Breaks

Matt's spring break = Steve's spring break = cold temperature break (70's/sunny here) = being inside break = blogging break!!!

Have a great week!!

Let's Get the Ball Rollin'

This weekend the trumpet sounded. The call was made. It's time again for baseball (or softball in Steve's case). Both Steve and Matt start practice today and to get the ball rolling. Ha....ball.....rolling.....am I funny or what? *Drum beat placed here* I have to make a run to Costco and stock up on Gatorade, water bottles and snacks. Since Steve's school shares the same spring break with Matt's this week, I will run this errand alone -- no sippy cups or zip-locks bags full of cereal required.

Hum.....while I am at Costco I better stock up on some good grilling meats as well!

In the Middle

This week was spirit week at school. Matt is seen here before catching the bus celebrating "tropical day". (Kinda looks like Jimmy Buffet don't ya think?) On Thursday I volunteered to be a mom helper. When I walked in the classroom I heard his buddies say, "Matt, your mom is here." And Matt responded with this confident, but cool "I know". My heart was swelling with pride! As I filed papers I spied on Matthew interacting with his classmates. Every so often he caught me and gave me a smirk. I gave him a wink in return.

I know I have said this over and over again, but I love having boys. That bond between mother and son is so precious it's almost romantic -- in a non sexual way! The time we cuddle together is priceless. When he kisses me good night I feel like I am the only lady in his eyes, but as years pass I know this will change. His feet are still the cutest part of his body and I don't mind grabbing his toes and giving them a smooch every now and then. Gross? I don't care!

So here I am sandwiched between Steve, Matt and Mark -- I wouldn't have it any other way!

Kicked-Back

When leaving the house by myself, I make it a point to sneak out so Mark won't catch me abandoning him – or so he thinks. When his beloved mother leaves he acts as if I am tearing his heart apart. I never quite experienced this with Matthew since he adjusted well to strangers and other caregivers, but Mark was a different story. It was mom and mom only.

Yesterday I needed to leave and take Matt to karate and tackle some errands before picking him up. You know that feeling when you’re about to walk out the door anticipating the cries of your child. “Oh, mommy, please don’t go!!!” Well, I was ready....

.....nothing....he’s actually laughing! He told me “bye bye” with such confidence. Out the door I went without a whimper.

Upon returning home I walk thru the door and instead of Mark running to greet me shouting “maaaaaa”, I found him kicked-back on the glider watching TV with Dad. He just smiled and stayed put. Guess it wasn’t a big deal after all.

He’s growing up. Figuring out his emotions and learning how to cope. He’s needing mommy less and slowly learning independence. (Bittersweet, I know.) It made me think about my spiritual journey knowing Jesus. At first we crawl and then walk. We drink the milk of the Word and then learn to digest the meaty parts. We are dependent, then learn independence as we learn our confidence of who we are in Christ. We need discipling and then in turn disciple others. Our journeys are constantly evolving. Growing. Changing. We are being molded. Shaped. Pruned. And through all the disappointments, trials, joy, grief, comforts, peace, illnesses......our God loves us the same!!

Wordless Wednesday: When I say "tubby time" I get a......

"It's a secret"

Here are some hilarious secrets Steve, Matt and I shared with each other this morning:

• "Tickle Mom" (Matt to Steve)
• "Beans and bacon" (Steve to Matt)
• "Turkey legs" (I to Matt)

At this point I am mauled by Steve and Matt with tickle-torture.

• "Tushy" (I to Matt)
• "Toilet, poop, underwear...." (Matt to everyone -- you know how that goes!)
• "Tickle Mom" (Matt to Steve)

Guess what happened again???