Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Grace's Early Birthday Present

Grandma Rutter came up for a visit and to help my sister with the kids while she taught summer school. Since she won't be up here for Grace's birthday in August she decided to give her her present early. It is a sand/water table but will only be used for water outside.
Grace likes to splash her hands in the water and then lick the water off.

Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for the wonderful birthday present!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Kindergarten Graduation

My Baby is no longer in Kindergarten!
He is a First Grader now!
Didn't get very many good pictures.
Hard to do with an almost 10 month old in my lap and
having to keep two boys behaving beside me.

Photo op time for all the parents.

Singing songs for all the parents.
Michael wore his hat all day and into all the stores while we were running errands today!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Daisy Mae

I'd like to introduce you to our beloved companion, Daisy.
Brian and I have had her since she was six weeks old.
We drove 1600 miles just to pick her up.
You wouldn't believe but she used to be small enough to sit on the door handle of a geo metro.
She was loved.
Most people see a Rottie and they think mean aggressive dog.
Daisy was anything but that and would never hurt a fly.
I remember when I was pregnant with Michael,
she would follow me around and not let me out of her sight.
During the summer we would leave the back door open and if I was out of sight for to long
she would make a circle through the house, check on me and then go back and lay back by the door.

Saturday afternoon we noticed she was limping and had a big lump on her leg.
The vet had no openings, so I had to wait until Monday to take her in.
The vet said he has never had a Rottie that he could put up on the xray table and just put where he needed her to be. Xray came back with the news of bone cancer.

After a bit of talking it over we decided that it would be best if she was no longer in pain.
I made sure to get one last picture of our precious dog with the kids that loved her.
She has been one of the best dogs we ever had and even in the pain she was in wanted to do nothing but please us.

We will miss you Daisy!

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I call her, Silve

Silve the Silverado that is. Last weekend I took our 98 expedition into a mechanic, who happens to know my dad, who looked at it free of charge. He so kindly told me that it needed a new rear end, axle bearing on the passengers rear side, and ball joints on the front. The cost would of have been $1250.....just for the rear end! UGH!
Brian and decided to get rid of it before it died. Only way to do that was to trade in the expedition and my husband's beloved Mercedes. We had a looked at a few used vehicles but because of the years of the vehicles the banks wanted to charge us a higher interest rate.
We talked with one of Brian's friends who is a car salesman and he went to bat for us. Showed us this 2010 Chevy Silverado LT....and she is a beaut!

Best part of all, she has the most lovely warranty.

Now to get the husband a cheap commuter so that I have a way to get around during the day.

On a side note. My brother in law Ben is letting us borrow his jeep so that I can take our poor dog Daisy to get some x-rays done on her leg tomorrow. Hoping it doesn't get to expensive!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Grace in Action

Peyton Party

He really did like his crayon cake he just didn't want to smile!
He had a great time and loves all his presents.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Let Me Hold You Longer

This is the poem in whole that I used in my header.

We received a signed copy of this book from Cindy when Michael was little.


Let Me Hold You Longer

By Karen Kingsbury

Long ago you came to me,
a miracle of firsts,
First smiles and teeth and baby steps,
a sunbeam on the burst.

But one day you will move away
and leave to me your past
And I will be left thinking of
a lifetime of your lasts…

The last time that I held a bottle
to your baby lips
The last time that I lifted you
and held you on my hip.

The last night when you woke up crying,
needing to be walked,
When last you crawled up with your blanket,
wanting to be rocked.

The last time when you ran to me,
still small enough to hold.
The last time that you said you’d marry
me when you grew old.

Precious, simple moments and
bright flashes from your past-
Would I have held on longer if
I’d known they were your last?

Our last adventure to the park,
your final midday nap,
The last time when you wore your favorite
faded baseball cap.

Your last few hours of kindergarten,
those last few days of first grade,
Your last at bat in Little League,
last colored picture made.

I never said good-bye to all
your yesterdays long passed.
So what about tomorrow-
will I recognize your lasts?

The last time that you catch a frog
in that old backyard pond.
The last time that you run barefoot
across our fresh-cut lawn.

Silly, scattered images
will represent your past.
I keep on taking pictures,
never quite sure of your lasts…

The last time that I comb your hair
or stop a pillow fight.
The last time that I pray with you
and tuck you in at night.

The last time when we cuddle
with a book, just me and you
The last time you jump in our bed
and sleep between us two.

The last piano lesson,
last vacation to the lake.
Your last few weeks of middle school,
last soccer goal you make.

I look ahead and dream of days
that haven’t come to pass.
But as I do, I sometimes miss
today’s sweet, precious lasts…

The last time that I help you with
a math or spelling test.
The last time when I shout that yes,
your room is still a mess.

The last time that you need me for
a ride from here to there.
The last time that you spend the night
with your old tattered bear.

My life keeps moving faster,
stealing precious days that pass,
I want to hold on longer-
want to recognize your lasts…

The last time that you need my help
with details of a dance.
The last time that you ask me for
advice about romance.

The last time that you talk to me
about your hopes and dreams.
The last time that you wear a jersey
for your high school team.

I’ve watched you grow and barely noticed
seasons as they pass.
If I could freeze the hands of time,
I’d hold on to your lasts.

For come some bright fall morning,
you’ll be going far away.
College life will beckon
in a brilliant sort of way.

One last hug, one last good-bye,
one quick and hurried kiss.
One last time to understand
just how much you’ll be missed.

I’ll watch you leave and think how fast
our time together passed.
Let me hold on longer, God,
to every precious last.