every morning, even if I don't remember it (I try! but it's early!!) He works hard for our family and he doesn't make too big of a deal when his clothes drawers are empty. They are just on pause, in the basket. He loves me and will do anything for me. For that, anything is worth it.



James is an amazing boy. He has gone through a lot, yet he is respectful, kind, obedient, funny, loving, AMAZING brother, and I am one lucky step-mom. I was thinking about how I would feel if I were in my friend's shoes. All I could think about was how sad I'd be for Justin and Kyle--because they have a brother who loves them unconditionally. James loves his brothers and handles them so well. He can put a baby to bed, better than most dads. He makes Kyle do the best giggles. Justin cries when he can't be with James and calls out his name almost every day. He even sleeps with James' picture at night. It's love.

Justin is the most independent child I have ever met. He made ME a bagel yesterday--toasted and with butter. What 2 1/2 year old does that? Better yet, what MOTHER lets their child do that. The kid feeds himself most of the time. He "helps" himself to his own snacks. No...i do not approve, but he's "very very sneaky". He is a bit OCD--everything has to be done the "right way", so he feels comfortable. Yet, it's not EVERYTHING. It's only when he THINKS it needs to be done right then. He loves to snuggle and just started asking me to rock and sing to him. He loves playing with my hair and he is just so darn cute, skipping everywhere.



Kyle is my sweet, happy baby. I could snuggle him every night. I need to stop. I just get more sleep!! I love seeing his big eyes and bright smile. I used to think I wouldn't be able to love the "new baby" as much--and I am wrong. I love his giggles and his chubby legs. I love to take showers with him and just be with him. Babies just relax us!

I love my parents. I love my brothers and I love my in-laws. I am grateful for Kevin's family and for their love and acceptance of me. I've never had sisters, but I love his sisters as my own. Kevin makes fun of me because I talk to them more than he does--but come on. We get along so well, why not! My parents are the BEST out there and the best in laws anyone could ask for. when I talk to others about their parents or in laws, I think...wow. We ARE lucky!!

Families CAN be forever. I pray everyday I am doing my part to make sure mine IS forever.