Saturday, September 22, 2012

Ghosts and things that go stabby in the night

I really love Fall.
I really love that my daughter notices the leaves changing and the pumpkins in the grocery store. I love that she ignored the Santa hats and the snowmen lawn ornaments in Costco and instead asked if we could decorate for Halloween.
Hells yes we can!

I can always tell that it's almost Halloween, because my birthday is over...and the weather does this weird shift- where its cold as crap in the morning, but then hits you with a one two punch in the late afternoon, heating my house to almost 90, making me all stabby.

But I have pumpkins and purple Halloween lights all over my house....and there is cider in my fridge, and a scarecrow in my driveway.

Also...I have been watching way too many Scary movies and Ghost Hunters.....also totally into Real life Interrogations..which is kinda Halloween ish...but instead of ghosts and goblins its like real life murderers...which is not really helping me sleep.
Especially not with my child creeping into my room late at night and staring at me.

You would think that a locked door would be the answer...but you would be wrong...because what is WORSE than having your child hover over you while you sleep- is listening to her try to open a lock door- and then  scream in frustration.

When do I lock her in HER room?


Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Sophia, on your first Birthday.

Dear Sophia,
Today is your very first birthday.
 Wasn't it just yesterday that I snuggled you in the hospital? A year ago feels like yesterday and 100 years ago all wrapped up in the same pink satin ribbon.
Those first couple months were all blurred together, but what I do remember is this pink burrito with tiffs of black hair sticking out -and all I would do was bounce you around the house like some crazed mental patient.
Bounce ..bounce..bounce...
My tiny Sophia,
I can hardly remember what it was like to not have you in our family- we added you as swiftly and quickly as that last puzzle piece- the one that fits right in the middle of the picture that ties everything together.
I know it's cliche and totally sappy to say, but your smiling face is something that brightens my whole life. Even your sister still squeals with glee to greet you in the morning, that is of course if you have not already beaten down her door to wake her from her slumber.

I pray all the time that your relationship stays as strong as it is now. Allie has such patience with you- she adores you Sophia, please always know that.
 You are the very best Birthday present I have ever received.
Happy Birthday Sophia, may you hold onto that freak flag you fly and continue to laugh hysterically at the wall- may you continue to leap off of objects with all your might without looking...and growl at your family just for fun. And Lord, may you always have crazy curly hair..that matches your personality perfectly.
Love, Love, Love,

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Friday, September 14, 2012

To My Brother..on your birthday

It has been almost five years since I lost my brother.
There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of him. Sappy, I know. Sometimes I even go so far as to criticize myself for crying. I spend a good ten minutes swallowing over that lump in my throat.
Toughen up! What is wrong with you? Crying never solved anything.

Today would have been his 31st birthday. In honor of him I decided to finally get a tattoo to remember him. When my dad was dying I had no trouble picking out something for him. My brother's passing was so sudden it took me a long time to figure out what I wanted to get.
Our birthdays were always our thing.  Ever since he passed 14 20 has had a huge significance in my life.

 For the first time in my life I wanted my tattoo in a place where I could see it everyday- maybe as a constant reminder that its all OK...that life continues on....and I know without doubt that my brother is with me every single day.

For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal
Happy birthday Jonah. I love you.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Almost Five years of marriage

Source: via Janae on Pinterest

And I can honestly say, I probably do NONE of these.
Perhaps its time to start..